Although Zhao Yun's encirclement had been formed, Wang Wei was unstoppable. He led his elite troops and launched a frantic charge.
For a while, the scene actually came to a stalemate.[
However, when there was such an outbreak, there was always time to rest. Zhao Yun adopted the strategy of retreating first, encircling the enemy and fighting wide. Whenever Wang Wei attacked with force, Zhao Yun ordered his soldiers to retreat.
In this way, the physical strength of Wang Wei and others was consumed.
Finally, the physical strength of Wang Wei and others began to decline significantly. Zhao Yun seized the opportunity, and when Wang Wei led his troops to charge forward again, he fiercely ordered: "Come forward and capture Wang Wei alive."
"kill."
The soldiers who had been waiting for a long time roared loudly and rushed forward.
Due to physical and mental exhaustion, Wang Wei was violently thrown to the ground by a soldier who rushed towards him. Just as Wang Wei struggled to stand up, more soldiers rushed towards him.
He pushed Wang Wei to the ground.
Wang Wei was also strong, no longer struggling or insulting. He just fell to the ground very calmly.
Seeing that Wang Wei was crushed to the ground, the elite soldiers under his tent suddenly lost their spiritual support and put down their weapons one after another, waiting for defeat.
After Zhao Yun saw this situation, he ordered: "Leave two hundred people to guard this group of people, and the rest dispersed to gather the remaining soldiers of Zhang Yun's army."
The capture of the camp does not mean the end of the war, nor does it mean the results of the war have been achieved. If a war is not a deadly battle, there will be prisoners.
How to cast the net as wide as possible and collect the most prisoners is the most important thing.
Otherwise, once all the soldiers in this battalion escape and return to the south one after another, this war will be in vain.
"Promise." Army Sima agreed and immediately led most of the troops to disperse.
"Take General Wang and them and follow me back to the city." At this time, Wang Wei had been tied up by the soldiers and remained silent. Zhao Yun ordered with a smile.
"Promise." A military lord agreed, taking Wang Wei and the elite soldiers under Wang Wei's tent, and returned to the city with Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun returned to the city for two purposes. One was to find soldiers who still had strength in the city and help gather them together. In addition, he also wanted to send fast horses to Xinye to report to Liu Feng that they had won a great victory.
This battle was their dialogue with Liu Biao, and they had a foothold on Jingchu.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yun's heart was filled with joy.[
Soon, Zhao Yun and others returned to the south gate of Fancheng. At this moment, the city gate was wide open, and Yi Ji led some soldiers to come out to greet Zhao Yun.
As early as when Zhang Yun's camp was in chaos, Yi Ji had already led his troops out. He had been waiting for a long time.
"Congratulations to Zilong for returning victoriously." Yi Ji raised his fist and said to Zhao Yun. The soldiers beside him also looked at Zhao Yun with admiration and broke the camp. This was what they saw with their own eyes.
Four thousand elite soldiers defeated tens of thousands of Jingzhou soldiers.
"Thank you, Uncle Ji." Zhao Yun turned over and dismounted and returned the courtesy. Because now is not the time for greetings, Zhao Yun immediately said: "I captured Liu Biao's general Wang Wei alive. This man is quite extraordinary. Please take care of Uncle Ji. In addition,
, and also captured a group of soldiers and handed them over to Uncle Ji."
"By the way, let's set off with the fast horses as well. Let's go to Xinye to report the news."
"It's all your job, Zilong, don't worry." Yi Ji said with a smile when he heard this.