Half a day later, Cao Zheng led the Ghost Owl Army back.
When they learned that Cao Zheng's Ghost Owl Army had defeated more than ten thousand Wuhuan soldiers with just one charge, Gao Lan and Zhang Liao were both very surprised.
They had once served as generals under Yuan Shao and Lu Bu, so they were very familiar with the strength of the Wuhuan Cavalry.
In the past, only the halberd warriors under Yuan Shao could be compared to the Wuhuan cavalry.
"No wonder the general is so confident. The Ghost Owl Army should have the same fighting strength as the halberd warriors.”
Gao Lan thought to himself.
Not long after Cao Zheng returned, a soldier reported that he had discovered a Wuhuan cavalry army of fifty to sixty thousand men. Their horses galloped over, and dust billowed in all directions like dark clouds.
Cao Zheng immediately ordered his soldiers to get into formation. His soldiers were obviously tired after returning, but when they got into formation, a murderous aura spread out.
The Wuhuan soldiers stopped three hundred steps away from Cao Zheng's camp.
The 60,000 Wuhuan Cavalry led by Wu Yan and Louban blotted out the sky. This was the majority of the elites of Willow City, and it was clear how much Tadun hated Cao Zheng.
Even good generals like Gao Lan and Zhang Liao couldn't help but pale when they saw so many soldiers. After all, they only had 20,000 cavalry, and the enemy cavalry was several times their number.
Moreover, they were all elite cavalrymen, and none of them were weak.
After Wu Yan and Lou Ban ordered the soldiers to stop, they suddenly raised their hands.
The Wuhuan cavalrymen drew their bows like a full moon, and with a wave of Lou Ban's hand, hundreds of arrows whistled through the air.
The arrow flew into the sky and made an ear-piercing sound. The sound of hundreds of arrows combined into one, making it extremely terrifying.
This was a unique whistling arrow of the Wuhuan people, called Mingdi.
During the Qin and Han Dynasties, Mao Dun, the eldest son of the first Wuhuan Chanyu, designed this whistling arrow in order to compete for the position of Chanyu. As long as he shot this whistling arrow, his soldiers would shoot in the same direction as him.
After a few rounds of training, his soldiers had become obedient to him.
Therefore, Mao Dun used this whistling arrow to kill his father, Touman, and seized the highest power of the Xiongnu. He became the new Chanyu and led the Xiongnu to prosperity.
This kind of arrow became an arrow of death.
Tadun had always regarded Mao Dun as his idol and was determined to build a powerful Northern Empire like Mao Dun.
Hence, he specially made this kind of arrow.
This kind of arrow formed a powerful whistling sound in the air. It was used to deter the enemy and warn the police. It was a display of one's martial strength. The deterrent effect was far greater than the actual effect.
At this moment, hundreds of arrows landed in the center of the battlefield, but none of them could hit Chen Xuan's camp.
However, the Wuhuan cavalry's fighting spirit had reached its peak. They let out strange cries like bloodthirsty beasts.
"Every time the Wuhuan charge, they will release these arrows.”
"I'm afraid this is an unfair battle," said Gao Lan worriedly.”
Cao Zheng only sneered and instructed Cao Zhen,"I don't like owing people things.”
Cao Zhen nodded and took out his composite bow. The ten thousand soldiers behind him also took out their composite bows.
Everyone nocked their arrows and pulled their bows to the limit, all of them pointing at the sky at a 45-degree angle.
All ten thousand bows were on standby.
At this moment, before the Wuhuan Cavalry could attack, Cao Zheng's palm swung down and he shouted,"Release!"
Cao Zheng ordered.
The Cao army released their grip on the arrows. In an instant, dense arrows flew into the air, occupying half of the sky.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
It was like a swarm of locusts or dark clouds covering the sun.
Seeing Cao Zheng shoot arrows, Wu Yan and Lou Ban didn't care at first.
In their opinion, the enemy could not possibly shoot an arrow from a distance of 300 steps.
However, their faces quickly turned aghast because the rain of arrows had already enveloped their heads.
"Hurry up! Hurry up! Quickly disperse!"
Wu Yan and Lou Ban shouted.
The Wuhuan Cavalry were gathered together without any protection. If they did not disperse, they would be live targets.
However, how could the 60,000-strong army just disperse like that?
"Puchi!"
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
Arrows pierced through the bodies of the Wuhuan cavalrymen. Occasionally, some soldiers would use their scimitars to block the falling arrows, but they would soon be killed by the second wave of arrows.
Some of the arrows hit the horses. Even the well-trained horses started to go crazy, raising their hooves and charging forward.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Even though they were three hundred steps away, the power of the arrow was still very great.
In addition to the low defense of the leather armor worn by the Wuhuan people, tens of thousands of soldiers were shot to death or trampled to death by horses.
Even Lou Ban's chest was almost pierced by an arrow. Although he dodged in time, his shoulder was still hit, dyeing his robe red.
Wu Yan waved the scimitar in his hand and kept parrying the arrows. He shouted,"Stay steady! Don't panic!"
Unfortunately, there were tens of thousands of people present, so how many people could hear him?
After the first round of arrows was shot, Cao Zheng raised his hand and shouted,""Release!"
Another volley of arrows rained down. The archers who had already drawn their bows like the moon released their hands without hesitation.
Cao Zheng raised his hand again and said,""Shoot!"
The Cao archers all looked at his gesture, and wave after wave of arrows rained down from the sky.
Looking from afar, it formed a long black dragon.
"Shoot!"
Five thousand arrows flew out.
"Shoot!"
Dense arrows continuously flew into the sky. Under Cao Zheng's gesture, they attacked ten times in a row.
Each soldier only had seven or eight arrows left in their quiver before they stopped.
At this moment, the Wuhuan soldiers were already in chaos.
The Wuhuan soldiers finally realized the range of Cao Zheng's compound bow. The army retreated to avoid the rain of arrows.
However, at this moment, with Chen Xuan's order, the Cao cavalry had already begun to charge.
Cao Zheng took the lead. Zhang Liao, Gao Lan, and Cao Zhen were also excited as they watched. They followed closely behind.
For the first time, they felt that the wolf-like Wuhuan people had become sheep that could be slaughtered at will.
Seeing that the rain of arrows had finally stopped, Wu Yan and Lou Ban heaved a sigh of relief.
After several volleys of arrows, the Wuhuan army had lost twenty thousand men, losing a third of their fighting strength.
Seeing Cao Zheng and the others riding their horses over, Wu Yan and Lou Ban promptly organized their troops to fight. The chaotic army finally regained some order.
Just as the generals of the Wuyan Sect were about to charge out, Cao Zheng's cavalry drew their bows once more and aimed them in the direction of the Wuhuan.
Six thousand bows bent into a full moon, and six thousand arrows flew into the sky.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Once again, it covered the sky like dark clouds.
In the distance, Wu Yan and Lou Ban, who were organizing their troops, were filled with disbelief.
When the arrow was about to fall, he still did not react.
"Be careful, Chief Wu Yan!"
A subordinate beside him drew his bow and helped Wu Yan block a few arrows.
He was shot in the face by an arrow that fell from the sky. The arrow pierced through his mouth and went out from the other side. Blood flowed out of his mouth and he fell off his horse while screaming.
Wu Yan couldn't understand how Cao Zheng's soldiers had mastered such a terrifying ability.
One had to know that even among the Wuhuan cavalry, only the master archers and warriors possessed this skill.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
The whistling sound of the arrow feathers rubbing against each other in the air, as well as the sound of piercing through the body, was like a perfect symphony.
To Cao Zheng, this symphony was extremely pleasing to the ears, but to the Wuhuan people, it was like a demon seeking death.
This time, the white-robed soldiers were even closer to the Wuhuan soldiers. Many of the soldiers didn't need to throw arrows, and instead, they shot arrows in a straight line with even more terrifying power.
Many soldiers were hit by the arrows and flew back more than three meters before landing on the ground.
The arrows pierced from the chest to the back. When they fell, some of them directly hit the soldiers behind them, piercing through their chests.
Sometimes, even a row of people would be knocked off their horses, causing the lethality to increase countless times.
Seeing the soldiers around him fall one by one, Wu Yan finally reacted.
On the other side, Lou Ban had been shot in the shoulder and didn't have much fighting power. Many Wuhuan soldiers formed a wall in front of him to block the arrows.
Seeing the soldiers fall row by row, Lou Ban's eyes turned red.
Cao Zheng's Ghost Owl Army had seven or eight arrows in their quiver, and only three had been shot. There were less than a hundred people left before the Wuhuan army.
Wu Yan saw Cao Zheng's soldiers raise their bows and arrows again. It was finally terrifying.
"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat quickly!"
However, his voice was drowned out by all kinds of screams and the neighing of horses. Only the people around him heard it and protected him and Lou Ban as they fled into the distance.
At this moment, the Ghost Owl Army had already rushed forward, each of them raising their spears.
Cao Zheng took the lead and struck a Wuhuan warrior with his spear.
Gao Lan and Zhang Liao's blood was boiling. Although they had followed Yuan Shao and Lu Bu through hundreds of battles, they had never felt so happy as today. They had chased down 60,000 people with 20,000 people like wolves among sheep.
With Cao Zheng as the head and Zhang Liao, Gao Lan, and Cao Zhen as the wings, the twenty thousand men formed an awl-shaped formation and stabbed into the Wuhuan camp.
The Wuhuan people, who were already in a state of panic, were unable to unleash half of their usual fighting strength.
Especially when Cao Zheng rode his horse over, before the Wuhuan soldiers could react, they saw a spearhead growing larger and larger in their vision. Then, the entire head exploded and fell off the horse.
The iron spears and sabers in Gao Lan and Zhang Liao's hands were also extremely ferocious. Sometimes, they would directly send the Wuhuan people flying, and sometimes, they would pierce their throats.
Especially Gao Lan, who saw Cao Zheng blow up the enemy's head with a single shot. He felt that this method of killing was very satisfying, so he specifically chose the enemy's face to kill.
Heads exploded like crushed watermelons, and red and white objects flew in all directions. The death was extremely terrifying.
All the Wuhuan people who saw this scene were scared out of their wits. How could they dare to stop him?
"Everyone, listen up. Learn from General Gao Lan and stab the enemy's head!”
Cao Zheng turned around and saw the effect of Gao Lan's attack. Killing was secondary, but the most important thing was the fear the enemy had caused.
Usually, when a person was stabbed to death, the surrounding dozen or so people would be so scared that they would flee for their lives and lose their combat strength.
As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Zheng took the lead to demonstrate. The Coiling Dragon Tiger Spear in his hand shook and stabbed out continuously.
In an instant, nine heads exploded in front of him.
"Kill them!"
The Ghost Owl Army behind them shouted excitedly. On the battlefield, they were no longer humans with flesh and blood, but demons, killing machines.
The Ghost Owl Army waved the long spears in their hands crazily and attacked repeatedly.
The enemy's heads were pierced through one after another. The terrifying Killing technique caused the Wuhuan people to lose all will to fight.
20,000 against 60,000, it was a one-sided massacre.
At this time, Lou Ban and Wu Yan had already fled to a small hill nearby under the protection of their personal guards. They turned around and looked.
Seeing that his 60,000 soldiers had been defeated and their heads exploded under the attacks of the Ghost Owl Army, he couldn't help but cry.
Wu Yan knew that he had lost this time.
He used to be loyal to Tadun, but now he couldn't help but curse,"How stupid is he to choose to fight Cao Zheng? This is not an army that should exist in the human world.”
"This Cao Zheng is a human butcher!"”
While Cao Zheng had defeated Lou Ban and Wu Yan on Binhai Road, Cao Tai and Cao Kai had also defeated Su Puyan's troops on another battlefield.
The Wuhuan Cavalry that had once dominated the north had been defeated one after another. The confidence of the Wuhuan King, Tadun, who was guarding Liu City, had been instantly crushed.
Especially Wu Yan and Lou Ban. The sixty thousand soldiers were already half of his elite forces, but they were all wiped out by twenty thousand people. Only a hundred soldiers managed to escape, and the rest were either slaughtered or hidden somewhere.
Tadun felt an unprecedented failure since he took over the throne.
Cao Tai and the others had more than thirty thousand soldiers. If they met up with Cao Zheng's army, they would definitely lead the army straight to Liu City.
Although Liu City still had more than 40,000 elite cavalry, they might not be able to stop Cao Zheng!
The Wuhuan people, who had always been confident, were no longer boastful.
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