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Six hundred and fiftieth chapters transfer

In the thick darkness, Liu Hong's army retreated without chaos.

Most of Youzhou's assault cavalry are light cavalry, so they retreat very quickly.

Yang Zheng glanced at the cavalry beside him, and realized that he could catch up with them, but he was blind. Liu Hong was a local snake, and he was a powerful dragon. If he stepped into a ditch, it would be bad.

It is a taboo for military strategists to have cavalry engage in a decisive battle in the dark.

The real highlight is Tuoba Liwei and Chen Qian, "Have Chen Qian and Ma Long engaged in battle?"

The battle with Liu Hong proved that the scouts were reliable, and the investment and training in the scouts over the years were worth it.

"The two armies faced each other in Yangyuan. Governor Ma guarded the west bank of Luoshui and used 20,000 troops to block Chen Qian's 50,000-strong army from attacking three times. Chen Qian could not advance even an inch!" Li Shen, the captain of the scout camp, felt much more confident this time.

This man was born in the Li family of Longxi. He was good at both civil and military affairs and had a flexible mind. He accumulated merit over several years and was promoted from a soldier to a captain, a hawk and a wolf general.

The Li family in Longxi is considered the most sober powerful person in Qin.

He devoted himself to military exploits and did not collude with other powerful men in Longyou.

In the Dutian Rebellion, even the Huangfu family was involved, but the Li family was not implicated.

"Okay!" Yang Zheng praised.

Blocking Liu Hong to the south and Chen Qian to the east, Tuoba Xianbei is almost the food in the bowl.

Ma Long's ability was obviously stronger than that of Chen Qian.

Therefore, the east side has no worries for the time being, but the Liu Yuan tribe in the west has jumped very high in recent years. He is determined to make things difficult for him and threatens the safety of the food roads behind Dingxiang and Yunzhong. Unless this person is removed, he will be too great a threat.

"Pang Qing listens to the order and gives you five thousand troops to guard Yangyuan. Liu Hong is not allowed to cross Huanchi!"

"Take the order!" Pang Qing held his hand.

Five thousand men is a bit weak, but it is not difficult to defend by the river.

Yang Zheng led more than 20,000 cavalry to the west.

Many soldiers were half asleep and half-awake while holding their horses' necks, and some were eating dried meat and drinking strong wine directly on the horses' backs.

The Southern Xiongnu is backed by Henan, and comes from the same lineage as Tiefu, Tuge, and Zahutong, and has great development potential.

If we ignore them in this battle and let them get in Tuoba Xianbei's favor, they might as well cheer up.

In recent years, Liu Yuan's reputation has become more and more famous. Scholars from Hebei Province have defected to him, and Xiongnu heroes have attached themselves to him. He also has five Xiongnu governors given by the Sima family. His reputation is justifiable.

"Liu Yuan has traveled a long distance from Dingxiang and is stationing troops in the Yin Pavilion to train his horse power." The scouts had already locked Liu Yuan's position.

"My subordinates sent out rangers to intercept and kill the Xiongnu scouts. The enemy did not know that our army was approaching." Li Shen cupped his hands and said.

"Not bad." Yang Zheng praised.

Li Shen's face turned red.

The moon is high in the sky and the night is deep.

The cavalry's bodies were covered with a thin layer of white frost, and the horses' mouths and noses exhaled long streams of white gas.

The soldiers had a slightly tired look on their faces. After all, they had not dismounted their horses all day long and were running back and forth.

But the fighter plane is fleeting.

Liu Yuan was not an ordinary steppe tycoon, but a descendant of Maodun Chanyu of the Xiongnu. He was a direct descendant of the orthodox Luotang family, and he was well versed in sinology. He had an inexplicable relationship with the Wang family of Taiyuan. Neither the Xiongnu nor the Central Plains regarded him as an outsider.

"Speed ​​up, don't worry about the horsepower!" Yang Zheng ordered.

"only!"

After the order was passed down, the soldiers changed their mounts on the galloping horses.

After driving all night, when we were approaching the underworld, a heavy fog suddenly arose, making it impossible to distinguish anything twenty steps away.

"Heaven will help your Majesty to destroy the Southern Huns!" Zhao Aqi said excitedly.

Heavy fog can hide one's tracks.

But the cavalry had to slow down and move slowly, relying on scouts to get information.

"Your Majesty, there are still twenty miles left!"

"Your Majesty, there are still ten miles left!"

"Five miles!"



The scouts reported back and forth again and again, and finally when a dark red streak passed through the haze in the east, Yang Zheng also saw the shadow of Yin Guan Cheng Model Lake.

Torches crackled in the morning mist.

The Huns' chatter and curses could be heard vaguely, and they were all in Chinese.

In the early years of Jianwu in the Eastern Han Dynasty, King You'ao of the Richu Dynasty went south to make his capital away from Shizuo Kingdom City. It has been more than 260 years ago.

Later Wei Wu divided the southern Huns into five tribes, and the Huns had long been no different from the Han people.

Historically, the Sima family had always been on strict guard against Liu Yuan until the Rebellion of the Eight Kings...

"Your Majesty, the vanguard has crossed the moat, and the enemy thinks they have discovered it!" Zhao Ah Qi said happily.

God has always taken care of the Sima family, but he didn't expect that it would be his turn this time.

Without this heavy fog, the best we could do was defeat them.

"I have a hundred elite scouts under my command who are very good at climbing and assassinating. I am willing to personally lead the team to climb up the city wall and open the city gate!" Li Shen said, cupping his hands.

"Yes!" Yang Zheng did not refuse.

After all, the enemy has a city in hand, so if they attack by force, a lot of effort will be wasted.

The morning fog was getting thicker and thicker, and it was almost impossible to see my fingers.

During autumn and winter, this kind of heavy fog is not uncommon.

Yang Zheng was physically tired, but his spirit was extremely high. He had just eaten some fried noodles with dried meat and drank some strong wine to warm himself up, when he heard a loud roar coming from the mist, "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Suddenly, there was a huge chaos in the underworld, followed by shouts of death coming from all directions.

Arrows and rocks were thrown randomly from the top of the city, and a few arrows fell weakly at Yang Zheng's feet.

Failed?

The heavy fog is like a tide rising from the ground to the sky, and then pouring down to the ground from the sky with the wind. It is impossible to know what is happening around you.

Messaging also becomes incredibly slow.

Everything has pros and cons. The fog hides the traces, but it is also difficult to distinguish between friend and foe.

At this time, the level of middle and lower-level officers can only be tested.

"Protect the king!" Lin Sen shouted, and more than 500 personal guards held up their shields and closely guarded Yang Zheng.

"Great Qin is invincible!"

"Unify the mountains and rivers!"

There were handover signals everywhere, but the scene became increasingly chaotic.

Amidst the sounds of swordsmen and soldiers, there were screams everywhere, and it was unclear how the battle was going.

After about half an hour, the sound of fighting became quieter.

"Those who surrender will not be killed!" shouted the Qin army soldiers from the city.

Yang Zheng was heartbroken.

The Qin army has always had strict military discipline. Each has a Xuanyi general and each camp has a Xuanyi man, who can convey Yang Zheng's will to every soldier.

Therefore, this kind of chaotic fighting is precisely the advantage of the Qin army.

"Great Qin is invincible!"

While I was meditating, a group of men and horses suddenly appeared in the heavy fog to the south. They were looming in the fog. They were all riding tall horses, but their armor could not be seen clearly.

I just feel murderous.

Lin Sen was about to reply when Yang Zheng suddenly pulled him away. Responding at this time would only reveal his position.

If it were the Qin army, even if they didn't know Yang Zheng's location, they would never come from the south.

Either the army was defeated, or Liu Yuan took advantage of the muddy waters to fish for his own fish.

Zhao Ahqi also reacted and ordered his soldiers to be on guard.

The big shield was raised and the spear stood straight.

"Great Qin is invincible!"

There was another loud shout from the opposite side, the war horses were already galloping, and the surging mist carried the smell of blood.

From the sound of hoofbeats, we can tell that the opponent is at least five hundred riders away.

There is no doubt about the quality of the soldiers. Everyone is selected from the army. Life and death are truly considered. Every soldier's family history is given special care.

I can go up the sword mountain and go down the sea of ​​fire for Yang Zheng.

If he escapes, his whole family will be beheaded.

Yang Zheng was basically certain that the other party was an enemy.
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