Liu Xiang was not afraid of the Yellow Turban Army. Although Cheng Zhiyuan occupied the entire territory of Guangyang, Guangyang was not a border county and there were not many war equipment stored in it. After successive battles, the losses must be considerable.
Cheng Zhiyuan only had a large number of men, but very few iron armor, powerful crossbows, and war horses.
If there was a real fight, he would definitely be able to defeat him, but Liu Xiang didn't want to fight Cheng Zhiyuan head-on. This kind of unnecessary damage should be avoided as much as possible.
The Yellow Turban was not his enemy. From the moment he decided to divide the land, the powerful families of the Han Dynasty were his constant enemies with Liu Xiang. This was an unavoidable contradiction.
Besides, Liu Guan and Zhang from Zhuo County are coming soon. If Cheng Zhiyuan doesn't go south, they will definitely follow Zou Jing north. They will fight life and death, and Liu Xiang will reap the benefits. Isn't it good? Why bother to go ahead for others?
How about fighting Cheng Zhiyuan?
This is not Liu Xiang's style.
It's already late April, just delay it for a while.
I hope Cheng Zhiyuan won't be like Brother Pingtou, who fights everyone he sees.
The dispatched sentinels were running around the four counties, and intelligence was constantly gathered. Liu Xiang's plan was gradually improved in a cycle of formulation and overthrow, overthrow and formulation.
Cheng Zhiyuan was resting in Jixian, and Liu Xiang was training in Anle. The two seemed to be in peace with each other, but in fact they were spying on each other's reality.
Liu Xiang wished he could delay it for a few more days.
He found military veterans who were familiar with Lu County and learned as much as possible about the situation of the Lu County garrison. He wanted to send someone pretending to be a Lu County garrison to Youbeiping to ask for help.
Depending on the reaction of Liu Zheng, the governor of Beiping on the right, we will start the follow-up plan.
Uncle Liu Huang, come quickly.
Liu Guan and Zhang came to attack the Yellow Turbans in Guangyang, and Liu Xiang had a chance to escape and complete his plan.
Time kept passing by in the sound of Liu Xiang's chanting.
Uncle Liu Huang never came, but Cheng Zhiyuan began to send more troops to Changping County, apparently intending to come to Anle to reunite with Liu Xiang.
Cui Yi Yanrou was summoned by Liu Xiang to discuss how to deal with the Yellow Turbans.
Cui Yi knew that Liu Xiang wanted to attack Youbeiping and Liaoxi, but was entangled in the Yellow Turban and couldn't escape, so he said: "They must be given a hard blow, otherwise these thieves will be dishonest."
Yan Rou also said: "The cavalry will bypass Changping and attack the marching team behind them. They will be defenseless. We will leave with one strike and will not give him a chance to fight."
Liu Xiang nodded.
"Okay, according to Ziming's plan, I will go with you, gather three thousand cavalry, and give the Yellow Turbans a hard blow."
Xiaoqi, Huqi, and three battalions of cavalry in the middle camp headed for Changping County with five days of rations and more bows and arrows.
Changping County is more than seventy miles west of Anle County, on the south bank of Yushui River. There is no road connecting the two counties. Liu Xiang and others took a detour to the south, crossed the river downstream of Yushui River, and headed toward Changping along the south bank of the river.
The main roads connecting Ji County are interspersed.
After crossing the river, they hid day and night, sneaking quietly. After two days, they finally arrived fifty miles south of Changping County. This location was easy for them to escape and they could run away after the fight.
All the soldiers hid in the forest to rest, and sent out scouts to find out the news.
In the afternoon, the scouts came to report that the Yellow Turban was found fifteen miles southwest, heading north along the main road.
Liu Xiang couldn't help but sigh that he was so lucky. At this time and at this distance, the Yellow Turban team must have camped and rested in the wild, which was just convenient for a night attack.
"I am God's favorite cub!" Liu Xiang whispered to himself a little proudly.
He ordered his scouts to investigate carefully and not to disturb the Yellow Turbans. He also ordered all the troops to continue to rest and recharge themselves for the big battle.
There were more than 10,000 people in the Yellow Turban team. After marching for another ten miles, they set up camp in a mess on the road, only six or seven miles away from where Liu Xiang was.
They are like fat meat served to your mouth.
It was so easy to get here. Liu Xiang was afraid of a conspiracy, so he sent scouts out for thirty miles. After repeated investigations, he finally gave up his worries.
At three o'clock in the morning, the knights of the third battalion sneaked quietly and reached the vicinity of the Yellow Turban Army's camp.
This camp is in a mess, with no walls or trenches. Tents and randomly built grass nests are scattered everywhere. More people sleep on the ground in the open air. There are some fires lit outside, which should be the sentries on duty at night.
Liu Xiang and others were lurking two miles away from the camp, quietly sorting out their equipment and arranging their formations.
At the beginning of the Mao hour, torches were lit, with Xiaoqi as the arrowhead, the middle base following behind, and Huqi as the tail wing, and they rushed straight to the Yellow Turban camp.
The Yellow Turban Army was unprepared. It was four o'clock in the morning, which was the time when sleep was the sweetest, and few of the Yellow Turban soldiers on duty were awake.
The three thousand cavalrymen rushed into the camp without encountering any obstacles.
Those who were lying on the ground were trampled by war horses, and those who had just stood up were knocked over by spears again. The knights of the third battalion killed people when they saw them, and set fire to tents and grass huts when they saw them. For a while, people screamed and horses neighed, and flames shot into the sky.
The Yellow Turban soldiers who had just woken up could not organize their formation at all, allowing the cavalry to roam freely in the camp.
Cui Yi rushed to the front and led the formation straight towards the Chinese army. At the Chinese army's tent, he bumped into the Yellow Turban general who wanted to gather his troops.
Cui Yi rode his horse forward, exerted force with both hands, and once he closed his long spear, he knocked away the enemy general's weapon. When the two horses were in the stirrup, and he was about to strike again, the spear of the soldier beside him thrust straight into the enemy general's chest and abdomen, and the second spear
Then they stabbed, two spears directly lifted the Yellow Turban general in the air, and the soldiers accelerated their horses, stretched out their hands, or drew their swords, beheading the enemy general before he landed on the ground and hanging it on the victory hook around his waist.
Cui Yi felt happy in his heart. This was the life he wanted. Leading troops and riding horses, killing generals and capturing flags, this is what a man should do.
He laughed wildly and shouted: "Kill one of the enemy generals!"
The soldiers beside him shouted: "The enemy general is dead!"
The knight behind him also shouted: "The enemy general is dead."
The surrounding Yellow Turban soldiers were demoralized and fled in all directions.
Cui Yi did not stop and continued to lead his troops to kill.
Liu Xiang also heard the cry of killing the enemy general, but he couldn't see it. He was surrounded by the guards and moved forward, so he couldn't even touch an enemy.
He didn't want to kill the enemy, so he concentrated on controlling the horse. He had only practiced riding for a short time, and he still couldn't rush the horse at will. As long as he didn't fall off the horse, he could keep up with the speed of the cavalry, and wouldn't drag others down.
good.
Fortunately, the cavalry had been equipped with double stirrups before, and the horses he rode were carefully selected and had a stable character. Liu Xiang was able to gallop along with the cavalry without Liu Xiang having to worry about it.
In this way, Liu Xiang was wrapped in the middle of the cavalry, fought his way into the military camp, fought his way to the center, and fought his way out of the military camp.
The Yellow Turban Army was completely in chaos. Hu Qi broke away from their formation and began to pursue them. Xiao Qi began to slow down and increase their power, observing the Yellow Turban formation. If there was a Yellow Turban formation, they would charge again.
The middle base camp will protect Liu Xiang and stop in the distance. They will serve as a reserve team and continue to kill the enemy when necessary.
By this time, the sky was starting to turn white, and it was almost midnight.
The Yellow Turban Army never organized a resistance formation from beginning to end. This situation was fatal when facing the cavalry.
The battle lasted until 6 o'clock, and the two battalions of Hu Qi and Xiaoqi retreated after chasing for five miles. This time they were not here to fight a battle of annihilation. The more than 10,000 Yellow Turbans left behind nearly 6,000 corpses, and more than 1,000 surrendered on the spot.
The prisoners were taken prisoner, and the others fled.
After cleaning up the battlefield a little, we picked up twenty iron armors, more than sixty leather armors, more than a hundred war horses, more than three hundred bows and more than a thousand ring-headed knives. I have to say that the Yellow Turbans are really poor.
Because there was little resistance from the Yellow Turbans, the cavalry casualties of the third battalion were negligible. More than a hundred of them were scattered and were recovered after daybreak.
The prisoners were ordered to dig a hole to bury the bodies, and they had to retreat quickly after resting their horses.
Liu Xiang looked at the Yellow Turban prisoners with an uncertain expression and frowned.