The arrows crossed the crowd fighting below and collided like an angry tide, and then spread and fell into the crowd. When they were nailed into the soil, they rushed past it with their wild steps, and rushed towards the soldiers of Youzhou with their blades. Just twenty feet away, the White Wolf Cavalry, who had interspersed with division, noticed the battle here, roared and killed them, and then directly crashed into the crowd, tearing them apart.

"Hahaha"

"Let you know what war is!"

A northern soldier laughed wildly, pressing a Jingzhou soldier to the ground and stabbed him into his eye socket with a knife. The next second, he was thrown to the ground by the Jingzhou soldier who rushed over. The spear on his side stabbed into his body. The northern soldier still roared, and was nailed into his body by the spear. He cut off the long-handled sword and rushed towards the nearest enemy. Guan Ping waved his sword and looked at the array, full of horror. It was hard to describe that these northern soldiers were like madmen in war. When they fought, they were just a group of wild beasts, but they were more wiser than those wild beasts.

"How to fight this battle..."

The vision was drawn into the sky, and the offensive of the north wilderness of Fancheng was extremely fierce. From the foothills to the plains, and then to the low-lying, you could see figures fighting everywhere. Compared with the Youzhou infantry who were fighting steadily on the front, the real pressure on Guan Yu was the three cavalrymen, the White Wolf, the Black Mountain, and the Bingzhou Iron Cavalry. This was the first time he felt the fierce attack from the northern wolf cavalry from the opposite side. In the skylight, a large number of cavalry turned into small teams and wandered around the two wings. First, they kept harassing with bows and arrows. After fighting on the front battlefield, they inserted a few iron cavalry as arrows directly, splitting a prescription array, and crushing them one by one in a moment.

These Northland cavalrymen who ran into the north were re-enlarged in the old way. After seven years of Western Expedition, how to avoid arrows is the most effective way and how to deal with the enemy cavalry that rushed towards them. What's more, the most stringent square formation of the Qin Dynasty was broken under their iron hooves. How can soldiers in a state in front of them be blocked?

The battlefield, weapons, and shouts that stretched for several miles shook the sky. The three cavalry led by Zhao Yun, Yan Rou and Lu Lingqi cooperated to interweave. If you see the reorganized Jingzhou soldiers on the way, you will push them directly, and the surging torrent will defeat them in large numbers.

"Guan Yu is over there!" Yan Rou slowed down and looked at the sight. He pointed at the back of the overlapping military formations. The Guan-like flag was in his eyes. Before the order was issued, the nearest Jingzhou cavalry finally arrived to support him. The general named Pan Jun stopped him. On the right side not far away, a white wolf cavalry with a thousand people killed in the direction Yan Rou pointed before, and a white-robed silver spear had already reached the front.

The female general wearing red feathers led the Bingzhou Iron Cavalry and followed closely behind.

In the chaos, a veteran with white beard and armor rushed over, hanging a knife and holding a bow toward the overlapping person's head, aiming at the conspicuous blue enemy general Guan Yunchang.

The booming battle and the impact had spread to the Jingzhou army. Cavalry sprinted into the crowd. The generals and officers commanded their respective troops to organize gun formations to meet them. They stabbed the Bingzhou Iron Cavalry wearing iron armor and scraped out white marks. Mars kept flashing in the metal sound, and then... boom boom...

The sound of war horses hitting people's bodies at high speed, blood and blood burst and splattering, shields were broken, some Jingzhou soldiers flew backwards and hitting their comrades behind, some were knocked to the ground, the iron hooves that rushed into the crowd churning wildly, rolled up shrill screams, plowed out long blood blankets, and the advance line was full of flesh and blood, and people were rushing up and down.

可

The big knife slashed over the dragon gall spear that was stabbed by the stabbing dragon gall spear, Guan Ping roared: "Get out!" In an instant, in his shaking sight, the silver spear that had just been cut off by a knife suddenly dripped across the ground, causing countless mud to splash everywhere, and a huge half-moon arc appeared in the air. Guan Ping, who just closed the knife, saw the curved spear that was almost swinging in the air. He raised the knife and blocked it, and there was a loud bang.

The whole person was almost knocked down by this wave, and almost fell off the horse. He pulled the reins and Guan Ping rushed into his own formation and distanced himself from the other party. Zhao Yun looked at the Jingzhou soldiers who were rushing up, and was not in a hurry to chase them. He immediately took the White Wolf Cavalry to avoid the ushered in gun formation and searched for other weak points.

The boiling battlefield spread in all directions, and was forced by scattered cavalry teams to press back to their own formation. Guan Yu kept ordering the reserve team to fill the gaps in the array, but 50,000 people were against 100,000, and the opponent's soldiers were all experienced in battle formations. Even if he tried hard to save the front line of the battle, he still kept hudging towards him.

"Father...Father" Guan Ping ran back to the middle formation with a big knife. His tiger's mouth was still bleeding, his iron helmet fell off, and his hair was quite embarrassed. "I can't beat it... I'm not the opponent of Lu Bu in the wilderness, and the right way to return to Xiangyang to defend."

"Don't retreat!"

Guan Yu yelled at his son in a low voice. For a moment, his hair suddenly stood up, and a cold light entered his light in a certain direction. Subconsciously tilted his head, and heard Guan Ping shouting "Father!" loosen his head, feeling the temperature in the air, and reached out to touch it. The golden dragon-headed helmet was gone, and it was spinning on the ground with a clanging sound, and a feather arrow was nailed to it and shaking.

"Retreat" Guan Yu realized that there was a rare sharpshooter in the northern army. He began to slowly retreat with the middle formation and distance from the front line to prevent the sharpshooter who was hiding among them from secretly shooting cold arrows. However, the cavalry wandering around him were already staring at the side with every move. When he saw the coach's flag moving, there was a loud shout on the battlefield: "Guan Yu retreated, Jingzhou was defeated."

Occasionally, there were voices that echoed each other. Although it was impossible to decide the victory or defeat, it caused a considerable psychological burden on the Jingzhou soldiers fighting on the front line. When someone really saw the middle formation distance from them and the sun sets westward, the battlefield on the field changed hands, and the defeated soldiers ran wildly in all directions. Guan Yu was in the middle formation. There was no big loss. After a while, the loss started. However, he felt a little uncomfortable about the failure.

"A strategy to attack the heart... This Lu Bu is a real person and has become a mature spirit."

Soon, he retreated his troops and retreated to Fancheng, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack. In the field, the cavalry still fiercely chased and defeated the Jingzhou soldiers, and the surrendered ones were directly brought back to the army.

"Why did Guan Yu retreat to Fancheng?" Lu Bu looked at the battle report and handed it to his son-in-law Lu Xun next to him, "First collect the prisoners and surrender some of them. In addition, he ordered Wei Yan to bypass Wancheng and ask him to wear Cai Mao and Zhang Yun."

After the commander left, Lu Xun put away the battle report: "Wen Hou, how heavy rain will rain in the south in early autumn, and mountain torrents will occur, and the Han River will also surge. Therefore, you should not station military camps in low-lying places to avoid being attacked by people."

"In this way, according to the words of a virtuous son-in-law, after withdrawing the troops, he would build a military camp on a high ground, and he would come to Fancheng again in the future."

After June 16th, two heavy rains were falling in a row, making it impossible for both sides to fight again. Guan Yu led a team of cavalry to patrol the surroundings. Seeing that the Jin army camps were all on the high ground, he had to extinguish the original plan in his heart and had to abandon Fancheng and return to defend the strong city of Xiangyang.

On the 20th day, the flags on Xiangyang City had been removed. The big flag of the word "Lu" made him feel dizzy. Wei Yan stood on the head of the city with a dragon bird knife and pointed at him: "Guan Yunchang, Xiangyang has been lost, and Jiangdong is hard to be cloned. Why not surrender now!" The two people standing next to him were Cai Mao and Zhang Yun. They were originally from Jingzhou, especially the Cai family was a large clan. In the battle of Fancheng, they dragged Guan Yu's main force, so they took a detour to Xiangyang and let the old subordinates in the city open the city gate.

"Guan Junhou, I didn't expect that Cai Mao would stand at the head of Xiangyang City again." Cai Mao stroked his chin and beard and looked at Guan Yu below with a smile, "Now, how do you feel in your heart? Mao really wants to hear it."

"Shameless" Guan Ping yelled under the city, and was about to siege the city. On the wall, Wei Yan waved: "None of you can leave!"

"Walk!"

Guan Yu waved the Qinglong Yanyue and rode his horse to gallop. The shouts of fighting around him exploded. A dense crowd rushed over from all directions. In the distance, the cavalry of the Northland who were following the pursuit also pushed over from Fancheng, stepping onto a dull sound, and encircled the Jingzhou infantry of the Western Expedition Army.

"I, Guan Yu, have a big head here, I'll come and get it."

In the gloomy skylight, tall figures rode on horseback and charged towards the densely rushing soldiers...

....

At the end of June, Gongsun Zhi entered Hanzhong and accepted Zhang Lu's surrender. He also took Hanzhong County without bloodshed. He waited for 150,000 troops to gather and set sail towards Shu.

When the clouds of war enveloped Shu, it was already July when letters of help from Jingzhou were sent to Chengdu.

At this time, Liu Bei was busy arranging troops to appease and win over the newly surrendered Yizhou generals and officials. Zhang Fei also brought his troops back. Yan Yan entered Chengdu as a surrendered general. When news came from the east, there was a banquet for generals from various troops in the hall. The blood on the people coming from Jingzhou had dried up, and spots were spots on the armor, which was very miserable.

"Lord... Jingzhou was abused by Lu Bu..." The only one who sent the letter was a general. There were several people, but on the way, he was chased by scouts from the north and had already died. Only he came here with injuries. Seeing Liu Bei sitting in the first place holding a cup, he cried out: "... Junhou retreated to Fancheng and sent Mo to come to Shuzhong for help. On the way... On the way, he also saw Xiangyang being attacked. A family team escaped in the chaos, but Mo was alone and could not help... Lord... Junhou has no way to retreat..."

The whole hall was silent, and countless eyes were staring at the figure in the head.

The cup trembled and shook. Liu Bei's eyes were hollow for a moment, and he recovered again. His eyes were wet and red. He gently put down Tong Jue, got up and went to the general, and helped him up: "...... Yun Changhe..."

"When I was about to leave, there was nothing wrong... but after one month, I won't know."

"It's nothing to lose Xiangyang... As long as Yun Chang has nothing to do... You can't go down and rest. Come here tomorrow and tell me in detail..."

The words continued were suddenly interrupted, and a bronze jue fell to the ground. Zhang Fei's fist was pinching and he rushed over, his eyes were red and yelling: "Brother, my second brother is almost killed, what else can I eat?" He raised his foot and knocked down the recent case, sprinkled the dishes and soup all over the floor.
Chapter completed!