Just came out of the yard, Zhao Ning met Zhao Beiwang on the face.

Zhao Beiwang was just the early days of Wang Jixing. He had no strength to fight against Yuan Muzhen today, so he has been staying in the Hedong Jiejie Movement to deal with military affairs.

"Jingyu Guan urgently reported. In front of Ra Raham this morning, in the Guancheng, he vowed with the elite blood alliance in the Beihu Army. He threatened to overcome Jingzuan Guan at the expense. Then he kissed the city and led the public to the city soldiers to start a blood battle. The offensive was fierce.

"

Zhao Beiwang originally intended to visit Zhao Xuanji and others' injuries. After being told by Zhao Ning that after they were not dangerous and had begun to retreat, they gave up their plans to disturb.

Military newspaper.

"Yuan Muzhen shot in Jinyang. Of course, the Beihu Army will attack. After he defeated His Majesty in Liangliang, the Beihu Army of Weizhou crossed the river to capture Yangliu City. From the perspective of Charaham, Yuan Muzhen's shot will inevitably take out.

Everyone lost. "

Zhao Ning was not surprised by the news, and it was a bit funny to judge.

"After the news of Yuan Mu's defeat reached in Jingyuguan, the Beihu Army was bound to be chaotic.

"In my opinion, Jingyuguan can take advantage of the counterattack -Jiali's child has also achieved the middle period of Wang Jizheng. She has her leadership enough to obtain good results." Zhao Beiwang said with a grasp of the beard.

Yang Jiani arrived in the middle of Wang Jizheng. This was logical to Zhao Ning. Although she had been a little earlier than he was expected, it was not worth surprising.

However, for Zhao Beiwang's obvious and reasonable method of war, he shook his head: "Whether Jing Yuanguan counterattacks, the overall battle of the Hedong Army, and the general situation of the national war is also inseparable.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Waiting for the situation of the Liang Liang and Liangzhou clear."

... ...

Lizhou.

Wei Wuxian received an emergency military newspaper from Xiji City.

"Boer's main force started crossing the river?"

Hearing this news, Wei Wuxian immediately realized that it was not good.

He immediately thought of the key to the problem: Yuan Muzhen took the shot in Liangliang, defeated Song Zhi forced him to escape. The Central Plains Army's heart collapsed.

The Boer Department on the other side should take advantage of this momentum to attack Xizhou.

"President Zhao is not there. No one in the middle of Wang Jixing can check and balance. The number of Wang Jixing practitioners under the other party is far exceeding us. How should we deal with it now?" Song Ming changed his face.

It's not just him, the other two Wang Jixing, the same face is white.

"At this time, Mr. Zhao did not sit in the center of Puzhou to host the overall situation. We do not have the backbone. Now that Borshi and Yuanmu will be able to enter the march, how can we be enemy?" Song Ming was very embarrassed.

Wei Wuxian said: "For today, there is only one way to go: withdrawing the troops!"

Song Ming was hesitant: "The Xihe City managed to take it back. This is to give up? Without Xiji City, we cannot play the role of the Yellow River Tianyu. Once the Beihu Army is killed, the Dazhou defense line is broken ..."

"This is the military order left by Ning Geer. Once the Bolgian army attacked, we withdrew, and we kept the military power back to Puzhou."

Wei Wuxian briefly repeated the words before Zhao Ning left, "Just as His Royal Highness said, the top practitioners in the Beihu Army are too strong, and only we cannot compete.

The reason Song Ming certainly understood, but it was a pity: "When the army recaptured the Xihe City, it paid a lot of money ... I did not expect to give up again, oh!"

Wei Wuxian has no psychological mustard:

"The World War I was the first victory in the National War to date, which has inspired the hearts of the army and the people's hearts, and beheading nearly 40,000, which caused the Beihu Army to lose a lot of elite.

"Now the situation is unclear. His Majesty's escape from Liangliang, the morale of the three armed forces has been affected. At present, he can only shrink the line of defense, retreat to Lizhou, and wait for the situation to be stable."

The experience of Song Zhi and others couldn't hide it at all. Even if Wei Wuxian and others wanted to control the news, Bolka would be promoted.

"The situation is stronger than people, and it can only be that." At this point, Song Ming sighed, and no longer stopped Wei Wuxian's execution of Zhao Ning's military order.

When Xicheng received an retreat, some soldiers were relieved. Many people knew the situation of the battle between Yuan Muzhen and Song Zhi, and now it was when it was suddenly.

On the other hand, the soldiers were quite uncomfortable. When they took out of the city with their subordinates, the Liangshan battalion general Geng Anguo was obscure. Seeing the original Xihe City defense not far away, He Ping made a horse. He scolded him:

"How does this Her Majesty do this? Gui is the emperor, but was defeated by a beard chief. Now we have to abandon the Xihe City that we must abandon.

"My bodies that my brothers Liangshan left under the Xihe City were not cold. Now we are going to abandon them. It is really obscure! This battle fled before confession, his mother's aggrieved!"

"Brother Geng said with caution!"

He Ping was in a low mood. Although he felt the same as Geng Anguo's words, the other party's non -discussion of the emperor still made him unwilling. He didn't have the bandit of the other party. He couldn't think of anything and scolded anything.

"The military plan, and the idea of ​​your own father, you and I can be a military man. You can do it according to the military order.

These words Geng An's state -owned identity did not agree, and a cold hum was made in the nostrils, which was quite disdainful:

"The emperor's older was rich in the world, and he was killed in the world on weekdays. Now he is defeated by the beard. We can't say it?

"It is simple to want to block the eloquence of the world. Winning Beihu Manzi is that you don't have a matter of the case, who is blame?"

He Ping undoubtedly argued with Geng Anguo, what spleen of the other party. When he was drinking, he saw it. If he wanted the other party to be loyal to his father and maintain the king's father, it was delusional.

Next to the way, watching the head of the tribe passing silently, He Ping's eyes were gloomy.

Because he learned that the situation of the battle of Liangliang, even if he lived in the nine deaths and died, he had killed many elite elite, and now the elite sidelines that set up a small amount of war. Now most of them are low in complexion and poor spirit.

When the team rushed, the crow was silent. Only the military boots stepped on the collision of the ground and the leaf leaf. The atmosphere was particularly depressed, full of disappointment that could not be dispelled, and even desperate.

When some soldiers couldn't help turning back to look back at Xihe City, they had a deep fear of the upcoming chasing soldiers in their eyes. It seemed that the other party would catch up in the next moment, cut their heads on the trouser belt, and turned into it.

The opponent's military merit.

This scene was almost the same as that the army could only escape from the pioneer of Borga.

Holding back the impulse to sigh, He Ping couldn't help but look up.

He was very uncomfortable. He also wanted to ask His Majesty the Emperor, how could the national war fight now, why did he fight with his tribes and fight hard, and still have no complemention?

The army in front of me is obviously a courageous courage to win, but now she has no energy, like eating a big defeat -how can the situation become like this?

"Brother He, you said, let's retreat from Xihe City today. How can we fight in the future?" Geng Anguo stopped complaining and sincerely asked the other party.

He is just a bandit bandit and limited knowledge. At present, he can't see the future of the national war. He can only ask He Ping, an official general that he can look at.

Before He Ping's opening, he added it: "Don't think about me. Although Geng is from a countryside, people are not stupid. If you do n’t treat me as your own brother, you have to say something to Geng.

Forget it. "

He Ping was so angry and funny. If it wasn't for the bad mood, he had to tease the other party:

"You and I have a life friendship, I can bully you? Take a step back, even if I will deceive you, does General Zhao tease you?"

"Then you can tell the truth, can we fight this battle? Beihu Manzi is a high, and the emperor is not an opponent. Now the Liang Liang is gone, and the Central Plains is in danger.

Geng Anguo asked.

After all, He Ping still made a long sigh: "To be honest, I don't know. The situation is difficult. The road ahead is unparalleled. We can only take one step to see one, and the battle is one game."

Speaking of this, he faced his face, "But whether or not he can hold it, I will not be a deserter! Even if it is a battle of the battlefield and the country, I will never bow to the north Hu Manzi!"

Geng Anguo provoked his thumbs, expressing his admiration for He Ping.

But he did not have the other party, and also said that he used the country and the like, but continued to penetrate the problem just now:

"The emperor's older took the northern Hu Manzi. If the other party turned to kill the Dazhou, there would be no difference between the people of us and the ants.

He Ping said silently.

He can't speak.

However, he didn't intend to admit it. After the baptism of the previous two battles, his mind was very tough.

"Listening to General Wei said, President Zhao welcomed Tianyuan Khan, maybe ... the master of Zhao can win!"

Geng Anguo no longer speak.

Although he admired Zhao Ning, he knew that the other party was only in the middle of Wang Jizheng, and Zhao Xiu was the highest person, but in the later period of Wang Jizheng, he was too much worse than Tianyuan in Heavenly People.

After looking at the direction of Lizhou City, Geng Anguo was distressed.

He took the brothers down the mountain to join the battle in order to find a birth and way out for everyone, but it was not to die. If there was no hope at all, he would never let the brothers die in vain.

... ...

The next day, Wei Wuxian, Song Ming and others stood at the head of Lazhou, looking at a batch of soldiers who returned to the barracks. There was no speech for a long time.

"Looking at these generals, returning to the camp is like a mourning, all of which are lowered with their heads and a deep look. The morale is low to this point.

Song Ming was worried.

The army retreated in time from Xihecheng, but she was never chased, but after Borg's tribe landed, there was no stay. The pioneer chased after the pioneer, not far from the back team.

The war is coming, and the spiritual appearance of the army can be now. This battle cannot be played at all.

Wei Wuxian groaned, and he also wanted to inspire morale, but in this case, whether it is righteous drums or gold and silver inspiration, it will not have much effect at all.

"The situation is like this, I can only hope that Brother Ning will win Yuanmu. If not, everything is mirror flowers and moon ..." Wei Wuxian looked at Jinyang again.

Song Ming's face was sad: "This king also hopes that Zhao can win, but Yuanmuzhen ..."

Speaking here, he lamented and couldn't continue to say.

Just as everyone was sad, a military newspaper sent them in front of them:

"News! Beihu Jingqi behind the army has just stopped and stopped chasing!"
To be continued...