Chapter 243: Flooding the Lake

After Huang Zhong killed several Cao cavalrymen who refused to believe in evil.

The hundred cavalrymen who rushed over with Le Jin looked at the infantrymen who were lined up behind Huang Zhong, and then looked at the generals and several comrades who were lying on the ground not far away and irrigating the land with their blood.

A group of people looked at each other and finally chose to dismount and surrender.

The one with good eyesight even picked up the long spear and handed it back to General Huang.

Then Huang Zhong remained silent, holding the long spear and riding on the horse majestically, watching his soldiers shouting loudly for Cao cavalry to surrender.

The cavalrymen blocked by the boulders were trapped in a state of being unable to advance or retreat.

After some hesitation, some people came forward to surrender, and some led their horses back to Xiangyang City and passed on the news that Le Jin had died.

So the morale of Xiangyang City suddenly collapsed.

Huang Zhong accepted the surrender in an orderly manner outside the city.

Huang Zhong volunteered to fight in Xiangyang. As a veteran who had spent more than ten years here, he was well aware of the advantages and disadvantages of Xiangyang City.

In the early stage, he used giant ships and sailors to intimidate Xiangyang City so that Le Jin did not dare to attack easily. Then he seized the opportunity to block the valley, and the battle of Xiangyang was basically half won.

In the middle, there were various ideas from military advisor Xu Shu. Judging from Le Jin's style, as long as Huang Zhong used himself as bait, Le Jin would definitely attack desperately.

Every time he was the first to attack the enemy, it was a gamble, so it was understandable to lose the gamble once.

As for the rolling stone trenches that were only built at night, they were not worth mentioning.

Huang Zhong rode on his horse and looked north. General Guan and military advisor Xu were fighting bloody battles, but he could not help for the time being.

After all, even if Le Jin was killed and Xiangyang City was leaderless, the remaining soldiers were still a big trouble, so he could not leave here in a short time.

Shaking his head, Huang Zhong then looked to the west. The dam should be Shandu, sixty miles away, right?

The soldiers on the top of Xiangyang City have become more and more unscrupulous. After all, the general has already left the city. Who can control them?

"If the general wins, should we go back to attack Fancheng?"

Another soldier sneered:

"Isn't it also an attack to the south? Yicheng, Dangyang and Linju must be attacked, but Jiangling should be out of the question."

"So if the general loses..."

This topic is too dangerous. Although they are comrades, there are inevitably two people who like to flatter and flatter.

Therefore, several people have no interest in gambling. They patted their buttocks and got up to go back to the barracks.

Just at this time, there was a noise below. Someone listened carefully and gradually raised his eyebrows:

"Is General Le dead? Killed by that old general... oh no, by General Huang?"

The soldiers looked at each other, with some inexplicable taste in their eyes.

Although they were not familiar with the general situation, they squatted on the top of the city every day to watch the attack and defense, and they still had a sense of war.

The situation on the Xiangfan battlefield has become more and more serious. Fancheng, more than 300 feet away, has been attacked for almost three days without sleep, and the corpses under the city wall are almost covered with a layer.

No one wants to become one of them. Le Jin's death gave them a ticket to escape from the Xiangfan battlefield. After all, Liu Huangshu has a reputation for benevolence and General Guan has a reputation for righteousness. If they surrender, they will definitely live.

Now... whoever prevents them from getting this chance of survival is their enemy.

So Huang Zhong was startled by the sudden shouting and killing in Xiangyang City, but fortunately, the shouting and killing came and went quickly.

After the shouting and killing ended, this group of Cao soldiers who witnessed the fall of Fancheng, the power of the giant boat, and the dead bodies in Fancheng began to escape from Xiangyang one by one and surrendered to Huang Zhong.

And in Fancheng, which was hated by the Cao soldiers in Xiangyang, Xu Shu was already very tired.

He and Zhao Lei's voices had long been hoarse, and the white robes had long been covered with dirt and blood, and the original color could not be seen.

The only thing that Xu Shu felt sorry for was that the sword had several gaps because of killing enemies.

In addition, although his body was getting more and more tired, his mind was getting more and more excited.

When he was in Xudu, he felt that he was going to rot several times, so he learned to take care of flowers and plants and recite Huang Lao, but in the end, there was no effect.

And now Xu Shu has found the feeling of joy again:

A man born in a chaotic world should raise a three-foot sword to bring peace, and it should be so!

With a flip of the small pocket on his clothes, Xu Shu put a piece of cane sugar under his tongue, and the sweetness exploded and his spirit was lifted.

Although the effect was many times weaker than at the beginning, Xu Shu was still in high spirits.

He used a backhanded sword to sweep away the blade of Cao Bing, and a soldier next to him used a spear to kill him, and then kicked the Cao Bing down.

Although he felt a little sad that the sword had another gap, Xu Shu still used the sword to hit the iron shield.

The three "clang clang clang" sounds showed that the commander had not fallen yet, and the morale was slightly improved.

The soldiers had no strength to respond, and every bit of physical strength was extremely precious at this time.

Xu Shu leaned on the sword and thought in his heart that as long as Le Jin started to move, Fancheng would be saved. I wonder how General Huang was doing?

Under Wancheng, Zhang Fei and the two hundred craftsmen he brought had erected two wells.

Relying on this thing, dozens of crossbowmen pressed the Cao army on the city wall so that they could not raise their heads, and shot Cao Cao in despair.

But soon he saw that although there were still people shooting arrows on the erected platform, he could see a troop of soldiers and horses behind him, heading north after preparing.

"Zilian saved me from danger again!"

Cao Cao knew what this troop of soldiers was doing without almost thinking.

The garrisons on the east and west sides no longer dared to mobilize any more troops, so the only way to mobilize the decisive troops was from Yecheng.

Since there is only Zhang Fei in the city, Guan Yunchang must have brought troops and horses to deal with Cao Hong and Cao Zilian!

After waiting two days for no good news from Le Jin, Cao Cao was already a little desperate, but now things have turned around and everything is too exciting.

persist in! Cao Cao thought silently in his heart.

As for the response to the well, Xu Chu was ordered to requisition materials from the city and build a higher giant shield on this city wall, as long as he could make use of it.

After all, Guan Yunchang had transferred another army, and the troops flying to attack the city were already stretched thin.

Guan Ping also left with Guan Yu. He was excited in his heart, but he would not show it on his face. He just read the information to his father meticulously:

"The scouts found Cao's army in the northeast direction of Luyang, with about 3,000 cavalry, which may be the front army."

"Who is the coach?"

"I don't know."

The intelligence in Jingzhou was good, but the situation further north was indeed lacking. Guan Yu didn't take it seriously and nodded.

Only sixty miles to the north from Wancheng is Xi'e, and beyond Feishui is Bowang.

Guan Yu felt a little sad thinking about the past. He didn't expect that after so many years, he would still have to decide the outcome with Cao Jun here.

"General, do you think Cao Jun will cross the river here?" Guan Ping asked.

The battlefield of Wancheng is to the west of Feishui River. Cao's army came from the east of Feishui River. If he wanted to support him, he had to cross the river.

Then where to cross the river is a question.

"To the north of Bowang, there are large swamps, so it is not suitable for marching."

"To the south of Bowang is Wancheng. We can attack with both armies to prevent him from crossing the river."

"Therefore, they must come from Bowang, forcing us to divide our troops and look after others. This way we can force the crossing."

Guan Ping thought carefully about the number, and finally felt that what his father said made sense.

As expected of a father!

Guan Yu had an expressionless face. Before heading north, Xu Shu had already asked him to make plans for various possible situations.

In the sand table room in Jiangling City, the two of them had deduced it countless times, so they thought about this kind of problem very clearly.

The only thing I don't know now is who is the leader of Cao's army and how many pounds does he have?

And...is Yuan Zhi safe? Can Xiangyang City be defeated?

The unexpected "mutiny" of the soldiers in Xiangyang City provided Huang Zhong with many conveniences. Facing Cao's soldiers who had completely lost their fighting spirit, Huang Zhong also successfully accelerated his progress in accepting surrendered troops.

After setting up several other camps to separate the surrendered soldiers, Huang Zhong ordered Ma Liang to guard the surrendered soldiers, and then he led more than a thousand soldiers to march westward at dusk.

For this land, there is no need for a sand table. Huang Zhong himself will not get lost even if he closes his eyes.

More than twenty miles to the west is Longzhong. Going further west, there are mountains on the left and a river on the right, and the terrain becomes gradually narrower.

And there is a small county town above called Shandu. If Huang Zhong and the military advisor expected it to be true...

Sure enough, the dilapidated mountain capital became lively again because the people were relocated from the farmland. A group of Cao soldiers were stationed here, and there was a lot of people nearby, and the embankments continued to be raised.

There was a small opening on the north side of the dam. Huang Zhong remembered that there was a puddle there, and the water should have been diverted there.

In this case, there was no need to hesitate anymore. Huang Zhong drew his long sword with an expressionless face and led the soldiers behind him to rush forward.

Night gradually filled the air, but Fancheng was still brightly lit and the siege continued.

At this time, both sides were at the end of their strength. Cao Ren himself led the team to attack several times, but Fan Cheng relied on the height of the city and the support of the crossbow arrows to stubbornly repel the attacks one after another.

After repelling another attack, Zhao Lei, who had just loaded the crossbow, looked up and saw a shocking scene.

But my throat was dry and hoarse. After trying for a long time, I finally managed to utter only one short word:

"black……"

Xu Shu looked up and saw something darker coming from the west in the night.

And after getting closer, you can clearly see that the black thing reflecting the light of the torch is water.

"Water?" Cao Reng was just about to lie down when he heard the guards coming to report.

He had also been feeling uncomfortable these past few days and desperately needed a good night's sleep, but this news shattered his plans.

"Cai Mao is such a thief!" Cao Ren, who had not rested well, immediately got angry.

But he immediately realized that Cai Maoxiao, who was sent to intercept the water, would not make such a stupid mistake, so there was only one explanation.

Shandu was lost, but Cao Ren couldn't understand:

"Where did Liu Bei get the manpower?"

But whether he wanted to understand it or not, Cao Ren knew another thing better: the attack on Fancheng failed after all.

It's not raining now. If it were the previous two days, the soldiers could have been forced to continue attacking the city, but now any slight change will become a factor that changes the outcome.

And this is the case with this small flood.

The soldiers who attacked the city quickly retreated, and Xu Shu did not hesitate to take Zhao Lei with him for a long-awaited sleep.

When he got up the next day and stood at the top of the city, Xu Shu had regained his vitality and sighed:

"What a beautiful country!"

There wasn't much water coming down from the upper reaches, just enough to cover the tops of the feet, but it was enough to make the land muddy and demoralize them.

Xu Shu smiled happily:

"It seems that Le Jin, a brave general, was defeated by the old soldier from Jingzhou after all."