In the evening, the two armies rested and then fought again.
Guan Yu was the first to go into battle. His Red Hare charged into the army formation like a ball of fire. He was guarded by generals Guan Ping and Zhou Cang on his left and right, and followed by five hundred swordsmen, who charged in from the southeast.
When Cao Ren saw Guan Yu coming to kill him, he was secretly delighted. He personally lured the enemy into the battle array and shouted, "Guan Yu, come and die!"
Guan Yu snorted slightly on his horse and urged his horse to chase after him. Cao Ren entered the formation to the north. The soldiers immediately prepared their swords and spears, but when they looked back, Guan Yu was nowhere to be seen.
Just when he was wondering, he heard screams coming from the northwest. The formation over there was in chaos, and the soldiers were killed by Guan Yu, and the situation was in a mess.
Cao Ren was shocked and hurried to the southeast corner to reinforce the remaining formation. Unexpectedly, Guan Yu also rode over and broke the center of the formation in an instant, paralyzing half of it and causing complete chaos.
"Hahaha, Cao Ren, your broken formation is vulnerable to a single blow, why don't you surrender?"
When Cao Ren was panicking and scolding his soldiers, a loud shout came from behind him. It turned out to be Zhang Fei leading his troops to chase him.
At this time, the formation was in chaos and the troops were routed. Cao Ren knew that he was no match for Zhang Fei. He also heard the sound of drums all around. He had no time to withdraw his troops back to the camp, so he turned his horse and fled.
The Cao army that was in formation was attacked by Guan Yu who led 500 soldiers alone, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Guan Yu took the lead and swung his sword. There was a cold light, and broken limbs flew into the air, and blood splattered.
These five hundred sword-wielding men were Guan Yu's personal soldiers, mostly big men from Guanxi. All of them were tall and brave in combat. They followed Guan Yu in the Battle of Changsha, Huarong Road, and the meeting alone. Following Guan Yu, he was invincible.
In Cao's camp, ambushes from Chen Dao on the left and Hu Ji on the right rushed out. There was no one in the camp to command them, and after a burst of attacks, Cao's soldiers were thrown into chaos and scrambled to escape.
The sound of killing was deafening in this battle, and Liu Qi's blood boiled on the spot. He couldn't help but want to rush in and fight in a bloody battle, but his body was not strong enough, so he could only watch.
In the chaos of war, human life is like grass, worthless. Justice or meanness is the only thing that matters. Survival is the most important thing.
Guan Yu's troops, in particular, were like a harvester rushing into a rice field. Wherever they passed, people and horses fell to the ground, leaving behind a field of corpses.
"Those who surrender will not be killed!" After several clashes, Guan Yu rode his horse to a high platform, raised the Qinglong sword and shouted.
The man on Red Hare stood up, his battle robe fluttering, his long beard flowing, and Guan Yu, covered in blood, looked like a god of war, with a terrifying aura.
Cao's army was completely frightened. When they heard the shout, they dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground without hesitation. In a blink of an eye, a large number of people knelt on the battlefield.
Xu Shu reminded Liu Qi, who was still in shock, "General, it's time to clean up the battlefield."
Liu Qi reacted and immediately ordered his soldiers to take the prisoners, while Guan Yu led his troops to continue attacking Cao's camp.
At this time, Cao Ren fled to the river with thousands of remaining soldiers, and Zhang Fei followed closely behind him, with only a dozen cavalrymen following him, like a pack of wolves driving a flock of sheep.
Along the way, no one dared to stop the lagging Cao soldiers, and they all moved to the sides of the road.
"Cao Ren, don't run!" Zhang Fei only had Cao Ren in his eyes and chased after him relentlessly.
Cao Ren was so frightened that he spurred his horse and galloped straight to the Baihe River, but there was no ferry there. He shouted to his soldiers to find a boat to cross the river.
At this time, the sun had set and night had fallen. Cao's army huddled together at the riverside, becoming a mess, huddled together and making a lot of noise.
Cao Ren looked behind him nervously, fearing that Zhang Fei would catch up with him. At this moment, a group of cavalry came from upstream, led by a general on a white horse and in a white robe, who was Zhao Yun.
"Prepare the boats quickly!" Cao Ren roared, and hurriedly ordered the soldiers to form a formation hastily to resist Zhao Yun.
These followers were also Cao Ren's elite soldiers, well-trained on a daily basis. More than a thousand people quickly formed a square formation, with shields in front and bows and arrows in the back, and they all shot at Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun's spear flew up and down, dancing like a wheel, sweeping away the arrows. He leaped forward on his white dragon horse and arrived in front of the square formation.
boom-
There was a dull thud, and when the horse's hooves landed on the ground, a bright silver spear swept over. The shield soldiers in the front row howled and fell backwards, and countless shields shattered and flew into the air.
The cavalry followed closely, flooding like a steel torrent, breaking up the front line of the army, and the archers at the back were powerless to resist, like a collapsed river embankment, rushing down.
"Cao Ren, you are so treacherous!" At this moment, Zhang Fei also rode over and shouted angrily, "Don't run!"
Cao Ren looked panicked on his horse. Zhao Yun had already rushed over from the north, and Zhang Fei was coming from behind. The river blocked his way, and he was in a life-and-death situation.
"Cao Ren, you are such a fickle villain, take my spear!"
Zhang Fei urged his horse to gallop, raised his Zhangba Snake Spear high, and stabbed from a distance.
Cao Ren swallowed his saliva and shouted, "I said it's hard to catch up with four horses. Who told you to chase me on horseback? I'll go first!"
In a hurry, he didn't care about anything else and turned the horse's head and urged it to jump into the river.
"Wait!" Zhang Fei hurriedly reined in his horse and waved his hand to dissuade him: "I won't kill you, so don't jump!"
Cao Ren snorted coldly: "I will never be a prisoner!"
"Don't jump, the water is too cold..."
Before Zhang Fei finished speaking, Cao Ren urged his horse to jump into the Baihe River.
With a splash, water flew up several feet high. Cao Ren and his horse were swept into the waves. He grabbed his mount and swam hard to the other side.
At this time, only Cao Ren's personal soldiers were fighting to the death on the shore, but they could not stop Zhao Yun's attack, and most of Cao's soldiers jumped into the river in desperation.
Zhang Fei was furious. He urged his horse to the riverside and swept his snake spear across, sweeping a group of Cao's soldiers into the river. He shouted, "Zhang Fei from Yan is here. Those who surrender will not be killed!"
Unable to capture Cao Ren, they had to capture his personal soldiers and bring the prisoners back to report.
With the help of several personal soldiers, Cao Ren swam to the other side in a panic. He was soaked all over. He took off his armor, which weighed thousands of pounds, and threw it on the shore. He then fled to Fancheng with dozens of remaining soldiers.
After killing the rebellious Cao army, Zhao Yun ordered his men to move boats from the distant woods, led his troops across the river, and followed closely towards Fancheng, while Zhang Fei escorted the prisoners back to the camp.
Cao Ren fled to Fancheng in a panic. It was already dark, so he ordered people to knock on the gate and enter the city.
County Magistrate Liu Qin came to greet him. Seeing Cao Ren's disheveled hair and mud all over his body, he was shocked and asked, "General, why are you here?"
Cao Ren bowed his head and sighed, "I have fallen into Liu Qi's evil scheme."
Liu Qin's face changed again, and he quickly ordered people to send Cao Ren to the government office to wash up, and arranged the accompanying soldiers to the military camp.
At this time, the sound of fighting was still echoing in Cao Ren's ears. He went to the backyard in a daze and saw that hot water was already boiled in the room. Without suspecting anything, he took off his coat and got into the wooden barrel.
Just as I was soaking in the hot water and closing my eyes to let out a sigh, I saw the door being pushed open and three or five burly men rushed in.
Cao Ren was shocked and shouted angrily, "Who is so bold?"
The man in the lead stood with his legs crossed, folded his arms and stroked his stubble, brushing his muscular body against Cao Ren's. He nodded and smiled, "As expected of Cao Cao's trusted general, he has a nice body."
"What do you want to do?" Cao Ren hugged his chest and shrank into the barrel, shouting, "Someone come!"
The man said jokingly, "You can yell as much as you want, but no one will answer you even if you yell your throat out!"
"Who are you?" Cao Ren had never been so desperate before, and he yelled at the top of his voice: "Liu Qin, Liu Qin—"