Chapter 529: Heavy Riding vs. Light Riding

South of Anji Castle.

Xiahou Yuan was leading 30,000 Cao troops on light cavalry, running wildly all the way.

After running wildly for two days and two nights, it was early in the morning, and he finally led his army to Anci City first.

When he learned that the Soviet army was still twenty miles southeast of Anci, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that he was marching fast and blocked the route of the Soviet army's attack on Jicheng.

After entering the city, Xiahou Yuan did not dare to take it lightly, and immediately sent a large number of scouts to closely monitor the movements of the Soviet army.

After a day of scouting, the scouts brought back a piece of information that caught his eye:

The number of Soviet troops was not large, the number was only about 3,000, and they were all light cavalry.

Xiahou Yuan smiled.

The Soviet army was only 3,000 light cavalry, and it was able to be invincible in Youzhou before, but it was nothing more than relying on the cities along the road to guard against emptiness.

Now, ten times his cavalry had arrived, and three thousand Soviet light horsemen were nothing more than ants in his eyes.

Xiahou Yuan ignited his ambition, he not only wanted to relieve the siege of Jicheng, but also to destroy the 3,000 Soviet troops, and fiercely raise the military prestige of his Cao army.

Therefore, Xiahou Yuan immediately ordered 30,000 iron horsemen to pour out of the nest the next day, and to run over the Soviet army twenty miles away in one go.

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The next day, in the afternoon.

Soviet battalion.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, Zhang Liao was discussing the battle plan with Wen Chou, and at this time, the scout rushed in and reported that Xiahou Yuan had raised an army of 30,000 and rushed towards the camp.

Zhang Liao and Wen Chou glanced at each other, and there was no fear in their eyes, on the contrary, there was joy in them.

"Duke Chu is really a decisive victory thousands of miles away, he has calculated Xiahou Yuan's every move clearly, and he really sent it to the door."

Wen Chou was full of emotion, and his eyes swelled with deep admiration.

Zhang Liao patted him on the shoulder and said: "Not long after you returned to Duke Chu, you have only seen one or two of the magic of Duke Chu, and you will be amazed in the future." ”

Subsequently, Zhang Liao sent an order to go down and ordered the army to pull out the camp and retreat in the direction of Quancheng Port along the road from which it came.

The order was handed down, and the 3,000 soldiers immediately packed up and set off for the south.

Not long after the Soviet army withdrew, Xiahou Yuan led his 30,000 iron troops to kill and occupy an empty camp without bloodshed.

Xiahou Yuan walked through the camp, sweeping around the mess, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a sarcastic sneer.

He judged that the Soviet army did not expect him to come so quickly, or 30,000 iron horsemen, and in fear, he fled in a hurry.

Judging by the degree of embarrassment of the entire battalion, the Soviet army should be quite panicked.

This is exactly what Xiahou Yuan wants.

He immediately ordered the army to continue to chase the fleeing Soviet troops without stopping.

So, 30,000 iron horsemen continued to gallop, chasing all the way.

For two days, the Soviet army fled in front and the Cao army pursued in the rear, and the distance between the two sides was constantly narrowed.

In the past two days, the Soviet army abandoned two camps in a row, constantly creating the illusion of fleeing in a hurry, inducing Xiahou Yuan to chase after him boldly.

On the evening of the fourth day, the Soviet troops had withdrawn to a position less than twenty miles north of the port of Quancheng.

Zhang Liao decisively ordered to stop retreating, and 3,000 soldiers and horses lined up on the spot, putting on a decisive battle posture, preparing to meet Xiahou Yuan's 30,000 army.

The remnant sun is like blood, and the heavens and the earth are slaughtered.

Zhang Liao and Wen Chou were immediately swordsmanlike, towering like bronze statues, exuding fearless fighting spirit from top to bottom.

The three thousand Soviet knights disguised as light cavalry had now put on thick heavy armor for themselves and their horses, revealing their original hideous faces.

In those eyes, there was a surge of excitement and murder, and I couldn't wait to kill it.

Three thousand soldiers, staring deadly ahead, watching the dust and mist rush to the sky.

"Xiahou Yuan has entered the net, Ziqin, the great work is about to arrive." Zhang Liao sneered and looked at Wen Chou.

The corners of Wen Chou's mouth also raised a sneer, the big gun in his hand was clenched, and the killing machine gradually ignited.

The ground beneath his feet began to shake, and the birds on both sides flocked to fly.

The dust and mist were getting closer and closer, and countless figures of people and horses could be faintly seen, surging and galloping.

A "Xiahou" banner fluttered dazzlingly in the dust and mist.

Under the big flag, Xiahou Yuan was riding a horse and a flying horse, and his hideous face was burning with self-confidence that he was bound to win.

Just moments earlier, the scouts had sent back news that the Soviets were in line and seemed to be planning a decisive battle.

This news made Xiahou Yuan very excited, thinking that he had finally caught up with the Soviet army, and a big victory was just around the corner.

"Speed up the march, don't give the enemy another chance to escape, and today we must completely destroy the invading enemy!" Xiahou Yuan shouted loudly and slapped the horsewhip a few times.

The war horse under the crotch galloped faster, and the 30,000 cavalry of the Cao Army behind him also galloped wildly with a fierce killing machine.

Before you know it, the terrain ahead is gradually beginning to narrow, and instead of being endless, rolling hills begin to appear on both sides.

Xiahou Yuan is not a mediocre general, and he can be regarded as a long-term battleman, how can he not notice the changes in the surrounding environment.

He swept around, and couldn't help but be suspicious, suspecting that the Soviet army would set up an ambush on both sides.

The suspicion was only swept away, and he quickly let go of the suspicion again.

Although the terrain here is much narrower than before, the wings are at least three miles wide, and the height of the hill is not very high.

With this kind of terrain, the Soviet army simply could not ambush the crossbowman, because from the hills on both sides, it was impossible to shoot his cavalry.

If the Soviet army wants to set up an ambush, it can only give full play to its advantages by relying on the number of soldiers and horses and rushing down from the hills.

However, according to intelligence, the landing Soviet army was only 3,000 soldiers and horses, and there were simply not enough foot soldiers to carry out the ambush.

After thinking about it, Xiahou Yuan let down his guard and continued to order the pursuit.

After a while, the formation of the Soviet army appeared in front, and from a distance, there were still more than 3,000 people.

The mantis arm blocks the car, and it is not self-sufficient!

Xiahou Yuan burst out of eight words in his heart, snorted disdainfully, raised his sword and shouted: "Blow the horn, the whole army will accelerate the impact, give me a blow, and destroy the enemy army blocking the road!" ”

The order to kill, the sound of the horn of slaughter, rushed to the sky.

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

The 30,000 cavalry of the Cao Army, with a fighting spirit, carried the killing machine like a beast, accelerated and rushed towards the Soviet army blocking the road.

On the three-mile-wide field, the black and oppressive iron cavalry of the Cao army was overwhelming, surging up like a tide.

The earthquake trembled, and the heavens and the earth were killed.

Soviet formations.

Three thousand Soviet soldiers, facing the impact of ten times the enemy's cavalry, only had endless murderous confidence on their young faces, and they could not see the slightest fear.

Zhang Liao raised a sarcastic sneer on his mouth, his eyes suddenly gathered, his sword was raised, and he shouted: "The heavy cavalry attacked, crushing the enemy army-"

In the roar, Zhang Liao took the lead and galloped out.

Wen Chou is also unambiguous, following closely.

The three thousand heavily armored iron horsemen finally took off their disguises, and the formation cracked like a collapsed mountain, carrying the momentum of the sky and the earth cracking, and crashed into the enemy's light cavalry.

The tremor of the earth suddenly intensified, and the loud noise in his ears suddenly multiplied.

Three thousand heavily armored iron horsemen rushed together, and the shock caused by them overshadowed the enemy's light cavalry tenfold, reaching the point of changing the color of the heavens and the earth.

Directly ahead, Xiahou Yuan suddenly changed color.

The 30,000 light cavalry of the Cao army, who were charging, were all shocked and changed color, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Heavy armor and iron horses? The Soviet army was obviously a light horseman, but how did it suddenly become a heavy horseman? ”

Xiahou Yuan's expression was stunned, and he was stunned, and all his self-confidence was gone at this moment.