Chapter Seventy-One: The Great War Dawns
A few days later, at the head of Xingyang City, the crowd was surging, and countless armor soldiers stood at the head of the city with bows, their faces full of panic, and they looked at the neat army outside the city uneasily.
I saw the black military flag of the army outside the city fluttering, with a Cao character written on it, and it was Cao Cao himself who was the leader, personally pressing the formation, just in case of accidents.
At this time, the defenders of Xingyang are obviously afraid, after all, the strength of Xingyang at this moment cannot be compared with the strength of Dong Zhuo when he retreated, although there is only one Cao army, and there are no other princes' army, but now that Taishou is far away in Chang'an, the dragons are leaderless, how can the defenders not be afraid.
Compared with the fear of the Xingyang defenders, Cao Cao outside the city was anxious, eager to break through Xingyang immediately and march to Chang'an.
Worried about this, Cao Cao didn't have time to test the reality of the Xingyang defenders, his expression was solemn, Cao Cao waved his hand, and shouted loudly: "The whole army is pressing, be sure to break through Xingyang in the shortest possible time!" ”
As soon as this order was given, the shouting of killing shook the sky, and all the Cao troops rushed towards Xingyang in one go, taking the lead by Zhang Lie, Xiahoudun, and Cao Hong, and the rest of the commanders sat on their horses and stood behind Cao Cao, guarding Cao Cao's safety.
When the Cao army entered the range of bows and arrows, the archers at the head of Xingyang City pulled out their arrows one after another, and shot them in unison into the sky.
Although the Cao army was on guard and stepped forward with their shields, the sword and shield soldiers were only a part after all, and the rest of the spearmen and cavalry were not so lucky.
However, when the rest of the Cao army saw this, it seemed that they were even more bloody, and the speed of the march was instantly doubled, and most of the arrows were shot on the land behind the Cao army.
With a round of byes, the Xingyang defenders wound up again and shot directly towards Cao's army.
Seeing this, Zhang Lie, who took the lead, took the lead in reining in the horse under the seat, and shouted: "Stop!" ”
Cao Jun suddenly stopped neatly and did not take another step forward, so the second round of shooting failed most of them, and they fell in front of Cao Jun one after another, embedded in the earth, leaving only the arrow feathers outside, although they did not kill too much, but formed a defensive circle, making Cao Jun's cavalry instantly useless.
"The sword and shield men open the way, the cavalry waits in place, and the spearmen follow the sword and shield hands, so be sure to open the way to Xingyang City in the shortest possible time." Zhang Lie really ordered.
In an instant, the cavalry gathered back, stood in place, and the sword and shield hands gathered in the center, all the way to Xingyang, cutting off the arrows along the way.
The head of Xingyang City continued to shoot arrows, most of them were blocked by the sword and shield holding the shield, there were not many casualties at all, and the spearmen all hid behind the sword and shield hand one by one, and they did not receive much blow.
For a while, Cao Jun marched towards the Xingyang City Wall step by step at an unhurried marching speed, and the defenders on the city wall had no way to stop it, and wanted to throw stones, but they did not reach the effective range, so they could only watch Cao Jun approach, and the cowardice in his heart was even worse.
After the army, Cao Cao saw that the formation of the Cao army was quite formal, and it could also make the enemy helpless, and suddenly a trace of joy appeared on his face, as if he was very satisfied with the Cao army that had been retrained for many days.