"How's the battle going up ahead?" Fang Shao asked Wu Lan, who came in a hurry.

Wu Lan gasped and replied: "Xiahou Yuan's cavalry is really powerful, General Ma Mengqi is invincible, and he has already ordered to retreat to this side at this moment." ”

Hearing that Ma Chao suffered a defeat, Fang Shao breathed a sigh of relief.

This plan to lure the enemy with a feint was originally designed by Fang Shao in advance, but he had always been worried that Ma Chao would be arrogant and arrogant, and after encountering Xiahou Yuan, a mortal enemy, he would rather die than retreat, and then he would not let his plan come to naught.

Fortunately, Ma Chao can still bend and stretch.

In fact, Fang Shao's worries were superfluous, if Ma Chao was the kind of person who would rather die than retreat for the sake of fame, he would have died many times after repeated defeats in the battles with Cao Ying and Xiahou Yuan.

"Knowing this, give the order to go down and tell the armies to prepare for battle. No one shall be allowed to give orders from me, and no one shall be allowed to act without permission, and those who violate the order will not be pardoned! When Fang Shao flicked his sleeves, he issued this stern order.

The order quickly spread throughout the army from top to bottom, and everyone's spirits were excited. Some people are silently wiping their weapons, some people are loading arrows for Zhuge Fei's crossbow, and some people can't hold back the tension in their hearts, scratching their heads and scratching their ears, and some are at a loss.

On the bank of the Jingshui River, within a radius of dozens of miles, there are no mountains, no forests, no valley roads, at a glance, the flat terrain extends to the sky, and the white clouds are connected, it can be said that this is a natural excellent place for the large army to engage in frontal battles.

In Ma Chao's words, this place is not suitable for calculations, because at least on the surface, there is no powerful terrain for ambushes.

However, Ma Chao obviously didn't have Fang Shao's meticulous eyesight, of course, if he had Fang Shao's ability, he would not have changed from a prince on one side to a subordinate of a prince on the other.

Traveling north along the south bank of Jingshui, about 20 miles north of Jingyang County, the Jingshui River becomes wider and wider, and along the extension line of the river bank for three or four miles, there are tall and dense reeds, and five or six thousand people hide in it, as long as they do not take the initiative to expose, there is no way to see it at all.

Moreover, the ground on the banks of the river where the reeds grew was muddy and soft, and the infantry could barely walk on them, but if they were to carry heavy horses, they would inevitably fall into the mud.

In Fang Shao's view, this piece of reeds is actually a God-given ambush place.

In the past history, during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Gao Huan, the uncrowned emperor of the Eastern Wei Dynasty, led an army of 300,000 in the Eastern Wei Dynasty to cross the Yellow River to the west to take Chang'an, and the uncrowned emperor Yuwentai of the Western Wei Dynasty only led more than 30,000 people to fight. As a result, on the bank of Weishui, Yuwentai played such a trick and defeated the 300,000 army of the Eastern Wei Dynasty with one-tenth of the troops, and this battle also became the beginning of the reversal of the national strength of the Eastern and Western Wei.

Of course, the appearance of Fang Shao led to the loss of the Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties and even the Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming dynasties, but these "histories" that have since disappeared in the long river of history are still valuable for Fang Shao to learn from.

When Fang Shao's thoughts were still swimming naked in the river of history, on the southeast side, the convoluted dust and fog were gradually approaching, the rumbling sound in the eardrums was gradually stronger, and the ground began to tremble.

Fang Shao knew that the prey was already approaching.

"Pass the order, the crossbowmen prepare."

Under the order, the military situation was shocked, and the five thousand Zhuge flying crossbowmen lowered their bodies and entered their respective combat positions.

The production process of Zhuge Flying Crossbow is quite complex for the technical level of this era, and only the most experienced craftsmen can master the craftsmanship.

Therefore, Liu Bei spent several years and a lot of manpower and financial resources to reluctantly make nearly 6,000 Zhuge flying crossbows. And this time in the long-distance attack on Pubandu, Liu Bei was even more willing to spend his blood, and immediately allocated almost all of the flying crossbows to Fang Shao.

It seems that Liu Bei is also very prescient.

On the plain, the war horses galloped, the flow of cavalry was imminent, the first to gallop in front of the reeds, it was Ma Chao and his "defeated army", after a distance of more than a few hundred steps, it was the morale of the Cao army iron cavalry.

It seems that Ma Chao's feint plan was successful, but the price paid was also quite painful, for which he lost nearly 3,000 cavalry.

When Ma Chao, who was dressed in a silver helmet, passed in front of the reeds, he didn't stop, but he turned his head and glared fiercely at the reeds, with a bit of fire and complaint in his eyes.

Although Ma Chao couldn't see the figure in the reeds clearly, Fang Shao knew that he was looking for himself, and his eyes seemed to be warning him: Lao Tzu sacrificed so many brothers, it can be regarded as attracting Xiahou Yuan's guy to you, and then it's up to you, if you don't keep Xiahou Yuan, Lao Tzu will really be over with you!

"Take out the paintings and look at them again." Fang Shao temporarily gave another order.

So, more than 100 pro-soldiers around him hurriedly took out the drawings they were carrying.

These pictures were specially invited by Fang Shao yesterday to paint them according to Xiahou Yuan's appearance, and ordered these 100 soldiers to look at the paintings for half a night last night, in order to remember Xiahou Yuan's appearance and give him a big gift today.

When the last Han cavalry passed in front of the reeds, the enemy's advance soon arrived, rushing at the first 300 or so Cao troops, and unknowingly passed in front of the hidden Han army.

Fang Shao's 5,000 ambush soldiers were distributed along the reed area more than three miles long, such a distance was enough for most of Cao's army to enter the ambush zone, so Fang Shao did not rush to order an attack, and first let more than 300 squads pass by, he was waiting for the real big prey.

Two or three minutes later, the fat prey arrived as scheduled, it was a large army of nearly 5,000 cavalry, they were basically in a row of three or five people, galloping in a linear formation.

These elites of the Cao army, they were stained with blood, their faces were full of murderous aura, and their fighting spirit was as high as a tide, and all their attention was focused on the defeated soldiers of the Han army not far ahead, eager to immediately catch up and kill all the eight lambs who had killed them in the west, but they were unaware of the killing opportunities in the reeds that were in ambush and moved with the wind.

At this moment, shaken by the rumbling sound of horses' hooves and choked by the flying dust, the Han soldiers in the reeds, their hearts had already risen to their throats, and everyone's hearts were so excited that they were about to burst out of their chests.

And Fang Shao's palms were also pinched with a handful of sweat, and at this juncture, he had to show great calmness, so his face always maintained his unique faint and casual smile.

Finally, when most of the Cao army entered the ambush zone, Fang Shao shouted: "The time has come, beat the drum!" ”

In the depths of the reeds, the six-sided cowhide drum beat wildly, and the earth-shattering drum sound drowned out the sound of the horse's hooves galloping, which could be heard clearly within a radius of several miles.

With a code, the Han army ambushed the soldiers from the reeds together, brushed aside the reeds that were more than one person high, and the arrows of Zhuge Fei's crossbow in his hand, like the eyes of death, coldly aimed at the enemy seven or eight steps away.

Whoosh - In an instant, more than 5,000 arrows burst out in a volley like a hornet's nest.

Seven or eight steps, such a close distance, even if the poison on Zhuge crossbow arrows is ignored, at such a close distance, its lethality can be magnified to such a terrifying level.

In an instant, the innermost five or six hundred Cao Jun were nailed to the ground.

The sudden attack immediately plunged Cao Jun into great confusion, and just before they could figure out the direction of the attack, the hand of death really stretched out to them.

Push-Pull-Push-Pull...... With the simplest mechanical repetition, nearly 60,000 arrows were fired in fifteen seconds like machine-gun bullets.

What kind of concept is this, which is equivalent to the number of arrows per square meter has reached as many as ten, and the dense striking power of today, if played in slow motion, looks like a wall made of crossbow arrows, pushing flat towards the enemy a few steps away.

Xiahou Yuan in the brigade was in a state of agitation, and Ma Chao and his defeated soldiers in front of him were as worthless as lost dogs in his eyes. After winning the battle, his ambition has reached its peak, and he vows to eradicate Ma Chao, the ghost who has been trapped in Guanlong for many years, in one fell swoop.

However, just when he was on horseback, fantasizing about cutting off Ma Chao's head and offering it to the King of Wei as compensation for the defeat in Kansai, suddenly, the brothers around him fell down one by one.

The cavalry formation of four or five thousand collapsed in the blink of an eye.

When he found the enemy's origin in the chaotic killing fields, his whole heart felt like he had fallen into a desperate and cold valley.

"Zhuge Flying Crossbow, Zhuge Flying Crossbow Again, I ...... Trick"

It was that terrible weapon that made him lose face in the street pavilion, and now he is surrounded by this weapon and bullets.

In a dozen seconds, maybe Xiahou Yuan would be angry, shocked, or desperate, but he didn't have time to sort out these many chaotic thoughts, and instinct drove him to turn his horse's head and try to escape from this cruel killing field.

However, a step too late.

In the midst of the reeds, a pair of sharp eyes recognized him, and then, with a flick of his finger, hundreds of crossbow arrows flew mercilessly towards him with the call of death...... Within two minutes, the battle was over. Perhaps, this should be the fastest ambush in the history of warfare.

Everything happened so fast that after Ma Chao in front of him had just wiped over the ambush area, before he could look back, cheers of victory had already sounded behind him.

A few minutes later, when Ma Chao and his cavalry turned back and wanted to kill a horse gun, all the Han cavalry were stunned in front of the killing field.

Looking at the enemies who were pierced into hedgehogs everywhere, everyone couldn't help but gasp, even Ma Chao was shocked, and he was stunned for a long time before muttering: "His grandmother's, is this something that people can do, Fang Zhongzheng, are you a human or a ghost......

(To be continued)