Xian Dynasty Era

Chapter 210

Chapter 210

As Zheng's army pulled out the camp in a big way, such a posture will eventually be noticed by Shi Jingguan's guards.

"General, do you want to send troops to pursue? The morale of the enemy army is low. If you send troops to pursue, you may leave a few soldiers behind." A lieutenant beside Yang Fu showed a look of joy on his exhausted face after days of fighting. asked anxiously.

Yang Fu frowned, and said in a low voice, "What are you chasing? We have few troops, how can we pursue them? Kuang Pang Guan used his troops with sophistication, falsehoods and tricks. In case of any tricks and tricks...it's better to let them retreat."

Yang Fu's temperament is cautious and heavy, and he has been guarding the pass for many years without any mistakes. This concentration is at least better than using troops.

"What the general said is true." The deputy general said in a low voice with a sullen expression on his face.

At this moment, on the official road thirty miles away from Shijing Pass, the scorching sun of June scorched the earth, the willows beside the official road were swaying, and the cicadas were singing long in summer. It's just that Zheng Guo's army, which was originally high-spirited, is now listless and dazed.

Even the flag officer holding the flag didn't even stand up straight.

In the past, there must have been guarding military academy captains who patrolled back and forth, chopping off the horsewhip, but affected by the depressing momentum, even the Zheng Guo Military Academy felt that the future was bleak.

The news that Yingyin Chong County was attacked by Su County gradually spread to the army after all. Corn, grain, fodder, and military equipment were all captured by the Soviet army.

Now that there is no collapse, it is the result of Zheng Jun's well-trained and Pang Guanzhi's soldiers.

In a carriage covered by a curtain and with a tall shaft, Pang Guan was half leaning on the carriage, with a high forehead covered with a white towel. Severe illness, lack of breath.

After all, Pang Guan is already over sixty years old, and as he gets older, he does not enter the realm of a master, and his vitality gradually declines.

At this time, Bianguan arrived on a flying horse, reined in the horse, and Cao Pian, the commander of Zheng Guo's army, said in a deep voice: "Mr. Pang, Shijingguan did not send troops to pursue it."

"Yang Fu belongs to the tortoise, let the Chinese army withdraw." Pang Guan seemed not surprised by this result, and said weakly.

Yingyin was subdued, and all the cavalry sent were lost. Even his disciple Qin Ju was killed before the army. This can be said to be the defeat that Pang Guan has never encountered since he joined the army. feel depressed.

"Mr. Pang, I have something to say in my humble position. I don't know if I should say it or not?" Cao Pian, the chief secretary of the marching army, showed some hesitation on his face, and got the words.

"Say, why are you hesitating?" Pang Guan frowned and shouted.

Cao Pian collected his thoughts and said softly, "Mr. Pang, the morale of our army is low now. Even if we return to Yingyin, it will be difficult to defeat Jiancheng."

Pang Guan's old eyes under the silkworm's eyebrows flickered for a moment, and asked, "What do you think?"

Cao Pian pondered for a moment, and said: "From the perspective of a humble position, it is better to put the whole army first, go around Yingyin and return to Wuyang, and then plan another plan."

The so-called master should not raise his troops because of anger. In Cao Pian's view, Pang Guan is now taking advantage of his anger to attack Yingyin, which is more like being led by the nose by the Soviet army.

"So, just throw Bianjun Yingyin to the Soviet army?" Pang Guan looked gloomy and said angrily, "If you lost your teacher and lost your land, how would you go back and give it to Mr. Zheng?"

Facing Pang Guan, who was still angry, Cao Pian argued with reason, and said loudly: "But now the morale is low, and the Yin Yin is hard to get down. Our army may be defeated. General Pang is unparalleled, please think again."

Hearing this, Pang Guan took a deep look at the middle-aged civil servant.

Cao Pian wears a black crown on his head, and Zheng Guohuang and black official robes. He is just forty years old, with a beard under his chin, calm eyes, and a majestic mask.

"According to your strategy, it will take a few days, at least five days, to abandon Yingyin and return to Wuyang! In the heart of the defeated army, they leave in panic. The Soviet army only needs one cavalry to follow and attack. What is waiting for us is A defeat!" Pang Guan said leisurely: "Since the Soviet army has the courage to attack my Yingyin along the river, do you think they have the courage to cover up our army?"

When Cao Pian heard this, his complexion couldn't help changing drastically. It has to be said that Pang Guan was thoughtful.

The Soviet army will definitely take advantage of the situation to attack the defeated army of Zheng Guo. At that time, what awaits Zheng Guo will be a big defeat.

"I didn't think well in my humble position, and I missed the military plan a few times." Cao Pian cupped his hands.

Pang Guan said: "If you can think that the whole army is the top, you will not be in vain following this old man for many years. You can be a general."

Pang Guan gave a few more words of encouragement.

"As for the morale depression, there will be a solution." Pang Guan's eyes were deep, and he said in a low voice: "I will use the turtle's breath to feign death to create a mourning army, cross the water, fight against the water, and attack Yingyin, I didn't believe it, the mourning soldiers returned to the soldiers, and fought to the death with the heart of death, but I still can't take down a small county town!"

"Fake death?" Cao Pian's expression changed when he heard the words, and he advised, "Mr. Pang, is this plan too risky?"

The so-called tension is too tight, it is possible that the morale of Zheng Jun's sluggishness has plummeted, and it is very likely that it will cause a rout.

"No, the generals and the imperial army are well-trained. After the general's death, you will hold the sword of the general, supervise the military affairs, and encourage the morale of the army. Tell them that if you don't give up, the soldiers' return will be cut off, and there will be no more life. In this way, the soldiers will be determined to die, and then your army will rely on Yingshui to storm the county, and it will take two days at most."

Hearing Pang Guan's arrangement, Cao Pian couldn't feel his heart beating non-stop, his face was flushed, and his breathing became a little rough!

He has been by Pang Guan's side as a military counselor and in charge of marching and dispatching for ten years without knowing it, but it is the first time he is leading the army alone and taking on such a responsibility.

He also claims to have read military books well, so why doesn't he want to be a commander-in-chief to attack the country?Although Pang Guan single-handedly managed this strategy of mourning soldiers, but when the time comes to make a sudden decision, it will be Cao Pian who mobilizes the army!

"You must live up to Duke Pang's great trust!" Cao Pian replied in a deep voice, his heart agitated.

In the evening, there were bursts of wailing from the Pangguan carriage under the large banner of the Chinese army.

As soon as Zheng Jun heard the news, all of them turned pale with fright, they all ran to the carriage, grabbed the crying rider, and asked, "Mr. Pang, what's going on?"

"Mr. Pang, after dinner, was so depressed that he vomited blood and fell into a coma." Facing Zheng Guoyi's response to the fierce military academy's questioning, the warrior said in a trembling voice, obviously a little panicked.

"How are you taking care of Mr. Pang's daily life!" At this moment, a black-faced, burly young general glared angrily at his face.

Several other generals also looked unfriendly.

"Duke Pang fell ill and the army is in danger, you dare to make noise!" At this time, Cao Pian, the chief of the army, frowned, and stopped in a deep voice.

He has a square face and extraordinary majesty. At this moment, he reprimanded the generals in front of the battle, and his voice was not angry but majestic.

The black-faced general was obviously very unconvinced, and said: "You fellow, I'll wait for the general to discuss matters, how can you, a scholar, have any reason to interrupt!"

At this moment, there was a soft humming sound from inside the carriage, but it was Pang Guan who woke up from his lethargy, and saw this veteran with a face like gold paper, his eyes were slack, and he looked exhausted.

This suddenly attracted the attention of the generals.

"Generals...you can come here...I have something to say." Pang Guan's voice was somewhat out of breath.

As the crowd approached, they all looked worried, so someone asked, "Pang Gong, is it better?"

Pang Guan's face was pale, his voice was weak, and he said: "Masters, I'm going to be angry and suffocated. Return to Xinzheng!"

At this moment, Pang Guan's acting skills exploded, vividly portraying the image of a veteran who is loyal to the country and harbors deep anger.

"Duke Pang, the army is in danger of being destroyed at any moment, can you leave us alone?" A middle-aged general looked sad and his eyes were red.

Affected by this atmosphere, the other ten Zheng Guojun generals also looked sad, and felt as if their hearts were being stabbed, and they were hit hard with a sledgehammer.

This is Pang Guan's "wow", spit out another mouthful of blood, and smiled miserably on his old face.

"Please, gentlemen."

"Duke Pang!"

More than a dozen Zheng Guojun generals couldn't hide their grief and shouted in unison.

"After the old man's death, Cao Pian, the head of the army, will be in charge of the military affairs of the army. Cao Pian has been with the old man for many years and always has a strategy. Even if you look at the old man, you must not disobey the military order..."

After Pang Guan finished speaking intermittently, he pointed in the direction of Yingyin City and said, "Mie Su, Mie Su!"

Then, the right hand hangs down weakly, and the head tilts, it is "exhausted"!

"Duke Pang!"

At this moment, all the generals of Zheng Guo were weeping loudly, no matter how big or small the generals suddenly heard the news of Pang Guan's death, they all looked confused, their eyes were dull, and they looked like they had lost their minds.

Generally, this kind of situation means that the morale of the army is depressed, and the camp roar may occur at any time.

(End of this chapter)