There are dense clouds in the sky and billows of dust on the ground. There is no sunshine today and the visibility is even lower, as if the sky is dark and the earth is dark.
The plain to the north of Yique Mountain was almost boiling. Countless people and horses gathered in the same place. The sound of horse hooves "rumbling..." almost never stopped, like thunder on the ground.
The remaining mountains of Wei Mountain to the north and the Yique Mountain of Xiong'er Mountain to the south are covered with shadows, quietly witnessing the great fighting within the Wei State.
But Sima Yi didn't see any surprises. There was no strategy at all on this battlefield, it was just a head-on fight.
And today’s situation is worse than yesterday!
The battle formations of the Luoyang Army were easily broken up, and after retreating to the rear, they could not regroup for a long time. The chaotic crowd behind the formation was getting larger and larger, and it looked like they were going to the market.
Before noon, because the Luoyang army's formation could not maintain its front, it began to shrink from the north to the east, forming an arc-shaped layout. This layout, which was already similar to part of a circular formation, completely fell into a defensive situation.
The rebels also adopted a more radical offensive in local attacks. The front line was very close, and the follow-up troops followed closely, applying pressure forward layer by layer.
With this method of fighting, the intervals between battles will be shorter. Once the front is beaten, the back can follow quickly.
The thousands of troops and horses on the plain seemed to turn into a large sea wave, gradually spreading towards Sima Yi's neck, mouth and nose, making him feel like he couldn't breathe. It was also like a knife was slowly slashing towards him, hiding.
Can't fall, can't move, just waiting to die!
The rebel general was like a fool. He had no tricks or strategies, so he just used stupid methods to force Sima Yi to death.
Sima Yi had mixed feelings in his heart. As time went by, despair was accumulating little by little. He almost held his breath, waiting for a certain moment to arrive.
That moment happened faster than Sima Yi imagined.
On the north side of the Luoyang Army's arc formation, there was a place where black smoke was billowing. Some carriages and bed crossbows were doused with tung oil, igniting large fires. The black smoke mixed with dust and billowed in the wind, creating a smoky atmosphere.
Those were the heavy weapons left behind by the defeated Luoyang Army, which were burned by the soldiers of King Qin’s Army. The rebels still had time to burn things, so a gap had obviously been opened. Suddenly, an unexpected attack
What happened was that a military flag of the Luoyang Army behind the gap suddenly fell down!
But this kind of thing doesn't seem to be an accident, it's just something that happens sooner or later.
Sima Yi couldn't see clearly what was happening in the distance. He even suspected that his own general had just been stabbed to death by one of his own! Multiple square formations instantly began to become chaotic, as if they were falling apart.
"Kill! Kill..." The shouts from that direction were so loud that they immediately dominated the audience. Only the roar of horse hooves gradually covered up the shouts. Sima Yi could vaguely see the rebel cavalry charging, and countless
The horsemen were holding very long spears and running forward as if they were having fun.
The Luoyang army's formation is about to be penetrated, and the large group of troops in the north will face being divided and surrounded by the enemy. With the morale of the Luoyang army at this time, it has been completely defeated, and the entire formation will definitely not be able to sustain it.
"Rumble!" A dull thunder sounded faintly from the horizon. Sima Yi felt a little confused. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was thunder or the roar of thousands of galloping horses.
"Alas..." Sima Yi raised his head and sighed.
Only then did he realize that sporadic raindrops had been falling from the sky at some point. The spring rain was very cold at this moment, and it fell directly on his long face, which finally aroused some skin sensations in him.
Sima Yi suddenly felt that he had been dreaming these days and had just woken up.
Since dealing with Cao Shuang, he still doesn't know what he has done. It seems that he has done nothing, and he seems to have been thinking about it all day long. Maybe he should regret it, but what did he not do right? Maybe it was the Battle of Xuchang
, Sima Division should not be allowed to lead troops to defend.
But how could it be possible to abandon Xuchang directly and put the rebels near Luoyang? And who would have expected that Xuchang could not be defended by tens of thousands of people!
If Xuchang defends and time goes by, Sima Yi is very likely to win.
But at this moment, he suddenly thought that if the opponent had no way to attack Xuchang, it would be an unreasonable decision to attack Xuchang! How could a dog who can seize a short opportunity make such a simple mistake?
Sima Yi suddenly realized that his only mistake might be that he mistook Qin Liang for a fool.
However, Sima Yi was indeed playing many people as fools, and he also wanted to play Wang Ling in the same way. Now it seems that it is too late to think that others are not fools.
The voice of the private soldier said: "Master, I'm afraid something bad will happen, so please leave quickly!"
Sima Yi was speechless and did not move. He just looked up at the stormy sky. He opened his eyes and saw raindrops flying towards him like sharp arrows.
"Where are we going?" Sima Yi finally asked casually.
The solemn look on his face had disappeared, and there was a trace of inexplicable relief in his miserable eyes. Because at this moment, no matter what he thought about, it was really useless. It was as if his soul had been hollowed out.
The general's voice said: "Master, should you return to Luoyang first?"
Sima Yi didn't say anything, but suddenly he noticed that his hands were shaking, so he hurriedly stretched out his hands to grab it. His body was not very flexible anymore, and he suddenly tilted down from the horse's back. The soldiers around him hurriedly supported his body and slowly put him down.
Come down.
He supported the person next to him and finally stood firm.
At this moment, amid the sparse raindrops, Sima Shi led a few people on horseback and galloped from the southeast.
The master turned over and dismounted, raised his hands and gave the same advice: "Father, let's go first."
"Alas!" Sima Yi sighed for the second time, still looking up at the sky, "Why is this happening? Is this the case for me, the Sima family in Hanoi?"
His heart was filled with hatred, not only for his enemies, but also for the heaven!
At this time, his son Sima Shi advised in a deep voice: "How can my father, who is a world-class hero and a highly respected person, be humiliated in front of so many soldiers? Especially humiliated in front of a prince!"
When Sima Yi heard this, he quickly came back to his senses from the state of mind where he had just given up everything. He nodded and said: "Go back to Luoyang."
So he held the horse's back and made a gesture to get on the horse. The Sima Master and the soldiers hurriedly went up to help him, and finally helped him onto the horse's back.
After a while, Wei Guan and other civil and military personnel also came here to look for it. So they all rode horses to the northeast, towards Yishui. After a while, they found Yangqu, then they could go west along Yangqu and take the Luoshui Floating Bridge.
go back.
The noise from the huge men and horses on the left was still there, but Sima Yi did not even look back.