Fan Jinqiang took the lead and led the army into the city, where the iron rod passed, a piece of flesh and blood flew sideways, and it was unstoppable; The old cat's big knife flew up and down, blood droplets splashed, and the momentum was amazing; Ma Yunlu's golden gun was wielded like the wind, and the women were heroic, and Cao Bing was picked up one by one, and he couldn't move forward at all.

Soon a bloody path was killed, and Wang Baoyu, under the close protection of the Feiyun Mouse, also rushed into Xiangyang City. Mo Qianhiro ordered the unicorn to be divided into several teams and charged in several directions.

Within half an hour, Cao's soldiers were wiped out by 10,000 people, and the originally neat streets of Xiangyang City were full of corpses and blood flowed all over the ground.

Cao Ren couldn't stop the attack of Wang Baoyu's army no matter what, there was a heavenly fire on his head, and there were these weird and terrifying unicorn beasts on the ground.

Cao Ren was full of anger and personally killed hundreds of Yiling soldiers, and finally under the bitter pleading of the strategists, he didn't care to challenge Fan Jinqiang alone, and led the army to retreat all the way north, fleeing to Fancheng to avoid the edge temporarily.

Due to the suddenness of the incident and insufficient preparation, Cao Ren only brought out 30,000 soldiers and horses, in addition to more than 10,000 people killed in the battle, the remaining 20,000 soldiers and horses were trapped in Xiangyang City.

However, Wang Baoyu did not let Cao Ren go, and the army continued to rush out of the city, chasing and killing all the way. When Cao Ren came to the bank of the Han River, he was intercepted by field warships that came along the river.

When the ship arrived, Cao Ren couldn't help but scold Xiahoudun in his heart, but his warship was basically given to Xiahoudun to help him cross the river and attack Yiling. Fortunately, there are more than 100 warships left available.

With such a small number of warships, it would take some effort to transport 30,000 troops across the river, not to mention that the warships in the fields kept firing arrows on the river, and the advance of the warships was very slow.

Wang Baoyu's army soon chased to the river, Cao Ren fought hard to kill, and reluctantly led more than 10,000 people to rush across the Han River.

Fancheng was only garrisoned by 5,000 soldiers and horses, plus Cao Ren himself brought it, and 20,000 people could not be gathered.

Cao Ren couldn't have imagined that in half a day's effort, his army of more than 60,000 people, Xiangyang City, which was like an iron wall, would be defeated so badly.

Occupied Xiangyang and collected 30,000 Cao soldiers, Wang Baoyu won a complete victory in this battle and gained a lot. In the next few days, the army continued to clean up the streets, and Wang Baoyu lived in the original mansion of Liu Biao.

"Baoyu is clever, I can't do it!" Mo Qianxun said convincingly.

"Hehe, I'm a modern person, and when I start fighting, I naturally have a modern way of fighting. I'm okay to learn from experience, but I still can't do without military advisors in major matters. Wang Baoyu said with a smile.

"You can take advantage of Cao Ren's unstable foothold and take Fancheng as soon as possible." Mo Qianxun said.

"Needless to say, Fancheng, whether it is the fortification of the city wall or the strategic materials in it, it is not as good as Xiangyang, and it should be easy to knock down." Wang Baoyu said confidently.

"Take it as soon as possible, once Xu Chu's army arrives, Fancheng will become a hidden danger in Xiangyang."

"Okay, I'll send troops tomorrow to capture Fancheng, I have lived there for a while!"

It is indispensable for the ideological mobilization work of surrendering troops, but for Jia Ye and Jia Zhigang who accompanied him, it was very simple. First of all, these troops were dispersed into several and placed in the Yiling army, and there was a very tempting material condition, and the military salary was doubled.

The Cao soldiers who surrendered could no longer get together to contact, and they got double their salaries, not to mention that they had also heard about the stability and wealth of Yiling, and they had no other thoughts for the time being, and they swore that they were willing to follow the Ming lord Wang Baoyu to fight.

Today, Wang Baoyu's military scale has changed from the original 30,000 to 60,000, and the strength is far above Cao Ren.

Early the next morning, Wang Baoyu gathered 30,000 soldiers and horses, crossed the river, and set up camp five miles from Fancheng. Cao Ren, who had lost Xiangyang, was like an ant on a hot pot, so anxious that he was turning around in the house.

"What should I do, sir?" Cao Ren finally couldn't bear it, and took the initiative to ask Manzhong, who had been silent, in a very humble tone, and the implication was that I will listen to you for everything this time, guarantee.

But the words of full favor made Cao Ren very unhappy, and even very annoyed.

"General, Xiangyang is lost, and Fancheng is difficult to protect, so it is better to abandon the city and go away, and allow it to fight again in the future."

"I have followed Cao Gong for many years, although I dare not claim to have won many battles, but I am loyal and courageous, and the world knows it. Sir, where is this helping me, obviously he wants me to lose the evening holiday! ”

"Victory or defeat is not a moment, when we and Xu Chu's army converge, there will be a counterattack. Now defending Fancheng is increasing casualties! ”

"But there is still a good way to repel Wang Baoyu?" Cao Ren asked patiently.

"Nope!" Full of pets told the truth and answered very happily.

Hmph, Cao Ren suppressed his anger and was resolute, "When I leave the city tomorrow, I will definitely kill Wang Baoyu and one of the generals!" Otherwise, how could they have the face to see Taiwei and Xu Chu and others. ”

Man Zhong couldn't help but let out a long sigh, when there was an advantage in the previous army, let you go out of the city to fight, but you hesitated, you had to defend the city; Now that the army is insufficient for the other side, but it has to start a big war, it is clearly the way to die.

"Wait until I kill his general, frustrate his spirit, and then it's not too late to go!" Cao Ren lowered the decibel level and took a step back from his own righteousness.

Alas! Full of pets let out another long sigh, Cao Ren was so annoyed that he finally couldn't help blurting out something ugly: "If you make another wail and disturb the hearts of our army, you will not be spared." ”

Full of favor with a silent face, he retreated, but his heart was very unwilling, Yu Ban was flooded by the Seventh Army, Xiahou was defeated in Maicheng, and now Cao Ren lost Xiangyang, seeing that Fancheng is also not guaranteed, pile by pile, pile by pile, he is not persuaded by bitter words, but who listens to him?

Why do things that could have been avoided happen again and again? In the final analysis, Cao Jun considered himself a regular army, was proud and complacent, and did not take himself as a small person in his eyes.

Full of favor and self-conscious, full of scheming, but always not used, none of these Cao army generals really respected him, and he was depressed and incomprehensible. What's the use of staying here?!

There is a way that a good bird chooses a tree to perch, a virtuous minister chooses the master and does things, full of favor and thoughts, and finally made a heavy decision in his life.

When night came, Man Chong privately ordered someone to open the city gate, saying that he was going to persuade Wang Baoyu to surrender. The guards naturally did not suspect him, and opened the city gate to let him out of the city, but Manzhong never returned and took refuge in Wang Baoyu.

Hearing that Manpet came to defect, Wang Baoyu hurriedly got up and received him very warmly. Mo Qianxun was also very happy, and rushed over together, although the full favor is not too famous, but he can always serve the general Cao Ren, and he is by no means idle.