In the central military tent, Cao Ren stood under the curtain, silently staring at the majestic Jiangling City in front of him in a daze, with a hint of melancholy in his solemn expression.
As the commander-in-chief of Nanyang, this time, Cao Ren used the power granted to him by Cao Cao to use troops without asking for instructions. He originally thought that he could take advantage of the chaos in Jingzhou to fish out the big fish in Jiangling City, but now, Cao Ren painfully discovered that he seemed to have made the mistake of underestimating the enemy.
That Chen Dao from Jiangling City, a penniless soldier, managed to withstand a fierce attack several times his own with less than 3,000 soldiers.
At present, Soochow's naval forces are confronting Wenpin in Hanjin. In Cao Ren's view, Soochow's troops are only symbolic. They do not intend to make too many sacrifices for Liu Feng who has destroyed the balance in Jingzhou and go north to attack Xiangyang. , it¡¯s just a bluff.
But even so, Cao Ren had to dedicate a considerable number of troops and horses to protect Xiangyang. At present, there were only more than 13,000 troops left to attack Jiangling City.
Cao Ren can only hope that Guan Yu's army in the south of the Yangtze River can firmly stick Liu Feng's main force to the south. In this case, he will have enough time to find ways to recapture this once sad city.
While my mind was wandering, not far away, a person came in a hurry, it was General Fenwei Man Chong.
"General, something is not right. We just received intelligence that the Northwest Grain Camp was attacked by enemy troops."
Cao Ren was shocked by the words of full favor, but his expression soon returned to calm, and he asked: "Guan Yu's army is all in the south of the Yangtze River, and Liu Feng's troops in the north of the Yangtze River are only the three thousand in Jiangling. How can Chen Dao be here?" I don¡¯t dare to divide my troops to attack my grain camp again, I wonder where these troops and horses come from?¡±
Man Chong shook his head and said: "The situation is urgent and it is impossible to find out at the moment, but this troop is indeed under the banner of Liu Fengjun, and there are quite a lot of them."
Cao Ren paced in the tent, frowning slightly, and pondered for a long time: "The only possible explanation is that Liu Feng deployed some troops and horses to attack our grain camp with a bluff, hoping to relieve the pressure on Jiangling City. Pass on my order, Order the Liangying troops to guard the camp and not go out to fight."
Cao Ren¡¯s judgment seems to be in line with the existing intelligence, but Man Chong reminded: ¡°General, how Yuan Shao was defeated in the Battle of Guandu, we must learn from it.¡±
Cao Ren¡¯s expression suddenly changed.
In the Battle of Guandu, Cao Cao personally led an elite night attack on Wuchao. Yuan Shao was indecisive in using his troops. The soldiers and horses sent to rescue Wuchao were not enough to defeat Cao Cao. At the same time, he did not send his entire army to attack Cao Cao's camp in Guandu. As a result, both sides were defeated. This How could Cao Ren not remember such failed battles?
"Right now, Liu Feng's navy has blocked the Yangtze River, preventing us from obtaining information on the south bank in time. If the one attacking the grain camp is an elite Liu Feng army, our army will be in danger once the grain camp is lost."
Man Chong's words reminded Cao Ren. He pondered for a moment and then said: "What Boning said makes sense. I will order you to lead an army of seven thousand and quickly reinforce the grain camp. No matter which army is an elite or a ragtag army, you will And just destroy them."
The seven thousand troops and horses accounted for about half of the Jiangling camp, but Cao Ren was not worried that Chen Dao in the city would take the opportunity to leave the city to attack the camp. With his remaining seven or eight thousand troops, he had enough strength to suppress it. Jiangling enemy troops.
Seven thousand soldiers and horses were quickly mobilized from the besieging battalions and marched towards the northwest.
Just as Man Chong¡¯s army left Jiangling, nearly a hundred fishing boats quietly waiting on the south bank of the river sailed towards the other bank in a low-key manner.
In the evening, under the cover of dim light, a group of fishing boats landed on the river beach thirty miles upstream of Jiangling. The elite Changsha Army of more than 5,000 troops silently disembarked from the boats and went ashore, gathering on the riverside to stand by.
The setting sun was setting and the sky was getting darker. Taking this cover, the infantry of 5,000 men took a small path and made a large circle, sneaking behind the enemy camp in Jiangling.
When it was completely dark, this group of men and horses quietly sneaked to the side and rear of the enemy camp.
The low roar of the wind can be heard in my ears, like a beast quietly approaching its prey.
Liu Feng parted from the grass and looked into the distance. Not far away, Cao Jun's camp was brightly lit. Occasionally, a few soldiers came in and out to carry water. At this time, the soldiers had had dinner and were falling asleep. , there was silence in the enemy camp, and occasionally a lonely horse neighed.
Liu Feng¡¯s lips curled up slightly, revealing a strange and stern smile. Pang Tong¡¯s plan was successful.
After beheading Guan Yu, Fan Min, the prefect of Wuling, surrendered in Kaicheng, and the war in Jiangnan ended quickly in a short time. Liu Feng handed over the public security and frontline defense of Wuling to?Old general Huang Zhong and his 5,000 Changsha troops, while he himself led 4,000 elites and 10,000 barbarians from Samoko quietly crossed the Yangtze River north.
Although he can now mobilize more than 14,000 soldiers and horses to relieve the siege of Jiangling, the number of soldiers and horses is almost the same as that of Cao Ren's army, but Liu Feng also knows very well that his army only has more than 4,000 direct descendants of Changsha. As for Samoko's 10,000 barbarian troops, although they were large in number, they were far inferior to Cao Ren's elite Northern Army.
Fortunately, Liu Feng had a think tank like Pang Tong.
Pang Tong's strategy was actually very simple. Samoko's barbarian army landed on the north bank from the upper reaches and attacked Cao Ren's grain camp from the west. This forced Cao Ren to divide his troops to reinforce the grain camp, while Liu Feng led his 4,000 elite main force to seize the opportunity. Launch a night attack and destroy Cao Ren's base camp in one fell swoop.
This strategy itself is not very clever, but the reason why Liu Feng dared to use it was because although Cao Renjun was strong, it had a fatal flaw, that is, poor intelligence.
Liu Feng wanted to take advantage of the time lag when Cao Ren didn't know that Guan Yu had been destroyed, to catch him off guard.
Time passed by, and the sky turned dark unconsciously. Very few soldiers came in and out of the enemy camp. Except for the sentries on duty, Cao Jun's officers and soldiers seemed to have fallen asleep.
Liu Feng raised his head and glanced at the sky. The low clouds covered the moonlight and starlight, and there was darkness between heaven and earth.
The time is right.
He jumped onto his horse without hesitation, jumped out of the grass, pointed his silver spear at the camp of Cao Ren's army, and shouted: "Warriors, follow me to kill all Cao Ren's thieves!"
The silver spear of the divine horse flew towards the enemy camp like a dazzling meteor.
"Kill¡ª¡ª"
In the grass, four thousand warriors suddenly shouted in unison and appeared in unison, like fierce ghosts suddenly bursting out from hell, instantly breaking the tranquility of the night.
Four thousand elites lined up neatly, rushing towards their respective targets quickly, with a huge momentum, like an overwhelming force.
This area was located behind Cao Jun, which was originally the safest area, but because of this, it also became a blind spot for Cao Jun's reconnaissance. They would never have imagined that the enemy would come out from such a direction.
The more than 20 sentries on duty in front of the camp were chatting and keeping warm in the cold wind with their braziers wrapped around them. When they suddenly heard the cries of death that sounded like the earth was shattering, they were immediately stunned and froze in place.
They hurriedly picked up their weapons and searched into the darkness. Before their nerves could wake up from the surprise, they saw a white light coming like a rainbow. Before they could see clearly what the coming person looked like, the seven or eight people in front were already there. Stabbed to the ground.
Liu Feng took the lead and reached the camp gate. His silver spear surged and rainbows splashed in all directions. In the blink of an eye, he stabbed all the enemies guarding the gate to the ground.
He stood in front of the camp gate like a divine general descended from heaven. With his silver spear in action, the tiger and wolf warriors who followed him surged into the enemy camp like wild beasts that had crashed into a herd of sheep.
The assault team composed of two hundred spearmen, like crazed bulls, strode forward with large spears as long as two people in their hands.
The enemy who rushed out of the tent in panic was immediately stabbed into skewers. Along the way, the enemy's tents were bulldozed together, and the gray tents were suddenly dyed a bright red color. Countless pairs of feet followed them, and the people and tents were trampled into a pulp.
This large spear-like impact formation penetrated into the enemy's chest, and thrust unstoppably towards the enemy's heart, toward Cao Ren's central tent.
"Kill - kill -"
Amid the ghost-like roar, the four thousand Changsha Army marched forward. Cao's troops hurriedly emerged from the tent in twos and threes and were killed on the spot because they were scattered and out of formation.
Liu Feng leaped forward on his horse, swinging his heavy gun from left to right, killing all the enemy soldiers who rushed to block him. Wherever the blade passed, warm and viscous red liquid splashed everywhere.
Just like that, the attack towards the center of the enemy's camp continued, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed in dozens of feet like a crushing force. Cries echoed in his ears, Liu Feng's shirt was stained with blood, and countless enemies died under his gun.
As the forward charge deepened, the number of enemies blocking the attack gradually increased. A dense formation of enemies blocked the front of the Chinese army's tent, trying to block their progress.
If the Chinese army's tent falls, the morale of the army will inevitably be in chaos. No matter how many soldiers and horses there are, it means that they are not far from collapse. It seems that Cao Ren does not intend to retreat, but is preparing to defend the Chinese army and compete with this sudden enemy force. Down.
Cao Ren's tenacity inspired Liu Feng's fighting spirit. When he looked up, Cao Ren's flag was approaching.
Liu Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and he was full of murderous intent. He held a heavy spear in his left hand and a green sword in his right hand. He waved both hands together, slashing at the thorns like a whirlwind. The spear point and the sword energy passed by, killing those who hit him instantly. Handle the worldThe sharpest sword in the world tore through the enemy formation unstoppably.
In front of Liu Feng's ghost-like killing power, the enemy's already fragile will was almost shattered, and a gap was opened in the newly assembled blocking formation.
Liu Feng arrived directly in front of the Chinese army's tent. As long as he chopped down the big flag, the enemy's morale would be completely destroyed.
Seven or eight enemies swarmed forward to stop them. Liu Feng's sword slashed through them, and the head of the primary school member flew down. He kicked the body backwards and hit the enemies who rushed after him. Under this collision, several people behind immediately suffered broken bones and blood spurting out.
Under the majestic power, no one dared to stop him. The remaining enemies were frightened and fled in all directions.
Liu Feng strode forward, and when he was about to chop down the big flag, there was a sudden flash of cold light, and a bright broadsword struck from the side. .