Chapter 535. The Age of Poisoners

Preparing for a year, the five state heroes, and also mobilized hundreds of thousands of people to dig ponds and build ships to train the navy, but only this one night was completely destroyed, Qingzhou sea ships sixty, all kinds of building ships hundreds, large and small ships thousands, together with Liu Biao's savings for many years of Xiangyang Navy ships were also burned to ashes in Wulin.

In terms of the source of troops, even those who died of plague, were burned to death in the assault battle, were captured, and were missing, only the army, more than 100,000 of the 200,000 troops went, and the people who followed the rear team were scattered in the impact battle, and it is difficult to count how many losses there were.

The most important thing is that Cao Cao's ambition to dominate the world was also wiped out with this fire!

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Huarong County, Jingzhou, Taiping Bridge!

In history, a Guan Yu suddenly jumped out here, which scared Mr. Cao, but the real situation is that Zhuge Liang is not so godly at all, and the only thing that prevents Cao Cao's northward retreat is a swamp! During the Han Dynasty, there were still large lakes near Jingzhou that did not dry up, and this place was a swampy wetland formed after the lake retreated during the flooding period.

When Cao Cao came in, it seemed that he had made a fuss with his brother in the swamp, and in the battle of Liaodong, it was also this swamp that hindered him.

The muddy swamp, the horses' hooves trampled and trapped, and the heavy infantry could not reach the calf under one foot, but in such a muddy and difficult to walk, it was a full tens of thousands of Cao troops who pounced in the swamp, carrying knives and exhausting the dry reeds and shrubs and weeds growing in the swamp, paving the way for the army.

It is indeed exhausting, and all the soldiers who were selected to work were infected or injured in the army, or simply weak soldiers, and the survivors who barely escaped from the devastating Chibi War were already physically weak, and then standing in the cold and muddy swamp to work, it was even worse for them, and it took more than half an hour to work in a horizontal row before the army could lay a passage less than one meter wide.

But at this time, the sound of horses suddenly sounded behind him, and more than a dozen red feathers galloped over from the horse, shouting at Cao Jun in horror all the way.

"The pursuers have arrived! The pursuers have arrived! ”

In fact, in terms of troops, Zhou Yu's Wu army is only 50,000, Liu Bei is only a remnant of more than 10,000 defeated generals, and the Cao army here still has 70,000 or 80,000, and there are more than 30,000 cavalry left.

But just experienced a big defeat, the exhausted Cao army's morale almost fell to zero, both cavalry and infantry have become frightened birds, listening to the rear army warning, the former army general Zhang He ran directly across the horse, with his Hebei cavalry regardless of the muddy swamp that was only half paved.

Moreover, instead of avoiding the sick and weak Cao soldiers, he actually trampled directly on his horseback, and the weak soldiers, who were already exhausted from illness and fugitive labor, could not even run, so they trampled directly into the muddy swamp in rows, and after Zhang He's 3,000 cavalry flowed through the Huarong swamp, these tens of thousands of weak soldiers were trampled to death as many as six or seven thousand.

And what is left for those survivors is not the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, with this leader, the various departments of the Cao army that flew separately when the catastrophe came also hardened their hearts, followed closely by the rear team of Zhang He's cavalry, and also trampled on the corpses of their own robes and retreated to the north, densely trampled on one foot after another, and those who fell in the swamp and were not dead were also trampled in and drowned.

"Prime Minister! Prime minister! Little Xiahou fish! Prime Minister help! Help me! When Cao Cao himself led his guards to trample across the swamp, a terrible scream for help suddenly sounded beside him, and he was half-annihilated in the swamp, and a small colonel wearing a helmet was full of horror and cried out to him for help.

The surname Xiahou, who also knew Cao Cao, was born after the Xiahou family in Qian County, but he only glanced at him indifferently, Cao Cao continued to throw the reins of the horse and trot north, and the poor little school didn't shout a few times, and a horse's hooves behind him, whether intentionally or unintentionally, stepped on his back, and the whole body was trampled into the swamp, and after only a few bubbles bubbled, a big living person was no longer there.

However, after the entire Cao army crossed the Huarong Swamp, Sun Liu's chasing soldiers, who were shouted and shouted, never appeared.

After all, it was the Southern Army, Zhou Yu's 50,000 horses, and the cavalry were not even 5,000, and the whole army attacked and fought hard all night, and the Wu army was also exhausted, and it was easy not to pursue the Cao army, which was still strong.

But in such a cruel march, Cao Jun's illness and weakness were almost eliminated by his own people!

Plague typhoid fever was at least half, if not the whole cause of the defeat of the whole war! I have been tortured by this tattoo for more than two months, and now I have suffered a big defeat, but if I bring the plague back to Jiangbei, bring it to Xiangyang, Nanjun, Xudu, Yecheng! The pandemic that caused typhus is in danger of collapsing the Cao regime, which coincides with the great defeat, and the Central Plains will not know how many people will die of disease!

However, to be so decisive and harden your heart to do such a poisonous hand to your own people, only a ruthless Cao Cao can do it! Even if it's like a poison Jia Xu, it's a little inferior!

In this cruel era, it is really the ruthless who can survive to the end!

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Outside the plug, Xiangping!

The siege began in September, and the Battle of Xiangping, which was almost synchronized with the Battle of Chibi, also came to an end.

Although the wrong siege order was launched at the wrong time, the victory still belonged to the Liaodong Army, there was no way, Wang Houjun was too tyrant!

Let's take injuries, for example! The same arrow or a knife, the wound is not deep, this is the most common situation on the battlefield, the soldiers of the Liaodong Army were quickly dragged back to the field hospital in Ma'anshan, the hospital has some traumatic medical treatment of the eternal fire of the old way to take care of the treatment, immediately there are repeated distillation of high liquor for disinfection, and then the wounded soldiers can lie on the warm kang wrapped in cotton gauze to recuperate, every meal has meat and eggs to eat full, after more than ten days is a good man.

But Xiangpingjun, then there is no such good treatment! If you are hit by an arrow or a knife, find a rag to wrap the wound, and those who can move have to go into battle, and those who can't move will find a place to die! In the cold night of Liaodong, there can be hundreds or even thousands of wounded soldiers who freeze to death, such a fierce battle attrition, coupled with the lack of materials and exhaustion, although it is dangerous to defend Xiangping, and there is a threat of death, but the morale of the Xiangping defenders is still like an avalanche of rout.

On the wall, hundreds of Jinzhou Brigade sergeants have been killed, and they are sweating and fighting with the Xiangping defenders who have been frozen and hungry.

However, Wang Hou, who was wearing a dogskin hat under the city, was not happy at all, but looked at the Jiangnan War Report that was sent back by the Flying Pigeon of the Military Statistics Survey Bureau with a worried face.

History repeats itself after all!

Although it was difficult to accept, but he exhaled a breath of white air, and Wang Hou's heart couldn't help but fall in the discomfort, and it was happier to have a quasi-letter than to be undecided! Pinching the crumpled Feige to pass the book for a few seconds, Wang Hou bared his teeth and shouted again.

"Come on, bring that bastard boy Cao Zhang to Lao Tzu!"