Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 650 Zhang Xiu's Counterattack
Qishan Mountains, high mountains and dense forests.

Mountains piled on top of each other, famous and unknown, and the number was countless. Under an unnamed mountain, thousands of Xiliang soldiers camped.

Zhang Xiu walked in like the wind, and walked in quickly: "Where is uncle?"

"Major General!"

A lieutenant came out to greet him, cupped his hands and said, "The general has just woken up, and the marching doctor has already said that I'm afraid I won't be able to make it through tonight, so I ask the young general to see you as soon as possible!"

Zhang Xiu's heart skipped a beat.

As soon as he received the news, he didn't care about anything, he didn't even have time to notify Baima Qiang, so he came at full speed, it was not too late.

"uncle!"

Zhang Xiu rushed into the tent, only to see the camp bed, Zhang Ji's pale face without even a trace of blood, and many wounds on his body were bandaged, but even though the wounds were bandaged, the bleeding could not be stopped, and the blood seeped out.

"Bo Luan is here!"

Zhang Ji opened his eyes, he knew that he only had this little time left, so he kept recharging his energy, exhausted his last breath, and waited for Zhang Xiu to come.

"Uncle, you must be fine!"

Zhang Xiu knelt down, lost his father when he was young, and within two years his mother also passed away. His uncle brought him up and treated him like his own son. He invited scholars to enlighten him and taught him martial arts. He was favored and sent him to Hebei to study art.

In his heart, this uncle is a father.

No, it should be a relative who is closer than my father.

"I can't do it!"

Zhang Ji said softly: "The doctor in the army said that the arrow pierced through the chest. If it hadn't missed by half an inch, it would have pierced the heart. Lucky!"

"Will not!"

Zhang Xiu choked up and made a sound.

"My son, who fought on the battlefield and made great achievements, has already prepared a coffin for himself, but sooner or later, why should my son have such a womanly posture!" Zhang Ji's voice was very small, but he was angrily scolding Zhang Xiu: "I My son raised his head and looked at his uncle, in his uncle's heart, my son is an eagle in the sky, a hero who doesn't believe in tears!"

"Uncle, I won't cry!"

Zhang Xiu endured a tear, with endless hatred in his heart: "I will use the head of my enemy to avenge you!"

"If you are defeated in this battle, my son should be careful. You should return quickly and not stay here for a long time. Since Hanzhong sends troops, Wudu may not be able to keep it. My son should go north!"

Zhang Ji stretched out his hand with difficulty, and patted Zhang Xiu's shoulder: "After uncle died, you carry my head and go to Chang'an. There is still a bond of affection between grand master and uncle. He will see it for uncle's sake. I entrust you with an important task, but what happens in the future depends on your own ability. My uncle will be gone in the future, and my son can only rely on his own ability. I believe that my son from the Zhang family will one day be named a marquis and a prime minister. ...Zong...yao...ancestor...!"

He held his last breath for too long, a few words drained all his life, when he arranged everything for Zhang Xiu, he tilted his head and completely lost his breath.

"uncle!"

Zhang Xiu's desolate roar echoed from mountain to mountain, and could penetrate several kilometers away.

……

Two hours later.

Zhang Xiu just woke up from the grief and anger. He personally took the knife, cut off Zhang Ji's head, sealed it with lime, and then cremated Zhang Xiu's body. In such weather, if it was not for burial, he would not dare to take the body with him. Keep the ashes with you.

"Uncle, I remember every word you said!"

Zhang Xiu suppressed his hatred.

In this battle, they dispatched a total of [-] elite Xiliang troops, and now there are only less than [-] left. Every soldier watched this scene solemnly. They are all sons of the North, Zhang Ji's direct descendants. He has always respected Zhang Ji, so he was naturally sad and indignant.

"Major General, what should we do now?"

Several school lieutenants came up and looked at Zhang Xiu, Zhang Ji was gone, Zhang Xiu didn't have to fight, there was no problem at all in inheriting this Xiliang army, and it naturally became the spiritual support of everyone.

"Tell me how Uncle lost!"

There was a touch of coldness on Zhang Xiu's calm face, as cold as ice.

"promise!"

A school lieutenant stood up. He was the general who escorted Zhang Ji out. He knew everything that happened on the battlefield best. He explained everything on the battlefield in detail: "Young general, we didn't expect the Qiang people to rush to the camp. So we were unable to deal with it in time, and lost one hand first, and then the shepherd army attacked the Qiang people and forced the Qiang people to trample on us. The car came out and brought us out!"

"Mujun?"

Zhang Xiu gritted his teeth: "The praying mantis catches the cicada, the oriole is behind us, we fight to kill, but they take advantage of it behind our backs, hateful, hateful!"

"Why did Mu Jun appear here? We have no news at all?"

Someone said in a low voice.

"It can only show that their scouts are better than ours, their arrangements are more sophisticated than ours, and they must be guided by someone who is familiar with the terrain, so that they can walk on the ground in this mountain!"

"Mu Jun deserves his reputation!"

Several people are sighing.

"Mu Longtu didn't stay in Hanzhong, but he came to plot against my Wudu. Very well, this time, if I want him to come, he won't come back!"

Zhang Xiu's mood gradually calmed down. Looking at the current situation, he raised his head slightly, looked around, and looked at the eyes of these captains. Under the defeat, all the generals obviously lost their spirits.

After being silent for a while, he said: "The whole army, we are going to go back to the debate!"

"Young general, didn't the general say that it's not easy to go back to the debate now?"

Zhang Xian said with his hands clasped.

"Humph!"

Zhang Xiu snorted coldly: "I can't let my uncle die tragically and remain indifferent. We can't plan to join the wolf tribe. The Mu army must have the main force here. Let me argue. I don't believe that the Mu army dares to come out. Even if this matter They fought the next round, but they suffered heavy losses, we have to fight a long-distance attack, and we must fight back!"

Ever since he withdrew from Shenlang Valley, he had already realized that among the Shenlang tribe, he was powerless and had no choice but to withdraw. He said that if he was lucky enough to keep Xiabian, he would be able to keep the independence of this army. Otherwise, if Zhang Ji died, he might not be the commander of this Xiliang army. After all, the Xiliang army has It is his uncle Zhang Ji who is influential, not him.

He wanted to kill Xiabian, but more importantly, he wanted to regain a face, the loser's face.

He lost this battle.

Therefore, he needs to win, and he needs to attack the unprepared. He still has about [-] soldiers and horses in his hand. He and Hu Che'er are both fierce generals. Next debate, there is still a chance.

"Hu Che'er, where are the prisoners from Ghost Wolf Mountain?" Zhang Xiu asked at this time.

It would be a good thing if the tens of thousands of prisoners from Ghost Wolf Mountain could be sent back to Wudu for a debate, but it would be impossible to do so in a short period of time.

"It's too late to clean up!"

Hu Che'er said: "Received the news that the general is in danger, I directly led the army to leave Ghost Wolf Mountain and rushed here. If it could be done earlier, the general will be safe. As for the Qiang people, I don't care, and I don't have time. tidy!"

"never mind!"

Zhang Xiu gritted her teeth, it was really an empty basket to fetch water and cost her uncle's life, this battle is really aggrieved.

…………

……

Debate.

The battle is still going on. Although the Mujun Zhanhuying has strong combat effectiveness, its strength is still insufficient, and the siege equipment is scarce. On the battlefield of frontal attack, it encounters the tenacious resistance of the Xiliang Army led by Lei Xu, which naturally forms the present situation. Hold the situation.

"Failed again!"

Standing under the city, Mu Jing watched this scene with a cold look in his eyes.

"Damn it!"

Han Xian bowed his head on one knee, fisted with both hands, and the battle armor on his body was still stained with blood, looking full of hostility.

"Continue to attack!"

Mu Jing said softly: "The main attack is here, to attract all their attention, whether we can break the city or not depends on that guy Lei Hu!"

"Yes!"

Han Siam took the order and left.

……

Xiabian City, on the north side.

Northeast corner.

"Master Captain, according to the blueprint, as long as you cross this cliff, you will enter Xiabian City!" A personal guard spread out the map and showed it to Lei Hu.

Lei Hu raised his head, looked at it, and took a deep breath in his heart.

This is really a cliff.

"Climb up!"

Lei Hu gritted his teeth, and said coldly: "In the first line, choose the strongest [-] soldiers, take the ropes, and climb up with bare hands. After climbing up, let the soldiers climb up without any intention. Too much time wasted, within two hours, we must climb over this cliff!"

(End of this chapter)