Zhang Nan and Jiao Touch marched swaggeringly on the coastal road with an army of 30,000 people, and the speed was very slow.

First, because it is the rainy season, the coastal road is rugged and muddy, and it is difficult to travel; Second, they haven't forgotten that the purpose of their trip was originally to make a suspicious gesture to attract the attention of the Wuhuan army.

This trick worked very well, even if it was a simple sound, he didn't see it.

Of course, this can't be said to be completely because he doesn't know the art of war, it's really hard for him to imagine that anyone would go to that no-man's land that has been abandoned for 200 years.

Therefore, after getting the first-hand information, Bandun immediately sent Su Suyan, the king of Qiao, and Wuyan, the king of Khanlu, to lead an army of 30,000 tribes to Jieshi to resist the Lu army.

After Qiu Liju's death, he was the position that Bandun took over, and the two of them, King Sumuyan and King Wuyan of Khanlu, both led more than 800 of their respective tribes, and they could pull out tens of thousands of people to fight at any time, which shows the importance that Bandun attached to the fight against the Lu army.

On the other hand, Zhao Yun's 10,000-strong detachment, under the leadership of Tian Chou, overcame thorns and thorns, built damaged plank roads, even if they traveled lightly, they walked for 37 days before they successfully crossed the Yanshan Mountain Range, passed through the desert of Mobei and returned to the mountains to the border of Youbeiping.

Although their actions were concealed enough, they couldn't stand the nomadic habits of Wuhuan, and there were nearly two hundred miles away from Liucheng, so they learned of their movements.

At this time, it scared Badun enough, you must know that the 30,000 troops of Su Muyan, the king of the cliff, and Wuyan, the king of Khanlu, are seven hundred miles away, and the mountain roads are rugged, even if they send fast horses to ask for help, when they come back, this Liucheng is estimated to have been broken three times.

Damn Lu Jun, how could he suddenly appear in Pinggang City, more than two hundred miles away, I can't understand it, I can't understand it!

When he knew that there were only 1,500 riders, he couldn't help but laugh at himself in his heart.

Maybe there are more than 1,500 people coming from the Lu army, but there are only so many of his forwards, as long as he eats this wave of forward troops, the morale of the Chinese army will be greatly damaged, so go back wherever he comes from.

Although Su Muyan, the king of Qiao, and Wuyan, the king of Khanlu, took away 30,000 Liucheng troops, the advantages of the Wuhuan social system were reflected at this moment, they had many tribes, and they only needed to immediately gather a group of young and strong people from each tribe, and they could form a 10,000-strong cavalry without much effort, and each of them was fierce.

Anyway, they were still far away from him, and Badun immediately took action.

After all, it is Wuhuan Shan Yu, and the appeal is still very strong, just one order, three or four thousand people rushed over that day, and all the cavalry, or with bows and crossbows, or spears.

And the convergence continued, and by the next morning, there were more than 8,000 people, plus their own personal guards, the army was 12,000 people.

It stands to reason that the best choice at this time is to wait for work, ambush around Liucheng, and wait for the Lu army to appear before they can be caught off guard by surprise.

But Wuhuan never knew what the art of war was, and only knew that life and death were downplayed, and he would do it if he was not satisfied, so he rushed towards Pinggang City with 12,000 people.

In the end, it was like the wheel of history, blocking the Lu army at the foot of the White Wolf Mountain.

On the mountainside of White Wolf Mountain, looking at the Wuhuan army below, even Yan Liang and Wen Chou were a little apprehensive, let alone the other cavalry.

Even if they all followed Lu Bu's bloody wrestling from Bingzhou to Guanzhong, from Puyang to Xuzhou, and even killed a circle of Bingzhou wolf riders in half of the Han Dynasty, they couldn't help but swallow saliva at this moment.

The situation is very bad, his own side is just 1,500 horsemen, and Wuhuan is not less than 10,000 horsemen, holding either spears or bows and crossbows, and the disparity between the strength of the enemy and us is too great.

Moreover, the other side is prepared to fight, and their own Chinese army is still behind, only the forward 1,500 cavalry is surrounded by the White Wolf Mountain, which can be said to be isolated and unable to fight for a long time, and it is reasonable for the military spirit to be turbulent.

"Brother, Master Hou miscalculated this time, there are not many Wuhuan troops who want to come to Zhang Nan and Jiao Touch!" Yan Liang said with a frown.

Wen Chou was silent, only carefully observing the situation under the mountain, as if looking for an opportunity.

At present, in addition to being full of favors in the Chinese army, Guo Huai and Hao Zhao, who had just entered the Lu camp, also followed in the forward camp.

If Guo Huai followed his father to fight with Xianbei and the Xiongnu at the Yanmen Pass, and he was still able to stabilize himself in the face of this disparity, but Hao Zhao, as a fledgling general, was able to be calm, which made Yan Liang a little surprised, it seems that he didn't choose the wrong person this time.

"It's not that Yunwen miscalculated, you don't know, I had a battle with Wuhuan when I was under General Gongsun in the past, and I know their habits quite well."

Zhao Yun looked at the mountain and said: "In addition to following the royal army around Badun, Wuhuan gathers young men from various tribes when he goes south to plunder, and each of them has a leader, called 'Lord', as long as the lord gives an edict, he can gather hundreds or even thousands of cavalry.

I guess that the Wang Tingjun around Badun should have been attracted by Zhang Nan and them, and these in front of him are eighty percent of the soldiers and horses that Badun gathered from various tribes, you see, although they are numerous, they have no military appearance at all. ”

Listening to Zhao Yun's analysis, everyone felt that there was some truth again.

"However, the disparity between the enemy and our forces is huge, and the only way to break it is to capture the flag by cutting the general, and capturing the king first by capturing the thief." After careful observation, Wen Chou came to this conclusion.

The Wuhuan under the mountain, all the cavalry, although the army is not in order, but the number is there, plus the Wuhuan is good at fighting, it is almost impossible to break through their army formation head-on and cause a rout.

Even if the elite is like a wolf rider, if it is hedged head-on with these 10,000 riders, it will be eaten by the other party in less than five rounds.

"That's Badun, isn't it?"

Yan Liang pointed to a man riding a war horse, burly, wearing tiger skin, fat face, beard, and holding a spear in his hand, in the depths of the army, "It's too far to rush through, you see, there are seven or eight thousand people in front of him, and there are two or three thousand people beside him, how can this rush over!" ”

Not to mention Yan Liang, even Zhao Yun, who came and went freely among the thousands of Cao troops under Xiao Guan, felt that he really couldn't get close.

After all, this wave of Wuhuan troops in front of them can use spears in close combat, and cavalry shooting when they are far away, and once they rush into the formation, they may even lose their way.

At the foot of the mountain, the cavalry of Wuhuan was shouting, the horns were sounding one after another, and they were muttering some unintelligible words, which were obviously not good words.

But it didn't seem to be ready to rush up the mountain, after all, the cavalry thing needs to gallop in the wilderness to be effective.

The problem is that they desperately need to come up with a way to break the game.

In terms of state of mind, not to mention Zhao Zilong, who is full of courage, even Yan Liangwen Chou, Guo Huai and Hao Zhao are not afraid, but this is not a place for individuals to be strong, they are here with a mission, not only to protect the group of cavalry under their hands, but more importantly, to defeat this Wuhuan cavalry, occupy Liucheng and finally join up with Zhang Nan and Jiao's 30,000 army, so as to completely take over the Wuhuan of the three counties.

"Zilong, if Yan Liang and I lead a thousand horsemen to rush into the enemy formation to attract attention, and lead five hundred horsemen to kill Badun from the flank, as long as Badun is killed, the enemy army will be chaotic!" Wen Chou gave his opinion.

"No, it's too risky."

Zhao Yun shook his head, "Even if you brothers join forces, I'm afraid you won't be able to last long with only a thousand horses." ”

The messy military formation proves that they do not understand the art of war; These Wuhuan cavalry came from different tribes, which means that the order could not be stationary.

After carefully observing the Wuhuan cavalry, and analyzing it in his heart, Zhao Yun had an idea.

That is, all the cavalry of Wuhuan must be mobilized, let them out of the control of Bang Dun, and when the flaws are finally revealed, they will be killed with one more blow!

After agreeing on a plan with a few people, Zhao Yun did not take action immediately, but turned around to face the 1,500 wolf riders.

In fact, this so-called Bingzhou wolf cavalry is not exactly the cavalry that Lu Bu brought out from Bingzhou.

In the past few years, nearly half of the people killed in the battle have been killed, and some people have been selected from the elites of each department and the soldiers of the northern country to replenish.

The oath before the war is still necessary.

"Brethren!"

Zhao Yun held the bright silver spear in one hand and the reins in the other, sitting on the jade lion, the white cloak hunting, "There are more than 10,000 Wuhuan cavalry below, and the disparity between the enemy and my strength in this battle is huge, but no matter how big this disparity is, is it bigger than Zhang Wenyuan's 800 against 30,000 under Guangling City in the past?"

Wen Yuan was a true hero, breaking through Sun Quan's 30,000 Jiangdong Army with 800 elite soldiers, and beheading Sun Quan.

Today, here, at the foot of the White Wolf Mountain, Yun is fortunate to work with you to make the miracle under Guangling City reappear, 1,500 cavalry, not only to defeat these more than 10,000 Wuhuan, but also to behead Badun, you are willing to fight with me! ”

"I'm willing! Willing! Willing! ”

Whether it is the savior under the city of Xiaoguan, or the prestige on Taihang Mountain, and the beheading of Xiahoudun, Zhao Yun has gradually grown from the identity of a military general in the army to a commander, at least a little bit of edges and corners.

Therefore, his words were not as cohesive as Lu Bu, Lin Mo and Zhang Liao in the army, and they gave great encouragement to the soldiers.

Moreover, even if Lin Mo used his soldiers like a god, even his opponent Cao Cao couldn't help but praise the existence of one person who could be a million troops, but the hearts of the soldiers seemed to have more impact on the battle of Liaoshen 800 and 30,000.

Today, Zhao Yun wants to repeat the myths of the past, which can be regarded as completely stirring up the blood in the hearts of the soldiers.

"Let's go!" Seeing that the momentum was rising, Wen Chou shouted, and rushed down the mountain with six hundred cavalry with Yan Liang each.

Their soldiers were divided into two routes, Guo Huai and Hao Zhao went their own way, like two sharp arrows shooting out.

At the foot of the mountain, the cavalry was surrounded in the rear, and he was a little shocked when he saw this scene, and he was thinking about how to force the people on the mountain down, why did the other party dare to charge in the opposite direction.

Why, the lives of the Han people are really so worthless, right?

"Shoot the arrows!" Seeing that the distance was approaching, the 'adults' at the forefront of the part began to call for strength.

Wuhuan, Xianbei, Qiang, Xiongnu are all known as the people on horseback, skilled in bowing horses since childhood, even on galloping horses can shoot arrows, let alone now in a stationary state.

Fifty paces away, the arrows poured down, forcing Yan Liangwen and Chou's two teams of cavalry to dodge in a serpentine position.

This is one of the great advantages of the Wuhuan military system, they can send orders to the 'adults' of the tribes at any time, so that they can gather their troops and horses to converge, and when they fight, they can command their tribes skillfully, and they don't even need to worry about it.

This feeling has a little bit of a taste of sitting back and enjoying it.

Two rounds of arrows rained down, although Lu Jun was already extremely careful in his position, and he couldn't stand the arrows flying like rain, he was still shot over dozens of horses.

However, it can be regarded as a close opportunity for them, Yan Liangwen Chou led hundreds of cavalry behind him like a dragon head.

As for the Wuhuan army, the reaction was also extremely fast, but seeing that they were closer and the arrows could not be used, the cavalry with spears behind them pressed up and hedged against them.

Yan Liang, who was the first, waved the golden-backed knife, and after cutting the cavalry from the bottom to the top, the long knife pushed it and pierced another Wuhuan cavalryman.

Behind him, more than 500 wolf riders waved the spears in their hands, acting like a swift wind, killing the enemy when they saw it, and even not talking about defense, only trying to attack, and there was a posture of exchanging life for life.

"The combat effectiveness of this group of Han troops is good, and even in front of our shamanic warriors, they will not fall behind."

After the two sides fought, it was obvious to the naked eye that it was actually a five-five battle, and Wuhuan was killed, but the cavalry of the Lu army also fell a lot.

However, this result is what Bunton is willing to see, and when he is complacent, there is a strange scene on the battlefield.

It stands to reason that their charging method must have crashed headlong into the encirclement of the Wuhuan army, and at that time, even one person can drown this group of Han troops with a mouthful of foam.

But after breaking through the first formation of cavalry, the two cavalry broke away from contact with the flanks and rushed in the opposite direction of White Wolf Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, there was a fatal problem, some people advocated that the spear cavalry should pursue quickly, and some people advocated that the cavalry archers should quickly release arrows, and the 'adults' of these tribes each issued different battle orders, resulting in the Wuhuan cavalry being a little at a loss, some people wanted to retreat, some people wanted to rush up, just one face, the army was chaotic.

The tribal military system that Badun is proud of is that each tribe can fight its own battles, and he does not need to command them one by one, but when the battle situation is unexpected by everyone, there is a situation of inconsistent command, how can such an army not mess up.

Seeing that the more than 1,000 cavalry on the opposite side were divided into two ways and rushed on the flank, they couldn't find the north with their 10,000-strong army. ”

However, in such a battle circle, the smoke and dust were billowing out, people were shouting and neighing, and the sound of stumbling was directly drowned out.

Of course, it will not be collapsed by Yan Liangwen and Chou, but at least it proves that Zhao Yun's guess is correct.

With such confidence, the two of them fished for the Wuhuan cavalry like flying kites, always keeping a stone's throw away, giving people the feeling of 'I can catch up with them and shoot them immediately'.

So much so that after running back and forth in the battle circle for three times, he had long forgotten all military affairs, and even had the impulse that the battle could be lost, and the cavalry in front of him had to die, and the army was completely mobilized.

At this time, Yan Liangwen and Chou walked away with more than 8,000 black Huan, and there were only more than 2,000 people left around him, and he gritted his teeth angrily and was helpless.

If this was his own Wang Tingjun by his side, he would never be like this.

"Brothers, rush down the mountain with me and take the head of the Badun!" Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhao Yun pulled the reins, and the jade lion jumped high, and ran away after a dive.

Behind him, three hundred wolves rode horses and followed, kicking up billowing smoke and dust.

Although he didn't know much about the art of war in the Central Plains, he still knew what the other side wanted to do, it was nothing more than to attract the army away and then break through the Chinese army.

But just two or three hundred people, isn't it too much to take the warriors of our tribe seriously?

What's more, it was Wang Tingjun who was by his side.

"Warriors, pick up your spears and eat this Han army!"

With an order, more than 2,000 cavalrymen beside him let out a whining ghostly scream, and when they heard the order, they moved and rushed towards Zhao Yun.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Zhao Yun held the silver spear tightly in his right hand, and held the Qingyu sword in his left hand, and rushed into the enemy formation first, but saw that his spear was like a dragon, and the sword light flashed, like a sharp knife directly chiseled through the oncoming cavalry.

Wuhuan's cavalry can also be said to be brave and good at fighting, but Zhao Yun went deep into it alone, using both guns and swords, and no one could get close, only to see blood splashing ink, wailing bursts, and the sound of falling off the horse endlessly.

Zhao Yun wreaked havoc in the army like chopping melons and vegetables, acting recklessly.

This feeling is far happier than when he was under Xiao Guancheng, at least, now, he doesn't need to worry about who to save, but anyone who dares to appear in front of him can be slaughtered.

Three hundred wolf horsemen came over in a wild goose formation, targeting Zhao Yun's torn opening, constantly knocking over the oncoming Wuhuan cavalry.

In the distance, he straightened up in the saddle and tried to see more realistically, but he only saw the smoke and dust billowing and couldn't understand what was going on inside.

By the time he saw it clearly, Zhao Yun had already rushed out covered in blood, and the wolf rider formation behind him was incomplete, thinking that some of it had been damaged.

The normal cavalry hedge is to turn the heads of the horses with each other and then make a second round of charges after the battle.

But Zhao Yun's speed did not decrease, and he rushed straight towards Badun, and for a while, Badun was a little stunned.

"Send to death!" As Wuhuan Shan Yu, who ruled the land of the three counties, Bun Dun was not a soft persimmon, he lifted his spear and took the only five hundred horsemen around him to hedge against Zhao Yun.

He is a bad man, Shan Yu of the Wuhuan tribe, for many years, he has not even been afraid of Gongsun Zan and Yuan Shao, so he is not afraid of a small general.

Right in the middle!

This is what Zhao Yun wants, a face-to-face charge, as long as he cuts off the stubbornness, this battle can be won!

The two sides approached, smoke and dust were everywhere, Zhao Yun only had a moment in his eyes, he put away the Qingyu sword, and when he was a foot away, he exerted his strength with both hands, and the bright silver spear stabbed straight towards Bandun's chest.

His martial arts are not as good as Zhao Yun's, but he can serve as a single Yu in a tribe like Wuhuan that is king with martial arts, and his ability is not bad, so he swung his spear and swung the bright silver spear.

In just a moment, Zhao Yun felt the strange power of the Bright Silver Spear, and the Bright Silver Spear wanted to drag him down from the wrong horse's footsteps with light weight, but he never thought that the strength of the Bright Ton was really amazing, and he could forcibly get rid of the shackles of the Bright Silver Spear.

At the moment of the wrong horse, Zhao Yun leaned back, calculated back the horse pistol, sacrificed the phoenix and nodded, the bright silver spear formed an arc, and the tip of the spear pressed down and stabbed at the back.

As if he had long eyes behind his back, his body also leaned back, and an iron bridge made the bright silver spear pounce into the air.

Oops, once he joins up with that group of cavalry, it will be difficult to kill again!

Zhao Yun supported the saddle with his palm, and under the force, the whole person rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, rode the jade lion upside down, and then held the bright silver spear horizontally, aimed at the back of the man, and threw it suddenly.

On the battlefield full of smoke and dust, the bright silver spear turned into a white practice, but seeing that the body of the man was straight, the war horse slowly stopped, he lowered his head with difficulty, and saw that the tip of the spear penetrated from the back to the chest, and blood dripped down the tip of the spear.

How come.

How can it be

He wanted to turn his head to look at Zhao Yun, he wanted to know how the other party did it.

But the strength of his whole body was constantly passing, and he was unable to support him to continue sitting in the saddle, and fell straight down the horse.

At this moment, the noise on the battlefield stopped abruptly, except for the heavy breathing of the war horse, only a few sounds of front hooves plowing the ground could be heard.

Everyone stared blankly at the Gang Dun on the ground, and Shan Yu, who was regarded by them as invincible, was actually killed in one round?

They were in a daze, Zhao Yun didn't stagnate, he stepped forward and drew back the bright silver spear and slashed it towards the ground, separated his body, and then lifted his head up.

There is no need to shout that the Lord will be dead, and those who descend will not be killed, and they will not understand.

But the more than 100 wolf riders behind him were all shouting excitedly, "Victory!" Win! Win! ”

"Shan Yu is dead. Shan Yu is dead! The Wuhuan cavalry roared in horror, no one thought that this cavalry of less than two hundred people was soft and deceitful, on the contrary, they were even afraid to look at Zhao Yun, and desperately clasped the horse's belly with their legs to flee the scene.

Zhao Yun looked at the stump in his hand, and took a big breath, Yunwen, I did it.

(End of chapter)