"How could Linji be lost?" Xiahou Dun supported the table with both hands and bowed slightly, like a strong bow waiting to be fired. He shouted in anger, "There are scouts on the roads north. Could it be that the enemy flew to Qingzhou?"

As of now, Xiahou Dun's attack has not been smooth.

Compared to Cao Ren's full attack and Wei Yan defended the city to death, the situation facing Xiahou Dun was much more serious. Guan Yu did not divide his troops to defend Xia Pi and the two counties of Donghai, but instead concentrated the two counties to a total of 50,000 troops to attack.

No matter how Cao's army divided the troops to capture the city and plunder the land, Guan Yu was unmoved at all and focused on Xiahou Dun's main army.

As a result, Xiahou Dun, who originally intended to disperse and restrain Guan Yu's military strength, finally found that his troops had been dispersed.

After many consecutive days of fierce battles, Xiahou Dunlen was blocked in Fei County and could not move forward for a second. He was even passive in the situation because of his slightly dispersed force.

The front line could not be captured for a long time, but the big leak came out from behind. How could Xiahou Dun not be angry and full of his chest?

The information obtained at present is only because of the fall of Linji, the capture of Hecha and the capture of food and grass. As for how many enemy troops were, how the sudden subsidence of magical weapons attacked the hinterland of Qingzhou, and the subsequent movements of this enemy army... etc., Xiahou Dun knew nothing and could only wait for further reports.

What made Xiahou Dun the most angry and resentful here was that the enemy was able to hide it from his own scouts, and somehow, through the obstruction of Cao's army, they traveled through the East China Sea, Xia Pi, and Langya counties, and unexpectedly captured Linji, an important town located in central and southern Qingzhou.

The generals in the tent were silent and did not dare to touch Xiahou Dun's firehead lightly.

"Boom!" Seeing that no one responded, Xiahou Dun felt even more annoyed and pounded hard on the table with his right hand, "What's going on? No one can say a word? Cao Yong. How do you manage this scout camp?"

Cao Yong was about 30 years old and had few beards on his face. He was Cao Cao's nephew.

Facing Xiahou Dun's angry scolding at this moment, he did not dare to refute anything, and could only stumble and said, "The scouts never stopped inquiring for twelve hours, but the last general does not know what the enemy is..."

"I just want to know how the enemy ran behind our army?" Xiahou Dun's eyes were round and he scolded with greater anger, "This time they were raiding Linji.

If you attack our army directly from behind next time, wouldn’t you be caught off guard?”

"On the sea!" Just as Cao Yong's cold sweat was almost wet his back, someone suddenly cleared the siege for him, "This enemy must have taken a warship, bypassed Xuzhou from the east sea, and attacked the hinterland of Qingzhou!"

"On the sea?" Xiahou Dun spoke in surprise and turned to look at the person who interrupted - Liu Ye, the chief censor.

Liu Ye nodded, frowned and stroked his beard and said, "Ye believed that Ziying (Cao Yong) would not ignore General Xiahou's orders. The scout's exploration arrangements should not be passed by land.

A reasonable explanation is that they head north from the sea.

The Jinfan Navy under Liu Bei's command was strong and there were many warships. It was a strong south wind during this period. It was not difficult for them to go north to Qingzhou by sea. The sea is too vast, so it is very difficult for our army to guard against such surprise attacks."

Speaking of this, Liu Ye couldn't help but sigh. Originally, Cao Cao had also formed a large-scale naval army, and was ambitious to suppress his opponent's Jinfan naval army when he went south to attack Liu Bei in the future.

However, the cruel facts told Cao Cao that it was not possible for anyone to be called a navy if he had a boat. The seemingly powerful Cao army navy once provoked the Jinfan navy several times, and once made his opponent "unable to backhand", but in the end.

Gan Ning only took one battle to bury the main force of the Cao army's naval division under the deep waves. Cao Cao, who was deeply hit, had to give up the plan to build a naval army that was exhausting the people and hurt money.

Fortunately, after the destruction of the Cao army's naval army, the powerful Jinfan naval army did not harass Qing and Xuzhou through sea routes. But things have two sides. Over time, Cao's defenses on the sea became relaxed.

Even Liu Ye did not expect that the Yangzhou army would attack the hinterland of Qingzhou from sea to sea. But after getting the news, he immediately reacted.

However, it was already afterwards Zhang Liang.

He waved his hand at Cao Yong. Xiahou Dun sat back in his seat. Obviously, he had accepted Liu Ye's analysis. Since he was heading north from the sea, Cao Yong's scout was naturally beyond his reach.

"Zi Yang, how many soldiers and horses can be called in the hinterland of Qingzhou?" After forcing himself to come down and thinking for a while, Xiahou Dun asked in a deep voice.

"At most, more than 10,000 people, most of them are county and state soldiers..." Liu Ye replied unhappily, "I am afraid there is little hope to rely on the remaining troops in Qingzhou to regain Linji.

"The Cao army's troops were mostly used to defend against Liu Bei and Gongsun Kang, and the Xiahou Yuan tribe in Hanzhong to guard against the troops of foreign races in the northern border. In fact, the defense forces of the states and counties in the hinterland were already quite weak.

It is precisely because of this that Linji, an important town in Qingzhou, was easily attacked by the enemy.

"How long can the food and grass last?" Xiahou Dun frowned even deeper, and asked a more realistic question.

"The grain and grass in the army can be used for up to seven days. In addition, there seems to be a piece of more than 4,000 stone grain and grass that has arrived in Langya County. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be able to reach the army within two days.

"Liu Ye replied quickly, "Apart from this, other food and grass may not be able to rely on. Linji is the hub of Qingzhou's north-south exchanges, and it is also the key transfer place for our army's food and grass to continue this time..."

The harsh facts were placed in front of everyone by Liu Ye's mouth—even if the last batch of food and grass that could be relied on, Xiahou Dun's army could only barely last for less than half a month.

It is hard to describe it in one word if Xiahou Dun's troops alone!

"Be sure to be careful about the matter here and not reveal anything. If I hear any rumors that shake the morale of the army, I will investigate it to the end and punish it severely.

"Xiahou Dun's sharp eyes swept through the generals in the tent one by one, and said in a cold voice in a solemn tone.

"Zhu Ling, you can lead three thousand troops north to Langya County at night to receive food, grass and supplies, and you will not be able to make any mistakes!"

"promise!"

"The rest of the generals. Go back to the camp to rectify the troops and fight to the death with Guan Yu tomorrow morning!"

The generals in the tent left one after another, leaving only Liu Ye.

"Zi Yang, what do you think the enemy troops attacking Linji will do below?" Xiahou Dun stared at the map on the table, looked at it for a long time, and looked up at Liu Ye and said.

"Continue to attack our army's food and grass, and then attack our army from north to south with Guan Yu!" Liu Ye said in a deep voice.

Xiahou Dun nodded. He frowned deeply: "It seems that he has to urge Zixiao to attack Pengcheng as soon as possible and cooperate with me to attack Guan Yu, otherwise the outcome of this battle will be unpredictable..."

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Xu Sheng strode into the commander's tent, salute Guan Yu, and said anxiously: "June, the scout just reported that there was a Cao army heading north at night. But I don't know how many enemy troops are, where do you want to go?"

"Going north?" Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan lightly. After pondering for a moment, he chuckled and said, "Junhou, it seems that the Major General and Gan Xingba are likely to have succeeded. This Cao army who went north is probably afraid of food and grass being attacked. He sent him to support him."

"Yeah..." Guan Yu nodded slightly.

"But it is also possible that Xiahou Dun sent a plan to go around our army and carry out a surprise attack." Pan Zhang put forward his own opinion.

"At the morning of tomorrow, you can see the truth when you look at Xiahou Dun's actions---If he attacks with all his might, eight out of ten will be attacked in Qingzhou; on the contrary, if he intends to avoid the war.

It's just a different idea!" Zhuge Liang said calmly, "The next half month will be the time to decide the outcome."

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What are you afraid of, what are you going to do!

Looking at the enemy troops quickly encircled from the left and right wings, Zhu Ling's heart sank to the bottom, and he ordered, "Go to a team of people, escort the baggage team quickly retreat south, and the rest. Come with me to fight!"

The terrified baggage team retreated south in a hurry under the supervision of a team of soldiers. In the panic, the shafts of the carriages were overturned, and the people were overturned, and the scene was in chaos.

"Come on, fight!" Sharp shouts came one after another.

The huge flying snake battle flag danced vigorously in the wind, one left and one right, two Wudang flying troops rushed towards them at an extraordinary speed.

"Shock arrow!" The Qinglong sword dragged behind him. Guan Ping rushed forward and roared fiercely.

The high-pitched and high-spirited battle horn soared into the sky, cleaning up the thick clouds in the sky.

"Fengzhi!" Mao Rong, who was commanding the left-lane flying army, also shouted loudly.

When the distance was less than two hundred steps, the two left and right flying troops completed the running array, and two huge and sharp "arrows" penetrated directly into the left and right ribs of Cao's army.

"Archer, shoot, shoot, shoot!" The blue veins on Zhu Ling's forehead jumped violently and shouted wildly.

Hundreds of feather arrows emerged from the strings, and flew violently in the air, like a dark cloud floating towards the enemy. But soon, the dark clouds drilled into the turbulent waves, turning into balls of water splashing, and then merged into the waves without a trace.

The flying soldiers skillfully waved the vine shield in their hands, blocking the flying arrows, and their steps were almost constantly. On their other hand, the eight arrows were already in the strings and the crossbows were ready to be fired.

"Come with me and block the enemy!" Seeing that the attack of the bow and arrow could not play any role, Zhu Ling bit his teeth and led his army forward to meet him.

When they were fifty steps apart, Guan Ping shook off the shield of his left hand, held the Qinglong sword high and roared to the sky: "Let it go!"

All the shields raised were hanging down, and thousands of crossbows finally fully exposed their bloodthirsty fangs.

In just one moment, tens of thousands of crossbow arrows cut through the air, forming two fan-shaped dark clouds from the left and right sides, and shot towards Cao's army at an incredible speed.

He screamed in secretly, and Zhu Ling waved the big knife in his hand like a wind splattering it.

The arrow clouds rushed over, and the Cao army soldiers who were unable to defend were knocked down hundreds of people in an instant, but the nightmare was far from over...

After the front flight soldiers completed the launch, they immediately put the crossbow into the skin on their waists and moved their bodies to both sides. The soldiers running in dislocation and frantically took the opportunity to attack the second wave of the earth arrows.

In just a few breaths, Zhu Ling had lost nearly a thousand soldiers.

"Kill!" Guan Ping, who was as good as a rabbit, was the first to rush into the enemy formation. The Qinglong sword waving like the wind, swinging across and across.

Flying soldiers with great fighting spirit roared one after another, echoing from left to right, and sharp ring-headed swords competed to slash out.

"Fight to the death!" Zhu Ling, who barely escaped from An Ran from several rounds of arrows, roared fiercely.

However, from the beginning, the victory of this battle was destined not to belong to Zhu Ling.

Although the Cao army soldiers fought hard, the strength of the flying army soldiers was far beyond their expectations.

Just like the Xianbei, the Huns were born with cavalry soldiers. They lived in the mountains and forests for a long time, and half-farmed and half-hunting Shanyue people were agile and good at fighting. In addition, they were strong by nature, and were the most excellent source of infantry soldiers.

After strict training, the Wudang Flying Army, composed of Shanyue soldiers, can exert its powerful combat power, which is far beyond the ordinary Central Plains infantry.

The pressure faced by Cao's army was getting greater and greater, and the casualties were getting heavier. It was becoming increasingly difficult to see hope, and the fighting spirit and morale gradually faded.

Seeing Zhu Ling's battle flag from afar, Guan Ping led dozens of flying soldiers to pounce on the battle flag without hesitation.

Before the person arrived, a long spear had already flew straight to Zhu Ling riding a horse under Guan Ping's kick.

With his footsteps flying, the sword in Guan Ping's hand instantly turned into a green dragon, wrapped in the wind and rain, tumbling down from the nine heavens, swallowing the sky and devouring the earth.

Zhu Linggang narrowly opened the attacking spear with an arrow, but was shocked to find that a bigger crisis had arrived.

It was too late to block and too late to rush to the horse. In a hurry, Zhu Ling hit the horse's back with one palm, and his body rose into the air, allowing the Qinglong Sword to fly sideways and backwards.

"Puchi~!" The long sword penetrated the flesh, and the huge war horse was cut into two pieces at the waist. The internal organs, minced meat, and blood were sprayed out like an explosion.

Regardless of the fact that his body was sprayed with blood and blood, Guan Ping did not hesitate to use the knife as a spear and stabbed it out.

Zhu Ling struggled to resist, and for a moment, gold and iron clashed, and Mars were everywhere.

After dozens of blows, Zhu Ling was forced to breathe even when he was forced. He tried every means to change even a little bit of his disadvantages.

Cao soldiers not far away tried their best to lean on him and respond to Zhu Ling, but the flying soldiers did not give them any chance.

Despair grew from the bottom of my heart. Just as Xunkong was about to evacuate, the Qinglong Battle Sword was already slashing down like the wind and thunder in the sky.

Zhu Ling used all his strength to raise his gun to meet him.

Accompanied by the most violent impact, the spear broke from the knife. Under Zhu Ling's horrified gaze, the unstoppable Azure Dragon Sword slashed heavily on the ground. Then, a blood line emerged from his face and gradually spread.

Finally, his lifeless body fell to the ground.

The death of the chief general quickly destroyed the morale of the Cao army. I don’t know who started, but the remaining Cao soldiers scattered and rushed around.
Chapter completed!