Lu Bu: My wife comes from two thousand years later

Not only were the walls of the pass low, there were only two thousand soldiers defending the city. The opponent was Zhao Zilong, the ever-victorious general who was described by Amo as loyal, brave and courageous. Guan Hai felt a great headache.

He didn't know why Amo had such a high opinion of Zhao Yun, with whom he had never had any face-to-face encounter, but he knew that Amo's words were not wrong. Since she said so, Zhao Yun was definitely a very powerful opponent, and the White Horse Volunteers led by the other party were cavalry of the same level as the Feixiong Army. Facing such a powerful enemy, coupled with the huge disparity in troop strength, Guan Hai would be abnormal if he didn't have a headache.

The sky was getting slightly brighter. Guan Hai, standing on the top of the city wall, turned his head from time to time to look at the hill on the right. There were scouts there. Once the enemy sent troops, the beacon fire would be lit immediately to report the news. Today was the third day, and Zhao Yun should have made some moves.

Unlike his usual calmness, Guan Hai was very uneasy and panicked this time. He was not afraid of death, but was afraid of losing the pass and failing to live up to her trust. If the enemy was allowed to occupy this place, they only needed five or six thousand people to guard the pass, and they could block the Bingzhou army outside Jizhou. At that time, they would either have to sacrifice their lives to regain the pass and open the road, or take a detour to Dang Baixing.

Not only does taking a detour cost time and food, but if we lose this place, Jinyang will have to expend manpower to set up a new defense line.

As Guan Hai looked around anxiously, a wisp of white smoke rose from the hilltop on the right. The enemy troops were coming!

What's coming will eventually come. Guan Hai adjusted the sword at his waist, calmed his mind, and said to Zhang Feng, "The original plan was that you would take a group of people to guard the pass, and the rest of you would follow me out to meet the enemy!"

"General, the king has already sent troops from Jinyang, and the vanguard of the reinforcements will arrive in two days. Why don't you hold the pass to the death?" Zhang Feng asked puzzledly.

As Guan Hai walked towards the city, he said, "The city walls are low, and there are no defensive weapons on the top. The hastily dug trench is better than nothing. Once the enemy's more than 10,000 troops reach the city, it will be destroyed. Moreover, my Golden Eagle Guards are so top-notch, and staying in the city is a complete waste of military strength. If I go out to fight, I can at least capture 2,000 of their white horses. With a little luck, I might even be able to take advantage of the opportunity to kill their troops and destroy their morale."

Guan Hai suddenly stopped and turned to look at Zhang Feng, solemnly instructing him, "If I can't come back, you five hundred men must hold out for one day. Even if all of you die in battle, you must not lose the pass."

"Yes!" Zhang Feng responded solemnly, his eyes full of sadness. He knew that Guan Hai might not plan to come back alive. If the 1,500 elite soldiers risked their lives to fight, it was not impossible to win the 3,000 white horses.

These Golden Eagle Guards were all veterans that Amo had assembled the earliest. Most of them had fought with her against the Xianbei, the Xiongnu, the Black Mountain Army, the Qu Yi Army, and the Liangzhou Army. Their combat effectiveness was no less than that of the Feixiong Army and the Baima Yicong. The most important thing was that these two thousand people were completely loyal to the princess. They dared to fight and even fight to the death. As long as Guan Hai did not order a retreat, even if they fought to the last man, there would not be a single deserter.

However, today this team may be defeated in Shiyi. This is all the hard work of the princess. At this moment, Zhang Feng feels that his heart is bleeding.

Under the city wall, the soldiers were lined up early in the morning. Guan Hai led 1,500 men on horseback and headed straight for Zhao Yun's camp.

Zhao Yun's camp was located in a vast open space not far from the Xiao River. At this time, the three thousand elite cavalry had already formed up, but the ten thousand temporarily recruited infantry were still dragging their feet in coming out of the camp. Guan Hai had people on guard on the high mountain, intending to seize the opportunity when the enemy was about to come out to harass them.

Before sending out troops, Zhao Yun learned about the team stationed in Shiyi. According to Gao Lan, the general of this team was named Guan Hai, who was the leader of a part of the Black Mountain Army and surrendered to Lu Bu along with Zhang Yan. The two thousand cavalrymen he led were mostly former Black Mountain bandits. Their combat effectiveness and military discipline were average, but their manpower and horse equipment were very high-end. Their only battle record at present was when Guo Yi attacked Jinyang, he and Lu Bu launched a surprise attack on Guo Yi's team from the rear.

At that time, Lu Bu was besieged by Yuan Shao and Cao Cao, and the Bingzhou army was fighting on three fronts simultaneously in Henei, Shangdang and Jinyang. Zhang Yan, his ally at the time, saw Jinyang being besieged by Qu Yi's army, but chose to stand by and watch. Only Guan Hai's troops could not bear to watch it anymore, and disregarded Zhang Yan's orders, chose to send a surprise attack to harass Qu Yi from behind, thus preserving the city of Jinyang. Lu Bu and his wife were grateful for Guan Hai's righteousness, and this group of Black Mountain bandits could enjoy the same treatment as the Feixiong Army.

After hearing Gao Lan's words, Zhao Yun had a very good impression of Guan Hai. Today, seeing that he dared to go out of the city to fight without fear of the disparity in military strength, he couldn't help but admire his courage and determination.

"The front army will form a battle line, and the rear army will be on standby on both sides to prevent them from attacking the infantry! Meet the enemy!" Zhao Yun ordered.

In his opinion, no matter how advanced the equipment of this Black Mountain cavalry was, it was still inferior to his own White Horse Volunteers who had fought countless Hu people on the border. In a battle of equal numbers, he still had the upper hand.

Guan Hai led his troops to three miles in front of the camp and saw from afar that Zhao Yun's infantry were still continuously discharged from the camp. The formation was very messy, and only about half of the 3,000 cavalry were in combat, while the other half were lined up on both sides of the infantry on standby.

Guan Hai originally wanted to launch a surprise attack when the enemy troops had just left the camp and their formation was in disarray. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yun was able to form up his cavalry in such a short time. Judging from the formations in front and on the left and right, he had no chance to launch a surprise attack and strangle his infantry.

However... if the opponent comes with the same number of white horses, our chances of winning will be much greater. Let's eat these 1,500 white horses first.

After General Guan Hai's order was passed down, the Golden Eagle Guards paused for a moment before charging straight into the enemy formation!

The war drums were beating like thunder. Three miles away, the cavalry arrived in an instant. In such a short distance, the cavalry on both sides had already come into close combat before they could even speed up.

Guan Hai knew that Zhao Yun had once challenged Xu Chu and Hua Xiong alone and remained at an disadvantage. Based on this standard, he could barely last thirty or forty rounds against him. In order to avoid being killed at the beginning and his morale being dampened, he did not risk his life to seek out such an opponent for a duel.

The cavalry of both sides engaged in a fierce battle on the banks of the Xiaoshui River. Zhao Yun's spear stretched out and retracted like a snake, stirring up a cloud of blood with every strike. Screams echoed around him.

However, although the battle here seemed brutal, not many Golden Eagle Guards were directly stabbed to death.

The Golden Eagle Guards all wore armor to protect their vital parts. Zhao Yun knew that their armor was difficult to break, so he could only attack their arms and legs, which were only covered with leather armor. After fighting for a while, he injured more than a dozen Golden Eagle Guards.

However, Zhao Yun immediately discovered that the intelligence Gao Lan had given him was completely inconsistent. This team was not only well-equipped, but the individual combat effectiveness of its soldiers was no less than that of the White Horse Volunteers. The key was that they cooperated with each other very well. This was definitely an elite army that had experienced hundreds of battles, and his 1,500 white horses were probably no match for them.

While fighting, he observed the battle situation and found that as he expected, with the same number of people, the white horse was slightly at a disadvantage.

War horses galloped along the banks of the Xiaoshui River, the earth shook, and the sounds of drums, shouts of killing, the wailing of soldiers, and the neighing of war horses filled everyone's senses. The sun rose slowly, and the longer the fight lasted, the more defeated the white horses became. By around 9:00 PM, Zhao Yun's 1,500 white horses had suffered 500 to 600 casualties, and the Golden Eagle Guards had also suffered 300 to 400 casualties. These statistics actually looked similar on the battlefield, but the impact on the morale of both sides was completely different.

With more than 30% casualties, the morale of the White Horse Army has somewhat collapsed, but the Golden Eagle Guards are still in high spirits.

Seeing that the infantry formation in the rear had been lined up, Zhao Yun transferred the remaining cavalry on both wings to join the battle. He thought that the addition of these fresh troops would hit the enemy's morale and make them flee. However, the performance of the Golden Eagle Guards once again exceeded Zhao Yun's expectations. He saw that the remaining troops on the enemy automatically divided into three teams. The least two hundred people in the middle stayed to continue fighting with the original White Horse, while the five hundred cavalry on each side charged towards the newly joined White Horse Volunteers without hesitation.