At Yanjin Ferry, behind Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, Xia Houen headed straight for Yuan Jun's stronghold alone.
The wind from the Yellow River blew across Xia Houen's face, blowing Xia Houen's black cloak, adding a bit of bravery to Cao Ying's most powerful general.
It's not that the man who stabbed Lu Bu didn't have some self-awareness. He was actually a jackal in the mountains. He had been with tigers and leopards for a long time, so he naturally regarded himself as the leader of beasts.
Xia Houen followed the generals of Dongjun for a long time, accompanying Taishi Ci, Gan Ning, Qu Yi and others. He was used to seeing the way of charging into the formation in the midst of thousands of troops, as if there was no one in the field, so he took himself with him. Joined the ranks of fierce general brothers.
Today, when he met Cao Chun and Cao Xing, Xia Houen felt himself stunned for an instant in the respectful eyes of the younger brothers of the two clans.
On that day, on the bank of the Yellow River, the head of the four courtyard pillars in Hebei was killed on the spot by Guan Yu's sword.
In Xia Houen's opinion, Yan Liang's prestige was seriously damaged, and Wen Chou was naturally not much better.
Of all the people in the world, the one who knows Xia Houen’s true story best is naturally Fang Guang.
When Da Sinong saw Zhao Yun's Experience Bao riding away, he quickly shouted to Zhao Zilong who was in a daze.
"Zilong, hurry up and follow General Xiahou into the battle. Don't underestimate Wen Chou!"
"No, Datong, don't worry! I'm going!"
Zhao Yun was startled for a moment, and he already understood that Datong was not reminding him to be careful about Wen Chou. He was clearly trying to save face for Xia Houen and let someone take care of the boy.
To be honest, although Xia Houen has a bit of a bad temper, he treats all the generals in Dongjun well.
Even when the generals were drinking and eating meat together, he never regarded himself as Cao Cao's confidant.
If the position is right, the popularity will be good.
Zhao Yun looked at Guan Yu who had launched the attack first, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The white horse under his crotch raised its hooves and flew towards Wen Chou like a shooting star.
Those who came with Wen Chou were all the leaders of the cavalry in the Hebei army.
Although Wen Chou was much more talkative than Yan Liang and seemed frivolous, he was actually the most cautious when conducting military operations.
Seeing the four people rushing towards him, each one more terrifying than the last, the second in command of Hebei's Four Courtyard Pillars did not have the slightest intention of fighting one against four to compete for face in front of Yuan Shao.
Wen Chou reined in his horse, and behind him were a dozen Northern Army cavalry captains, all of whom were leaders in cavalry. They raised their weapons and stopped in front of the four generals.
The land of Yan and Zhao has always produced generous and tragic people.
The dozen or so captains around Yan Liang are like the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun in later generations. Although their strength in single combat is much lower than that of the top generals, they are all fearless and fearless of death, and they are very familiar with each other's cooperation.
More than a dozen school captains, together with more than a hundred armored cavalry, blocked Zhang Zhao and Xia Houen. A cavalry battle ensued, and Yuan Shao was horrified to watch.
The weapons in the hands of Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun turned into the shadows of blue dragons, black tigers, and white snakes, filling the sky with brilliant light, shining on the banks of the Yellow River. From time to time, Hebei cavalrymen were stabbed and cut off their horses.
It's just that although the three of them are brave, Hebei's soldiers and horses are not afraid of death, and their horses and swords tightly surround the three generals, if a comrade falls from his horse and dies, he will immediately be replaced by others to fight.
For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate on the bank of the Yellow River.
"What a sharp soldier from Hebei. Today, it's time for me to make a name for myself in front of the people of the world. Isn't it just killing people? When I was in Bazhou, I went to the river to eat meat at the age of ten!"
"No matter how hard I try today, I can't let that red-faced man Guan Yu succeed in front of the people of the world again!"
"Beheading Yanliang? Isn't it amazing? I've been tired of hearing it all the way. For those who don't know, I thought Guan Yu killed Lu Bu, but what about Yuan Shao?"
Gan Ning and Tai Shici came all the way from Dongjun, and they were already controlled by the public opinion in Da'er. The frenzy of public opinion caused by it made them feel extremely aggrieved.
The two men were in the middle army just now and had not caught up with the leading group. At this time, they put on their armor and led their own troops and horses. They were already charging towards the Hebei cavalry with shouts.
When Fang Guang saw his subordinate Qu Yongwu laughing loudly, he also chased after him with his halberd.
"That's it. How can there be any reason to let Guan Yu monopolize all the benefits in the world? Which of our brothers can't kill Yan Liang?"
Fang Guang's words were thorny, and Big Ear reined in his own horse, and he could hear clearly.
The emperor's uncle's emotional intelligence is incredible. When he should lose his temper, he never has any temper at all.
Big Er pretended not to hear the sarcasm in Fang Guang's words. He and Jian Yong looked at each other. A dark light flashed in their eyes at the same time, and the corners of their mouths were raised at the same time, as if they had caught the smile in Fang Guang's words.
point.
Just as Dongjun troops were charging forward, the battle situation suddenly changed on the bank of the Yellow River.
It turned out that among the four people charging into the formation, Zhang Fei was actually the most ferocious, the Zhuojun butcher was too conspicuous, and he was surrounded by the most Hebei armored cavalry and school captains.
Amid the shouts and curses in Jizhou's hometown dialect, the Yan people and horses were surrounded by three levels of Hebei Ruiqi.
Although the third brother was furious and was tightly entangled by the elite of the Northern Army, how could he get close to Yan Liang for a while?
Guan Yu's three-sword buff was not used, so he used flat cuts to defend his enemies, and his efficiency in killing enemies was much lower.
The second brother deliberately kept a low profile and glanced at the place where Wen Chou was from time to time with his narrow eyes, obviously planning something in his mind.
The second brother wanted to take advantage of the situation, but he couldn't compare with Zilong's equestrian skills. Among the three famous generals, Zhao Yun was the fastest. He was already less than twenty steps away from Wen Chou.
Hebei Jiama tried every possible means to stop Zilong, but due to his superb equestrian skills, he swayed left and right and was thrown behind him. Unable to survive, Zilong's spear stabbed directly into his throat.
Even the captain of the Northern Military Academy, in one-on-one situations, could not stop this poisonous snake's marksmanship.
Wen Chou was stared at by the white-robed young man from Changshan, and the hairs all over his body stood up uncontrollably.
He smiled ferociously and waved the horse in his hand, but he did not aim at Zhao Yun, but at a diagonal stab, a very low-key general of Cao's army who just seemed to have disappeared.
It turned out that when the four of them rushed into the formation, Xia Houen had almost no sense of presence.
Enge's strength was limited. Although he had exhausted all his knowledge, he was easily stopped by one or two Hebei captains.
Seeing that everyone was playing with the effect of a color TV, but he was playing a shadow puppet show, Xia Houen felt somewhat embarrassed in front of his juniors Cao Chun and Cao Xiu.
He gritted his teeth and used the horse-control skills he learned from Zilong, bypassing the Hebei captain, looking at Wen Chou, and rushed past from the side.
Xia Houen had a plan in mind, and together with Zilong, they attacked Wen Chou and killed him. Even if he was not the one who killed him, he would lose face in front of his descendants and his lord.
What he didn't expect was that despite being low-key, Wen Chou had not forgotten him.
The second eldest son of the Four Courtyard Pillars, he is very thoughtful and can not only see Xia Houen's thoughts, but also his abilities.
Wen Chou smiled evilly, brandished his spear, and headed straight towards Xia Houen. The two of them were still more than twenty steps away, and the tip of the spear already made a whining sound.
On the way, Xiahou's benefactor saw the ferocious face of the bearded man from Hebei not far away, and the little confidence in his heart dissipated a lot.
The most powerful general in Cao's camp subconsciously reined in his horse, and heard Zhao Yun's violent shouts in his ears.