Lu Bu led his men in a hurry through the woods. His heart was full of resentment and dissatisfaction. He obviously had so many soldiers and horses, how could he end up like this? Is it because the soldiers and horses are not strong enough? Is it because of the weapons?
Is the equipment not good enough? Or...God has no longer favored me, Lu Fengxian?
The road ahead became wider and wider, with fewer trees and more reeds. Suddenly, Red Rabbit's front legs went weak, almost knocking Lu Bu off the horse. Fortunately, Red Rabbit retreated in time, and then Red Rabbit retreated in time.
Only then did they avoid falling into the swamp. However, the soldiers following Lu Bu had no such luck, and several cavalrymen crashed into the swamp.
"Be careful, there is a swamp ahead!"
"Help, someone come and save me!"
"Back off, back off!"
"Hurry up and give me a lift, I'm sinking!"
In the panic, more cavalry crashed into the swamp, and Zhang Liao shouted loudly: "Retreat along the way you came, don't go to the side!"
He has always had prestige in the army. When the soldiers heard this, their panic subsided. However, those who were struggling in the swamp continued to struggle and shout.
"General, save me!"
"Rope, who has a rope?" Zhang Liao shouted with sweat on his forehead: "Throw the rope over and pull them up!"
Some Huns often carried ropes with them, which were used to lasso horses or other animals. At this time, they rode on their horses and used the unique skill of roping horses to pull each soldier out of the quagmire.
However, there were only a few Huns cavalry following them, and even fewer were equipped with ropes.
As soldiers were pulled out of the quagmire one by one, more soldiers slowly sank into the quagmire with desperate cries. The mud first spread over the calves, then reached the abdomen and chest, and then gushed out.
It entered the mouth and nostrils. When the cavalry carefully began to retreat, Zhang Liao made a preliminary calculation and found that more than a hundred people had been lost in the swamp alone.
Lu Bu was furious and said angrily: "God damn Chen Cheng, damn the Guanzhong people, I must kill all those villagers when I go back this time!"
In a village on the edge of the Wei River, Song Xian stood on top of a wind mill, looking at the battlefield in the distance. Suddenly, he shouted: "No!"
It turned out that he saw that Lu Bu had just taken his men to rest, and was surrounded by Xiliang cavalry. Lu Bu only had more than 3,000 cavalry under his command. No matter how brave and skillful he was, how could he defeat the more than 20,000 Xiliang bandits around him? Song
Xian quickly ran down from the mill, and then said to his subordinates: "My lord is now heavily surrounded by enemy troops. We must send troops to rescue him immediately!"
Some generals disagreed and said: "But the order given to us by the lord is to hold on to our position and not to fight sluggishly. Besides, there are cavalry from the Xiliang Army cruising around. Once our army leaves here, I'm afraid they will attack immediately."
Song Xian said with emotion: "If the lord is defeated, how long can we hold on? We are not only going to rescue the lord from the siege, but also to save ourselves!"
So Song Xian left two thousand peripheral troops and horses behind, and led his cavalry out of the village, joining the six thousand infantrymen who were waiting in formation on the east side of the embankment and pond, totaling more than ten thousand troops, and headed towards the place where Lu Bu was surrounded.
Kill.
There is an old saying: Ten thousand people, boundless. So many soldiers and horses were dispatched together, which immediately alarmed everyone around. Upon seeing this, Zhao Yun immediately ordered Li Kan to lead the trapped camp, three infantry battalions, and one cavalry battalion to go
Attack several enemy positions that are still holding.
He himself led the Flying Bear Hussars and other cavalry battalions to chase Song Xian. The brave cavalry wearing steel armor rushed into the empty position and bit Song Xian's tail. Song Xian's army was already inferior to teeth.
The soldiers were elite. After being pursued, the rear army collapsed after not resisting for long.
The flying bear cavalry riding a tall horse, wearing invulnerable steel armor, and many of the horses were also covered with blankets and leather armor, rushed into Song Xian's rear army like a violent wind, and just one impact would kill them.
Jian'ou was torn to pieces. Zhao Yun commanded his own cavalry and flying bear hussars to continue the assault, and penetrated Song Xian's Chinese army until they reached the flag of Song Xian's general.
He rushed so fast that he even left two cavalry battalions behind.
Weapons shattered, people raised their heads and their horses neighed. Tens of thousands of soldiers and horses only resisted for a moment before falling into chaos. Song Xian led his men to prepare to rescue Lu Bu, but his soldiers only saw their own soldiers and horses leaving the stronghold.
The position is retreating in the direction from which it came.
When the rear army was attacked, someone in the army shouted, "We are defeated, we are defeated!"
The soldiers who turned around to prepare for battle heard the roar. While the officers were roaring angrily, the shouts rang out again, "Stop working for Lu Bu, everyone, go home!"
"go home!"
"go home!"
"go home!"
Countless people shouted in unison, and the soldiers of the Chinese army who had managed to get into formation immediately fled in all directions.
"Stop!" An officer waved his sword angrily and cursed: "Can you run away now? It's better to fight with the enemy!"
He slashed to death a soldier who was dragging his weapon backwards and running away, but he was unable to stop hundreds of thousands of soldiers running wildly together. The soldiers had been fighting for more than a year. If it weren't for Lu Bu's 30,000 core soldiers and horses,
Under high pressure, the soldiers had mutinied long ago. From the front line near Hedong to Anhanyi, it was six to seven hundred miles, with only one day of rest in Chang'an. Such a rush would not be enough unless they were all cavalry.
The officer hacked several soldiers to death one after another, and while he was still cursing, he suddenly felt a shock all over his body, and a sharp pain immediately came from his lower abdomen. His eyes widened in disbelief, and he pointed at something that had retracted the spear.
Chang, tremblingly said: "How dare you kill me?"
Na Shi was different from the officer, but he was a native of Guanzhong. He raised the bloody spear again and said with a ferocious smile: "Are you the only one who can kill?"
After that, the spear thrust out again, piercing the injured officer's face. He killed the Shangguan, but didn't care. He cursed at the cowering soldiers beside him: "What are you looking at? Why don't you run away quickly?
Do you want to wait to be caught by the Xiliang people?"
Several soldiers looked at each other, then shouted and ran away.
Zhao Yun swung his gun under Song Xian's flag, and without replying, he charged forward with his gun and his horse. Song Xian heard the rapid sound of hoofbeats behind him, turned around, and saw Zhao Yun's majesty and cold eyes.
, his heart trembled, and he shouted: "Block him!"
More than a dozen soldiers around him turned their horses and launched a counterattack towards Zhao Yun. However, they turned around in a hurry and did not increase their horse speed at all. However, the white horse under Zhao Yun's crotch had already increased to its highest speed. The white rider
Ying crashed into the crowd, and with a burst of swords and swords, Zhao Yun had already killed him.
Behind him, four cavalrymen screamed and fell off their horses.
Song Xian turned around again and saw Zhao Yun chasing after him relentlessly. He couldn't help but curse loudly. The critical moment aroused the ferocious spirit in his chest. Song Xian stretched out his hand, took off the carved bow, turned around and faced the enemy.
Shoot towards Zhao Yun behind him.
The distance between the two sides was quickly closing, but because they were running in the same direction, the relative speed between the two sides was not fast. Song Xian was able to calmly point the arrow at Zhao Yun, but Zhao Yun, who was targeted by him with his bow and arrow, did not make any move to avoid it.
All he did was lift the wooden shield in his left hand and put it on his body.
Three or four arrows had been inserted into the wooden shield. After Zhao Yun lifted it up, he placed it across his chest. Seeing this, Song Xian cursed again, "You...bastard! You come forward to fight and you still have a shield?"
"
He stabilized his mind and drew the strong bow to perfection, but it failed to draw. He didn't believe it. How could the enemy general keep protecting his body with his shield? He was not only alone, but there were also many cavalry around him.
Sure enough, when the cavalry rushed up, Zhao Yun put down his shield, raised his spear and stabbed him to death casually.
Song Xian's arms were sore. It took a lot of energy to draw the bow without firing. Seeing that the enemy general finally put down his shield, he quickly let go of his right hand. The bowstring "collapsed" and the arrow shot out and sank into Zhao Yun's front.
chest,
Song Xian was overjoyed and shouted: "Now I know..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a sneer on the corner of the enemy general's mouth. Song Xian took a closer look and saw that the enemy general was unharmed. The arrow hit Zhao Yun's chest and was immediately bounced away.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Song Xian was incompetent and became furious. He threw away the strong bow in his hand and drew out his sword, preparing for the final resistance. The white horse leapt across, Zhao Yun lightly relaxed his ape arms and stabbed out with his long spear. The spear was powerful and heavy, and brought up
There was a whistling wind. Song Xian's ring-headed knife struck it, but not only failed to knock it away, but his own mouth was numb and the weapon almost came out.
In Song Xian's horrified eyes, the spear pierced his ribs. Zhao Yun used strength again and lifted Song Xian up. Song Xian, who was not yet dead, twisted and struggled on the spear, and let out a high-pitched scream that reached the clouds.
When the soldiers from far and near saw this scene, their moods immediately became astonishing.
The soldiers of Lu Bu's army were horrified and their morale dropped sharply. The cavalry of Xiliang army's morale was greatly boosted and they cheered together. Zhao Yun carried Song Xian's body for a while, and then shouted: "Enemy general, please beg me."
Pick!"
The Xiliang army that rushed over shouted: "The enemy general has been killed by General Zhao Yun!"
Seeing that the Xiliang army easily defeated the retreating troops, Lu Bu's army who was preparing to move elsewhere suddenly became quiet. They did not surrender, but stayed wherever they were, as if they could avoid the disaster.
Zhao Yun then swept the battlefield while letting the camp and other soldiers who were feinting to attack withdraw first, and continued to monitor these immobile enemies.
Farther east, Yang Qiu sent troops and horses to capture the scattered Lu Bu army, while Chen Cheng personally led the cavalry to pursue Lu Bu. Halfway through, Chen Cheng suddenly said "Hey" on the horse. He was a little confused.
I don't understand why Lu Bu's army didn't flee to Chang'an, but instead headed towards the Liupan Mountains. What's the reason?
Do you want to abandon Chang'an and go to the mountains to fight guerrillas?
Chen Cheng was amused by his own thoughts. Going up the mountain in this era is not a good choice. The output in the mountain is too little to feed many people. If you go into the mountain, others will not attack you, and most of you will starve to death. Black Mountain
Although Zhang Yan of the army was based in the Taihang Mountains, he also occupied many cities on the plains on both sides, so that he could gather more than a million people.
Even so, Zhang Yan still tried his best to expand his power in the vast Hebei Plain. Without it, it would be too difficult in the mountains.
