Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

After Huang Zhong killed several Cao cavalry who did not believe in evil.

Baiqi, who rushed over with Le Jin, looked at the infantry arrayed behind Huang Zhong, and then looked at the generals and several robes who were lying on the ground not far away, watering the ground with blood.

A group of people looked at each other and finally chose to dismount and surrender.

The discerning man even picked up the long stick and handed it back to General Huang.

Then Huang Zhong remained silent, riding majestically on his horse with a long spear in hand, watching his soldiers shouting loudly for Cao Qi to surrender.

The cavalry who were blocked by the boulders were trapped in a state of being unable to advance or retreat.

After some hesitation, some people came forward to ask for surrender, while others led their horses back to Xiangyang City and sent back the news that Le Jin was dead.

As a result, the morale of Xiangyang City suddenly collapsed.

Huang Zhong surrendered in an orderly manner outside the city.

It was Huang Zhong who volunteered to fight against Xiangyang. As a veteran who had been here for more than ten years, he also knew the advantages and disadvantages of Xiangyang City.

In the early stage, they used giant boats and sailors to intimidate Xiangyang City so that Le Jin did not dare to attack easily. Then he seized the opportunity to block the valley. The battle of Xiangyang was basically half won.

There were also various ideas from Xu Shu's military advisor. Judging from Le Jin's style, as long as Huang Zhong used his body as a bait, Le Jin would definitely attack at all costs.

Every time you take the lead is a big gamble, so there is nothing wrong with losing the gamble once.

As for the rolling stone ravines that were only built at night, they are not worth mentioning.

Huang Zhong rode on his horse and looked north. General Guan and Military Advisor Xu were fighting bloody battles, but he could not help at the moment.

After all, even if Le Jin was killed and Xiangyang City was leaderless, the remaining soldiers would still be a big trouble, so he still couldn't leave here in a short time.

Huang Zhong shook his head, and then looked to the west. The dam should be the mountain capital sixty miles away, right?

The soldiers at the head of Xiangyang City have become more and more unscrupulous. After all, the generals have already left the city. Who can control them?

If the general wins, will we go back to attack Fancheng?

Another pawn sneered:

Isn't it also necessary to attack the city if you go south? We have to attack any city in Yicheng, Dangyang or Linju, but Jiangling should be a no-brainer.

Then if the general loses...

This topic is really too dangerous. Even though I am a good person, it is inevitable that there will be two people who like to flatter and flatter me.

As a result, they no longer had any interest in gambling, so they got up and headed back to the barracks.

At this moment, there was a noise below. Someone listened and their eyebrows gradually raised:

General Le is dead? He was beheaded by that veteran... oh no, by General Huang?

The soldiers looked at each other with something unexplainable in their eyes.

Although they didn't understand the general situation, they still had a sense of war as they squatted on the top of the city every day to watch the attacks and defenses.

The situation on the Xiangfan battlefield has become more and more serious. Fancheng, which is more than 300 feet away, has been attacking without sleep for almost three days. The corpses under the city wall have almost covered the entire floor.

No one wants to become one of them. What Le Jin's death brings them is a ticket to escape from the Xiangfan battlefield. After all, Uncle Liu has a benevolent reputation and General Guan has a righteous name. If he surrenders, he will definitely survive.

Now... whoever prevents them from obtaining this life is their enemy.

So Huang Zhong was startled by the sudden shouting of killing in Xiangyang City, but fortunately, the shouting of killing disappeared as quickly as it came.

After the shouts of killing ended, this group of Cao soldiers who had witnessed the fall of Fancheng, the power of the giant boat, and the dead bodies in Fancheng began to escape from Xiangyang piecemeal and asked Huang Zhong to surrender.

But in Fancheng, which was disgusted by the Cao soldiers in Xiangyang, Xu Shu was already very tired.

His and Zhao Lei's voices had long been hoarse, and their white robes had been stained with dirt and blood so that the original color could not be seen.

The only thing Xu Shu felt distressed was that the sword had a few gaps due to killing enemies.

In addition, although the body becomes more tired, the mind becomes more excited.

When he was in Xudu, he felt that he was going to rot several times, so he learned to tend flowers and plants, and learned to recite Huang Lao, but in the end it had no effect.

But now Xu Shu has found the feeling of joy again:

When a husband is living in troubled times, he should carry a three-foot sword to create peace. This is how it should be!

Opening his pocket, Xu Shu put a piece of sucrose under his tongue. The sweetness exploded and he felt refreshed.

Although the effect was already many times weaker than at the beginning, Xu Shu was still very interested.

A backhand sword swung away Cao Bing's blade. A soldier nearby killed him with a spear, and then kicked Cao Bing down.

Although he was slightly distressed that the sword had another gap, Xu Shu still hit the iron shield with his sword.

Dang Dang Dang sounded three times to indicate that the coach was still alive, and his morale improved slightly.

The soldiers no longer had the energy to respond. At this time, every ounce of physical strength was extremely valuable.

Xu Shu held his sword and thought in his mind, as long as Le Jin started to move, Fancheng would be saved. Who knows what is going on with General Huang?

At the foot of Wancheng, Zhang Fei and the two hundred craftsmen he brought had erected two wells.

Relying on this thing, dozens of crossbowmen pressed Cao Jun on the city wall so hard that they could not lift their heads, and Cao Cao was desperate.

But soon he saw that although there were still people shooting arrows on the erected platform, a group of soldiers and horses could be seen in the back preparing and heading north.

Zi Lian saved me from danger again!

With almost no need to think, Cao Cao knew what this army was doing.

The garrisons on the east and west sides no longer dared to mobilize any more troops, so the only way to mobilize the decisive troops was from Yecheng.

Since there is only Zhang Fei in the city, Guan Yunchang must have brought troops and horses to deal with Cao Hong and Cao Zilian!

After waiting two days for no good news from Le Jin, Cao Cao was already a little desperate, but now things have turned around and everything is too exciting.

persist in! Cao Cao thought silently in his heart.

As for the response to the well, Xu Chu was ordered to requisition materials from the city and build a higher giant shield on this city wall, as long as he could make use of it.

After all, Guan Yunchang had transferred another army, and the troops flying to attack the city were already stretched thin.

Guan Ping also left with Guan Yu. He was excited in his heart, but he would not show it on his face. He just read the information to his father meticulously:

The scouts found Cao's army in the northeast direction of Luyang, with about 3,000 cavalry, which may be the front army.

Who is the coach?

I don't know.

The intelligence in Jingzhou was good, but the situation further north was indeed lacking. Guan Yu didn't take it seriously and nodded.

Only sixty miles to the north from Wancheng is Xi'e, and beyond Feishui is Bowang.

Guan Yu felt a little sad thinking about the past. He didn't expect that after so many years, he would still have to decide the outcome with Cao Jun here.

General, do you think Cao Jun will cross the river here? Guan Ping asked.

The battlefield of Wancheng is to the west of Feishui River. Cao's army came from the east of Feishui River. If he wanted to support him, he had to cross the river.

Then where to cross the river is a question.

To the north of Bowang, there are big swamps, so it is not suitable for marching.

To the south of Bowang is Wancheng. We can attack with both armies to prevent him from crossing the river.

Therefore, they must come from Bowang, forcing us to divide our troops and look after others. This way we can force the crossing.

Guan Ping thought carefully about the number, and finally felt that what his father said made sense.

As expected of a father!

Guan Yu had an expressionless face. Before heading north, Xu Shu had already asked him to make plans for various possible situations.

In the sand table room in Jiangling City, the two of them had deduced it countless times, so they thought about this kind of problem very clearly.

The only thing I don't know now is who is the leader of Cao's army and how many pounds does he have?

And...is Yuan Zhi safe? Can Xiangyang City be defeated?

The unexpected mutiny of the soldiers in Xiangyang City provided Huang Zhong with many conveniences. Facing Cao's soldiers who had completely lost their fighting spirit, Huang Zhong also successfully accelerated his progress in accepting surrendered troops.

After setting up several other camps to separate the surrendered soldiers, Huang Zhong ordered Ma Liang to guard the surrendered soldiers, and then he led more than a thousand soldiers to march westward at dusk.

For this land, there is no need for a sand table. Huang Zhong himself will not get lost even if he closes his eyes.

More than twenty miles to the west is Longzhong. Going further west, there are mountains on the left and a river on the right, and the terrain becomes gradually narrower.

There is a small county town above called Shandu. If Huang Zhonghe and his military advisors expected it to be true...

Sure enough, the dilapidated mountain capital became lively again because the people were relocated from the farmland. A group of Cao soldiers were stationed here, and there was a lot of people nearby, and the embankments were still being raised.

There was a small opening on the north side of the dam. Huang Zhong remembered that there was a puddle there, and the water should have been diverted there.

In this case, there was no need to hesitate anymore. Huang Zhong drew his long sword with an expressionless face and led the soldiers behind him to rush forward.

Night gradually filled the air, but Fancheng was still brightly lit and the siege continued.

At this time, both sides were at the end of their strength. Cao Ren himself led the team to attack several times, but Fan Cheng relied on the height of the city and the support of the crossbow arrows to stubbornly repulse the attacks one after another.

After repelling another attack, Zhao Lei, who had just loaded the crossbow, looked up and saw a shocking scene.

But my throat was dry and hoarse. After trying for a long time, I finally managed to utter only one short word:

black……

Xu Shu looked up and saw something darker coming from the west in the night.

And after getting closer, you can clearly see that the black thing reflecting the light of the torch is water.

Water? Cao Reng was just about to lie down when he heard the guards coming to report.

He had also been feeling uncomfortable these past few days and desperately wanted a good night's sleep, but this news shattered his plans.

Cai Mao is such a thief! Cao Ren, who had not rested well, immediately got angry.

But he immediately realized that Cai Maoxiao, who was sent to intercept the water, would not make such a stupid mistake, so there was only one explanation.

Shandu was lost, but Cao Ren couldn't understand:

Where did Liu Bei get the manpower?

But whether he wanted to understand it or not, Cao Ren knew another thing better: the attack on Fancheng failed after all.

It's not raining now. If it were the previous two days, the soldiers could have been forced to continue attacking the city, but now any slight change will become a factor that changes the outcome.

And this is the case with this small flood.

The soldiers who attacked the city quickly retreated, and Xu Shu did not hesitate to take Zhao Lei with him for a long-awaited sleep.

When he got up the next day and stood at the top of the city, Xu Shu had regained his vitality and sighed:

What a beautiful country!

There wasn't much water coming down from the upper reaches, just enough to cover the tops of the feet, but it was enough to make the land muddy and demoralize them.

Xu Shu smiled happily:

It seems that Le Jin, a brave general, was defeated by the old soldier from Jingzhou after all.