On weekdays, the sky turns white, and a red sun slowly rises.

Halfway up the rugged and towering mountainside, Zhao Yun was washing the stains on his beloved steed, and after a long day's work, he took out the fine grass mixed with meat foam from the bag.

Horses may seem to be vegetarians, but they actually need an occasional protein supplement, and they will eat meat to keep them energized, but only in small amounts.

The special habit of war horses was discovered by the nomads in the north, or by the Han cavalry in the frontier, and thus was also used in warfare.

On weekdays, considering the gastrointestinal function of horses, horses are generally not fed grain and grass mixed with meat foam; But before the emergency battle, it will be fed with a little meat foam, like a stimulant in the future. Keep the horses strong and able to sustain long battles.

Zhao Yun stroked the mane of the war horse and doted on it. After feeding the meat foam and forage, he was fed refined salt to ensure that the war horse would not die suddenly when it exercised vigorously. And the snow-white steed also rubbed Zhao Yun's chest, obviously the relationship between the main pets is deep.

At sunrise, the weather is still quite cold. Huo Jun wrapped in a blanket, looked at the Jiangdong military barracks, glanced at Zhao Yun again, and asked, "Is two hundred cavalry available?" ”

Zhao Yun raised his head to look at Huo Jun and said with a smile: "Last night, no one was timid. The two hundred cavalry were commanded by Zhao Dingfang (Zhao Lie) and Shi Junyi (Shiren). Dingfang, Yun people; Junyi, the old ministry of the lord. These two are both battlefield generals, who are not afraid of death, and their military hearts are available. ”

Shiren belonged to the old department of Liu Bei's old department, and at the age of fifteen, he followed Liu Bei to ask for the yellow scarf, and followed Liu Bei to fight for more than ten years.

Huo Jun glanced at Shiren, who was burly and beckoned the cavalry to prepare for battle seriously, with a somewhat strange expression. How could such a loyal and brave man surrender to Jiangdong more than ten years after the original history, could it be that he enjoyed wealth and wealth, softened his muscles and bones, and was greedy for life and afraid of death?

The morning sun in the east was already erupting, and drums were also resounding in the barracks of the Jiangdong Army.

Zhao Yun's ears moved slightly, and he said: "Zhong Miao, the three-way drum has sounded, and Sun Quan will send troops!" ”

"Hmm!"

Looking from the southeast to the northeast, the morning light does not obstruct the eye. In Huo Jun's field of vision, the Jiangdong Army with a scale of 10,000 people appeared in front of him.

Dense as ants, the footmen kept emerging from the various camps, and soon there was another team, as if there was no end. Slowly moving forward, the spear halberd was held high like a forest. Between the ups and downs of their steps, the military flag rolled with it, like a dense cloud covering the sun, which was magnificent.

If you look closely, you can see that although the military formation is huge, the queues are chaotic and staggered, and it is difficult to say that they are like arms and fingers. This is the shortcoming of Jiangdong's soldiers and horses, as the commander of the army, Sun Quan, is not good at commanding the army, and it is quite difficult for the army to be dispatched.

Compared to the vastness of the footmen, the cavalry was small in number, and they walked through the holes in the ranks of the sergeants, and the different costumes on their bodies indicated that they came from different generals.

This is the disadvantage of the tribal awarding system, a unit composed of private soldiers of different generals does not have the ability to act in unity as a large army. When Sun Ce was alive, with his outstanding military ability, he was able to cover up these problems. However, when it was Sun Quan's turn, due to his own lack of tactical quality, it was also difficult for a unit of this nature to be true if he wanted to wave his fingers.

In the center of the march of the army, a gorgeous canopy stood in the air, and the 'Sun' Daxu fluttered in the wind, and the left and right sides were full of attendants.

However, Huo Jun, who lives on the Hao Mountain, is too far away, even if he squints and tries his best to identify, it is difficult to confirm whether it is Sun Quan under the cover. However, according to the civil and military soldiers on his left and right, as well as the huge banner on his side, he vaguely recognized that Sun Quan himself might be under the cover.

Huo Jun roughly estimated that it was not the 30,000 people that Qin Song said, but the 10,000 people reported by the scout yesterday, and he couldn't help but make up his mind in his heart.

Turning his head to look at Zhao Yun, Huo Jun asked, "What does Zilong think Jiangdong soldiers and horses are, can they make the cavalry attack?" ”

Zhao Yun held the reins, condescending, and saw Sun Quan's troops at a glance, observed for a long time, and replied: "The morale is very high, but the various departments are disorderly, and the military formation is difficult to say. If you send cavalry to attack it, when its army is dispatched, lead the elite cavalry into battle. ”

After a little silence, Zhao Yun said, "You can wait for one or two for the time being." ”

Listening to Zhao Yun's answer, Huo Jun bowed slightly, choosing to agree with Zhao Yun's opinion. If the cavalry is concerned, Zhao Yun's level does not know how many streets Huo Jun has, and Huo Jun must recognize Zhao Yun in this regard.

On the field, Sun Quan propped his hands on the railing, looked at Peng Zecheng, and ordered: "Stop the army and line up." ”

"Where's the table?"

"In!"

"Go and call that Huo Jun to surrender the city, if you don't obey, on the day the city is broken, the chickens and dogs will not stay." Sun Quan said coldly.

"No!"

After finishing the order, Qin Song rode out in a carriage and drove towards Peng Zecheng. The Jiangdong Army, under the operation of Sun Quan, also began to line up. Sun Quan, who commanded 10,000 people for the first time, was quite excited, and with the help of Zhu Zhi, he began to command the military formation.

At this time, Zhao Yun, who was halfway up the mountainside, kept the formation of the Jiangdong Army on the field in mind, closed his eyes and closed his eyes, and the trajectory line of its entry into the formation emerged, and constantly changed, which had been formed in his mind.

Zhao Yun clenched his lance, inhaled deeply, exhaled deeply, and said, "Yun Xia Mountain, wait for Zhong Miao to give an order!" ”

"Yes!" Huo Jun said: "Listen to Jun's horn! ”

"No!"

After Zhao Yun and Huo Jun nodded, they wore Mingguang armor and held a long lance in their hands, leading the white horse down the mountain.

Mingguang armor has been in the Three Kingdoms since then, and its large-scale entry into the army was still in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and it reached its peak in the Sui and Tang dynasties.

Qin Song drove to Pengze City in a car and shouted loudly: "Where is General Huo, the Lord has ordered you to surrender quickly, otherwise there will be no chickens and dogs left under the army." ”

At the head of the city, Huo Du propped himself up on the women's wall, laughed and said: "My general said that Sun Quan can't conquer Pengze City, why should I surrender!" ”

"What?"

Qin Song was furious and shouted, "Huo Jun, don't forget what you said last night, are you really not afraid of an army of 30,000?" ”

"Woo~"

When Huo Du was about to scold back, a thick horn sound came from the vast mountain.

Huo Du glanced at the swaying trees at the foot of the mighty mountain, laughed and said, "Mr. Qin looks back, my general invites you to watch a big show!" ”

Qin Song subconsciously looked for prestige, and saw that at the foot of the vast mountain three or four miles away from the military formation, a group of horsemen came from galloping, with great momentum, rushing like thunder, and killing the team of three hundred people who were ready to arrange antlers at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing this, Qin Song gasped, his face shocked.

At the same time, Sun Quanzhongjun also discovered the traces of Zhao Yun's iron cavalry.

The attendant Gu Li heard the sound of the horn sounding on the Haoshan, looked at it, and shouted in a lost voice: "My lord, there are horsemen in the Haoshan to kill!" ”

Without waiting for Gu Li to finish speaking, Sun Quan looked fixedly, only to see that the cavalry was facing the Shangling Command, and he led his headquarters to the foot of the mountain.

Sun Quan exhaled nervously and said, "Although the public performance is young, it is quite brave. Its troops are brave and good at fighting, if they are in formation, but they can be entangled with the enemy cavalry one or two, and then Song Borang (Song Qian) is a thousand people, when the enemy can be stopped. ”

However, how could the truth be as he wished, and the next scene made Sun Quan's heart hang.

The cavalry led by Zhao Yun came too fast and fiercely, and two hundred horsemen galloped from three or four miles away, as fast as a thunderbolt of lightning. In a few breaths, when Ling Tong's department was panicked and confused, but there was no time to react, he forced himself into a queue of three hundred people.

"Not good!" Sun Quan shouted anxiously: "Public performance is in danger!" ”

Zhao Yun waved the spear in his hand, opened the spear in front of him, and with the impact of the war horse, the sharp lance slammed straight into the chest of the Ling clan. Then he took a step forward and walked away with a backhand.

Ling Tong, who was in the middle of the formation and shouted that everyone was arrayed, saw that there were so many casualties in the army, roared angrily, and rode his horse and gun to fight.

Zhao Yun obviously didn't have much interest in this fifteen-year-old kid, so he waved his lance to block it.

This made Ling Tong's hands numb, his mouth was dry, and he couldn't grasp the spear for a while, and let him fly away. And Zhao Yun didn't have any effect, and the long lance stabbed over.

The tip of the lance brought up a flash of blood light, and Ling Tong snorted and fell off his horse. However, Zhao Yun's move was still dodged by him, leaving a long wound on his immature face, blood dripping down, and the flesh and blood were blurred. After all, at the age of fifteen, he had a quick reflex ability, and he dodged urgently to save his life.

In the blink of an eye, two hundred horsemen entered the battle, spears like a forest, stabbing in unison, blood flying, horses trampling, this army of good at fighting and water warfare was chiseled through by the cavalry.

Ling Tong fell to the ground, looking at the white horse and silver armor general, closing his eyes and gasping for breath. I don't know if I was glad that I escaped the catastrophe, or if I was lamenting the bravery of that man.

And Zhao Yun still led the cavalry team straight forward!