Chapter 207: Estrangement and Bad News
"Withdraw troops!"
Zhao Kuangyin issued the order immediately.
The army grain road originally needs to be transported through Shanhaiguan and along the Jinzhou line.
At such a long distance, a stone of food and grass would often arrive at the army, but half of it would be left behind.
To provide daily expenses for more than 100,000 people in the Central Route Army, the consumption of food and grass would be astronomical.
Throughout the ages.
Countless famous generals died due to lack of supplies, and the army collapsed.
Zhao Kuangyin knew this very well, so he just issued the order to withdraw his troops.
However.
Because of what these three Tang generals said, the military academy below began to become suspicious.
Who knows whether Zhao Kuangyin is really connected with Lao Nu?
If we really lead everyone into an ambush, wouldn't they become unjust ghosts?
There was no unusual movement in the Beijing camp brought by Zhao Kuangyin.
The Liaodong frontier army is different.
They began to communicate privately and prepared to ask Zhao Kuangyin for clarification.
In this regard, Zhao Kuangyin was very straightforward.
He said that there were less than five days of food and grass left in the army and he would not withdraw if he wanted to.
Hearing this, the Liaodong frontier army panicked.
Unexpectedly, the army was short of food.
If the stalemate continues, I'm afraid we will starve to death in this bitter cold place.
In this case, it is better to follow Zhao Kuangyin and retreat to Jinzhou honestly.
only.
The Liaodong frontier army kept a cautious eye on the retreat.
That is to let the Beijing camp led by Zhao Kuangyin go to the front so that we can be prepared for any unexpected changes.
But this way.
The military formation in the middle route has become the snake on the mountain, and people's hearts are floating and completely uneven!
Zhao Kuangyin made no comment on this and only let the army rush to Jinzhou.
However.
What he worried about most happened.
The old slave lay dormant for many days and moved when Zhao Kuangyin withdrew his troops.
The Hou Jin army, which was encircling them like a pack of wolves, blocked the retreating middle route army on the semi-frozen rivers in the Ningyuan and Kaiyuan areas.
The flood crossing across the river has long been demolished.
"Master Zhao, I have heard about him for a long time but have never seen him."
This was the first time that Zhao Kuangyin saw what the old slave looked like.
At first glance, he was just an old man with an ordinary face and a burly figure.
Only those eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts.
As for the fat, white man next to the old slave, with his neck curled up and his eyes wandering, Zhao Kuangyin looked very familiar.
"Brother!"
The two brothers met in the battlefield, but the atmosphere was quite strange.
The Liaodong general looked at Zhao Guangyi, who was in the old slave army, and subconsciously looked at Zhao Kuangyin. He immediately closed up his army and formed a hedgehog shape away from the Beijing camp.
It seemed that he was really afraid that Zhao Kuangyin would suddenly betray him.
madness!
Zhao Kuangyin looked at the actions of the Liaodong general and cursed in his heart.
Don't these people still see that this is a plan of provocation by the old slave?
While Zhao Kuangyin was angry, he also scolded his unfulfilled brother.
"Master Zhao, the previous promise is still valid. If you come to surrender, I am willing to treat you as a king." The old slave said leisurely.
In response, Zhao Kuangyin ordered the strong archers to shoot the old slave.
Uh-huh!
The arrow was blocked by the guards around the old slave who held up their shields.
Seeing this, the old slave's eyes turned cold.
"In that case, Master Zhao, let's see the outcome on the battlefield."
Only Zhao Guangyi hesitated to speak, but was led away by the old slave.
After a while, the Hou Jin army pressed forward.
Along both sides of the river, fighting broke out!
have to say.
Zhao Kuangyin is capable.
The training camp under his command was also an elite one. Under such an unfavorable situation, he still fought with the army commanded by Lao Nu to no avail.
A large number of soldiers from both sides began to mince meat on the river bank.
However.
Fifty thousand people in the hands of the Liaodong generals, and 20,000 Liaodong cavalry commanded by Wu Sangui, sat on the wall to watch.
This scene would seem quite strange to anyone.
Zhao Kuangyin issued three orders for this purpose, asking Zu Dashou to lead the Liaodong frontier army to fight against the enemy.
"uncle!"
Wu Sangui hurried over to meet Zu Dashou.
If the Liaodong border troops merge into the Beijing camp now, they might be able to break out from the encirclement of Lao Nu's army.
However.
Zu Dashou's face was calm, as if he had already made a plan.
"Even if we can break out and this army is wiped out, what can you and I gain by going back?"
As a veteran who had stayed in Liaodong for most of his life, Zu Dashou knew all too well the possible outcome.
If he is not beheaded upon questioning, he will be demoted to a commoner.
That being the case.
It's better to vote for the old slave and get a half-official position.
Judging from the old slave's behavior, he seems to be a wise master. Maybe he can break in and tear off a piece of flesh from Li Tang's body.
When Wu Sangui heard what Zu Dashou said, his expression changed.
Wu Sangui, who is still young at the moment, still has some hot-blooded character left.
"Do you think I'm the only one in the army who thinks this way?"
Seeing Wu Sangui's stubbornness, Zu Dashou scolded him in a more serious tone, "I'm afraid some guys are planning to use your uncle's and my nephew's heads as a gift to claim credit!"
When Wu Sangui heard what Zu Dashou said, his heart trembled.
Is that so?
"Go down and take care of your 10,000 cavalry troops. Then you will be able to advance in front of the old slave." Zu Dashou sighed and reassured.
Wu Sangui returned to his tent in a state of despair.
I thought I was going into battle to make great achievements, but I didn't expect to surrender the first time.
Zhao Kuangyin looked at the indifferent Liaodong frontier army and couldn't help but smile sadly.
He naturally guessed what these guys were going to do.
Even Zhao Kuangyin was a little desperate at this moment.
The old slave's previous words echoed in his heart.
As the saying goes, a thousand troops buy horse bones.
As one of the most important military officials in the Li Tang Dynasty, Zhao Kuangyin would not break his promise after surrendering.
However.
I don't know why.
Zhao Kuangyin thought of Lin Chenjia at this moment.
When he was planning to use troops against Liaodong, this man proposed the two strategies of Zhengqi and Qi.
What is Lin Chenjia doing now?
I don't know why.
Zhao Kuangyin plans to hold on for a few more days.
Lin Chen probably wouldn't have thought that Zhao Kuangyin would miss him.
Let's not talk about Lin Chen for now.
The old slave was originally full of confidence.
This time, the more than 200,000 troops of Li Tang were defeated, which was enough to seriously injure their vitality.
At that time, he only needed to take Jinzhou and other places and block Shanhaiguan.
Then the land of Liaodong would become his food.
The Later Jin Dynasty truly gained a firm foothold.
However!
Just when Nurhaci was thinking about how to compete with Li Tang in the future.
A piece of bad news made Nurhaci's eyes widen.
The one who came to deliver the letter was no one else.
It was the old man Xiesi who escaped from Lin Chen.
Only he could pass the news of Shengjing to the old slave army across hundreds of kilometers so quickly.
Nurhaci looked at the old man Xiesi, who was in a mess and no longer looked like a fairy.
With his self-restraint, he couldn't keep his face calm.
"You said that Li Tang had a detachment that attacked Shengjing?!"
The old man nodded.
"There are still 20,000 defenders left by me in the city. Can't they even stop a lone army?!"
Nurhaci couldn't believe it.
"Your Majesty, according to the Central Plains warriors, the commander of this Li Tang detachment is a congenital cultivator, and he has a strange method that can restrain the immortal power of the three brothers of a certain family."
The old man Xiesi's cheek twitched slightly when he thought of Lin Chen's sword.
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