Wei Guan stared at the enemy coming from the south, his two slender eyebrows furrowed, and the word "Chuan" was squeezed out on his forehead.

Everything was originally planned by him, but the situation suddenly changed.

"Xiping..." He murmured, becoming even more interested in the man to the south of the snow peak.

He suddenly had an intuition that the world would eventually change because of Xiping.

He has carefully studied the division of land and reduction of taxes, the government army system, the slave farming method, and even the latest twelve-turn military service system, and he has precisely hit the shortcomings of this era.

If Xiping cannot be solved within two years, then Xiping will never be solved again.

As soon as Wei Guan reached the weak crown, he was promoted to Shangshulang by Emperor Ming. In the central government for ten years, he served successively as Tongshilang, Zhongshulang, and Changshi of Sanqi. He had a deep understanding of Wei's national conditions.

But right now, the first thing is to deal with these rabble.

"Instruct Captains Wu and Captain Zhang to let go of the south and drive the rebels against the reinforcements. Our troops will follow closely behind." In the blink of an eye, Wei Guan already had a countermeasure.

"Wei!" More than a dozen messengers rushed away holding torches.

Wei Guan looked at the battlefield, twirling his beard with his left hand and pressing the hilt of his sword with his right hand. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, "The outcome is not yet known."

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The night is getting darker and darker, and the fighting is getting more and more intense.

The chaotic refugees were driven back toward the reinforcements, like driving away frightened sheep.

"Don't collide with this formation, retreat to the left and right!"

The Xuanyi envoys shouted in front of the formation, but it was of no avail to the panicked refugees.

The soldiers in the front line had to raise their spears.

"Kill!" they yelled in unison, spears thrust out, and the flesh and blood of those who collided head-on were scattered everywhere.

Screams came and went.

The bloody scene finally made some people wake up and retreat to the left and right.

Soon, there was no longer any barrier between the two armies.

The reinforcements had red eyes and looked condescending.

But the Wei army did not hesitate to make too many concessions, and the formation was fierce.

It was as if two wild beasts spread their fangs and stretched out their sharp claws, fighting crazily in the valley.

The spears stabbed each other and the canine teeth interlocked.

Countless pieces of flesh and blood were chewed up by these canine teeth and turned into bloody mud.

At this moment, there is no more bells and whistles, only blades touching each other, only blood and courage.

"kill!"

The more people fall, the greater the hatred between the two sides.

Meng Guan and Pang Qing both fought vigorously in front, wearing numerous wounds and refusing to retreat.

The armor on his body was already unrecognizable under the stabs of spears.

It was precisely because of these carefully crafted armors that the lives of the two men were saved.

"Kill!" Meng Guan's war horse was pierced by more than a dozen spears at the same time and thrown into the air. He jumped off the horse, and the sword's light also burst out, and he chopped off a human head.

Although Pang Qing on the other side was not so brave, he commanded the refugees to maintain their formation amidst the fierce fighting.

The valley has become a valley of blood.

There are broken bodies everywhere.

However, sometimes even blood cannot turn the tide.

And blood courage sometimes runs out.

After all, Meng Guan and Pang Qing had too few regular troops, and they were gradually unable to resist, and the enemy was almost surrounded.

There is also a group of 700 cavalry constantly harassing the rear. It is this group of cavalry that constantly increases Meng Guan's disadvantage and cannot devote himself wholeheartedly to the frontal battlefield.

Although the enemy is exhausted, he is at the end of his rope.

During the fierce battle, Meng Guan looked up and found that there were fewer and fewer people around him.

"Back off!" Pang Qing sighed.

Meng Guan was panting and wanted to refute, but looking at the tired soldiers around him, the word "fight to the death" could not be uttered.

Just now was just now, and now is now.

The hot blood has cooled.

Before Meng Guan could say anything, the cavalry commander Wang Chong and another commander held Meng Guan on both sides and retreated frantically.

"Still, defeated..."

I can't see my fingers in the wilderness.

The enemies in the valley also suffered heavy losses and suffered heavy casualties and did not dare to chase them out.

The soldiers and refugees fell exhausted on the grass.

Meng Guan stared at the night sky with blank eyes.

Pang Qing and Xuanyi Lang were counting the soldiers.

"There are still 3,400 people." Pang Qing sighed, "Lou Jingou, Bi Yuewu were killed in battle..."

Of the nearly 20,000 refugees, these are the only ones left.

Of course, not all of them were killed. Many refugees took advantage of the darkness to escape when the war started.

But a more serious problem ensued, and the food was lost.

The deserters conveniently stole the grain outside the valley.

Without food, these more than 3,000 people would not be able to stay.

The final outcome is to starve to death in the wilderness, or to be eaten bit by bit by wild wolves and vultures when exhausted.

Meng Guan stood up from the grass and said, "We still have a chance!"

Pang Qing was stunned and instantly understood what he meant, "You mean to turn around and fight back?"

Everyone around was shocked.

Meng Guan's body seemed to contain endless power, "Yes, we suffered heavy casualties, and so did Wei Guan. If he had the strength to spare, he would definitely hunt him down."

"But the soldiers have no strength."

"Would you like to come back with me to take revenge?" Meng Guan's eyes were like wild wolves in the wilderness.

No one answered.

But Meng Guan did not give up, and asked questions one by one, and finally gathered more than 300 people.

More than two hundred of them are the elite of the Guards Battalion and the elite of the Nine Camps.

Pang Qing was both impressed and helpless, "Even if you survive the hunger and escape back to Xiping by chance, once you return, if you turn around and fight back and kill Wei Guan, you can become a soldier of the government. The military merits of the front and rear are counted together, and they will be divided into at least fifty points."

Acres of fertile land! If someone dies in battle, your property in Xiping will still be inherited."

Fifty acres of fertile land, these five words spread far in the dark night.

Why do refugees flock to Xiping for hundreds of miles?

Haven’t you heard that Xiping divided the fields and reduced taxes?

The attraction of land to refugees is fatal.

What they are looking forward to is right in front of them. Many people forget their pain, fatigue, and the terror of death...

Soon, more and more wolf-like eyes lit up in the darkness.

Pang Qing was smiling bitterly in his heart. Returning to Xidu, neither he nor Meng Guan could escape punishment.

But at this moment, is there any other choice?

At this moment, Wei Guan was very tired.

Since the beginning of this incident, he has been working hard, not only dealing with the refugees, but also dealing with various internal and external discords.

Then he personally led his troops into battle and fought back and forth.

Perhaps the biggest role of the refugee army was to consume Wei Guan's energy.

As long as there is a capable person on hand, Wei Guan will not be so tired.

Now that the dust has settled, as long as the soldiers rest for a night and regain their strength, they can ride directly into Pingqiang Pass tomorrow, cutting off their retreat and leaving Yang Zheng's minions in the north of Yanzhi Mountain.

"Report to Sima, nearly half of our army suffered casualties." The subordinate came to report.

With such heavy casualties, if it weren't for the Hu family tribe and the cover of darkness, they would have collapsed long ago.

Wei Guan's evaluation of the Hu family has reached a new level.
To be continued...