Chapter 832 - Within Range

The cavalry of Zhang Yangjun launched a counterattack, and Li Dian, who led the army to rush into the enemy formation, did not like to fight, waved the spear in his hand, and shouted: "Withdraw!" ”

With Li Dian's loud roar, Cao Jun, who was originally struggling to rush towards Zhang Yang's army, returned to his horse and killed backwards.

Retreats will always have a lot of casualties.

As soon as a Cao soldier pierced a short spear into the heart of a panicked Zhang Yangjun, he found that his companions were retreating one after another.

Although he didn't hear Li Dian's order, he knew that the general had ordered to retreat, so he hurriedly turned his horse, raised his short spear and stabbed Zhang Yangjun beside him, and rode to kill Zhang Yangjun's array.

As he tried to rush out, a flamboyant soldier with a short spear rushed towards him from behind.

If there was no one in front of them, it would be impossible for the infantry to catch up with the cavalry, but the front was crowded with people, and even if the cavalry of the Cao army was about to speed up and withdraw, they were blocked and could not fulfill their wishes.

The short spear in his hand swung and stabbed towards Zhang Yangjun on both sides, and Zhang Yangjun on both sides would not be stupid enough to let him pierce his body, and they were all blocked with shields.

Just when the cavalry of the Cao army was about to rush out, his back suddenly hurt, and the tip of a spear leaked out of his lower abdomen.

Looking down at the tip of the spear peeking out from his lower abdomen, the Cao cavalry snorted, rolled over and fell off his horse.

As soon as his body landed, several Zhang Yangjun on the side surrounded him and pierced their short spears into his body.

The back heart was pierced, this Cao Jun couldn't live at all, and he was stabbed dozens of times by a group of Zhang Yangjun in a row, and he was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

Cao's army struggled to break through, and one by one the cavalry fell and fell off their horses under the encirclement of Zhang Yang's army, and the battlefield was filled with the shouts of soldiers on both sides and the neighing of war horses.

Knowing that the soldiers beside him were falling one by one, Li Dian didn't have the heart to care too much about it at all, still brandishing his spear and leading Cao's army to rush out of the formation.

At this time, what he hoped most was that Xiahoudun on the hillside could lead the army to come to the rescue.

But he also knew very well that Zhang Yangjun had stabilized the formation, although he had suffered many losses in this fight, Cao Jun would not get much benefit from starting a decisive battle with him too early.

In order to achieve the final victory in this battle, what Li Dian had to do was to lead the cavalry to break out of the encirclement of Zhang Yang's army and lead them down the hillside.

The cavalry was fighting with Zhang Yang's army, and Xiahoudun on the hillside was also full of anxiety.

But it was written very clearly on the silk that the cavalry was engaged with Zhang Yang's army, and the main force could not rush to help, and all Xiahoudun could do was to wait for the cavalry to withdraw.

Li Dian led the cavalry to retreat while fighting, and because they were entangled by Zhang Yang's army, their retreat speed was quite slow.

Looking at the battlefield where he was fighting, Xiahou clenched his fists tightly, and even his palms were covered with beads of sweat.

Chasing and killing the cavalry of the Cao army, the two sides of the fight inadvertently gradually got closer and closer to the hillside, looking at the sand and dust all over the field, Xiahoudun slowly raised his arm.

As his arm was raised, the archers of the Cao army, who had already formed a formation, put their arrows on the bowstring.

However, the archers did not open their bowstrings to aim at Zhang Yang's army, which was fighting with the cavalry.

The battlefield of the battle was still far away from the hillside, and even if the archers fired arrows, they would not be able to shoot Zhang Yangjun.

All the archers of the Cao army were holding longbows, the tips of their arrows pointed diagonally at the ground, and their eyes were nervously staring at the battlefield where they were fighting.

Li Dian led the cavalry of the Cao army to kill and retreat, but Zhang Yangjun bit them tightly and did not give them the opportunity to retreat quickly, and the cavalry had even begun to detour from the flanks to outflank the retreat of the Cao army.

As a result, Li Dian and the cavalry led by him fell into a more urgent crisis, but the distance from the hillside was getting closer and closer.

One by one, the soldiers of both sides fell, and the battlefield was full of ownerless war horses, and on the road passed by the two sides, a broken corpse fell quietly to the ground, and occasionally one or two seriously injured and immobile soldiers of the Zhang Yang Army could be seen howling or groaning miserably.

The reason why there were no seriously injured Cao troops in the places where the two sides passed was entirely because once the Cao army dropped their horses, they would immediately be attacked by dozens of short spears, piercing them into a sieve.

The shouts and killings made by the two sides when they were fighting could gradually reach Xiahoudun's ears.

The shouting and killing bursts, from far to near, gradually turned from hazy to clear.

Silently listening to the shouts of killing, looking at the two armies that were slaughtered, Xiahou frowned, and only hoped that Li Dian would quickly lead the cavalry to retreat to the range of the archers.

Wielding a spear, Li Dian couldn't remember how many Zhang Yangjun he had killed.

The armor and battle robe on his body had been soaked with blood, and even on his arm, he was stabbed by Zhang Yangjun.

There was a sharp pain in the injured arm, but Li Dian did not dare to slack off at all, while shouting loudly, letting the soldiers rush to kill, while enduring the severe pain in the arm, brandishing a spear and rushing towards the outside of Zhang Yangjun's encirclement.

"Archer!" Finally, the cavalry of the Cao army led by Li Dian led the battlefield to the place where the arrows of the Cao army archers could reach on the hillside, and in the Cao army array, an officer immediately shouted.

As soon as the officer's shout fell, the archers of the Cao army, who had already put their arrows on the bowstring, raised their longbows one after another, and one by one aimed their feathered arrows at the two teams that were fighting.

Guo Jia's strategy was to let the Cao cavalry lead Zhang Yang's army within the range of the archers, and at the expense of the cavalry, the archers would shoot the enemy in a large area.

When Zhang Yang's army suffered heavy losses under the bow and arrow shooting, the Cao army's heavy infantry took advantage of the situation to rush out, and the outcome of this battle was basically a conclusion.

To make this strategy, Guo Jia also had two considerations.

On the one hand, Zhang Yangjun bit the cavalry, so that the cavalry that launched the attack first could easily be completely extinguished by the arrows of their own archers.

On the other hand, Zhang Yangjun found that the Cao army archers had the intention of shooting them, and the encirclement of the cavalry was a little lax, if this happened, not only would Zhang Yangjun suffer heavy losses, but at least more than half of the Cao army's cavalry would be able to return to the hillside alive.

Standing in the middle army, watching the army pursue the Cao cavalry, and the Cao cavalry had already been surrounded, Zhang Yang showed a smug look on his face.

Just when he was full of pride, just waiting for the army to completely annihilate the cavalry of the Cao army, a partial general who was in charge of protecting him in the Chinese army raised his hand and pointed to the hillside where the main force of the Cao army was talking and shouted to Zhang Yang: "General, the Cao army seems to be intending to shoot our army!" ”

The shouts of the partial general made Zhang Yang stunned.

Looking at the hillside where the Cao army was arrayed, from a distance, he really saw that the main force of the Cao army did not plan to go down the mountain to help, but had a big phalanx in front of the main force.

The storage of the phalanx immediately convinced Zhang Yang of the general's statement in his heart, and hurriedly said to the general: "Order the army, retreat immediately!" ”

After receiving the flamboyant order, the general waved his hand behind him.

Two musicians on horseback, holding horns in their hands, saw the gesture of the general, hurriedly put the horns to their mouths, puffed out their cheeks and blew.

The low sound of bull's horns sounded in the wilderness, drifting towards the battlefield where the two sides were shouting and fighting.

Seeing that he was about to achieve the final victory, he suddenly heard the sound of the horn that meant the withdrawal of the army, and the soldiers of Zhang Yang's army on the battlefield were all stunned, not knowing what Zhang Yang was going to do.

Although they did not understand Zhang Yang's intentions, the soldiers knew that on the battlefield, they could not disobey the will of the commander.

The encirclement is getting thinner and thinner, and it is almost overwhelmed, and when he finds that Zhang Yangjun has begun to retreat, Li Dian's heart is tight, and after overturning a Zhang Yangjun cavalry, he raised his eyes and looked at the hillside.

The hillside is already very close, and the archers can definitely shoot Zhang Yangjun effectively as long as they shoot arrows.

But the archers of the Cao army didn't seem to have the intention of firing arrows at all, and just waited silently in formation.

Seeing this scene, Li Dian knew in his heart that Xiahoudun must not be able to bear to shoot them as well, so he delayed the time for the archers to launch arrows.

Guessing Xiahoudun's thoughts, Li Dian shouted: "Soldiers, go out with so!" ”

As Li Dian burst into a shout, all the cavalry of the Cao army also shouted.

The encirclement of Zhang Yang's army was already very thin, and the cavalry of the Cao army really came out of the encirclement under the struggle to kill.

The cavalry galloped and saw that they were about to reach the foot of the hillside.

Li Dian on horseback galloped while shouting to Xiahoudun on the hillside: "General Xiahou, if you don't fight at this time, when will you stay?" ”

Although Li Dian's voice was very small, Xiahoudun vaguely heard it, raised his arm, pressed down violently, and shouted: "Archer, release the arrow!" ”

Xiahoudun gave an order, and the officer commanding the archers drew his long sword, slashed it downward, and shouted: "Release the arrow!" ”

Those who had been waiting for a long time were a little anxious, and almost at the same time as the officer split his long sword and gave the command to release the arrow, the archers of the Cao army on the hillside released their fingers that were tightening the bowstring.

There were bursts of bowstrings, and arrows flew like swarms of locusts towards the retreating Zhang Yang army.

The cavalry of the Zhang Yang Army, because of the strength of the war horses, before the archers of the Cao Army could release their arrows, they had already withdrawn from the range of the arrows.

It was the heavy infantry who ran on two legs that suffered.

Without war horses, their speed could not be compared with that of cavalry, and the heavy armor and blades made it impossible for them to run too fast.

If you face the enemy head-on, you can still hold the shield in front of you and block the enemy's arrows.

But the problem is that when the archers of the Cao army fired arrows, they all ran with their backs to the hillside, and few of them would think of defending the rear.

The arrows that covered the sky flew into the running Zhang Yang army, and one by one the soldiers of the Zhang Yang army were shot by the arrows and fell into the dust, leaving them permanently in the land where they had fought.

The archers of the Cao army did not shoot only one arrow, as soon as they launched an arrow, they would immediately take another feather arrow and shoot it at Zhang Yangjun.

All of a sudden, above Zhang Yangjun's head, there were sharp arrows flying all over the sky that demanded their lives.