Dong Zhuo had a chance to reverse the situation. If he could lead three thousand Xiliang cavalry to counterattack when the Yellow Turbans left the city to pursue them, he might be able to lead the defeated army into the city.
After all, although the officers and soldiers were defeated, it was not because they were incompetent in combat, but because there were fewer people and more people, and it was a siege battle, they were unwilling to suffer such unnecessary casualties.
However, Dong Zhuo was furious and ordered the Xiliang cavalry to charge his formation, causing the Xiliang cavalry to be trapped in the quagmire of their own people.
As a result, it was too late for him to organize an offensive. The fleeing soldiers around him could not allow the Xiliang cavalry to form a charging formation. In addition, the Yellow Turban pursuers were already approaching, and it was already difficult to use the mobility of the cavalry.
So when Dong Zhuo discovered that the Yellow Turbans had rushed out of the city, and shouted at the soldiers not to escape, but to stay in place to fight back, he could not even control his Xiliang cavalry.
"Come back here, line up, and kill the enemy!"
Dong Zhuo was still roaring.
The battlefield was in chaos. The officers and soldiers abandoned their helmets and armor and fled in all directions.
The army was defeated like a mountain, and individual strength had almost no effect on the defeated army.
Seeing this scene, Dong Zhuo's general Xu Rong persuaded him hard: "General, let's go. The soldiers have no fighting spirit. It is better to gather the remaining soldiers and fight again tomorrow."
Dong Zhuo was trembling all over. He was not excited, but scared. He was afraid that there would be no chance of fighting again in the future.
However, after the forced attack on the city, the casualties were too high. Several prestigious middle-level officers were lost, and a large number of lower-level soldiers also suffered heavy casualties.
The more than 30,000 people left by Lu Zhi, plus the more than 10,000 people he brought with him, totaled more than 40,000 troops. The siege in the past few days had already cost nearly 10,000 people. Now they have achieved nothing, and they are even about to attack.
If he loses the battle, the court will not let him go.
"Walk!"
But at this time, the Yellow Turban pursuers were getting closer and closer, and there were fewer and fewer soldiers around. Dong Zhuo could only grit his teeth and endure it no matter how much he hated him.
Liu Bei in the distance was being carried by his guards in a hurry. Although no bones were injured, blood continued to overflow from the wound. His face turned pale and he felt that his right shoulder could not use any strength.
"Brother, how do you feel?" Guan Yu looked back from time to time to see the pursuers in the rear. They had horses, but they were useless for siege warfare, so they were all kept in the camp.
"Where are the enemy's pursuers?"
Liu Bei endured the pain and asked.
"A stone's throw away."
"Go back to the camp first and prepare for counterattack."
"But your injuries."
"You can't run away, second brother. You must lead the soldiers to form a stronghold for defense. If there is a big defeat, the court will blame you."
"clear."
Guan Yu nodded solemnly. The four brothers' official positions were hard-won. They relied on their sacrifice and sacrifice on the battlefield to achieve what they are today. If this battle is defeated and even the camp cannot be defended, even though Dong Zhuo holds the main responsibility,
But they, the military generals, must also be punished.
The crowds of people in the wilderness were running like herds of sheep on the grassland, the dust was flying, and the sharp north wind was whistling past, rolling up sand all over the sky.
The officers and soldiers attacked the city for more than an hour, causing heavy casualties and exhausting their physical strength. Although they were only two or three miles away from the camp, they felt as if they were far away. Fortunately, there were too many Yellow Turban soldiers and the city gate was narrow.
This method can pass through more than 100,000 troops at once, so Zhang Bao's pursuit speed is not too fast.
When the officers and soldiers ran back to the camp, the large Yellow Turban army was still an arrow away from the camp, barely enough for Dong Zhuo to gather his soldiers, close the gate of the camp, and wait for the Yellow Turban Army's attack.
Zhang Bao was riding on his horse. He knew that this was a good time to attack. While the army was exhausted and the morale of his troops was high, he could annihilate all Dong Zhuo. So he raised his long spear high and shouted without any hesitation.
:"kill!"
"kill!"
Tens of thousands of yellow turban athletes behind him responded with a roar. The sound was like thunder. Looking down from a high altitude, the ocean of more than 100,000 yellow turbans was like the pouring Yellow River. The rolling iron stream instantly passed Zhang Bao and continued to charge forward, surging like
To devour everything in front of it.
Dong Zhuo climbed to the observation tower of the camp in three steps and shouted: "Where are the archers? Where are the archers?"
Lieutenant General Zong Yuan stayed behind in the camp. He never expected that the official army's aggressive attack on the city would be defeated. He was not prepared at all. He hurried over and said: "General Dong, the soldiers are scattered now, and the archers have not gathered yet."
"Then call all the people up and guard the camp for me!" Dong Zhuo roared at the clan members with his cannibalistic eyes, spitting spittle almost onto the clan members' faces.
The clan member was also a veteran. He had won many battles against Lu Zhi and was highly respected in the army. However, when Dong Zhuo was replaced, he not only had no respect for him, but even lost the battle, which made the clan member extremely angry and almost had a seizure.
But now is not the time to lose your temper. If the soldiers are not rectified, no one here will survive. The clan member gave Dong Zhuo a cold look, turned around and went down to the observation tower in silence to gather soldiers for defense.
Fortunately, there were still thousands of soldiers left in the camp. These soldiers were well rested and had no physical problems. They were quickly gathered by the clan members and captains and hurried to the steps behind the camp to resist the Yellow Turban attack.
.
As soon as they came up, a huge crowd of yellow turban soldiers came like a tide. The camp was no bigger than a city tower, and the wooden fence was only one foot and two high, about three meters high. If you stood below and poked your weapon up, you could touch the top of the fence.
.And in terms of the thickness and strength of the fence, it is more than ten times worse than the city wall.
When the first charge of the Yellow Turban soldiers hit the camp gate and the fences on both sides, it was like a flood hitting the cliff walls on both sides of the Three Gorges. With a roar, the entire camp gate was shaking, like a storm.
A small boat inside can capsize at any time.
The platform inside the camp is connected to the fence, and the fence is shaking. The officers and soldiers on it are even a little unsteady, and they can't even hold their weapons. However, the strong desire to survive still prompts the officers and soldiers to fight back. Everyone understands that the camp is in danger.
Fallen, no one survived!
Liu Bei endured the pain and approached the camp gate. He was helped by Dian Wei to the observation deck and said to Dong Zhuo: "General, we are newly defeated at this time and the morale of the soldiers is not high. Please send the Xiliang cavalry out from the rear camp to sneak attack on the enemy."
flank to boost the morale of the army."
Xu Rong's eyes lit up and he said: "General, what Liu Xuande said makes sense. I am willing to lead the troops out of the camp."
Liu Bei added: "There are still thousands of cavalry in the army, and there are nearly 8,000 Xiliang cavalry in total. If there is a fierce battle in the field, there is room for the cavalry to turn defeat into victory. If this battle can be fought well, the general will not only be able to sweep away the decline of our army, but also
We can take advantage of the situation to counterattack and completely defeat Quyang. In this way, we will not be defeated, but fake defeat and counterattack."
Dong Zhuo was in a state of rage at this time, anxious and angry. After hearing the words of Liu Bei and Xu Rong, he gradually regained his composure. After thinking carefully, Liu Bei's words were indeed reasonable, and he nodded repeatedly: "Okay, Xu Rong, I will send you
Lead the whole battalion of cavalry out of the city and divide it into two wings to outflank it!"
This is the classic pincer offensive of the cavalry formation. Thousands of years later, when the German Third Reich was best at using this move, thousands of years ago, the Huns on the grassland and the cavalry of the Han Empire had already used it countless times.
Second-rate.
The gate of the rear camp was opened. It turned out that the five thousand cavalry left by Lu Zhi and Dong Zhuo's three thousand Xiliang iron cavalry were combined. The eight thousand cavalry dispersed left and right in a mighty manner.
On the left is Xu Rong leading three thousand Xiliang cavalry, and on the right is Wu Fu leading five thousand cavalry. The iron hooves are galloping, and the earth is shaking. It seems that there is only the roar of thousands of strong horses tapping the earth at the same time between heaven and earth.
, the whole world is trembling and trembling.
In fierce battles in the wild, cavalry is king!
Although the official army was defeated, the cavalry was still there.
Guan Yu sat on the horse and felt a fire burning in his chest, burning his eyes.
During the siege battle, I couldn't carry my Qinglong Yanyue Sword, nor could I carry my horses. It was like my hands and feet were tied up. I felt uncomfortable and full of frustration.
But the moment he returned to the horse, he felt that he could use all his strength again.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, clamped his legs tightly on the horse's belly, grasped the long knife, and rushed forward.
It's a pity that the third brother is injured and is not here!
Boom!
At this time, on the front battlefield, the camp gate was finally overwhelmed and was pushed to the ground by the Yellow Turban.
"kill!"
The yellow waves rolled and roared towards the camp.
The officers and soldiers at the door retreated, and Dian Wei's iron tower-like body came out of the crowd, holding a short halberd and roaring in a long voice: "I, Dian Wei, are here, who dares to come up and die!"
Thousands of Liu Bei's elite men gathered behind him and roared: "Ouch!"
The murderous atmosphere surged.
The offensive of the Yellow Turban soldiers met with almost no resistance, and they attacked them without hesitation.
Dian Wei had dozens of hatchets at his feet. When the Yellow Turban soldiers approached, his knotted muscles tensed up, and he picked up each handful and swung them around. The hatchets streaked across the night sky like meteors, and the tail fins flashed with an icy cold light, and he hit them hard.
On a Yellow Turban soldier, he was knocked to the ground and vomited blood.
This man was lucky. He was just hit by the handle of the axe, and at least he would not die. But the other man was not so lucky. The ax whirled on him, and the ax blade flew across the neck of the man next to him, causing blood to flow suddenly.
The flow is like a pour, cut his throat!
The first flying ax was thrown out, and the second one followed. The axes fell like raindrops, killing dozens of Yellow Turbans in an instant. But there were too many enemies, and the camp gate fell in the blink of an eye, and countless Yellow Turban soldiers
Rushing toward Dian Wei like a raging tide.
Dian Wei picked up a pair of short halberds and roared towards them. The yellow turban soldiers at the front were slashing at them with several large swords. Dian Wei shrank and dodged several of the swords. The two halberds held the blades facing him and used all his strength.
Use your strength and push back.
The Yellow Turban soldiers in front were pushed back continuously, and a row fell behind them. However, the long spears on both sides were stabbed again. Hu Zhi, who had become a veteran, and his second son Hu Yong quickly thrust their spears and helped Dian Wei hold it.
.
Dian Wei glanced at them gratefully, turned around and swooped down, like an old man charging into the battle, and he knocked several Yellow Turban soldiers away.
One man is in charge, no one can open it!
Dian Wei and more than 3,000 soldiers from Liu Bei's tribe held on to the central gate of the camp, helping the defeated soldiers in the rear of the official army to restore their formations as quickly as possible and complete the reorganization.
At this time, many fences in the camp were destroyed and pushed down, and there were countless gaps in the dam. The flood could no longer be blocked, and the yellow ocean was about to submerge the entire military camp.
Xiliang cavalry and Yue cavalry also arrived at the left and right sides of the camp at this time.
Xu Rong and Wu Fu waved their weapons almost simultaneously and shouted: "Charge!"
Rumble!
The Yellow Turban soldiers on the left and right looked into the distance in shock.
Thousands of cavalry lined up in a row, their violent iron hooves rolled the dust and filled the sky with smoke, and roared towards them.
Once the cavalry has an open terrain, it will sweep through everything like a bulldozer!