With Fu Zu's order, more than 200 anti-aircraft guns in the city launched an attack on the Wei army's hot air balloons in the air at the same time.

The Wei army had known that they would experience this, so they did not seem panic. They adjusted their height and moved around, trying their best to avoid the bombardment of anti-aircraft guns.

Yangping Pass is just a small pass between the Qinling Mountains and Bashan Mountains. It is only two or three miles long and wide, and it can save the size of a small town. The hot air balloon flew over the city in just a quarter of an hour and flew towards the Bashan Shushui in the south. It flew three or four miles again. Sima Yi ordered people to whisper the flag to start landing.

The luck was not so good this time. The width of the canyon was limited and the hot air balloon was difficult to control. In addition, the soldiers were too unprofessional. Most of them hung on trees and on the hillside when landing, and many of them fell directly into the Jialing River.

The Jialing River flows from north to south, through Yangping Pass to Ba County. Due to irregular operations, many soldiers who landed on the ground were separated from both sides of the river. Fortunately, Sima Yi did not successfully land on the tree. After landing, he immediately ordered people to form a defense line and rescue the soldiers on the tree. This place is not far from Yangping Pass, and he is really afraid that Fu Hu will kill him.

Sure enough, a team of Han troops rushed out of the sheep intestine path in Zuomaling. The terrain restricted the enemy and us the same. The road was too narrow and the troops were invested at one time. In addition, Sima Yi's defense was timely. The Han army fought hard for more than half an hour without any progress. He also saw that more and more people gathered in the Wei army, and knew that things should not be done to retreat decisively.

Although the Wei army flew past Yangping Pass, they were still in the canyon. Sima Yi did not dare to delay the rapid integration of the troops and continued to go south. During the journey, Deng Ai caught up with him and asked, "Military advisor, are we really not going back to support Governor Xu?"

Sima Yi smiled bitterly and said, "You have also seen the situation just now. The army was unable to operate in the past. When we fight back, it is just in line with the intention of the Han army. Only by surprise can we attack them unpredictable. We have to go to places that others have unexpectedly expected, such as Jiange."

"Zhang Ren's main force was scattered in the Xichengda, intending to defend the important roads of Shu everywhere and buy time for Zhuge Liang, but we crossed Yangping Pass and flew into the hinterland of Hanzhong. What would you guess Zhang Ren do?"

Deng Ai frowned and thought, "It must be the one who concentrates superior forces to defeat or even wipe out us."

"That's right."

Sima Yi smiled and said, "Zhang Ren has 30,000 Han troops and 20,000 Roman auxiliary troops. Although he has a large number of troops, he has to defend all the passes and roads. There are many places to use troops. We must concentrate our efforts to deal with us. Isn't the opportunity for Governor Xu to come? If we don't care about us and let these 20,000 people rage in the hinterland of Hanzhong, he will not do anything. So from the moment we flew past Yangping Pass, Zhang Ren faced a dilemma. If we take care of this, we will gain and lose the other. What should you do?"

The pseudo-Han was in short supply, and even Roman slaves were used this time. In order to drive the Roman slaves and make them willing to work hard for the pseudo-Han, the big-eared thief once again used brainwashing skills, built many churches in the gathering area of ​​the Roman slaves, and sent many white-clothed bishops to preach, raising the status of the Lord to the same level as that of the Buddha.

The Han people did not believe this, but the Roman slaves were far away from their hometown and could not see hope. They could only throw themselves into the arms of the Lord and become the Lord's devout believers, thereby gaining spiritual comfort. It is still unknown how much combat power the brainwashed Roman slaves can exert, because they have not yet fought.

Deng Ai frowned and said, "If I were Zhang Ren, the best way was to mobilize some troops to entangle us. Anyway, their purpose was population, so they didn't have to care about the gains and losses of a city and a place."

Sima Yi smiled with approval and said, "Zhang Ren must also be on guard against Governor Xu. The troops transferred to deal with us are naturally limited, but the nearby terrain is too painful. If it is blocked in any corner, two or three hundred people can force our 20,000 troops to advance. Therefore, our most important task now is to leave here and quickly rush to the Hanzhong Plain. Only when we reach the plain can we play the advantage of our troops."

"As for the supply issue, the food, grass and ammunition I carried this time can last for at least ten days. I believe that General Wei Yan will capture Xicheng within ten days. If we take Xicheng, we will open up the connection with Hanzhong. If the Jinniu Road and Micang Road are blocked, the entire Hanzhong will be trapped in our encirclement. At that time, the passes and fortresses of Han army such as Dingjun Mountain in Dazhong have become decorations. Do you understand?"

Deng Ai gave a thumbs up and praised: "The military advisor is brilliant."

Who cares about the barriers and strongholds in the entire Hanzhong? However, the Han army must come out of the barriers if they want to break through the Wei army's siege. Without the advantage of the terrain, they will not be afraid of the number of Wei troops coming to the Han army.

These words were not only for Deng Ai, but also for other generals. The generals understood the reasons and had no worries. They rushed to the hinterland of Hanzhong quickly.

Unfortunately, there were no cars and carriages this time, and there were no cars. The traffic could only be done. In addition to the necessary food and bullets, the army also carried light supplies such as tiger squat cannons and mortars, which were not fast at all.

While Sima Yi led the army to operate, Xu Huang was not idle either. He continued to order artillery troops to bomb Yangpingguan indiscriminately, suppressed the firepower of the Han army and sent a large army to attack the city, so as to attract Fu Zu's ideas and prevent him from redirecting to attack Sima Yi.

The artillery fire continued until the evening. While eating, Lu Su found Xu Huang and suggested: "Governor, this is not a solution. My subordinates thought that attacking the heart should be the best."

Xu Huang squatted on the ground with his bowl of rice, and asked while slashing, "How to attack your heart?"

Lu Su laughed and said, "The migration of the whole country to the south is the meaning of the pseudo-Han court. The lower-level people may not be willing. After all, it is difficult to leave their hometowns. Based on the principle of soldiers first, the families of the pseudo-Han soldiers were the first to retreat to Kushan. Who would not want to reunite with their families? Now, many pseudo-Han soldiers are flying to Kushan. If you have the intention of fighting to the death, you might as well try to be surrounded by enemies."

Xu Huang's eyes lit up, and he put a piece of fat meat from his bowl into Lu Su's bowl, and smiled and said, "Tell me quickly."

Lu Su stared at the fat naked eyelids stained with Xu Huang's saliva and twitched several times before saying, "Your Majesty once hummed a small tune, I think it is quite suitable for the artistic conception. Listen to it."

After saying that, he paused and sang slowly, "Look back every step, I left my home, left my father and mother, and left that she..." "Stop..." Xu Huang interrupted halfway through listening and said speechlessly: "Who is not leaving home on the battlefield? Don't let the enemy fall into tears instead of singing the enemy."

Lu Su also felt that the song was a bit unreliable and continued: "If you don't sing some songs from Shu, after all, Zhang Ren is mostly from Shu. Listening to the folk songs in his hometown should be able to express some homesickness. As for how much effect it can achieve, it depends on your fate."

Xu Huang said speechlessly again: "Most of Zhang Renjun are from Shu, but our troops come from the Central Plains. Who can sing folk songs in Shu? Do you know? Moreover, there are more than one folk songs in Shu. Can Hanzhong and Nanzhong be the same?"

Lu Su: "..." I forgot about this, it seems that it is not easy to do.

Xu Huang smiled bitterly and said, "It's also idle to beat a child on a cloudy day. Otherwise, just sing your song, and there is no other choice."

He is helpless if he can't sing folk songs in Shu.
Chapter completed!