The Three Kingdoms began with island farming

Chapter 655 The fight between trapped beasts
The Han army was defeated and the Kushans gained some advantages. This outcome was acceptable to them.

As the head coach, Singh was full of excitement at this time.

He didn't care about the gains and losses of this battle, but the impact of this battle.

"The Han army was defeated, so they must be focusing on resting now. This is the best opportunity!"

Singh stood on the city wall, looking in the direction of the Han army's retreat, with a burning light in his eyes.

He gripped the scimitar at his waist, turned around and ordered the generals behind him: "Prepare your troops immediately, follow me tonight through Fenggu and attack the rear camp of the Han army!"

An old general's heart tightened and he stepped forward: "General, the road to Fenggu is too dangerous. Although the Han army suffered a tragic defeat, they are cautious and may not fail to set up defenses..."

"Enough!" Singer interrupted fiercely, "The opportunity for battle is fleeting! The Han army has been badly defeated this time, morale is low, and they are completely unprepared. This is the perfect opportunity for us to achieve a surprise victory!"

He glanced at everyone and said in an increasingly tough tone, "If anyone tries to stop us again, we will punish them according to military law!"

He had finally waited for such an opportunity, and he would not let it go no matter what. Anyone who stood in his way would only have a dead end.

The generals looked at each other secretly for a few times, and finally said in unison: "Yes!"

That night, Singh personally led 50,000 elite troops, quietly left the northern defense line, and rushed towards Wind Valley.

Outside the Wind Valley, vines and thorns intertwined, covering the entrance tightly. Singer reined in his horse, looked at the "natural barrier" in front of him, and sneered: "Such a secret place, the Han army will never notice it!"

He waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him immediately stepped forward, cleared the traps and obstacles with the tools they had prepared, and continued to move forward.

That night, 50,000 elite Kushans poured into Wind Valley like a black torrent.

Singh stopped his horse and looked at the starry sky above his head. Suddenly, he heard the cry of a night owl in the valley, and a sense of foreboding flashed through his heart.

But he immediately crushed this doubt.

At this moment, he had no way out and could only gamble everything.

One day into the march, when the morning light at the valley mouth pierced the night sky, Singh, who had breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly heard the faint sound of rocks shaking and was immediately startled.

Suddenly, an urgent report came from the rear: "General! The rear is blocked by huge rocks, and the retreat is cut off!"

Singh's deputy general immediately rode his horse to the end of the valley, where he saw huge rocks several feet high piled up like a wall.

On the nearly ten-foot-high mountain walls on both sides, a large number of Han soldiers were throwing boulders and shooting arrows.

"Fell into a trap!"

Singh was horrified.

The Han army must have already noticed the Fenggu Road and were waiting for them to take the bait.

"Charge forward!" Singer said through gritted teeth.

The retreat route has been cut off. If he were an enemy, he would definitely block the rear and would never give him the chance to retreat. The only way for him to survive is to rush forward.

Yuan Shao stood on a high mountain wall, looked at Singer shouting and charging, and nodded slightly.

"Yes, the reaction is quick, but unfortunately, it's just a fight of trapped beasts."

Yuan Shao did not completely block both sides of the mountain road with huge rocks, but left the intersection in front open.

One reason is that Yuan Shao did not have much time to prepare.

In order to avoid disturbing the enemy, Yuan Shao could only send small troops to transport stones bit by bit. It was the limit to ensure that one side was blocked.

Blocking the retreat route is directly related to Yuan Shao’s future plans, so he had to open the front route.

On the other hand, the risk of being blocked at both ends is also slightly higher.

Although the mountain walls on both sides of Fenggu are high, the valley is not completely narrow, otherwise it would not be able to accommodate an army of 50,000. There are only a few openings as narrow as the one at the rear.

Once the two ends are blocked, the way out is completely cut off, and the enemy may be inspired to fight to the death, forming a last-ditch battle. Although the cliff is steep, it is not the same everywhere. The slope of some places is still possible to rush up.

The rumbling sound of war drums rang out from all directions, shaking people's hearts.

All the Han soldiers shouted in unison in their newly learned Kushan language: "You have been ambushed. Surrender and you will be spared!"

Singh paid no attention to the Han army's shouts and looked straight ahead at the vaguely visible enemy.

At this moment, he knew that many of his soldiers were panicking.

After traveling for a whole day and night, they were already exhausted. Then faced with such a desperate situation, it was a sign of good training that they did not collapse.

With such shouting, he no longer had any hope that morale would remain.

"Follow me!"

The three thousand Kushan Guards Cavalry Battalion surrounded the army in a sharp goose-shaped formation and rushed to the front of the army with unstoppable momentum.

Singh's move restored some of the morale of his soldiers.

However, just as the 50,000-strong army launched a charge and gained a certain distance, countless flaming arrows and boulders poured down, cutting the army into two.

On the slightly gentle slopes of the cliffs on both sides at the rear, countless Han soldiers rushed down with roars.

The weak brigade that fell behind was quickly swallowed up by the ant-like Han army.

Looking at Han Meng's army's unstoppable momentum, Ju Su nodded slightly.

"The trend of chasing and killing is already formed. As long as Chunyu Qiong can hold on, the game will be won."

From the very beginning, Yuan Shao's goal was to annihilate these 50,000 troops and he did not intend to let any one go.

After all, they had the best timing, location and people. This ambush was truly a godsend. Yuan Shao would feel sorry for himself if he could not wipe out the enemy completely.

The three thousand Kushan Guards Cavalry led by Singh quickly rushed to within a hundred steps of the Han army. Looking at the deployment of the Han army in the distance, Singh frowned.

The leading heavy infantry formed a formation and stood guard in the center, dividing the mountain road into two.

The infantry were surrounded by chariots and a number of barricades hastily assembled with spears, which was obviously a tough nut to crack.

About five hundred steps behind the infantry were two elite cavalry units ready to go.

Leaning against both sides of the cliff, they were obviously ready to launch a charge at any time.

Singh was faced with a difficult choice: should he bypass the heavy infantry in front of him?

If they go around it, the damage will definitely be less, but the army in the rear may not be able to chew this hard bone, and then the army will be divided into two.

Not only will the morale plummet, but this heavy infantry will turn into a sharp blade, constantly and calmly reaping the Kushan troops fleeing from both sides.

But if we launch a direct charge, the opponent is so well prepared, it might be a trap.

In a split second, Singh didn't have much time to think.

After only a moment's hesitation, Singh made up his mind.

"Cut through this infantry!"

He led the most ferocious guard cavalry battalion of Kushan, not to mention...

The holy torch on the waist ignited spontaneously without fire, and a crazy aura lingered around the Guards Cavalry Battalion. The 3,000-strong army, which was already extremely powerful, now looked like a burning powder keg.

Singh held up the burning torch, his face distorted and ferocious in the light: "Follow me to crush the Han army!"

Three thousand cavalrymen shouted in unison, their horses' hooves thundered, and raised a cloud of dust.

(End of this chapter)