Ji Ling turned around and left. Before he had gone far, Zhou Tai rushed towards him.
"Ji Ling, where are we going?"
Zhou Tai stepped forward, swung the big knife in his hand hard, and slashed towards Ji Ling's head.
When Ji Ling saw the whirring sound of the big sword in Zhou Tai's hand, he didn't dare to neglect it and hurriedly waved the three-pointed two-edged sword to meet him.
When people's weapons collided together, there was a clicking sound. After the sound, Ji Ling's hands went numb, and he screamed in his heart, so he hurriedly turned around and left.
But he never thought that Tai Shi Ci came from the front and roared, "Ji Ling, take your life."
Just as Ji Ling turned around, before he could resist, Taishi Ci stabbed him in the stomach with a spear. He screamed and fell off his horse.
At the same time, the rear army of Huainan soldiers and horses was also stopped by Jiangdong Army.
The Jiangdong Army, which came from the rear, was led by Sun Ce's generals Han Dang and Huang Gai. Both of them had the courage that no man could match. They took the lead and rushed into the already chaotic Huainan soldiers and horses, and immediately killed the enemy and retreated steadily. Seeing that the enemy army was in chaos, the soldiers of Jiangdong Army shouted and rushed over.
"Kill!"
"Ahhh!"
Yang Hong was hiding among the rear troops and heard killing sounds everywhere. His face turned pale with fright and his whole body was shaking. Seeing that something was not going well, he jumped off his horse and ran towards the mountain next to him.<
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Huainan soldiers and horses were attacked by surprise on the middle road. The confused soldiers dispersed the front and rear armies, which gave the Jiangdong Army an opportunity to take advantage of.
Two groups of Jiangdong Army soldiers rushed forward and backward, constantly chasing and killing the fleeing Huainan Army soldiers.
Seeing that the soldiers of Jiangdong Army were unstoppable, Huainan soldiers and horses were frightened and fled in all directions. Some soldiers knelt down and surrendered.
"I surrender!"
"Spare your life, I surrender."
The two sides fought until midnight. Seeing that the enemy could no longer be found, Jiangdong Army ordered the troops to retreat and return with the prisoners.
……
Yuan Shu sat in a high position, looking at the people in front of him, but he was thinking about something in his heart.
Now Sun Ce, the little overlord of Jiangdong, may have also entered the game. He has also mastered history and everything he knows, including the most important game props.
What to do next?
Yuan Shu can be sure that Sun Ce, the little overlord of Jiangdong, already knows his final outcome, and he also knows that Sun Ce, the little overlord of Jiangdong, is an ambitious and capable person.
However, although Yuan Shu knew that Sun Ce, the little overlord of Jiangdong, had mastered the game props, he was not very worried, because even if he had those props, what could he do?
Zhang Xun also has game props now. Even if Sun Ce, the little overlord of Jiangdong, uses props, Zhang Xun is fully capable of dealing with it.
Now the 50,000 soldiers and horses led by Zhang Xun have assisted the city. Together with the 30,000 soldiers and horses led by Ji Ling who were sent, the number has reached 80,000 soldiers and horses.
According to reports from spies, Sun Ce's troops, the little overlord of Jiangdong, only number about 40,000. If Zhang Xun and Ji Ling's troops were combined, the total number of soldiers would be twice that of Sun Ce, the little overlord of Jiangdong.
If there was a competition in terms of numbers, Ji Ling and his two men would definitely not be defeated. In terms of props, Zhang Xun also had a lot of props in his hands. Even if they were less, they could make up for it with the advantage of having more soldiers, and they would not be at a disadvantage. p>
The most important thing is that Ji Ling and his two men are holding on to the city. There is food in the city, so they can hold on longer.
However, the food needed by Sun Ce, the little overlord of Jiangdong, for his troops would probably have to be transported across the river, which would be even more difficult.
Therefore, even if it is a protracted war, the final winner will be Ji Ling and his two men, and it will definitely not be Sun Ce, the little overlord of Jiangdong.
Thinking of this, Yuan Shu felt a little relieved. He raised his head and was about to speak when hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the gate.
"Lord, it's not good, Yang Cheng is back."
"Is it bad?"
Yuan Shu was stunned, not understanding the meaning of this sentence at all!
Why did Yang Hong come back? Did he win?
It's impossible. Based on time, I'm afraid I haven't even reached the place. How can I win?
Could it be...?
Suddenly, Yuan Shu had a bad idea in his mind and hurriedly shouted, "Let him in quickly."
As the words fell, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door again. Yang Hong, who was in a panic, hurried in from the door. When he saw Yuan Shu, he fell to his knees with a plop and choked with sobs.
"My lord, it's not good. Our army fell into Sun Ce's trick and has been completely destroyed now."
"What?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked and their faces became ugly.
Zhang Xun took away 50,000 troops and horses, and Ji Ling took away another 30,000 troops and horses, for a total of 80,000 troops and horses.
Although there are many troops in Huainan, they are only tens of thousands.
Coupled with successive battles, the current strength is far less than before.
It can be said that the 80,000 people Ji Ling took away were almost Huainan's last strength. Once defeated, the consequences would be disastrous.
Snap!
After Yuan Shu came to his senses, he slapped the table with all his strength and roared angrily, "Trash, how could you be ambushed?"
At this point, Yuan Shu became so angry that he reached out and grabbed the inkstone on the case and threw it towards Yang Hong.
"Yang Hong, you loser, those are 30,000 soldiers and horses, they will be gone if you don't, so what's the use of you?"
"Ah!"
Although the inkstone thrown by Yuan Shu did not hit Yang Hong's head, it hit his arm, causing him to scream in pain.
"Lord, have mercy on me!"
Yuan Shu used to look at Yang Hong and found it pleasing to his eyes, but now the more he looked at him, the more upset he became. He burst into anger, gritted his teeth and roared, "Someone, drag this trash out and kill him!"
"Behead it!"
Yang Hong's expression changed with fright, he held his hands up repeatedly, and said with a choked voice, "My lord, although I was ambushed this time, it has nothing to do with me. It was General Ji who didn't listen to my advice, and this was the reason for the great defeat. Really
Don’t blame me, my lord, please spare my life.”
Hearing this, Yuan Shu gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Hong, "Yang Hong, you said I don't blame you, but what exactly is going on? Tell me quickly, otherwise I won't spare you."
Yang Hong hurriedly told what happened in a nutshell. Of course, Ji Ling stopped to rest and did not tell him about going to persuade him to go on his way. Instead, he told him the other way around.
"Lord, when the army arrived at the mountain, I saw something was wrong, so I quickly advised General Ji, but General Ji did not listen to my advice and insisted on doing so, and threatened me with military orders.
Lord, there is nothing I can do. If I don’t agree, General Ji will punish me with military orders. I dare not not agree.
My lord, I am guilty. My crime is that I failed to stop General Ji and caused the army to be ambushed. I am guilty!"
"Ji Ling!"
Yuan Shu gritted his teeth and muttered the name, roaring angrily, "It's hateful that you are so ignorant and rush in even though you know there is danger. You are such an incompetent person. You really deserve to die. Hum, even if you don't die, I can't spare you."