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Chapter 58: The Battle of Anping, Why Did the General Laugh?(2/2)

Seeing the low combat effectiveness of the Black Mountain Army, Cao Cao did not stop, turned his horse around again, and led his cavalry to fight back.

"The thief is nothing more than that. Let him try his best to kill me, Cao Mengde!"

Cao Cao once again led troops to rush in, and the supporting infantry retreated. After several rounds of killing, they were covered with sweat and blood. Although the Black Mountain Army killed many, there was still a steady stream of soldiers rushing out from behind the gentle slope in front.

After the close encounter, the casualties of the Xiyuan Army also began to increase. Cao Cao fought his way out of an open space and looked at the battlefield where blood was flying. The sound of swords and swords could be heard endlessly, shouts and wailings came and went, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tighten.

"It may be a great achievement, but we are outnumbered and the enemy will be outnumbered, so the casualties will be considerable."

Just when Cao Cao was hesitating whether to retreat, a shout suddenly came from behind—

"Don't worry about Meng De, Yuan Benchu ​​is here!"

Cao Cao looked back and saw Yuan Shaozheng leading his army. Behind him was the yellow dust covering the sky. Judging from the situation, there were more than a thousand cavalry.

This is the treatment of the three armies of Xiyuan!

The main force of the Xiyuan Army is divided into three armies: the upper, middle and lower armies. The upper army is led by Jian Shuo, the middle army is led by Yuan Shao, and the lower army is led by Bao Hong. Cao Cao, the captain of the Dian Army, is one level behind. As for assisting the army, it is basically just a make-up.

Yes, not even enough soldiers have been recruited.

Although it was not the first time I saw it, I was still greedy, so I raised my sword and waved it.

"Ben Chu! Cao Cao is here!"

Yuan Shao led the troops to respond, and together with Cao Cao's army, they charged and killed the Black Mountain Army.

Cao Cao originally thought that with Yuan Shao's arrival, the Black Mountain Army would be defeated soon. However, the facts were the same as before, and the Black Mountain Army did not meet his expectations.

The two armies fought until dusk. Both sides suffered heavy casualties and were exhausted before they could give up their troops and leave.

Of course, the heavy casualties suffered by the Montenegrin Army were truly heavy, but compared with the total strength of the army, the losses in a mere battle seemed insignificant.

Cao Cao and Yuan Shao led their troops back. Not only were they dirty and tired, but their spirits were not high enough. They had clearly killed too many enemies, but there was no corresponding joy.

"The morale of the Black Mountain Army is far beyond my expectation. They have made a lot of gains today, but they have never been able to defeat them!" Cao Cao said on his horse, with a hint of weakness in his words.

"Happy! This is Shao's first time fighting an enemy. He can behead thousands of people. How happy!" Yuan Shao was much more excited than Cao Cao and was a little excited.

Cao Cao shook his head helplessly, "Ben Chu's appearance reminded Cao of the Battle of Yingchuan. The battle with Bo Cai was so thrilling that even after several months, it is unforgettable."

That battle was considered Cao Cao's first battle against the Yellow Turbans. Unfortunately, it was at night. Although the fire was raging, Bocai's army surged out like a tide and scattered Cao Cao's army. It was indeed shocking, but such a victory was achieved in the first battle.

Indeed, I am as excited as before.

"After ten years of sharpening the sword, you will finally have a try. Tomorrow you and I will fight the Black Mountain Army again and we will definitely defeat them!" Yuan Shao said with a smile, quite high-spirited.

Cao Cao was in a different mood. He had been fighting non-stop for half a year. His intuition was already very accurate. Some battles could be fought and some battles could not be fought. If the Black Mountain Army was easily defeated, it was defeated today.

The casualties were obvious. They were not defeated. That only meant one thing -

These casualties are nothing to the Montenegro Army.

Maybe not even 10%.

"Benchu, in my opinion, the strength of the Black Mountain Army is by no means as simple as twenty or thirty thousand!"

Seeing Cao Cao's sudden seriousness, Yuan Shao also calmed down and replied: "Why did Meng De say this?"

"The Montenegrin Army's combat power is not strong, only slightly higher than that of the Yellow Turban Army. However, in today's battle, the Montenegrin Army seemed to suffer heavy casualties, but its morale has not been shaken. On the contrary, our army has nearly a thousand dead and almost everyone is injured. We must not do it tomorrow.

In a head-to-head encounter, Wang Fen’s information may be wrong!”

After listening to Cao Cao's analysis, Yuan Shao also felt that it was reasonable. Cao Cao was more experienced in leading troops, which he recognized.

"As a pioneer, Meng De will not live up to his will if he does not fight."

"Original, leading troops to fight is definitely not based on emotion!"

Yuan Shao didn't quite understand Cao Cao's ambiguous answer. The night was sinking and the campfire ahead was lit, so he returned to camp.

The two of them returned to the Daozhong military tent together, only to see that except for the two of them, all the eight captains of Xiyuan were there.

The big man Jian Shuo sat at the head with a gloomy face, while the others didn't look very good.

Something happened!

Cao Cao and Yuan Shao thought at the same time.


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