Probably God saw that Zhang Hua had made great contributions to the Liangzhou rebellion with his brother Zhang Gong, so after he lost the chance to rescue Yuzhong, God gave him another chance.
Just when he was almost losing confidence by the opponent's calculations, his nephew appeared.
Zhang led the last soldiers of Jincheng and appeared at the rear of the Han army, forming a pincer attack with him.
The Wei cavalry, which continued to look for opportunities along the left wing, passed the news to Zhang Hua as quickly as possible.
Zhang Hua was ecstatic, drew his sword and shouted: "Organize the army! Organize the army!"
The appearance of reinforcements boosted the morale of the Wei army.
Although there was no communication between the two sides, Shi Zhangjiu, the chief of Jincheng who led the army, was more talented than his uncle Zhang Hua.
When he saw the stalemate on the battlefield ahead, he personally led the cavalry to the rear of the Han army.
Generally speaking, being attacked from behind is a disaster.
But it is a pity that a certain monarch who was born as a country boy and always wanted to be nine points sure knew what a battlefield reserve team was.
Therefore, he has been holding on to the mobile reserve force of Jiang Wei and the Tiger Infantry, and will never use it easily until the last moment.
Therefore, the Wei cavalry coming from the rear of the Han army did not take advantage of it, but ran headlong into the tiger infantry trained by the Han Prime Minister himself.
If the Mo Dao Army is an iron wall, then the Tiger Infantry is a giant sponge, absorbing the powerful impact of the cavalry and then digesting it.
Feng Yong watched the Tiger Infantry at the rear turning slowly, wiping out the first wave of charge from Jincheng's reinforcements, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Yuan ran back sweating profusely, "Chief, we have found out. There are about three thousand Cao thieves in the rear, but no more than four thousand at most."
"Okay!" Feng Yong nodded, "You go to the Tiger Infantry Army again and pass this news to General Jiang."
"promise!"
Zhang Yuan saluted, turned around and ran away again.
Whether it is three thousand or four thousand, Feng Yong can rest assured when facing the Tiger Infantry led by Jiang Wei.
On the contrary, Jiang Wei felt extremely pressured.
Because this was the first time he led an army alone, and at the same time he was fighting against cavalry with infantry.
When he saw Cao Cao charging, his whole body tensed up and he loudly ordered: "Raise the white flag!"
The military formation representing the direction of Jingmen slowly rotated following the commander's flag.
It wasn't until the first wave of Wei cavalry charges were successfully repelled that Jiang Wei's heart dropped to its original position again.
He was refreshed, pleasantly surprised and confident, and he quickly began to order the flags and drums to be changed.
However, the sound of fighting and drumming from behind reached Zhang Ni's ears, and he felt slightly anxious: Hearing this noise, he was afraid that the worst-case scenario would occur.
But he couldn't take care of the battlefield, and the Wei cavalry who had crossed the water again were wandering around, so he had to force himself to focus on the front of the battle.
At the same time, I was thinking secretly in my heart: I just hope that General Jiang can take on important tasks as Junhou thought.
However, the one under greatest pressure at this time was not Jiang Wei's side, but Jufu, who was defending the river frontally.
Compared with yesterday, the antlers and trenches that had been cleared in front of Wudang Camp after half a day and a night had been completely destroyed in less than an hour.
The Cao thieves seemed to be going crazy now. They were constantly coming from the opposite side, giving Wudang camp no chance to breathe.
Jufu was forced to go into battle with a sword and killed several thieves in a row. Then he led his men to close the gap opened by Cao thieves.
"here we go again!"
"The inexhaustible thief! Let's see how I teach you a lesson!"
Jufu shouted, "Come with me!"
The Wei army who led the charge was wearing iron armor and looked at least like a military lord.
He held a knife, followed by dozens of Wei soldiers, rushing towards the gap that could only be repaired.
At this time, an iron arrow suddenly shot out from the side, hitting the unprotected neck of the Wei Junjunhou, and directly penetrated his neck.
The military lord staggered a few steps following his inertia, and fell to the ground clutching his hands.
Jufu, who was about to fight, jumped out of the corner of his eye. He looked in the direction of the arrow and saw several figures shaking in the rear right corner. They were holding heavy crossbows with a slightly strange style and taking aim.
"night Hunter?"
Jufu's face lit up.
The Dark Night Camp is the elite soldiers selected and trained by the king himself.
Although there are not many people, each one is selected from hundreds of people, and everyone has unique skills.
The Night Hunters of the Dark Night Camp are crossbowmen, and their special heavy crossbows are their most obvious symbol.
Although there are only about ten of them, for Jufu, their ability can at least reduce the pressure of a square formation.
As expected, when the Wei army tried to charge back from the direction where they were almost breached today, their leader always fell down for no apparent reason.
The sun gradually rose to the middle of the sky, and countless people on both sides of the Han and Wei Dynasties fell. Even the river water began to turn red, and the blood flowed northward along the river and poured into the river.
However, under the attack from the front and back by the Wei army, the Han army finally couldn't stand it any longer.
The sound of ringing gold came, and the Han army continued to retreat, retreating back to the simple camp.
Zhang Hua laughed out loud when he saw all this, raised his sword and shouted: "Cross the water! Cross the water! The Shu captives can no longer stop us!"
Wei Jun cheered loudly.
"Your Majesty, why should we retreat to the camp when we can obviously hold it?"
Zhang Ni's whole body was soaked with sweat. He hurriedly walked up to the highest point in the center of the camp, his face anxious, "If this happens, I'm afraid the Cao thieves will escape!"
"Boqi, don't panic."
Feng Yong stood on the high platform, watching the Wei troops on the other side entering the water one after another, with a calm face.
He handed the binoculars to Zhang Yi and pointed him in a direction: "Look over there."
Zhang Ni held up the telescope and looked in the direction pointed by Feng Yong, and saw a red tide coming towards this direction.
"It's our army!"
Zhang Ni suddenly put down the telescope, his face showed a look of ecstasy, and he looked at Feng Yong in disbelief.
Feng Yong also had a smile on his face and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Wei Yan finally did not disappoint me."
"I asked the soldiers to return to the camp to let them rest for a while and replenish some food. I will only wait for the arrival of the army before attacking."
"Youdao builds up strength in one go, then weakens again, and then exhausts itself in three attempts. Cao Cao's thieves saw us getting out of the way, and rushed to cross the water again. His energy has weakened. When the army arrives, his morale will be exhausted."
At this point, Feng Yong showed a sneer on his face again, "Jincheng's reinforcements rushed here to help, and they did not hesitate to use their horsepower. In addition, they charged anxiously to relieve the Cao thieves on the east bank."
"Even if the horses can survive the continuous attacks in such hot weather, are the soldiers of Wei State invincible?"
It is nearly fifty miles from Jincheng to here.
Judging from the time when the Jincheng reinforcements appeared, the cavalry must have been on their way.
You traveled fifty miles and fought with the Tiger Troops for so long in such scorching heat. I don't believe you still have the strength to run back to Jincheng safely.
When Zhang Yi heard this, he was suddenly shocked: "Do you want to keep everyone here?"
Feng Yong smiled slightly: "Isn't this good? If we keep all these Cao thieves, we can win the Golden City without any bloodshed, so as to avoid the bloodshed of the soldiers attacking the city."
"If the city wall is damaged, shouldn't it be rebuilt? Then the prime minister will most likely ask the Qiang Protector's Office to pay for it."
Feng Junhou said this with a look of pain on his face, "How much food did it cost me to build a Pingxiang city?"
When Zhang Ni heard that "Jincheng was captured without bloodshed", he was in awe of the king's plan.
Unexpectedly, I almost choked when I heard the second half.
Think about it, after recapturing Longyou last year, the Han Dynasty has been investing money and food in Longyou.
Only the Huqiang Xiaowei Mansion harvested a batch of wool at the beginning of spring today.
Then the monarch drove tens of thousands of animals from Longyou.
Finally, the Xianbei barbarians sent another 30,000 animals in exchange for woolen materials and grain. Anyway, there were rumors somewhere that the prices of woolen materials and grain seemed a bit high?
After these actions, even the people in the Longyou Governor's Mansion knew that the soldiers protecting the Qiang Colonel's Mansion were eating meat every moment.
Zhang Ni thought for a while, if he were the prime minister, the worst he could do would be to bring Jincheng under the control of the Huqiang Xiaowei Mansion.
Anyway, everyone knows that the king is good at planning and fighting, and he has tigers and wolves under his command. Isn't it appropriate to defend the golden city? You will not be responsible for repairing the city then?
Where did the money and food come from to build the city?
That must be a Qiang-protecting captain's mansion with 50,000 to 60,000 livestock on hand, and at the same time, there are more than a dozen pastures and five wool spinning workshops under its control!
From this point of view, Junhou... is indeed far-sighted.
Feng Junhou in the camp was calculating his money and provisions, but Zhang Hua, who was crossing the water, felt an unknown feeling.
"General, general, it's not good!"
A primary school student came from behind in a panic, and even because he ran too fast and couldn't exert his strength in the water, the primary school student suddenly fell in the water, flopped twice, and could not stand up.
"Hurry up and help him up!" Zhang Hua ordered quickly and asked urgently, "What happened?"
The young principal who was helped up by his guards looked pale: "General, the Han army, the Han army is catching up!"
The small school's words made Zhang Hua feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.
The water, which was obviously cool, seemed to suddenly become extremely cold.
Zhang Hua didn't even want to believe what the principal said, and his lips trembled: "Impossible! The Han army is attacking Yuzhong and has not caught up at all!"
Is this Wei Yan sick? Is he sick?
I deliberately stayed at Shanguan for one night while you were busy attacking Yuzhong.
I left the mountain pass, you catch up?
Could it be that you captured Yuzhong in just half a day?
Impossible, impossible!
In despair, he gained infinite hope, and then fell into the abyss from infinite hope. The ups and downs, the feeling of being played with in the palm of his hand, Zhang Hua could no longer bear.
Coupled with the scorching sun, he felt his chest was extremely heavy and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
The commander is still like this, let alone the soldiers below?
"The Shu army is coming from behind!"
The Wei army, which had not yet crossed the water, was horrified. The morale at the front was like a rainbow, but suddenly it collapsed like a mountain.
Don’t worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality.
The Han army in front has already moved out of the way, and some of my colleagues have reached the other side. Why should I stay here?
Without being driven back by the Han troops behind them, the Wei troops jumped into the water one after another. Many people trampled on each other, and some even fell into the water and were stepped on by their comrades behind them and could not get up again.
The chaos that followed soon spread to the West Bank.
At this time, Jincheng Chief Shi Zhangjiu, who was leading the army to force the Han army back to the camp, was setting up defenses to the west of the Han army's camp to prevent the Han army from fighting against the trapped beasts.
At the same time, he was about to send someone to contact his clan uncle when he heard a huge noise from the river bank ahead.
"what happened?"
Zhang didn't know what was happening before him, so he shouted and asked.
Before he could figure out the situation, the Wei army that originally came from the east bank and defended the east side of the camp began to waver.
"The Shu army is coming from behind!"
Wei Jun, who followed and hurriedly climbed ashore, shouted in panic.
The Han army, who thought they had been forced back to the camp and did not dare to come out, suddenly heard loud drums and fired a dense burst of arrow feathers from the camp.
At the same time, the gate of the village was opened wide, and the Han army, which had recovered some of its strength, rushed out again.
The Wei army guarding in front of the stronghold was shaken due to the chaos at the rear, but Zhang Hua vomited blood and fainted, leaving no one to command him for a while.
As soon as they were attacked by the Han army, and because no one came to support them, they collapsed without even a few attempts to resist.
Some people were even forced back into the river, where dozens of people drowned.
The army led by Zhang Hua finally became completely confused.
"Hold on! Don't panic!"
The soldiers sent out to try to maintain order were swept away by the surging troops and disappeared.
The chaos is completely out of control.
"Quick, go find the prefect!"
Although Zhang Jiu did not fully understand what happened, he was caught off guard and could only strictly defend his position and at the same time not forget to ask people to find Zhang Hua.
Seeing that the Wei army coming from the east bank suddenly became chaotic, Zhang was at a loss.
Who are you? What are you doing?
What about the planned attack on the Han army?
Zhang Jiu's eyes began to turn red with anxiety.
When he heard the shouting of killing from the front again, his eyes turned from red with anger to despair: "I wish I could be your mother!"
The situation took a turn for the worse, and Zhang simply could not accept this fact at once.
"General, I heard people shouting outside, saying that the Han army behind them is catching up!"
The personal guard who finally got the news came back in panic to report.
Looking at the defeated troops running all over the mountains and fields, Zhang smiled miserably and said, "We have fallen short. Jincheng no longer belongs to the Wei Dynasty! Liangzhou is over!"
He drew his sword in his hand and slashed the stone angrily. Sparks flew everywhere: "Xu Miao is just a civil servant. He only knows how to govern the people but not how to fight the war!"
"Jincheng in Yuzhong is the gateway to Liangzhou, and Xiping cannot reach Liangzhou's fingertips. Losing Xiping and Liangzhou can still be saved, but losing Jincheng, how can Liangzhou be safe?"
"General, let's withdraw!"
The guard urged.
"Evacuate? Where to retreat?"
Zhang pointed his sword at the battlefield that had become chaotic, "If we turn around and look back, do you believe that those broken troops will be able to break up our formation?"
"Besides, even if we can go back, what can we do to defend Jincheng?"
Hearing what Zhang said, all the generals and commanders around him felt as if they were mourning for their heirs.
Governor Zhang had taken away most of Jincheng's troops and was now being driven away by the Han army like pigs and dogs.
The reinforcements they brought out this time are already the last foundation for Jincheng. Now they can neither advance nor retreat.
Gone, all gone.
The commander-in-chief no longer had to worry about chasing the defeated troops. Wei Yan rode his horse and entered the camp "stomp, stomp, stomp".
At a glance, I saw a man standing at the highest point of the camp, holding an oil umbrella to shade him from the sun. He stood there alone, looking aloof and independent.
He drove his horse down, looked up at Feng Yong above, and said nothing.
Feng Yong, who was wearing a thin Confucian shirt, looked down at him and said, "I thought you wouldn't come!"
The weather was so hot that Feng Junhou, who was wearing iron armor, almost suffocated to death. As soon as the Wei army was defeated and it was determined that there was no more danger, a certain rustic immediately put on a cool light shirt.
Wei Yan, who didn't understand the situation, was slightly surprised when he saw that Feng Yong was so calm and calm, with the air of a Confucian general, and his face remained unchanged.
This young man Feng could still look like this despite being attacked from both sides by Cao's thieves. He really looked like a general.
Recalling that the Prime Minister also wears a feather fan and a turban, drives a four-wheeled car in and out, and always looks calm and composed, Wei Yan couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
"Come here and see if you're dead. Maybe I can make it in time to collect your body."
Feng Yong laughed and was not angry. He suddenly asked a question: "Is the engineering camp easy to use?"
Although he didn't like this kid, Wei Yan had to admit: "It's good for attacking cities."
"So you wish I were dead and want to inherit my engineering camp?"
Feng Yong sneered.
Zhang Yuan, who was standing below and obeying orders at any time, suddenly lowered his head and bit his tongue to prevent himself from laughing out loud.
When a son inherits from his father, that is called inheritance.
Is the mountain chief planning to become the master of General Wei?
It's just that Wei Yan is a big boss, how can he know the viciousness of Feng Langjun's words?
He frowned, feeling that this was not a good thing to say, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.
He knew that this man's tongue was as sharp as a knife, and few people could compete with him.
Moreover, this kid's identity is different from the past. My own identity can no longer suppress him.
Seeing this boy standing peacefully on a high place enjoying the cool breeze and not being killed by the Cao thieves for the time being, he snorted and didn't reply.
Just turn the horse's head and walk towards the outside of the camp, leaving this guy's territory.