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Chapter Eighteen, Bingzhou Military Power

At the foot of Juancheng City, today is the second day that Fang Guang and his party entered the city.

At the fourth watch, before dawn, the people in the city heard the overwhelming sound of horse hooves coming from the southwest.

When the sky was bright at midnight, Fang Guang and Feng Xiao, together with the generals of Cao Ying, came to the city wall of Juancheng. Only then did they see hundreds of fine cavalry hidden in the mist in a place where arrows could not reach several miles away from the city gate.

Fang Guang came to this world and started out as a light soldier in the Yellow Turbans. He then went to the plains of Yanzhou and moved to Yanzhou Minggong where he saw many powerful soldiers from all over the world.

The main part of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei's cavalry is the cavalry, mixed with the Xianbei and Wuhuan ancestry. This cavalry team is the foundation for their brothers to stand in troubled times.

Although the number of Guan Zhang Bu Qu is only a few hundred, it is very useful.

The Qingzhou soldiers under Cao Cao were also brave and vigorous and were known as the strongest soldiers at that time. They used swords, shields, bows and crossbows to follow the military formations. They were very elite!

However, this was the first time Fang Guang saw the armor and horse equipment under Juancheng City.

Although most of Zhang Liao's cavalrymen were only half-armored, their killing aura soared straight into the sky.

On the city wall, Fang Guang thought of Zhang Liao, who was only twenty-four or five years old now. He would be so powerful in Xiaoyaojin that the children of Soochow would not dare to cry at night, and his face instantly became serious.

"Bingzhou Dama is indeed well-deserved. If Ming Gong had this army, would Tao Qian'an dare to be rude to Yanzhou?"

Fang Guang's casual muttering was clearly heard by Li Dian beside him.

At this time, Mancheng was no more than a captain in the Dian Army and was not considered a top general in Cao Cao's army. He commanded hundreds of troops but was highly appreciated by Cao Cao for his strict military discipline.

After hearing Fang Guang's words, Li Dian felt sour and hot in his heart, as if he felt uncomfortable if he didn't show off in front of Mr. Datong.

"How rare are the soldiers from Bingzhou? Mr. Datong, let's watch the battle from the tower and see how our Qingzhou soldiers defeat this thief!"

"Come here, pass on my general order, and my subordinates will form formations to meet the enemy!"

After Li Dian said a few words, he ran down the tower to gather his troops.

"Dong dong dong!"

As the dull sound of military drums sounded, Juancheng's city gate slowly opened.

Li Dian Buqu was originally a Qingzhou soldier.

The area around Juancheng was the place where Qingzhou military families were settled. Many military family members, women and children watched their fathers kill the enemy together since childhood.

In order to boost the morale of the troops and help defend the city, Xiahou Dun did not prohibit the military relatives from watching the battle. Many women screamed and shouted when they saw Li Dian's troops leaving the city and forming a camp.

"Okay, Mango is indeed running the army in a strict manner, but the eight hundred soldiers are as immovable as a mountain!"

Xiahou Dun couldn't help praising Li Dian's work when he saw it.

"Mr. Datong, you still rarely see Cao Jun killing thieves. Ming Gong's headquarters is different from the Yellow Turbans!"

However, at this time, a strange voice came from beside him, and his words were quite contemptuous.

But it was my cousin Xia Houen.

"What nonsense are you talking about? The Yellow Turban is different. Mr. Datong is the strategist favored by the lord, and it is hard to say that he will become a military advisor in the future. Stop talking nonsense here, go and urge the crossbows at the top of the city to shoot well for me!"

Xiahou Dun glared at Xiahou En, and then the latter walked away from Fang Guang dejectedly.

"Mr. Datong, this is my brother Xia Houen. He speaks without restraint. Sir, don't take it to heart."

"Oh? It turns out to be Brother Xiahou, the sword-carrying boy. It doesn't matter. I was originally born in the Yellow Turban. I just wanted to remind Yuan Rang that your brother should stop playing with swords and be careful when meeting someone named Zhao."

Fang Guang's lips curled up, how could he take that famous NPC's words to heart.

At this moment, Fang Guang suddenly heard the sound of rapid drumbeats in his ears. This sound was different from Cao Jun's military drums, and then the city wall seemed to shake.

"So powerful!"

While he was talking to Xiahou Dun, Li Dian's troops had already pushed to the top of the city where arrows could not reach.

In the mist, the outlines of the Bingzhou cavalry, which could only be seen faintly, adjusted their formation extremely quickly. When they saw Li Dianbu charging forward in a square formation, they immediately started a brutal charge.

"Crossbow ready!"

"Two rows, two rows of big shields, spears!"

Cao Cao himself was a master of the art of war, and Meng De's new book contains more than ten types of formations.

Now under Juancheng City, Li Dian's military formation is Cao Cao's well-researched formation to restrain cavalry.

Although Li Dian quickly adjusted his formation according to the orders and prohibitions, the eyes of these Qingzhou soldiers still flashed with fear at the same time.

The charge of Bingzhou's cavalry brought back bad memories for these Qingzhou soldiers.

Just two years ago, the Qingzhou soldiers who had caused great misfortune were defeated in Qingzhou by a general who liked to ride a white horse. The general slaughtered tens of thousands of Qingzhou refugees with only three thousand elite cavalry.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The crossbow arrows fired by the first row of crossbowmen barely caused any damage to Bingzhou's armored horses.

The morning sun slowly broke through the thick fog. In the heavy fog, Zhang Liao's veteran had a ferocious look on his face. The tips of his horse's spear and the sword of his cavalry emitted a dazzling cold light in the sun.

"Run, run!"

"The cavalry is here to cut off the head again!"

Li Dian's tribe, which was bound by strict discipline, collapsed with almost no resistance under the gaze of the people of Juancheng.

When Fang Guang saw this scene, his heart trembled, and before he knew it, his palms were sweating.

"The thieves are so sharp! Come here, pass my order to the generals and let me, the Tiger and Leopard Tribe, go out of the city to meet the enemy!"

At the time of the Yanzhou Rebellion, the famous Tiger and Leopard Cavalry were not yet centralized under Cao Chun, but were scattered among various clan tribes.

Fang Guang heard what Xiahou Dun said next to him and knew that the chief secretary was going to fight for his life.

He was about to stop Xiahou Dun when suddenly a thunderous shout came from beside him.

"My lord, Mr. Datong, Dian Wei has not made many achievements since he was driven by Mr. Dian Wei. Today, I am willing to use my troops and horses to defeat the Bingzhou cavalry!"

The mountain-like man behind Fang Guang had his chin and beard stretched out, obviously he was extremely angry in his heart.

Behind Dian Wei, hundreds of men from Dian Wei's tribe, with Fang Guang's Yellow Turban Trilogy as the core, shouted together with Dian Wei.

"I am willing to defeat the Bingzhou cavalry for Captain Fang!"

Most of the members of the Yellow Turban Army were clothed in commoners and used swords and axes as blades. They looked ordinary, but there seemed to be fire shining in everyone's eyes.

When Xia Houen heard Dian Wei's words, he looked at Fang Guang's old armor and couldn't help but laugh out loud again, but he saw that the face of his most feared and respected cousin had a solemn look on his face.

The chief secretary of Cao Jun, the leader of the Wuxun Group in Qiao County, faced Dian Wei and bowed with clasped fists respectfully.

"I dare to ask the strong man's name. Who can be sure to defeat the thief?"

"I am Dian Wei, Chen Liu, clothed in cloth, but armed with two pairs of iron armor. I dare to kill Zhang Liao's villain!"

Xiahou Dun was shocked when Dian Wei threw his halberd that day, and now his appearance coincides with that of Fan Kuai, a subordinate of Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty.


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