Yuwenzhao secretly resented these Northern Zhou generals who tried their best to excuse Yuchi Jong. Now the commander in chief is no longer Yuchi Jong, but me. But from your tone, you really don’t take me seriously.
, in a daze, this is still Yuchi Jiong's army, and this king is just Yuchi Jiong's subordinate.
Everything is still based on protecting Yuchi Jiong's interests as the army's mission.
But it turns out that Yuchi Jiong’s interests are indeed the interests of Zhou Dynasty. Is this still the case now?
Luoyang, is it a place of death or a place that must be saved?
Yu Wenzhao realized that he had no choice. If he did not go to Luoyang, the army might mutiny and fall apart today.
So no matter where Luoyang is, I have to bite the bullet and go there.
Otherwise, if he returns to Yecheng as a polished commander, I am afraid that he will not get any chance to continue to be appointed in this life. Although Yu Wenxian knows that at this juncture, his family can still be relied on, but the premise is that this family is not a waste.
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Letting a loser lead the army is no different from committing suicide.
"Let's go to Luoyang!" Yu Wenzhao gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
The worst case scenario is to die in Luoyang. Am I really afraid of Yu Chijiong and Li Xingchen?
Fei Yejinli didn't expect that Yuwenzhao would actually make up his mind to go to Luoyang, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. But now that the matter was over, he could only bite the bullet and go with Yuwenzhao.
The generals around him were even more happy.
Their expressions were all seen by Yu Wenzhao. Yu Wenzhao frowned and felt even more dissatisfied. But that was all he could do. After all, he only commanded this army for half a month. Of course, he was later than Captain.
Very different.
But I have to tell them with practical actions that I am a more qualified coach than Yu Chijun!
Moreover, Yu Chijiong, a guy with evil intentions, I don’t know whether he really wants to defend Luoyang or is acting with Li Xinchen. I might as well reveal Yuchi Jiong’s true face and let you see what kind of person Yuchi Jiong is.
people!
Lu Zicai stood on Mang Mountain and looked far into the distance. He could have a panoramic view of the slowly moving army on the north bank of Gushui.
Mang Mountain is not a mountain, but a small mountain range extending from northwest to southeast. The mountain height is one hundred feet, and it belongs to the remaining range of Mang Mountain. Although the top of the mountain where Lu Zicai was standing at this time is also called Mang Mountain, it is actually only the western end of Mang Mountain.
It's just a relatively high hill.
He originally thought that it was too late for him to run over after receiving the order, but Yuwen Zhao did not disappoint him. The army slowly crossed the valley and stayed for a long time before turning towards Luoyang City.
go ahead.
By this time, it is estimated that all the troops sent by the Han army to take over Henan City had already entered the city.
Lu Zicai was still very happy that Yu Wenzhao finally moved towards Luoyang City. He had laid many ambushes in Mang Mountain and was waiting for Yu Wenzhao to take the bait. If Yu Wenzhao moved towards Mengjin again, Lu Zicai would have to give up what he had done before.
After making all the arrangements, he then led the army to pursue them all the way. It was unclear whether they could catch up. If they did, they would not be able to wait for work and arrange their troops calmly like they are now.
At this time, Yu Wenzhao did not know that the hills ahead were full of dangers, nor did he know that his movements had already been detected by the Han army sentries everywhere in the field and even the white-robed men lurking in the army.
He quietly reported it to the Han army.
He didn't have much experience in commanding troops and horses in combat. He didn't realize at all that his slow march and changing march route gave the enemy time to make arrangements calmly. He might even have naively thought that at this time,
The Han army was still busy "acting" with Yuchi Jiong in Luoyang City, so they would not set up an ambush at Mang Mountain at all.
After all, preconceived ideas have made Yu Wenzhao more and more accepting that Luoyang itself is a trap, so he naturally does not think that the Han army will go far away to Mang Mountain to set up an ambush.
"Is this Yu Wen's move intentional or does he really not know how to fight?" Lu Zicai was confused when he saw the Northern Zhou army marching all the way into Mang Mountain in a marching formation.
What does it mean?
Do you just look down on us so much?
Lu Zhiwu could no longer hold himself back and said to Lu Zicai: "General, are we ready to fight?"
Lu Zicai glanced at him: "Wait."
Lu Zhiwu held a grass stem in his mouth to cover up his inner restlessness.
The Northern Zhou army has gradually passed under the nose. There are no sentries and no scouts scattered around to detect whether there is an ambush. This long snake formation is like a fat fish.
When the Northern Zhou army had passed through less than half of the troops, Lu Zicai suddenly waved his hand: "Hit!"
"Boom!" Countless thunderbolts were thrown directly from the hillside by the Han army soldiers.
Before leaving, Li Xingchen specially ordered several boxes of thunderbolts to be brought over. He even planted thunderbolts that were originally unique to the Yulin Cavalry on the mountain road ahead. Suddenly, there were explosions in the valley, and the people on the mountains on both sides
When crossbowmen and musketeers shoot at the same time, there is almost no need for them to aim at the target. As long as the arrows and bullets in their hands can be fired, the enemy will most likely hit the target.
At the same time, the stones and several big trees that had been prepared on the mountain road ahead rolled down at the same time, blocking the road all of a sudden. The Han soldiers held their breath.
The valley was filled with the screams of the Northern Zhou army and the continuous gunfire of the Han army.
The Northern Zhou army recovered and did not fight back, but began to turn around and run back.
In the narrow valley, some of the Northern Zhou troops were moving forward, some were moving backward, and they were huddled together in a mess, almost becoming a living target for the Han army.
Yu Wenzhao's flag was hit by a thunderbolt, and when the explosion was set off, the flag collapsed.
This time the Northern Zhou army fell into complete chaos.
"Kill!" Lu Zicai ordered.
Lu Zhiwu, who was impatient for a long time, put down his musket, drew out his horizontal sword and rushed down the mountain. The Han army soldiers on the slopes on both sides also roared down, and the red flags rose among the yellow autumn trees.
More and more came, and soon the entire hillside was flooded.
The sound of muskets gradually stopped, and even the musketeers of the Han army fixed their bayonets and rushed down together with the large number of infantry.
If you don't beat the drowned dog now, when will you wait?
Lu Zicai stood up. He and many Han soldiers were either hiding behind big trees or lying in the ravines washed by rain on the mountains. Or the Han army had dug many trenches on site for people to hide, so they stood up at this time.
The body is covered in dust.
Lu Zicai clapped his hands and patted his clothes and armor.
Although he was a civil servant when he was young, he was actually an out-and-out Confucian general, so he paid more attention to his image than those big bosses.
At this time, the enemies at the foot of the mountain were not even as good as the dust on his body in Lu Zicai's eyes.