Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 120 Bloody Battle at Ge Po Nine

On a desolate battlefield, your raindrops from the sky are dripping non-stop. The bewitching blood has already melted into the rainwater, flowing away along the low-lying areas on the ground, slowly spreading all over the surrounding area, reflecting the sky and the earth.

"They withdrew!"

Seeing the Yellow Turbans disappear into the rain, Mu Shan breathed a sigh of relief, and ordered: "The Pingshan Battalion guards all around to prevent the Yellow Turbans from raiding. Weapons, armor, all put away for me!"

Cleaning the battlefield is a very good job. It can collect spoils and supplement the losses of the war, especially bows and arrows. Arrows can be recycled, which is precisely the weapon that the army lacks most at present.

"promise!"

All the generals took orders to go, and began to go to work separately, not shying away from the rain hitting their bodies.

"Mr. Jiang, the beginning of this battle has already been opened, but there are at least [-] to [-] Yellow Turbans in Gepo Township, and many Yellow Turbans are stationed. It is not an exaggeration to claim that the number of troops is [-], and there is a city wall to protect them. Even if their city wall is just an ordinary adobe wall, which is no more than two feet high, it is enough to resist us without any siege equipment, and it is not easy to fight!" Mu Shan walked to the back of the army formation, humbly asked for advice and has been supporting the Chinese army Jiang Lu, the strategist of the current situation.

The victory of this battle depends entirely on Jiang Lu's strategy of exhausting troops.

Sometimes many people can read books on the art of war, but very few people can use them. Jiang Lu’s strategy is very dangerous. Once the Yellow Turban Army does not relax, they will face a bloody battle, and in the end they will only lose. Return in vain.

But it happened to be this opportunity, and Jiang Lupu caught it, allowing their army to break through the obstruction of the Rushui River in one fell swoop.

This is talent.

A military talent.

"Master Mu, I don't have a plan to destroy the city, but I have a strategy here to preserve our strength, but it's a bit selfish, so I don't know if Master Mu dares to use it!" Jiang Lu put on his long robe and stood proudly in the rain , letting the rain wash over his body, looking far ahead, he said faintly.

In fact, in his heart at this moment, he was even more excited than Mu Shan.

After ten years of cold windows, no one asked, and once he became famous, the world knew it.

This is the dream of every reader.

He, Jiang Lu, is no exception. Although he has been condescending to teach in Sifangli, he is truly ascetic. He has never forgotten the pursuit of fame and fortune, but he has never had a good opportunity.

The victory in this battle meant a lot to Jiang Lu. The meaning of the victory affirmed his own knowledge and talent that he had studied hard for decades, and it also dispelled the inferiority complex of some poor scholars in his heart, which made him full of self-confidence.

From now on, Jiang Lu will be on the stage of the world.

"Say!" Mu Shan said.

"The commander-in-chief has now completed the military order to the captain. It takes only half of the time to cross the river in ten days. The commander-in-chief has already crossed the river. Next, we don't need to work hard. This Gepo Township is not easy to fight, so let others People work hard for us!"

Jiang Lu said calmly.

His voice was cold, but there was a hint of cruelty.

"Sir, do you mean to let the Nanyang army go to fight?" Mu Shan immediately understood when he heard the words, and a bright light appeared in his eyes, but he was also a little worried: "But will they be willing to attack?"

"They are not only willing to fight, but also scrambling to fight!"

Jiang Lu said confidently: "The Marshal has now opened up the situation of this war, and the first credit should go to the Marshal, but they haven't earned any credit for so long, so they must panic. If Rushuihe is here Hard bones, then Ge Po's offensive and defensive battle is a big piece of fat in their hearts, and the hard bone has been eaten by the Marshal, but if the Marshal takes the initiative to give up this piece of fat, they will definitely be grateful to the Marshal!"

"That's true, but that brat Mujing let me take the credit for beheading the thief's head, what if they snatch it away?"

"How can there be such an easy thing!"

Jiang Lu shook his head and said: "Mu Shuai also said that there are at least tens of thousands of yellow scarves among Gepo. If it is so easy to fight, Mu Shuai doesn't have to worry about it at this moment. Let them charge, we can Take more time to rest, as long as they can't get down and have nothing to say, we will naturally clean up the situation, thanks to this, we can't escape!"

"Mr. is wise, otherwise I will make a big mistake. I know what to do!"

Mu Shan laughed loudly, and then began to give orders: "Cheng Luo!"

"exist!"

"Cheng Luo, go back and report to Captain Captain immediately, saying that we have broken through the blockage of the Rushui River and occupied the north bank, but there are too many casualties, and we are unable to capture Ge Po. Please also ask the army to cross the river quickly and attack together!"

"promise!"

"Li Yan!"

"exist!"

"Arrange your soldiers to cross the river by boat, transport troops over, and transport your main force of the Nanyang Army safely!"

"promise!"

Li Yan took the order, led the battalion under his command, and began to ship and transport troops over.

……

South of the river bank.

"There's no sound, and I don't know what's going on on the other side of the river?"

"Could it be that the Mushan army was defeated!"

"possible!"

On the high platform, the county lieutenants looked at the river in front of them, but in the rain, they couldn't see the situation on the other side, so they could only guess secretly.

"Report!"

A voice sounded.

"Come up!"

"Wuyin County Lieutenant Zhang Chuan's command, Marquis Cheng Luo, pay my respects to my lord, and my lord!" Cheng Luo strode up, knelt down on one knee, arched one hand, and said in a deep voice.

"What's the battle going on, tell us quickly!" Liu Jin stood up abruptly. At this moment, he couldn't sit still on the Diaoyutai. This battle was related to the interests of Nanyang prefect.

"Report to Lord Chancellor, our army has broken through the obstruction of the Yellow Turban Army, crossed the river, and built a camp on the north bank!"

Cheng Luo reported.

"Have you crossed over?"

"Great!"

"Sure enough, Wuyin is the strongest, and I'm far inferior!"

"This battle is hopeful!"

The county lieutenants were quite envious in their hearts and said secretly.

"However, our army suffered too much damage in the face of the counterattack of the Yellow Turban Army. Now our soldiers and horses are exhausted and unable to attack Gepo Township. Please, Lord Captain, dispatch troops quickly, gather an army, and attack Gepo!"

Cheng Luo continued.

"Zhang Chuan asked me to send troops?" Huang Meng was a little surprised. After all, in his opinion, if you can break Rushui, you can also break Gepo, so why should he lead his troops away in person.

"Yes!"

Cheng Luo nodded.

Huang Meng began to ponder in his heart: Since the Nanyang soldiers went out, I have not done an inch of merit, and I can't gain a foothold in Nanyang. If I don't seek credit at this time, I will definitely be underestimated by the counties.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly became hot, his tall body stood up, and shouted: "Okay, I will send troops to reinforce!"

"I will lead the county soldiers first, and all the ministries will prepare to cross the river immediately. They must cross the Rushui River and meet on the north bank before dark!" Huang Meng acted vigorously and ordered immediately.

"promise!"

"promise!"

The faces of the county lieutenants also became hot.

They didn't expect Wuyin Bingma to give up the credit at this time.

……

The Nanyang soldiers crossed the river very quickly. Before evening, they had already crossed the Rushui River and entered the beach on the north bank.

At this time, the rain that had been raining all day had just stopped.

And a simple camp was built.

"The last general, Zhang Chuan, pays homage to Lord Captain!"

Mushan came out to welcome him.

"No need to be too polite!" Huang Meng looked at Mu Shan with a softer gaze: "Lieutenant Zhang made the first contribution in this battle. When I return to Nanyang in the future, I will personally ask for credit for you!"

"Fight for Nanyang, fearless!"

Mu Shan can also speak some official language, with a proud look on his face, coupled with a somewhat foolish and straightforward temperament, it has changed many people's views on him.

"It's late tonight, attack again tomorrow!"

Huang Meng said: "Since Wuyin soldiers are tired, you can take a rest for tomorrow's battle!"

"promise!"

Mu Shan accepted the order respectfully.

Huang Meng's eating habits are a bit unreasonable, and he throws them away after use, but it is the best for him, so he doesn't care at all.

(End of this chapter)