If the two armies are in a big gap in strength, the weak will have no other way except to take the clue, otherwise they will have to be crushed into mud by the opponent. For the strong, no matter what strategy the opponent uses, he As long as you are not careless, fall into the other party's calculations, and do not make low-level mistakes, there will be no such thing as reversal and there will be no real danger.
However, if both sides have similar strengths and are very skilled people, the situation will be different. Once the opponent catches the flaws or fails to detect the traps set by the opponent, you may suffer significant losses.
Zhang He wanted to retake Pengcheng, and Wei Ba wanted to protect Pengcheng, and neither side had any way out. The troops were similar, and both of them were famous generals who were famous for their strange changes. As long as they were negligent and were taken the initiative by the other party, it would be a situation of defeat. .For both countries, it may mean the gains and losses of Pengcheng, but for them individually, it may mean a big victory or a crushing defeat, or even a price of their lives.
In this case, Wei Ba could not guess how much impact Zhang He was on his mood. It is conceivable.
Zhang He lies between him and Pengcheng, like an insurmountable mountain.
Zhang He's plan lies in his heart, like a pool of water that cannot be seen.
No matter how you look at it, Zhang He's plan is like a boat--to put it bluntly, it's called a throwaway, but Wei Ba is unwilling to accept this inference that seems reasonable but is actually unreasonable. In his opinion, Zhang He cannot be a break The man who gave up. He didn't seem to have much hope in Longyou at the time. In the end, he seized the fleeting opportunity and defeated Ma Su. He pushed Zhuge Liang to an embarrassing situation?
Such a person will not fail as long as he lives.
The two days of battle was fierce and dull. The Han army was steadily advancing under Deng Ai's command and everything went as planned. If this was still the case tomorrow, then at most two days later, Deng Ai could drill through Zhang He's camp and use the food and grass. Ordnance was sent to Pengcheng.
Zhang He still had no reaction. He just resisted tenaciously, trying every means to overcome the disadvantages in the arms, and the position was slowly shrinking, but there was no sign of retreat. Ordinary people thought he was struggling, but Wei Ba felt like he was a poisonous snake He entrenched and prepared to launch a thunderous blow.
Wei Ba discussed with the generals for a long time, but he didn't think of any solution. However, everyone could see that as time goes by, the battle situation will become more and more complicated, and it may turn into a large-scale decisive battle. This is not the result that Wei Ba hopes for now. If you want to avoid this situation and reduce casualties, it is best to resolve the battle before Xiahou Ba and others arrive.
Wei Ba pondered in the middle of the night and accepted the suggestion.
Early in the morning of the third day, Wei Ba sent someone to send a message to Lu Xun, asking him to pay close attention to Xiahou Ba's movements, and at the same time ordered Deng Ai to speed up the attack. He attacked Zhou Yin inside and outside, striving to open up Zhang He's position within one day and end the battle.
The sound of war drums exploded over the battlefield. Deng Ai's command moved the thunderbolt chariot and crossbow chariot as far as possible, launching the most fierce attack on the Wei army, whose long-range strike ability has been greatly weakened after two days of attacking each other. Deng Ai was facing more than 10,000 infantrymen. Although these people were quite large, most of them were county soldiers near Pengcheng, and their combat effectiveness was not very strong. Facing the Han army infantry composed of the barbarians of Jingzhou, they fought very hard. Hardship, completely on the defensive, and not much strength to fight back.
After a long attack, Deng Ai pushed the position forward three hundred steps. After another three hundred steps forward, he could drill Zhang He's position, complete the task, and achieve a phased victory. Pengcheng was already in sight, the Wei army standing in front of him
Morale was low and looked vulnerable.
The battlefield has been quiet for the time being, and both sides have seized time to have dinner. Everyone knows that afternoon battles are crucial and many people may not have the opportunity to have supper.
The morale in Pengcheng also began to rise. Zhou Yin and Ding Feng divided the work and cooperated, one defended the city and the other prepared to leave the city, and together with Deng Ai, they attacked Zhang He and accelerated the speed of breaking the formation.
Ding Feng was a little excited, and put his waist on his waist, looked at the Han army battle flag that was vaguely visible outside the city, and smiled and said, "Zhongying, do you know, Deng Shizai is one of the people that the young master likes, just like you. The young master's eye world
Very high, generally speaking, no one can catch his eye. You and Shizai are one of the few two, or maybe the only two. Look, his attack is so sharp."
Zhou Yin was not as excited as Ding Feng. His eyes fell on Zhang He's position and responded casually: "Everyone can fight this kind of battle. He led the elite, Zhang He used ordinary county soldiers and the combat power of both sides.
It is not on the same level. In addition to the gap in military ordnance, it is at most a normal match."
"Yo, so if you commanded Zhou Zhongying, can you fight better?"
"That's not the case." Zhou Yin shook his head: "This kind of positional battle can't be seen at first. As long as you don't make a mistake, both sides will fight for strength." He pointed to Zhang He's position, frowned slightly.
. "I think Zhang He seems to be waiting for something. He is too calm. If he keeps fighting like this, I can't see any possibility of success."
"He had no chance of success." Ding Feng looked at him disdainfully: "Don't forget that in the ninth year of Jianxing in Longyou, he failed to conquer Shangji in the end, but was defeated by my young master. At that time, my family was at the hands of the young master.
The young master is just a prime minister's office to join the army. After five years, my young master is already a general of chariots and cavalry like him. How can he have a chance to win?"
Zhou Yin glanced at Ding Feng and said with a crooked mouth: "What does ability have to do with official positions? Who said that the greater the official position, the greater the ability? In this way, the young master's ability to use troops is not as good as Li Yan?"
Ding Feng smiled and did not argue with Zhou Yin. He knew that Zhou Yin was a little dissatisfied with Wei Ba.
"Until now, Zhang He has not used cavalry. What exactly is he waiting for?" Zhou Yin held his chest with one hand and held his chin with the other, pondering.
"What's the use of cavalry? Do you think the general of the bandits is playing there?"
"The general of the bandit only has five thousand cavalry, and Zhang He has ten thousand cavalry." Zhou Yin closed his eyes, his eyelids suddenly jumped twice, opened his eyes suddenly, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn, no."
"What's wrong?" Ding Feng asked hurriedly.
Zhou Yin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Somehow, I suddenly had an unknown premonition. Zhang He..."
After hearing Zhou Yin's explanation, Ding Feng's face looked a little ugly. The two looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time: "It's unlikely, it's unlikely, this opportunity is too small." But they all came from each other's eyes.
There was a deep worry in it.
...
Zhang He quietly looked at the wine glass in front of him, raised his head, glanced at Tian Fu, Zhang Xiong and others, and said word by word: "You guys, the gains and losses of Pengcheng and the national destiny of our Great Wei are all in today's battle,
Please drink this cup full. If you can defeat the bandits, kill Wei Ba, and drink with you again."
"Now." The generals responded with a loud bang, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all in one go.
"Thank you all." Zhang He stood up and looked around: "Just leave now."
"Precaution, General!" Everyone bowed and took the order and left the tent one after another.
Tian Fu made great strides out of the camp and walked side by side with Zhang Xiong. He turned his head and smiled: "Go to one?"
Zhang Xiong laughed: "The word "!
Tian Fu took out a Wuzhu coin and threw it into the air. The Wuzhu coin rolled in the air and fell back into his hand. Zhang Xiong glanced at it and spitted: "You kid are cheating, why do you every time you go.
You won the first time?"
"I'm willing to accept the loss of the bet." Tian Fu laughed loudly, walked to the war horse, turned over the horse, and bounced his fingers, and the Wuzhu coins flew towards Zhang Xiong. "Save it as a souvenir." After saying that, he turned his horse's head and galloped.
And go.
Zhang Xiong took the money, looked it over and over twice, couldn't help but say "huh", suddenly realized, and cursed with a smile: "This Tian Jinjiang looks honest, but it turns out to be a big slip. No wonder I keep losing, this money is simply
No words."
As if he heard Zhang Xiong's complaints, Tian Fu's happy laughter came from a distance. He sang the farewell song at the top of his voice. The guards following him were also Yan people from his hometown.
, I am very familiar with this farewell song, and I hummed loudly together. The song is generous and tragic, and it seems that there is a sound of golden drums when I hear it.
The cavalry camp is on a small hill west of Pengcheng, six or seven miles away from the battlefield, maintaining protection of the army's flanks and having sufficient charge distance. Tian Fu returned to his camp, and the five thousand elite cavalry were ready.
The knights stood beside the war horses, holding spears in one hand and holding reins in the other, quietly watching Tian Fu.
Tian Fu tied the reins and looked at the soldiers under his command with satisfaction. He pulled out the long sword at his waist, pointed slowly to the southeast direction, and shouted loudly: "Fight to the death!"
"Fight to the death!" Five thousand soldiers roared in unison.
Tian Fu kicked the war horse lightly, galloped in front of the formation, and roared again: "Fight to the death!"
"Fight to the death, fight to the death!" The knights roared like thunder, turned over the horse, held the weapons in their hands tightly, and raised them to the sky.
Tian Fu ran back and forth in front of the formation, turned his horse's head and ran southeastward.
The Thousand Personal Guards followed closely.
The team of thousands on both sides accelerated and flew past Tian Fu like an eagle spreading its wings.
Five thousand cavalry slowly started, and a thunder roared up on the flat ground and rushed towards the Wei Feng position five miles away.
The Han army scouts who were surveillance nearby, jumped out of their hiding places, turned over and ran towards the camp.
Tian Fu sat upright on the horse's back, his eyes slightly closed, feeling the increasingly strong cold wind, as if he was still as a mountain.
...
Wei Feng, who was having a meal, received a report from the scout, threw down the bowls and chopsticks, turned over the horse, pulled out the sword and roared excitedly.
"Prepare for the fight--"
The knights who were eating in front of the formation boarded up and pulled out their weapons. Their formation was a formation that was ready to charge at any time. At this moment, when they learned that the enemy was approaching quickly, they did not hesitate at all and immediately activated the war horse and began to accelerate.
The personal guards protected Wei Feng, rolled up a whirlwind, and went up to meet the Wei army that was getting closer and closer.