Chapter 312: The General Fights the General

"Shield!"

"Withdraw!"

The moment the bright Qingyu Sword lit up, Ji Ling knew that Cao Cao was ready to start attacking. Although they were still talking and laughing a moment ago, how could the veil of warmth under the feign last?

Ji Ling had long known Cao Cao's personality and was familiar with the rapid changes on the battlefield, so he had been paying attention to Cao Cao's every move.

As soon as the sword moved, his people followed suit, and he moved very quickly, and when he opened his mouth, he gave two orders in succession. All the soldiers and generals quickly raised their shields high in front of them and retreated like a tidal wave.

However, since Cao Cao planned to let them in, he naturally made all preparations, even when the forbidden command suffered heavy losses on the city, Cao Cao did not let other generals come forward to rescue, but he was just waiting for this moment.

Cao Cao gave an order, and tens of thousands of Yuan soldiers seemed to have become moving targets.

On the opposite side of the trench, thousands of crossbowmen on the rooftops on both sides stretched out their bows and arrows, and thousands of sharp arrows fell from the sky with a scream, falling indiscriminately in the crowd.

Yuan Jun suddenly looked at his head like a trapped beast, and the shield in his hand didn't know whether to protect his head or protect his body. Fortunately, there were also orders from veterans Ji Ling and Zhang Yan and others who had been fighting for many years, and the soldiers on the periphery protected the front of them, but the soldiers in the middle held their heads high, covering the entire army into a big turtle that crawled slowly.

However, the speed of the sharp arrow was so fast that it smashed into the shield like a sudden rainstorm in the sky, and then fell through the cracks, bringing with it a scream and boundless blood.

Ji Ling knocked away the sharp arrow in front of him with a sword, retreated into the formation and hurried to Zhang Yan and asked: "Feiyan, Cao Cao dug a trench on Dongdajie, although he successfully blocked the way of our army's advance, but also blocked them on the other side, and their cavalry would also not be able to pass for a while.

Now we can only temporarily retreat to the head of the city, and then use the terrain to carry out a long-range attack with Cao Gou, and open the city gate with all our might. Do you have any climbers in your army? You lend Colonel Zuo and Yu Yigen to me, and we will take them to solve the trouble on the roof, and you are here to take charge of the retreat of the brothers! ”

"Dashuai, you better stay here and command, you can leave these things to me and my sons, don't you forget my name as Feiyan?"

Zhang Yan smiled at Ji Ling, turned around and shouted at Zuo Colonel and the others: "Zuo Colonel, Yu Zhenggen, you two."

Led the Mandrill Battalion to the left roof, while the Swift Battalion's brother followed me to the right roof. Today, let Cao Thief take a look at the demeanor of my brothers in the Mandrill Battalion and Feiyan Battalion of the Black Mountain Army! ”

Zhang Yan bowed his head to Ji Ling, Ji Ling was naturally thorough, and the "February with Yinfeng" in his hand was thrown on the spot, and the soldier in the middle of the "tortoise shell" suddenly put down his shield, revealing thousands of bows and crossbows, each bow and crossbow had been stretched like a full moon, and there was a cold arrow on the string, and the direction of the arrow was the Cao Ying crossbowman on the roof.

"Put!"

Ji Ling let out a long roar, and thousands of sharp arrows were like upside-down waterfalls, and with a loud "bang", they rolled upside down to the roofs on both sides. At the same time, more than 800 soldiers of the Mandrill Battalion and the Feiyan Battalion, who had already been selected, had already been selected and went to the eaves on the left and right sides of Dongdajie with Zhang Yan and the three of them under the cover of Yuan Jun.

"Up!"

There is no shelter on the streets, and there is no shelter on the rooftops. For a while, the crossbowmen on the roof were actually suppressed, and they were unable to take care of the mandrill camp and the Feiyan camp climbing under the eaves.

Cao Cao snorted coldly, the big bow in the hands of the flag bearer swayed left and right, and the team separated from it like a blue sea, and columns of soldiers who were ready to go pushed bed crossbows to the front of the formation, and the spearmen on both sides rushed to the front of the trench at the same time.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Dozens of crossbowmen swung the bowstrings in unison, while the spearmen raised their spears high above their heads and threw them with all their might, and hundreds of huge crossbows and spears flew to the opposite bank like a flood that burst the embankment.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

A scream and scream resounded in the Yuan army's camp, and the forward battalion seemed to have been blown open a gap, and three or two hundred soldiers fell in a pool of blood in an instant. As soon as the gold ou was missing, the forward camp was in chaos.

Cao Cao waved his hand again, the spearmen and bed crossbows quietly retreated, and groups of soldiers threw them into the trenches with ordinary stools, desk chairs, firewood, and dirt and hay found from the homes of ordinary people.

Then another group of soldiers rushed forward, carrying heavy planks and laying them out, regardless of whether the fulcrum made of stools, chairs, and firewood in the trench was solid.

The trench pit became a thoroughfare, and in a moment the trench pit was gradually hidden under the wooden plank, and Cao Jun was only three or five steps away from the opposite bank of the trench.

"Kill!"

didn't give Ji Ling a reaction at all

time, not waiting for the pit to be filled, Xiahou Yuan shouted angrily, the Cold Moon Knife in his hand suddenly sacrificed, and the two or three thousand cavalry led by Xiahou Yuan, Xu Zhu, Yu Ban and Cao Hong and others had already rushed forward in an uproar, and the mere three or five steps were only three or five meters away, how could it be under the words of the war horse?

Everyone came to the pit and lifted the reins in their hands suddenly, clamped their legs, and the war horse rose into the air with a long neigh, and landed steadily on the opposite bank.

"Drive!"

Seeing that the enemy was in front of him, the soldiers were furious, and the horses reined and stepped into the forward camp of the Yuan army. The sword rose and fell, the sword went to the sword, and pieces of red blood suddenly flew up in the sky above Dongdajie.

"Kill! Brothers, fight with Cao Gou! ”

Seeing that the forward battalion was about to collapse at the touch of a button, Xiahou Yuan and Yu Ban and the others were simply like tigers entering the flock, and they were rarely able to meet soldiers who could resist for a few rounds, and every sword they used took the life of a son.

Ji Ling was furious, "February with Yinfeng" thrust into the ground, and the person had already borrowed his strength to raise a person high, and then tiptoed on the shield of the soldier in front of him, rushed all the way from the jungle of the shield to the front, jumped high, and pointed a knife at Xiahou Yuan.

"Hmph, clown jumping off the beam, you really think you're on the beam!" Xiahou Yuan took two steps back, and suddenly tiptoed on the horse's back, and Dapeng flew out with a knife on the horse's head like wings, and with a "dang" sound, it was on top of Ji Ling's weapon.

The cold light suddenly rose, and Jin Ge sang together. Ji Ling and Xiahou Yuan left the support of the soldiers and war horses at the same time and fought together on the ground.

After about ten rounds of fighting, Ji Ling was okay for a while, but the forward battalion was still no better under the attack of Yu Ban and Xiahoudun and others, and the situation on the field became more and more critical.

Even though Ji Ling was anxious, he couldn't get out of his body for a while. Xiahou Yuan's ability was not under his ability, and the bright Cold Moon Knife in his hand was also running up and down around his body, and if he was not careful, he was afraid that Ji Ling himself would have to be buried here.

"Don't worry, I'll wait!"

Just as he was anxious, a sudden roar came from his own camp, as if a huge wave rose into the air and poured the irritable fire in Ji Ling's heart.

Ji Lingju looked at it, and saw Liu Xun, He Man, Li Damu, Wulu, Bai Huan and others shouting angrily on the shields of the soldiers at the same time, like a fast ship on the surface of the blue wave pool splitting waves towards Yu Ban, Cao Hong and others.