Xiahou Dun waited eagerly for another afternoon, but when Jiang Gan did not return to the camp, he cursed angrily: "You two are classmates and are friends, eating and drinking in the city, and asking someone to drink the northwest wind outside, okay, okay..."
Then he ordered all the camps to hold a banquet to celebrate their victory. Although the battle with Zhou Yu was inconclusive, the Wu army was running out of food in the city and was about to be defeated. In Xiahou Dun's view, it was a complete victory and he was ready to retreat tomorrow. Camping outside in the cold winter, the troops and horses suffered extremely. .
At this time, the Wei army knew that both sides were on strike, so they all relaxed their vigilance. The rear camp also allocated more grain and grass to prepare meals so that everyone could eat and drink enough to get on the road in the morning.
Xiahou Dun was depressed, and Zhong Jin's brother persuaded him to drink, so he became very drunk. Although the soldiers in the camp were not drunk enough, they attacked the city one after another.
At the fourth watch, the last quarter moon hangs in the western sky, the stars are shining with cold light, and the northwest wind is like a knife cutting the face.
Wu Junbing went straight to the Wei Jun camp in three groups. When they arrived outside the camp, they saw darkness everywhere, no one was patrolling, and the torches on the sentry tower had long been extinguished.
Zhou Yu sat upright on his horse, his eyes were like lightning under his brocade robe, and he slowly swept across the Wei army camp. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "No wonder Xiahou Dun, a general who is often defeated, can be undefeated if he leads his troops like this?"
Not long after, Xu Sheng sent someone to report that firewood and wood had been piled northwest of the coast. Soon, the sound of horses was faintly heard from the south gate, and Ding Feng also led his troops to seize the Wei army's horses.
"Set fire——" Zhou Yu ordered slowly.
Soldiers from both sides rushed forward and lit torches at the north gate. The archers were already ready to attack. The fire arrows soared into the sky like meteors, piercing the dim sky and falling into the enemy camp.
A fire horn appeared from the north, and Xu Sheng from the northwest gave an order. Countless firelights illuminated the sky red at night, and thick smoke billowed in an instant, spreading toward the Wei camp along with the west wind.
The banks of the Zihe River were red, and Wu troops were distributed in the northwest. They watched this scene quietly, not rushing to beat the drums and kill. The fire shone on everyone's face, flickering on and off.
The screams finally came out, and the messy drums sounded, and the Wei army camp was in chaos. The soldiers crawled out of the barracks and saw a red light in the sky above their heads, and they were all shocked.
Thick smoke filled the air, and many people choked and coughed. After taking a few steps, they fell to the ground and could not get up again. The fire burned quickly, leaving only a cloud of smoke.
Xiahou Dun had another familiar dream. He heard people shouting and horses barking, and soldiers surrounded him. He was so surprised that he shouted: "Zhang Fei, Zhang Heizi..."
He opened his eyes suddenly and saw black smoke billowing from the tent. The soldiers were pulling him out of bed and putting on his clothes, roaring: "What happened?"
Zhong Jin put a robe on him indiscriminately and urged: "The Wu army is attacking the camp, general, leave quickly!"
"Impossible, absolutely..." Xiahou Dun's eyes widened. Hearing screams from everywhere outside the tent, he was shocked and was dragged out of the tent by Zhong Jin.
When he came out of the tent and saw the sky full of fire, Xiahou Dun stared at him and opened his mouth: "This..."
Zhong Shen had already brought his mount and helped Xiahou Dun mount his horse. He and other guards protected Xiahou Dun, and retreated to the southeast with smoke and fire, escaping from the camp first and then making plans.
The Wei army deserted the camp in embarrassment. Many were burned to death in the fire. Those who were lucky enough to escape had no time to put on their clothes and shivered in the cold wind. They were frozen to death not long after walking. In the dark, there were ambushes who fired hidden arrows, causing numerous casualties.
Xiahou Dun beat his horse and hurried out of the east gate. He was so frightened that he gritted his teeth and cursed: "The scholar misled me!"
Looking back, I saw that most of the entire camp had been burned down. The fire was four to five feet high. Thick smoke covered the sky, and no stars or moon could be seen.
While he was cursing, he suddenly heard the sound of drums, and a general urged his horse to kill him: "Xiahou Dun, today is the day you die."
"General, leave quickly!" Zhong Jin saw it clearly and quickly stepped forward to stop him.
Ding Feng had been preparing for a long time and was ready to go. He raised his gun to push aside Zhong Jin and went straight to Xiahou Dun.
"Jiangdong rats, stop being so arrogant!" Xiahou Dun was furious. He threw away the robe and armor on his body and wore only cloth to fight Ding Feng.
Three thousand Wu soldiers behind Ding Feng had quietly entered the camp, snatched the Xianbei army's horses, and charged forward together. The shocked Wei army could not resist and fled one after another.
The two Zhong Jin brothers worked together to fight, but they were defeated like a mountain and could not restrain themselves at all. The two brothers stepped forward to rescue Xiahou Dun and fled away with their horses.
Ding Feng pursued him closely, and the Wu army ran rampant among the rebellious troops, causing them to scream and suffer countless casualties until they reached the bank of the Zihe River.
At this time, the entire camp of the Wei army caught fire, and the bank of the Zihe River turned into a sea of fire. The Wei soldiers jumped off the river bank by the light of the fire, and crashed into a ball on the ice. The Wu army fired arrows at random, killing and wounding most of them.
In the camp to the west, the Xianbei army was awakened by fireworks. They were close to the food and grass area. At first, they thought there was a fire in the camp and were still shouting and cursing. When they realized that the situation was not good and they wanted to leave, the fire had spread to the front.
When the Xianbei army rushed to the back trough and prepared to escape on horseback, they were all dumbfounded. They saw that the stable was empty and there was not a single horse.
"These Han people are really not loyal enough!" Yuwen Limu was so angry that he stamped his feet and cursed. Without war horses, their force would be greatly reduced.
The Xianbei army panicked and chose a route, and finally escaped from the camp despite the fireworks. Xu Sheng had been waiting with the Wu army for a long time. He held the ancient ingot knife in his arms and said with a smile: "Huluan dares to invade our Central Plains? Kill——"
With an order, the crossbows and arrows were fired, and the Xianbei troops in the front row fell to the ground one after another. Before the soldiers behind them could react, the Wu army had already charged forward. The Xianbei army had no horses, no weapons, and was unable to fight back.
"Follow me!" Yuwen Limu held the mountain-cutting ax and struck Xu Sheng with a roar.
Boom——
Amidst the loud noise, Xu Sheng, who was a head shorter than Yuwen Limulus, caught the move forcefully, took a lunge, and held his hands horizontally as steady as a mountain.
"You?!" Yu Wenju was shocked, looking down at his former defeated general in disbelief.
"Hey!" Xu Sheng slowly raised his head, revealing two rows of white teeth under the shining firelight, "Anyone who violates our Han territory will die -"
Amid the loud shouts, he pushed the ax away with strong force with his arms, and the ancient ingot knife took advantage of the situation to swing. The gorgeous cold light reflected the raging fire, making it dazzling.
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In the soft sound, Yuwen Limulus' armor appeared to be in vain, its round belly was cut open like a melon, and its intestines and internal organs gurgled out.
"That's it?" Xu Sheng turned his hand with a beautiful sword and shouted: "Soldiers, charge!"
Yu Wenli was beheaded with a single blow, and the Xianbei army became more and more panicked. They all turned around and fled, but with the smoke and fire behind them, they had nowhere to go. They had no way to advance or retreat. They were all killed by the Wu army, and soon they were drowned in the sea of fire.
Zhou Yu led a thousand elite soldiers to watch the battle from a distance. The Wei stronghold was completely burned down. Men and horses from each battalion came to report one after another. Only more than a thousand of Xiahou Dun's men escaped, and most of the remaining 40,000 men were killed in the flames.
"Go back to the city!" Facing the raging fire, Zhou Yu's face was as dark as water. If Xiahou Dun and his men were not wiped out, they would be the ones who had left their hometown in Jiangdong.
It was already dark when we returned to the government office. It was dead silent in the mid-winter morning. Only the clanging sound of armor could be heard. Several soldiers knocked open Jiang Gan's door and took him out of bed.
