Five thousand mountain soldiers walked for a day. They stopped and took off their armor one after another.
Most of the Shanyue soldiers were hunters in the mountains. Although their bodies were very strong, they were very tired after a day of marching with armor. At this time, they wanted to rest and wait for food.
Huang Bing directed everyone to set up camp, bury pots to make rice, and arranged guards to guard around the camp.
Because they only had one night's rest before going to attack Luo County tomorrow, the camp they set up was very simple, and they didn't prepare any horses or antlers.
When the rice in the camp was about to be cooked, the scouts from the south came to the big tent in a panic to report that a large group of soldiers had approached the camp.
The commander-in-chief Wu Qi was lying on the bed, closing his eyes and concentrating on waiting for dinner, but he jumped up when he heard the military situation.
"Whose army? How many people are there? How far away are they from us?" Wu Qi asked questions like a barrage of questions.
The scout replied: "Because it's dark, I can't see exactly how many people and whose troops are there. It's only more than a mile away..."
"What? Why don't you report it in the morning? Hurry up and gather your troops for defense." Wu Qi was shocked and said to himself that this is all coming to his face. You scouts are really derelict in their duties.
Seeing that the general was angry, the scout quickly explained with caution: "The main reason is that the weather is bad... In addition, General Huang is already gathering troops, so he should have time..."
"snort..."
Wu Qi put on his robe and angrily ran to the front of the camp.
Huang Bing has urgently organized soldiers to form an array, but because of the rush of time, many Shanyue people have not yet put on their armor, but Gao Shun's trapped troops are already in front of him.
He stood up with a yellow handle and a horizontal sword, and rode forward alone, shouting and yelling: "Where are the rats who dare to invade the territory and rob the camp?"
There was no expression on Gao Shun's face. He asked coldly: "Shu, you seem to have forgotten something like this? Do you want me to remind you?"
Huang Bing was startled when he heard this. He realized that he had just made a mistake and quickly changed the subject: "This is the territory of the Han Dynasty..."
"Army attack."
Gao Shun didn't wait for Huang Handle to finish his words, he directly raised the command flag with his right hand and waved it forward. All the battalions of the trapped army advanced uniformly. During the charge, the armor shook and made a metallic sound, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
"You bastard with no martial ethics..." Huang Bing cursed and turned his horse's head back to the battle.
Wu Qi frowned: "Lu Boyan spoke of the Shanyue soldiers as being very magical. We just got to see them today."
At this time, the dinner in the Jiangdong military camp was already cooked, and the smell of rice was carried to the nostrils of the soldiers by the wind, but the trapped army did not give them time to prepare the meal.
The two sides collided fiercely. Although the Shanyue soldiers had martial arts and strength, many of them had not worn armor because they were panicked just now. In addition, there was a huge gap in the protective gear and weapons between the two sides. The Shanyue soldiers that Lu Xun was proud of could not stop them at all. Just after the confrontation, they were crushed by the torrent of iron armor, and they could only keep fighting and retreating.
"How could this happen?" Wu Qi was shocked when he saw that he was about to collapse at the first touch.
"Either the Shanyue soldiers are weak, or the army on the opposite side is too strong, there seems to be more people than us." Huang Bing lowered his head and carefully observed the battlefield.
"What should we do? We can't compete as a single soldier, and there are not as many people as the opponent. Are we ambushed?" Although Wu Qi is Wu Jing's son, he doesn't have much military talent. When he said this, he grabbed the reins of his horse and was ready to run away at any time.
"It's going to be dark soon, why not..."
Huang Bing wanted to suggest withdrawing the troops, but in the middle of the sentence there was a sudden commotion on both wings, and the troops who were still in formation were instantly in chaos.
"General Wu, there are cavalry charging into the formation on the left and right wings. They are numerous. Please make a decision quickly."
When Wu Qi and Huang Bing were surprised, a general Pegasus came to the Chinese army to report the battle situation.
"Then what are you waiting for? We have fallen into a trap, let's retreat quickly..."
Wu Qi left these last words, and then urged his war horses to gallop north. At this time, he could not take care of the Shanyue people.
"Uh... okay..." Huang Handle followed closely.
The two generals took the lead in running away, and the rest of the generals followed suit. In the end, the Shanyue soldiers had no command at all and were driven away in all directions.
The trapped troops were wearing heavy armor and were not good at chasing. At this time, it was Pound's cavalry and Chu Qing's hundreds of scouts who stole the show.
The cavalry kept intersecting the enemy formations, cutting and breaking up the defeated Shanyue soldiers again. Originally, they were arranged in separate formations, but eventually it turned into a one-sided massacre.
The screams, cries, wind, and water all played a symphony under the sky.
Wu Qi, Huang Bing and four hundred cavalry escaped from the encirclement, but there were still cavalry in pursuit. At this time, there was no light on the western horizon, and the gray sky would be shrouded in darkness in an instant.
"Bastard, are they too arrogant? Do you dare to chase dozens of people? I've suffered a big loss today and it's hard to explain. Why don't you find some face with them?" Huang Bing turned his head to look around from time to time while running, and found that the pursuers were actually fighting. With torches, he could easily calculate that there were no more than fifty pursuers.
"I think so too." Wu Qi nodded in agreement.
The two generals hit it off immediately and ordered the cavalry to turn their horses around and form a flying geese formation, intending to swallow up the dozens of pursuing troops.
Considering that there is not much difference between the cavalry and the cavalry, and Jiangdong's strength is now almost ten times that of the pursuers, Wu Qi and Huang Bing will not doubt that they cannot defeat them.
As soon as the two sides fought, Jiangdong's cavalry kept falling off their horses. Wu Qi's guards reported in horror: "The black-faced man at the head is too strong. We can't stop him at all..."
"The person who can take the lead is not a good person. We must deal with this person first." Wu Qi frowned.
"I'm going to kill him now, otherwise it will take too long, and the rest of the pursuers will come again." Huang Bing's eyes flashed, and he jumped on his horse and rushed into the melee.
"General Huang, be careful." Wu Qi reminded.
"General Wu, please relax, they are just trash fish." Huang Bing turned his head and smiled.
From a distance, I saw the black-faced man fighting from left to right, with a yellow-handled sword thrust into the crowd on horseback. I saw that he was holding a spear in his hand with a curly beard, which was very incongruous with his burly body.
"You black man, suffer death."
Huang Bing urged the war horse to rush behind Zhang Fei, raised the sword in his hand and slashed forward with all his strength.
Zhang Fei was stabbing down a cavalryman with a spear. Suddenly he felt someone shouting and making a sound from behind. He turned around and saw a broadsword falling from the sky. Zhang Fei instinctively grasped the handle of the spear with both hands to block it.
There was a click, Zhang Fei used too much force, and the moment the yellow-handled sword fell, the handle of the spear was broken.
Huang Bian was ecstatic when he saw this, thinking that he could easily kill him. Unexpectedly, Zhang Fei quickly dodged to the side, and took advantage of the inertia of his body tilt to lift the broken handle of his left hand upwards and hit the head of the knife.
Huang Shan's power was all in the broadsword. He had no idea that the opponent would counterattack when dodging. The backlash of power made him jump back and almost fall off his horse.
When Huang Handle desperately grabbed the reins and used the strength to sit upright, a black hand waved a broken spear close to his chest.
With a pop, the broken spear penetrated Huang Handle's chest through the armor. His eyes widened and he stared blankly, then his body stiffened and he fell off the horse.
Huang Bing was quite shocked before he died. He knew that this black guy was definitely not an unknown person, but it was a pity that he was too hasty and forgot to inform his name.
