The terrain of the Taihang Mountains is actually very open. The average width of the entire mountain range is more than fifty miles, so it is not easy to find a place to set up an ambush here.
Jianglonggang is definitely the only place among the many ambush sites where there is a chance to annihilate an entire army. Viewed from a high place, it looks like an upside-down bowl without a base. The bamboo on both sides of the entrance is very dense, resulting in There is only a passage of five or six feet in the hill that is more than ten miles wide.
But after entering, it is a very empty flat land, only blocked by hills on both sides. To get out of the hills, you can only walk forward for more than ten miles to completely get out of the hills.
In Zhao Yun's imagination, Xiahou Dun should have hoped that Zhang Yan would lead his troops into the hill. After the army had completely entered, he would have some sergeants ambushing outside the hill to block the retreat, and then attack his own army from both front and rear.
There is nothing wrong with Zhao Yun's thinking. After all, his knowledge of Jianglong Hill was limited to the sketch Zhang Yan drew on the ground, but Xiahou Dun did not. He had actually surveyed this hill.
In fact, when he went up the mountain, he had the same thoughts as Zhao Yun, but after he finished walking around the entire hill, he had other thoughts.
He hoped to hide more than 10,000 people on both sides of the hill. Anyway, the forest there was deep and leafy. After a cold winter, it was April and many branches and leaves had not grown. With the camouflage on the ground and some The huge stone could hide ten thousand people without being discovered. After all, Lu Jun pursued for more than 200 miles, and the journey was uneventful, so it was inevitable that he would become relaxed.
After Zhao Yun led his troops in, he set fire to the entrance. At the same time, Zhang Yan lit the exit. In this way, the entire hill would turn into a big furnace, burning all of Zhao Yun's 20,000 Lu troops to death. This is the best strategy.
When Zhang Yan showed Xiahou Dun's letter to Zhao Yun, the latter fell into a difficult situation and he didn't know how to deal with it.
If they do not enter Jianglonggang and attack directly outside, they can escape anywhere in the Taihang Mountains, which extends in all directions. Although they can still defeat Xiahou Dun, the number of casualties will not be too shocking.
If he went in according to his request and waited for the fire to burn out, Xiahou Dun would not even have to go to the hill in person. He could easily see through the idea of taking advantage of the situation as long as he sent troops to survey the situation inside the hill.
"This old boy has a lot on his mind!" Yan Liang cursed angrily.
Wen Chou frowned and said solemnly: "This guy can take charge of the military and political power of Bingzhou and be responsible for Cao Cao. Naturally, he is not an ordinary person."
The two brothers would never be merciful to Cao Jun, and they both wished they could all be buried in the Taihang Mountains. However, Xiahou Dun's military strategy was destined not to put him in a desperate situation. This made Zhao Yun feel uneasy. Give birth to some admiration.
How could an ordinary warrior think so carefully in such a situation? He must have fought with the idea of victory. It is no wonder that he was able to severely injure Zhang Liao and the two brothers after Anfeng's defeat. It is true. not simple.
"What should I do?" Zhang Yan has always been fighting when he can fight over the years, and running away when he can't be beaten. In fact, his true attainments in the art of war are not that high. He looked at Zhao Yun helplessly.
After deciding to surrender to Lu Bu, he naturally wanted to put Xiahou Dun to death in the Taihang Mountains. The reason is simple. The more severely Cao's army is defeated, the greater his contribution will be, and the smaller the crisis will naturally be.
"You can no longer enter Jianglonggang"
Zhao Yun stood upright, holding the bright silver gun tightly, eyes half-squinted, and sighed: "We can only lure Xiahou Dun out from outside the hill."
Then, he looked at Yan Liang and Wen Chou, "Brothers, this battle is about whether we can successfully capture Bingzhou. Remember, the first priority is to kill the generals during the battle, especially Xiahou Dun."
"Don't worry, we have all seen him and recognize him!" Yan Liang assured him, patting his chest.
Zhao Yun nodded slightly, then looked at Zhang Yan, "If you want to force Xiahou Dun out, you have to rely on General Zhang."
"Don't worry, General Zhao. Now you and I share weal and woe, let's use our troops!" Zhang Yan cupped his hands and said.
According to Xiahou Dun's request, Zhang Yan's Black Mountain Army should not be too far away from Lu's army, and must give Zhao Yun the illusion that they could catch up immediately. This was in line with Zhao Yun's wishes.
The two armies were one behind the other. When they were far away, they could be more than ten miles away. When they were close, they were only four or five miles away. Sometimes the front army could even see Zhang Yan's rear army.
The main theme is one: he runs away, he chases him, he can't fly without wings.
But during this process, the two sides always maintained a safe distance, and not a single battle occurred.
Moreover, because the mountains were blocked by war horses, Xiahou Dun could no longer obtain information about the scouts, so he really had no idea whether they had fought.
Otherwise, in this situation, Zhao Yun could still pursue for more than 200 miles, which is unreasonable.
"General, the Black Bandits are already three miles away!"
When a sentry came back to report Xiahou Dun who was hiding on the hillside, the latter breathed a sigh of relief. He finally arrived. He tightened the silver hook flying gun in his hand and stared at the north.
The figure was not seen, but the sounds of fighting and wailing were heard.
Xiahou Dun began to feel excited, and he seemed to be able to see the entire Jianglonggang on fire.
As the sound of fighting got closer and closer, Xiahou Dun still couldn't see clearly what was going on. After all, this place was relatively open. If you really counted, the width of this area reached eight miles.
Time passed by minute by second. In theory, the Black Mountain bandits should have penetrated into Jianglonggang. Why did the sound of fighting become more and more intense?
He was about to stick his head out to find out what was going on, but he heard a loud voice, "Brothers, since we can't run away, the odds are against us, so fight them and kill them!"
Immediately afterwards, the sound of charging, screams and golden roars could be clearly heard mixed together. Even though the situation in the battle circle could not be seen, it was still possible to hear that the two parties were completely fighting together.
"Asshole! It's just such a short distance away, why doesn't he go to Jianglonggang!" Xiahou Dun gritted his teeth angrily, wasn't he going to die? The trap he had laid was waiting for Zhao Yun to jump into. Why did he have to be caught up in this place!
"General Xiahou, save me! If you don't come out, all my cubs will be killed!" An urgent roar reached his ears, and Xiahou Dun's heart sank. He was really a pig teammate. Such a shout seemed to have completely cut off Zhao Yun's surrender. With Longgang's thoughts in mind, he was about to rush out with his spear, but was held back by Cao Zhen.
"Uncle, something is wrong!"
"What's wrong?" Xiahou Dun looked at Cao Zhen suspiciously.
"Zhang Yan's Black Mountain bandits have been fighting in the Taihang Mountains for so many years. These people should be extremely good at running in the mountains. In addition, they know the terrain of this area very well. How could they be killed so easily by Zhao Yun's people? Trapped?"
Hearing this, Xiahou Dun frowned, it made sense.
But he quickly shook his head in relief, "Zi Dan only knows one thing but not the other. Although the Black Mountain bandits are good at mountain warfare, they are not elite troops after all, and their endurance is naturally inferior to that of Lu Jun. This group of people ran for two For more than a hundred miles, the soldiers have already lost their fighting spirit and are in dire straits.”
"My nephew just feels that even if he is really entangled, it shouldn't be such a coincidence. It just happened under our eyes."
"Zidan!"
Xiahou Dun solemnly rebuked, "The way to use troops is to speculate on various unexpected situations, but you should not be paranoid about yourself. What's more, now that the arrow is on the string, it has to be fired. Our army is waiting for work. Even if we cannot lead them into the valley, we can Severely inflict a heavy blow on Lu Jun, stop talking nonsense and give the order!"
From Xiahou Dun's point of view, this idea is actually not wrong. Being able to kill Zhao Yun, Yan Liang and Wen Chou is naturally good news that can overturn the situation of the war. But even if it cannot be done, one must not forget the purpose of this trip.
The initial task given to him by Cao Cao was to disrupt the situation in the Northern Kingdom and prevent Lu Bu from easily taking Youzhou.
As long as Zhao Yun is defeated here, Lu Bu will have to continue to divide his troops, or even withdraw his troops to return reinforcements, otherwise Jizhou will become a backyard filled with smoke.
Cao Zhen was a little reluctant, but Xiahou Dun had spoken, so he could only wave to the messenger on the side, who took out the horn on his waist, and immediately, a melodious horn sound resounded through the hills.
"Kill!" On the hillsides on both sides, Cao Jun poured into the battle circle like a tide. Viewed from above, Cao Jun formed a tight encirclement on the outside of the battle circle, and swung the bright sword in his hand towards Lu Jun.
However, when they got close to Lu Jun, they suddenly discovered that this originally messy team was not as disorganized as they thought because they were ambushed. Lu Jun seemed to have been prepared, and he raised his sword and fought back.
For a time, mud and grass were flying on the Taihang Mountains, and the two armies were fighting hand-to-hand. The battle became fierce from the beginning.
"I am Xiahou Yuanrang, who dares to stop me!" Xiahou Dun, who was striding forward, swung his silver-hook flying spear and pierced the chest of a Lu Jun centurion, and provoked him to knock down three Lu Jun on the side.
Although Xiahou Dun was surprised by Lu Jun's unexpected calmness in the face of danger, he was not only not panicked, but also very excited.
Because the more tenacious they show, it proves that what Zhao Yun brings is precisely Lu Bu's most elite troops. As long as they are all annihilated here, Lu Jun will be like a spear with the tip broken.
He has the capital to be confident, because his fifteen thousand people have surrounded them, waiting for them to work and taking them by surprise. In addition, they are far away from the army, how can they not be defeated?
The only pity is that they can't all be buried in the flames.
This was what Xiahou Dun was thinking in this breath, but in the next breath he roared angrily: "You are crazy!"
Chai Zhou originally led people from the other end to rush towards the battle circle. He took the lead and fought hand-to-hand with Lu Jun before knocking down two Lu Jun. However, the Black Mountain bandit behind him slashed at him head-on. If it weren't for his sharpness accumulated from many years of fighting, Sex, that blow just now had already killed him.
Xiahou Dun had a panoramic view of this scene, and he was a little confused for a moment. Are these people obsessed with killing? Do they not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy?
When he saw clearly that the Black Mountain bandits around him were beginning to kill his own soldiers, he finally realized that these people were so blind that they could not tell the difference between the enemy and ourselves. They had clear goals.
"Uncle! We have fallen into a trap!" Cao Zhen roared, but he did not dare to order the withdrawal.
Xiahou Dun was so angry that his back teeth were almost broken. How is this possible? He clearly sent more than 10,000 people to attack Changshan and Zhongshan Kingdom. He was clearly chased by Lu Jun all the way, and even more than a dozen mountain strongholds were burned down.
On the battlefield, Xiahou Dun was no longer allowed to delve into the ins and outs of this matter, because it could be seen with the naked eye that his troops were suddenly plunged into chaos due to the sudden encounter with Black Mountain bandits who attacked from behind.
The panic that should have appeared on Lu Jun now permeated the bodies of his own soldiers, and was spreading rapidly like a plague.
"Rebels have no faith, break out to the west!"
Xiahou Dun probably couldn't accept that he was being plotted by a bandit, so he directly changed his target and attacked the black bandit, killing him while shouting his name to stabilize the morale of the army.
It's not that he doesn't want to escape, but in this situation, with no war horses and a lonely mountain top, if a hole cannot be opened to allow the army to retreat in an orderly manner, there will probably be a complete rout.
Xiahou Dun was killing more and more fiercely. As he turned around, the bandits or Lu Jun within three steps were all filled with blood mist and fell to the ground.
Just when he was about to make a hole, a cold murderous intention struck him. Xiahou Dun almost reflexively raised his gun to block.
Before he could clearly see the person coming, he only saw clearly that what was being slashed was a golden-backed broadsword. When he was about to fight back, a gun shadow hit him in front of him, forcing him to lower his head and dodge.
Keng~
With a crisp sound, Xiahou Dun's tasseled helmet was knocked over. When he looked up again, two long-lost faces came into view. He was so stunned that he tightened his grip on the silver-hook flying gun, "You guys."
"In the battle with Li Shui, I was almost surrounded and killed by you. Today I want to see if you are so lucky!" Yan Liang snorted coldly and raised his knife to chop. Wen Chou was not willing to lag behind and supported him from the side.
The two men, one on the left and the other on the right, complemented each other with swords and guns, and forced Xiahou Dun back into the rebel army through the gap that was about to be opened.
At this time, Xiahou Dun was no longer able to scream his name, because the attacks of Yan Liang, Wen and Chou were like flowing clouds and flowing water. One was as fierce as a dragon out of the sea, and the other was as fast as a cheetah pouncing on prey. He tried to parry with all his strength and was slightly distracted. Even if his body and head are separated, he still dares to shout.
In fact, Xiahou Dun was in his peak state. I dare not say that he could defeat these two people, but he was definitely not weaker than any of them.
But what is the situation now?
Both sides had no horses, so their combat power could not be used to its fullest. In addition, it was two against one, and Xiahou Dun could not withstand their fierce offensive.
Damn it, how did Xu Chu and Dian Wei capture Yan Liang alive? They only thought that the name of the general of the 700,000-strong Northern Kingdom army was touted, but they didn't expect him to be so brave.
The silver hook flying spear was wandering between the golden back knife and the soul-breaking spear. Xiahou Dun only regretted that he did not have three heads and six arms. He was known for his speed. Even if he could catch the opponent's attack with the naked eye, it would be very difficult to deal with it. .
It would have been better to face Wen Chou alone, but Yan Liang was so powerful that every collision made his arm hurt like it was being torn apart. Just as he was about to fight back, Wen Chou attacked him from the side, and he could only be beaten passively.
"Zidan, Che Zhou, save me!" Finally, Xiahou Dun shouted out his words of resignation.
The martial arts of Yan Liang, Wen Chou and others are not inferior to mine. It is really difficult for one to fight against two. Even Lu Bu will not be able to resist this time!
Therefore, he didn't think it was shameful to ask for help.
However, the battle circle was so large that there were sounds of fighting, wailing, and the clash of weapons everywhere. His cry for help was swallowed up by the sound in an instant.
To say that Xiahou Dun was indeed brave, or that desperate situations brought out people's potential, he actually withstood the fierce attacks of Yan Liang, Wen and Chou brothers for more than thirty rounds.
Of course, this has a lot to do with the lack of war horses. Weapons are every inch longer and stronger. However, when fighting hand-to-hand, more people are willing to use swords. This is because without the assistance of war horses, many killing techniques cannot be used. .
Even so, Xiahou Dun knew that if there was no one to rescue him, he would probably die.
Finally, after he shouted more than a dozen times, he got a response, "General, don't panic, the chariots are coming!"
In an instant, Xiahou Dun felt that his almost exhausted body was filled with a lot of strength, because he saw the hope of living.
Chariots came striding over and didn't even want to pay attention to the Black Mountain bandits and Lu Jun who were surrounding them. They just wanted to rescue Xiahou Dun quickly. On the way to follow the sound, he suddenly encountered a ray of star light hitting his throat. He instinctively Lean back to avoid.
Before he could react, a white figure flew over in the illusion. He raised his knife to block, but was knocked back a few steps by this overbearing force.
"Zhao Zilong!" He shouted a name that made his heart palpitate.
Nowadays, Zhao Yun no longer needs to use the name of "Changshan Zhao Zilong" to win over others. He has a silver spear in his right hand, a green sword in his left hand, and is dressed in silver armor and white robes. His reputation is only second to Lu Bu's.
Zhao Yun did not hesitate with him. He first put the green sword back into its scabbard, then held the gun in both hands and rushed towards the car.
The bright silver spear whizzed through the wind, stabbing towards the chariot like a sudden storm. In the chariot's field of vision, it seemed as if there were more than a dozen sharp arrows flying towards him. He stepped back and raised his knife to block them.
Is this the powerful Zhao Zilong here? In just two rounds, Che Zhou was stunned by Zhao Yun's dazzling marksmanship.
Zhao Yun got closer and closer, while the chariot was retreating. He stepped on the air, staggered and fell to the ground without weight, and his heart sank. He was facing an unparalleled general in the world. Facing such a monster, he made such a huge mistake. My life is over.
When Che Zhou sat down on the ground, he didn't even raise his head. He subconsciously raised his knife to block, guessing that Zhao Yun would give him a head-on critical strike.
His instinct felt correct, but the hands holding the knife suddenly lost weight, and the blade of the big knife in his hand was split into two. The Qingzhi Sword simply cut off the handle, leaving a mark between Che Zhou's eyebrows and his chin. There was a clear bloodstain.
Che Zhou opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word and fell sideways.
From the time Zhao Yun appeared to Che Zhou's sudden death, it sounded like a fight for a while, but in reality, it was only a dozen breaths.
Xiahou Dun fought one against two, waiting for the carriages that would never arrive. In a collision of weapons, the silver hook flying spear was dragged by the soul-breaking gun. Faced with the golden back knife that Yan Liang struck, he had no choice but to use the barrel of the gun to counter it. .
This time, the Silver Hook Flying Spear received the strength of Yan Liang, Wen and Chou, and the barrel of the gun was bent. Xiahoudun's teeth were almost broken, and the veins on his forehead burst out as he used all his strength.
Che Zhou, I won’t be able to stand it if you don’t come again!
Pfft~
He didn't wait for the carriage to arrive, but instead waited for the heartbreaking pain to come from his abdomen.
Between Yan Liang, Wen and Chou, a silver spear pierced Xiahoudun's armor and penetrated his abdominal cavity.
He raised his eyes and saw that it was Zhao Yun who was able to escape unharmed despite being one against four at the foot of Xiaoguan City.
Whoosh~
When Zhao Yun withdrew the bright silver gun, Xiahou Dun felt that all the strength in his body was draining away. He was very tired, sleepy, and his eyelids were heavy.
Finally, his legs could no longer support him and he knelt down, looking at the three people in front of him, his figure swaying.
Finally, he shouted with all his strength: "Zidan, retreat quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden-backed sword flashed past, and Xiahou Dun's head rolled directly to the ground.
Wen Chou grabbed a handful of hair, pulled up Xiahou Dun's head, ran to a high ground and shouted, "Xiahou Dun is dead. He who surrenders will not be killed!"
This cry resounded throughout the valley, shocking the morale of the Black Mountain bandits and Lu Jun, and causing Cao Jun's swaying military morale to collapse at this moment.
Everyone, it will definitely be updated before twelve o'clock every day, but I can't guarantee the specific time.
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