The thirty-mile journey was not a problem at the feet of these men who were accustomed to trekking through mountains and rivers, and before dawn, Deng Ai's eight thousand military horses were already on the periphery of Xiahou Yuan's large army camp.

Deng Ai's patience is undoubtedly very sufficient, in order to be safe, the scouts were divided to wipe out the ranger scouts cruising outside Xiahou Yuan's camp, Xiahou Yuan did not even carefully consider the location of the village, but hurriedly selected a lot of the village with the mountain and the water behind it. At first glance, it is indeed very conducive to offense and defense.

But the Deng Ai he has to face are all crossbowmen, and what he is afraid of is that the camp of your cavalry is set up in the plain, how can Deng Ai, who has few soldiers, completely annihilate you? Even if it is an attack, it will only prevail in the first wave, and as the cavalry reacts, the direct result is a massive onslaught, which destroys all the crossbowmen.

Xiahou Yuan's men and horses chose the lower village, surrounded by mountains on both sides, one facing water, and one exit is also very narrow, Deng Ai saw this terrain, but laughed happily, commanded the sergeants to surround the exit, blocked the exit with six columns of sergeants, and prepared to take turns to shoot arrows.

After the sergeants were assembled, Deng Ai immediately ordered the front row of sergeants to attack the camp with rockets, and the back row of sergeants chose the opportunity to kill the Cao cavalry who rushed out of the camp.

Xiahou Yuan originally came to catch fish, but he never thought that this fish was a piranha, and he was unprepared, but he bit off a leg for the piranha.

Countless fire arrows rushed into the Cao army's cavalry camp, and the horses in the camp suddenly became in a commotion, impacting the camp where the soldiers lived. Xiahou Yuan fell asleep with his armor closed, woke up at the first time, and came out of the big tent, all that came into his eyes was a sea of fire, and his guards were all fetching water to extinguish the fire in a panic, but the fire arrows outside the camp kept shooting in, how could he extinguish it?

Looking at it, all the war horses in the camp were frightened away, galloping in the camp, and Xiahou Yuan was stunned in place. Looking at the fire arrows in the sky, my head was dizzy.

Some of the generals had already reacted, leading the sergeants who had woken up from their sleep, most of whom had not even gotten their weapons. In the impact outside, but the arrows outside the camp seemed to be very dense, and countless soldiers were shot down by the arrows, Xiahou Yuan recovered from his sleep, and hurriedly concentrated the armor soldiers on his side, controlling all the war horses that could be controlled on his side.

With the shouts of the main general, although there was a fire in the camp, there were still many soldiers who calmed down and controlled the scattered military horses in a similar way, but how could the mad demon-like military horses be controlled by manpower. Except for a few people who rode on their horses, most of the soldiers were still noisy and crowded together.

The camp was full of fires, and all the places where people could stand were full, and the arrows outside the camp were not reduced by half a cent. Xiahou Yuan's heart was extremely gloomy, so many crossbowmen. Aren't the opponent's armies all crossbowmen?

Eight thousand crossbowmen suppressed Xiahou Yuan's more than 10,000 cavalry who had lost their horses in the camp, Xiahou Yuan reluctantly urged the war horses, leading less than a thousand cavalry in a vain attempt to rush out of the camp, but he was shot by a random arrow on his horse, that is, he himself was shot on the shoulder for a ruthless arrow, fell off the horse, or his own guards desperately protected each other. Fang just picked up a life and returned to the camp.

The more than 10,000 cavalry were consumed by fire and arrows, but less than half of them were left, and Xiahou Yuan was very depressed, as if he had never been lucky since the defeat of Hanzhong.

When the knights came, they were in high spirits and broke away from Lejin's infantry brigade. Xiahou Yuan only led more than 10,000 elite cavalry to come, but the remaining 10,000 cavalry were temporarily handed over to Le Jin and did not bring them together, but at this moment he regretted it very much, said. He led more than 10,000 elite cavalry to go first, and he did not necessarily have the intention of grabbing battle merits.

In his opinion, even if the enemy attacked the sailors of Wenpin, most of them only had more than 10,000 foot soldiers, and more than 10,000 elite cavalry in the north against infantry of the same size, was it not a situation of sweeping the opponent? Now he can't help but regret it, most of the horses in the camp have rushed out of the camp, and the small half has been roasted into horse meat, and the smell of meat comes from the silk, but it makes the cavalry only feel disgusting.

Xiahou Yuan looked at the soldiers under his command, all of them were wearing black ashes, most of them even ran out of the camp, they didn't even bring weapons, some even had shoes on their feet, and the armor on their bodies was not neat, which showed how sudden the attack was.

Xiahou Yuan was desperate, in order to grab this battle merit and make up for his lack of a battle in Hanzhong, he risked his life to gallop here, and now the situation is indeed the case, he has no shame to go back to meet the prime minister.

In the first battle of Hanzhong, his son lost his opponent and has not been recaptured, and now he has entered here lightly in order to snatch the merits of the war, and he has fallen into more than 10,000 elite horses in danger, which is indeed a great difficulty.

Xiahou Yuan knew that at this moment, he led the more than 5,000 remnants of the army to rush out of the camp, and there was only one way to be defeated, so he slowly got up, accompanied by the fire in the sky, Xiahou Yuan looked up to the sky and roared.

No one could hear what the Doomsday General was yelling about, but to the point where he was really self-inflicted, wasn't he? These Guanzhong soldiers looked at Xiahou Yuan indifferently, even his personal guards just followed from a distance, watching him roar.

Just as these sergeants were still distracted, Xiahou Yuan suddenly pulled out his sword and slammed it across his neck, and the body of a generation of famous generals fell into the fire, crackling into a piece of black charcoal.

The sergeants watched their own generals kill themselves, and those who were close to Xiahou Yuan were also many people who had followed Xiahou Yuan for many years.

Their integrity is certainly admirable, but let these honest soldiers commit suicide inexplicably, no one can do it, some people took the lead and threw their swords, raised their hands and went out of the camp, and then a large number of people left the camp.

Deng Ai watched the people in the camp slowly leave the camp and surrender, and a smile curled into the corner of his mouth. He said coldly: "Three thousand soldiers will surrender here, and the rest will go and catch horses for me!" ”

"Whoa!" All the sergeants under the tent were dispatched.

The sky is gradually brightening, Champion County, Le Jin's men and horses just arrived last night, Le Jin is a very serious man, he and Zhang Liao repelled the large-scale attacks of the Jiangdong Army in Hefei several times, relying on luck. The horses that went out to explore the enemy returned, and Xiahou Yuan's men and horses rushed to Nanxiang and approached.

Le Jin instinctively felt a little uneasy, being able to destroy the Wenpin Sailor's subordinates was definitely not a simple thing, and he still didn't know where the leading general was. However, there is no doubt that his person must be a general under Liu Bei, one of the five tiger generals? Ma Chao or Zhang Fei? Or the veteran Huang Zhong? Or, is it Chen Zhi and Zhang Ren again?

He wanted to remind Xiahou Yuan to deal with it carefully, but Xiahou Yuan's resolute attitude made Le Jin understand the reason, the first battle in Hanzhong made him lose face, this battle was undoubtedly a battle to save his face, Le Jin is not a beautiful character who is not an adult, he chose to be silent.

He was just cautious to keep up with the footsteps of the cavalry as soon as possible, leading this huge mixed army of infantry and cavalry, and constantly sending sentry cavalry to keep in touch with Xiahou Yuan's troops. But Xiahou Yuan's heart was too anxious, and most of the men and horses of Lejin actually pulled out a distance of more than fifty miles, which was a full day's journey for ordinary infantry.

But yesterday, Xiahou Yuan went even further, passed Shunyang, and even went straight to Nanxiang without stopping. With Lejin, it has already opened a distance of nearly 100 miles. Even the sentry cavalry sent by Le Jin took a day and night to send the news back, and because of chasing the footsteps of Xiahou Yuan's cavalry, the soldiers had been marching rapidly for several days, and on this day, Le Jin said that he could no longer give the order to march, so he had to stop at the champion, so that the soldiers had a chance to breathe.

Deng Ai's results were undoubtedly extremely rich, most of the soldiers killed in the Cao army were either burned to death by fire, or trampled to death by horses, and a very small number were killed by Deng Ai's crossbow arrows. About 4,000 soldiers surrendered, nearly 5,000 horses were captured, and many of them were killed by the fire, or were frightened by the fire and were scattered.

According to the confessions of these soldiers, Xiahou Yuan had already killed himself in the fire, and there were nearly 30,000 Le Jinjin riding behind him. Deng Ai is not a fool, at this moment he can only go to Nanxiang to wait for help.

At this moment, Huo Yi was ordering to send scouts and Li He's cavalry to Nanxiang to meet Deng Ai's troops.