After nearly eight days of marching in the snow, 30,000 Chu troops finally arrived near Kaicheng and entered the hinterland of Xianbei in the east.
Due to the cover of heavy snow, the Xianbei people relaxed their scouting vigilance and did not realize that the Chu army had reached the door of their home.
Zhang Liao then invited Zhao Yun and Deng Ai, and after a brief discussion, the three generals decided on a plan to defeat the enemy.
Kaicheng is Murong Hong's home base, and his adult tent is located in the center of Kaicheng. The main goal of the Chu army in this campaign is to invade Kaicheng and kill Murong Hong in one fell swoop.
Although the Xianbei people numbered hundreds of thousands and had as many as 40,000 to 50,000 available cavalry, they were completely defenseless and were crushed to death by the Chu army. They had no power to fight back. The success rate of this battle was
It can be said to be quite high.
This place is very close to the enemy. In order to avoid being discovered by enemy scouts, the three generals decided to launch an attack immediately after discussion.
Thirty thousand cavalry were fully assembled behind the snow slope, and the troops were divided into three groups and headed towards the Xianbei camp.
Zhao Yun led 10,000 soldiers and horses to attack from the north, Deng Ai led 10,000 soldiers and horses to attack from the south, and Zhang Liao led 10,000 elite cavalry to break into the enemy camp from the east.
The three armies split up and attacked together, aiming directly at Kaicheng.
In order to ensure that the three armies and horses would attack at the same time, the two detouring armies naturally set off first, while Zhang Liao stationed his troops and horses, waiting for the right opportunity to set off again.
After waiting for about an hour, Zhang Liao calculated that it was almost time, so he got on his horse and held the knife in his hand.
Ten thousand soldiers lined up in the snowfield, with their faces shrouded in frost and snow, fierce murderous intent burning like fire.
Zhang Liao glanced at it and said loudly: "Brothers, you have followed me across hundreds of miles of snowfields just for today. The bastard in front of you has no trace of defense. A man has made great achievements. It is at this time that you all give me a beating."
Cheer up."
The fighting spirit of the ten thousand soldiers was suddenly mobilized, and their bodies shook with excitement. It was as if the severe cold and fatigue had been driven away.
"They belong to Dachu men. Follow me, Zhang Liao, and kill them all. Kill all the wild dogs!" Zhang Liao shouted violently, clapped his horse and wielded his sword to kill them down the snowy slope.
"Kill all the wild dogs!"
"Kill all the wild dogs!"
With a loud shout, the wind and snow changed color, and ten thousand cavalry swooped down the snow slope, rushing towards the enemy camp in a mighty manner.
More than ten miles away, most of the Xianbei people were still huddled in their tents, unaware that the Chu army had arrived.
"Be quick and move the fodder into the sheep pen!" A Xianbei man was scolding several Han slaves for their work.
Those Han slaves were wearing thin clothes, had yellow faces and thin muscles, and were shivering from the cold, but they still had to endure the severe cold and carry bundles of fodder into the sheepfold.
The weather was freezing. Naturally, the Xianbei people did not know how to do these hard labors, so they forced the looted Han slaves to do the work for them.
"Damn it, I told you to be quick and agile, why are you still taking your time? You're looking for a beating, right?" A Xianbei man was angry, swung his whip, and hit a Han slave hard.
As soon as the skin fell down, the Han slave screamed in pain, his clothes were immediately torn, and a blood mark was immediately added to his cold-red shoulders.
The Xianbei man was not relieved and whipped him several times.
In this winter, you can imagine the severe pain when a whip is whipped on your flesh.
The Han slave did not dare to resist, so he could only endure the pain and quickly carry the fodder to the sheepfold.
"Weak Han people are only worthy of being slaves to us, haha~~" Several Xianbei people laughed and taunted them proudly.
Wild laughter was flying in the wind. Those Han slaves were angry, but they did not dare to resist and could only act obediently.
Suddenly, a slave who was kneeling in the snow picking grass seemed to hear something and subconsciously raised his head and looked to the west.
Looking through the layers of snow, the slave seemed to see countless black shadows in the vast whiteness, dimly flickering and approaching.
In the wind, the rumbling sound became clearer and clearer, and the snow beneath my feet seemed to tremble with it.
The eyes of the Han slaves suddenly burst out with excitement, as if they saw hope.
At this time, the laughing Xianbei supervisors seemed to have noticed something unusual, and subconsciously turned around and looked to the west.
In the snow, countless black cavalrymen, like ghosts in the snow, suddenly appeared, flying towards them through the dust and mist of the snow.
"In this snowy day, which tribe's soldiers and horses are still training outside after being full, and they are not afraid of the cold?" Xianbei supervisors speculated.
As they watched, their eyes suddenly widened and panic burst out.
Because they could see clearly that the cavalry running towards them were not their own troops at all, but more like the Chu army's cavalry.
That's right, they are simply Chu cavalry!
"Chu people, they are Chu people~~" The frightened Xianbei people screamed, dropped the whips in their hands, and ran away with their heads in their hands.
They never expected and could not figure out why the Chu army's cavalry would suddenly arrive at their doorstep in this windy and snowy season.
The Xianbei overseers fled, but the Han slaves were so excited that they hurriedly hid in the sheepfold to avoid the coming massacre.
In the blink of an eye, the cavalry arrived fiercely, and Zhang Liao took the lead and crashed into the Xianbei camp.
The war horse was galloping, Zhang Liao, covered in snow, dragging his sharp sword sideways, arrived like flying, and in the blink of an eye he galloped behind a Xianbei overseer.
The Xianbei man, who had been beating Han slaves just now, was extremely arrogant. At this time, when he saw the Chu army approaching, he ran away like a dog.
Frightened, he turned around and saw a shining thin line sweeping towards him. Suddenly the light exploded and turned into a sharp blade.
The Xianbei man's eyes were so wide open that he almost burst out of shock. Before he could scream, the sharp blade had already penetrated the front of his neck and cut out the back of his neck.
A bloody human head flew into the air and fell into the snow.
Zhang Liao's horse kept moving, dragging his hand with the blood-threaded bloody knife, and flew through the camp, heading towards the hinterland of Kaicheng.
Behind him, ten thousand murderous Chu soldiers, like tigers and wolves, hacked into the Xianbei camp.
At this moment, those Xianbei people who were hiding in the tents and enjoying the fire were awakened by the movement outside, and they got out of the tents one after another to see what was going on.
As soon as these ignorant Xianbei people showed their heads, they were struck in the head by a Dachu knight who passed by.
Hundreds of Xianbei people were so inexplicable that they fell prey to the Chu army before they could even see the shadow of the enemy clearly.
This sudden killing finally made the Xianbei people realize that the Chu army, which they had been lax about, had actually traveled through hundreds of miles of wind and snow like divine soldiers descending from the sky, and reached their peaceful home.
The sound of gongs rang out, and the Xianbei people who were awakened picked up their weapons one after another and rushed out of the tent, trying to stop the incoming Chu army.
It was a pity that they had no time to mount their horses, so they would not be the opponents of the Chu army that was galloping towards them. Hundreds of Xianbei people were either hacked to death with swords, or knocked over in the snow, and crushed to pieces by the hoofs of horses.
The sky above the entire Xianbei camp was shrouded in tragic screams, and the flying blood dyed the vast white snow into patches of crimson.
Zhang Liao and his army commanders drove straight in, killing everyone they saw. Every Xianbei person who appeared in front of them was killed until every last one was left.
At this time, there was also a loud killing in the north and south. Generals Deng Ai and Zhao Yun, each leading 10,000 cavalry, broke into the enemy camp from two sides.
The three large Chu cavalry were like three sharp blades, piercing into the bodies of the Xianbei people, splitting them apart, and wiping them out one by one.
Wails filled the sky, cries shook the ground, and hundreds of thousands of Xianbei people fell into endless panic.
At this time, Qiu Liju, who was located on the edge of Kaicheng, was still in his warm tent, sexually humiliating the Han slaves and venting his bestiality.
Just as the fire was burning, his subordinates rushed in and shouted: "Leader, something bad has happened. The Chu army is coming to kill us."
Qiu Liju, who was in a state of excitement when his interest was disturbed, was furious. He jumped up with his bare buttocks bare and kicked the subordinate to the ground with a flying kick.
"Kill you bitch, there's heavy snow everywhere, and the Chu people don't have wings, so how can they come here? You bitch, you're making random reports and messing up my mood." Qiu Liju cursed and covered himself.
naked ass.
The subordinates who were kicked were so aggrieved that they lay on the ground, pointed outside and said: "How dare you, young man, to report randomly? The Chu people are really coming to kill you. If the leader doesn't believe it, just watch."
Qiu Liju's anger subsided, and he couldn't help but secretly have doubts. He quickly wrapped up his leather jacket and got out of the tent to look around.
It didn't matter. Qiu Liju was so frightened that all his anger and interest were gone.
What he saw before his eyes was that rain of blood was flying over the entire camp, and the howling was as shrill as a ghost.
Not far away, countless Chu army cavalry were galloping through the snow like waves, cutting down all the Xianbei people who blocked the road as they passed.
To the west, south, and north, they were all Chu people. It was as if the Chu army tore through the space in an instant and teleported from the Yinshan Mountains hundreds of miles away to the front.
"How is it possible? How could the Chu army kill here? It's impossible!" Qiu Liju turned pale with horror and screamed.
At this moment when he was frightened, Zhang Liao had already taken the lead and was approaching. The sword in his hand was like killing ants, killing all the Xianbei people within a radius of ten feet.
Qiu Liju was so frightened that he didn't care much. He didn't even have time to put on his trousers, so he got on his horse and ran away towards the city.
Zhang Liao, however, rode his horse as fast as he could and had long since set his sights on the enemy chieftain who escaped from the gorgeous leather tent. He was sure to be a Xianbei leader.
With a loud shout, Zhang Liao spurred his horse to gallop. In a few breaths, he killed Qiu Liju who had no time to speed up and was behind him.
But when he swung his ape-like arm, the blood-stained sword in his hand swung out like a white electric light.
When Qiu Liju heard that the blade was coming, he didn't look back. He swung his scimitar back in a hurry, trying to block it with all his strength.
How could Chief Hu, a mere member of the Chu army, be a match for the Five Tiger Generals of Chu? However, when his scimitar was still in the middle of the road, Zhang Liao's sword had already swept in with the power of thunder.
In the blood splashing, Qiu Liju's head flew into the air. (To be continued...)
