Chapter 222 Is the heart as strong as iron?

The dust and fog like a sandstorm is rolling towards our side at a fast speed. Who else can cause such momentum besides the brigade of cavalry?

Jiang Wan suddenly remembered that after Liu Feng defeated Cao Ren, he surrendered a large number of Cao's army, among which there must be many cavalry. This time he entered Shu, how could Liu Feng not bring this group of elite cavalry?

In an instant, Jiang Wan's heart was hit hard again.

The enemy is coming very fast. The hundreds of remnants of our side are trapped and exhausted. If they can't escape far, they will catch up. With such a position, they will be easily defeated by the enemy's cavalry.

Jiang Wan had no choice but to order three hundred defeated soldiers to line up on the mountain to prepare for the impact of the enemy's horse.

On the wilderness, the infantry fighting in formation is the only way to resist the cavalry. There is only a dead end to escape.

Among the three hundred soldiers, many of them have discarded their weapons, and there are not many archers. Jiang Wan can only piece together a messy step-by-military phalanx at zero according to the current situation.

In a blink of an eye, the sandstorm was approaching.

Jiang Wan was stationed in the horse array, holding a sharp sword, and his gray-headed and slod face was full of solemnity, with a look of preparing to die generously and a bloody battle.

The soldiers are as strong as iron.

Jiang Wan read the sage's book, with great ambitions such as loyalty to the two masters, and generosity to righteousness, so he can fight to the death.

The soldiers are not the case. These Yizhou sons were originally coerced to fight by Liu Bei. At present, the city has been lost, and their own side has collapsed into the army. The pursuers are also cavalry. They are not fools.

They know very well that there is only a dead end in such a fight.

The hand holding the weapon is trembling, and the heartbeat is accelerating as the enemy approaches.

When the menacing cavalry, like Shura killed from hell, rushed out of the fog, everyone's hearts pounded, like a heavy punch, and the whole frightened heart was almost bursting out of the chest.

Three hundred steps, two hundred steps, one hundred steps.

"Ah~~"

Under the pressure of such a powerful momentum, I don't know which person in the array took the lead in breaking down and ran away with a shout.

This messy army array is like a fragile glass wall. With a click, it will be broken.

Three hundred soldiers, sensational, howling and crying and scattering.

"Stunch, stop for me. Those who dare to move will be dealt with by military law."

Jiang Wan roared fiercely, trying to suppress the chaos. He even used his sword to kill several soldiers who had escaped from him, but it still didn't help.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

Among Jiang Wan, there are not many people left around him.

The general trend is gone.

Jiang Wan sighed, turned around and joined the fleeing team together.

He kept waving the whip and beating the tired horses. There were fewer and fewer soldiers around him. In the end, he was the only one to ride alone and ran alone on the mountain road.

And behind him, the enemy is still chasing after him.

How can the horse of Shu be compared with the good horse in the north? ** This war horse ran wildly. Now it is exhausted. Under the pressure of Jiang Wan, it ran for several miles, and soon it was gasping like an ox, foaming at the mouth.

Suddenly, the horse's hoof stepped into a low depression hidden in the grass, and the horse's four hooves were soft, and he knelt to the ground like a tragic sound.

Jiang Wan didn't even have time to be surprised, and his whole body was thrown out.

After falling to the ground, because of his habitual surname, Jiang Wan rolled forward for a distance of three feet before stopping.

Fortunately, the ground was full of footless grass, which offset a lot of impact force. Even so, under this collision, Jiang Wan also felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if it had scattered.

When Jiang Wan got up by pressing his seemingly broken ribs, the pursuers behind him were already dozens of steps away, and his poor mount was already lying on the ground and foaming and twitching.

There is no hope of escape. If you want to struggle again, you will only make the enemy laugh.

Jiang Wansuo sat cross-legged on the ground, with his eyes closed, and he looked like he was sitting and waiting to die.

The sound of the hoof gradually stopped, and the pursuers seemed to have stopped a few steps away. All they could hear in their ears was the sound of the horses.

When Liu Feng saw the man sitting cross-legged, he recognized Jiang Wan at a glance.

Although he had never seen Jiang Wan before, since he was blocked by this opponent in Wu County, he has ordered people who know him to draw several shadow maps.

Although the man in front of him looked gray-headed, he still vaguely recognized a little face shape, and the demeanor that others could not reach. Naturally, Liu Feng recognized him at a glance.

Jiang Wan, who was once the successor of Zhuge Liang in history and one of the four sages of Shu and Han dynasties, is now sitting here in such a mess and waiting to die, which is really a great irony.

Seeing this scene, Liu Feng's previous anger with Jiang Wan also dissipated. As a winner, he felt that Jiang Wan was a little aggrieved and pitiful.

Turning over and getting off the horse, Liu Feng walked to Jiang Wan, looked at the closed-like face with closed eyes, and smiled and said, "Mr. Gong Yan, you are really interested in meditating cross-legged in this barren mountains and fields."

Jiang Wansuo's surname even closed his mouth together. He just sat there motionless like a statue, almost out of breath.

When Liu Feng saw Jiang Wan's expression, he felt more and more that the Confucian in front of him was a little cute.

"Come on, bring me the wine."

The soldier was anxious to untie two bags of wine bags. Liu Feng took one bag and put the other bag in front of Jiang Wan. He said cheerfully, "Mr. Gong Yan, the scenery here is pleasant. As the saying goes, it is beautiful and delicious. At present, how can there be no wine? Come on, I'll have a good drink with you.

Jiang Wan's eyelids trembled slightly and still did not respond.

Liu Feng didn't care about him, and he looked up and gasp.

"Good wine, happy." Liu Feng wiped his mouth and praised.

Jiang Wan frowned faintly, as if he was quite puzzled by Liu Feng's behavior. He couldn't figure out what kind of trick this boy was playing.

Liu Feng poked his head, stared at Jiang Wan with wide eyes, and the corners of his mouth were hooked, showing a tly smile, so he put the wine bag in front of Jiang Wan's nose.

"Mr. Gong Yan, you can really stand such a good wine."

Jiang Wan fled wildly all night. The water was not exhausted, and the grain of rice was not touched. At this moment, it was the time of hunger. The wine and color came to his nose, which immediately attracted him to be greedy, and instinctively swallowed a few saliva.

Liu Feng shook his head and sighed: "It seems that you are going to die generously. In this case, this wine should be regarded as a send-off for you. Are you still afraid that my wine will be poisoned?"

Jiang Wan couldn't stand it, so he thought that it was a dead end anyway. Why don't you have a good time before you die?

As soon as his thoughts opened, Jiang Wan suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Liu Feng, picked up the bag of good wine in front of him, and raised his head to pour it endlessly.

In full view of the public, Jiang Wan actually poured the whole bag of wine cleanly, leaving no drop.

After drinking, he threw the wine bag on the ground and said, "If you want to kill it, just kill it. How can I, Jiang Wan, be afraid to die?"

A literati actually has a bit of the pride of a martial artist, and he is indeed worthy of Zhuge Liang's successor.

It's not difficult to kill, it's just a sword.

Zhu Xin is the most painful. It is Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang's heart that Liu Feng wants to kill.

Jiang Wan is the sword that kills the heart.

"Gong Yan, it's easy for people to die, but it's just a moment, but if you die, what about your wife and children who stay in Jingzhou?"

Liu Feng took out his most advantageous weapon.

Jiang Wan's heart was suddenly shocked. He was determined to die generously, but because of the word "wife and child", he suddenly decreased a lot.

"It's not only your wife and children, but also your mother. As the head of the family, you ignore the old and young, but die for Liu Bei's hypocritical person. Do you think it's worth it?"

Jiang Wan knew that Liu Feng had moved out of his family in order to persuade him to surrender. Knowing that, when he thought of the faces of his mother and his wife and children, his firm belief still began to melt unconsciously.

"I was kind to Uncle Liu, how could I betray him? I know General Liu, you have the style of benevolence. I don't think it will embarrass my family.

Jiang Wan's tone was finally no longer so decisive. Although he claimed that he would not betray Liu Bei, Liu Feng could feel that his will was already wavering.

Liu Feng smiled faintly: "The two armies are at war, and the disaster is not as good as the family. How can I, Liu Feng, not know this? Otherwise, like Liu Bei, I can take the family of Yizhou soldiers as hostages and coerce them to work for him."

With Liu Feng's promise, Jiang Wan felt much more at ease, and his resistance to Liu Feng seemed to have dissipated.

Seeing this, Liu Feng took out a letter from his arms. "I have always looked up to Mr. Gong Yan. Before entering Shu, I went to the house to visit the old lady. She had a letter here and asked me to pass it on to Gong Yan."

As soon as he heard the letter from his mother, Jiang Wan suddenly became excited. He grabbed the letter and read it carefully. Gradually, he couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

In fact, Liu Feng has never visited Jiang Wan's mother. He just temporarily sent someone back to Jingzhou and asked Pang Tong to go to Jiang Wan's house to ask for a letter.

However, this letter is not coercion. The content of the letter is probably that the old lady reports safety to her son, hoping that the family can be reunited as soon as possible.

It's just that Jiang Wan looked at it, but his mood fluctuated greatly.

The meaning of generous death, because of this mother's words, it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Since Mr. Gong Yan doesn't want to surrender to me, I, Liu Feng, am not the kind of strong man. However, now, I can't let Mr. Liu Bei continue to be the enemy of me. In this way, how can I confess to the soldiers who are fighting in blood?

In this way, I will send my husband back to Jingzhou to reunite with my family. As for the future, let's talk about it in the future.

Liu Feng is a step down to Jiang Wan, so that you can get self-comfort in your heart without bearing the name of betraying Liu Bei.

As for your return to Jingzhou, it will be on my Liu Feng's territory. Sooner or later, it will not be used for me.

Liu Feng's abacus is very good, and Jiang Wan also understands people. Naturally, he knows the intention.

It's just that up to now, he misses his mother and has no choice.

Liu Feng has given him enough face. If he doesn't let go, he will really be separated from his mother's wife and children.

After weighing for a long time, Jiang Wan shook his head and smiled bitterly and sighed.

(to be continued)