Zhao Yun squatted down and helped Liu Bei sit on the ground, calming him a little.

"Cao Cao's reinforcements have arrived. If we stay here, we will continue to be disturbed and we will be entangled with several times the enemy tomorrow." Zhao Yun said to Liu Bei again.

Liu Bei nodded slightly, he was so tired that he could not hold on.

Zhao Yun then shouted: "Yang Qun!"

A mighty man in mail came out of the line.

Zhao Yun said: "You lead a hundred cavalry and search southward. Do not seek to kill the enemy. Be sure to disperse a small number of enemy troops and do not allow them to get closer to our team."

Yang Qun took the order and went there.

Zhao Yun continued: "The king is tired, come a few people and help the king rest. Come a few more people to clean up for Military Advisor Pang... for Military Advisor Pang."

The entourage rushed up and took care of the two.

Zhao Yunchuo got on his gun and saw Chen Dao coming, he quickly raised his voice: "Uncle Zhi! You go and rectify the wounded and scattered troops on the banks of Cheng Guoku. Within a moment, the system must be neatly established!"

Chen Dao bowed and turned around and left.

Generally speaking, as long as Liu Bei is present, Zhao Yun rarely speaks when he holds the sword. Many soldiers are used to his existence, and it seems that he does not exist at all. But at this time, Zhao Yun naturally takes over the command and starts to issue orders. Everyone then obeys without hesitation.

Zhao Yun asked again: "Where is General Yide?"

The entourage replied, "I'm still sleeping, but I should be fine."

"Wake him up and let him protect the king and leave first!"

The soldiers were a little restless. Wei Yan took a step and stopped and asked, "General Zilong, are we going to withdraw our troops?"

"We cannot persist around Chang'an. We can only retreat to the northern plains of Xianyang to station first, and then discuss future responses." Zhao Yun nodded.

All the generals present have rich experience. Many people think so, but no one dares to say so. At this time, Zhao Yun spoke calmly, Wei Yan bowed and said no more.

Zhao Yun called Wei Yan instead: "Chief Wen, your department is responsible for guiding the way, let's go now."

"yes."

"This order must also be conveyed to General Huang." Zhao Yun pointed to the commander: "Send more people to send orders in separate ways and send orders, and don't delay."

"Yes." Several soldiers were on their horses and galloped away.

"Where is Ma Chao?" someone asked.

Zhao Yun shook his head: "Don't worry about him, Ma Mengqi will naturally determine the situation, he doesn't need us to report it."

After a day of fierce battle, after experiencing panic and retreating, he also tried to win with all his might. He paid a heavy price. In the end, he failed to defeat his opponent and still had to evacuate, and he retreated at night. In such a mess, the soldiers were inevitably a little depressed and even a little panicked.

Fortunately, the commanders and generals of all the soldiers were there, and the soldiers had their backbone. At this moment, everyone only carried their own weapons, rolled up the flags, piled them on the backs of the horses, and walked west along the gentle river beach on the south bank of Chengguo Canal.

Before leaving, they handed over the extra Songming torches to Zhao Yun's troops. Zhao Yun personally brought a small number of soldiers to cut off the rear, and asked the soldiers to raise two torches each to forge the posture that the troops were still here.

It was dark and although it was walking along the river, it was in a general direction, but it was inevitable that it was blocked by swamps, wetlands or winding rivers along the way. Some troops had inexplicably lost contact with Wei Yan's troops and crashed into the continuous forest and deserted tombs, so they had to return along the original road. There were also troops who could maintain the system in the beginning, but as they walked, fewer and fewer people in the queue, and I don't know where everyone went.

Fortunately, after more than ten miles of trekking, I ran into the troops sent by the Beiyuan Camp in Xianyang. So the scattered team gathered again and continued to move forward. I walked to the corner of Chengguo Canal bend north, and finally saw the camp set up by my companions.

This camp is more than 80 miles away from Yanglingyi. Relying on a city platform in the southwest corner of Maolingyi, there are open and gentle canals on the south and west sides, as if a peninsula is easy to defend but difficult to attack. At this moment, the troops staying here are led by Xiang Chong. While building a defense, they have been waiting for the battle ahead all day.

In the afternoon, Wei Yan's troops were ordered to return for reinforcements. In case of precautions, Xiang Chong urgently mobilized a force originally belonging to Wu Yi's troops on the north bank of the Wei River to fill the defense. He also temporarily collected ships and rafts and built a barely available floating bridge on the Chengguo Canal.

At this time, the soldiers passed the pontoon bridge and headed into the camp.

Xiang Chong rode his horse, galloped back and forth on the river beach, constantly calling for orders, directing the soldiers who were landing to enter the camp in order according to the prior arrangement.

But the soldiers fought for a day and finally could rest at this time. They almost didn't care about command. Thousands of people quickly became in chaos. Many people couldn't wait, so they took off their armor and swam across the Chengguo Canal. More people followed suit. Soon the north bank was covered with wet mud and water, and many gentle river beaches were trampled into mud ponds that were beyond their feet.

Even elite knights did not obey Xiang Chong's command and swam directly.

At this time, the sky was dark, and the clouds in the sky overlapped and spread, covering the stars and moonlight. After a large number of war horses came to the canal, they were suddenly noisy and crowded. In fact, the river water was not deep and would exceed the horse's belly, but there was inevitably silt and gravel under the water. Once the horse's hooves stepped on it, they would easily slip.

These war horses also ran for a day, generally exhausted and injured. A horse was panicked and neighed, and then caused other war horses to rush and collided with each other. It immediately stirred the entire water surface like boiling, and countless vortexes and waves entangled and collided with each other. Many soldiers crossing the river in the middle of the cavalry cursed and were washed down by mud and water. Once someone fell down, they could no longer see it.

This was an extremely dangerous situation. Xiang Chong hurriedly urged the horse into the water and rushed over to stop it with a few subordinates. But his identity was not high enough after all, and sometimes he could not suppress the anxious soldiers, so more people began to swim, and the chaos caused by the frightened horse spread rapidly.

Xiang Chong shouted repeatedly, and his war horse was hit by a soldier who had crossed the water with his hands and feet, and suddenly staggered. Xiang Chong didn't pay attention and was thrown into the water in an instant.

Xiang Chong was suffocating with water and wanted to stand up.

In order to prevent Cao's army from chasing, he led his subordinates to come forward and provoked many times, and he kept his armor and armor all day long. At this time, armor and armor became an obstacle for him to get up. He was soaked in water and could not ask for help. Even if he barely emerged from the water and shouted a few times, there was darkness around him, and everyone rushed to cross the water and into the camp, and no one paid attention to him.

After struggling for a while, once he almost stood firm, but a war horse beside him hit him and pushed him into the water again.

Xiang Chong drank several sips of mud and water, and he felt his lungs were about to explode.

"I didn't expect to die here!" A thought flashed through his mind.

The next moment, a great force was applied to him, pulling him out of the water.

Xiang Chong barely distinguished, and in the dark night, he came close to him and saw that the one who saved him was a giant man in black robe and black armor. The giant man stood on the floating bridge and reached out and grabbed more than a hundred kilograms of armor from the water, as if he was not exhausted at all.

"General Zhang?" Xiang Chongxi said: "You are fine!"

"It's Jun Guang who's saved it." Zhang Fei turned around and said.

"It's fine." The person who answered behind Zhang Fei was Liu Bei, the King of Hanzhong.

Xiang Chong held his knees with both hands, coughed and choked with tears in his eyes, but couldn't help but smile and said, "Your Majesty is fine, either!"

Liu Bei said gently: "The camp here is very good. Jun Guang, thank you for your hard work!"

Xiang Chongzhi asked for an answer, but heard a soldier behind the pontoon bridge shouting impatiently: "Is there a fool in front of you? Go quickly! What are you doing!"

Zhang Fei was about to scold him, but Liu Bei pulled him.

The group did not say much and quickly walked through the floating bridge.

Stepping on the creaking bridge, Liu Bei raised his energy and said to Xiang Chong: "The war has not stopped yet, and the soldiers must not be in chaos. I will let you supervise the camp and send twenty Baili soldiers to obey your command. You are fully responsible for the order here. If anyone does not obey the order, he can be killed on the spot and there is no need to report it to me."

Xiang Chong was surprised and said it was repeated.

Liu Bei could see clearly the scene just now. He saw that Xiang Chong had set up a tight camp and was not chaotic at all. He also saw that many brave and fearless soldiers were completely disorganized and acted recklessly at this time, as if a setback had taken away their spirits.

This made Liu Bei very dissatisfied. In his decades of military career, he suffered more defeats. Many times, which were far more tragic than today, would not allow his soldiers to indulge them to this extent.

When Pang Tong was there, he secretly made suggestions to Liu Bei several times.

He said that since the Jing and Yizhou were all taken, many soldiers enjoyed wealth and honor. The bravery and fearlessness of the past, they did not bow their heads, and were gradually replaced by greed, loose and tired, and unwilling to make progress. If this continues, the strength of the army will weaken and the regime will lose its determination to advance.

Therefore, Pang Tong always likes to use his high-pitched state and radical attitude to stimulate the emotions of everyone around him, like a whip whistling, forcing everyone to run without stopping. He hopes that the entire regime will always strive forward boldly, not fear difficulties or failure.

In the military strategy, Pang Tong always desires variables and is willing to choose the boldest response in the dramatic changes.

When Zhou Yu was under Zhou Yu's subordinates, he persuaded Zhou Yu to seize Liu Bei with tough measures and forcefully seize Jingzhou. After joining Liu Bei, he led the rapid capture of Yizhou and the war against Hanzhong. These experiences increasingly made him believe that bold and vigorous means were always effective.

That is why he led the battle in Guanzhong, led Liu Bei to lead troops to attack Yanglingyi, and Liu Bei almost seized the opportunity of a great victory in the bad situation of great defeat, almost killing the great enemy that he would definitely survive.
Chapter completed!