Three Kingdoms: The ghost plotter taught Liu Bei to seize Jingzhou first

After galloping for more than a hundred steps, the torrent behind him finally slowed down the speed of pursuit until it stopped completely.

The Han army soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. They gasped and looked back at the rolling torrent with lingering fear, secretly rejoicing that they had escaped.

"I really didn't expect that Cao Cao would set up such a vicious plan for us."

Huang Zhong wiped his cold sweat and looked relieved:

"Fortunately, Your Majesty saw through it in time, otherwise we would have been in trouble."

Just then, a deafening shout of killing suddenly sounded behind him.

Huang Zhong turned around suddenly and saw dust flying, and countless enemy troops surging like a tide.

Seeing this, the Han army soldiers who had just escaped from the gates of hell were shocked again and panicked.

Huang Zhong frowned, held his sword horizontally, and shouted loudly:

"Warriors of the Han Dynasty, immediately form a formation and prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Your Majesty will never ignore us. We must fight to the death until your Majesty's reinforcements arrive!"

Huang Zhong has a high reputation in the army, and the tens of thousands of soldiers who have followed him for many years have full faith in him.

Under his encouragement, the Han soldiers barely cheered up, picked up their weapons, and prepared to meet the enemy's attack.

However, Longle City was very close to the river bank, and the Han army had no time to fully deploy its formation before the enemy swept in like a tiger and wolf.

The two armies collided fiercely, the battle line stretched for hundreds of steps, and blood rose into the air, like a backward waterfall, dyeing the sky blood red.

The screams and the sound of weapons colliding came one after another, piercing the eardrums, and a tragic fight began.

Wang Shuang led the way, the snake spear in his hand dancing like the wind, and wherever he passed, the Han army soldiers were crushed into pieces like ants.

In a blink of an eye, the Han army's formation was broken, torn into countless pieces, and fell into the dilemma of fighting on their own.

Although the Han army had an advantage in numbers, the soldiers were still in shock, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced in the hasty battle.

The enemy cavalry formed a huge impact on the Han infantry without being able to form a formation.

Soon, the Han army was completely suppressed, and the balance of victory completely tilted towards the enemy.

Over the top of Longle City.

Looking at the scene where his army had the upper hand and caught the Han army off guard, Cao Cao's originally anxious face once again showed a smug smile.

He raised his mouth and sneered:

"Big-eared thief, so what if you broke my plan?"

"Wait until I annihilate your 20,000 elite troops, and I'll see what you have to fight me!"

At the same time, on the south bank of Tangshui.

Liu Bei and his cavalry also stopped.

They turned around and looked at the slowly receding torrent with lingering fear.

"Fortunately, Your Majesty saw through Cao Cao's trick in time."

Zhang Liao said with emotion:

"Otherwise, if we fail to evacuate the shore in time and are washed away by the flood peak, the consequences will be disastrous."

"If you had not been to Longle City and understood the water level changes in this stream, I would not have been able to see through Cao Cao's trick."

Liu Bei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said:

"Ma Qing, you have made a great contribution this time."

But at this moment.

Ma Xiu suddenly pointed to the opposite bank and shouted:

"Your Majesty, look! Cao Cao's army is rushing out of the city!"

"They want to take advantage of the situation to annihilate us, the infantry separated on the north bank!"

Liu Bei frowned and looked into the distance. Sure enough, he could vaguely see the dust flying on the north bank, blood dyed the sky red, and a fierce fight was taking place.

"Your Majesty, the water level of Tangshui has risen sharply and it is impossible to drop in a short time."

Zhang Liao said solemnly:

"If we can't cross the river in time, I'm afraid General Huang Hansheng and the 20,000 soldiers will be in danger of being wiped out."

Liu Bei looked at the rising water level in front of him, and after thinking for a moment, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Zhang Liao, listen to the order!"

He shouted loudly: (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"I estimate that the water level upstream has dropped!"

"You lead the light cavalry to cross the river upstream, and then quickly go north to rescue Huang Zhong!"

Zhang Liao suddenly realized what he said, and immediately bowed his hands to accept the order and left.

He led the cavalry along the south bank of Tangshui and galloped all the way south.

Liu Bei stood on the bank, looking at the battlefield where his army was fighting fiercely, and thought to himself:

"Huang Hansheng, Huang Hansheng, you must hold on!"

Upstream.

Zhang Liao led 10,000 cavalrymen, galloping and quickly crossing several miles of land.

As Liu Bei expected, although the flood peak near Longle City was surging, the water level in the upper reaches had quickly dropped after the flood peak passed.

Zhang Liao keenly noticed that there was a river section where the water level was only up to the belly of the horse. He decisively ordered the whole army to quickly cross the river.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the light cavalry successfully waded across the river and stepped onto the land on the north bank.

With Zhang Liao's order, the Han army cavalry galloped along the river bank and rushed straight to the direction of Longle City.

And to the south of Longle City, the fierce battle continued.

Although the Han army had suffered 3,000 casualties, they did not collapse and were still resisting tenaciously and fighting hard.

They had no choice.

Behind them was a surging river, no boats to cross, and the water level was high. It was hopeless to cross the river on foot, let alone swim across this turbulent water.

Their retreat had been cut off, and they had no choice but to fight with their backs to the river, struggling to hold on, and pinning all their hopes on the emperor's reinforcements to arrive in time.

On the chaotic battlefield, Huang Zhong waved his sword and harvested the lives of the enemy like crazy, and countless heads rolled under his axe.

Suddenly, a proud roar sounded.

Wang Shuang dragged his bloody sword, broke through the bloody road, and rushed towards Huang Zhong swiftly.

Huang Zhong frowned, with heroic spirit, he clamped his horse's belly to meetHe rushed forward, and the sword in his hand was wrapped with the power of splitting mountains and rocks, slashing down with great force.

The swords collided violently in an instant, as if a hole had been pierced in the sky.

Huang Zhong's eardrums were piercing, his palms were numb, and the blood in his chest was surging.

Wang Shuang did not give him a chance to breathe, and turned his horse back to kill again.

As the blood sword danced, countless lights and shadows appeared, accompanied by a hissing explosion, covering Huang Zhong's whole body.

Huang Zhong gritted his teeth, without any fear, and the sword danced like flying, building layers of iron curtains to protect the vital points around his body, and dissolving Wang Shuang's fierce offensive one by one.

Dangdangdang!

The sound of weapons clashing echoed in the sky. . []