Chapter 763 A Sharp Turn Down the Road

He Qi gathered his troops and horses. After a bloody battle, there were still eight thousand people under his command. They had just escaped from the bloody battle, and they were covered in blood and looked fierce.

He Qi said nothing, pointed his sword, and the 8,000 Jiangdong Army roared and charged towards Cao's main formation.

Zhou Yu led the 20,000 Jiangdong Army, and the front was pointed directly at the southern front of Cao's army, while the 8,000 soldiers and horses under He Qi's command were equally aggressive, charging towards the west of Cao's main formation, and the two soldiers and horses formed a tense situation. It was as if an iron pincer had clamped down on Cao Jun, and he was filled with murderous intent for a moment.

Xia Houyuan was ordered to control the armies. Facing Jiangdong's army, which was divided into two groups, he attacked fiercely, but he remained calm and composed in the face of danger, showing the magnanimity of a general.

Xia Houshang on the side looked at Xia Houyuan with some envy, and thought to himself: It would be great if someone could be as majestic as his uncle, commanding tens of thousands of troops.

"Boren."

"Ah? What is your uncle's order?" Xia Houshang cupped his hands and asked.

Xia Houyuan said coldly: "You immediately rush to the west, take over the front, and stop the Jiangdong Army no matter what, do you understand?"

Xia Houshang solemnly said: "Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely defend to the death and never let Jiangdong's army rush in."

"Well, if He Qi is allowed to break through the front line, no wonder I don't care about my kindness!" Xia Houyuan said coldly.

"Here!"

Without saying a word, Xiahou Shang turned his horse into battle, rushed to the western front, and took over the defense.

Cao Cao personally sat in charge of the central army, holding the Heavenly Sword with his palm, his fine eyes opening and closing, revealing his brilliant brilliance.

"The prime minister seems to be confident?" Cheng Yu asked with a smile.

Cao Cao smiled slightly: "Sun Cexin died and Jiangdong was in civil strife. Even if Zhou Yu had the ability to recover, he would not be able to save the defeat."

"Zhou Yu thought he could borrow a sword to kill people, but he didn't know that the truth was in Shanyue, and he had already made arrangements." Cao Cao sneered.

At this time, Shan Yue's army was in the middle.

Nearly ten thousand Vietnamese soldiers were fighting desperately on the front line, while many heroes gathered together and discussed something with each other.

"We were originally attacking Jiangdong's army, why did we end up fighting Cao's army?"

"Yes, our tribe originally had a small number of members, but now the number of casualties exceeds that of May 1!"

Especially some powerful commanders from small tribes. They had been oppressed by Jiangdong's army for a long time, so they led their young men to come with righteous indignation, but unexpectedly they got into a fight with Cao's army for no apparent reason.

"Peng Shuai, you might as well make up your mind."

"Yeah." Peng Hu was the nominal commander-in-chief of many Shanyue heroes. He couldn't help but feel proud when he saw many people looking at him.

In fact, the reason why Peng Hu was willing to take the lead in organizing the many powerful commanders in Shanyue was not just because he was dissatisfied with the oppression of Jiangdong Army. In fact, he had long had the ambition to unify the various tribes in Shanyue.

In the turmoil at the end of the Han Dynasty, wars continued in various counties and states. He, Peng Hu, might not be able to become king and hegemony. He dare not say that if he took control of Jiangdong and annexed several counties, he could at least become king in Shanyue.

"Well"

Peng Hu pondered for a while, looked around at the many heroes on the left and right, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, the Jiangdong Army is the life and death enemy of our Shanyue clan. These Cao soldiers are also Han people, and there are no good birds. It's better for us to retreat and sit back and watch. How about they fight life and death?”

As soon as Peng Hu said this, Shi Dan immediately agreed: "Peng Shuai is right. We all got together originally to oppose Jiangdong's army. Now Cao's army and Jiangdong's army are fighting to the death, no matter who wins or loses, Jiangdong's army will definitely be greatly weakened. If they can no longer bully us, why should we fight to the death with Cao's army?"

"Yes, yes, let the Han people go their own way. I will wait until I get home."

"What Peng Shuai and Shi Shuai said makes sense, and I agree."

Seeing that everyone agreed with his opinion, Peng Hu couldn't help but look proud.

"Brother, I have an idea." Peng Cai suddenly sneered.

Peng Hu glanced at Peng Cai: "If you have any ideas, tell me."

"If Cao Jun defeats the Jiangdong Army and rules the six counties in Jiangdong, he might still have to tax us and recruit troops in the future. We might as well stand back and wait and see, until Cao Jun and Jiangdong Army fight to the death, and we will fight to the death. Send troops again.”

Peng Cai smiled darkly and said, "I heard this from a Han story. It's called Bian Zhuangzi stabbing the tiger."

"Oh? What you said is a bit interesting." Peng Hu looked strange and began to figure it out carefully.

But when many Shanyue commanders heard this, their expressions changed. They didn't want to fight. Why should they fight against Cao Jun to the end?

"Peng Shuai, let's just go home. Why do we need to fight to the death with the Han people?"

"That's right, let the Han people fight on their own, and let's go back."

Peng Hu, however, seemed unable to hear, and instead cast his sharp eyes on Fei Zhan.

"Fei Shuai, what do you think?"

Among the Shanyue tribes, Peng Hu's force was the strongest, followed by Fei Zhan, the Shanyue commander in Danyang County. Therefore, Peng Hu was quite afraid of Fei Zhan.

Fei Zhan smiled slightly: "Everyone, I don't recommend retreating."

"Oh? What's Fei Shuai's advice?" Peng Hu sneered.

"Everyone, Prime Minister Cao is the pillar of the imperial court. He supports the emperor and controls half of the world. The Jiangdong Army is definitely no match for Prime Minister Cao."

Fei Zhan said loudly: "Even though Prime Minister Cao brought only 60,000 troops this time, there are actually at least 100,000 troops in Huainan, Central Plains, and Hebei combined!"

"An army of one hundred thousand?"

"The Han people are really powerful in numbers, and our mountains and rivers are incomparable."

Fei Zhan smiled and said, "You don't know, but Prime Minister Cao has promised us that after he conquers Jiangdong in the future, he will exempt us from taxes for three years and reduce our taxes by half in the future."

Fei Zhan's words were like a bombshell, causing thousands of waves, and many handsome men and women from all over the country showed joy on their faces.

"Fei Shuai, are you serious about this?"

"If this is the case, there is nothing wrong with us surrendering to Prime Minister Cao."

Peng Hu was not like other young heroes who were confused by Fei Zhan, but he said coldly: "Fei Shuai, so you have colluded with Cao Cao a long time ago?"

"No, Prime Minister Cao is very sincere."

Fei Zhan said loudly: "Prime Minister Cao has said that as long as we are willing to surrender, every commander can be named a prince."

"Create a king or a marquis? This."

"Oh my God, does Prime Minister Cao really mean what he said?"

Many Shanyue people, big and small, became excited. Although the war in the late Han Dynasty destroyed the dignity of the imperial court, these foreigners were still very eager to be canonized by the imperial court. This was a supreme honor.

The imperial court was very stingy with rewards for the Han people. Liu Bang had already said before, "Anyone who is not the Liu family but is a king will be attacked by the whole world." Only those who have made great achievements can be granted the title of marquis.

As for foreign races, it is much more lenient. There are dozens of kings and marquises in one letter. A Wuhuan master who commands thousands of people can be made a king, which is very worthless.