Chapter 2 Like the Abyss Section 29 Koi Yi heard that the Ma Ji River was lost, and he was so angry that he was about to lead people to the battlefield.

"Wen Chou can afford to lose this person, I can't afford to lose it. He couldn't hold a river embankment with 8,000 people, what was he doing alive, he was killed by a headlong crash. Yang Feng hurriedly pulled him down,

"I'll go, maybe there's a reason for that." Horse Cheek River. The sky was gray in the depths of winter, the clouds were thick, and there was not a trace of the sun in sight.

The howling cold wind swept across the battlefield in gusts, and the strong smell of blood floated in the air, making people suffocate and vomit.

The surface of the Horse Cheek River is full of corpses, the clear water has been stained red with blood, the river water flows slowly in the cracks of people, and the sound of desire and desire is like a dead resentful soul whimpering in a low voice.

On the embankment on both sides, there were dead corpses, soldiers on both sides piled up in the mud in various postures, and several broken battle flags stubbornly rushed out of the corpse pile, screaming in the wind.

A spear carried a bloody head, long hair that had been loosened from blood had turned into wisps of maroon whips, and a pair of terrifying, painful, and hateful eyes were looking at the countless flags that were hunting on the other side, as if they were about to turn into ghosts and sweep them away.

A large hand stroked and gently closed the eyes. Gongsun Chan looked down at the blood stains on his hands, and a trace of pain appeared on his handsome face.

As soon as he grasped the hilt of the spear, he pulled out the spear that had pierced the two corpses with great force, and pulled the head off.

Holding a spear in one hand and a head in the other, Gongsun Chan stepped on the stiff corpse and slowly walked up the embankment.

The sound of killing shook the sky. Within 200 steps ahead, on the battlefield more than a mile long, tens of thousands of soldiers forgot about life and death, and fought fiercely.

On the hills and slopes in the distance, the ballistae of the Northern Xinjiang Army were roaring, countless long arrows were whistling in the air, and the dense arrows were like rain, wantonly devouring the lives of each other.

In this distance, the Youzhou army had no strength to fight back except for running hard with courage and hatred.

Pieces of soldiers fell on the muddy depression. Gongsun Chan watched silently for a while, then raised his legs and walked forward.

A group of guards raised their shields and surrounded him,

"My lord, the front is too dangerous, please stay here." Gongsun Chan didn't speak, and continued to walk very stubbornly.

A dense burst of crossbow arrows came, and several of the guards in the most platoon suddenly let out a terrible howl, and their sturdy bodies flew upside down and smashed into Gongsun Zhan's feet.

Crossbow arrows pierced shields, nailed into their armor, and took their lives. A group of guards couldn't help but say, and set up Gongsun Chan to retreat quickly.

The head in Gongsun Zhan's hand fell to the ground. A soldier who was holding his injured thigh and screaming loudly suddenly saw the rolling head on the ground, and immediately jumped up as if he had been treasured, and hugged him in his arms.

That's money. Several wounded soldiers in the vicinity found it at the same time, and everyone shouted and rushed over excitedly to grab it.

The long arrows roared and shot the soldiers in an instant. The old crooked man was kicked up and fell to the ground on his back.

He didn't dare to stay, so he crawled out of the crowd and hid behind a pile of corpses, gasping for air.

From morning to afternoon, there was almost no panting, the old crooked hands and feet were already numb, and his clothes and armor were already stained with blood, and the heavy, pungent blood made him dizzy.

He spat out the blood in his mouth, wiped the sweat from his head, and threw the war knife in his hand aside. The knife has been curled up, missing a few cuts, and cannot be used.

This is the seventh knife he used today, and he can't remember how many people these seven knives have killed. At the beginning, he still remembered, but then he was so dizzy that he couldn't even distinguish between heaven and earth, where did he remember it.

He looked up at the ballistas roaring on the hillside and cursed a few words. Due to the loss of the embankment, the army withdrew to the hillside near the embankment, and the strong archers and crossbow artillery suddenly came into play.

He and his group of brothers could only stay at the edge of the depression and kill the enemies who rushed through the arrow array, which he found very unpleasant compared to the fierce fighting on the river bank before.

The crooked stomach of the old man screamed uncontrollably. After killing for a few hours, the few dry cakes in his arms have long been eaten.

"Everyone in the Bingcao camp should be killed, for such a long time, no ordnance, no food, I want Lao Tzu to die......" He scolded fiercely, reaching into his arms and touching it, hoping to find some cake crumbs.

I didn't touch the cake, but I touched a few strings of money. The old man grinned crookedly and smirked. The current Yellow Turban Army is different, everyone has money.

Taking advantage of the free time of the fierce battle, the old crooked searched for a whole string of money from many dead corpses. This time I sent it. The old crooked looked back at the battlefield strewn with corpses, and then at the soldiers who were shouting and fighting bloodily, and suddenly bent down and quickly rushed towards the pile of dead people.

He searched the corpses of more than a dozen enemy soldiers in a row, and found a lot of results, and then found a piece of meatloaf. The old crooked took it under his nose and sniffed it, it couldn't be human flesh, right?

Lao Tzu used to eat too much in Taihang Mountain, and now he doesn't want to eat it. Long arrows roared like rain, and a few long arrows grazed the old crooked head and flew over.

The old man shrank his neck, turned around and scolded,

"The people above are all giving birth, huh? The enemy does not release arrows when he comes......" The ballista exploded, deafening.

The old crooked nodded with satisfaction,

"It's not bad, like a human ......" he picked up the meat and tasted it carefully, smashing his mouth. It's not human meat, it's not like horse meat, is it a rare beef in a hundred years?

The old crooked sperm was greatly shaken, and swallowed it in two bites.

"Lao Tzu was fighting by the river, and there was no water to drink." Ate too fast and choked. He looked left and right, trying to see where he could find water.

A black shadow roared, and the old crooked instinctively roared, turning over and dodging. A puddle of hot blood suddenly splashed his head and face,

"Who? Who did this good thing? I want to die......" The old crooked man grabbed a spear and shouted at the top of his throat.

"What are you doing?" In the distance, the sweaty old Song staggered backwards, his mouth opened wide, and he gasped violently, and the white mist was rising,

"I can't hold it, we can't hold it......" the old man shouted out in a crooked voice, no longer choking. Beside him was a young man, very thin, clutching his stomach in fear, screaming miserably, desperately trying to plug the wound that was spurting blood.

He looked at the old crooked, and was extremely frightened,

"Don't kill me, don't kill me......" The old man looked expressionless and reached out to pull the young man's hands away.

The spear pierced his abdomen, opening a long gap, and the entrails flowed out along with blood.

"You can't live." The old crooked said calmly,

"When the blood runs dry, you're dead." The young man cried out in pain, tears welling up in his eyes,

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die...... Water, water ......" The old crooked reached out and took a little blood from his wound and slowly fed it into his gaping mouth.

"What are you doing? Come on, I'm going to die. I can't hold it anymore......" Old Song cried out weakly, his voice hoarse.

The old man patted the young man in the face crookedly, got up and wanted to leave. The young man grabbed the old crooked clothes and shouted with all his strength, "Help me...... Save ......" the old man tilted his head and ran away without looking back,

"Kill, kill......" The spear flew, and the old crooked man was like a fierce tiger, plunging into the crowd.

"Die, die......" The gong rose to the sky, and the Northern Frontier Army retreated. The old crooked spear swept away, forcing back the rushing enemy, striding backwards,

"Go, go, brothers, let's go......"

"Withdraw, quickly withdraw......" Junhou Ma Ping stood in the middle of the hillside, shouting hoarsely,

"Archer, shoot, shoot......"

"Old Song, old Song, gone, gone......" The old crooked retreated sharply, while looking around for the figure of Lao Song,

"Are you kid dead?" Lao Wei saw Lao Song, he dragged him to the rear, a long arrow in his thigh, drenched in blood, and he was trying to catch up with a spear.

A few paces behind, a group of enemies was galloping towards them.

"Old Song, quick, quick......" The old crooked shouted loudly and raised his spear to kill. A few soldiers roared wildly, and rushed after the old crooked.

Joy scuffle. The old crooked eyes were about to split, and he killed two people in a row. If the spear is broken, the spear will be broken and one more person will be killed. The broken spear plunges into the enemy's body and sinks into the handle.

The old crooked man who lost his weapon punched and kicked and killed two more people.

"Let's go...... Let's go, ......" the old crooked yelled, kicked down the enemy in front of him, grabbed Lao Song's arm with his backhand, and dragged him away.

Angry enemies are in hot pursuit. A long arrow whistled and slammed into the crooked shoulder.

The old crooked screamed in pain, and reached out to let go of Lao Song's arm.

"Kill him, kill him......" the enemy roared like thunder.

"Hurry up, hurry up...... "The soldiers who rushed forward shouted urgently. Lao Song used his hands and feet at the same time, while crawling hard, he shouted at the old crooked: "You go, go quickly, ......" The old crooked tiger roared, stopped the rushing figure, turned around and killed again,

"Damn, Lao Tzu will die here today, kill ......" War horses are like dragons, long knives are like rainbows, enemy soldiers are like autumn wind and falling leaves, and blood is like clouds flying in the sky.

Wen Chou swept in like a hurricane with a hundred iron cavalry guards. The old crooked roared, picked up the old Song, and ran for his life,

"Let's go, brothers, let's go......"

"Spread out, spread out...... "Wen Chou immediately raised his hand and shouted,

"Don't let go of a brother, save all who are alive, ...... quickly" The ballistas on the hill let out an earth-shattering roar.

All the strong archers of the Northern Frontier Army launched the last salvo almost at the same time, and the huge roar and dense arrow curtain made the soul fly, and the air above the Horse Cheek River suddenly condensed at this moment.

Yangwu General Yang Feng rushed to the Mache River overnight with a battalion of men and horses of Du Lieutenant Lei Chong. Wen Chou hurriedly greeted the plea.

Yang Feng wanted to scold him a few words, but seeing that he was covered in blood and looked depressed, his anger suddenly decreased a little.

Wen Chou is a general of the Jizhou department, a close confidant of the hussar general, and has a close personal relationship with Yan Liang. Because of the special relationship between Yang Feng and Yan Liang, Yang Feng and Wen Chou are also very harmonious.

Yang Feng tapped his helmet with a horsewhip and sneered a few times,

"Lord Wen personally went to the battlefield to kill again? You killed it happily, but the horse cheek river was lost, and you don't seem to want this head? Wen Choujun's face flushed, and he was speechless with shame.

"Lord Koji is very angry and tells you to take the Horse Cheek River back immediately." Yang Feng sighed,

"Otherwise, even if the general comes, he won't be able to save you."

"I am reorganizing my departments and preparing for a counteroffensive in the early morning." Wen Chou arched his hand gratefully,

"Please return to General Koji, and I will definitely recapture the Horse Cheek River tomorrow morning." Yang Feng shook his hand,

"I'll go back when you recapture the Horse Cheek River. How did you get rid of the Horse Cheek River? Wen Chou smiled helplessly.

"From the morning to the afternoon, the Youzhou army died at least more than 10,000 people, but they still went forward one after another, and they had no intention of stopping at all. Our casualties were too great, our defensive position was getting thinner, and by dusk the left flank was broken through by them. I thought that if we continued to fight like this, we would not have enough troops to resist the attack of the Youzhou army tomorrow, so I ordered the army to withdraw and set up a base horse and deer (zhai) array in the area of Sanligang and Majiapo to block it. ”

"You ordered the retreat?" Yang Feng asked in surprise,

"Zijun, you ordered the army to retreat without authorization, and you want to cut off your head?"

"Hold on to the embankment, our casualties are too great." Wen Chou said a little excitedly,

"Gongsun Chan can treat the soldiers as inappropriate, but I can't, I can't let the soldiers die so unexplained. The Youzhou army is all Yellow Turban soldiers, and they have people, which is their advantage. Sticking to the embankment is tantamount to using our disadvantage to fight for the advantage of the Youzhou army, which is to seek death. If we want to reduce casualties and block Gongsun Zhan's attack, we should show our strengths to attack the weaknesses of the Youzhou Army. Yang Feng asked dissatisfiedly, "Do you mean that Lord Koji and I have no way to command?" Wen Chou retorted: "Xia Guan didn't mean that. But with such a hard fight, our people will die sooner or later. Even if Gongsun Chan paid the price of 100,000 people, as long as he defeated us, he would win. He can take 10,000 iron horsemen and sweep Jizhou with a swagger. Then he looked at Yang Feng, who looked unkind, lowered his head and whispered,

"I have fought with the general for many years, and I have not fought such a mortal battle. If the general is here, he won't take us to fight Gongsun Chan like this. Yang Feng frowned and was silent.

After a while, he suddenly asked, "How much do we lose?" ”

"About fifteen to two thousand." Wen Chou replied,

"The Youzhou army is very cruel, and every person killed has to have their heads chopped off. The soldiers on both sides went crazy. At this time, He Feng, Xu Huang, Fan Li, and Ding Bo came one after another.

Xu Huang said bluntly: "It was decided by five people to remove the Maji River, and if the adults want to punish them, they will punish the five of us." Yang Feng smiled,

"Komeito, are you threatening me? Don't talk about punishment yet, you immediately prepare for a counterattack. Then he patted Wen Chou on the shoulder,

"What you just said makes sense, I'll go back to the camp and discuss with Koji-sama. Gongsun Chan used his superior forces to attack on three fronts, causing our troops to be scattered, and not only could not support each other, but the losses were also very staggering. Now it seems that this battle really cannot be fought like this. Yang Feng hurriedly returned to the camp and explained in detail the thoughts of Wen Chou and the generals.

"After today's battle, we have lost about 4,000 to 5,000 people in the three battlefields, and it is estimated that the losses of the Youzhou army should be around 20,000 to 30,000." Yang Feng said,

"If we continue to fight like this tomorrow, we will be dragged down by Gongsun Chan in three days."

"Gongsun Zhan's purpose is already obvious, he wants to consume our forces at all costs." Koji Yi put down the battle report in his hand and said very resolutely,

"Qizhi, this battle can't be fought, and it must be withdrawn." Yang Feng glanced up at him,

"Your decision was so fast, I was going to have to spend a lot of time......

"Gongsun Chan is crazy, I haven't yet." Koji said hatefully,

"He kills me four or five thousand people a day, how can I spare him? Ordered Wang Dang, Sun Qin, and Wen Chou to lead the army to withdraw to Songjiahe overnight. Ordered Lin Xun to take the men and horses of the base camp to Dongwu City immediately to evacuate the people and prepare for another battle. The herald got the warrant and galloped away one by one.

"There are more than 300 miles to Wei County and Zhao Kingdom, if we block it in Ganling Kingdom, it will definitely not be a problem to drag it until the heavy snow comes." Yang Feng pointed to the map and said,

"It's just that in this way, I gave Gongsun Zan a Ganling country for nothing."

"Now Yuan Shao is going to be in a hurry." Koji Yi smiled,

"After Gongsun Chan occupies the Ganling Kingdom, he will immediately cut off the connection between Wei County and Anping Kingdom. In this way, Bohai, Hejian and Anping, the three richest counties in Jizhou, were all robbed by Gongsun Zhan. ”

"The states and counties in the northeast of Jizhou have all been robbed by Gongsun Zhan." Yang Feng groaned,

"And how much more can he give us?"

"That's a real problem." Koji Yi looked at the map and said,

"If Gongsun Chan and the Yellow Turban Army of Montenegro attack back and forth and force Yuan Shao to evacuate Jizhou, then the situation in Kwantung will change. As soon as the situation in the Kwantung region changed, the general's strategy to buy grain from the southern counties and return to the northern Xinjiang was in danger of failure. It seems that An Pingguo still can't be taken away by Gongsun Zhan. As long as An Pingguo is in hand, Yuan Shao will not give up Jizhou for the time being. ”

"Then the choice of our retreat route is very important." Yang Feng said,

"We must not only delay Gongsun Zhan's advancement, but also prevent him from taking the opportunity to occupy Anping Kingdom, and ensure that he can continue to exert a lot of pressure on Yuan Shao." Koji drew a line on the map,

"After Tobu Castle, we crossed the Cheonghe River from the direction of the boundary bridge to Gwangjong Castle. In this way, we can rely on the Qinghe River to block Gongsun Zan from going north to occupy Anping Kingdom. Yang Feng took a closer look and nodded, "Yes, it's a good idea to retreat to Guangzong." After Gongsun Chan entered the Ganling Kingdom, if he wanted to attack Wei County, we could attack him from the flank, and if he wanted to fight us, Yuan Shao could threaten him from the flank. Then he pointed to the city of Ganling on the map,

"When Gongsun Chan walks here, he must hesitate and have no choice but to stop for the winter." When Fu Zhu and Feng Ji heard that the Northern Xinjiang Army was going to retreat, they hurried to the camp to dissuade them.

The reason for frustration is simple. The Yellow Turban Army of Montenegro is attacking Wei County with all its might, and the 20,000 troops of Jizhou and the 10,000 troops of Hanoi are trapped on the battlefield around Montenegro.

The implication is that he is threatening Liyi, if Yuan Shao loses Jizhou and is forced to go south to Yan, Xu, and Yang, then you will not want to get food in northern Xinjiang.

Feng Ji said that now Chun Yuqiong is in Luoyang with the Jizhou army, and is defending Luoyang with Xu Rong, the general of Long Xiang.

And this time to block Gongsun Zhan, Han Qiong also participated with a large army, the relationship between Jizhou and Northern Xinjiang has always been very good, is it too much for adults to do this?

The hussar general is in charge of the military affairs of the six states, and the counterinsurgency and conquest are within the scope of his duties, and the adults retreat without authorization, is it considered to disobey the military orders of the hussar general?

Koji Yi smashed the battle reports of various ministries on the case,

"My Northern Frontier Army lost more than 4,000 soldiers in one day, can this battle still be fought? I'm gone, you're happy, aren't you? Then he pointed to the frustration and said,

"If you dare to cut off the food and grass of my army, I will return to Handan immediately, and it is a big deal that I will share Jizhou equally with Gongsun Zhan." Frustrated, he asked, "Where does the general plan to retreat?" Tobu Castle or Ganneung Province? ”

"Gwangjong Castle." Koji spread out the map and said,

"To tell you the truth, I don't believe Lord Yuan, if he doesn't prepare enough food and grass for me, I won't fight this battle for him." Frustrated and Feng Ji's faces were ugly.

On December, Jizhou, Yecheng. After Yuan Shao received the urgent letter from Frustration, he hurriedly convened the government to discuss.

"Wen Ruo, you just came from Yingchuan, when do you think it's more appropriate for us to go south?" Yuan Shao told everyone about the possible changes in the situation in Jizhou after the withdrawal of the army from Panhe, and then looked at Xun Yu and asked.

Xun Yu pondered. After Xun Yu returned to his hometown from the capital, he immediately moved to Runan with his clansmen. In the spring and summer of this year, Yuzhou was in turmoil, and the Yellow Turban Army fought to Runan, and Xun Yu immediately moved to Chenliu County in Yanzhou with his people again.

On Zhang Miao's mansion, he met Han Fu. Han Fu said that he was going back to his hometown Yingzhou, but Xun Yu stopped him. The war in the Yingchuan area is continuous, it is too dangerous, it is better to stay for the time being.

Yuan Shao heard that Xun Yu had arrived in Chenliu, and hurriedly invited him to Jizhou. Xun Yu was not easy to refuse, so he came in a hurry.

"The general Sun Jian has just died, and the generals Xu Rong and Wu Yi Zhonglang have both rushed Gao Ran to Yingchuan in Yuzhou, which shows that the northern Xinjiang is very concerned about Yuzhou, and Li Hong will not give up control of Yuzhou lightly." Xun Yu said slowly,

"If you want to occupy Luoyang, you must first control Yuzhou. Yuzhou can't go for a day, and adults can't go south for a day. ”

"But now the situation in Jizhou is ......" Yuan Shao frowned,

"Northern Xinjiang controls Yuzhou, which is equivalent to having the strength to fight on two fronts. If this situation is allowed to develop, we will not only lose Jizhou, but also lose the opportunity to occupy Luoyang. ”

"Whether you can control Yuzhou or not, the key is not in Northern Xinjiang, but in Yuanshu." Tian Feng said,

"As long as Yuan Shu is driven out of Jing and Henan, there is no need to worry about northern Xinjiang." Jump to