Xu He turned around and took a look.
He saw a general wearing silver armor and an impressive weapon, holding a long spear, rushing towards him.
All the yellow turban soldiers who stood in front of him were sent flying without mercy.
It's Zhao Yun!
Seeing the other party being so brave, Xu He's heart sank and he shouted quickly,
"Stop him!"
However, before the soldiers on the left and right sides could come forward to meet him, Zhao Yun was already nearby.
The spear in his hand flew up and down, and he killed several soldiers again, and then stabbed Xu He.
Xu He was so frightened that he almost lost his mind. He barely avoided the shot and ran out of the camp in a hurry.
But how could Zhao Yun let him go so easily?
He took a few steps forward and stabbed Xu He hard in the back of the heart.
Fortunately, with the protection of armor, Xu He was not stabbed to death by a shot.
But even so, the huge force also made him spit out a mouthful of blood, and he fell forward!
"General!"
"General!"
Seeing Xu He fall to the ground, all the Yellow Turban Army generals were stunned and rushed forward.
The soldiers on the left and right sides were afraid that Zhao Yun would step forward to finish the attack, so they stepped forward to stop him regardless of their own safety.
"withdraw……"
Xu He ordered with difficulty.
His generals quickly picked him up and carried him away with all their hands.
Although Zhao Yun was determined to pursue the pursuit, Xu He's soldiers were all desperate and risking their lives to delay.
After he finished dealing with most of the soldiers, he looked up, but Xu He was nowhere to be seen.
…
The battle didn't end until the sun rose high.
The Yellow Turban Army camp was in ruins. Cao Jun was cleaning the battlefield and extinguishing the remaining fire.
Yang Ling led a group of soldiers and walked slowly on the battlefield.
"Brother!"
But it was Zhao Yun who came over excitedly.
"Zilong, seeing that you are so happy, I guess this victory must be quite fruitful, right?"
Yang Ling asked with a smile.
"Brother is really good at predicting things."
Zhao Yun couldn't hide the joy on his face and laughed and said,
"The Yellow Turban Army suffered nearly 5,000 casualties and captured more than 1,000 people. The enemy general Xu He escaped after being seriously injured by me. I killed seven generals, big and small, and captured countless supplies!"
With 3,000 troops facing off against 30,000 Yellow Turban elites, such a result is truly brilliant.
No wonder Zhao Yun was so excited.
"Zilong, you did a good job."
Yang Ling nodded in praise.
But Zhao Yun shook his head and said seriously,
"This great victory is all due to your command, big brother."
What he said was quite right.
It was Yang Ling's use of guerrilla tactics that exhausted the Yellow Turban Army.
The first time he sent people to attack the camp, it was just to create a false impression and paralyze Xu He and his soldiers.
And finally dealt a heavy blow during the second attack on the camp.
Just now we had today’s great victory!
"Haha, Zilong, hurry up and send someone to report the situation to the rear."
Yang Ling ordered with a smile.
"Here."
Zhao Yun took the order and left.
…
Cao Jun's camp in the rear.
Cao Cao stared at the map on the table, his face slightly solemn.
Yesterday, Yang Ling had sent someone to pass the news, saying that there were 30,000 elite Yellow Turban Army soldiers, led by Yellow Turban Army General Xu He, blocking their way north.
He looked towards Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai under the tent.
"Fengxiao, Zhicai, do you think we should go and support General Zhao?"
Guo Jia calmly cupped his hands and said,
"Reporting to my lord, I think it is unnecessary. General Zilong has always been cautious. As long as he strictly follows my lord's guerrilla tactics, even if he cannot defeat the Yellow Turban Army, he will never lose anything."
Cao Cao's expression calmed down.
Right.
After all, Zhao Yun also has the powerful Yang Ling in his army.
"But if we can't defeat Xu He's troops, how should we continue going north?"
Cao Cao asked again.
His question made both Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai fall into deep thought.
According to the original plan, after the Yellow Turban Army knew that Cao Cao was leading his troops north, they should send a large army to fight.
Cao Cao then used guerrilla tactics to drag down the Yellow Turban Army, and then used the main force to fight decisively.
But they never expected that the Yellow Turban Army would avoid fighting.
Zhang Rao, the commander-in-chief of Qu, only sent Xu He and 30,000 troops to block Cao's army.
And he led most of the Yellow Turban Army to continue to wreak havoc in the north of Yanzhou, and was about to enter the territory of Dongjun.
How can this not worry Cao Cao?
"In my opinion, we should first defeat Xu He's men and force the Yellow Turban Army to fight with us, and then implement guerrilla tactics."
Guo Jia suggested.
"What you said makes sense."
Cao Cao pondered for a moment and then said,
"In that case, let's march north and join General Zhao Yun to attack the Yellow Turban Army together. Pass my order..."
Before he could finish speaking, he heard footsteps.
Following closely behind, Dian Wei, who was out of breath, broke into the tent.
"Lord, just...just...General Zilong...sent...sent people to deliver the news..."
Seeing Dian Wei in such a hurry, Cao Cao, Guo Jia, and Xi Zhicai's hearts sank.
Could it be that Zhao Yun was defeated?
"Speak slowly, what happened to General Zilong?!"
Cao Cao said in a deep voice.
Dian Wei took a deep breath, and after his breath calmed down, he laughed and said,
"Zilong defeated the Yellow Turban Army!"
"What?"
Cao Cao and the other three were stunned.
After Dian Wei narrated the news from the scouts in full, Cao Cao came back to his senses.
He was so excited that he clapped his hands and laughed happily,
"First of all... General Zilong really lived up to my expectations!"
Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.
They didn't know that Yang Ling, the master behind them, was in Zhao Yun's army.
Only when Zhao Yun used guerrilla tactics, he easily defeated Xu He.
I didn't expect this guerrilla tactic to be so powerful!
Guo Jia calmed down and muttered,
"Since General Zilong defeated the enemy general Xu He, Zhang Rao, the commander of the Yellow Turban Army, must not be able to sit still."
"Yes, by then he will definitely lead a large force south to deal with us."
Xi Zhicai nodded.
Cao Cao came back from his joy and said with a smile,
"In this case, let's send our troops north to join General Zhao!"
…
The main force of Cao's army quickly took action and joined Zhao Yun's troops.
Inside the tent.
Cao Cao looked at Yang Ling and Zhao Yun standing in the hall, and praised with a smile on his face,
"This battle was won, thanks to your master's uncanny calculations and General He Zilong's heroic killing of the enemy!"
"The state pastor is overly praised."
Yang Ling waved his hand indifferently.
With his intelligence, it is not easy to deal with the small Yellow Turban Army.
Cao Cao exchanged pleasantries with Yang Ling and Zhao Yun, and then turned the topic back to the war.
"By the way, sir, just after the spies reported back and Xu He fled back, the Yellow Turban Army troops began to take action."
"Their vanguard has already moved south, less than a hundred miles away from us."
