Lord Yuan

Chapter 195 Cao Gui's Debate
The cavalry battalion, who was accustomed to charging into battle, was shocked for no reason when faced with this group of yellow scarves who seemed to be possessed by gods. The battle cavalry that had always been invincible in the past seemed to have begun to be less effective when facing a sea of ​​people.

Many of the cavalry looked at each other. They finally escaped from the encirclement, but the price they paid was that more than 1000 of their companions were buried here. The combat effectiveness of these yellow scarves had to be re-examined.

Fortunately, these Yellow Turbans were also shocked by the heroic and capable cavalry battalion. The battle damage was almost reaching [-]:[-], which was actually enough to be proud of in any war.

The Yellow Turban Army felt terrified and uneasy. If Huang Long hadn't used the name of General Zhang Jiao behind the scenes, these Yellow Turban Army would never have been able to unleash such terrifying power.

Xu Rong was very dissatisfied with the loss ratio in this battle.

You know, the iron cavalry under their command are all armed to the teeth, and their bodies are covered with armor. Even the heads of the war horses are protected, just for fear that someone will stab them directly with an iron tool, causing the war horses to lose their balance.

It can be said that with the financial support of Yuan Shao, the individual cost of these cavalry has already far exceeded the cost of supporting ten infantry. Xu Rong sighed. The combat power of the Yellow Turbans completely exceeded his imagination. No wonder they can Kill the governor of Youzhou.

Yan Liang finished repairing, and taking advantage of this gap, he had already begun to plan for the next round of charge. Then he looked at the other cavalry who were fighting bloody battles. The look on his face was also like this at this time. Xu Rong quickly raised his hand to stop him and said: "Can't If we keep charging like this, the general's boss will get involved."

Yan Liang didn't wait for Xu Rong to finish speaking, his face darkened. Looking at the yellow dragon's arrogant and mighty posture opposite him, he now had the urge to kill him directly with a knife, even though there were already thousands of yellow scarf guards gathered in front of him.

"Then how are we going to fight? We came here with great momentum. We can't go back in despair and tell Yuan Jun that we have failed. We can't even defeat these Yellow Turbans. How can we go south to clear out other Yellow Turban thieves?"

Yan Liang's expression was very dissatisfied. When he thought of these achievements, if Yuan Jun went back, although he would definitely not blame him, he would definitely send the elites from the Crossbow Cavalry Battalion. In this way, he would invisibly be in front of Wen Chou again. He lowered his head, and the feeling made him feel uncomfortable.

Xu Rong was unmoved and said softly: "My cavalry battalion came from afar, the horses were worn out, and the yellow turbans were repaired and ready to work. This previous battle resulted in the death of more than 1000 brothers, and it was all my fault. "

Yan Liang shook his head and said: "It's not your fault alone. Yan also had many faults. He failed to capture the head and ended up in such a hard battle. If we talk about culpability, Yan should be above you!"

Xu Rong stopped arguing about what was right and wrong. He just glanced at the horse under his crotch, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

Immediately summoning the chiefs and other officers in the cavalry camp, Xu Rong was ready to defeat the enemy after explaining.

Yan Liang looked nervous and asked: "Is this method really feasible? This will challenge the endurance of our army's horses. If the cavalry lacks the blessing of the horse, it will really be difficult to escape."

Xu Rong pondered for a moment before looking at each other and smiling. He had absolute trust in Yan Liang's bravery, but his brain power still needed to be developed.

"In the past, during the reign of the Emperor of Zhou, the princes were in chaos. Qi, a large country on the coast to the east, was attacking Lu. The Qi army was powerful, and the morale of both soldiers and horses was high, and they were invincible. Therefore, Duke Zhuang of Lu asked Cao GUI what good strategy he had. "

Yan Liang wondered: "What does this have to do with today's battle?"

Xu Rong said unhurriedly: "The Art of War goes like this: one surge of strength, then another, and three times it is exhausted. Wherever the Qi army's troops are heading, they will fall in the wind. However, Cao GUI saw the flaw in it at a glance, so he The Lu army was ordered not to fight, and no matter how many curses the Qi army cursed, they never left the city to fight."

"In this way, the morale of the Qi army will be stronger, and the Lu army will be trapped in a cocoon because it cannot fight."

"No, no, Cao GUI allowed the Qi army to scold him from sunrise to sunset and never went out to fight. When the Qi army got tired, he set up a stove in front of the Lu army in an attempt to induce the Lu army to go to war. Cao GUI still refused. Reason, this happened over and over again, and at dawn, the shouting soldiers of the Qi army did not have much energy to continue cursing, and could only breathe heavily and say a few despicable words from time to time." Xu Rong talked eloquently, looking ahead. The powerful Yellow Turban was just like the Qi army in his heart.

"When the morale of the Qi army was gone and they could only take a nap and even the armor fell off, Cao GUI ordered the Lu army to go out of the city to meet the enemy. The Lu army, which had been holding back for a long time, was already filled with anger and was naturally full of anger. With passion and morale, the Lu army won a complete victory in this battle. Did Gong Ji see why?"

Yan Liang pretended to be profound, cleared his throat and said with an angry smile: "I think the morale of the Lu army was better than that of the Qi army, so they won."

Xu Rong pointed to the opposite side again. There were still hundreds of steps away from the Yellow Turban thieves. There were still 10,000+ Yellow Turban troops who were still like a huge mountain that made people breathless.

Yan Liang was thoughtful, but only later did he understand what kind of medicine Xu Rong was selling in the gourd. He immediately slapped the horse and shouted: "Yellow scarf thief, do you dare to fight with me!"

Yan Liang has a strong body, and he is often in the military camp. His muscles are showing off his infinite strength. He is sitting on the horse and looking forward with a stern look.

Huang Long, who was taking advantage of this opportunity and was panting, became furious when he heard this. He didn't know how to live or die, and dared to bark in front of him. If he hadn't relied on the weapon in his hand to take advantage of it, the war horse would have been a level higher than his own, and his force value would have been so much higher. A little bit.

Otherwise, he would definitely make this big man understand how terrifying the Yellow Turban Army's unparalleled general was.

This voice also made the Yellow Turban Army excited. Immediately, people on horseback came to Huang Long, clamoring to fight Yan Liang, who looked very brave. Huang Long glanced at this The subordinates secretly marveled at their courage.

Then he was sent out to fight.

When Yan Liang saw someone on the other side coming out, he immediately felt happy.

The two charged towards each other.

The Yellow Turban general couldn't understand that with less than 2 cavalry, he dared to block my [-]-strong army. How could he be using his arms as a chariot and seeking his own death? In this case, if he didn't quickly find a place to escape, he would still dare to take the initiative. Come forward to fight.

He must be cut off his horse and presented in front of Commander Qu, so that the Han army will be frightened and the morale of our Yellow Turbans will be even higher!
Yan Liang didn't think much, he just swung his knife and slashed, an ordinary blow.

The Yellow Turban general instinctively wanted to dodge sideways, and at the same time waved his Ma Shuo in preparation to fight back.

Not to mention, this Ma Shuo is really not something that ordinary people can pick up. Even though he has been helping in the fields since he was a child, he has already developed good strength. When he first got this Ma Shuo, he couldn't help but feel heavy, so After several days of practice, Ma Shuo was able to dance decently. Even the Han troops guarding Youzhou had more than ten people die under their own Ma Shuo.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest, which made him instinctively look down. The incoming long knife had already scratched his chest without knowing when, and his ordinary clothes did not show any trace of obstruction. He was easily cut through his chest by the long knife and left with blood.

He instantly felt that his whole body's strength was draining away. The energy he had just burst out of the battle now became dim, and even his breathing was sometimes rapid and sometimes weak.

"Plop!" There was a sound, but in one round, before he could see the face of the general, he was beheaded off his horse. Ma Shuo in his hand was also taken away by him, and his whole body exuded a deathly aura.

The Yellow Turbans were furious, and fear began to wander freely in the minds of each Yellow Turbans. They wailed with trembling voices, unable to believe the sight before them.

Even Huang Long, who was fully prepared, never expected that one of his beloved generals would fall to the ground again just because he lowered his head.

Looking at the general's still twitching body, Huang Long swallowed a few mouthfuls unconsciously, trying to suppress the throbbing in his heart. His breathing was rapid and trembling, and fear occupied his entire mind at this moment, as if he was being beaten. People pinched their necks and couldn't breathe.He no longer hesitated. Faced with a situation where almost no one could last three rounds in the hands of the strong man, he decided to charge with his entire army and crush them with numbers. Just like before, he surrounded and destroyed them.

He was extremely skilled in using this method, and he destroyed countless Han soldiers in this way.

However, he forgot that the soldiers in front of him were all on horseback at this moment, and their mobility was far superior to that of the Yellow Turban Army who relied on one pair of legs to catch up.

So, under intentional arrangements.

The Yellow Turbans chased, Yan Liang and other cavalry battalions ran. Even in order to prevent these Yellow Turbans from falling behind, the cavalry battalions needed to slow down from time to time so that their backs could be seen as much as possible.

This lasted for two full hours.

At this time, the entire Yellow Turban Legion chose to rest in the open space aside. There was nothing they could do against the cavalry battalion that was so close and could catch up with them with just a single acceleration.

Feeling hungry, Huang Long simply asked his men to start cooking.

Suddenly puffs of smoke filled the air.

Seeing this opportunity, Yan Liang planned to lead the charge to cover up the kill, but Xu Rong smiled at each other.

Just in case the other party is ready, they are just waiting for us to jump in. It is impossible to forget the lessons learned so quickly.

Without an absolute morale advantage, Xu Rong would never risk his life again.

Xu Rong sent a group of relatively fast light cavalry forward to harass, and at the same time sent several sudden cavalry to quickly go around to the rear to alert the previously hidden cavalry.

Get ready.

As expected, even when these yellow scarves were lighting a fire for cooking, the tribesmen guarding the perimeter were extremely vigilant, and they immediately took out their weapons and stabbed forward.

However, Qingqi drifted in place and turned its horse's head, leaving only the backs of the yellow turban horses.

Repeatedly and repeatedly, the minds of these Yellow Turbans have long been numbed by the involvement. Even with Qingqi, who is already close at hand, even the pockmarks on the faces of the Yellow Turbans can be seen clearly, but they don't expect that the Yellow Turbans are just vicious and vicious. After glaring at him, he was immersed in the joy of cooking again.

After Xu Rong learned the news, he immediately ordered that the entire army be divided into two teams, and they would alternately cover each other. When they arrived at the place where the Yellow Turbans gathered, the ambush suddenly came out and attacked from front to back so that the head and tail could not see each other. At that time, they would definitely be defeated!
The instructions were passed on bit by bit, and the soldiers of the cavalry battalion were already simmering with anger. It was clear that their conditions in all aspects were much better than those of the so-called Yellow Turban Army, but at this time they could only stand in despair in the distance. Watching them lighting a fire to eat, the energy in my heart instantly turned into endless motivation.

If you dare to look down on us like this, you must let them taste the taste of failure.

Yan Liang wanted to follow the same example and rush to the front, but Xu Rong caught him unexpectedly.

"Gong Ji has killed enemy generals in succession before, making those yellow scarves want to be peeled off and cramped. If you appear in the first place this time, all the efforts you have made before will be in vain."

Xu Rong's words instantly made Yan Liang stand on the spot. He wanted to refute, but the facts were before his eyes. He could only put all the blame on those yellow scarf generals, who couldn't even block him for one or two rounds. Come on, why don't you come out and act as a general? How shameful is that?

Yan Liang angrily hid in the middle of the team. As the cavalry charged, the entire cavalry battalion instantly turned into black shadows.

Seeing the same move again, although the Yellow Turban tribesmen were a little confused, the battle this time was not small. However, when the leading cavalry drifted in place again, some people were so angry that they suddenly yelled, "If you want to fight, let's fight." Fighting like this is the behavior of a villain!"

Huang Long just raised his head slightly, took a look, and sat down again as if there was no one around. He had spent a lot of energy chasing these villains just now. At this time, he just wanted to take a rest and wait until dawn before heading to Liaodong.

Unexpectedly, the leading cavalrymen drifted behind, but the cavalry formations that followed did not stop. They rushed through the yellow turban defense formation at the front like rampaging tanks.

There was not much resistance at all, and many Yellow Turban soldiers were knocked out of the sky at this moment and died on the spot.

Such a close distance meant that the Yellow Turban Army had no time to make any effective countermeasures. Blood stains splashed everywhere, all of which were their own companions.

The cavalry battalions did not care.

Huang Long looked at the Yellow Turban tribesmen who were already walking around in panic. The fighting spirit that had just risen in his heart disappeared at this moment. He could not see how many people rushed in. He could only hear the miserable screams in his ears. The sound is endless.

The neighing of war horses, the vibrations from the ground being trampled by hooves, and the crisp sound of weapons clashing all rushed into his ears.

These cavalrymen slashed wantonly. Everywhere they looked, there were people wearing yellow scarves. With one charge, a large area fell to the ground. The painful wails continued. Many yellow scarf soldiers were still immersed in In the panic, he saw spears and broadswords overhead from time to time, taking away a companion.

The generals in the Yellow Turbans came to their senses at this time. Seeing that the opponent's number was not very large, and compared with the Yellow Turbans, they were still stretched thin, and they even began to organize an effective resistance.

The Yellow Turban tribesmen who were in chaos were covered up by this round of alternating charges. The corpses of the Yellow Turbans were everywhere. As for the cavalry, the old and slow hoe in his hand was unable to break through the enemy's defense. He could only watch helplessly. Watching the opponent rush back and forth.

"Thieves, please leave!" The Yellow Turban general roared angrily.

Huang Long also immediately mounted his horse and commanded these yellow scarves.

The battle between the two parties continued, and the red blood left an extremely strong and pungent smell in the air.

"kill!"

Another group of cavalry suddenly appeared from the rear, turning into ghosts and charging into the Yellow Turban front line wantonly.

(End of this chapter)