The smoke and dust were rising closer and closer, and there was a faint sound of war horses neighing. It was Zhang Liao's Yanbei Cavalry.

Huang Zhong wiped the cold sweat from his cheeks, clenched his fists tightly, and shouted: "The archer shot his foot and covered each other with the sword and shield hands to retreat towards Luojian!"

The king of cavalry fighting on the plains is not only fast, but also has the powerful power of giving way to infantry fear. Once entangled by them, it will be difficult for these soldiers of Huang Zhong to retreat safely. If you want to minimize losses as much as possible, you can only rely on the river to block the cavalry's pursuit.

Luojian is a tributary injected into the Huai River east of the Feishui River. Although its water volume is not as large as that of a war horse, it is not as shallow as a war horse. The river water is nothing to the soldiers under Huang Zhong's command. Even wearing armor and weapons, they can easily swim across the river.

Only in this way can this army be preserved by promoting one's strengths and defeating the enemy's weaknesses.

Although Huang Zhong is famous for his courage, he is not a reckless man without a mind.

Gao Shun looked at Huang Zhongjun's retreating formation intently and felt a sense of mutual appreciation. The dense rain of arrows during the battle between the river, the fierce shirtless warrior, and the gray hair of Huang Zhong under the tiger-patterned helmet all left a deep impression on Gao Shun.

If Huang Zhong did not talk about strategy and retreated southward, Zhang Liao's cavalry could surround the retreating soldiers from all directions. Now Huang Zhong retreated along Luojian, which can avoid the unfavorable situation of being attacked by the enemy from all sides. With rivers as a support, it can block the rapid advancement of the cavalry and rejuvenate the soldiers with frustrated confidence, and on the other hand, it can maximize the long-range power of the archers.

There are two standards for judging the ability of generals: one is the ability to attack cities and capture villages; the other is the ability to retreat in adverse circumstances; those who can achieve these two points at the same time can be considered as generals.

On the floating bridge, the large army of Yuan Shu's army was slowly crossing the river. Zhang Xun, as the commander of the coalition, was also among them at this time. In addition to being a little older than half a year ago, Zhang Xun had more fat on his body, making him look like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered. At this point, Zhang Xun and his master Yuan Shu have the same virtue.

"General Gao Shun, all the enemies are defeated, why don't we pursue the victory?" Zhang Xun asked in surprise when he saw that Gao Shun did not chase Huang Zhong's defeated soldiers.

Gao Shunrui's eyes swept over Zhang Xun like an eagle falcon and said coldly: "The camp suffered a lot of casualties and no longer had the power to fight!"

Zhang Xun glanced at the injured soldiers beside Gao Shun, a hint of gloss flashed through his eyes, and said, "Since that's the case, we must not let Huang Zhong escape. The soldiers, follow me!"

After saying that, Zhang Xun moved his bloated body, grabbed the big knife on the saddle with difficulty, and urged the horse to go in the direction of Huang Zhong's retreat. Behind him, he saw the profitable Yuan Shu army soldiers rushing forward, rushing with Zhang Xun without any formation.

"General, this guy Zhang Xun is really not a fucking thing. We worked hard to fight him, but he came to grab the credit!" Cao Xing grinned in pain and said.

Gao Shun smiled coldly and said, "Hmph, Zhang Xun is going to make trouble for himself. In a short while, he will come back in a mess."

"Yes. Huang Zhong did not retreat southward directly, but turned to Luojian in the southeast, which shows that he was not panicked. If he had to chase after him, it would be very likely to cause casualties." The horse's hooves were neighing, and Zhang Liao, who had thick eyebrows and long beards, grabbed the reins from afar, jumped off the horse and said loudly.

Gao Shun looked at Zhang Liao wearing heavy iron armor and chuckled, nodded and said, "There are indeed several generals under Gao Chong's command who are good at fighting, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat Sun Ce repeatedly. Just look at Huang Zhong's ability in front of him."

Zhang Liao took off his helmet and revealed a four-faced hole. Although his eyes were not big, they were smart and brave. He smiled and said, "Zhang Xun's pursuit saved a lot of trouble. We can just accept the remaining soldiers later!"

Unlike Zhang Liao's spirit, Gao Shun has always been happy and angry. The smile that just now on the corner of his mouth is the most frank way for him to express his feelings. Now he looks calm and only asked lightly: "How many soldiers and horses are there in Yuan Shu?"

"No more than a thousand soldiers. After taking Shouchun, I have ordered eight hundred straits to hurry back to Jiangting. This time, even if Yuan Shu has nine lives, he will not be able to survive!" Zhang Liao's tone showed a sense of hatred. He had never had a good impression of the licentious Yuan Shu.

Gao Shun nodded, he was not interested in dealing with Yuan Shu's concubines and palace maids, and the swords in the hands of the warriors in the camp were not used to stab women who had no ability to resist.

Luojian, this is the name of the people for this river that pours into the Huai River from south to north. In official records, another name of Luojian is "Qingluojian". Huang Zhong led his troops to cross Luojian and then turned to the southeast and headed to Quyang West. Looking back, except for Zhang Xun's troops still chasing him relentlessly, Gao Shun and Zhang Liao's army did not follow suit.

"Slow down and wait for the guys behind you!" Huang Zhong cut his knife and shouted in a deep voice.

"General, why is this? The enemy soldiers are behind you. If you are slow-down-!" The young pawn who was passing the order couldn't help asking.

Huang Zhong's face, which had been tense, showed a smile and said, "It's better to be slower! If you're almost there, you won't be able to eat this fat sheep behind?"

The young master was originally a smart man. After hearing this, he immediately understood that Huang Zhong had the intention of a fight back, so he ran happily to pass the order.

The chase from afternoon to evening, Zhang Xun was already sore and sore, and even the war horses were too strong. When he was about to return, Huang Zhong's defeated soldiers appeared in front of him from Shi Shiran. What was even more annoying was that he even abandoned all the flags, armor, and military weapons. As a result, Huang Zhong's soldiers were abandoned all the way, and the more they ran, the easier it was; Zhang Xun's soldiers picked up all the way, and the more they chased them, the more they struggled.

"Where is the front?" Zhang Xun found a bamboo couch from somewhere and ordered four soldiers to carry it in turn. Xiao was like this, and Zhang Xun was still tired.

"Go back to General, it's Xiquyang!" The young man who looked up at the bamboo bed was covered in sweat and said with a bitter face.

When we arrived in Xiquyang, Yuan Shu's soldiers who had finally pieced together arrived here, and were already panting and exhausted.

Xi Quyang was once the fief of Quyang Marquis. With the rise of war, Quyang had similar fates with many other Marquis countries, and was inevitably annexed by the dominant princes. Just before Yuan Shu attacked King Chen, Quyang Marquis also waited for annexation for Yuan Shu in the name of clearing out the bandits.

Now, in addition to the remaining tiles, they can also vaguely retain memories of the prosperity of the Hou Kingdom back then, Quyang City has become a dilapidated ruin.

"Damn it—. If you run like this, you must be exhausted. Someone will send me a command to return to the teacher!" Zhang Xun moved his body with difficulty, and his fat body squeaked the unstable bamboo couch.

Just as Zhang Xun finished speaking, he heard the soldiers in front of him clamoring and chaotic. Zhang Xun thought that the soldiers were turning over to fight for the items abandoned by the enemy, so he didn't care.

But who knew that the chaos became more and more intense. Not only the soldiers at the forefront, but also Zhang Xun's central army began to make a noise, and there were also bursts of exclamations: "Oh no, the enemy is coming!"

"Go and see what's going on?" Zhang Xun still disbelief. Huang Zhong was killed by Gao Shun and fled. How could he still have the power to fight again? Zhang Xun knew the ability to trap the camp.

"General, the enemy is here, let's run!" A lower-level general dressed in a military marquis ran quickly over Zhang Xun's side. Before he could finish speaking, he spread his legs and ran towards the back.

Before Zhang Xun could react, the crowds rushed to the ground with his bamboo couch. The soldiers who were only concerned about the escaped soldiers could not care about what the general was or not. No matter how Zhang Xun's followers shouted, they could not stop the defeated soldiers holding the rats.

Huang Zhong's counterattack came at the right time. The two thousand soldiers who went north with Huang Zhong from Jingnan can be said to be mostly warriors one in a hundred. When it comes to the ability to travel through mountains and rivers, these soldiers who are used to mountains and rivers are naturally not afraid of them, and are more than twice as strong as Zhang Xun's new soldiers who have just entered the battle formation.

If it weren't for Zhang Xun's incompetence, if you could have noticed that Huang Zhong's plan to lure the enemy into depth earlier and wipe out the enemy's plan, everything would be destined to be unchanged now. Just like a race to compete for endurance, only by reserving enough energy in advance can you become the winner who persevered until the end. Zhang Xun's rash move overestimated not only lost Yuan Shu's only strength, but also took his own life.

In the midst of the chaos, Zhang Xun, who was lying on the ground, was trampled hard by countless feet over his fat body. He was already weak and could not stand it. When the dispersed entourage found him again, Zhang Xun's eyes were turned pale and his death was over.

The last general under Yuan Shu died in Xiquyang. Coincidentally, Zhang Xun, who led his army to attack and destroy Quyang City, was also the one who slaughtered the people in the city. All of this seemed to be in the dark and desolate the will of heaven.

Jiangting is just a small port near Qushui. The largest official here was the pavilion chief, but now it has become the temporary place for the once famous right general Yuan Shu to live in.

Yuan Shu, who was only fifty years old, had a haggard face and swollen body, like a dead rotten tree that could blow him down with a gust of wind.

A hungry and thin maid with a dish-like face brought a jar of clear water. Yuan Shuqiang opened his swollen eyes, looked at it, and waved his hand to knock the jar to the ground, and said sternly: "Why don't you get honey water?"

The maid was already thin, and she could not withstand Yuan Shu's heavy push. She fell to the ground. She sobbed and picked up the altar piece. The sharp gap cut out blood marks on her pair of slender hands. After hearing Yuan Shu's words, the maid's long-standing resentment could no longer be suppressed. She raised her head and said excitedly: "Where is honey water, only blood water?"

Yuan Shu was furious. He could not have expected that a lowly maid would dare to contradict himself. He was about to order the maid to behead him. At this time, his son-in-law Huang Yi suddenly ran in from outside and said, "Father, General Zhang has just sent someone to report that the coalition forces have successfully broken through the Huai River Ferry. He is now leading his army to pursue and defeat the stroke!"

Although Yuan Shu had long returned the imperial title, Huang Yi and several other relatives were still called emperors in private, and Yuan Shu also responded happily. This time, he sent Zhang Xun, Gao Shun and Zhang Liao to march into Shouchun with the purpose of regaining Huainan and restoring the previous territory and momentum.

The world is not just a family named Liu.

As long as we can regain Huainan this time, it is not impossible to make a comeback.

Thinking of this, Yuan Shu laughed, suddenly thought about it again, and asked, "Did Lu Bu's army pursue each other?"

Huang Yi was a scholar who only knew how to write, ink, poetry, and was powerless. When he heard Yuan Shu’s question, he said tremblingly: “The general’s army’s comments did not specify the details. I think we should chase them together!”

Yuan Shu's face changed slightly and he said anger: "How can you be foolish about this important matter? Why don't you send someone to find out the truth quickly? You don't want to go there in person this time. If Zhang Xun is also here, there is no need to say much. If only our army pursues, let Zhang Xun return quickly and not fight greedy!"

Although Yuan Shu had been emptied by wine and sex, the experience of fighting among the princes for so many years told him that there were no eternal allies or eternal enemies. In the face of interests, all vows were unreliable. This time, Lu Bu agreed to send troops to Huai Shang, and his purpose was not as simple as expelling Gao Chong.

Huang Yi lowered his head and responded timidly, turned around and prepared to cross the Huai south. After Yuan Shu said these words, his face was as good as gold paper, and his pale yellow. He almost couldn't breathe in his throat.

Just then, Yuan Yin hurriedly ran in from outside with a panic expression, and shouted while running: "Brother, something is wrong. Jiang Ting is surrounded by Lu Bu's soldiers!"

"What did you say?" Yuan Shu's face was abnormal, and he felt a sense of depression and depression in his chest.

Yuan Yin's face looked like a mortal face and said, "Outside, suddenly, a large number of soldiers under the banner of Zhang Liaoyan's North Cavalry came. They were searching each family by household without saying a word?"

"What do they want to do?" Yuan Shu's heart skipped a beat and fell on the bed. He vaguely guessed the purpose of Zhang Liao's troops.

"Brother, what should I do?" Yuan Yin was still very capable of talking, but he had no idea when dealing with Dao Bing, and he was just in a hurry.

Yuan Shu calmed down and pulled off a piece of jade technique from his waist, handed it to Yuan Yin and ordered: "You can find a way to avoid the soldiers outside, sneak out of Jiangting to find Zhang Xun, and ask him to bring his troops back quickly. He said this is my order. If he doesn't believe it, you can hand him this piece of jade technique."

Yuan Yin received the Yu Jue tremblingly, with a look of despair in his eyes and asked, "Brother, what if I can't get out?"

Seeing that Yuan Yin was still from his mother-in-law, Yuan Shu was so angry that he slapped on the bed and said, "It's urgent to be urgent. Why don't you leave quickly? If you are too late, I will die here!" After saying that, a mouthful of blood had already emerged from the corner of his mouth. The maid hurriedly handed the white silk to wipe it, and the plain white silk was immediately dyed blood red.

At this moment, I heard a crowd of people outside the door. A group of soldiers hugged a man tied up into the room. Yuan Shu looked closely and saw that the person being urged to be Huang Yi who had just left.

"Everyone can kill the traitor!" The leader of the army, Lu Bu, glanced at Yuan Shu with a fat pig ear and said loudly with contempt.

With his shout, there were a burst of shouts inside and outside the room. When Yuan Shu heard that his mind was irreversible, he stamped his feet and beat his chest, and sighed to the sky and said, "Is Yuan's Highway even so?"

Yuan Shu called out several times before he finished speaking. The blood that had just been suppressed gushed out of his mouth again. This time the plain silk could no longer be blocked, and the blood stained his chest red in just a moment.

Suddenly, Yuan Shu's eyes widened, his hands and feet trembled. Although he was still stammering, he could no longer make a sound. After a few twitches, Yuan Shu, a thief from the four generations and three prominent families, tried to usurp the throne and proclaim himself emperor, died in anger.

A generation of Niaoxiong died in Jiangting.
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