There are gentlemen in the Three Kingdoms

When the words fell, Yuan Shao tilted his head, his body twitched twice, and then stopped moving.

"General!"

Inside the handsome tent, there were earth-shattering roars and howls.

Outside Dazhai, pottery merchants personally commanded various troops to attack Yuan Shao's Dazhai.

All the preparations that should be made have been done. It is time for the Hebei dispute to be concluded. Success or failure depends on the battle. After this battle, his surname Tao will replace Yuan Shao and become the number one hero in the world.

Beside the potter, Zhuge Liang looked up at the distant sky, his expression suddenly became thoughtful.

"What's the matter?" The potter turned to look at him and asked.

Zhuge Liang swung his feather fan and said slowly, "Yuan Shao is dead."

"how do you know?"

Zhuge Liang held up his feather fan and pointed it at a distance: "The general star in the north has fallen."

"what?"

The potter turned his head to look at the distant sky, and frowned: "The sky is bright and bright, and you can't even see the shadow of a star. How can you tell that the star is falling?"

Zhuge Liang said confidently: "Teacher, you have to look at it with your heart, and you will naturally see that Yuan Shao's star is no longer in the sky at this moment. As the saying goes, the way of heaven is assisted and bright, and everyone has the way of nature."

The pottery merchant reached out and punched Kong Ming in the head: "Speak human."

Zhuge Liang covered his head and changed his words: "I seem to have vaguely heard Yuan Shao's village crying just now, so I guess he is dead."

7 Chapter [-] The New First Prince

Although Zhuge Liang didn't make it so clear, Tao Shang dared to use his personality to guarantee that Zhuge Liang must have learned from Guo Jia to run the train with his mouth, and he was doing nothing.

The pitiful Prime Minister of the Shu Han Dynasty in history, the representative of loyalty and incorruptibility, in this time and space, because he met Guo Jia, he turned into a magic stick. Guo Jia, a bastard, can't apologize to history even though he died.

At this moment, I saw Pei Qian rushing towards the pottery merchant, clasped his hands and said, "I want to report to the Prime Minister, there seems to be a commotion in Yuan Jun's central army, there seems to be a change!"

"There is a disturbance, a commotion?" The potter narrowed his eyes, pondered for a while, and said, "Quickly urge all the frontline departments to step up the attack on Yuan Jun's stronghold, and make the soldiers in the rear shout loudly that Yuan Shao is dead. Disturb the morale of the army. Level one, take Yuan Ying in this battle!"

"No!" Pei Qian went to order immediately.

Yuan Shao died suddenly. The counselors in his command tent didn't want to make a public announcement, but it happened that Yuan Jiang Ma Yan came back to report the frontline military situation to Yuan Shao and saw this situation.

In Yuan Shao's Great Village, all the counselors have no leader, and they all want to be the family at this time of crisis. The problem is that others will not give in.

Guo Tu demanded to gather the three armies and return to Yecheng immediately, while Xin Ping wanted to mobilize the three armies with all his strength to fight the potters to the death. Xun Chen was in a dilemma and had no idea.

Only Pang Ji was gloating at the sidelines, watching the excitement as if nothing happened, not knowing if he was really stupid or not.

Ma Yan was shocked when he saw this situation, and immediately sent someone to the rear to report the matter to Jiang Yiqu.

Otherwise, Ma Yan looks like a pig's head, and instead of going there in person at such a time, he sends his subordinates to report it. Isn't this just looking for trouble for himself?

If such a big event happened, let ordinary soldiers report it, there is no doubt that the whole battalion must know immediately!

Sure enough, the soldier was also a bastard. He shouted on the road while running back to report to Jiang Yiqu.

"The general is dead! The general is dead!"

It doesn't matter if he is arguing, the so-called one pass ten, ten pass one hundred, before he ran in front of Jiang Yiqu, the soldiers in the whole Qianzhai had become a mess.

Jiang Yiqu knew the news of Yuan Shao's death without the soldier telling him.

Jiang Yiqu beheaded the soldier on the spot.

Why don't you stand on the tower and shout the trumpet?

The problem is, killing him is completely useless now, not only the domino effect caused by the mistake of this soldier just now, but also the Jinling Army who was attacking outside the village, while desperately attacking, while shouting that Yuan Shao has news of death.

The Lord is dead, what does that mean?

The representative paid these soldiers food and salaries, and the person in charge of issuing military orders is gone!

They have become rootless ducks, how can they not be chaotic?

On the other hand, the morale of the Jinling Army has soared unprecedentedly!

"Yuan Shao is dead, and the Yuan family is finished! Soldiers, follow me!"

"Kill, kill."

Qu Yi was in command of the central army, and the front line was led by Huang Xu, A Fei, Zhou Tai and others. They rushed towards the camp without hesitation. Facing the scattered Yuan army formation, they seized the opportunity and plunged into the enemy forcefully. hinterland.

In just a blink of an eye, the Jinling army swung their weapons like a god, and fought towards the center of the camp with all their strength. In the blink of an eye, they broke through the enemy line and entered Yuan Jun's belly zone.

It didn't take long, and gradually, Yuan's soldiers became a complete mess.

In front of them, the Jinling army was as fierce as tigers, leopards and wolves, and the more they were, they were fully armed, as if they were demons that came out of the ground, they were well-trained and disciplined.

Behind them, the commander died, the dragons had no leader, and even a decent military order could not reach their ears.

In just a moment, most of Yuan Jun couldn't hold on anymore under the double pressure of body and mind, and fled towards the surroundings of the camp in all directions.

Yuan Shao's Dazhai was built by the mountains and forests. The terrain in the mountains and forests was unstable. While fleeing in a hurry, many people who did not choose their way tripped over branches and stones, or fell into nearby rock crevices or steep slopes.

Under this implication, the battle situation became more chaotic. If one person escapes and makes a mistake, other fleeing people will be implicated. Many people who want to run are blocked, and they can only bump into each other piece.

Under such circumstances, more people can only choose to surrender.

As far as the Jinling Army is concerned, the next battle can almost be described as a swift wind sweeping the autumn leaves. The soldiers of the Jinling Army seem to have never experienced such a major victory. The blood burst and spread, and they were like wild horses that had run free, overcoming obstacles and thorns all the way forward bravely.

Run when you should run, surrender when you should surrender, in less than two hours, the Jinling Army has completely grasped the situation.

The battlefield gradually fell silent, and the shouts of killing became weaker and weaker, replaced by the wailing of the wounded and the begging of Yuan Jun's captives.

After the war, the potter and Zhuge Liang drove into Yuan Jun's village.

Looking around, there are broken tents and broken halberds everywhere, dried blood everywhere, bits and pieces of burning fire everywhere, broken fences and antlers everywhere, and corpses everywhere

Looking at the scorched earth brought about by this final battle, the potter couldn't help but heaved a long sigh.

Things have reached this level, and the potter's heart is not very good.

After some battles, most of Hebei was basically peaceful, but the price was surprisingly high.

But in terms of personal effort, the potter feels that he has exhausted his prehistoric power.

After the Battle of Guandu, Cao Cao in history took seven years to unify the north, but the potters only took two years. To some extent, the potters thought they had found a way to minimize their losses.