v6 Chapter 68： The defeat of the Shu Army (middle)

Far and near, there are black oceans of varying sizes, and the Shu army camps in them are like the oceans, facing isolated islands in boundless waves.

The nearest enemy to the camp was just twelve and three miles away, as the commander of the guard said. This is an iron armored rider. The war horse is advancing like a wall. The long beast is like a forest. The dust rises under the hoof and submerged half of the horse.

The front cavalry battled the black armored black robe, with a strong crossbow, and a horse with a bright saddle. Among them, the silver robe and white robe, the leading general, were distinctively bright, like a beating flame.

For the elite rider who is already on the charge, twelve miles is just a short distance.

Wang Jian was cold all over, and finally convinced that the army had fallen into ambush.

At this moment of dawn, it was announced that they had died in the ninth life.

Unexpected changes, Wang Jian could not help shaking his hands.

He recognized the fine ride.

He would rather not recognize it.

Unrecognizable, he would not be so shocked and shocked.

That's Pinglu Jun, Langya!

The white robe general is Shangguan allure!

The self-confidence, self-confidence, and fighting spirit of Wang Jian are like a dam breaking the bank in a short time.

"How could it be Shangguan Qingcheng? How could it be Pinglu Army ?!" He gave Wang Jian a hundred heads, and he could not imagine that this army would attack him. Or go to Ruzhou to fight ?! "

This question may have an answer.

Outside of Ping Lu Army, the most prominent one on the other side is the Guan Zhongjun formation, because the leading general Zhao Bingkun is also very familiar with Wang Jian.

When Zhao Bingkun arrived and Guan Zhongjun came, it meant that King Qi was involved in the battle.

However, did Guan Zhongjun, who had set out from Changan, have been slow to move and just arrived at Tongguan?

How did this Guan Zhongjun emerge?

In addition to these two armies, there are Hedong Army, Zhaoyi Army, Weibo Army, Xuanwu Army ...

The number of soldiers and horses in the town was more than 600,000, but it was only the 200,000 soldiers and horses surrounded by His Majesty.

Wang Jian thought with his toes and knew that his other two armies would not run into hostility. The battle in front of them showed that the opponent's intention was a decisive battle.

At this time, the lieutenant colonels also noticed the vision and left the big tents to take off to watch. After seeing the endless stream of enemy troops outside the camp, the Shu army changed the school gate's face all over, and there was a sound of inhaling breath.

Immediately, they gathered at Wang Jian's feet and started talking.

"His Royal Highness, what is going on?"

"Where are so many enemy forces?"

"His Highness, who is going to attack us?"

"His Royal Highness! How did Qi ’s soldiers and horses work in conjunction with An Wang ’s army? How did so many soldiers and horses suddenly appear here?" Wang Jian's confidant general rushed under his feet and asked, "What should we do?"

This is also Wang Jian's question.

Why did Li Maozhen's soldiers and horses act with Li Zhi's soldiers and horses?

Who is directing? Li Maozhen?

He actually got the help of Li Zhibing?

Wang Jian didn't know the answer.

He can be sure that such a large number of troops could suddenly pop up overnight. It was definitely not a rush. Obviously, it was well prepared and an ambush circle was set up here.

Within dozens of miles, every county and every forest must have hidden dense armors before today! Those small cities that Wang Jian disdains to ignore, there is no need to go deep into the woods, in fact, they are all beasts of flood!

The Shu Army sang into Ruzhou, but actually entered a trap!

Compared to Li Yan and Li Maozhen, Wang Jian's strength was not dominant. Seven towns in Hebei and nine towns in Henan. How many troops? Coupled with Li Maozhen's soldiers and horses, several times more than Wang Jian!

The other side is going to do their best in the battle, killing him with a stick!

"Let's order the villages, close the camp doors, and stand firm to the death battle!" Wang Jian, with an iron complexion, popped a sentence from his teeth. Although he tried to suppress it, his voice was still inevitably trembling.

"Yes......"

The generals looked at each other face to face, and they felt that others were as uneasy as themselves. They were in the Central Plains and were surrounded by several times the enemy forces. If there was a slight difference in the fighting, I was afraid that it would be unexpected.

"Zhang Xingyou!" Wang Jian whispered to attract the first master of his monk group, "Let people quickly break through, go to Wang Wang for help!"

"Yes!" Zhang Xingyou took his fist with his fists, and waved several monks, all of them real life, and flew to the East together.

However, less than ten miles from the camp, they were stopped by monks several times theirs.

"The one who blocks me is dead!" Zhang Xingyou roared, waved his sleeves, and shot a hundred palms instantly. The wind suddenly surged in mid-air, the huge palm shadow covered the sky, and the power was extraordinary.

It's a pity, but in an instant, the sky palm shadow disappeared one after another, replaced by boundless flying leaves, colorful like snowflakes. A Bai Lian shaped like a python, with a thunderbolt, passed through the leaf curtain to Zhang Xingyou in front of him, shocked and hurried.

"Leaving the flowers flying, practicing with bare hands, young and young?" Zhang Xingyou looked at his opponent with dread in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Wang Jian clenched his fists, and the back of his hand was raised with blue tendons.

He was angry, aggrieved and annoyed. Because until now he hasn't figured out what happened.

Obviously already in a desperate situation, but still don't know why he fell into this field.

Fortunately, he soon understood.

Because he saw a familiar figure.

It was a young monk wearing a purple robe, with clear eyes and sharp eyes. He was standing in the air, looking down at Wang Jian, holding one hand behind him, and shaking the folding fan with one hand in front of his chest, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

He said, "I haven't seen Xuanyue, and the King of Shu will never be here?"

"Li, Mao, Zhen!" Wang Jian stared at each other.

Li Maozhen's smile was even stronger, "It's all down."

"Li Maozhen, you are so overcast, what a hero!" Wang Jian's eyes turned red.

Li Maozhen smiled: "In Kunlun that day, when you and Gao Na's team joined forces against King Ben, you didn't give me a chance to ask if you were heroes."

Wang Jian sank his face and said in a pompous manner: "Li Maozhen, don't be arrogant! Do you think you have won? An Wang's soldiers and horses you can really control? The king's camp is very strong, and the grain is heavy. There are hundreds of thousands of troops on the left and right, enough to stand by for more than a month! When King Wu comes to help, do you think that An Wang ’s soldiers and horses will still listen to your orders? Even if the situation is strong, the tiger will eventually be swallowed by the tiger! "

At this point, Wang Jian naturally came to his senses. He was previously blinded by Li Maozhen: the other party made some Guan Zhongjun's action slow and detained in Tongguan. It was actually a secret way to cross the Chencang road.

This does not completely blame Wang Jian. After all, his monk spies cannot go deep into the river. After all, Huanyinfang is not eating white food, and he cannot detect Zhao Bingkun's actions.

What Wang Jian did not expect was that Li Maozhen could let An Wang Bingma listen to his orders. However, if you think about it, this is not without any reason. There are only a few possibilities.

Wang Jian secretly pondered: "The King of An is no longer there, of course the old King ’s Ministry has to find another way. It is not difficult for the old King of An King to obey the imperial order by the Emperor Li Maozhen. It only needs to be generous."

"But this kind of subordination is not reliable. If the battle goes well, it is better to say that if the war goes unsuccessfully and the towns suffer losses, Mo said that the old King An ’s ministry will not continue to die for Li Maozhen, even if the emperor came in person.

Thinking about this layer, Wang Jian calmed down.

After listening to Wang Jian's words, Li Maozhen did not hold back, and laughed loudly.

He looked at Wang Jian with ridicule and compassion: "Listening to you, it sounds like I lied to An Wang Bingma? You are wrong."

Wang Jian sneered: "It wasn't you that you lied to, did they really obey you?"

Li Maozhen laughed without saying a word. I was very proud on my face but I didn't want to show it. I also liked to see your imperious expression of your husband and wife.

However, Li Maozhen is not a person who can hide his words. He quickly waved his hand. "Wang Jian, today's battle, you and I will reconcile old and resentment together. If you think you can keep the camp, then try it. But Ben The king can tell you that within three days, you will be defeated here. Ruzhou is your burial place! "

After Li Maozhen said this, he snapped the folding fan, and his voice spread like Hong Zhong in all directions: "Every army listens to orders, attack!"

The sound of footsteps, the ring of iron armor, the sound of shouting and killing, and time filled the world.

...

Wang Jian returned to the camp and commanded and dispatched all parties in the Gaozhuwang Tower of the Chinese Army. He told the generals: "Li Maozhen and An Wang ’s old united forces are not united by their interests, and An Wang ’s old unit will not serve him. As long as we fight With a few waves of retreat, they will certainly defeat quickly! "

Every battalion, every village, echoed one after another.

Of course, things did not develop as Wang Jian expected.

Before dusk that day, Dongzhai was attacked by the Pinglu army led by Shangguan Qingcheng.

Fighting overnight, the Shu army lost a large number of camps.

At noon the next day, Beiying broke down.

At this point, the Shu army suffered heavy casualties. Including the Chinese army camp, two of the five camps have been lost. If it is not possible to quickly organize a force to fight back, the situation is over.

Wang Jian faced Shen Rushui, "How could this be, why did the Anwang army fight so hard? How could they be willing to die for Li Maozhen? This is impossible ..."

What it means is that Wang Jian couldn't break the two camps within two days, so he couldn't help but be frightened at this moment.

"His Royal Highness, Ping Lu Army is too sturdy. Guan Zhongjun's soldiers will be too many warriors. Right now they are killing all around. The camp of the Chinese Army can't keep it. Let's withdraw it quickly. If you don't leave, you will be too late!" The confidant general ran up the watchtower with blood.

"Withdraw?" Wang Jian froze, and then he was furious. "Jack! My king is not defeated yet, how dare you say withdraw? Your defeated army, my king will chop you first!"

"His Royal Highness ..."

"His Highness is angry ..."

"General Sun has been fighting in blood, His Royal Highness must not cut him ..."

Left and right came to dissuade.

Wang Jian was stopped by the crowd, his face changed, he suddenly covered his chest, and a blood spurted out.

"His Highness ..."

"What's wrong with your Highness?"

"His Highness takes care of our body. Although we lost for a while, we can return to Xuzhou, rely on the strong city to defend ourselves, and then ask Wu King for help. We may not be able to make a comeback ..."

Wang Jian took a deep breath, stabilized his figure, his eyes resentful and looked unwillingly to the north, and yelled, "Li Maozhen! Come out for me, come out and fight against the king! You can't win the king, you can't win the king king!"

Li Maozhen soon appeared at a high altitude, still chic and swaying, looking down at Wang Jianhan with a smile: "Wang Jian, Wang Jian, he died when he was about to die. If so, my king will come and collect your body."