The golden-domed tent is majestic. The banner of "Heaven's Sealed Yellow Turban Ming King" stands high in front of the tent, fluttering in the wind. In the tent, the charcoal brazier makes a "crackling" sound, and the red charcoal fire emits the heat of the pavement.
It made the entire golden-domed tent feel as warm as spring.
"His Royal Highness King Ming, Commander Bian Xi, the messenger of the vanguard Zhang Niujiao Qushuai, is asking for an audience."
"Let him come in." Qin Yang straightened up in front of the huge military map, put down the wooden stick in his hand, and stretched. It has been more than half a month since he swore to go out to conquer the country.
The Black Mountain Army made a brief resistance in Shangyong City and then abandoned the city. Qin Yang occupied Shangyong with almost no losses. After occupying Shangyong, Qin Yang, under the guidance of Guo Jia, stationed the army in Hanzhong and sent Zhang
Niujiao was the vanguard and led the army in pursuit. Frequent reports of success came from the front. In a short period of time, Zhang Niujiao's army had recovered almost half of Hanzhong.
However, the smoother Zhang Niujiao's progress ahead, the more worried Qin Yang became. This time Qin Yang struck hard, but it was like hitting a ball of cotton. The Yellow Turban Saint Zhang Ning had 30,000 men under his command.
The Skitarii, the 120,000 elite troops of the Black Mountain White Wave, seemed to have disappeared without a trace overnight. Judging from the battle reports, although Zhang Niujiao had experienced many large and small battles, the Hanzhong Yellow Turban Army he encountered were all
They collapsed at the first touch and did not confront Qin Yang's army head-on. It was as if the legendary Black Mountain Cavalry and Baibo Shenji Battalion did not exist at all.
Now Zhang Niujiao's 50,000 vanguard troops have penetrated deep into the hinterland of Hanzhong, but Qin Yang stayed up all day and night. For safety reasons, he had to send multiple supporting troops to and from Zhang Niujiao's vanguard camp and Shangyong.
Han Zhong led his troops southward and rushed towards Hanzhong City, echoing Zhang Niujiao's troops to prevent Zhang Niujiao's 50,000 troops from being swallowed up overnight.
Qin Yang has also read a lot of books on military affairs, but this is the first time that Qin Yang has applied them to actual wars, especially such large-scale and large-area wars. The entire Hanzhong covers an area of thousands of miles, which is different from just Xiangcheng.
There is a world of difference from the kind of face-to-face fighting. In the land of Hanzhong surrounded by high mountains and dangerous rivers, it is impossible to prevent the movement of tens of thousands of troops. This is also what Qin Yang is deeply worried about. This is a consideration of the overall situation of the entire war.
If he were not careful, Qin Yang's 300,000-strong army might be destroyed overnight.
"Bian Xi meets His Highness Prince Ming!" Bian Xi, dressed in military uniform, strode in. Although his face looked tired, his small eyes shone with deep confidence as a fighter.
"General Bian, no courtesy." Qin Yang raised his head, and Bian Xi's expression made Qin Yang's heart return to his stomach.
"Reporting to His Highness King Ming, good news ahead! Zhang Qushuai has led his army to attack Chenggu, the gateway to Hanzhong City. Hanzhong City is close at hand. Zhang Qushuai sent a special general to ask His Highness whether to attack Hanzhong immediately." Bian Xi's voice was loud and clear, with a smile on his face.
With a look of pride, the war progressed unexpectedly smoothly. Even Bian Xi believed that there was no need for Qin Yang and the army to take action, and the recapture of Hanzhong was just around the corner.
"Chenggu?" Qin Yang and the generals' eyes moved to the military map. Chenggu is the garrison city of Hanzhong, the important entrance to Hanzhong City. Qin Yang originally thought that there should be a big battle in Chenggu, and even Zhang Niujiao would send
People asked for help. But I didn’t expect that Zhang Niujiao had captured Chenggu so quickly. Could it be that there is another saint in the so-called Black Mountain Baibo, Zhang Ning, who has given up resistance?
"General Bian, what were your losses in attacking the city?" Guo Jia had recovered at this time, and he pondered for a moment before asking.
"His Royal Highness King Ming is so prestigious that all the rebels fled when they saw the flag of our army. The remaining rebels who resisted were wiped out by our army. Our army suffered 300 casualties and successfully captured the city!"
"Three hundred..." Qin Yang and Guo Jia looked at each other, and they both saw deep worry in each other's eyes. In the important city of Chenggu, the gateway to Hanzhong City, no matter how incompetent Zhang Ning is, he will
We sent heavy troops to guard the city. To capture a fortified city with only 300 casualties is simply unimaginable. There must be something wrong here!
"When did the army capture the city?"
"Reporting to Military Advisor Guo, our army officially entered the city to set up defenses early the morning before yesterday. The general also set out at that time, without any delay for a day and a night."
"Have there been any strange phenomena in the city? Has there been any movement in Hanzhong City?"
"After the army entered the city, the people in the city had already fled. All the people around Hanzhong also entered Hanzhong City to take refuge. Military advisor, I think this is a desperate struggle by the two thieves Bo Cai and Zhang Yan who are too weak to rely on the strength of the Hanzhong city. Zhang Qushuai said
, If His Highness King Ming gives his permission, our army will definitely capture Hanzhong within three days and present the heads of Bo Cai and Zhang Yan in front of His Highness!"
Bian Xi looked at Guo Jia inexplicably. He didn't know what the purpose of Guo Jia's asking these questions was. He followed Zhang Niujiao's army all the way, attacking cities and plundering territory. Although he was often harassed by small groups of enemy troops during the march, he almost never suffered defeat.
.I have already despised the Hanzhong Yellow Turban Army in my heart. If the attack on Hanzhong City had not been serious and needed to be the first to ask the Yellow Turban King Ming for instructions, Zhang Niujiao would have already begun to attack the city.
"People are escaping?!" Qin Yang raised his eyebrows. In the past month since the expedition, from Shangyong to Chenggu, whether it was a city or a village, almost all the buildings that Qin Yang's army passed were empty of people.
The local situation was even worse. Almost the entire village was burned down by fire, leaving the Yellow Turban Army with almost no supplies. The cold weather made the Yellow Turban Army's march difficult. If Qin Yang hadn't knocked 100,000 tons of military rations from Zhao Zhong, I'm afraid that
Now the Yellow Turban Army has long been out of food!
"Is this... a strategy to strengthen the wall and clear the wilderness?!" A word suddenly emerged in Qin Yang's mind and he murmured.
"Strengthen the walls and clear the country..." Guo Jia repeated Qin Yang's words and said, "Your Highness is a good word. If the rebels really want to strengthen the walls and clear the country, then our army will have to fight quickly..."
"What do you think?" Qin Yang nodded and glanced at the other yellow scarf generals in the tent.
At Qin Yang's reminder, the Yellow Turban general in the tent also felt the seriousness of the matter. Ma Yuanyi said: "Your Highness, although our army has sufficient food and grass now, it is freezing cold and it may not be able to support it for a long time. The rebels
If we hold on to the fortified city of Hanzhong, I'm afraid..."
"Your Highness, give the order! Our entire army will march forward and take down Hanzhong in one go!"
"Your Highness, Zhang Qushuai must have been ready in Chenggu. Our Qingzhou Army is willing to be the vanguard!"
"It is clear that the rebels are going to have a decisive battle with our Yellow Turban Army at the foot of Hanzhong City. Victory or defeat depends on this. Your Highness, please give the order!"
For a time, there were a lot of calls for war in the big tent, and all the Yellow Turban generals expressed their stance. Even Bian Xi noticed the change in the situation and hurriedly called for war.
"Your Highness, if this is really a strategy to strengthen the walls and clear the country, our army has a good chance of winning. Guo Jia is only afraid..."
"Commander Guo, what do you mean?" Qin Yang stared at Guo Jia, and the entire Jinding tent suddenly became quiet. Since the Battle of Xiangcheng, Guo Jia's status in the hearts of the generals has long been second only to Qin Yang and Ma Yuanyi
.Being resourceful and able to anticipate enemy aircraft has become synonymous with Guo Jia.
"If the rebels hold Hanzhong, even if our army cannot get supplies in Hanzhong, it can get a steady stream of supplies outside Hanzhong. In other words, the initiative in the entire war is still in the hands of our army. We can fight whenever we want.
Fight, if you want to encircle, you have a good chance of winning..."
Guo Jia's meaning is very clear. Now Qin Yang is the Hanzhong Prefect and the Guannei Marquis of the Han Empire. He has the support of the entire Han Empire behind him. Even if the empire does not send troops to help, it is still not a problem to purchase or borrow some supplies in territories outside Hanzhong.
. But Guo Jia's worries didn't end there. His eyes shifted to the military map again.
"Your Highness, everyone. If the rebels suddenly appear here and here, as long as they can hold on for a month, I am afraid that our entire army will die of cold and starvation, and there will be no recovery!"
"Suiding? New City?!" Everyone's eyes fell on the two places pointed by Guo Jia, thoughtfully.
"The military advisor is not joking, right? Suiding is possible, but the new city is behind our army, and the road to and from Hanzhong City is full of our army's scouts. How can the rebels fly over?!" Huang Long said with a smile.
"Commander Huangqu, don't forget that it's already winter, and heavy snow has sealed the Jianghan River. Can't we march on the river?"
"Above the Han River, could it be said that...?! Huang Shao! Quickly bring 30,000 soldiers to the aid of the new city!" Qin Yang's expression changed and he immediately ordered.
"General Peng, the new city is ahead."
Peng Tuo, the deputy commander of the Baibo Army, nodded and exhaled a long breath of white air. He looked a little tired from more than ten days of roundabout and rapid marching in the ice and snow.
"Instruct all the troops to rest for a quarter of an hour. In a quarter of an hour, I will capture the new city. We will have lunch in the new city!";
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