Battle of Eight Weinan

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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 up with a knife. A team of 100 people chased him. The cannon 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 into the center of the river. A few meters high water column 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, a team of one hundred people, split the two hundred people into blocking the attack, and in the blink of an eye, forced the enemy on the cannon stone position to open up. 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 stubbornness, 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 without the Yingfeng of his father. He only won the trust of Cao Pi for a while. Not only did he command Zhonglei Camp, but he even made him 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 idea of ​​being offended. 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. His style was unruly.

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!

Cao Zhao felt ecstatic...

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Good opportunity!

Cao Zhao felt ecstatic...

As long as you hit the crossbow machine, the credit will be yours. At the age of eighteen, I first led a powerful army and killed the opponent's general in formation, and I will be famous all over the world from now on - but, is that really what Cao Zhao did? Is it what he advocated perfection and passion for himself? Cao Zhao's passionate blood gradually became cold. If he killed the enemy general, how could he hurt someone secretly when he attacked him?

He let out a loud bang and removed the arrow from the rhubarb.

"What are you doing?" Xiahou Mao roared.

"Why is Zhao'er kind?" Cao Yu said unhappy, "He is the enemy!"

"Yes. He is an enemy, but he is a respectable enemy! Such an enemy should not die under the hidden arrow."

Xiahou Mao was completely angry: "Don't think that the prince is supporting you, and you will do whatever you want. The prince's mother was sentenced to death by His Majesty. The position of the prince may not be like this!"

Just in June this year, Zhen Ji, known as the world's number one beauty, was sentenced to death by his husband Cao Pi, who died in sorrow.

Xiahou Mao's words made Cao Zhao furious. He grabbed Xiahou Mao's collar and lifted Xiahou Mao who was taller than him: "You dare to say it again!"

Xiahou Mao was not as brave as his father at all, and was panicked for a moment.

Cao Yu shouted, "Enough! Stop, what does it look like? Before the enemy generals were captured, you started fighting in the internal battle."

Cao Zhao said angrily: "I am ashamed to be with this person!"

Opportunities were fleeting, and in this moment, Wei Yan had already joined his men. Although this formation forced the Han army to retreat, it lost the opportunity to kill Wei Yan. Almost at the same time, the drums on the river surface made loud noises and the reinforcements of the Han army arrived.

Cao Yu ignored the two people who were fighting in the internal struggle and stood up and shouted: "Contact the Yellow River Water Army to block the reinforcements of the Han army. Mobilize the cannon stones and giant crossbows from the Tongguan position to block them! The backbone, Zhonglei, and guerrilla battalions launched an attack. They must encircle and annihilate all the enemy troops on the shore here! Otherwise, the credit will be taken away by the Cavalry Camp again!"

A larger-scale fierce battle has begun.

"General Wei, get on the boat quickly!" Feng Xi shouted in the sky with cannon stones and arrows flying all over the sky. Before the ship could dock, he jumped ashore and rushed to the battlefield.

The Han army had lost its high ground and was oppressed to the riverside. They fought desperately against the Wei army's attack, and there were sounds of fighting everywhere.

At this time, Feng Xi was most afraid of Wei Yan's mistakes, and the other was that the Han army retreated and once it surged onto the ship, it would have to overturn the ship.

Fortunately, although the Han army was at a disadvantage, they did not lose their good qualities. The arrival of reinforcements made them double their courage and concentrate on attacking the enemy. Feng Xi found Wei Yanshi and found that Wei Yan had already suffered twelve severe injuries on his back, covered in blood, but he was still commanding the battle.

"General Wei, I'll cut off the rear and get on the ship quickly."

Wei Yan turned around, his eyes flashed blankly, and he fainted suddenly.

Feng Xi was not surprised, but was afraid of affecting morale, so he did not dare to speak out. He whispered to the soldiers to help Wei Yan on board, waved his knife and shouted loudly: "The water army went ashore to fight, leaving ten people to carry the boat in each boat, transporting the wounded to cross the river first! The stormtroopers will regain that high ground and suppress the enemy's crossing!"

"Report! General, General Wei's wounded men refused to get on the boat, they were going to cut off the rear."

"After breaking, there is a water army here, let them get out!" Feng Xi, who was in a good temper, got angry.

The Han army rushed to the high ground, rolling towards the shore and reefs like water waves, and moths rushed to the position of the Zhongjian camp like fire. On the high ground, blood was sprayed all the way, and corpses piled up into mountains.

"Report! General, all the stormtroopers were killed in battle, and the high ground was still in the hands of the enemy."

"You are the leader of the stormtrooper in the central army. You cannot regain the high ground, so you can't do it!"

"No need for my military law!" The temper of the Yizhou man was ignited. "I can't catch the high ground, put me on the high ground. I will follow my turtle son!" A new stormtrooper rushed towards the reef-like high ground like a torrent. He attacked the strong with the weak and never returned. Only water has such strength and courage, and only water has such perseverance and perseverance that is not afraid of life and death. Under this tactic of burning both jade and stones, even if he is as strong as the backbone, he could not help but be shaken.

Just as the Han army boarded the ship, the Wei army seized the opportunity to launch a charge.

"Turn the Western thieves into the river to feed the fish!" The guerrilla battalion, which was fully equipped, screamed loudly under Cao Zhao's leadership, rushed to the Han army's position like a wolf. It was like a sharp sword, and it cut the Han army into two pieces with just one blow. Countless soldiers were trampled to death by horse hooves and split by horse sabres, which was terrible. Fortunately, the water army robbed the high ground at this time and launched a firepower suppression on the Wei army with its powerful crossbow advantage. The Han army on the ship shouted, jumped ashore again, launched a counter-charge, and pushed the Wei army back to its original place.

Cao Yu's face turned pale. Xiahou Mao's Zhonglei Camp was once attacked by Wei Yan, and more than half of the casualties were killed. Although Cao Zhao was angry because of Xiahou Mao's words and felt a little unyielding, his lightning strike just now made him unable to blame him. The Zhongjian Camp was squeezed out of the high ground by the desperate force, which made him feel helpless. Could it be that the three troops of the New Fifth Battalion could not easily capture the Han army?

"The entire army rectifies and charges again!" However, it takes time for the repelled troops to reorganize.

The Han army's ships began to sail towards the west coast, the Han army on the east coast was rapidly decreasing, and the Han army's positions were rapidly declining, but the Han army's blockade was still so strong and powerful, even crazy. Yes, only the word "crazy" can accurately describe everything in front of us.

"Liu Bei, Zhuge Liang, what kind of person can lead such a steel-like team?" Cao Yu was chanting the name of the same name as his father and the name of the wise man who was known as the world's talent, and he was slightly confused. However, he issued an order, "Continue to compress the enemy, surround the ferry crossing, and eat the thieves on the high ground."

The Wei army surrounded the high ground that was choked in his throat.

The Han army's fleet headed towards the West. The vast Yellow River was filled with the unchanging Hong Tao.

The central army looked at the fleet that was leaving and laughed softly. A big hole was opened on his neck, and he simply tied it with a cloth strip, and blood almost stained his whole body. Just as he smiled on this side, blood and bubbles splashed out on his neck. His subordinates were less than a hundred people, but the enemy troops were dozens of times more. However, he whispered and sang: "Why do you say that you are in your comrade with me, Wang Yu raised his troops, repaired my spear, and had a grudge with me."

His voice was hoarse and low, as if it was a broken bellows, but it could not hide the persistence in the song.

More people reconciled: "Why don't you say you have no clothes? You have the same womb as you. Wang Yu raised his troops and repaired my spear and halberd, and worked with you."

"Ah!" A shout was like a clear phoenix. Among the Wei army, Cao Zhao led his army out and shot to the high ground like an arrow.
To be continued...