After the ambush of Zhang Bao, the feints of Sanhujin and Yechengjin also took advantage of the other party's mentality that they had to be cautious after the defeat, and continued to confuse the other party and buy time for themselves.

Zhang Bao was fooled as expected.

In the end, he led his army day and night to reach Liangjin and cross the river to retreat south.

Although he was defeated by the Han army many times, the success of this exquisite plan finally helped Sima Yi to restore some confidence.

Just as he was smug, a horse's neigh suddenly came from outside the tent.

Sima Yi jumped up like an electric shock and his sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Then he remembered that he had safely returned to the south bank of Zhangshui. It was not that the Han army cavalry was chasing him. Then he fell on the Hu bed in depressed manner, and his cold sweat had soaked in the three-level middle clothes.

"After all, I'm old..."

He rubbed the broken halberd on the desk, which was the weapon he specially picked up from the river beach during the day when the Southern Army retreated.

Thinking of the red armored figure that Bai Ri saw, if Guan Suo had really arrived in person, the Han army flags had probably been erected on both sides of the north and south sides of the Zhang River.

The moonlight shone through the gap on his face, reflecting a bit of distorted pleasure:

"However, the heaven will not destroy me! The Hedong Winghu may be rectifying the surrendered soldiers in Youzhou at this moment, but I don't know that I..."

When Sima Yi's army arrived, Guo Huai had prepared a lot of floating bridge materials in advance.

After Sima Yi crossed the Zhang River, he asked someone to build three floating bridges overnight.

He must let the army cross the Zhang River as much as possible before the arrival of Hedong Yihu.

Nearly 50,000 infantry and cavalry were on the four meter-wide floating bridges spanning the Zhang River. In just one and a half days, most of them had already crossed to the south bank.

Just as Sima Yi was thinking about when to head to Liyang, thunder suddenly rolled on the horizon on the other side.

"Taifu, it's not good, it's the Han army."

The lookout shouted and reminded.

"I know."

Sima Taifu's face was calm and his expression was unmoved.

Yesterday, hundreds of cavalry from the Han army came to harass each other, trying to delay the time when the army crossed the water.

It seems that it is not surprising that we plan to re-use the same trick today.

According to the rewards from Yechengjin, Zhang Bao's flag is still there, so there is no big problem.

But the red tide emerged again and rushed towards the ferry.

only……

This red tide was much bigger than yesterday.

It is also much bigger than Sima Taifu imagined.

As the red tide approaches, you can see the leader's red armor and bloodshed, and the serpent of the snake spear flew away the deer antlers along the way. It was Zhang Bao, who was just ambushed a few days ago!

Sima Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he made a quick decision, and hissed and roared: "Broke the floating bridge!"

"Tao Fu, there are still people from the north who haven't come..."

"It's too late! Break the bridge quickly!"

Sima Taifu pulled out his sword with a clang and slashed towards the rope.

The tail army that had not crossed the river on the north bank was constantly swallowed and submerged by the red tide, and the rear formation completely collapsed.

A soldier waved his sword to slash at his comrades in order to grab the ferry, and his broken arms and flags fell into the vortex.

More people jumped into the rapids in panic, but were pulled by their comrades, either rolling along the water or sinking to the bottom of the water.

A frightened war horse rushed into the crowd, and his hooves stepped on whose arm, making a crisp sound of bone breaking...

Sima Yi retreated under the crowd of personal guards, and suddenly a cold light passed by, and an arrow feather shot towards him.

Sima Yi staggered and bent down, but the arrow feathers shot onto the shield held by his personal guard.

Looking up, he saw Zhang Bao on the other side immediately pulling his strong bow, and the arrows were facing this side.

Several more arrows shot through the air.

As the clanging sound of the arrow hitting the iron shield, Sima Yi seemed to see the surging anger in Zhang Bao's eyes.

"Reckless man! So what if you come? The floating bridge has been broken and the granary in Yecheng has been destroyed! What can you do to me!"

Looking at the pontoon bridge rope that he had cut himself into the water like a dead snake, he seemed to be like a Hebei Jiye who had cut it off with his own hands.

Sima Yi neighed and cursed regardless of his manners, as if venting his depression over the years.

Zhang Bao naturally did not hear Sima Yi's scolding. The second time the arrow feathers shot deep into the beach soil not far ahead of Sima Yi.

Seeing that the floating bridge was broken and it was impossible to chase Sima Yi again, Zhang Bao suddenly turned his horse's head and pointed the snake spear at the tail of the Wei army who was struggling in the shallows:

"Closing the net!"

The Han cavalry was like a red dragon lying on its tail, constantly driving the remnants of the Wei army that had not had time to cross the water, forcing them into the most turbulent Niujiao Bay, the river channel.

A few days ago, the revenge of more than 2,000 soldiers from the Southern Army will now get some profits back.

...

As the sun sets, the setting sun dyes the Zhang River into red gold, and Zhang Bao's red helmet condenses with dried blood scabs in the twilight.

He rode his horse to the edge of the ferry, and his horse's hooves rolled over the fragments of the raft on the river beach - the ferry tool that was destroyed when Guo Huai was ambushed.

Zhang Bao's eyes stared at the Wei Jun's vaguely visible to the other side.

It was once the place where he wanted to make great contributions, but now it has become a mark of shame.

He suddenly turned over and got off the horse, inserted the blood-dripping snake spear to the ground, knelt on one knee, pulled out his sword, pried up half of the special Liangzhou horseshoe from the soil, and took it to his hand, and his knuckles turned white due to force:

"I ordered the entire army to set up double scouts tonight. Anyone who crosses the water, sets up camps, and marches must check the terrain three times."

"Send another hundred cavalry to investigate north as much as possible to see if you can find out the news about Grand Sima."

Sima Yi personally led the main army back to the south bank of Zhangshui, and his bastard brother-in-law also led a large army. He was said to be far-sighted, but he disappeared.

It's simply a disgrace!
Chapter completed!