It was not that Xiahou Dun was not prepared to retreat. When he still controlled Jinyang, he secretly sent some soldiers and transported supplies to the Taihang Mountain Trail in case of emergency.
But what he never expected was that when he really needed these supplies, all the supplies that had finally been transported to Shanxing were missing!
Only some ruins of camps that were either empty or destroyed were left behind.
Xiahou Dun was going crazy.
He knew that he was marching hundreds of miles and going deep alone, so once he became a tired army, he would not be able to fight for a long time. Therefore, he made a plan before the battle of Jinyang. He only needed to hold on for three months to half a year, and then he would
Looking for opportunities to break out, relying on the camps on the mountain road, he was confident that the Hussar would not find any good opportunities, thereby involving a large number of Fei Qian's troops and horses, creating better offensive opportunities for Cao Cao.
But Xiahou Dun really didn't expect that not only did he suffer a devastating blow in Jinyang, but he also encountered such a weird thing on the Taihang Mountain Trail!
"General, I have seen it all..." the guard said in a low voice beside Xiahou Dun, "There are no traces of fighting, not at all... This is not normal, very abnormal..."
Even if they are really attacked by hussars, there will be some struggle and resistance, so there will be traces left in the camp. Even if scavengers such as wild dogs, vultures and other animals come later, they will not be wiped out.
There are no traces at all.
Xiahou Dun was so worried that his head hurt. Even if he left a little food and grass, they could support them for a longer time...
Why is there no more?
However, there was not much time for Xiahou Dun to think about why there was such a change. He had to solve the problem of food, otherwise his own life would be in danger, not to mention the more than a hundred personal guards left.
"Have the people sent to She County not replied yet?"
Xiahou Dun asked.
The guard shook his head.
Xiahou Dun's face turned a little darker.
"General...we are now..." The guard did not finish the sentence, but everyone knew what it meant.
The horse meat has been eaten.
Along with Xiahou Dun's own war horse.
Everyone is a foot soldier.
But the road is still long, and Shexian County is still far away.
"...Go to the back," Xiahou Dun said with a gloomy face and a low voice, "Find some more horse meat...take the injured..."
The guard was a little confused at first, but soon understood and his eyes widened.
Now these people are part of Xiahou Dun!
Precisely because it was a tribe, when Cao's soldiers mutinied before, these talents sided with Xiahou Dun.
But now...
What does Buqu mean to generals?
means everything.
Just like the feudal dynasties of later generations often said that the common people were the cornerstone of the dynasty, the current tribes of the Eastern Han Dynasty were also the cornerstone of the generals. They not only provided military support, but also symbolized their power and status.
The number of tribes determines the power of the generals over the Eastern Han Dynasty. Sometimes they can even influence the political situation, especially when centralization is weak. Because these tribes often interact with the land owned by the generals.
Relatedly, generals also indirectly controlled land and labor through control of tribes, maintaining internal stability in their own territories and using them to suppress rebellions and maintain order.
Therefore, during the Eastern Han Dynasty, when recruiting troops, generals always liked to pat their chests, saying that they only wanted to give birth to...
Ahem, cough, as long as you behave well, the general will take care of you in old age.
Now Xiahou Dun said that he had never lied, nor had he gained weight by breaking his promise, because from the beginning, Xiahou Dun never said who raised whom.
As for the tribesmen who mistakenly thought that they were the subjects of elderly care, can they blame Xiahou Dun?
No contract signed.
Even if you take a step back, so what if you sign the contract?
It doesn’t matter what is written in black and white on the paper. If you don’t recognize it, then you won’t recognize it. What can I do?
Just like the constitution of a capitalist country also stipulates in black and white that private property is inviolable, but whose private property is it protected? And who will enforce it?
The soldiers looked at Xiahou Dun and almost burst into flames, as if he wanted to eat someone. Without saying anything, he responded in a low voice and greeted some people, either carrying or carrying the injured soldiers.
Went to the rear.
After some time, these soldiers came back with some fresh meat.
It is said to be horse meat.
It is horse meat that has been professionally inspected by the soldiers.
Together with some wild vegetables picked from the surrounding area, I cooked a big pot of it.
There was a pot but no bowl, so he put it in a helmet and brought it to Xiahou Dun.
Xiahou Dun was silent for a while, then raised his helmet and snorted it.
After Xiahou Dun finished eating, everyone also ate in silence.
have eaten.
Anyway, it’s not the first time I’ve eaten horse meat.
But this time the horse meat is indeed a little different.
Each taste is in the heart.
…
…
The sudden change broke the silence of Xiahou Dun and his party.
After eating horse meat, although I had the energy to move forward, it seemed as if I had lost something. No matter Xiahou Dun or other soldiers, they stopped talking. Even the slight complaints before, now
All gone.
If there is no change, silence may continue to be silent until it lasts forever.
But now, the silence is broken.
Broken by a sudden external force!
People were shouting and wailing everywhere!
In the mountain road, the noise was as loud as a pot exploding.
However, Xiahou Dun, who was in the middle of it, still seemed to have difficulty understanding why the situation had turned into what it was now.
They were attacked.
Yan Rou attacked with a small number of troops.
There were basically no major difficulties in Yan Rou's capture of Shexian County.
Because everything that needs to be done has been done by Cui Jun.
In order to escape Jinyang, Cui Jun didn't bring much luggage along the way, so all the supplies he made were under the guise of Xiahou's flag...
The strict hierarchical system in Shandong's military system makes it difficult and unlikely for subordinates to question their superiors. Even if they think there is something wrong with the order, they still carry it out most of the time.
After all, the land of Shandong is constantly demanding, executing, executing, executing.
Those who are unable to perform the duties will be dismissed from office on the spot.
This one-size-fits-all phenomenon has profoundly affected every corner of Shandong.
In fact, the officials in the upper-level imperial court knew exactly what caused the policy or what instructions were difficult to implement. But as long as an order or a sentence can be implemented, why bother to put more effort into it? More
What about more energy and more sweat?
Is it useful to cut off the upper part with one knife and then ask the lower part not to follow?
Therefore, when Cui Jun held up the order flag and put forward various orders that obviously had some problems, they were still executed. If he did not execute them, he would be guilty on the spot. If he executed them, even if he knew it was wrong, he only needed to say "Simple" afterwards.
"Rough", "Simi Marseille" and "pay attention next time" are the end of it.
Of course everyone knows how to choose.
So when Xiahou Dun fled, there were only empty supply camps along the way.
Then the soldiers sent by Xiahou Dun to Shexian County to report the news naturally became Yan Rou's "bright light", well, maybe they were also Xiahou Dun's "dark light"...
When Yan Rou led his men and horses straight towards Xiahou Dun, Xiahou Dun's troops in front of him who were supposed to intercept them with all their might, scattered in all directions for some reason and didn't have much fighting spirit!
You must know that these are the troops recruited and trained by Xiahou Dun himself!
Among the many soldiers of Cao's army, those who can become generals of Xiahou Dun's level are at least capable, but now...
At this moment, Xiahou Dun had no time to think too much. The enemy was in front of him, so he could only fight hard!
Shouting, screaming, and spreading loess smoke.
Splashing blood, swaying figures.
Xiahou Dun's personal guards were blocking the front, and were pierced in the head and neck by arrows flying out of the smoke. The blood splattered everywhere, staining Xiahou Dun's head, face and body.
Blood is hot, but it gets cold easily.
"Ahhhhhhh..."
"Capturing the thief chief! That's the first success!"
"Catch him! Don't let him get away!"
This voice came from several different people, but the target was the same.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Rou and her men rushed into Xiahou Dun's last line of defense amid the smoke and dust.
Almost from the first moment, it was the most direct and brutal collision.
Such fighting on the battlefield cannot be called the beauty of martial arts. There are only two words: life and death.
Those who lie down die, and those who stand live.
Yan Rou swept away a few messy swords and spears, and then suddenly hit the shield array of Xiahou Dun's guards in front of him with a shot.
"boom!"
The fight between spear and shield!
Sawdust is flying!
The sawdust contains the handle of the spear in Yan Rou's hand, and the shield in the hand of Xiahou Dun's personal guard...
The horse spear originally used by Yan Rou had been damaged in the early battles, and later he used the standard long gun of the Hussars. Although this kind of long gun also passed the strict production standards of the craftsmen, it was still mass-produced.
, under such a huge impact, the tough gun handle was unable to resist and burst open.
The shield in the opponent's hand was also unable to hold up, and a corner of the broken shield flew up, almost hitting Xiahou Dun's helmet.
Martial arts practitioners generally have better physical fitness than ordinary people, so the burst of force is also amazing. If not, the standard spear would not be able to break under such a violent impact, but this kind of strength is not the norm.
, relying purely on spears to smash shields is not reliable.
"Let me do it!" A strong man behind Yan Rou rushed forward, swung the war hammer in his hand and hit it hard!
"Click!"
Strike weapons are obviously more destructive to shields than spears.
Under the sudden impact, a shield was immediately smashed into pieces by the strong man.
The warhammer is made of cast iron and is extremely heavy. Although it has no sharp edge, if it is hit by a swing, it will cause pieces of flesh and bones.
Seeing that one shield was smashed, the strong man exhaled and tried to smash the second shield.
Xiahou Dun's personal guards didn't dare to respond. They quickly retracted their shields, only to hear a buzzing roar, and the war hammer smashed into the air with the sound of wind.
, rushed forward, and used all his strength to slash the opponent's neck with the sword in his hand.
Yan Rou changed her position with a spear, flicked the spear and picked up the sword to slash at the strong man.
The strong man was no longer in danger, so he shouted again, raised the war hammer and brought it down.
The sword of Xiahou Dun's personal guard was pushed away, but he did not dare to take the war hammer forcefully. He could only try to relieve the force at an angle. However, he could not relieve the huge force of the war hammer. He was thrown out with a thud, and his center of gravity was unstable and he fell to the ground.
land.
With several people intertwined, the fights were always between meetings.
The mountains and hills were filled with smoke and dust, and it seemed like fighting was happening everywhere.
The shield array was smashed open by the strong man, and Xiahou Dun was helplessly exposed.
Yan Rou laughed strangely, shook her spear, and shot Xiahou Dun directly.
Xiahou Dun could only block with his shield, then pressed his sword on Yan Rou's spear and slashed it with his backhand.
Yan Rou let out a hey sound and kicked Xiahou Dun's shield, causing Xiahou Dun to stumble. She also took advantage of the force and jumped back to create a certain distance.
Naturally, Xiahou Dun was unable to cut Yan Rou's finger along the handle of the spear.
Yan Rou turned around and took a look at the spear, and then she shook out the spear and pierced Xiahou Dun's head and neck.
Xiahou Dun dwarfed his body, stood up his shield, and raised it suddenly. Then he suddenly took a big step forward and slashed Yan Rou's lower third with his sword.
The back-and-forth moves between these two people were all extremely standard battlefield fighting methods between spears, swords and shields.
The single gun is to use the length of the spear to suppress the opponent, while the sword and shield is to do everything possible to get into the inner circle of the spear and take advantage of the short weapon.
If in the training field, or when both parties are full of energy and strength, the two of them can't agree to kill each other.
Although Xiahou Dun is not a top-notch general in terms of martial arts, the same goes for Yan Rou. To a certain extent, Xiahou Dun's martial arts skills are even higher than Yan Rou's. After all, Yan Rou is in the grassland desert.
It is natural for someone to grow up and become slightly stronger but lack skills.
After all, a moon stick, a sword, and a lifetime of spears. The ancient apes were already able to wield big sticks to hit people, but it is not that easy to be accomplished with spears.
Therefore, Xiahou Dun should have had certain advantages.
It's a pity that Xiahou Dun was hungry and tired at the moment, and both his energy and physical strength had dropped a lot.
After fighting for several rounds, Xiahou Dun became obviously short of breath and his arms began to tremble. Knowing that the situation was not good, he feinted with his knife and made a gesture of fighting Yan Rou. If he found an opportunity, he would
Turn around and run away!
For Yan Rou, it was obvious that the Xiahou Dun captured alive was far more valuable than the dead fish Xiahou, so he held back a little. And it was precisely because Yan Rou held back that the experienced Xiahou Dun could see that he would not
I am willing to be captured like this!
Xiahou Dun would rather die in the mountains and forests than become a hero in the hands of Yan Rou!
Run away!
Run away, run away...
The sky is dark and the trees are mourning.
The afterglow shone on the rugged mountain road, and even the wind seemed to be against Xiahou Dun, causing his chest to ache.
He once commanded thousands of armies, but now he only has a few people left by his side.
He was once brilliant, but now he is stained with blood and dirt.
Behind him were the shouts of his pursuers, and in front of him was the vast and unknown future.
Xiahou Dun's armor was stained with blood. This was once his glory on the battlefield, but now it has become his sorrow at this time.
His original golden helmet, which cost tens of thousands of money to cast and carve, caused a disaster for him. But now the ordinary helmet is leaning weakly and may fall off at any time.
His shield had been thrown away in the process of escaping, and all that remained was a sword.
But he still held it tightly in his hands, as if it was his only support and his last attachment to himself, Shandong, and Cao Cao.
The forest bushes whipped him.
Overgrown vines and tree roots were tripping him.
Xiahou Dun fell to the ground with a cry, and his only sword flew out of his hand, jumped, and disappeared into the bushes.
The shouts of the pursuers echoed in the trees, and it seemed that there were pursuers from all directions.
Only then did Xiahou Dun realize that there were only three or two people following him.
"Where are...he...the others?" Xiahou Dun asked, panting violently.
silence.
There was also breathless silence.
Why?
Xiahou Dun wanted to roar, but he didn't have much strength left.
He couldn't understand and was very angry.
These tribes, these subordinates, not only swore allegiance to him, but voluntarily joined his tribe, supported everything he did, and obeyed his orders, from birth to death, from themselves to their families, they were not supposed to do it for Xia Hou
I have devoted everything to the great cause of the Prime Minister and will never betray you?
Why did these guys escape now? Didn't they follow me closely and protect me with due diligence?
Why?!
Xiahou Dun stood up and said, "I have a way..."
"..." There seemed to be a little light in the eyes of the remaining bodyguard.
"In this way..." Xiahou Dun said as he began to take off his armor, "One of you will put on this armor... and then as long as you cut off the head, they will naturally be unable to distinguish... Then they will retreat...
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Xiahou Dun untied the silk ribbons of his battle armor, then stared at the remaining guards, "Who...are you coming?"
Xiahou Dun said it very naturally.
It seems like the sun rises in the east and sets in the west.
Because these parts, in Xiahou Dun's heart, are his spear and shield.
The spear is used to attack the enemy, and the shield is used to defend and protect oneself. But whether it is a spear or a shield, they are just weapons, items, and things...
not human.
"..." The remaining guards remained silent.
"Huh?" Xiahou Dun frowned slightly.
One of the guards took off his helmet, took it in his hand, and walked forward, "I...I'll do it..."
Xiahou Dun breathed out and showed what he thought was the most cordial smile as possible, "Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of you..."
Before Xiahou Dun finished speaking, he saw the personal guard slam the helmet in his hand onto Xiahou Dun's head!
"Boom!"
A dull voice sounded, and Xiahou Dun suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the ground with a thud!
"What are you doing?!" Several other guards screamed.
The guard who took action smiled miserably, "Let me ask you one thing! General Xiahou! Do you remember the names of those "horsemeat" people?! I ask you, can you remember their names?! If you remember,
I will die for you! Say it! Just a name! Say it!!』
"..." Xiahou Dun was silent.
In normal times, Xiahou Dun would never have been able to say someone's name, of course, only after being reminded by the clerk around him.
But now he has no secretary, oh, and no clerk’s advice...
After all, in Shandong, who would remember the name of the tool?
It doesn't matter whether the tool is alive or dead.
Especially when eating horse meat, Xiahou Dun was constantly giving himself hints that this was real horse meat, so it was even more impossible to remember the names of these horse meats...
The guard who took action laughed miserably, and then looked up to the sky and shouted: "Big man! Loyal and filial! Hahahaha! This is the loyal, filial and benevolent General Xiahou!"
The guard raised his sword.
The remaining personal guards subconsciously protected Xiahou Dun.
Even though they had seen it all with their own eyes and heard it all with their own ears, they still instinctively maintained Xiahou Dun's dignity and stood by Xiahou Dun's side.
In the midst of miserable laughter, the guard stabbed himself to death.
Blood splashed out, dyeing the land in the forest red...
Suddenly, the light and shadow in the woods shook, "Found them! Here! Here!!"
