Huang Zhong, who returned to the horse again, finally used his real skills this time. His sword skills were good at being strong and fierce. While he was trying to seize the opponent's key points, he also defended quite closely. Although Xiahou Dun used all his skills, he could not do anything to Huang Zhong for the time being.

The two fought for more than thirty rounds under the city, and there was no difference between the winner and the defeat. At this time, the sky was already dark. Han Hao and Shi Huan were afraid that Xiahou Dun would make any mistakes, and then they saw Cao's soldiers chasing each other for a long distance. Sanji's defenders took advantage of the ease to attack, so they called out gold and beat the gong to withdraw the troops. Zhou Yu saw this last year, but did not ask Huang Zhong to chase him. He just opened the city gate and let Huang Zhong's troops enter the city to rest.

"Why did you withdraw your troops by chanting the gold? Now that the old man Huang Zhong ran away, he is really angry!" Xiahou Dun said angrily.

Han Hao smiled and said, "General Xiahou, it's too late to fight tomorrow. Huang Zhong can't escape. Besides, the soldiers have not had enough food for most of the day, so it's not too late to bury the pot and make rice to fill their stomachs before fighting!"

"Okay, let the soldiers of each battalion lit torches and set up camp to cook on the spot!" Xiahou Dun looked around. Even the city of Fancheng was blurred under the dim sky. The only thing that could be heard was the sound of the river water leaning against the left head.

After receiving this order, Cao's soldiers, who had been harassed by Huang Zhong for almost a long time, breathed a sigh of relief. They were just nervous and didn't feel hungry. Now they started to roar when they relaxed. Although Cao's soldiers were closer to the city, they were close to the river, making it easy to cook and get water. At this time, no soldier with sore legs and soreness wanted to find another place to camp.

That night, Xiahou Dun ordered Cai Mao and Xiang Lang to take on the night patrol mission. The Cao army soldiers fell asleep in the trouble of being tired, and at this time they didn't know that the danger had come to their heads.

If it weren't for the victory of Xinye City, the Cao army had less vigilance, if it wasn't for the endless continuous battles during the day and if it was too exhausted, if it wasn't too late to see the wilderness outside Fancheng, Xiahou Dun would never have ordered the camp to be built in this place.

Fancheng, Gao Chongjun Governor Zhou Yu's military tent was brightly lit and busy.

"Military advisor, is Xiahou Dun really camping outside the North City?" Zhou Yu asked anxiously, with a hint of excitement and a little disbelief in his voice.

Xu Shu also looked excited, and he replied loudly: "Governor, it's not wrong. The same news came from several scouts who were circulating outside the city to spy on the enemy's movements."

"It's great. Let the post station ignite open fire and smoke and notify Taishici to break the dam and drain the blocked Bishui." Zhou Yu ordered loudly.

The post station was established by Gao Chongjun to strengthen the contact between each army and refer to the concept of the ancient beacon tower. During the day, wolf smoke is usually used as a signal, and at night, the fire is lit, ten miles as a stop, and one point is transmitted, and the predetermined instructions are finally transmitted to the designated location.

"Huang Zhong, Zhu Huan, you two are panicked when they see the flood attacking Cao's camp. They lead their troops out of the east gate and the west gate, and they will kill them when they encounter Cao's soldiers." Zhou Yu said again.

"Yes!" Huang Zhong and Zhu Huan were both happy and could not help but take the order.

"Military advisor, Yu has something to entrust him!" Zhou Yu turned around and faced Xu Shu and said in a deep voice.

Xu Shu understood and said, "Is the governor going out of the city to kill the enemy in person?"

Zhou Yu nodded and said, "That's right, the task of defending the city is handed over to the military advisors. Cao's soldiers are not familiar with water wars. As long as the water is leaked and floods the military camp, the enemy will panic. This is a good opportunity to completely wipe out Xiahou Dun. I must not miss it, otherwise General Gao Shun and the camp will die in vain!"

Xu Shu stepped forward, held Zhou Yu's hand and said, "Governor, go. If you can't catch all the enemies invaded this time, what are your faces to meet the coach? Let's use Xiahou Dun's head to worship General Gao Shun's heroic soul!"

On August 2nd, the sixth year of Jian'an.

Outside the Cao army camp.

The Marquis of Yicheng Xianglang was leading three hundred soldiers from his subordinates to patrol the camp. After a day of travel, Cao's soldiers were already asleep, but these soldiers who surrendered from Jingxiang had to continue to stay up late.

"General, look, there is fire there!" A soldier of Xiang Lang, a patrol camp, said, pointing to a bright light in the direction of Fancheng.

"Isn't it just a fire? What's the fuss?" Xiang Lang said disapprovingly.

Xiang Lang was very angry about the unfair discrimination treatment. His soldiers in the army could only be considered third-class. Not only were they not as good as Cao's army in food and equipment, but they were also ridiculed from time to time. This made him feel an indescribable shame with these Yicheng children from Beitou.

Tonight, Cai Mao was patrolling with him, but at the end, Cai Mao made a name for himself and threw the hard-working but not pleasing patrol mission to Xiang Lang. Unlike Cai Mao who was determined to retake Jingxiang, Xiang Lang did not have such ambition. All he hoped was to maintain the interests of Xiang's family in Yicheng. Gao Chong's previous attack made him feel threatened, but now his thoughts have changed a little.

The generosity of He Zong's death made Xiang Lang feel a different feeling. As a spy, He Zong was able to pay his life for Gao Chong. Gao Chong's ability to gather such a loyal subordinate must have something unique, which made Xiang Lang shake the regaining of Jing Xiang.

"Wow, wow--!" The sound of the flowing water became louder and louder, especially clear in the quiet night sky, and it seemed that thousands of troops were galloping in their ears.

"Floodshui--!" Xiang Lang was stunned for a moment, then was shocked.

July and August are the season when rainfall is concentrated. After strong rainstorms exceed the level that they can bear in a region, floods will form, and the floods will sweep down the river channel, taking away all the things that can be submerged.

"You guys go and notify the soldiers in your camp to retreat, and the others will follow me!" Xiang Lang shouted.

"General, where are we going?" asked a follower.

Xiang Lang's face was pale. After hearing the louder and louder sounds, he said helplessly: "It's too late, so I can only avoid the high place first. I hope I can have the luck to avoid this nightmare."

"Do you want to send someone to inform General Xiahou and General Cai Mao?"

"Fortune and good fortune are fate. When did the people in Cao's camp take us to heart? Now they are still too busy to take care of themselves, so how can they have time to care about them?" Xiang Lang said gritting his teeth.

At the time of Yin, the wind was dark, and it was the most fragrant time when I entered my dream. The sudden flood suddenly broke through the low-lying and unpreserved river bank and overwhelmed the tents of Cao's camp. Many soldiers had not yet woken up in their sleep.

"The big thing is wrong, the river is coming!" With the shouts of Cao's soldiers who woke up, the tent fixed in the soil was washed down by the river. The overturned tent wrapped up the soldiers who had just risen up and rushed towards the downstream of the river.

The fatigue of the battle for one day made Xiahou Dun sleep quite heavily, so that the soldiers outside had been calling for a long time, and he had not yet woken up.

"Where is General Xiahou?" Han Hao was dressed in disheveled clothes and rode on a saddle-free war horse. He hurried to Xiahou Dun's central army. He grabbed something and asked his personal soldiers who were running around.

The soldier who was so scared that his face was pale was stunned for a moment. Fang Zi recognized it as Han Hao, and then stammered: "The general has not come out, he may still be in the tent!"

"Why don't you wake up the general!" Han Hao roared, pushed away the panicked soldier and rushed straight into Xiahou Dun's tent.

"What's going on?" Xiahou Dun, who was pushed hard by Han Hao, was shocked when he saw the water in the tent.

"General, we may have been trapped. The enemy cut off the water flow upstream and attracted us to camp at the lower places. Now the camp is flooded everywhere. We cannot hesitate, retreat quickly!" Han Hao helped Xiahou Dun up, opened the water and came out of the tent, and helped him get on his own bareback war horse.

There were crying and screams everywhere. The drowning soldiers waved their hands and grabbed everything they could possibly grasp. Many times, two or even three Cao soldiers hugged each other. Under the impact of the water, they were ruthlessly thrown to the center of the river. The only thing waiting for these soldiers who could not water was death.

The scene of tens of thousands of people struggling in the water is so thrilling. With the waves reflected by the water flow, Xiahou Dun could vaguely see the heads of people not far away exposed to the water.

"General save me!" Suddenly, one of the legs of Xiahou Dun's war horses was hugged by a dying soldier.

"Let go!" Before Xiahou Dun could react, Han Hao, who was escorting next to him, raised his sword and cut off the soldiers' arms.

At the same time, in the right camp of Cao's army, Cai Mao was leading more than a thousand soldiers to look for high hills that could temporarily accommodate. Compared with the land ducks that were completely unfamiliar with water in the north, these soldiers of Cai Mao were more capable of dealing with floods. They knew that only by hiding to the high places first can we avoid the strong currents rushing through the floods.

However, they could not escape the flood, but they could not escape the pursuit of Gao Chongjun. Half an hour later, when the flood receded slightly, Gao Chongjun, who was raising energy in the city, rushed out, and they became the last nightmare of the surviving Cao army.

Shi Huan, who was only wearing a single dress, ran in a mess in the water flowing up to his waist. At this time, he met Zhu Huan who was fighting out of the east gate.

The shadows of the halberd were stacked, and Shi Huan, who was sinking in the lower half, could not dodge the clavicle of the past. He could not dodge even if Zhu Huan stabbed the collarbone with a halberd, and immediately broke the pipa bone. Then, the soldiers behind Zhu Huan rushed over and pressed Shi Huan into the sewage, forcing him to choke several mouthfuls of sewage, and his face turned red and his neck was thick.

"I am Shi Huan, the captain of the Central Army of Cao's army. Don't kill me, I am willing to surrender!" Shi Huan couldn't stand it and finally surrendered.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Huan said loudly: "So you are Shi Huan, what a dog guy. I heard that you killed General Gao Shun. It's great. People will tie me up. When the war is over, they will be handed over to the governor to post it!"

Cai Mao's ending is not much better than Shi Huan. He is lucky, and he meets Huang Zhong who came out of Ximen.

"Is it Hansheng? I am Cai Degui. For the sake of our former colleagues, can we let me go!" Cai Mao said with a dismal expression.

Huang Zhong was born in the army and was not from a gentry family. This is why he had only a good martial arts skills, but he was never valued under Liu Biao's account. Huang Zhong had visited Cai Mao's mansion earlier, but Cai Mao had no chance to give Han Guo the decent gift.

Don’t you know that in the thirty years of Hedong and in the thirty years of Hedong, the feng shui has changed. It’s time for Cai Mao to ask for Huang Zhong.

Huang Zhong smiled coldly and said, "If I let you go today, how can I be worthy of the seven hundred dead brothers in Xinye City? How can I have the face to return to the camp to explain to Governor Zhou and Junshi Xu?"

When Cai Mao heard this, a ruthless look appeared on his face. He plucked up Yu Yong and said loudly: "Huang Zhong, since you are so heartless, I, Cai Mao, aren't easy to mess with."

Huang Zhong laughed loudly and said with a big sword: "I don't even take Xiahou Dun seriously, let alone you, come and take your life!"

When Cai Mao saw Huang Zhongji rushing over, his original confidence disappeared without a trace. In panic, he quickly turned his horse's head and slaughtered his life to run wildly. The more than a thousand soldiers following him saw that the commander was so cowardly, all of them lost their confidence in continuing the battle. They all threw down their weapons and surrendered to Huang Zhong.

The sky finally showed a twilight. Xiahou Dun was like a beast trapped in a cage. Whenever he ran to a seemingly gap, he was blocked by the flood water. Although the flood had subsided, the water in the flat ground was still more than meter deep. If it were soldiers who were familiar with water, they could barely swim. However, for Xiahou Dun and other northern men, the water around them was like a natural chasm, trapping their hands and feet. In desperation, Xiahou Dun could only hide with Han Hao on a relatively higher mound, waiting for the flood to finally subside before breaking through.

At this time, dozens of Jiangdong warships appeared in Xiahou Dun's vision, and they were approaching the place where he was hiding step by step.

"It's Zhou Yu!" Han Hao exclaimed.

Xiahou Dun pulled off the water-soaked bags of his eyes, revealing the hideous and scary black hole. He shouted at the soldiers around him: "The strong enemy is right. I heard that the brave generals are not afraid of death, and the heroes are unyielding. Today, I hope you will sacrifice your own lives and fight to the death. If you can grab one or two warships and break through the siege, I, Xiahou Yuanrang, will not forget you."

Zhou Yu stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the corpses everywhere after the flood, and felt infinite relaxation and pleasure in his heart. The plan to flood Cao's camp was finally implemented smoothly. Although Xiahou Dun was still fighting for trapped beasts, this could no longer affect the changes in the entire battle situation.

"Governor, are there enemies on the high hill ahead?" a sharp-eyed soldier shouted.

"Get closer slowly and call out for a while with random arrows." Zhou Yu said.

Zhou Yu has always been in love with bows and arrows as long-distance weapons, and can attack people without being injured by the enemy. This is the best result of the tactics. At present, the remaining Cao soldiers and soldiers who are trapped are extremely vicious and cannot give them any chance of escaping. At this time, he did not know that the enemy leader Xiahou Dun was about to face him.

"Ah--!" Accompanied by the screams of Cao soldiers, a trace of despair rose in Xiahou Dun's heart. This was a feeling he had never felt since he led the army to fight. At this time, the 30,000 elite soldiers who could see were corpses floating in the water. Even if they could return to Wancheng, what would they look like to meet Meng De? Xiahou Dun sighed to the sky.

"Yuansi, let's fight out!" Xiahou Dun grabbed a leather shield beside him and rushed towards Zhou Yujun's ship. Behind him were a group of soldiers who were equally fearless.

There are floods everywhere, and trapping the high hills can only become the target of the enemy. Instead of doing this, it is better to just face it. If you can fight a warship, you may have a way out.

"Shoot!" Zhou Yu's voice was cold and ruthless. As long as he still held a weapon, he could not treat the enemy with kindness. Although Xiahou Dun's final charge was tragic, it could not change the fate of failure.

"Bor!" The soldiers who were caught in the arrow kept pouring into the water, and there were fewer and fewer soldiers around Xiahou Dun.

"General, we can't rush over!" Han Hao shouted in despair. His chest had been penetrated by two sharp arrows. The sharp arrows came out from behind, and the blood dyed his body red.

"Yuansi--!" When another sharp arrow hit Han Hao's face, who was about to fall, Xiahou Dun abandoned his shield and reached out to hold Han Hao's overturned body, but he couldn't reach it.

"Aim at the enemy general who abandoned his shield and shoot a volley!" Zhou Yu ordered loudly. He had already discovered that Xiahou Dun was the leader of this group of silenced soldiers who fought to the death.

Without shields and armor to protect the vital points, even if Xiahou Dun waved the sword and was airtight, he would inevitably be covered with secrets, not to mention that the sword was not his handy weapon.

"Uh!" Xiahou Dun groaned, pressed the shoulders of the last two soldiers beside him with both hands, and took advantage of this force to rise up and jumped onto a small boat closest to the closest. He held up his sword and slashed over several Gao Chong soldiers' soldiers. The rest of the soldiers on the boat saw Xiahou Dun so fiercely, all jumped into the water and fled their lives.

Xiahou Dun held a knife in one hand and a short paddle in the other, hoping to row the boat to the other side, but unexpectedly, the boat was very different from a horse. Ren Xiahou Dun used his strength to make the boat spinning in the spot move forward according to his wishes.

"Haha——Xiahou Dun, you are at the end of your journey. Why don't you surrender early? Zhou Yu laughed. At this time, he had already seen the enemy's left eye as a black hole.

"Hey! The defeat of this battle is all the fault of my Xiahou Yuanrang!" Xiahou Dun gave up the short boat helplessly and sighed to the sky. After that, he suddenly inserted the blunt-mouthed sword into his chest, and blood dripped, slowly flowing from his body into the boat, and finally seeped into the surging flood, connecting with the red water surface around him.

"Xiahou Dun is a hero!" Zhou Yu saw Xiahou Dun killing himself, and felt a different feeling of mutual appreciation. Although this battle was extremely fierce, it was also the best stage to show Zhou Yu's talent. Without Xiahou Dun as an opponent, there would not be such a strategy of attacking the water plan.

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