Chapter 293, the big one can't come out, let the small one come out
Liu Bei's camp was lost, and Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who led a sudden advance with thousands of men and pigs, had no idea.
The two led their troops forward quickly and chased them across a mountain top. They found that the trapped sergeant who had just escaped suddenly stopped in the valley in front of them. A black-faced general with a fierce look on his face had already led his troops and was waiting here.
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Gao Shun's 3,000 men in the formation are still the weak side in front of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. Now they are arrayed here with murderous intent. Compared with the four levels and six Zhang Fei, they are no less generous.
Gao Shun, this taciturn man, this man who was probably the most underestimated in the late Eastern Han Dynasty and whose ability was in command, was going to have a good competition with Guan Yu, who had recently beheaded Yan Liang and Wen Chou.
The second brother recognized Gao Shun at a glance. When he and Lu Bu were in Xuzhou, Yunchang's experience of wandering around Kyushu told him that the fat black man named Gao Shun was probably a real social person!
They don't like to smile, are inconspicuous, and even barely speak. They look like mountains. These people are born to solve troubles.
Yun Chang reined in his horse and stroked his beard, held a knife in one hand, made his signature move, urged the horse under his crotch, and slowly led the army from the hillside towards the valley.
Zhang Fei's body arched up, like a tiger that has seen its prey. His eyes widened slightly, but his murderous aura became stronger. The black horse under his crotch was so excited that he couldn't help but snort loudly.
"The second brother is Gao Shun. When he was in Xuzhou, he couldn't beat him with three sticks. I'll kill him first!"
Zhang Fei and Guan Yu told each other, gently clamped the horse's belly with their legs, and were about to step forward to fight Gao Shun.
Guan Yu grabbed his third brother's arm and gently shook his head at Zhang Fei who looked puzzled.
"Third brother, don't be impatient. Although this man is no match for the two of us in a fight, he has always been strict in running the army. If he dares to wait for my brother here today, he will definitely have a backup plan!"
"Che Xiaowei, the Xiaowei is the general in front of His Majesty, and the cavalry and soldiers around him are all like the Xiyuan Forbidden Army back then. Today, the Xiaowei is the first, and my brother will lead the troops to follow the attack, okay?"
Guan Yu persuaded Zhang Fei, waved his hand, and called to the chariot who was hiding behind him and did not dare to step forward.
Although the chariots and armors are useless, and his subordinates are all new soldiers from Xuchang, his dozens of armored cavalry are indeed the old foundation of the Forbidden Army during He Jin's time.
It is useless to show off to the captain, but these cavalrymen are considered elite, and they are the only thing Liu Xie can rely on between Yang Feng and Han Siam.
Guan Yu had always been cold and arrogant, but he was actually very smart in his abacus. He had nearly ten thousand people in his chariots and horsemen, but they were all deceived by the three brothers. The remaining dozens of cavalrymen were also kept in mind by his second brother.
Che Zhou opened his mouth, full of reluctance, but at this moment of battle, there was no trace of comradeship in the eyes of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.
Thinking of the story about the postal supervisor, Che Zhou swallowed hard and could only nod helplessly.
In the valley, Gao Shun narrowed his eyes slightly. The trapped camp was an army that attacked the strong and defended the weak. The formations and hand-to-hand combat were the best in the world.
Gao Shun was very familiar with the big-eared fighting method. He was thinking that Guan Er and Zhang San would take the lead in the charge. However, he did not expect that after waiting for a long time, he saw a middle-aged greasy uncle with poor equestrian skills and a rather elite weapon.
Dozens of cavalrymen rushed towards the valley first.
Gao Shun, who was never talkative, saw this scene and uttered the word "fuck" for the first time.
Here he had already prepared a set meal for two thousand enemies. Unexpectedly, what was waiting for him was this ordinary general.
The chariots and soldiers were the first to charge. He had almost no fighting experience in battle, so he thought about charging, so he turned his horse around and let his soldiers do the killing.
I have a wife, children, and a hot bed in Xuchang. Why would I risk my life with others in the mountains of Qingzhou?
Although the chariot rider had a good idea and made a quick charge, the mount unknowingly rushed to a place dozens of steps ahead of the entrenched formation.
Captain Yangwei was about to rein in his horse, but when he turned around, he felt his body sink, and both the man and the horse were falling.
"Why is this? Horse, horse, I fed you a lot yesterday!"
The charioteer, who had no battle experience, did not know that he had fallen into the horse pit prepared by the trap, and thought that the horse's legs were weak.
As he screamed, he and his mount fell several feet together. His thighs felt a huge pain, and the neighing of the war horses could be heard in his ears. He had already fallen to the deepest point. This was also a horse trap dug in a hurry by the camp because of his orders to show off his power.
There were not enough wooden stakes in the pit. When they fell, they only stabbed the horse on the chariot to death. The captain himself was unscathed except for a broken thigh.
There were screams in the ears of the chariot rider one after another, and the damp and dark darkness of the horse pit made him feel chills in his heart.
Just when the captain was about to shout for help from Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, another familiar shout came from the Jie Liang accent, and the Hebei dialect responded.
"Everyone, in order to avenge Che Xiaowei, the people under Lu Bu's command are cunning. We must not let Che Xiaowei die in vain!"
"Che Zhou, I will tear off Gao Shun's head today and enshrine it in front of your grave. Don't worry, your wife and children will be supported by someone!"
What Che Zhou heard was naturally the battle cry of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.
Guan Er and Zhang San secretly said that they were lucky, stepped on the path discovered by their comrades, and rushed towards the trapped camp battle formation.
Che Zhou felt that his throat was dry and he couldn't shout the word "help". He raised his head and looked towards the top of the pit, just in time to see a green shadow leaping over his head with a cold light.
It was Guan Yunchang, who was wearing a cotton robe and extremely charming, who was rushing towards Gao Shun with his sharp sword and powerful horse to kill Hua Xiong.
Yun Chang killed the fierce generals in a row, and he had gained experience in killing. He understood in his heart that although the trapped camp was elite, killing Gao Shun would only win half the battle.
It's a pity that Gao Shun, besides being calm and brave, was also very cautious. He knew that Guan Yu was quick with his sword, so when he saw Yun Chang approaching, he had no intention of engaging in battle. He turned his horse back and was already trapped in the camp.
The sharp soldiers who defeated the cavalry came forward to meet him.
Although Guan Yu was brave and brave, he could not withstand dozens of broadswords and halberds attacking him, as well as large axes designed to chop the horse's legs.
To the south of Qingzhou, the dragon roared again, and the green sword light flashed across. A group of soldiers who were trapped in the formation retreated, but the Bingzhou army's formation was still tight.
"Lu Bu is not here, Gao Shun, don't you dare to come forward and fight?"
"Where's Lu Bu? Call Lu Bu out. Where's Gao Shun? Why, the big one can't go up, so let the little one come out and do it? Call the slaves of the three surnames to come out!"
When Zhang Fei talked about Lu Bu, his body was wrapped in a werewolf leather robe, and his hair stood on end.
The eight-foot-long snake spear was swept out like a club and hit hard on the shields of the soldiers trapped in the camp. Four or five soldiers flew out vomiting blood.
Ordinary troops were attacked by the combined forces of Guan and Zhang. Even if they did not collapse at the first touch, the gap in the battle formation had already been opened.
The soldiers trapped in the battle are brave and not afraid of death. They cooperate with each other and are extremely familiar with each other. They use their swords to kill thousands of enemies with heroic appearance.
A dozen veterans who were trapped in the camp, without saying a word or holding big axes, forced them forward from both sides.
The valley was cut open by horse traps, and the chariot troops were not good at fighting. Although Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were fierce, the troops under his command could not keep up, and no one could protect their flanks.
In the light of swords and shadows of spears, more than a dozen soldiers trapped in the camp fell to death in front of Guan and Zhang's horses. Guan Yu's horse was also slashed in the belly with a long sword, and the war horses couldn't help but whine.
Zhang Fei's horse was even chopped off by a big ax wielded by a man from Bingzhou when he was about to die. The third brother shouted and jumped off the horse. He simply didn't change horses and fell into the same camp to fight.