Wu Fuzhi almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He was only paying attention to the battle situation in front, but did not see the drastic changes in the rear. He didn't even know who the person who shot out of the smoke was, it was Meng Longfu.
A disappearing cavalry, or some other kind of soldiers and horses. I have always heard that Liu Yu is like a god with his troops, and his military skills are not even inferior to his brave fighting power. I still don't think so. When I saw it today, I finally felt what it means to be completely suppressed.
fear.
Wu Fuzhi quickly made a decision. His back was cut off, and in the smoke and dust, the enemy's situation was unknown. If he tried to attack again, he would be dead. But Liu Yu in the front charged like a tiger, and he would be dead if he tried to counterattack.
The only way out is in the south, which is probably the only place that has not been attacked by the enemy.
He quickly turned the horse's head and ran towards the south, turning a 90-degree angle. The sergeants following him also followed him and turned to the south.
In Jiangcheng's camp, on the sentry tower at the gate of the camp, Huangfu Fu and Hu Fan stood side by side. Hu Fan's eyes were as wide as bells, he shook his head in disbelief, and murmured: "It's amazing, it's amazing."
Now that he is strong, we can see clearly that Liu Yu's soldiers and horses did not exceed two thousand, but they were able to encircle them from all sides, which even ten thousand elites could not achieve. No matter it was the horse archers in the forest,
Or the frontal Eight Ox Crossbow counterattack, both are perfect, Lao Wu has done everything he can do, if I were in Lao Wu's position, I'm afraid there will be no different results."
Huangfu Fu suddenly laughed: "But so what, even if Liu Yu conjures up a flower, he only has two thousand troops, so he has to play all kinds of tricks. Lao Wu used his whole army to try out
Liu Yu's game is worth his weight in gold. If he can escape, I will treat him to a drink."
Hu Fan frowned: "Aren't you going to rescue Lao Wu?"
Huangfu Fu's eyes flashed coldly: "If we want to save him, we have to give up our ambush at Luoluo Bridge. The plan remains unchanged. We still pretend to be in retreat. We also give up Jiang Cheng's camp, and then attract
Liu Yu attacks Luoluo Bridge. Only there can we have the possibility of turning defeat into victory. You have also seen Liu Yu's ability. Even if we go out now and fight head-on, what chance do we have of winning?"
Hu Fan gritted his teeth: "But Old Wu..."
Huangfu Fu said coldly: "Huzi, this is a battlefield, not a time to be impulsive. Even if we use all our troops, we may not be able to save Lao Wu. Moreover, the three hundred Beifu Army cavalry went out and made a big circle.
, I don’t know where it is now. If they go back to Luoluo Bridge at this time and surround us, it will be troublesome. The plan remains unchanged. Send more than a hundred riders out to rescue Lao Wu, think about it, and then retreat.
Return to the camp, burn the camp and run away, leading the Jingba people to pursue you."
Hu Fan sighed: "What if Liu Yu doesn't come to chase him? Wouldn't Old Wu's death be in vain?"
Huangfu Fu shook his head: "He asked for this. If he wants to be greedy for credit and advance rashly, he will have to bear such losses. If Liu Yu doesn't come, we will defend the bridge and all Liu Yu's tricks will be lost."
At the very least, we have 7,000 elite soldiers guarding a single-plank bridge, and we don’t have the confidence to do so?"
Hu Fan nodded, Huangfu turned around and went down from the sentry tower without looking back. Hu Fan turned back and took one last look at the battlefield that had entered hunting mode, curled his lips and murmured: "Old Wu
, wish yourself good luck."
Wu Fuzhi was lying on the back of his horse, with bows and arrows constantly passing over his head or sides and back. The smoke and dust, like maggots attached to bones, kept chasing him more than a hundred steps to the north.
A hail of arrows struck, and a group of sergeants who were fleeing behind him were about to fall. The number of more than a thousand sergeants who were fleeing with him was now less than five hundred. Along the way to escape, there were corpses lying for miles.
Death pillow book.
Finally, three gates of Jiang Cheng's camp were opened at the same time. More than 300 horsemen rushed out of the camp gate, making noisy noises and rushed to the direction of the smoke in the north. The leader was a man with a black face and a long beard, holding a big bow, riding a horse.
Riding the horse, it was Hu Fan. As he rushed, he shouted: "Old Wu, don't panic, Hu Fan is here, come closer to me!"
A strong whistling sound resounded from the smoke and dust. Meng Longfu led the way, equipped with armor and cavalry, waving a three-pointed two-sided halberd. While charging, he shouted: "The fierce dragon is here, Hu Fan will die."
!”
Following him, there were more than two hundred cavalrymen, all of whom were tall and strong horses. Sitting on them were fierce cavalry warriors, waving machetes, axes and other long weapons, pointing at the people who had just rushed out of the village gate.
Hu Fan's troops rushed over.
A trace of fear flashed across Hu Fan's face. He quickly turned his horse around and fled towards the village, shouting: "No, there is an ambush. Retreat quickly, retreat quickly!"
The more than 300 Chu troops who had just left the stronghold were so frightened that they retreated into the stronghold. In the smoke and dust, more than 200 horsemen rushed out, but this time they were riding pack horses and holding big bows in their hands.
The horses fired continuously and rained arrows, hitting several Chu army sergeants who were about to close the village gate and fell to the ground in an instant. However, those Chu soldiers who had just retreated into the village dared to look back and fled directly to the back.
Go, smoke and dust are everywhere in the stronghold, and the voice of Jingzhou accent echoes in the whole stronghold: "Abandon the stronghold, retreat, quickly, retreat quickly!"
Wu Fuzhi took advantage of the moment when Meng Longfu and others forced Hu Fan back, and finally found a glimmer of hope. The chasing horse, which was like a maggot attached to the bone, finally disappeared. He looked back behind him, but was surprised to find,
Those who were still following me were no longer fifty steps away. The road from Jurongyuan to here, a distance of about ten miles, was already covered with corpses from our side. The only ones who were still standing here alive were the ones behind me.
Of these people, some were scattered in all directions, some were running away, some were kneeling down to beg for mercy, and all over the mountains and plains were Beifu soldiers who were chasing and killing their own fleeing soldiers.
Liu Yu's voice suddenly sounded coldly from the side: "Wu Fuzhi, long time no see."
Wu Fuzhi suddenly turned around, only to see Liu Yu and more than a hundred riders, riding tall horses, more than fifty steps behind him. At this moment, Liu Yu looked calm, and there was blood on his dragon-slaying knife.
However, there was no gap in the flow trough, and it was unknown how many people he had killed along the way. Liu Yi, He Wuji, Xiang Jing and other generals of the Beifu Army followed Liu Yu and looked at Wu
Fu Zhi's eyes were like a tiger looking at its dying prey.
Wu Fuzhi's blood suddenly surged, he turned his horse's head and shouted at Liu Yu: "Liu Yu, you have the guts to fight to the death!"