210 It is better to die than to surrender

Guan Yu looked up to the sky and laughed, and did not chase after Li Dian, but when Li Dian passed by Fan Jinqiang and Han Hao, he suddenly raised his long knife and slashed at Fan Jinqiang.

Fan Jinqiang didn't expect that the fleeing Li Dian would suddenly launch an attack on him, and in a moment of panic, he held the stick against Han Hao's spear with one hand, and almost subconsciously pulled out the black short knife on his waist in an instant, and raised his hand to block Li Dian's whereabouts of the big knife.

Li Dian snorted coldly, with the power of the big knife, how could such a short knife be able to stop, thinking that this time he would definitely be able to cut Fan Jinqiang in two, however, he was very wrong, almost made any sound, when the big knife touched this black short knife, the front of it fell to the ground.

Li Dian slashed into the air, and he almost fell off the horse, looking at the half-cut big knife in his hand, he almost couldn't believe it, and blurted out: "You, you actually have a treasure knife that sharpens iron like clay?" ”

"There's so much you don't know!" Fan Jin was angry, Li Dian had a good reputation, and it turned out that he was also the villain who attacked behind him, and with great anger, he caught the short knife in his hand with Han Hao's silver spear.

Han Haosheng saw Fan Jinqiang's eyes sharp and murderous, afraid that the weapon would be damaged, and hurriedly withdrew his spear, but at this moment, Fan Jinqiang suddenly returned a stick, his eyes showed a fierce light, and swept towards Li Dian who was still in a daze.

"Li Dian, take your life!"

Li Dian was caught off guard, and hurriedly dodged sideways, but was hit in the back by Fan Jinqiang's golden hoop stick, full of strength, poof, a stream of blood arrows spurted out of Li Dian's mouth, Li Dian's body shook, and he fell off the horse, just rolling his eyelids and falling unconscious.

"Protect General Lee!" Han Hao hurriedly shouted, rushed over regardless of it, and entangled Fan Jinqiang to the death, and at the same time, a row of soldiers bravely rushed up, forming a wall of flesh and blood, blocking in front of Fan Jinqiang, and risking his life to save Li Dian back.

Li Dian, when he was a teenager, was found by Cao Cao to be a talent, studious, noble and elegant, and entrusted with important tasks, once saved Xiahoudun and Cao Ren, known for his prudence in the use of soldiers, but today he miscalculated in Bowangpo.

Fan Jinqiang's stick caused Li Dian to suffer very serious internal injuries, liver displacement, kidney rupture, and heart palpitations and asthma, so since he went back, he drank more medicinal soup than water. At the same time, Bowangpo's erroneous construction of Xiahou sent troops, which also greatly reduced the prestige of Li Dian, who had the honorific title of an elder in the army.

A year later, Li Dian died of illness and depression at the age of thirty-six. Of course, the real cause of Li Dian's death is not known to outsiders, but it is said that he is jealous of his talents, leaving endless regrets and speculations for future generations.

Speaking of Guan Yu, he was very satisfied with Fan Jinqiang's expression, and immediately ordered: "Jin Qiang, you stop the incoming soldiers for the time being, and Guan will go back." ”

Fan Jinqiang got the order, immediately led a thousand people, and intercepted the army that tried to rescue, many people witnessed Fan Jinqiang's bravery, and also knocked Li Dian off the horse, and did not fight, so he was afraid of three points in his heart, and ran away half.

Guan Yu led a thousand men and horses to kill Xiahoudun and others.

But it was said that Wang Baoyu was beating the drum while looking at the situation below, and Xiahoudun's army had collapsed, leaving only a large number of people who were in chaos.

Wang Baoyu handed a trumpet-shaped thing to Zhuge Liang, made of iron sheet, Zhuge Liang took it confidently, and shouted politely to the below: "General Xiahou, you have been ambushed by me on all sides, surrender quickly!" ”

Xiahoudun looked up and saw Zhuge Liang's white shadow, the jade tree was in the wind, fluttering like a fairy, and he was frightened in his heart, but he followed Cao Cao all the way, and a good woman did not marry a second husband, let alone a general with great achievements, how could he change his mind halfway?

Xiahou shouted angrily like thunder, "Zhuge Villager, even if General Ben dies here, he will never surrender!" ”

"Xiahoudun, now that the victory or defeat has been decided, why do you need to take the lives of many soldiers?" Zhuge Liang's face also became unsightly.

"Zhuge Villager, you are scheming, the old man fell for your tricks, and when he goes back, he will naturally ask Cao Gong for his guilt, even if he is cut by a thousand knives, he will never be driven by Liu Bei!" Xiahoudun roared.

Xiahoudun was also followed by loyal friends, and when he heard him say this, they all raised their arms and shouted, "Swear not to surrender, swear not to surrender!" ”

Zhuge Liang sighed slightly, put down the microphone, and said to himself: "It is said that Cao Mengde is treacherous and suspicious, and today I see that there are many dead soldiers, and I would rather die than surrender, so this statement must be a rumor." ”

"Sir, don't talk about those useless ones, be careful to let others hear and sue Liu Bei, saying that you have a rebellious heart." Wang Baoyu reminded.

"yes!" Zhuge Liang hurriedly looked around.

"Since Xiahoudun is unwilling to surrender, is it time to launch a general attack?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"If you can't use it for me, you don't have to pity it, beat the marching drum!" Zhuge Liang resolutely held a goose feather fan and said.

Knock knock! Knock knock knock! When Wang Baoyu was in Jiangxia, he had already learned how to beat the drum, so he swung his arms and beat the charge drum vigorously.

As soon as he heard the sound of the drums, Zhang Fei excitedly let out a burst of wah-wah shouts, and immediately led the soldiers with high morale to rush into Xiahoudun's army.

Subsequently, Zhao Yun and Guan Ting also led the troops to kill, and for a while, the sound of killing shook the sky and resounded through the valley.

Although Xiahoudun repeatedly shouted that his subordinates fought with all their might, the fire became bigger and bigger, although it did not turn the troops on their backs, but the thick black smoke really killed people, and the narrow roads were congested, and the ventilation was poor, and many soldiers were choked to death.

The victory or defeat has been decided, and the army that has been suffering from the pursuit and killing has long lost its combat effectiveness, and the army is defeated like a mountain.

Xiahoudun's army was dashed by Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun and Guan Ting's troops, and then they were divided and encircled, and the soldiers who had no time to flee could only lay down their weapons and raise their hands to surrender in the face of the threat of death.

The fleeing army rushed all the way back, but was stopped and killed by Guan Yu and led the team, and there were countless casualties.

How could ordinary soldiers stop such a tiger-like general, or let him break out of the encirclement all the way and merge with the rear team, Xiahoudun did not dare to turn back to attack, and he withdrew his troops back to the camp.

The battle lasted all night, the early morning sun shone on Bowangpo, with a bit of autumn cold, Wang Baoyu stood on the viewing platform, overlooking the valley below, and an indescribable complex feeling rose in his heart.

In the valley, the corpses were all over the ground, the blood was flowing like a river, and the places that had been burned by the fire were charred and blackened, and all was broken, leaving only a bent and growing thorn tree, standing there alone, as if telling of endless desolation.