Volume 2 Meng Jin’s fierce battle Chapter 14 One step at a time, one step at a time of blood

Chapter 14: One step, one step of blood

The army continued to move forward, and Yiyang was not far away. But the further they moved forward, although Zhang Ji's army was nowhere to be seen, small groups of sneak attacks and snipers appeared one after another, but the Yingzi camp responded more ferociously.

Fight back and retaliate.

The failure of Operation Bright Sword, the "heroic sacrifice" of the two brothers, hatred and humiliation all made them extremely angry. Their Yingzi camp was like a pack of wolves, and they were injured. The injured wolves who were insulted by the failure were even more terrifying.

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They sharpened their claws and lurked quietly. Once the enemy appeared, they would vent all their depression and anger on the enemy like a storm.

Therefore, after two days, the anti-sniper battle led by the Yingzi Battalion achieved satisfactory results. Most of the gathered strength of the Xiliang Army and local armed forces was disintegrated. It was finally a little quieter and less troublesome to move forward.

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Zhang Yang is riding on a black horse, flanked by two guards, Xiaodie and Xiao'e. In front and behind are Zhou Cang's guard camps. There are not many of them, but they are all carefully selected by Zhou Cang, and are led by Huang Zhong, Xu Hou, and Zhou Cang.

These masters, trained by masters of military leadership, are all energetic and vigilant.

They will guard Zhang Yang, Xiahou Dun, Liu Bei and others in the center. At the same time, they will hold the hilt of the knife and watch the six directions. As long as there is any sign of trouble, they will unsheath the cold knife, organize everyone, and surround the lord with their bodies and blood.

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Liao Hua, with his battalion of spears, marched behind.

Now, after digesting and absorbing multiple forces several times, the total number of troops in Zhang Yang's battalions has reached nearly 4,000. Excluding those who died along the way and those who were seriously injured and left to recuperate on the spot, there are still more than 3,000 left.

Liao Hua's spear battalion has repeatedly become the backbone of the battlefield. It has performed well against cavalry attacks and faced swarming infantry, and has become a battalion that everyone in the army admires.

In addition, there were not many horses in the first place, and they were severely damaged after the bloody battle, but it was difficult to replace them. In addition, because they had to ensure the shadow camp and the wind camp, one man had two horses and three horses, the cavalry's "coming and going like the wind" running tactics were brought to the extreme.

Fengzi Ying, Divine Arm Ying

It did not expand its recruitment as the size of the entire army expanded, and most of the qualified people were filled into the spear battalion, so that the spear battalion suddenly expanded to 1,600 people, almost accounting for the current number of Zhang Yang's entire army.

half.

The performance of the Changqiang Battalion has always been reassuring, just like their commander Liao Hua. He did not feel complacent because of the performance of the Changqiang Battalion, the respect of the soldiers, and the goodwill and politeness of Xiahou Dun, Liu Bei and others. Instead, he became more and more silent and restrained.

.But he himself is like a sword that has been fully polished and carved, and he has become more and more like a general.

Although the scabbard is still quaint on the outside, its thickness and reassurance are clearly evident. And underneath his silent appearance, once the scabbard is drawn out, it will be a sharp weapon that no one dares to despise.

Huang Zhong, on the other hand, did not complain at all about the shrinking of Fengzi Camp, and rushed ahead of Zhang Yang to do the ideological work of the soldiers, reasoning with them and telling them the facts, so that they could all understand the lord's difficulties and the uncontrollable circumstances.

He is as silent as Liao Hua, but Liao Hua gives the impression that he is serious and cold as a true iron-blooded general, while Huang Zhong is as peaceful and diligent as an elder brother. But they both have a murderous spirit with every thought.

After more than ten years of fighting, enough trust, enough stage for self-development, and Zhang Yang, a time traveler with two thousand years of Chinese civilization inheritance, occasional on-demand guidance, and their diligent and tireless exploration, these two...

A veteran of hundreds of battles, he finally quickly transformed into a qualified general who could control thousands of armies and act alone.

But with such outstanding and capable talents, you will have an army that can truly fight for a long time, and you will have the possibility to settle down in this world and create a world of your own.

Thousands of armies are easy to come by, but one general is hard to find. It is almost an extravagant hope to recruit those famous generals at that time because of their reputation to promote their current power.

But Zhang Yang was lucky. When he came to this world, Liao Hua was still a trapped bandit who had been the king of the mountain for a few days; Huang Zhong was a loser who relied on water and water, was extremely unlucky, and was not reused many times.

Therefore, Zhang Yangcai used a trivial favor and absolute trust to firmly tie their hearts and make them follow him without any regrets and work hard without complaining.

Huang Zhong and Liao Hua said more than once that it was a blessing in their lives to meet a lord like him, Zhang Yang, who was like a brother to them, but they didn't know that Zhang Yang could recruit two famous generals with first-class moral character and ability, and they would die when he was so humble.

To follow him and never give up is not his flamboyant luck.

"The carriages are rolling, the horses are rustling, the swords and guns are in the hands and the bows are on the waist. The mountains and rivers are far away, and there are flags and winds, and rumors of good news spread over the palace bridge. The beacon smoke is misty, the ups and downs are small, and the scenery here is unique. Who is a hero? It depends on your own changes at present.

"Created" Zhang Yang couldn't help but recite aloud as he looked at the meandering and impressive army of his own.

Liu Bei and others who were accompanying him couldn't help but high-five themselves after hearing Zhang Yang's poems.

"Ruyi, what a poem," Xiahou Dun clapped his hands and said with a smile.

And Liu Bei also looked at Zhang Yang with admiration, and couldn't help but nod his head and said: "Ruyi is indeed both civil and military, Liu Bei admires him endlessly."

Xiaodie Xiao'e heard Zhang Yang's yin recitation and savored it carefully. Although it did not have the neat sentence structure and rhyme of the popular songs nowadays, it was also quite broad-minded and very inspiring.

Especially when they saw the approving glances from everyone, the two women naturally considered themselves responsible for the glory, and both looked happy.

But Guan Yu was the same as before, hiding behind his horse, closing his eyes and concentrating, and turning a deaf ear to everything. Zhang Fei, on the other hand, stared at the people who were praising him, and muttered: "Why don't I know what's so good about it?"

Ahead is a small hillside with luxuriant grass, overgrown trees, and stone barriers. A small river passes in front of the slope, and wisps of green smoke drift from the other side of the mountain. It seems that there are people living there.

Just when everyone was talking about the past and the present and looking forward to the future, there was a sudden sound in front of them. Zhang Yang and others were startled and asked hurriedly: "Feihao, what happened?"

"Here," Zhou Cang responded loudly, cupping his hands and cupping his fists, then rode his horse out of the battle, slowly accelerating. The soldiers in front gave way one after another, and Zhou Cang was galloping away in the blink of an eye.

After a while, Zhou Cang came back and said to Zhang Yang for security: "My lord, someone dug a trap on the road ahead. Our carriages and horses carrying grain and grass got stuck in it and couldn't move, and blocked the main road. We are organizing manpower to solve it."

Zhang Yang nodded, and Zhou Cang joined the queue. Zhang Yang turned to Xiahou Dun and others and smiled lightly: "It's an old trick."

Liu Bei nodded, sighed softly and said: "Although this is already the hinterland of Luoyang, first the Yellow Turbans smashed it into pieces. Later, Dong Zhuo occupied Luoyang and allowed the Xiliang army to burn, kill and loot all around.

Therefore, all the originally densely populated villages were abandoned. As we traveled along the way, we could see tens of miles of inhabited people and desolate patches. If not for this, we would not have had to carry so much food and grass to ensure supply."

Xiahou Dunnian nodded in agreement and said: "With these burdens, we have to choose as flat an official road as possible, which allows the enemy to set up ambushes and destroy them in a targeted manner. Moreover, because of these provisions, our marching speed is greatly reduced, and we are always defeated.

They bite and don't let go, but they never get rid of it..."

Zhang Yang also smiled painfully and said: "Sun Tzu said: Those who are good at using soldiers will no longer serve in the army, and the food will not last for three years, but they will be used for the country. Because the food is given to the enemy, the army will have enough food. If the country is poor than the teacher, it will lose far.

If you lose far away, the people will be poor; if you are close to the teacher, you will be sold at a higher price.

If you sell at a high price, the people will run out of money, and if they run out of money, they will be eager to serve in the hills. If the power is lost and the money is lost, the Central Plains will be empty at home, and the people's expenses will be reduced to seven out of ten; for the public expenses, the army will be broken, and the horses, armor, arrows, bows, halberds, shields and spears will be lost.

Oars, oxen and carts, six out of ten."

Xiahou Dun smiled and glanced at Zhang Yang, and said loudly: "Therefore, the wisdom is to feed the enemy. If you feed the enemy for one minute, I will treat you as twenty bells; if you guard against one stone of pole, I will treat you as twenty stones."

Liu Bei was also very proud and said loudly: "Thus, those who kill the enemy are angry; those who take advantage of the enemy are goods. In chariot battles, the number of chariots is ten times. The first winner will be rewarded and his flag will be replaced. The chariots will be mixed and ridden.

It is said that if soldiers are good and cultivate them, they will become stronger by defeating the enemy."

Looking at the other side of the mountain, the smoke curling from the kitchen to the northwest, Zhang Yang squinted and looked at the lively scene not far away, shouting slogans, and exerting all his strength to pull the carriages and horses that were deeply trapped in the quagmire.

Laughing loudly:

"That's what I say. It's a good idea to throw away these burdens, feed the war with war, and move forward quickly. But it's deserted and empty here, and it's the harsh winter in the first month. Where can we go to beg alms to ensure the food rations for so many of us?"

Guan Yu finally opened his eyes, glanced at the smoke from the distant mountains that contained the scent of corn, and looked at Zhang Yang with an expression on his face: "You can eat there."

Zhang Yang glanced at Guan Yu, who was always squinting with his heart as high as the sky, and sighed softly: "There is a natural disaster, and now is the time of famine. How much surplus food can those farmers have to provide us... and it is a drop in the bucket."

Zhang Fei said meaningfully: "We are the rebels who work for heaven to defeat the national traitor Dong Zhuo and let them live a stable life. Even if we ask them to donate rice and grain in exchange for land, it is understandable... Although one household has less grain.

, but you can also put your arm together into a fur coat.”

After hearing what the two brothers said, Liu Bei's face changed.

At this moment, I saw people pulling ropes in front, people using wooden stilts to lift ropes, and people shouting slogans. Just when the army was busy in a group. In the withered grass on the short slope next to the official road, suddenly,

Without any warning, a group of men and horses wearing yellow clothes appeared in the grass. They followed suit.

Walking along the threatening slope, they bowed and approached at an extremely fast speed. The men and horses parked in front of the official road, without saying a word, a well-proportioned leader at the front looked coldly, raised his hand, and suddenly there was a shower of arrows.

Like a splash of rain, it flew towards the crowd of people and horses in front of them.

"ah--"

"ah--"

These soldiers were busy fighting against the heavy carriages. They never expected that such a group of enemies armed with powerful crossbows would appear in the area that had been searched by the previous scouts and the Yingzi Battalion. Unprepared, they suddenly followed with "

There were thunderbolts of "whoosh" and "whoosh", and a large number of people and horses were turned over. The scene suddenly became a chaos.

"Don't panic, don't panic - defeat them, defeat them," the corps commander and the chief immediately waved their weapons in their hands and shouted sternly.

Seeing that many of his own men and horses fell to the ground after being hit by arrows, listening to their wails and looking at their wistful looks as they convulsed and bled and gradually died, Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly turned red.

He pointed at the group of yellow-clothed men with faces who were still bowing and approaching quickly, and shouted sternly: "God's Arm Camp——"

"drink"

"drink"

"drink"

There was a chorus of shouts, and Huang Zhong and the soldiers from the Divine Arm Battalion quickly took off their crossbows and set up their bows and arrows.

"Qi" Huang Zhong shouted, and suddenly thousands of arrows were fired. From a distance, it looked like a black locust coming from behind, whistling softly and flapping its wings.

"Swish, swish, swish" Thousands of arrows were thrown past. Although it was hasty, the dense rain of arrows still pinned many enemies to the ground. As soon as the wave of arrow rain fell, the Yellow Shirt Army fell in large areas, and a dense formation suddenly appeared.

The patches are sparse.

"Retreat" the commander quickly issued the order, and then jumped into the grass. The men in yellow shirts did not dare to fight and jumped into the grass one after another.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thought the sneak attack was over, and was about to arrange for people to treat the wounded, they heard a "crash" sound, and a group of people in yellow clothes jumped out from under the thick white snow beside the official road opposite where the group of people in yellow came from.

People in white clothes. They are also holding short crossbows.

"Swish swish"

The men and horses who had just lowered their guard were caught off guard, and many of them were facing the enemy just now. Now another wave of enemies came from behind, so they had no time to turn around and were hit by arrows in the back and abdomen.
To be continued...