Early March.
It has been three days since Xiao Bei stationed troops in Yingyang.
The army did not move at all. They only sent out scouts to secretly hunt down the scouts heading from Yingyang to Yangcheng.
In the commander's tent.
Xiao Bei held a piece of soil embryo and pressed it on the wooden plate.
Xu Chu looked at the huge sandbox and asked curiously,"Xinzhi, what use is there for you to make such a plate of soil in three days?”
"You don't understand!"
Xiao Bei shook his head and said speechlessly,"Zhongkang, you're a fierce general on the battlefield. You're not very familiar with sand tables and maps, but if this thing falls into the hands of a good general, it will be overlooking the entire battlefield. It will be very useful in arranging troops. If you don't believe me, you can ask Wen Yuan!"”
"Do you understand?"
Xiahou Dun asked.
Zhang Liao nodded and pointed at the bulge. He said in a deep voice,"This is the mountain range on the side of Xiang City. If you want to set up an ambush to help the Yellow Turbans, you have to set up an ambush here because the other side of Xiang City is the Ru River. There is no place for troops to fight!”
"Not bad!"
Xiao Bei washed his hands.
"Marshal Xiao, why don't you attack the Yellow Turbans in Yangcheng first?" Zhang Liao asked in confusion.”
"Break the siege!"
Xiao Bei's gaze was cold as he said,"Dingling is at the border of Yingchuan, connecting Runan and Nanyang. If the Lord's army enters Runan's hinterland, the grain will definitely pass through this generation. Therefore, we have to flatten Dingling first before we can attack Yangcheng. Otherwise, if the Lord and the soldiers of the Third Battalion are trapped in Runan, we will need to go and rescue them!"”
"This general is stupid!"
Zhang Liao was instantly ashamed.
Right now, he was still not the hand of the Five Tiger Generals.
He didn't have that much experience in leading an army alone, so he naturally couldn't understand!
"No worries!"
Xiao Bei teased,"There's one more thing that you don't know. This He Man was once He Yi's general and called himself the Sky-severing Yaksha. This person is also of the same clan as He Yi. If not for him sitting alone guarding Dingling Mausoleum, I'm afraid He Yi would be the only one in Yingchuan!"”
"Marshal Xiao!"
Zhang Liao raised his eyebrows as if he had some guesses.
Xiao Bei nodded and sneered,"The Embroidered Uniform Guards have secretly reported that the split between the two of them was an illusion. In order to prevent Liu Pi and Huang Shao from joining forces, if we don't attack Yingchuan, I'm afraid that in less than two years, the entire Yingchuan and Runan will fall into He Yi's hands!"”
"I see!"
Xiahou Dun nodded thoughtfully.
At this moment, he finally understood that sometimes war was not on the battlefield. Infighting was far more terrifying than killing the enemy!
"Haha!"
Xiao Bei smiled faintly and said,"Yuan Rang, you will lead 1,000 troops to Yingyang tomorrow to challenge He Yi. As long as he leaves the city to fight, Wen Yuan will lead 5,000 troops from the right wing to cut off his retreat. Zhongkang will lead the remaining army to chase him away. We cannot kill He Yi in this battle. We have to use him to attract He Man!"”
"Here!"
The three generals shouted.
"Prepare for battle!"
Xiao Bei waved his hand.
The three days of troops had been enough to suppress He Yi, and it was enough for He Man to send reinforcements.
If he did not fight, his momentum would inevitably weaken. How could a Yellow Turban canal commander cause the general trend to decline? Therefore, his plan for this battle was almost complete!
The next day.
The sky was still dark.
Xiahou Dun put on his armor and rode on his horse, leading a thousand cavalry to charge towards Yingyang twenty li away.
At the same time, Zhang Liao gathered five thousand soldiers and prepared to stop He Yi from retreating into the city. Xu Chu also prepared his arrows to chase him away.
The sun had just risen.
When the world was hazy.
The army had already appeared before Yingyang City.
Xiahou Dun looked at the Yellow Turban flag on the city tower and shouted,""Little thief He Yi, why aren't you coming out to see your Grandpa Yuan Rang and beg for your life?”
"Impudent!"
"Barbarian, how dare you insult the canal commander!"
On the city tower, the group of Yellow Turban warriors were instantly enraged.
Yingyang City.
In a grand mansion.
He Yi was also awakened by the cavalrymen's cries and fell off his bed in panic.
A general rushed into the inner hall and said in horror,"Marshal, the Cao army is fighting outside the city. The person who came is the number one general of Yanzhou, Xiahou Yuanrang!”
"Idiot!"
He Yi put on a golden forehead band and a green brocade jacket. He said in embarrassment,"I've been waiting for him for three whole days. I didn't expect him to come today and only bring a thousand soldiers. How dare an ordinary person look down on us!”
"Commander, it's rumored that Xiao Bei is leading 30,000 troops. We should wait for General He Man's reinforcements to arrive before fighting!"”
"Bastard!"
He Yi's eyes turned cold.
Splitting the troops was only to numb Liu Pi and Huang Shao's plan.
However, he did not expect Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao of Crouching Bull Mountain to join the Dingling Yellow Turbans.
Today, if he were to cower and not fight Xiahou Dun, He Man would probably be above his head in a few days!
"Gulp!"
The Yellow Turban general swallowed and said in a trembling voice,""This general will gather the army now!"
"Hurry up and go!"
He Yi raised a long spear and shouted coldly.
Not long after.
War drums were beating in Yingyang City.
He Yi led more than 20,000 Yellow Turban soldiers and charged out of the city gate with wooden sticks, plows, and harrows.
Xiahou Dun looked at the Yellow Turban Army formed by the refugees, his eyes full of mockery. He said disdainfully,""Little thief He Yi, if you surrender today, I can still plead for your life in front of Marshal Xiao!”
"Bastard!"
He Yi was ashamed and furious.
He was the canal commander under Zhang Bao.
He was once an existence that commanded tens of thousands of troops, how could he still suffer such humiliation?
"Do you dare to fight?"
Xiahou Dun raised his spear and roared.
Behind him, thousands of cavalry had cold and solemn expressions as they pointed their spears at the 20,000 Yellow Turban army!
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