Fan Si took the remaining soldiers back to the camp. Because Hua Xiong died in the battle, the Xiliang army was morally defeated and had no strength to fight anymore. Fan Si and Zhang Ji had no choice but to abandon their camp, cross the Si River at night, and return to Hulao Pass.

"What? Hua Xiong died in battle, and our army was destroyed in half? Who did it?" Hu Zhen was shocked. After all, the Xiliang army had never suffered such a defeat since its formation.

"General, the opponent's cavalry is very powerful, not inferior to our army, and their riding skills are superb, especially above our army. General Hua died under the sword of a red-faced and bearded man. The last general was incompetent and did not grab it. When I returned to General Hua, I only brought back his sword." Fan Si reported with a tearful voice.

"Hua Xiong is our number one warrior in Xiliang. His death has a great impact on the morale of our army. It seems that we need to ask the Prime Minister for help. Fan Si, go to Luoyang in person and ask the Prime Minister to send troops. Tell us about the enemy's combat strength." Extremely strong, only the Prime Minister's Feixiong Army can fight with it." As Hu Zhen spoke, he had already written a letter asking for help and handed it to Fan Si.

In the allied army camp, everyone was celebrating Gongsun Zan, especially Yuan Shao, who praised Gongsun Zan for his superb military skills and the great defeat of the Xiliang army when Wei Qing and Huo Qubing were still alive. But Gongsun Zan was not happy. He still felt a little regretful. After all, he only had more than 10,000 soldiers and horses left, and only a thousand white-horse followers. The most important thing was that his heir Gongsun Xu died in the battle, which made him feel sad.

"Pass my military order, tomorrow the army will cross the Si River and camp in front of Hulao Pass. As long as we take this pass, Luoyang will be at your fingertips." Yuan Shao was already imagining the scene of being in the Luoyang Palace.

On the second day, the coalition army began to cross the river. There were so many soldiers and horses that they could cut off the flow with whips. It took a full two hours for the army to cross the Si River and reach the Hulao Pass.

"It is indeed the best pass in the world. Look, leader, Hulao Pass is surrounded by mountains and there is only one road to pass through. Moreover, the city is ten feet high. If we attack our army by force, we will suffer heavy losses." Cao Cao looked at Hulao Pass and analyzed it to Yuan Shao .

"What Meng De said makes sense, what do you think? Is there any way to destroy the city?" Yuan Shao looked at the crowd and saw that all the princes bowed their heads and remained silent.

"Leader, I think we should attack in turns day and night, and we can always break through." Yuan Shu said.

"That's all we can do. The army will rest for a day. Starting tomorrow, we will take turns attacking. We must capture Hulao Pass!" Yuan Shao looked at the tall pass in the distance fiercely.

Hu Zhen and Zhang Ji in the pass looked at the coalition camp with hundreds of thousands of troops, and their faces were filled with sadness. The troops were now demoralized and could only wait for Dong Zhuo's reinforcements to arrive. At this time, the sergeant came to report, "There is a man who claims to be General Zhang Ji's nephew. He learned that the general was here and came here to seek refuge."

Zhang Ji was overjoyed when he heard this and said, "General Hu, my nephew studied martial arts with the gun prodigy Tong Yuan when he was young. He has a bravery that no man can match. He originally joined the army in Youzhou, but he didn't expect to come here today. Now we are saved."

"Is your nephew really that powerful?" Hu Zhen didn't believe it.

"When he was in the army in Youzhou, he was known as the spear king of the North. No one could survive ten rounds in his hands." Zhang Ji always feels proud when talking about his nephew Zhang Xiu.

"Please come in quickly." Hu Zhen said.

Zhang Xiu entered the pass and saw that he had a broad forehead and a broad face, a tiger body and a wolf waist, a white robe and silver armor, a long spear in his hand, and two bows on his belt. He was so majestic that he looked like a spear king in the North!

Seeing Zhang Ji, Zhang Xiu dismounted and bowed, "My nephew, I'd like to pay my respects to my uncle. I haven't seen you for many years. My uncle is in good health."

"Okay, uncle is in good health. I haven't seen you for many years. You have grown taller and stronger. This time you are here, and uncle is no longer afraid of those thieves outside the customs." Zhang Ji couldn't hide his excitement.

"Don't worry, uncle. When my nephew comes out and defeats the enemy, I will take the heads of the Yuan brothers and present them to my uncle." Zhang Xiu was full of confidence.

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