That night, at midnight, the sky was dark, and it was difficult to tell what was happening dozens of steps away. Zhao Yun led the light cavalry to appear three miles away from the western camp that Zhang Baiqi had set up. Zhao Yun ordered the captain of the Tiger Leopard Camp to lead most of the light cavalry to dismount and rest. At the same time, he left a sentry around the area. If there was any change, they would immediately respond. Meanwhile, he led hundreds of cavalry and slowly advanced toward the Yellow Turban camp. When he was 100 steps away, Zhao Yun ordered people to untie the restraints on the horses and prepare to fight when they heard the signal.
He would first bring dozens of cavalry who knew how to ride and shoot to approach the camp, ready to remove the guards and sentries of the Yellow Turban army. When they were about thirty steps away from the Yellow Turban camp, they saw dozens of Yellow Turban guards in front of the main camp. Zhao Yun and dozens of other cavalrymen drew their bows and shot deadly long arrows. Zhao Yun's sharp arrows hit the target one after another. In terms of strength and accuracy, he was no less than Taishi Ci. These dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers were quickly cleared out. Although the screams had already attracted attention in the Yellow Turban camp, Zhao Yun and dozens of cavalrymen had already destroyed the obstacles set up by the Yellow Turban army, such as antlers and wooden stakes. Soon, a path was cleared out.
With a whistle, Zhao Yun led dozens of cavalry and charged forward. At the same time, the Tiger Leopard Cavalry, who were a hundred steps away, also began to charge after hearing the signal. For a moment, the sound of hooves rang out, as if thousands of troops were charging over. In a moment, they were close to the camp. Zhao Yun's dozens of cavalry, who were the first to charge into the camp, happened to be facing the hundreds of archers who had begun to gather in the Yellow Turban camp! Zhao Yunling's dozens of cavalry were like wolves entering a flock of sheep. They charged into the group of archers and began to slaughter them. Zhao Yun appeared and disappeared like a poisonous dragon, taking away a fresh life every time. The cavalry behind him did not hold back either. They fired their long spears frequently. Facing this group of Yellow Turban archers with extremely weak close-range skills, it was a one-sided massacre! Soon, the cavalrymen rushed into the crowd of hundreds of Yellow Turban archers and killed all the archers who did not have time to shoot.
However, after passing through the archer's defensive position, Zhao Yun encountered layers of obstacles set up by the Yellow Turban when attacking the rear tent. These obstacles were cleverly designed. Infantry could enter and exit freely, but cavalry found it difficult to charge forward. Often, just as they gained some speed, there would be a wooden fence blocking the way in front of them. In the middle was a hole that was nearly the height of a person, but there was a solid wooden fence above it. It happened to be where the head of the rider was, making it impossible for the cavalry to advance and retreat freely. They slowed down the speed of their attack, giving the Yellow Turban soldiers inside time to gather.
Loose on the outside but tight on the inside, this Zhang Baiqi was really not simple. The Yellow Turban soldiers in the other tents who were alarmed also began to gather. Soon, the Yellow Turban spearmen raised their spears and began to surround Zhao Yun's troops. Zhang Baiqi from the base camp and the eastern camp also received the alarm and sent thousands of men to reinforce them. They would arrive at the western camp in about fifteen minutes. Seeing that Zhao Yun's troops were about to be surrounded in the Yellow Turban camp, Zhao Yun whistled and led the hundreds of cavalry to turn around and charge out of the camp. The commander guarding the camp was Guan Hai's original subordinate leader. Seeing that the archers in his camp were all dead or injured, he ignored Zhang Baiqi's order to just defend. Leading thousands of people to rush out, Zhao Yun sneered slightly, but slowed down the speed of the horse, just so that the Yellow Turban could keep up and slowly lead them to where the main force of his light cavalry was. He ordered a fast horse to inform the main force of the light cavalry to move towards him and prepare for battle.
Just like that, the main force of Zhao Yun's Light Cavalry had arrived. After giving the order, the 2500-odd Light Cavalry began to charge at the fiercely chasing Yellow Turban army. In the wilderness, although Zhao Yun's Light Cavalry was quite a distance away from the three elite cavalry armies in the world, they were much stronger in the face of this group of Yellow Turban soldiers. After a charge, more than half of the thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers were killed, and the remaining ones fled in all directions like headless flies. As for the leader of the Yellow Turban soldiers, Guan Hai, Nameless, In a single exchange, he was killed by Zhao Yun's silver spear, becoming another wandering soul under Zhao Yun's spear.
It was an easy victory, but did he really achieve his goal? After Zhang Baiqi personally led thousands of troops to the west camp, they were like iron buckets again. At this moment, hundreds of archers were deployed from the base camp to be on guard, indicating that a sneak attack would no longer succeed. Zhang Baiqi's ashen face showed his dissatisfaction with Guan Hai's men. Including those who had fled, the western camp had lost more than 5000 soldiers, including hundreds of archers who had greatly affected the defense. This time, Zhang Baiqi had brought almost all the archers from Guan Hai's nest. The south was the most important defense and could not be weakened. He could only deploy them from the center of the nest.
However, the sneak attack of hundreds of North Sea Cavalry was already like this (Zhang Baiqi had already received reports that there were only a few hundred cavalrymen who attacked the camp, but a small number of Yellow Turban soldiers who had escaped did not dare to report their findings. After all, fleeing in the face of battle was not a glorious thing). In the face of the approaching tens of thousands of North Sea Army, could these motley crew really hold?
Zhang Baiqi felt a chill in his heart when he thought about it. Judging from the casualties, the combat strength of the North Sea soldiers had improved quite a bit compared to the ones he had encountered before. Several hundred cavalry (actually 2500 cavalry, but Zhang Baiqi had received reports of several hundred cavalry, so he had overestimated the North Sea cavalry) had actually defeated several thousand of his Yellow Turban infantry in an instant. Although there was indeed a huge difference in combat strength between cavalry and infantry in the wilderness, they could fight one against ten. The difference was too great. And when did this group of cavalrymen arrive? What did they want to do? Thinking of this, Zhang Baiqi felt a sense of despair for his future. With such a powerful cavalry, even if he were to face them head-on, he would probably end up in a miserable state.
However, Zhang Baiqi's troubles were not over yet. When the rooster crowed, Zhao Yunling continued to lead the hundreds of light cavalry in front and made a comeback, while most of the cavalry were still resting in the distance. This time, they chose the eastern camp. However, the results were much worse than the last time. The Yellow Turban archers in the eastern camp, who were on high alert, formed a battle formation the moment Zhao Yun launched a sneak attack. They shot out a rain of arrows to block Zhao Yun's light cavalry far away from the camp. Therefore, other than mobilizing Zhang Baiqi's mobile power to run around again, Zhao Yun had achieved nothing and only killed a dozen Yellow Turban archers.
However, due to repeated attacks, Zhang Bai rode several mobile Yellow Turban reinforcements and ran for dozens of miles.(Each camp was separated by several li. Zhao Yun had run back and forth during his first attack, and he had run back and forth again during his second attack). They were already exhausted. Seeing that Zhao Yun did not break through the camp, Zhang Baiqi was a little boastful at first. However, when Zhang Baiqi saw his exhausted soldiers, he suddenly realized that he had fallen into Zhao Yun's trap. It seemed that Zhao Yun's cavalrymen were tired because of the coming Beihai Army. After the two attacks, he understood Zhao Yun's military strength and knew that with these hundreds of cavalrymen, his own troops were enough to resist. He ordered his troops to only strengthen the defense. If other places were attacked again, there was no need to send reinforcements. As for the main force, they just had to rest and not fall for the Beihai Army's tactic of exhausting their soldiers.
Not long after the order was given, it was about midnight, which was not long after 3 AM in modern times. Zhao Yun gathered the 2,000 riders who had rested for a long time to recharge their energy, and divided them into two groups with the other hundreds of tired riders who had followed him. After the agreed time, they split up. They were preparing to harass and attack the Eastern and Western camps of the Yellow Turbans for the third time. The well-rested 2000 elite light cavalry led by Zhao Yun began their second visit to the West Camp tonight, while the other group made a bluff and feigned an attack on the East Camp. For a time, the two camps of the Yellow Turban were attacked for the second time tonight. Due to Zhang Baiqi's previous order, the main Yellow Turban troops did not move, leaving only the two to three thousand Yellow Turban soldiers who were responsible for defense to fight separately. Zhao Yun, who was familiar with the way, quickly broke through the defensive obstacles of the West Camp, which had been destroyed earlier. However, this time, it was the 2000 elites of the Tiger Leopard Battalion who had been resting and storing up their strength. They were split into four groups by Zhao Yun and attacked in all directions. After paying the price of a hundred cavalry, they killed the thousands of archers and Yellow Turban infantry defending them!
Although most of the Yellow Turban soldiers in the two camps had been awakened from their sleep, they now habitually thought that it was the enemy's tactic to tire out their soldiers and ignored it. Most of them were still sleeping soundly in fatigue. It was not until several tents had become the souls of the slaughtered by Zhao Yun's light cavalry that Zhang Baiqi, who was in charge of the West Camp, finally organized a defensive force and began to stop the wanton burning and killing of Zhao Yun's light cavalry.
Guan Hai's base camp was completely unaware that a group of several thousand people had quietly crept over from the north. The leader was shockingly Jiang Guang, who had not shown himself tonight. Behind him were the two thousand five hundred elites of Tiger Infantry Camp and Vermillion Bird Camp of the north sea.
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