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On the summit of Dingjun Mountain.

Pang De and Sima Yi stood side by side.

The two men's eyes were sharp as blades, constantly keeping a close watch on the Han army's every move at the foot of the mountain, not missing a single subtle movement.

The terrain of Dingjun Mountain is quite unique.

The mountain is surrounded on three sides by steep and precipitous cliffs, as if carved by a knife and axe, which inspires awe.

The steep mountains served as a natural barrier, making it difficult for the Han army to cross.

Only on the north side is a relatively gentle slope that winds down from the top of the mountain.

From the foot of the mountain to the Mian River, there is a narrow flat area.

Although it is not large in area, it is a vital passage for east-west traffic.

Sima Yi had already devised a plan.

He calculated that when the Han army's eastern camp was attacked, Zhang Yan of the western camp would be extremely anxious and would personally lead a large army to rush to the eastern camp for rescue along the flat land at the foot of the mountain.

In other words, Zhang Yan's army will pass by the slope, right under their noses.

This is their perfect opportunity to win with fewer troops.

As Zhang Yan rushes anxiously towards the Eastern Camp for rescue, Pang De will lead the Yizhou soldiers ambushed on the mountaintop down the slope, defeating Zhang Yan with overwhelming force.

now.

From the direction of the Han army's eastern camp, the sounds of battle were deafening, soaring into the sky, as if they were about to shake the entire Dingjun Mountain.

Clearly, Wu Lan was commanding 7,000 Yizhou soldiers, pretending to be an army of 17,000, and launched a fierce attack on Qian Zhao's eastern camp with overwhelming force.

Wu Lan's offensive had been going on for a long time, but Zhang Yan still hadn't appeared.

Pound stood on the mountaintop, gazing down at the mountains below, his fists clenching, his emotions growing increasingly anxious.

"General Pang, please remain calm and wait a little longer."

Sima Yi saw Pang De's anxiety, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he gently comforted him.

Pound was jolted awake, as if doused with a bucket of cold water, and his emotions calmed down again.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and looked down the mountain again.

Just then, Sima Yi's eyes suddenly narrowed, as if he had discovered something important.

He pointed sharply towards the front of the mountain and exclaimed excitedly:
"General Pang, look, Zhang Yan is here!"

Pound's spirits lifted, and he looked closely, only to see tens of thousands of soldiers hurrying past along the slope.

A huge banner with the character "Zhang" fluttered in the wind, clearly visible.

In an instant, Pound's eyes widened, his fighting spirit burning like a raging fire.

He was ecstatic and shouted:
"Those Black Mountain bandits have fallen into the trap. The entire army, obey my command!"

Pound leaped onto his horse and brandished his sword:

"Follow me down the mountain and slaughter the Han army!"

This shout, loud as a bell, shattered the tranquility of heaven and earth.

"I'm going to kill Zhang Yan—"

Pound roared and charged down the slope without hesitation, sword in hand.

Behind him, ten thousand Yizhou soldiers who had been lying in ambush heard Pang De's command and immediately roared with battle cries, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth was splitting.

Then, with overwhelming force, they followed Pang De like a surging tide, rushing straight towards the Han army.

At this moment, on the narrow path in front of the slope.

Zhang Yan was extremely anxious, urging his 20,000 soldiers to rush towards the eastern camp without regard for anything else, a hint of unease showing on his face.

He was very worried about Qian Zhao.

In his view, Qian Zhao was indeed skilled in governance.

However, in terms of commanding troops and conducting operations, Qian Zhao is a clear weakness.

However, among the officials who surrendered to Cao Wei, civil officials were the majority, while military generals were few in number.

Although Qian Zhao's ability to command troops was limited, there was no more suitable candidate at this critical moment, so he had to be brought in to make up the numbers. At this moment, Pang De was only worried that Qian Zhao's limited abilities would not be able to withstand the fierce attack of the Yizhou army. Once the defense line was breached, by the time his reinforcements arrived, the Eastern Camp would probably have already been captured.

At that time, the Yizhou army had already occupied Dongying and was waiting in comfort. The reinforcements I led were exhausted, so how could they be a match for the Yizhou army?

Thinking of this, Pound became even more anxious.

Zhang Yan grew increasingly anxious and had no choice but to repeatedly shout orders, urging his Han soldiers to run at breakneck speed, sparing no effort.

Finally, the dust and mist ahead came into view, and Dongying was almost there.

Faintly, one could still see the Han army's flags fluttering in the wind, indicating that the eastern camp had not yet fallen.

Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, her tense nerves finally relaxing a little.

He then picked up his sword, took a deep breath, and intended to inspire his soldiers.

"Great Han soldiers—"

The words remained unspoken.

Suddenly, a deafening battle cry rang in my ears, as if a million ferocious beasts were roaring.

Zhang Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Take a breath.

Zhang Yan's face froze in astonishment.
On the slopes of Dingjun Mountain, countless soldiers of Yizhou swept down like a flood bursting its banks.

The "Pang" flag fluttered in the setting sun.

Pound has stormed down the mountain!
Zhang Yan's expression suddenly changed drastically, as if she had seen a ghost. Her face showed extreme terror, and her mouth was wide open, unable to close for a long time.

According to Qian Zhao's report, shouldn't Pang De be leading the main force of the Han army to attack his eastern camp at this time?

This means that the Yizhou army on Dingjun Mountain numbered at most two or three thousand.

But where did these Yizhou troops, numbering at least tens of thousands, who suddenly appeared out of nowhere come from?

Zhang Yan rubbed her eyes violently, thinking she had misread the image.

The soldiers charging in from all over the mountains were indeed the Yizhou army.

There are at least ten thousand people.

This means that the Han army that is attacking them is the real Pang De's entire army!

"not good……"

A thousand thoughts raced through Zhang Yan's mind in an instant, and suddenly he came to his senses and finally understood everything.

He fell for the trap.

The Yizhou troops' fierce attack on Qian Zhao's eastern camp was merely a bait!

The Han army attacking the eastern camp at this moment must not be Pang De's main force, but must be just a small group of Yizhou troops bluffing.

The purpose was to attract his attention and make him mistakenly believe that Pound's main force was attacking the Eastern Camp.

Pound's intention was actually to lure him into leading his army to the rescue.

Pang De had anticipated that he would personally lead the main force to rescue Qian Zhao, fearing that Qian Zhao would be unable to hold the eastern camp.

To rescue the Eastern Camp, they had to pass through the narrow path in front of Dingjun Mountain.

So Pound led his main force to ambush on the mountaintop, waiting for him to pass by as he came to reinforce the eastern camp before his army suddenly attacked.

From a high vantage point, we can catch him off guard and strike!
This is Pound's plan!
A flawless plan that he could not defend against.

Zhang Yan understood everything, and suddenly felt a chill, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Immediately afterwards, a name that filled him with terror flashed into his mind:

Sima Yi.

Who else in the Yizhou army could have come up with such a cunning plan besides Sima Yi?

"Damn it, Your Highness was careless. Apart from the Grand Marshal, no one in the world is a match for this villain!"

Zhang Yan felt a chill run down her spine, suddenly sensing the presence of death. (End of Chapter)