Meng Yu was deeply surprised by Zhang Liao's sudden appearance, and he couldn't imagine how the 800 cavalry led by Zhang Liao came out when the entire Han army camp was surrounded by his 200,000 large army.

If Zhang Liao led the crowd to fight his way out of the encirclement, he stood on a high place and looked at the entire battlefield, and it was impossible not to see such an obvious move. But the fact is that Zhang Liao did lead 800 cavalry to kill him from behind, and this sudden appearance of force made him feel puzzled, because he clearly remembered that no one in the Han army camp broke through, and the Han army soldiers all stuck to the camp without a fight.

But Zhang Liao just appeared in front of him, did these people fall from the sky?

No matter how Zhang Liao appeared here, at this moment, the first thing Meng Shu did was to leave here, he noticed that Zhang Liao rushed over like a tiger and wolf, and the personal guards who went to block it all died tragically under Zhang Liao's iron spear, and no one survived. What's more, Meng Huo also inquired about Zhang Liao, so he knew how powerful Zhang Liao was, he was not Zhang Liao's opponent, if he fought hard, he would definitely suffer, and the subordinates led by Zhang Liao were all brave and good at fighting, and they were taken by surprise, which caused him a great deal of heavy damage, making him dare not fight.

Meng Shu looked around, and he realized that the high slope he was on was two stories high from the ground, and there was no other way to go except for the gentle slope that Zhang Liao rushed up, but Zhang Liao led more than 100 cavalry to kill him, and there were few guards around him, and he was not an opponent at all. In a hurry. Seeing that Zhang Liao was about to rush up. Meng Shu turned the horse's head, pulled the horse's reins tightly, took a few steps back, and then with a loud shout of "driving", he rode the horse towards the steep slope.

"Meng is relieved to leave!" Zhang Liao's tiger eyes were always staring at Meng Huo, and when he saw Meng Huo turn his horse's head, he knew that Meng Huo wanted to escape, and he killed the thief. He shouted loudly on the high slope in front of him.

However, Zhang Liao is still some distance away from Meng Huo, and he can't stop Meng Huo from leaving, plus Meng Huo's personal soldiers are all sworn to protect him, in this short distance, there are more than a dozen personal soldiers in the middle, and the idea of killing Meng Huo can only become a bubble.

"Herod—"

The curly-haired red rabbit horse under Meng Huo's seat suddenly let out an earth-shattering long neigh, and its four hooves rose into the air and leaped forward a long way. However, because it was only suspended below, Meng Shulian led the horse to make a graceful arc in the air. It began to sink rapidly.

The high slope is several meters high from the ground, and the ground is full of rocks and strange rocks, and if you fall on these stones, you will either die or be injured.

It was too late, it was fast, just when the war horse under the seat was sinking at a rapid speed, and was about to approach the ground, Meng Shu suddenly jumped off the horse's back, jumped forward, and his huge body came in the air and a harrier turned over, and fell heavily on a piece of dirt on the edge of the pile of rocks.

When Zhang Liao reached the top of the high slope one by one, and when he stood there and looked down, except for seeing a curly-haired red rabbit horse pierced by a rock, lying dying in a pool of blood, he could no longer find Meng Shu's figure.

"Damn! Let him run away! Zhang Liao tightened his seat and got off the horse, and he couldn't see Meng Shu's figure, which made him feel annoyed, this was a good opportunity, but he missed it, and he didn't know if there would be another such opportunity next time.

Resentment, chagrin, and all kinds of feelings came to Zhang Liao's heart, but he did not have the joy of occupying the high slope where Meng Huo was, but condescended, and saw that the rebels were starting a large-scale attack on the Han army camp, but there was a trace of worry.

Seeing such a situation, Zhang Liao suddenly became wise in a hurry, and asked people to cut off Meng Shu's banner, and cut off a head, put it in his hand, held it high in the air, took a deep breath, mustered all his strength, and shouted at the people at the bottom of the high slope: "The traitor Meng Huo has been awarded the head, and if you don't retreat, when will you wait?" ”

The sound was like a bell, so loud that it could be heard throughout the battlefield, and almost all the people in the rebel army looked towards the high slope where Meng Huo had been standing. The first thing that caught their eyes was an orange-red banner of the Han army, and under the banner of the Han army, Zhang Liao and others stood there heroically, and Zhang Liao was carrying a bloody head in his hand, and the thick blood was dripping to the ground little by little.

This scene, all the rebels saw it, and the originally all Nanzhong people on the high slope instantly turned into the Han army, and the head that Zhang Liao was carrying in his hand, whether it was Meng Shu's or not, could prove one thing, that is, Meng Huo had disappeared.

As the saying goes, to capture the thief and capture the king, Zhang Liao's clever plan is very appropriate.

Meng Shu is the leader of the entire South Central Coalition Army, as soon as he dies, the coalition army suddenly appears to be slack, and the tribes go their own way, like a plate of scattered sand, and suddenly withdraw from the main battlefield, and they are so embarrassed!

"Order the whole army to go out of the camp and kill the enemy!" Zhang Liao was condescending, he could see every move on the entire battlefield very clearly, and when he saw that the rebels began to lead the army to retreat, he couldn't hold it anymore, and immediately shouted at one of the standard-bearers beside him.

According to Zhang Liao's meaning, the standard-bearer took out two small flags from behind him, and waved the flag to all the troops in the Han army camp to convey Zhang Liao's order!

"Kill!"

In the Han army camp, almost all the soldiers of the Han army received the order of the banner from Zhang Liao at the first time, and they were ready to go, under the unified command of the generals of each battalion, the gate of the village was suddenly opened, and tens of thousands of Han troops were like tigers coming out of the gate, fiercely pounced on the retreating rebels.

For a time, the rebels were tightly bitten by the tail of the Han army, and they couldn't retreat much, plus the cavalry of the Han army was very fast, and countless cavalry were scattered into a dense formation with a hundred people as an echelon, like a sharp knife, directly inserted into the back of the rebels, so that the rebels were like a man's back.

In addition, the infantry of the Han army also marched lightly, closely following the cavalry, sweeping the entire battlefield in waves, trampling the corpses of tens of thousands of people who died on this battlefield.

As the so-called defeat is like a mountain, the news of the death of the coach Meng Shu can't help but run to tell each other, a group of people have no leader, they are in their own way, and there is chaos, and there is no sharpness when they just attacked, and there is only the breath of death.

The Han army began to counterattack, Zhang Liao was not idle, he led his subordinates down from the high slope, and quickly joined the ranks of the pursuing rebels, killing the rebels to their heart's content. (To be continued.) )

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