After the wind and snow stopped, the moonlight was covered with hazy night. Cao Xiang, who was covered with frost and snow, made his armor cold and hard, squatted behind a dirt slope, trying hard to look at the bank of the Yellow River outside Juancheng City, with bright and tactful movements of the army.

He had been trapped in this Yuncheng for too long, which made him feel that his joints were moldy and itchy; only by leading troops to rush in front of the formation could he find the indulgence and familiarity of being a pioneer and vanguard in the past, when he was in control of everything, without any worries, letting go.

"I've really been caught by the information of the queen. Wei Bo's thief really wants to retreat from here overnight..."

A general whispered beside him.

Cao Xiang nodded invisibly. This time, in order to have a full blowout, he had brought all the mobile hands that could be mobilized in the city, and then he formed a lineup of about 5,000 people. Compared with the 30,000 troops under the command of Han Jian, the governor of Wei Bo, it was not enough to see.

Or even the ability to set up a formation in front of the field battle is lacking, let alone taking the opportunity to capture the city. However, now Wei Bojun is determined to return home, as long as he takes the initiative to go out of the city, he will inevitably give him corresponding opportunities and flaws.

Especially among the people who were the slaughter and the wing guard, some people betrayed their inner feelings in anger, and secretly disobeyed them; this flaw was further expanded to a point that was enough to temporarily ignore the degree of power contrast between the two sides.

Therefore, he did not safely follow the proposals of the other party or the ideas of most military generals. He just sent troops to cover up the attack and waited for an opportunity to seize the supplies and the cattle and horses that could not be taken away by each other. Instead, he divided his troops into a group of elite troops and touched the bank of the Yellow River.

After all, compared with the Wei Bo army who had not been around for a long time, the soldiers of the Tianping Army were more familiar with the local geographical environment and climate changes in their hometown, and it was easier to find and discover a suitable location for crossing the ice surface of the Yellow River. In this way, what they had to face was the Wei Bo army, waiting for one of the rivers to cross.

Under the shaking and uncertain fire light, it can be seen that these Wei Bo troops had already passed the first one in a relatively scattered formation, stumbled on the ice, stumbled on the ice one after another; but most of the people left on the shore were still very alert and had a strict formation.

Moreover, under the guidance of the firelight on the other side, many ropes were also pulled on the ice surface as a follow-up traction; this greatly improved the travel progress and efficiency of the team's team.

Because they could climb and hold these ropes and walk over relatively smoothly without stumbleing and falling from time to time. So, they were mixed with a series of slowly moving crowds, and even some mules, horses and vehicles began to walk onto the plain white ice surface under the pull.

However, seeing that these Wei Bo soldiers had already left halfway, Cao Xiang's waiting opportunity and wedges had not yet arrived, which made the tooth soldiers who were also covered with snowflakes and looked like a snowman, becoming more restless.

Although they have fur sheaths and fluffy boots, after staying in the wild for a long time, they still feel that their hands and feet are getting stiffer and harder, and they are like heavy ice lumps. Some people can only apply snowflakes to their faces over and over again to keep their sober and energetic.

"When I stayed, why didn't I move there? It's not a way to keep it frozen. The guys are afraid that they can't stand it anymore."

A toothed person couldn't help asking for advice again.

"After persevering for a while, no matter how they move, we will withdraw..."

Cao Xiang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the newly recruited and trained fangs are still not comparable to the group of people brought out by his father and commander back then;

You should know that in the snowy night battle outside Songzhou City, as an elite tooth soldier, he was squatting in the snow for the middle of the night, climbing over ten miles of snow, almost touching the outside of the battalion commander Wang Xianzhi, and then he was discovered and raided.

Many supplies, flags and other items were seized on the spot, and Song Wei, the governor of Pinglu and the east camp, came up with a farce and joke that later made the victory in the court and claimed that Wang Xianzhi was killed and was killed by the formation.

Han Jian, the governor of Weibo, who was surrounded by rocks and ice and snow on the bank of the Yellow River, was also preparing to cross the river. Of course, as the leader of the army, he had a special slider that could be placed on it and dragged by the soldiers on both sides of the straits.

But before this, he was more concerned about the heavy boxes he had obtained from the balance and the Yiwu Army's states; these bulky objects were sliding along the river beach, clearing and flattening passages to the ice, and then slowly heading towards the opposite bank under the push and pulling of the soldiers.

During this process, one of them suddenly hit a raised stone edge, and suddenly cracked and some bright objects spilled out, including small gold and silver utensils and jewelry.

Han Jian's face changed slightly, but he still resisted the drinking and the plan to hold people accountable. Although most of the captures and plundering sites were scattered by Han Jian to his subordinates one after another, he still kept the most valuable and precious property and wanted to take it back to Wei Bo's territory.

"Let's tell the men to speed up their skills. As long as they can return the entire teacher, I will have no rewards or rewards."

He then said to the left and right.

"There is no need to wear the gains of the soldiers' personal luggage, so they will be thrown on the shore and counted and base. If you look back, you will have corresponding compensation."

However, before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a fire slowly lit up in Juancheng in the distance, and a faint roar and shouting of killing came.

"The rats from these Balance Army are indeed here,"

However, Han Jian looked around with confidence.

"It's a pity that our army is about to return, so we can't treat these people well. Otherwise, we can take Yuncheng with just one side army attacking..."

"I would like to lead a group of people to share the worries of the prince... It's enough to only take five hundred horses."

However, the Ya general Chen Guangyi, who was present, immediately asked for his request.

"Very good, then I will give you eight hundred cavalry and one thousand infantrymen, even if you go to Yunzhou with cheaper positions."

Han Jian also made a quick decision.

"I dare to ask the general, what should I do in Juancheng do? Should I send troops to respond to the situation?"

Another soldier, Li Chengxun, asked for instructions

"Don't worry, I'm not completely unprepared and arranged. As long as they come and cause trouble, they will definitely not be able to make a living..."

Han Jian nodded to his letter in an understatement and affirmed.

"But for the sake of safe plans, you will lead the troops of the escort army to the rear of the Sandu to capture the enemy's retreat, and do not let them escape..."

It was as if it confirmed Han Jian's words, as the two teams quickly spread out in a neat manner, the fighting sounds in Juancheng slowly lowered, but the evaporated firelight did become brighter and brighter, almost illuminating a night sky.

At this time, another soldier stepped forward and said:

"Jingsen, you can let the Central Army pass the ice..."

Between the rocks and ice on the shore, there were dozens of corresponding soldiers waiting for the order, and some figures wrapped in thick cloaks and leather hats were sitting on them. These were the newly collected concubines Han Jian took in various prefectures in Henan.

Although he was in his early fifties, his demand for women had not weakened much; even when he led the army to fight outside. Therefore, every time he stayed, his tactful subordinates would recruit officials and wealthy women to serve in the tent.

Therefore, when the current crisis began to withdraw, he did not want to leave these beautiful ladies, but insisted on bringing them together. Seeing that most of the forbidden genus were pulled to the ice one after another, Han Jian took a few deep breaths of coldness and sat on a huge slide covered with fur, a canopy and a fire.

Amid the rustling sound of ice-surface grinding cymbals, Han Jian stuffed his frozen hands into the chest of the attendant's attendant's chest without saying a word. Suddenly, there was a sudden burst of shouts of killing on the shore, which was so shocked that Han Jian almost did not shake the rope violently and was thrown off the ice:

"Kill all Wei Bodogs..."

"Don't leave the old thief Han..."

Then he looked through the back of the canopy and lit up endless torches in the distance, running and flying like dragons. The team behind him who were staying on the shore to guard the baggage were already dispersed and chaotic by unknown enemies who suddenly came out.

The Wei Bo soldiers who were staggering on the ice were frightened and frustrated. Some wanted to speed up their escape, some stopped at a loss, and some wanted to turn back to rescue, but in the end they rolled, slipped, and stumbled into a ball on the hard ice.

After that, the sliders and box objects that were being dragged hard between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait were knocked down one after another, overturned, and even scattered all over the ground and turned into new obstacles on the ice.

"Hurry... pull me to the other side"

On the slide, Han Jian shouted at the top of his voice and urged the soldiers who were following and protecting each other to continue running forward to the near-the-river position. Then he saw the flames rising on the shore, and the remaining soldiers and horses had completely defeated, and turned into scattered figures scrambling to escape on the ice.

"Be careful of the arrows..."

A soldier wearing two armor suddenly shouted. Then many stars of fire flashed in the air, and then turned into screams splashing among the crowds scattered on the ice.

“Go quickly…”

At this moment, Han Jian suddenly felt uneasy and jumped off the heavy slider, and was quickly supported by the soldiers close to him before he rolled down. However, before he could take a few steps forward, he saw that the big slider with a clear target had been hit by several rockets.

There was a scream from the woman who had not yet escaped, and then the fur and silk pads inside were lit up, and the wind started to burn on the ice. At this moment, Han Jian, who was frightened and sweated, also forgot that the fact that he was nearly 50 years old and ran hard on the ice.

And when so many people were running around on the ice in a mess, screams and shouts of slipping and impact were heard constantly, among the sound of help, another strange sound that seemed to be creaking and rubbing began to quietly appear on the ice layer that looked clearly frozen.

However, Han Jian and his group, who had finally arrived on the other side of the shore with a surviving tail, had not yet waited to fall and sit down and breathe for a long time, and were stunned again to see another strange and creepy scene on the ice.

As the bright moonlight that showed its face from the broken clouds illuminated the Wei Bo, who was staggering on the ice, wriggling and struggling forward, also shone out a giant white flower that was blooming under their feet.

At that time, the cracks of ice that were spreading through countless people's steps, and then in an instant, it turned into splashes of water that gushed from the source and large pieces of broken ice that were scattered in an oblique manner. Amid a shrill howling and crying, everyone and things nearby were swallowed up by struggle and ups and downs.

However, when Han Jian kept rushing to the nearest city, Linhuang County, he received another bad news in the city. Han Yizhi, the governor of Bozhou and deputy envoy of the capital training, led his troops to rescue Anyang, and was also supported by Wei Bo's army. He was immediately killed by Li Hanzhi, the general of the Heyang army who retreated from Anyang City.

The Bozhou Army, caught off guard, immediately lost a big loss with the city. Han Yizhi, deputy envoy of Dutuan Training, was also defeated by Li Hanzhi and killed the flag on the spot. The Anyang defender, who lost his fighting spirit, tied down the governor and defense envoy, Han Shengwei, opened the door and surrendered.
Chapter completed!