It seems that Pang Tongyi had made this plan from the beginning, letting Shamoko hide in the military formation, and then he would ambush Zhang Liao and lure Zhang Liao into a trap. It was just that Ma Di laughed and lured Zhang Liao over in advance.
Pang Tong shouldn't be here, and neither should Zhao Yun, but in order to ambush Zhang Liao, they all showed up, as well as the owners of the Guan Zi Banner and Zhang Zi Banner.
"Uuuuuuu——!"
It seemed like the horn of the barbarians was blowing.
From the corner of Zhang Liao's eye, he could already see the Guanzi flag and Zhangzi flag being pressed down by their respective owners on the mountains on both sides.
He jumped onto the slope with his horse, the horse's front hooves raised, and its hind legs stood on the slope. In the dark night, the shadows of a man and a horse pressed towards Pang Tong with great force.
Ma Liang drew his sword and turned around, and what he saw was this scene.
"Shiyuan, run!"
Ma Liang shouted, but Pang Tong continued to stand there like a fool.
Ma Liang had long heard that the strategist known as Feng Chu had been stimulated after the Battle of Chibi, and he was somewhere between stupid and stupid. He thought it was a rumor. Only now did he realize that this matter was actually true. The most intelligent man in the world did not run away when faced with such a killing situation.
Pang Tong's ugly face was full of ferocity, and he whispered to Zhang Liao: "Cao Cao, Sun Quan, generals, and military advisors will all die, all of them will die!"
As if to verify his words, Zhao Yun's spear tip thrust upward from bottom to top and penetrated Zhang Liao's horse's belly.
The horse staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. The horse's head was only half an inch away from Pang Tong, but Pang Tong remained motionless.
Zhang Liao quickly jumped off the horse's belly. Before he hit the ground, he turned around and shot him.
He was sure that Zhao Yun's gun had penetrated the horse's belly. He had no weapon at this time and could not fight back. Looking back, he saw a weapon in Zhao Yun's hand.
It turned out that Zhao Yun's spear had already emerged from the horse's back. Zhao Yun grabbed the head of the spear and pulled it out gently. Then he flicked the spear back and hit the head of Zhang Liao's spear, swinging Zhang Liao's spear away.
Then Zhao Yun changed his hands, holding the spear bloody in his hand, and started to attack.
"How could this person... be so strong..."
Zhang Liao never knew that Liu Bei's inconspicuous bodyguards could be so powerful.
But Pang Tong knew that Pang Tong showed a strategizing smile.
In the past, only cavalry ambush infantry, but he let an infantry ambush the cavalry, just because this man was Changshan Zhao Zilong.
On this dark, moonless hillside, two black figures were fighting with guns.
Zhang Liao and Zhao Yun fought more than ten moves on foot. Zhang Liao tried to attack Pang Tong several times, but Zhao Yun blocked him. Moreover, because Zhang Liao was obsessed with Pang Tong, he was beaten back repeatedly by Zhao Yun, who had no other thoughts.
Seeing that the closure was coming, Zhang Liao's eyes showed despair.
After serving in the army for decades, he had never been so desperate, even when faced with Cao Cao's overwhelming troops.
There is only one Zhao Yun, and it is possible for him to escape unscathed, but with Guan Zhang, he will definitely die.
He is not afraid of death, he is afraid of dying worthless.
If he can get the other side's military advisor, he can gain opportunities for his generals. There are also a few lieutenants he likes among the eight thousand cavalry, who can take the opportunity to protect the army's retreat.
But if no one can be killed, his death will be in vain.
Is there really no solution to this dead end?
"Uuuuuuu——!"
The horn sounded again, and this time, several people present felt something was wrong.
This is not the horn of the barbarians!
It didn’t come from Zhang Liao’s army, but——
"Tap tap tap!"
It was the sound of horse hooves, which sounded from the other side of the mountain.
Pang Tong turned back in disbelief and looked at the hillside behind him.
This is a mountainous area, not a plain. What kind of cavalry made the sound of neat hoofbeats on the mountainous area?
He soon learned the answer.
Black shadows kept appearing on the top of the hillside, and cavalry kept adjusting their angles.
The cavalry were surrounded by a large flag, and the writing could not be seen clearly in the darkness.
But Pang Tong, who knew the composition of Cao's army, already understood what it was.
After the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry, Xiliang Iron Cavalry, and Feng camp cavalry were defeated one after another, they became the strongest cavalry in the world.
The strongest among the nearly one million troops in Cao's camp, everyone is the best of the best.
Tiger and leopard riding.
A torch finally appeared in the dark shadow. The torch illuminated the logo on the flag, and the "Cao" flag whistled in the wind.
Pang Tong's strategizing laughter stopped, and his face turned into a look uglier than crying.
The tiger and leopard cavalry are coming, can the main force of Cao's army be far behind?
He then looked at the army below. There were many barbarian soldiers and they were brave. But after all, Zhang Liao had built most of the camp. There were casualties on both sides, and there were more barbarians. However, the core of the camp has not yet been breached, and Zhang Liao's infantry and cavalry are still resisting.
It was too late. The biggest advantage of the barbarians was night vision and walking through the mountains and forests, but now they were on the flat ground. If the tiger and leopard cavalry rushed down from behind the barbarians, it would be a massacre.
More and more cavalry were arrayed on the top of the mountain. Pang Tong gritted his teeth and said to Ma Liang: "Let Samoko retreat!"
Ma Liang turned around, but Ma Di was still asking: "Why? The camp is about to be captured!"
"We can't defend even if we capture it. We want to run away, not defend the city! If we want to defend Xiakou, we'll defend it!"
Pang Tong said something fiercely, and at the same time said to Zhao Yun: "Zilong, let's go!"
With a "pop" sound, Zhang Liao, who was pressed by Zhao Yun, retreated again.
In the darkness, the two exchanged dozens of moves, but instead of really fighting, they became sympathetic to each other.
In this world, there are not many people who can treat each other as rivals.
"Zilong, let's go!"
Pang Tong shouted again that his plan was ruined and he no longer lingered here.
After saying this, the cavalryman on the "Guan" flag stretched out his hand, picked him up, and put him on his horse.
"Tanzhi, leave quickly!"
Pang Tong said to the man on horseback.
The torch illuminated his face, and it turned out that this person was not Guan Yu, but Guan Ping, Guan Yu's adopted son.
Guan Ping nodded and looked at Zhang Bao across from him. The two teenage generals looked determined.
Zhang Bao pulled Ma Su to mount his horse, and then went to pull Zhao Yun.
But how could there be three people sitting on one horse? Zhao Yun did not get on the horse.
He swung away Zhang Liao's gun and suddenly stuck it on the ground.
Zhang Liao knew that Guan Zhang was fake, and he saw his own cavalry standing on the hillside. He was relieved. He was about to attack, but when he saw this scene, he stopped.
Zhao Yun cupped his fists and said to Zhang Liao: "General Wenyuan, we have no choice but to set up an ambush today. If we fight again tomorrow, we will use all our strength. See you later!"
After saying that, with the kick gun in hand, he turned around without any precautions and followed Guan Ping and Zhang Bao on foot.
Zhang Liao felt heroic and quickly clasped his fists and said: "Zilong, see you later! Let's have a good fight someday!"
He just watched the other party leave, neither chasing them nor shooting cold arrows, just letting them go.
At the same time, the Wuxi barbarian king Shamoke received the news from Ma Liang, and the Wuxi barbarians retreated across the mountains and plains.
Unlike the soldiers of the Central Plains, the barbarians retreated in a hurry and without any plan. Zhang Liao's infantry and cavalry moved his troops to cover up the attack and killed many barbarians.
Only then did Zhang Liao feel relieved. He came to his dead horse and stroked its long-dead body, feeling sad for the death of his long-time friend.
He looked at the terrifying entrance of the cave again with a sad expression.
"How can such a strong general not have a good reputation?"
He didn't notice that Cao Jun on the top of the mountain had been reorganizing his army, but he still didn't come down.
There, Cao Xiu, the Cao family's thousand-mile horse, was shaking with both hands holding the riding whip. Their horses were already weak during this fast trip, and it was impossible to charge.
There are tens of thousands of barbarians below, and killing them will only lead to death.
Zhuge Liang on the side smiled and said: "General, just let the cavalry go up and down the mountain. They are not allowed to go down the mountain. The enemy will not dare to come back."
It turns out that only a hundred or so of the world-famous Tiger and Leopard Cavalry can reach this point quickly.
But under the command of Zhuge Liang, these more than a hundred people appeared at the perfect time and scared off 50,000 barbarians.
Soldiers never tire of deceit, and the Guanzhang is fake, so why can't the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry be fake?
