Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

With a loud shout, Qu Yi led the vanguard of the death squad to launch a counterattack towards the White Horse Volunteers who were in chaos on Jie Bridge.

At this moment, Qu Yi's mind unconsciously emerged the blood-boiling scene when he was summoned to the military tent by his lord last night.

"Shao was trapped in the Bohai Sea. Now he has been able to unite Qinghe State and Wei County, which is also largely due to your efforts."

"Without Qu Yi, I would not be where I am today..."

"The victory or defeat of this battle at Jie Bridge will depend on your body alone..."

Words kept popping up in his mind, causing all the blood in Qu Yi's body to rush towards Datou frantically.

Just as the more abstinent a person appears on the surface, the more repressed he is in private.

Qu Yi usually looks expressionless, cold and resolute, but in fact he is extremely eager for someone who appreciates him, recognizes him and makes use of him.

Just like Jiang Taigong and King Wen of Zhou, they discovered themselves in the Wei River.

Now, for Qu Yi, Yuan Shao, who treats him so courteously, is the wise leader for whom he longs to die.

"White horse? I will offer the head of the white horse to my Lord!"

Qu Yi, who led the charge, led the vanguard of the death-defying soldiers and quickly approached the Baima Yicong.

Without Yan Gang's command, coupled with conflicting orders from front and back, obstructed vision, narrow terrain and other reasons, the Baima Yicong fell into chaos.

However, the Baima Yicong, who were at the front, also showed considerable fighting power when they saw Qu Yi approaching, and subconsciously drew their bows and shot arrows at the vanguard led by Qu Yi.

The narrow boundary bridge was only a few dozen steps away, which was enough for the Baima Yicong's archery skills to ensure that nine out of ten arrows would hit the target.

However, when the group of White Horse Volunteers in the front drew their bows, another burst of rapid and powerful crossbow fire rang out.

"Bang bang bang!"

Crossbow arrows with incredible lethality flew over from both sides of Qu Yi's back and instantly pierced through the Baima Yicong in front of him.

Qu Yi led the vanguard of the death squad, stepping on the still warm bodies of the Baima Yicong, and pounced on the Baima Yicong who were further behind and had not yet reacted.

The Baima Yicong, who had lost their speed, were like standing still targets.

Faced with the vanguard soldiers who were so close at hand, it was obviously too late to draw their bows and shoot arrows, so they all thrust their spears at the enemy.

However, Qu Yi was born in Liangzhou and had been familiar with various cavalry tactics since childhood, and he knew exactly how to deal with cavalry.

He rolled on the ground and chopped the horse's legs.

After the cavalry landed, the vanguard soldiers from the rear rushed up and beheaded them with a single blow.

And the vanguard soldiers in the rear, who were unable to engage the enemy in close combat in the narrow terrain, raised their crossbows and shot at the Baima Yicong.

One side is infantry, the other side is cavalry. They only need to raise their powerful crossbows and don't need to worry about accidentally hurting their comrades.

On the contrary, the White Horse Volunteers in the rear were blocked by their comrades in the front, and were afraid to attack. Even if they saw the enemy approaching through the gap, they had no space to shoot arrows.

Although the number of the first batch of death-defying soldiers was small, they coordinated well and covered both near and far areas.

Although the White Horse Volunteers were numerous, due to the terrain, only a dozen or so people in the front could engage in battle with the vanguard of death squads.

The White Horse Volunteers, who were famous outside the Great Wall and intimidated the various Hu tribes... were being slaughtered!

Gongsun Zan realized that something was wrong and rode his horse to the side of the Jie Bridge. He saw the miserable situation of the Baima Yicong who were squeezed together on the bridge. His eyes almost turned red on the spot.

Looking at the number of White Horse Volunteers on Jie Bridge, the original number of 5,000 may have been reduced to about 2,000 in an instant.

Such a loss made Gongsun Zan's heart bleed.

The undefeated Baima Yicong who roamed the vast frontier had suffered such a setback at this small Jie Bridge.

"How dare you?!"

At this moment, Gongsun Zan, who was furious, did not care that the water of Qinghe River had not completely stopped, and immediately ordered the entire army to cross the river from the riverbed. The water of Qinghe River was still high enough to submerge the horses' hooves, and there was silt in the riverbed, so it was difficult for infantry to cross the river, and only cavalry could barely cross it.

Even so, the cavalry crossed at an extremely slow speed.

However, Gongsun Zan forced the entire army to cross, and that large black mass was enough to pose a great deterrent.

Seeing this, the vanguard soldiers who were advancing on the boundary bridge chose to retreat back to the bridgehead on the spot.

In this way, the Baima Yicong who were trapped on the Jie Bridge had a chance to retreat.

When the remnants of the White Horse Volunteer Army retreated, Gongsun Zan was furious and ordered to drag Yan Gang to be brought to justice. However, when he learned that Yan Gang had died in the battle, his expression turned into deep sadness.

At this moment, Gongsun Zan looked at the small black dot still guarding the other side of the boundary bridge, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

"I will definitely grind you to dust and scatter your ashes, only then can I relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Immediately, Gongsun Zan reorganized the retreating White Horse Volunteers and personally led the White Horse Volunteers onto the Jie Bridge.

However, Gongsun Zan learned from Yan Gang's lesson and did not order a storm to attack the Jie Bridge. Instead, he slowly approached the other side at a speed almost the same as the cavalry in the Qing River bed.

Seeing that most of the cavalry had begun to slowly wade across the river, Zhao Yun was about to give the order to enter from the riverbed.

"Zilong, wait a minute."

Guo Jia said with a frown on his face.

Zhao Yun turned his head and looked at Guo Jia with some confusion.

"Didn't General Gongsun allow Zilong to act according to the circumstances?" Guo Jia asked.

"That's true." Zhao Yun nodded.

After all, Zhao Yun was not a general under Gongsun Zan, and Gongsun Zan had never thought about actually sending Zhao Yun's troops to the battlefield.

Therefore, Gongsun Zan gave Zhao Yun the right to act according to circumstances, intending to let Zhao Yun go through the motions on the battlefield and accumulate some experience.

"In that case, Zilong, don't rush to cross the river for now. I'm afraid there is a trick here."

Guo Jia's bad premonition at this moment was becoming stronger and stronger.

"What Fengxiao meant was... could it be that there is something fishy going on on the other side?"

As Zhao Yun asked this question, he raised his eyes and watched the movements on the other side of the river with his amazing eyesight.

Although the other side of Qinghe River is also a plain, it also has some undulations.

Due to the poor terrain, Zhao Yun could not see the specific situation of Yuan's army, but he could still see that Yuan's army's large banner and a large number of flags were about to disappear at the end of his sight.

……

at the same time.

About half a mile behind the first group of soldiers guarding the entrance of Jie Bridge, there is a deep pit.

However, in this deep pit, there were densely packed soldiers crowded inside, not daring to make any noise.

Yuan Shao!

This noble prince wearing golden armor also squeezed in without caring about his status. He looked calm, but his mind was actually tense to the extreme, and his ears were constantly listening to the movements in front of him.

Come here quickly!
Gongsun Bogui, come here quickly!!!

Yuan Shao had one hand behind his back and the other hand holding the hilt of the sword at his waist, but if you look closely, you can see that the knuckles of Yuan Shao's hand holding the hilt are slightly white.

This is a big gamble!
This is also the best strategy obtained by the wise counsel of all the wise men, which can teach Yuan Shao to defeat the strong with the weak and reverse the overall situation. (End of this chapter)