Chapter 78: Battle of Weinan (1)

Feng Xi was regretting it, desperately regretting it. He shouted on the warship: "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!"

He wished that the boat would grow wings and turn into an arrow that could shoot to Fengling Ferry in one go.

"Report!" The central army brought a letter: "The Prime Minister has an order, and Wei Yan is trapped in a heavy siege. Please go and respond quickly!"

Feng Xi's heart sank. The Prime Minister knew about this from afar in Weinan, so General Wei was indeed surrounded by the enemy.

"Hurry!" The oars were roaring, and the Yellow River was wafting with white whirlpools, just like Feng Xi's mood at this time. He was just suspicious at the beginning, but now he was sure. If Wei Yan had no naval army to support him, he would have to die in Hedong. Why did he transport prisoners of war and spoils back? Can those people and things be worthy of the elite Han army under General Wei? Although victory or defeat is common in the army, if Wei Yan was defeated, the northern front would be in danger. The Han army was originally small, how could it be worthy of the opponent's powerful offensive?

"Report! General, the Wei army in front intercepted the river estuary and set up a cannon stone position. Our army injured three warships."

"He Jiuqu took that position, and the rest of the ships kept rushing over!"

He Jiuqu shouted loudly, jumped onto the river bank, tore off his shirt, and rushed forward with a knife. A team of 100 people chased him. The cannon stone fell down and hit a Han army's shoulder. With a loud bang, even the shoulder belt spine was broken by huge force, and his body fell down in disguise. More Han soldiers moved flexibly, using the terrain of the river beach as a cover, and advanced forward.

The Wei army divided two teams to stop them, and dozens of people kept firing cannons into the center of the river. A water column several meters high rushed straight into the sky, and another ship was hit. The crossbow arrows on the ship also began to fire, and the Wei army leaned down helplessly.

He Jiuqu cut off the head of a Cao soldier in front of him with a knife, and even swung it to the second one, but the man was pierced by a gun. The regular Han army had a much stronger combat power than his former brothers. He Jiuqu couldn't help but remembered that he was teased by the monk when he was captured. His blood was pouring up and he was shouting again and again. He would never be worse than anyone else. He was the river god He Jiuqu. No one could bully him on the river!

The brave Han army team of one hundred people split the two hundred people into blocking the attack, and in the blink of an eye, they forced the enemy on the cannon stone position to open. He Jiuqu turned around, and the Han army fleet had passed. The central army sent a command: "Mr. He, General Feng ordered you to protect this position and block the enemy when our army retreated."

He Jiuqu nodded. In the Han army, it seemed that any general he met had outstanding talents, which made him, who was known for his wisdom and strategy, feel ashamed. He believed that as long as he worked hard, he would definitely learn the real way of using troops from these generals, which was something he could not understand by himself by making small fuss on the Yellow River.

At this time, Feng Xi was not in the mood to pay attention to He Jiuqu. He only looked at the east, hoping that everything was still in time.

Wei Yan gathered his team and defeated the enemy's attack again. He was already in a tough battle. But he couldn't figure out how this could be a trap? Who would have taken such a big risk to get into this trap except for himself? Could it be that his thoughts fell into the other party's plan? When he thought that the other party had completely figured out his mind, Wei Yan felt cold.

What a powerful opponent this should be?!

He did not know that his advancement had actually destroyed the enemy's deployment and caused huge losses to the enemy. These were not within his considerations. Kong Mingzhi's army was extremely strict. He refused to follow the orders and acted arbitrarily. It would be better to say that if he was defeated, he would die.

However, although Wei Yan likes to use wisdom, he is a military general in his bones. The biggest characteristic of military generals is that they face strategies and strategies. They believe more in their unyielding will and perseverance.

At this time, there is no time to regret, no room for worry, the big mistake has been committed and cannot be forgiven. The most important thing now is that the entire army is in the most dangerous situation, and he has to find a way to bring his robes back.

When Wei Yan discovered the dust heads rising from afar, his years of experience in the war made him decisively stop his continued attack and seizing the floating bridge. He turned the floating bridge into ashes with a fire, blocking the communication between the north and the south, and eliminating the danger of being attacked by the north and the south. Then he moved his army north, occupying the high ground, strengthening the camp, and lined up along the river, controlling the ferry in his own hands.

He knew very well that the only thing he had today was to stand firm and wait for reinforcements. If he could not wait for reinforcements, he would kill more enemies and relieve the pressure on the prime minister. Many times, only by fighting for his life could he escape.

When the remnants of Zhonglei Camp attacked him, he was surprised to find that their powerful combat power was completely different from the attack on the night before. When they wore solid armor, covered with cowhides, and rushed forward with a huge ring-headed knife, they could simply ignore the existence of bows and arrows. Their only disadvantage was that their speed was not fast, but their attacks step by step slowly and forcefully compressed their positions.

Apart from these people, those who were under the banner of the backbone were simply not humans. They all abandoned their shields, all wearing heavy armor and long spears, and advanced forward desperately, as if they were reluctant to kill the enemy and let them die together. Wei Yan suddenly knew who the predecessor of the backbone camp was - it was the guard armored soldiers led by Dian Wei and a unit that guarded Cao Cao.

Cao Pi really respects himself.

Then, how could I let him down!

Wei Yan looked at the upright backbone flag in the distance, and roared the tiger and led the army to rush forward. The defense of Yiwei would make the enemy's offensive more and more powerful. Only with an attack in the defense can the enemy's deployment be disrupted. If he could kill the generals and seize the flag, it would make the enemy's aura. However, he had never had such difficulties in breaking into any battle formation.

All enemies are so strong, all enemies cooperate tacitly, and all enemies have strong fighting spirit. Wei Yan attacked the enemy and had the illusion of rushing into the Tiger Border Camp or the White Ear Army. His giant sword slashed in the cracks of the heavy armor, and he could clearly feel the strong flesh layer and bones of the soldiers.

After rushing less than a hundred feet, his steps could no longer be behind him. And directly in front of him, under the strong flag, a young man was sitting on Hu's bed, smiling proudly. This man must be Cao Pi's confidant, and only his family and confidants could control these five elite troops. However, Wei Yan could not go further. The forest of halberds surrounded him, wrapped him, and surrounded him, making him unconsciously towards the endless river bottom like a vortex. Wei Yan suddenly woke up,

His war horse had already fallen down with a roar, almost throwing him to the ground. He knew that he could not go further, so he turned around and killed him from afar. Wei Yan, who had fallen off the horse, was completely at a disadvantage, but fortunately, his robes were rushing towards him desperately. Although his knife was not as heavy as a cold saw, it was not light, which ensured that in such a high frequency of killing, there would be no power loss due to the wear and tear of the blade. However, dozens of kilograms of weight on his arms were really heavy.

A long halberd was slashed from the side. Wei Yan's sword was outside, and he had no time to retract it. He stretched his left hand and grabbed the halberd. The big man holding the halberd was dragged out of the battle formation as if he was dragging straw. Several more halberds stabbed him with his left hand. Wei Yan used his left hand to cross the halberd and led the halberd outward. The giant sword in his right hand slashed back, and the four heads flew up at the same time, blood gushed. At the same time, he felt a pain in his left shoulder and had been stabbed. He roared, clamping the muscles on his shoulders, and the weapon of the man behind him could not be pulled back. Wei Yan swung his sword back, and the man behind him was cut into two pieces, and a blood surged up to form a red fountain in the air. This situation surprised the powerful Wei army.

Wei Yan's eyes began to bloom, and his strength was rapidly declining. Take a break, even if it was only a quarter of an hour. But, in the current situation, can he rest?

Zhao Yun, how did you kill seven in and seven out during the siege of these troops?

However, his actions surprised the young man on Hu's bed. This young man was not someone else, but the only younger brother Cao Pi, the Emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty, who was still willing to believe in and still stayed in the army. When the officials fought for power, they actively turned to Cao Pi, kept their strength behind their own secrets, and asked to return the military power and return the fief. Finally, they gained Cao Pi's trust and were appointed as the commander of the backbone camp. Although this position is not high, it can only be obtained by relatives and trusted clans.

He looked at Wei Yan in the distance in surprise. He sat in the formation, like a fisherman, as if he was in danger. As long as the enemy had the idea of ​​capturing him, he would be trapped in the formation and would only die. But this time, the enemy general, without knowing the formation, actually fought out in his seven-critical formation.

He looked at the two people around him, one of whom was nearly thirty years old, and was the husband of Princess Qinghe, so the son of General Xiahou Dun, and the son-in-law Xiahou Mao. Unfortunately, this man was completely devoid of his father's Yingfeng. He only won the trust of Cao Pi for a while. Not only did he command Zhonglei Camp, but there was even news that he was General Anxi. He was defeated so miserably in this battle that he didn't know how Cao Pi would treat him. On the other side of him was a beautiful boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a handsome face that completely reversed Yin and Yang. Its existence seemed to be a mockery of creation.

When you see this face, you will sigh unconsciously - how could this be a man? However, no one dares to disrespect him and dares to have the slightest idea of ​​blasphemy. He is Cao Zhao, the commander of the guerrilla battalion. He is not only the son of Cao Xiu, who was called the Cao family's thousand-mile rush by Cao Cao, but also the closest friend of the prince Cao Rui. His own talent is also trusted by Cao Pi. This person is inseparable from Cao Rui all day long. Once they bet on clothes, Cao Rui lost and refused to give it to him. He entered the account by himself and came out after wearing it. He was romantic and unruly like this.

At this time, Cao Zhao was looking at Wei Yan in the formation, and his eyes were showing respect.

At this time, Xiahou Mao said: "Little General, why not use magical means to shoot this person to build a pearl?"

Cao Zhao did not have the respect he deserved to be given to the prince-consort of the dynasty, but just smiled with charming charm and did not speak.

Cao Yu also spoke, "Zhao'er, shoot." He is Cao Zhao's clan uncle. Although he is not old, Cao Zhao cannot ignore his words. Cao Zhao nodded, reached out from his side, and actually took a piece of Dahuang - a powerful crossbow that requires more than 300 kilograms of force to be pulled open. At this moment, he was the only one in the army who could pull it - pointed at Wei Yan. The distance between them and Wei Yan was not close, and they were separated from the military formation. Apart from Dahuang, there was no crossbow arrow that could complete this kind of kill.

Wei Yan was rushing in the formation, almost unable to hold back the big sword. The Wei army wrapped him like a vortex, while the Han army turned into a wood drill, and wanted to break the siege and join his master.

At this time, Cao Zhao saw that after Wei Yanxu was injured in his left shoulder, his left leg was injured again. He knelt on the ground with one side of his body, and slashed his left leg with a knife in anger.

Good opportunity!
Chapter completed!