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Chapter 187: The most powerful man in the Xiahou clan? Defeated in one move! Cao Pi was paralyzed with fear: I betrayed my uncle?

Fifteen miles northwest of Liyang.

Xiahou Yuan was in a state of panic. He fled towards Hefei with his remaining troops.

Looking back, there were less than 7,000 soldiers left out of the 20,000 soldiers. It was truly a disastrous defeat.

"No wonder Zihuan committed such a grave mistake as regicide. No wonder he was banished to Hefei by his brother. Now it seems that he is indeed mediocre and unfit for such a great responsibility..."

Xiahou Yuan shook his head and sighed, disappointment in his eyes. In his heart, he was still blaming Cao Pi for fanning the flames and encouraging him to lead his army to launch a surprise attack on Liyang.

Otherwise, how could he have fallen into Xiao He's trap and lost nearly 13,000 elite soldiers.

After this defeat, more than half of the Hefei defenders were killed. How could they withstand the attack of Guan Yu's 50,000 troops?

We can only ask Cao Cao for help.

Xiahou Yuan rolled his eyes a few times, a hint of pride lit up his face, and he snorted coldly:
"I have fifteen thousand soldiers and horses, enough to hold out until my brother's reinforcements arrive. Hefei remains impregnable."

"Xiao He, you thought that you could take He just by plotting against my 10,000-plus soldiers and horses—"

The irony has not yet reached Yamaguchi.

A solemn horn sounded from the left.

Xiahou Yuan subconsciously turned his head to look.

He took one look and gasped, the arrogance and sarcasm on his face turning into horror in an instant.

On the left side, there is a small hillside where more than two thousand cavalrymen stand proudly with their spears drawn!

A flag with the word "Zhao" on it fluttered brightly under the blood-red setting sun.

Zhao Yun is the White Horse Volunteers commanded by Zhao Yun!
This was Xiao He's second ambush.

In order to ensure the complete annihilation of the enemy who launched a surprise attack on Liyang, Xiao He discussed with Guan Yu and laid out two ambushes.

Gan Ning's troops led the way, with 20,000 soldiers hidden in the warships and ambushed in the water camp south of Liyang City.

This ambush force was responsible for cooperating with Guan Ping's troops in the city to severely damage the main force of Cao's army led by Xiahou Yuan.

The second ambush was led by Zhao Yun, who led the White Horse Volunteers. They set out from Chao County and marched eastward by land, setting up an ambush on the road that Xiahou Yuan had to take to retreat to Hefei.

The mission of this second ambush was to finish off the attack and annihilate the remnants of Cao's army that had escaped from Liyang.

on the hill.

Zhao Yun's eagle eyes were like blades, locking onto the "Xiahou" general flag, and a look of admiration appeared on his face.

"Military Advisor Bowen, you are truly as good as a god!"

"My lord, you have this god-like man. Sun Quan is no match for you, and neither is Cao Cao..."

After sighing, Zhao Yun's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he pointed his Dragon Gallbladder Spear towards the slope:
"The White Horse Volunteers will attack, follow me to kill the bandits!"

With a sharp roar, Zhao Yun swooped down first, holding a spear.

Two thousand white horse volunteers shouted like thunder and rushed down the mountains and plains like an avalanche, rushing towards the fleeing Cao army.

Halfway up the mountain, two thousand volunteers took the lead in launching a horse-riding and archery attack.

Thousands of sharp arrows rose into the air and rained down on Cao's army.

Screams suddenly rang out, and the sky was stained with blood.

The Cao army was caught off guard and had no time to resist. In an instant, they were shot to the ground in large numbers, with people and horses falling down and screaming like ghosts.

"That country bumpkin actually laid a second ambush?"

"Damn it, damn it~~"

Xiahou Yuan suddenly woke up and cursed inwardly while waving his sword to block all the incoming arrows.

He was a skilled martial artist, so a rain of arrows couldn't hurt him.

The Cao army soldiers on both sides were like fragile wheat stalks, and their lives were harvested in large numbers.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiahou Yuan could only shout:
"Don't stop, the entire army must continue forward, shake off the enemy cavalry, and carve out a bloody path—"

With a roar, he squeezed the horse's belly hard, blocking the arrows while galloping away.

It's too late.

After the rain of arrows, the Baima Yicong had already crushed into the enemy's group with the force of a mountain splitting.

Countless Cao soldiers were knocked over, countless Cao soldiers were chopped down, countless...

In an instant, the 7,000 Cao troops were broken into countless sections and were in a situation where they were crushed to death by the White Horse Volunteers.

The advantage of cavalry over infantry was clearly demonstrated at this moment.

What’s more, Cao’s army was facing the White Horse Volunteers.

Without time to form a battle formation, they were caught off guard by the Baima Yi army in the wilderness, and the only fate waiting for them was to be slaughtered.

At this time, Xiahou Yuan no longer cared about the survival of these 7,000 troops, and was only concerned with fleeing.

"Even if these 7,000 soldiers are lost here, as long as I can return to Hefei alive, I can still hold on!"

"I can't die here, I don't—"

Just as Xiahou Yuan was comforting himself naturally, a thunderous roar sounded from the side.

"Zhao Yun is here!"

"Xiahou, you bastard, where are you escaping to?"

Xiahou Yuan's heart trembled, and he glanced sideways quickly, only to see a silver stream of fire rushing towards him at an incredible speed.

The horse Zhao Yun was riding was already a good one, and it was swooping down from a high position, so its speed was extremely fast.

In an instant, Zhao Yun was lying on the side of Xiahou Yuan, and the Dragon Gall Spear in his hand stabbed out with the power of raging waves.

This move is as powerful as thunder and as fast as lightning.

Xiahou Yuan, who was a skilled martial artist, was unable to raise his sword to block the shot, which came at a speed beyond his imagination.

"not good!"

Xiahou Yuan's eyes widened, and only these two words flashed through his mind at the last moment.

The next moment, the Gentian Spear hit his chest.

"puff!"

There was a dull tearing sound.

Xiahou Yuan was pierced through the heart instantly, and his huge body was as thin as paper, and was directly blasted away by Zhao Yun.

After a scream and a heavy crash, Xiahou Yuan fell heavily to the ground with blood spurting out of his chest.

Lying on the ground, his life slipped away like lightning, his face twisted with a mixture of pain and despair.

"Meng De, avenge me, avenge me—"

After a final cry of grief and indignation, Xiahou Yuan's body twitched and he stopped moving.

"The most powerful general of the Xiahou clan?"

"It's nothing."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, cut off Xiahou Yuan's head, raised his spear into the air, and said sternly:
"Xiahou Yuan has been executed. Those who surrender will be spared, and those who resist will be killed!" The Cao army, who were fighting hard around, looked back.

When they saw the head of their commander hanging high in the setting sun, they were instantly terrified.

The last bit of will collapsed.

Hundreds of Cao's troops gave up resistance and knelt down to beg for surrender.

The Cao army, still hoping for a lucky escape, was caught up by the White Horse Volunteers and killed...

More than 7,000 Cao troops were almost wiped out.

When the last rays of sunlight set, the bloody massacre finally came to an end.

Zhao Yun held Xiahou Yuan's head in his hand, his gaze daring towards Hefei as he shouted:
"White Horse Volunteers, listen to my orders! Change your course and head north immediately. Join General Guan and conquer Hefei!"

Above the bloody field, the excited cheers of the followers echoed.

...

Hefei city.

Cao Pi and Zhang Liao were standing in the west of the city, looking into the distance towards Xiaoyaojin.

On the Fei River, hundreds of Liu army warships came from south to north, and the end was as far as the eye could see.

Teams of Liu's troops have landed at Xiaoyaojin and are assembling in an orderly manner with a mighty and murderous momentum.

"Wenyuan, why don't you lead your cavalry out immediately and crush the enemy troops while they're still ashore?"

"I heard that in the battle of Xiaoyaojin, you defeated the 100,000-strong Jiangdong army with only 800 cavalrymen!"

Cao Pi turned his gaze to Zhang Liao, his tone and expression revealing his inner anxiety.

Zhang Liao glanced at Cao Pi with a look of sarcasm, as if he was looking at an amateur who knew nothing about military affairs.

"Prince Zihuan, is Sun Quan qualified to be mentioned on the same level as Guan Yu?"

"Although Sun Quan had an army of 100,000 that day, their formation was loose and the distances between the camps were too great, leaving me with ample opportunity for the cavalry to charge into their midst."

"The Liu army that has landed now is in a tight formation, but they've managed to close in on each other in time. It's obvious that Guan Yu is trying to prevent me from taking advantage of the situation and breaking through the formation."

"Lord Zihuan, if you ask me to lead the cavalry to attack now, aren't you sending me to my death?"

Zhang Liao pointed at Liu Jun's formation from afar and pointed out the similarities and differences between them.

There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Zhang Liao also has a temper.

As for a young master of the Cao family who had fallen out of favor, knew no military skills, and liked to boss him around, he naturally wouldn't flatter and serve him as he did before.

Cao Pi was lectured and also heard the sarcasm in Zhang Liao's words. He was naturally unhappy, but it was difficult for him to retort, so he could only swallow his saliva awkwardly.

"If you don't want to attack, then don't attack. If Guan Yu wants to go ashore, then let him go ashore. I don't think it's a big deal."

Cao Pi pretended to be indifferent, turned his gaze towards Liyang, and sneered:
"Uncle Miaocai must have already captured Liyang and captured Liu Xi. He's on his way back now."

"When Liu's army learns that the queen and her child have been abducted, their morale will be greatly shaken. Furthermore, with Uncle Miaocai attacking from both inside and outside, Guan Yu will surely be defeated and retreat!"

Seeing Cao Pi so confident and looking down on Guan Yu, Zhang Liao couldn't help but frown.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to remind him not to underestimate the enemy, a rider came galloping and reported that there was a lot of dust and fog in the direction of Hefei's south gate, and it seemed that troops were coming.

"It must be Uncle Miaocai's triumphant return! Let's go and greet him!"

Cao Pi was greatly encouraged and ran straight to the South Gate with joy on his face.

Zhang Liao was skeptical, but he had no choice but to follow.

After reaching the south gate, the two men looked up and saw a cloud of dust and a group of people galloping towards them.

Cao Pi could no longer contain his excitement, and the curve of his lips could not be suppressed.

He was already fantasizing that Cao Cao would find out it was his idea, order Xiahou Yuan to recapture the Queen of Jiyin, recall him to Xudu, shower him with praise, and regain his favor and appreciation for him...

"No, that's not our army, that's the enemy cavalry!"

"It's Zhao Yun!"

Zhang Liao's eyes narrowed, and he pointed outside the city and shouted.

Cao Pi's heart skipped a beat, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he looked again in a hurry.

Thousands of cavalrymen rushed out from the dust and fog, all wearing Liu's army armor.

A flag with the word "Zhao" on it is clearly visible.

It turned out to be Liu Jun’s cavalry!
But even if Liu Jun's cavalry arrived at Hefei, they should have landed at Xiaoyaojin. Why did they appear in the southeast of Hefei?

Cao Pi's heartbeat began to accelerate, and an ominous premonition gradually came over him.

Just as he was sweating, thousands of cavalrymen were rolling towards him.

Zhao Yun arrived at the city gate alone, holding up a head and shouting:

"Cao's army in Hefei, listen up! Your commander, Xiahou Yuan, has fallen prey to our strategist, Xiao's, trick. Your 20,000-man force that attacked Liyang has been completely annihilated by our army!"

"I have killed Xiahou Yuan here!"

"If you understand the current situation, open the city and surrender immediately. Otherwise, I will destroy Hefei and kill all of you Cao family's lackeys!"

On the top of the city wall, Cao's army was shocked and fell into terror in an instant.

Cao Pi was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Zhang Liao's expression changed drastically. He pounded his fist on the battlement and gritted his teeth, saying:
"I warned you long ago that you must not act rashly with Xiao He around, but you just wouldn't listen!"

"Master Zihuan, you shouldn't have encouraged General Xiahou to attack Liyang City!"

"You killed him and twenty thousand of my soldiers!"

In grief and anger, Zhang Liao was emotionally agitated and completely ignored Cao Pi's voice, angrily accusing Cao Pi.

Cao Pi shook his head violently and shouted hysterically:

"Impossible! Uncle Miaocai can't be dead. This can't be the plan of that country bumpkin!"

"That Zhao guy must be cheating, trying to disrupt our army's morale. That's not Uncle Miaocai's head, there's no way—"

Under the city.

Zhao Yun heard Cao Pi's roar, sneered, and threw the head in his hand out vigorously.

"boom!"

The head flew straight towards Cao Pi.

Cao Pi stepped back in a hurry to dodge, and the head fell on the top of the city wall, rolled forward several times, and stopped at his feet.

That sad, angry and desperate face was facing him.

If it’s not Xiahou Yuan, who else could it be!

"what--"

Cao Pi's mental will collapsed in an instant, and he screamed in terror and collapsed to the ground.

(End of this chapter)