"General Wen Chou, I discovered that Cao's army is camping in front of Baima Mountain."
It was already night, but a group of soldiers and horses were still marching on the road, about five or six thousand cavalry, and several thousand infantry. The soldiers on foot looked a little tired and their steps were heavy.
By the light of the stars, a general in thick iron armor looked at the mountains in the distance. According to the name of the soldier, this man is Wen Chou, a general as famous as Yan Liang in Hebei.
"Okay, march!"
After Yan Liang was defeated, Wen Chou was ordered by Yuan Shao to chase Cao Jun from Baimajin to this place. He has been chasing Cao Jun for three days. Cao's army is all light cavalry, and they fight and retreat, making it difficult to besiege.
That's why he chose to march all night, preparing to attack Cao Ying at night, and surrounded them in the mountain by night.
As the army moved forward, the complicated sounds disturbed the quietness under the moonlight.
"Coo, coo, coo." Lin Zi didn't know what bird was calling, and the person who called was a little upset.
Yuan Jun walked in the mountain forest for about an hour, and saw a row of tents on the mountain road from a distance. There were some wooden fences and ravines around the tents, which was regarded as a simple camp.
Thinking that Cao Jun was only planning to stay here for one night, he didn't take much precautions.
In front of Yuan Jun, Wen Chou raised his hand high, and made a few gestures behind him. On the mountain road, the flag was quietly waved.
The soldiers and horses slowed down, and then the mountains and forests were hidden, and they divided into two roads to encircle the camp.
There was a small rustling sound in the forest, but it was hard to distinguish whether it was the sound of the wind blowing the leaves or the sound of armor rubbing against the bushes.
Until Yuan Jun was less than a mile away from Cao Ying, Wen Chou pressed his hand down suddenly.
"Beat the drum!"
The dull drum beat shattered the silence of the forest, and a flock of birds in the forest flew up in panic.
"Open fire!"
The command flag was raised high and waved, and several teams of soldiers took out torches to light them up. The firelight illuminated the forest and countless Yuan Jun around Cao Ying.
Wen Chou smiled, and did not immediately order the attack on the camp, but quietly looked at Cao Ying, waiting for Cao Ying's reaction.
In his prediction, there will be a panic, soldiers and horses scattered. At that time, he led his troops to rush in, trying to defeat Cao's army without any effort.
But what he expected did not happen, there was no panic in Cao Ying, let alone soldiers and horses scattered. Only after a while, a fully dressed cavalry came out of the camp. In front of the cavalry, the white robes were very clearly visible.
Seeing Yuan Jun, Cao Jun didn't seem to be surprised at all, instead he was ready.
This made Wen Chou feel strange, and felt that he might have been tricked, but as a general, he couldn't let himself get confused.
Laughing loudly, he looked at Cao Jun's white-robed general and said.
"Dare to ask, but Mr. Gu Nan Gu, Mr. is a smart man, if you surrender now, I will not kill you."
"call out!"
His voice has not yet fallen.
A scream broke through the wind from the hillside behind Yuan Jun, and shot straight at Wen Chou.
Wen Chou stopped talking and raised his hand to grab it.
"Boom."
He held a feathered arrow in his hand, and the body of the arrow was trembling, which showed how strong the bowstring was when the arrow was shot.
Grasping the arrow, the expression on Wen Chou's face became complicated because he heard footsteps on the hillside.
Cao Jun has an ambush.
Yuan Jun also heard the voice, raised the torch and looked up the hillside. By the light of the fire, they saw a figure.
A figure on the hillside shouted loudly.
"General Wen Chou, if you surrender now, I will not kill you."
Someone in Yuan Jun suddenly panicked.
"Hmph." The person sitting on the horse snorted softly, and the feather arrow in his hand was snapped off and thrown on the ground.
Wen Chou raised his eyes ferociously.
"Don't underestimate me and wait for Hebei Erlang, just come."
Big deal, bloody battlefield.
After all, he raised his spear, pointed at a mountain road where Cao Jun was less, and shouted at Yuan Jun who was starting to panic behind him.
"Don't get confused, from now on, those who take a step back, the rear will cut the front!"
"Follow me to defeat Cao Jun!"
The army formation that was about to be in chaos was stabilized by Wen Chou.
And Cao Jun also charged down and entered Yuan Junzhong.
"Stab, stab!"
The spear streaked across two blue lights, and stabbed two flowers of blood on the chests of the two Cao soldiers.
With the blood line, the spear was retracted to the side, and Wen Chou clamped his horse's belly and prepared to continue to charge forward.
Suddenly, he felt his chest sink.
"Hum!" A white-tasseled spear approached beside him with a violent buzzing sound, and the Qinghan's spear point almost stuck to his face, causing his cheeks to ache.
The spear was so fast that he had no time to dodge it.
The wind on the side of his face tightened, but the spear only brushed Wen Chou's cheek, and it was not stabbed.
A streak of blood left his face, and he stood still, knowing that the shot just now could completely kill him.
Looking back, in the chaotic flames, a man in white riding a horse stood behind him.
"General Wen Chou, are you willing to surrender?"
The white-clothed generals who were imprisoned in Hulao really lived up to their reputation.
"Huh!" He let out a long breath, crossed the spear in Wen Chou's hand, held it in front of him, and said with a grinning grin.
"I know I'm not your match, but let's give it a try."
Seeing that Wen Chou was like this, Gu Nan stopped talking.
With a shake of the spear in his hand, the almost visible airflow circled upwards from the spearhead until the entire spear was enveloped in the wind, and the surging wind lifted the white clothes.
Wen Chou lowered his body on the horseback, moved the tip of the gun to Gu Nan, and looked at the fire in the forest and the white clothes blown by the wind in his eyes.
"Mr. Gu, can I ask you something."
"You say." The wind on the white-tasseled gun became more and more urgent.
"Speak to Yuan Gong for me."
Holding the spear tightly in his hand, the ferocious smile on Wen Chou's face gradually eased.
"Wen Chou, in the next life, I will do the work of a dog and a horse again."
He remembered that he and Yan Liang were standing on both sides of Yuan Shao, immediately on the mountain, looking at the thousands of troops below the mountain. Changyuan is boundless, soldiers and horses are boundless, and the drums of war are beating to make the sky ring.
At that time, I was really full of pride and thought that I would live up to this life.
"Come!!"
Without stopping any longer, Wen Chou's long spear stabbed out, the body of the spear was like a dragon, and with bursts of energy, it passed straight through the wind between the two.
The sound of the wind tightened, and the long spear entangled in the wind also came forward, and the white tassels flew up.
Point to point, the two spears collided.
"when!"
A strike almost drowned out all the sounds in the entire forest.
Wen Chou bent the spear in his hand.
"Ka Ka Ka Ka."
In the strong wind, his long spear could no longer bear it, and the barrel of the gun was cracked piece by piece.
When the last sound sounded, the long spear broke, and the Baitao spear jumped out and fell into his arms.
"Huh!" The long wind that pierced through his body together swept the cloak behind him into the air.
The tip of the gun fell to the ground, reflecting the person who was pierced by the white-tasseled gun in the color of fire.
"Ah."
Blood flowed from his chest to his palm, Wen Chou weakly raised his warm palm, leaving only a small section of the gun barrel in his hand, and raised the corner of his mouth.
"Excellent, I'm afraid there is no one in this world who can stop this shot. I won't be wronged if I die in your hands."