Lu Bu: My wife comes from two thousand years later

Ignoring the strange looks from the crowd, Zhang Mo pointed to the flag fluttering above the camp gate and said, "The southeast monsoon is strong this season. Gongsun Zan's men are northwest of our camp. We only need to light dozens of fires upwind and cover them with wet grass, and thick smoke will roll like a flood towards the battlefield."

"By then, both sides would be choked by smoke, obstructing their vision. Gongsun Zan has more men and horses, and they're afraid of killing the wrong people, so their soldiers can't move freely. If they hesitate for a few breaths, Qu Heng and the others will have the opportunity to break through. Isn't this a magical force?"

Thinking it was some brilliant plan, everyone just laughed it off as a joke. But Tian Feng, unable to bear seeing Zhang Mo embarrassed, said, "Madam Zhang, this plan may allow our army to break through, but Gongsun Zan's cavalry are no puppets. They will definitely pursue us relentlessly. What will we do if we let them charge into our camp? It's not right!"

Zhang Mo's eyes fell on the group of white horses on the battlefield and she said with a smile, "When they catch up, just shoot them with bows and crossbows!"

"Wouldn't that mean they'd kill their own people too? How could they possibly save others?" Tian Feng asked, puzzled. In the thick smoke, it was impossible to distinguish friend from foe; the crossbows fired, killing in droves.

At this time, Yuan Shao said, "This plan is feasible. Since these knights cannot be rescued, why not lure Gongsun Baima here and shoot him with bows and crossbows to destroy his elite cavalry." As he said this, he immediately ordered the soldiers to carry firewood.

When Qu Yi heard Yuan Shao was going to use his own cavalry as bait, he was furious, his forehead veins bulging. He had betrayed Han Fu and joined Yuan Shao, and this was the result? Today, all his troops were dead, and there were only 800 or so of his own left in the army. Where would he find a place on Yuan Shao's side in the future?

Zhang Mo was about to say something, but she glanced at Qu Yi and swallowed the rest of her words. I haven't taken revenge yet, so I'll let you suffer for a while!

After the soldiers prepared the dry and wet firewood, Zhang Mo slowly said to Qu Yi, "Actually, if your crossbowmen have good aim, you can still save them."

"What do you mean?" A glimmer of hope ignited in Qu Yi's heart. He slowly loosened his clenched fists and looked at her expectantly.

Both sides are in the smoke. No matter how good your aim is, is it possible to see the enemy clearly through the smoke?

Zhang Mo said, "If we only see the battle robes in the thick smoke, it's naturally difficult to distinguish friend from foe. However, Gongsun Zan's men all ride white horses, while most of ours ride dark-colored mounts. Such large horses are very easy to spot. Also, cavalry are relatively slow in the smoke. If archers avoid the dark-colored mounts and aim for the soldiers whose mounts are less visible, the chance of accidental injuries will be much lower. While this may not save everyone, at least we won't be wiped out. As many as can escape will be the best we can hope to achieve."

Qu Yi's eyes lit up. It would be very easy to hit such a big horse accurately.

Tian Feng laughed heartily after hearing this. "Madam Zhang, you borrowed this magical weapon brilliantly! It's truly brilliant! Gongsun Zan loves white horses, but today these horses are becoming his fatal weakness. If it weren't for your reminder, we wouldn't have thought of this."

Yuan Shao also laughed and said, "Excellent! Excellent! This plan will not only save our own troops, but will also severely damage Gongsun Zan."

Qu Yi said, "It may not be a serious injury." The other party is not stupid. If he finds that something is wrong, he will definitely retreat immediately.

Dozens of piles of dry firewood were quickly ignited and covered with wet grass. Thick smoke immediately rolled out, and under the influence of the monsoon, it was like thousands of reinforcements rushing straight to the battlefield.

Although Yuan Shao and others were not inhaled by the smoke, they could not see the battle situation clearly in the smoke. They only heard the originally fierce sound of weapons colliding and roaring, which was gradually replaced by continuous coughing, and then they heard countless war horses roaring towards this side.

"Archers, prepare!"

All the bows and arrows placed on both sides were fully strung, with their arrows pointed at the galloping war horses. In the smoke, one could vaguely see that most of the horses running in front were dark-colored, meaning they were their own people.

Following closely behind them were many people whose silhouettes could only be seen, but whose mounts were not clearly visible. They were Gongsun Zan's White Horse Volunteers. Arrows were shot at the white horses, immediately causing countless screams and neighs.

The one screaming was naturally the knight who was thrown off his horse, and the one neighing was the white horse that was hit by the arrow.

Gongsun Zan was also choked by the smoke and tears were streaming down his face in the rear. He couldn't see the battle situation in front clearly, and couldn't tell from the sounds which group had more soldiers killed. But he knew that the enemy was trying to escape back to the camp, so this was a good opportunity to charge in at one stroke.

Without any military orders, the White Horse Volunteers who were chasing Qu Heng and others did not stop, even though they were choked by the smoke and could hardly open their eyes, and continued to pursue them relentlessly.

The enemy camp was just ahead, and the war horses could reach it in a few breaths at a gallop. However, this short distance of dozens of steps became a chasm that the white horses could not cross.

One white horse after another was shot over, and one knight after another was thrown off his horse. No one would stop for them. Galloping, trampling, and screaming were staged in front of the camp.

Qu Heng originally thought that all his troops would be killed outside today. With the idea of ​​killing one more and gaining one more, he had already risked his life, but when the smoke rose, hope was rekindled in his heart.

At this time, it was impossible to distinguish between friend and foe, and fighting was already inconvenient, so he did not hesitate and rode his horse back.

Everyone urged their horses to flee towards the camp. Arrows flew past them and from behind, but they ignored them and just rushed forward.

But after a while, the remaining thousand or so cavalrymen of Qu Heng retreated safely into the camp. The generals of the Baima Yicong realized something was wrong. How come they were in the smoke, but their own men were shot frequently, while the enemy suffered almost no damage?

After observing for a while, he finally understood the reason. Regardless of whether Gongsun Zan ordered a retreat or not, he turned his horse around and ordered a retreat.

The white horses retreated one after another, and only a few scattered riders of the Qu family who had been unable to escape in the rear were able to break out of the predicament.

Gongsun Zan saw that the Bai Ma soldiers disregarded his military orders and retreated without authorization. He was about to question them, but he saw that only more than 2,000 of the 3,000 cavalrymen who had originally pursued them had returned. After hearing the general's explanation, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

In this battle, he not only lost more than a thousand sword and shield soldiers and more than 1,100 cavalrymen, but also more than 200 White Horse Volunteers, but he failed to even reach the gate of Yuan Shao's camp.

At Yuan Shao's camp, Qu Yi counted the men who had escaped and found that there were still more than 1,400 men left. Qu Heng was also safe and sound. Although nearly half of them had been killed, at least the remaining men had escaped. He said to Zhang Mo in a rare serious tone, "Little doctor, thank you!"

Zhang Mo turned her head slightly and glanced at him. "No need for verbal thanks, just give me some tangible benefits."

"What benefit do you want, little doctor? Just tell me!" Qu Yi said with a smile.

"Gold, silver, jewelry, pearls, agates, antique jades, silks and satins, the more the better!" Zhang Moshi opened her mouth loudly.

I saved more than a thousand of his lives, so it’s not too much to ask for some money!

Thinking of her half-gorgeous face, Qu Yi smiled and suddenly asked, "Is the young doctor engaged?"

Zhang Mo rolled her eyes, "What does this have to do with you?"

Qu Yi moved his feet, bent down and brought his face closer. He suddenly lifted her veil and whispered in her ear, "Looking at your ugly appearance, I guess no one will want you in this life. This general will reluctantly accept you!"

Zhang Mo pulled her hat back on, pushed Qu Yi away, and said angrily, "I won't follow you if no one wants me!"

Qu Yi was very weak. After being pushed by her, he stumbled two steps and fell to the ground. He said angrily, "What's wrong with being with me? I'm handsome, a good fighter, and I have money. So many women have begged me to accept them. What's wrong with you, an ugly woman?"

He didn't know what he was thinking about, and smiled again: "Or maybe you have low self-esteem and feel that you are not worthy of me?"

"Smug!"

Zhang Moji snorted in disdain and was about to leave when he heard Yuan Shao shout, "Wait!"

"The young lady seems familiar!" He walked up to Zhang Mo and reached out to lift her veil.