Three Kingdoms: At the beginning, I revealed to Liu Bei that I was a time traveler

Chapter 460

Now that the Han army has returned, Luoyang is in danger of falling, and they have the possibility of being settled by the Autumn Queen.

In such a situation, they naturally did not dare to sit idly by, and offered all the servants in the family one after another.

So relying on the support of the big clans, Shi Yuan cobbled together nearly 10,000 soldiers and horses.

Relying on more than 20,000 temporary patchwork soldiers and horses, and relying on Luoyang City, it can resist the bombardment of Xiangyang artillery ~ strong.

Shi Yuan was actually stubborn and withstood the siege of the Han army several times larger.

And when Luoyang was besieged.

Shi Chonggui is not idle.

He personally led an army of 50,000 people out of Tongguan in the east and entered Hongnong-Yi County.

Just the day before yesterday, an urgent report came from the guards of Shaanxi.

Shi Chonggui has launched a fierce attack on Shaancheng.

For this.

Xiao Yuan could only give an order to divide more than 10,000 soldiers and horses to increase the defense of Shaanxi County.

As a result, the soldiers and horses besieging Luoyang naturally had to be reduced.

Another day of unsuccessful siege.

A thick layer of corpses had been piled up under the city.

Seeing this, Xiao Yuan ordered the troops to be collected and returned to the camp.

The sound of gold rang out.

The Han army retreated, leaving only wreckage everywhere.

On the top of the city.

Shi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Han army retreating, and a mocking look appeared on his face.

The commander of the Han army on the opposite side is the famous Mousheng Xiao Yuan.

How many princes died under his calculations.

Now.

Under Xiao Yuan's offensive, he has been fighting for so long, which is simply a miracle.

"Xiao Yuan, what a sacred!"

"I don't think you're like that."

Shi Yuan laughed at the retreating Han army.

Inside the Han camp.

Xiao Yuangao sat on the top seat and sipped wine.

Then.

Wang Meng hurriedly entered, his face quite solemn.

"Say, what's a bad thing."

Xiao Yuan sipped the wine and said disapprovingly.

After Wang Meng hesitated for a moment, he arched his hand and said:

"Prime Minister, there are some problems with our grain route."

At that moment, Wang Meng reported the details.

Because the Tiger Pass was still under the control of the Qin army, the supply of grain and grass for the Han army needed to take the Yellow River waterway.

And Hanoi Jun on the north bank of Luoyang is currently under the control of the Qin general Zhu Jun.

Whenever a ship carrying grain, because of the complex water potential of the Yellow River, accidentally washed up on the north bank.

Zhu Jun led the army to intercept and kill, not only to seize the grain, but also to kill all the soldiers who escorted the grain and grass.

So far, nearly 50,000 grains and grass have been intercepted by Zhu Jun. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）

This loss of grain and grass is not a big deal.

After all, the Han family has a strong background, and he can afford this loss.

But here's the point.

If the grain and grass are cut off, the morale of the army will be affected.

"Why didn't our navy destroy Zhu Jun's department!"

Xiao Yuan said unhappily.

"Zhu Jun's subordinates are mostly Bingzhou cavalry, coming and going like the wind."

"Every time after attacking and intercepting our army's grain ships, before our troops landed, they fled far away."

"This is a tactic, so our army can't annihilate it!"

Wang Meng expressed his helplessness.

Xiao Yuan realized.

After a while, the wine glass smashed on the table and snorted coldly:

"It seems that it is necessary for the prime minister to destroy Zhu Jun first, recapture Hanoi County, and eliminate the worries of our army!"

Wang Meng said:

"That Zhu Jun mainly uses attack tactics and will never confront our army head-on."

"Xiangguo wants to destroy him, I'm afraid it's not easy."

The corners of Xiao Yuan's mouth swept into a playful sneer.

...

Three days later.

The day is midday.

On the Yellow River, more than 30 warships headed for the north bank of the Yellow River.

North Shore Line.

The dust and fog are rolling, and more than 1,000 light riders are running along the river.

Obviously, it was Zhu Jun's department, waiting for their grain to land.

"Order the ships in front to go ashore immediately!"

Xiao Yuan's feather fan was raised, and he shouted loudly.