At this time, Xian Yufu was not sitting on pins and needles as Governor Feng said, but as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Looking at the Longmen Ferry guard in front of him, whose face was gray and black, and whose armor was burned in several places, he wished he could have penetrated his mother tens of thousands of times.

Seeing the veins popping out of Xian Yufu's hand pressing on the hilt of the sword, the ferry guard cried even louder:

"General, what the general said is true. Those Shu captives can really summon ghost soldiers!"

After saying a word, he wiped away his tears and wiped the ashes on his face like a ghost painting.

"That night, the whole camp saw it. If the general doesn't believe it, he can just ask them."

"The general remembers clearly that at the third watch, a huge thunder suddenly sounded in the plains, and the gate of the village was split open."

"The general also specifically asked the soldiers on duty at night. Many people saw it at that time. After the thunder, light splashed everywhere, and then the ghost soldiers seemed to emerge from the ground..."

The ferry guard was talking nonchalantly, and although his face was covered in black and gray, you could still see the fear in his eyes.

Normally, Xian Yufu would have just regarded this person as an excuse to avoid the disadvantages of defending the ferry.

Even if he does not have the right to kill him on the spot, he must be tied up immediately and beaten with fifty military sticks to calm the morale of the army.

But the weird thing about this thing is that the defeated soldiers who escaped all said the same thing, which gave Xian Yufu an inexplicable chill in his heart.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were defeated in one night. Not only was the defeat unclear, but they also all said it was a rebellion caused by ghost soldiers.

Some of the soldiers who escaped had even gone crazy, their eyes were dull, and they could only say "the ghost soldiers are coming"...

This belongs to his mother!

Has the world gone crazy?

Looking at the trembling ferry soldiers, Xian Yufu suddenly felt a little familiar.

He thought of the soldiers who had participated in the Battle of Xiaoguan. Not to mention the soldiers below, even some of the army generals were as afraid of Shu as a tiger.

The shadow in Xian Yufu's heart suddenly became as big as a river.

Could it be that Feng Thief’s subordinates are really that evil?

With a gloomy expression on his face, he waved his hand and asked the sergeant in the tent to take care of the ferry guard.

Regardless of whether the Guan thieves really summoned the ghost soldiers, the most important thing right now is that the Shu thieves have crossed the river.

The terrain in Guanzhong is flat, which is most suitable for cavalry to move freely.

This is the advantage of Wei Dynasty.

But since the appearance of the armored ghost knights, this advantage has shifted from the Wei side to the Shu captives.

Ghost Rider?

Xian Yufu felt excited.

First there were ghost cavalry, and now there are ghost soldiers. I don’t know if they are real ghosts, but Thief Feng is a real ghost!

He took a deep breath, opened the handsome tent, walked out of the tent, and looked across the river.

The river is so wide that even if the sky is clear, you can't see clearly what's on the other side.

But Xian Yufu knew that Feng Thief must be smiling proudly at this moment.

It's just that he is an old man who has personally experienced decades of war, and he quickly stabilized his mind.

"Someone's coming!"

"General?"

"Give me the order to dig a trench to the east of the camp so that the whole army can strengthen its defenses!"

"promise!"

"Also, Dobu Antlers, resists guns..."

After giving the instructions, Xian Yufu looked at Dong'an, his eyes gradually became firm, and he murmured:

"If you think that after crossing the river, you can enter and exit the Guanzhong at will, then you are thinking too much."

Whether it was Guo Huai on Qiao Mountain in the northwest, or Sima Yi on Xi County in the west, not to mention the Luoyang Chinese Army led by Qin Lang at the foot of Long Mountain.

The escape route for everyone in Guanzhong depends on the two passes of Tongguan and Wuguan.

If Xian Yufu leaves without fighting, then the Han army can cut off Tongguan without any effort.

The Shangluo Passage where Wuguan is located is more difficult than the Xiaohan Ancient Road where Tongguan is located.

There are more than 200,000 Wei troops scattered throughout Guanzhong. If the Han army is allowed to cut off Tongguan, it is still unknown how many of the more than 200,000 Wei troops can withdraw from Guanzhong from Wuguan.

Therefore, Xian Yufu could not retreat, and he did not dare to retreat.

Not only could Feng's thieves not be allowed to cross the river from Pubanjin, but they should also try to contain the Guan thieves coming from the north so that the Shu captives would not dare to advance westward easily and cut off Guo Huai's retreat at will.

With less than 20,000 people in his hand, he had to face the notorious Feng and Guan thieves. Xian Yufu couldn't help but sigh:

"Since I can't hold the ferry, I have no choice but to be loyal to the country with my life!"

He knew that he was no match for the two thieves, so he was already determined to die. He could only hope to delay it for a day so that Da Sima could respond as soon as possible.

Governor Feng on the other side was very proud the day before, and claimed that Xian Yufu was on pins and needles, in a dilemma, but he did not expect that the slap in the face would come so quickly.

Xian Yufu not only strengthened the defenses on the river bank, but through the telescope, we could also see that he sent men to the east, seemingly determined to defend it.

What he saw through the telescope made Governor Feng's old face suddenly feel a little hot.

Damn it, when General Guan sent over the good news, I should have sent someone to reply immediately, asking her to lead the army south immediately and beat you old boy to death!

Governor Feng's teeth itched and he secretly resented it.

"Junhou?"

Liu Hun saw that Feng Junhou's expression was a little unkind, so he asked cautiously.

Governor Feng groaned, and then sneered "ha" again:

"Xian Yufu still thinks that I will be in a hurry to cross the river? Then let him guard it!"

General Guan has already controlled a ferry, and the initiative is completely on his side. The person who is anxious at this time is definitely not himself, but the other party.

In the Battle of Guanzhong, it seemed that the Liangzhou Army stole the show, but Governor Feng was not dazzled by the victory.

After all, the main force of Wei Guanzhong's army has been confronting Zhuge Lao Yao at Wuzhangyuan.

Sima Yi was held back by the old demon Zhuge and couldn't move, so he could run around so unscrupulously.

As the saying goes, use righteousness to combine and win with miraculousness. The Hanzhong army in Wuzhangyuan is righteousness, and you are the miraculous one.

What Governor Feng has to do now is to create the best conditions for the main battlefield in the periphery, instead of taking over his duties and replacing the main force in the decisive battle.

Carrying out affairs in Hedong can exert huge pressure on Luoyang, and this pressure can also be conveyed to Sima Yi.

Governor Feng put down his telescope and turned to look at Liu Hun:

"General Liu, I will give you a task now."

Liu Hun was refreshed:

"Please give me your orders."

"You take the Xiongnu tribesmen and horses and return to Anyi (that is, Hedong County) to find Shi Bao."

Speaking of this, Governor Feng had a gloomy look in his eyes, "In the past few days, Shi Bao should have inquired about the situation of the big families in Hedong."

"He must know which wealthy families can win over and which aristocratic families are die-hards."

After all, it will take thirty years to be east of Hedong and thirty years to be west of Hexi. Don’t bully young people into poverty.

General Shi has always had a good memory, especially when it comes to holding grudges.

Governor Feng narrowed his eyes and said slowly:

"After you join him, if any family is unwilling to cooperate with the Han Dynasty, you will let those farmers and the Xiongnu tribes..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand as a knife and lightly touched his neck.

The tone was very light, but the murderous intention was very strong.

Liu Hun's body suddenly trembled.

He was born in Bingzhou, so he naturally knows how many wealthy families there are in Hedong.

It can be said that the top aristocratic families in the world are basically located in the land of Three Rivers.

It seems easy to be a monarch, but in fact, I don't know how many powerful people have to be wiped out...

Liu Hun swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with some difficulty:

"Junhou, is this okay?"

It wasn't that he was afraid of killing, but that this method of killing would bring too much infamy.

"It doesn't matter that the general is from Hu Yi and doesn't know etiquette, but the prince..."

Governor Feng smiled calmly, turned around and faced the surging river, his voice was soft but firm:

"If a person's body has a carbuncle and a malignant sore, it needs to be squeezed out as soon as possible. If you are afraid of pain and let it swell, then you will have to ruthlessly cut out the flesh with a knife."
To be continued...