Of course, in the face of the Yan army's retreat, Zhao Kuo still did not dare to neglect. God knows if Yan Jun is holding back another trick.
After a night of bloody battle, not only did the Yan army gain a lot, but Zhao Kuo also saw how powerful the Yan army was. Although their cooperation was not a tacit understanding and the military formation was not strict, their fearless energy was enough to make Zhao Kuo look at them with admiration.
Although the Yan army had retreated, and although Zhao Kuo was already badly damaged, Zhao Kuo still insisted on standing on the tower, bandaging and eating millet.
Seeing such a calm and calm general, the soldiers of Zhao felt their hearts calmed down, and even the dry millet in their hands became much sweeter.
There was even a bold commander, the commander of the reserve team who followed Zhao Kuo. While eating the millet in his hand, he returned it and murmured to Zhao Kuo: "Huotou The army is the same, and they don’t even know how to get some soup." He typically scolded the cook while eating. Zhao Kuo was angry and funny when he heard that, and kicked the long buttocks of the soldier. He stretched out his left hand, showed off the black millet in his hand, and said viciously: "I only eat millet, and you still want to drink soup! I still want to drink it!"
"Hehe." Qu Chang rubbed his butt sheepishly and continued in a low voice: "Isn't this so embarrassing!"
"Zhao Ping." Zhao Kuo shook his head helplessly, and then said to Zhao Ping, who was bandaging himself next to him: "Find someone to send a message to the military advisor and ask him to allocate part of the cattle and sheep from the city's harvest. , transport it to Yanyu City."
"Yes." Zhao Ping agreed immediately. Immediately, Zhao Kuo looked at the music commander again, and while putting the millet in his hand into the music commander's hand, he said: "It would be good to have millet now! Take it! After this battle is over, I will Invite the entire army to cook sheep and slaughter cows!"
"Well! Thank you, General!" Qu Chang took the millet happily, feeling extremely happy. Not only because Zhao Kuo
The promise of "cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle" was even more so in the form of millet delivered by the general himself. Without saying a word, Qu Chang immediately found a seat against the wall and sat down with the millet in his arms, and then began to taste it in small sips.
However, before he could even take a bite, a group of black shadows surrounded him and ordered him to hand over rice without killing him!
Just as he was about to kick them away one by one, he looked up and saw that the leader was his immediate superior. Alas, the official rank was overwhelming, so I had to reluctantly contribute the small handful of black rice.
When the captain saw the black millet, he was so happy that he looked at it with a smile on his face.
The "constipated" Qu Chang threw a bag over, and when he opened it, it turned out to be a bag full of millet. The captain smiled and said: "I will exchange one bag for you, and you will not lose!" The Qu Chang looked helplessly. Looking at his immediate superior, he murmured in a low voice: "It's not a loss! It's a loss to my grandma's house! That's what the general has eaten! Can it be the same!" The captain ignored the idiot and then personally took care of it. The handful of black millet rice in his hand was distributed a few grains to each person, and each person said: "This is what the general has eaten! The general got it with great difficulty. Hehe!" All the soldiers were obviously They all heard the conversation between the general and the commander. Of course, they naturally did not expose the lieutenant and praised the lieutenant one after another: he is my role model.
Then he happily took the few grains of millet, looked at them carefully for a moment, and then took them one by one into his mouth. Waiting for them to melt naturally, he murmured: "The millet the general eats is sweet! "If Zhao Kuo heard this, he would probably be depressed to death. These illiterate people are so sweet. They are millet soaked in blood. That sweet taste is the taste of blood!"
And all the Zhao soldiers who had eaten Zhao Kuo's millet were all full of energy and confidence, as if they were on stimulants, and they actually suppressed the Yan army.
Perhaps this is the power of faith? However, looking at the joyful expressions of the soldiers, Zhao Kuo knew that the situation had been temporarily stabilized.
Then the next question is reinforcements. Li Mu! At the end of the day, it only takes four or five days.
You can't let us down! ...What Zhao Kuo didn't know was that Li Mu, whom he had high hopes for, was also experiencing an unprecedented severe test while he was fighting a bloody battle against the Yan army.
But this test did not come from King Yan and his 100,000 Yan troops. On the third night after leaving Yanyu City, Li Mu had already led his army to the outskirts of Handan.
The Yan army led by King Yan here obviously did not give Handan City any chance to breathe. Even at night, they were still fighting with bright lights, but the intensity of the battle and the fighting will of the soldiers were far less than that of Yan and Yan. The city comes fiercely.
Although it was not a fierce battle and the casualties were not heavy, the battle was fought back and forth. After all, the Zhao army on the city tower was not an elite one. Seeing that the Yan army was weak, Pingyuan Jun immediately replaced nearly two-thirds of the troops on the city tower with healthy servants and new soldiers.
More than 10,000 troops were hidden by Pingyuan Jun, and they were euphemistically called: reserve team. Of course, this was also met with skepticism.
Even King Zhao sent people to inquire again, but Lord Pingyuan, who was supervising the battle on the city tower, did not panic at all. He dismissed all doubts with a simple sentence: If you have any questions or questions, please come to the city tower to speak.
As soon as these words came out, the ministers immediately shut their mouths. In this way, both Yan and Zhao were not considered elite troops, and the fighting on the city tower in Handan was considered to be back and forth.
Because of this back-and-forth entanglement, the eyes of King Yan, Li Fu and other personnel were firmly fixed on the Handan Tower. Even if King Yan was killed, he would not have expected that a Zhao army would attack from the north and attack directly. His back.
So, taking advantage of the darkness, Li Mu quickly contacted the 10,000 troops prepared for him by Pingyuan Lord. With Zhao Kuo's token, Li Mu easily accepted the troops.
After another night of repairs, and under the cover of the morning light, Li Mu led an army of 30,000 from north to south, while Zhou Qi led an army of 10,000 from northwest to southeast, attacking the Yan army's camp from both sides.
After several days of fighting, although the Yan army did not suffer much loss of troops, the army was exhausted due to unreasonable rotation.
And the time Li Mu chose happened to be the time when the two forces were handed over. It was the so-called
The time when "the old strength has gone but the new strength has not yet arisen." The results are already apparent. Seeing the three pillars of smoke rising from the west mountain, Lord Pingyuan, who had been supervising the battle on the tower, quickly saw the three pillars of smoke that had been agreed upon.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lord Pingyuan immediately awakened the new force that had been preparing for several days. Immediately, the north gate opened wide, and more than 10,000 elite Zhao troops rushed towards the Yan army who was changing defenses.
Soon, under the encirclement and suppression of Zhao Jun from almost three sides, the Yan army, which had no preparation at all, could not be Zhao Jun's opponent even if it had the advantage of military strength.
It was still the rain of arrows that opened the way, and just one rain of arrows was enough to cause the Yan army to fall into chaos. Taking advantage of the chaos of the Yan army, Li Mu took the lead and led the most elite cavalry towards the Yan army.
Of course, because the purpose of this battle was to defeat the Yan army, it was impossible to keep all the more than 90,000 Yan troops, so the heavy armored cavalry was not brought out by Li Mu.
But even ordinary cavalry was enough to defeat the Yan army. In just a moment of tea, with the second round of arrow rain, the cavalry at the front with spears in hand had already approached the fence of the Yan army's camp.
Zhao Jun's cavalry held their breath and concentrated, holding the horse's belly tightly with their legs, holding the horse with one hand, and leveling the spear with the other hand tied with cowhide, and then wrapped the tail end with cowhide and clamped it under the armpit to increase the weight. Friction increases the force with which the spear hits the fence.
At the same time, he lowered his body to prevent the spear from breaking due to impact and causing the broken spear to bounce back and hurt himself. Close, close, huh?
Coming in? Zhao Jun's cavalry was a little unbelievable, just like breaking through a thin layer of bamboo slips, they came in without even feeling anything?
What about the one who said he needed to use his life to clear the way? The cavalrymen all felt that they had been deceived by General Li Mu. They had asked someone to write a letter home last night, and they seriously suspected that General Li Mu was deceiving his family with tears... However, it was precisely because of their belief that they would die that the cavalrymen of Zhao Jun were let go. Showing such great power.
Complaints are complaints, the battle continues. Since the most difficult link has not been able to stop us, then you are welcome. Let’s win by ascending first, and then we can kill the general!
The Zhao Jun cavalry in the front row threw their spears out one after another. With the help of their horse speed and vigorous throwing, many spears were actually thrown into the middle army, not far away from King Yan's Chinese army tent. Far.
Spears as thick as an arm fell from a high place, and its power can be imagined! It's a pity that in addition to the strength of this thing, the more important issue is density, and it cannot penetrate a string like a bed crossbow.
So, um, yeah, it looks like the bluff guy didn't kill a few people. After all, when such a big thing fell, only one person knew how to avoid it, and he did not carry out a dense and covering attack, so the lethality was very limited. It did not hurt a few people, but it directly knocked down many tents.
Although this spear did only moderate damage to Yan Jun's body, it was quite lethal to Yan Jun's soul.
Especially for the King of Yan and the Prime Minister who just came out of their clothes!
"My king, this place is dangerous, please turn around quickly!" Li Fu, the Prime Minister, saw the spear falling to the ground and collapsing the tent and said immediately to leave.
"Prime Minister, when the two armies are fighting, how can we let..." a general on the side said eagerly. Obviously, even in such a decadent Yan Kingdom court, there is still a voice of justice and correctness.
Unfortunately, the right voice is often not strong enough. Before the general could finish speaking, Prime Minister Li Fu interrupted him, and then angrily said: "The current situation is still unclear? The Zhao army has already planned. There are infantry in the south and cavalry in the north. There is still an army to the west. If our army does not turn back, we may be in danger of being wiped out. Does the general want my king to be captured by Zhao or die here?"
"The general will not dare! But..."
