Chapter 59 Hunter and prey, who is the turtle in the jar?
Chapter 59 Hunter and prey, who is the turtle in the urn?
In a blink of an eye, three days passed.
Zhang Jiao stepped into the air and walked, Sha Muhan followed closely behind.
The two chatted from time to time and seemed to be having a great time.
At their feet, 300,000 Yellow Turban troops were rushing towards Dongshan Road at full speed.
I don’t know how much time passed.
When the 300,000 Yellow Turban Army arrived at the Sanhe Plain, Shamuhan's expression suddenly became strange.
He looked at Zhang Jiao and said with a slight smile: "General Tiangong, what do you think of the Sanhe Plain?"
"Sanhe Great Plain has three entrances and exits, like three cranes, so it is named Sanhe Great Plain."
"When we look down at the whole picture, we have a different artistic conception."
Zhang Jiao glanced at Sha Muhan, a hint of mockery flashed through his pupils.
Shamuhan didn't notice it, and the color on his face became more and more intense. He shook his head and said: "No, no, no, I think this place is more suitable as a burial place on Taiping Road."
"General Tiangong, are you satisfied with this geomantic treasure land?"
With a look of amusement hidden deep in his eyes, Zhang Jiao pretended to be confused and asked: "Shamuhan, what do you mean?"
"What do you mean?"
"Hahaha!"
"Prince Modo is indeed right. People like you seem to be born in the wilderness. They only know how to play tricks all day long, but in fact they are just naked idiots."
"I just used a little trick to deceive you."
As he laughed wildly, Shamuhan became more and more arrogant.
"Then what?"
Who knew that Zhang Jiao didn't panic at all when he heard this.
Stand with your hands behind your back and ask questions calmly.
"Do you listen?"
"Did you hear the trembling of the earth?"
"That's my 400,000-strong cavalry from the Southern Court of the Huns!"
"They are all warriors who support Prince Modo!"
Shamuhan's voice became louder and louder, his expression extremely excited.
Zhang Jue's eyes were still as calm as water, and he said slowly: "Oh? What can we do with the 400,000 Huns' cavalry?"
Shamuhan, who was in a state of excitement, had not yet realized that Zhang Jiao acted too calmly.
If he could think about it carefully, he would definitely feel that something was wrong.
Unfortunately, at this time, Shamuhan was completely unable to calm down and think, let alone realize that something was wrong with Zhang Jiao.
"Zhang Jiao, it is your honor for you and your Yellow Turban Army to be buried here and to have made such a great contribution to Prince Modo!"
As he spoke, Shamuhan's expression gradually became fanatical like a loyal believer of Prince Modo.
"hehe!"
Zhang Jiao shook his head and sneered silently.
At the same time, the roaring sound of the earth could be heard resounding in all directions.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of horse hooves thundered, and 400,000 Xiongnu cavalry poured into the Sanhe Plain.
"Hahaha!"
Looking around, the 300,000 Yellow Turban Army has been surrounded by 400,000 Huns' cavalry in three groups. It seems that they have become a meal for the Huns' cavalry.
Shamuhan raised his head and laughed wildly.
"As expected."
While muttering to himself, Zhang Jiao's eyes shone brightly, and there was no trace of surprise on his face.
From the beginning, he felt that there was something wrong with Shamuhan.
In particular, Shamuhan actually proposed such generous conditions and was so straight to the point without using any negotiation tricks. This is not in line with common sense.
After careful consideration, Zhang Jiao had some guesses in his mind.
Now, all the truth is revealed.
Consistent with Zhang Jiao's speculation, the 400,000 Huns cavalry were all supporters of Prince Modo.
The three-day period was entirely designed to deceive Zhang Jue and plot the time set by Zhang Jue.
Shamuhan said a lot of things, but his real intention was only one.
The purpose was to completely annihilate the Yellow Turban Army on the Sanhe Plain, kill Zhang Jiao, and seize the Annan Road and the Xiangjiang Road, as a result of Prince Modo's contribution to the expansion of territory.
"Line up to meet the enemy!"
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Following Zhang Jiao's order.
Three hundred thousand Yellow Turbans, as if they had been prepared, quickly formed a large circle. There were three rows of Yellow Turbans on the outside, and everyone took out a shield as high as a person!
Behind the shield, the spear stood upright.
The huge horse-rejecting formation was formed in an instant!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Huns' cavalry, who were attacking from all sides, were caught off guard. In an instant, a large area was overturned by their backs.
The Yellow Turban Army's spears poked wildly.
In a short period of time, the Huns' cavalry suffered over a thousand casualties.
The subsequent cavalry charge slowed down and the offensive came to a halt.
The imagined overwhelming force did not appear. Instead, the Huns' cavalry was frustrated first, and Shamuhan's face was full of disbelief.
He turned to look at Zhang Jue and shouted in a deep voice: "Zhang Jue, you are actually prepared!"
"What? You are allowed to deceive me, but I am not allowed to turn an army against you?"
"idiot!"
After scolding, Zhang Jiao smiled contemptuously.
"snort!"
"Zhang Jiao, don't be so proud. Let's wait and see. It's not over yet!"
"I, the Huns, have 400,000 cavalry, and have surrounded your 300,000 Yellow Turban Army. Even if you set up a formation to resist the horses, you are just a turtle in the urn."
With a heavy snort, Shamuhan kept speaking harshly, not realizing the seriousness of the problem at all.
"hehe!"
"Zhang Bao, Zhang Liang, Zhang Yan, if you don't come out now, when will you wait?"
Looking around, Zhang Jiao let out a loud shout, and the situation suddenly changed.
At the three entrances and exits of Sanhe Great Plains, a large number of Yellow Turban troops poured in.
Zhang Bao, Zhang Liang, Zhang Yan, all commanders-in-chief, charge forward.
One by one, they looked up to the sky and shouted: "I'm waiting!"
"Yellow Turban Army, kill me!"
hiss!
Seeing this scene, Shamuhan's face suddenly turned pale. He trembled his fingers and said in shock: "Zhang Jiao, you, you, you..."
He was stammering intermittently, and deep down in his heart, he was completely panicked.
He couldn't understand. Didn't it mean that the Yellow Turban Army only had 300,000 soldiers?
Where did Zhang Jiao conjure up so many Yellow Turban troops to counter-encircle the 400,000 Huns cavalry?
"Now, do you think he is the turtle in the urn?"
Zhang Jiao asked Shamuhan contemptuously.
Naturally, he would not tell Shamuhan that the Yellow Turban Army has been expanding.
After capturing Annan Road and integrating the surrendered officers and soldiers, the Yellow Turban Army once again ushered in another development.
In Annan Road, many high-quality Yellow Turban troops were absorbed. Today, the Yellow Turban Army has expanded to 600,000.
The 300,000 troops besieged in the Sanhe Plain were Zhang Jiao's deliberate bait, waiting for the 400,000 Xiongnu cavalry to take the bait.
Now, 600,000 Yellow Turban troops are surrounded inside and outside, and 400,000 Xiongnu cavalry have no room to gallop and move, and they have become lambs to be slaughtered.
Both sides have different types of offense and defense, and the roles of hunter and prey have also been reversed.
"No!"
"Zhang Jiao, you insidious villain!"
"You are despicable, you are shameless!"
Shamuhan lost his previous arrogance and cursed angrily.
"If you succeed and lose, you can only blame yourself for being stupid!"
"I used a little trick to trick you into the trap."
Treating others in their own way, Zhang Jiao's two short sentences made Shamuhan furious.