Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

In fact, without Cao Ren's orders, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry could still calmly wait for orders from his coach.

There was already a slight noise from the other cavalry, because they could see clearly.

The cavalry could only stagger for a few breaths, but this short time was enough for the cavalry to see clearly.

It was also a long sword attack, and this iron cavalry was able to resist without any dodge and was completely unimpeded.

But they don't have such iron armor. If they are hit by iron armor, they will be injured or killed. The situation is completely different.

And the bloody scene left behind the iron cavalry was enough to make anyone speechless.

But for Guan Yu, the counterattack at this moment has just begun.

After breaking out of the dust mist created by the modified smoke pill, he led his cavalry to quickly turn around and fight back again.

Although there was dust and mist blocking the cavalry's battle results when they turned around, Guan Yu did not think that the enemy's tiger and leopard cavalry could cause any trouble to the cavalry.

Elite knights from Jingyi Prefecture and Hanzhong were selected, and the police from Hanzhong worked together to forge iron armor.

Finally, coupled with the fine horses transported by Yongliang, Jingzhou spent the remaining two years of wealth, and finally had to ride more than a thousand.

Guan Yu still remembered that Xu Shu once said with a smile that every iron cavalry was an important weapon of the Han Dynasty, and Guan Yu deeply believed it.

Even if we don’t mention the hard work that goes into each cavalry, the cost of making a good horse with armor is enough to be considered expensive.

Although the whole body of the horse is covered with iron armor, it will not last long, but during this period of time, this iron horse can be said to be invincible!

And the reality was just as Guan Yu thought. The first thing he saw after breaking out of the dust mist was more than a thousand cavalry brutally chasing more than ten thousand cavalry.

There are no fancy tactics, nor does it require uniform coordination.

Just hit them unreasonably at the most vulnerable places.

Like sharp blades cutting through mud, like burning knives splitting snow, the mixed riders all scrambled to avoid the iron cavalry, and as a result, they were all stepped under the horses' hooves.

As for the tiger and leopard knights? Cao Ren had already been ordered to open the way ahead.

Guan Yu's horse and his cavalry turned around one after another, constantly attacking the flanks of Cao's cavalry from the west and squeezing them toward Feishui. The good direction cavalry attacked again and defeated them.

Like a skilled shepherd boy, Guan Yu felt so relaxed and at ease on the battlefield for the first time.

He even had the chance to recall that Xu Shu had been worried that the cavalry could only fight for less than a moment, and if they could not defeat the enemy within a moment, they might be at risk of being counterattacked.

But judging from Guan Yu's experience at this time, not to mention a moment, just half a moment is enough to defeat the enemy's troops.

At this time, in order to prevent unexpected events, the cavalry had stopped attacking and began to move slowly to conserve their strength.

But on the battlefield where it had been ravaged, the morale of Cao's army had collapsed. Even though he was still far superior to Guan Yu in terms of numbers, when faced with the pursuit, everyone did not hesitate to choose to turn their backs to the pursuers, only hoping to He ran faster than Pao Ze.

A rare smile broke out on Guan Yu's face:

This battle is enough to show off Jingzhou's power!

It’s hard to say whether the more than a thousand cavalry can defeat the 100,000 Cao army, but at least it’s enough to erase the huge gap in strength between the two sides.

This is enough for Guan Yu. The next step is to see how he can make good use of the iron cavalry, the supremely sharp sword, to kill Cao Jun.

Then Guan Yu thoughtfully whispered in a voice that could only be heard by himself:

I wonder if this battle... can deter Ye City?

News of the heavy cavalry's victory in the first battle quickly spread back to Bowang City.

In August, the forty-three-year-old Xu Shu stood on the top of Bowang City. He regarded the numerous Cao troops below the city like local chickens and dogs. Looking east from Jingzhou to Ruying, he was in high spirits and no longer had the depression trapped in Xudu.

In September, Liu Xie, who was already thirty-two years old, looked back at the city wall of Xudu, and then without saying a word, he boarded the royal chariot that he had been waiting for for a long time.

Fifteen years ago, he issued an edict to hang Li Jue's head here to enhance the prestige of the court. At that time, he thought that the great Han Duke Zhou was finally born and was overjoyed.

Fifteen years later, he listened to the advice of Prime Minister Cao, who was once regarded as the Duke of Zhou, and drove the chariot north to avoid the thieves in Jingzhou.

In the twenty-four years since he ascended the throne, the majestic emperor has passed through the hands of Dong Zhuo, Li Guo, Zhang Ji and others. His sorrow and anger have long been deeply suppressed in his heart and no longer appear on the surface.

But after putting down the curtain of the royal chariot, Liu Xie stared at the curtain that had faded and turned white and had two patches. He still couldn't help but slumped his shoulders and sighed silently.

Your Majesty, did you dream about Hongnong again last night?

A soft yet strong voice sounded in the imperial chariot, and at the same time, a pair of catkins landed on Liu Xie's neck and pressed gently, hoping to relieve some of his discomfort.

Returning east from Chang'an to the Hongnong War, after many twists and turns, he finally rested in Hedong in embarrassment.

Daughters and their families have lost their classics, loyal and good people have died countless times, but the wolves are still smiling.

This is a time that Liu Xie will never forget in his life.

The calluses on the catkins scratched Liu Xie's skin. It was definitely not comfortable, but it made Liu Xie calm down again and whispered:

No, I just saw the north gate of Xu County and remembered that I once thought that this gate could be the northern gate of the Han Dynasty.

The man sat down in front of Liu Xie. He had a beautiful and plain face, with the color of wind and frost dotting it. He lost his softness and gained a bit of strength.

I have always known that Your Majesty has the ambition to be filial to Emperor Wu. Empress Fushou of the Han Dynasty whispered seriously.

Emperor Xiaowu was brave and brave. He once hung the head of the King of Nanyue in the North Palace and sent an envoy to report back to Shanyu, saying that if there was a war, the emperor would stay aside. If there was no war, he would surrender to the Han Dynasty in the South Palace as soon as possible. Everyone knew about this.

After the Hongnong Rebellion at that time, His Majesty's ecstasy when he learned the news of Li Jue's death was still fresh in Fu Shou's memory.

It was Liu Xie's short-lived dream to hang the bandit's head at the North Tower, boost the emperor's prestige, and revive the Han Dynasty.

But just two years later, when the Garment Edict occurred and loyal people were massacred again, this dream immediately collapsed.

But setting off again now, how similar is it to returning east from Chang'an? Fu Shou continued to gently squeeze Liu Xie's shoulders and remained calm.

The imperial chariot fell silent, and the sounds coming from outside became extremely clear.

...Then why is Liu Bei not a thief? In the name of His Majesty, he secretly controls the people's hearts and does not care about Your Majesty's kindness. Now he has occupied Chang'an and sealed Tongguan without thinking about serving the country. He is so happy and happy. He seems to be loyal and honest, but he is a hypocrite!

This sentence caused silence outside the imperial chariot. No one answered. Only the squeaking sound of the wheels could be heard. Liu Xie couldn't help but want to get up, but Fu Shou firmly held him down.

At the same time, there was a young voice outside the imperial chariot, which seemed to utter a sentence with anger from between his teeth:

It's ridiculous! Those who live Han people are thieves, but those who kill Han people show loyalty?

Immediately came the advice: Be careful what you say! Be careful what you say!

The young voice seemed to regret it immediately: I had an extra bowl of wine and said some nonsense for fun.

The outside of the imperial chariot became silent again.

Fu Shou didn't say anything, but as the wheels creaked, she clearly heard His Majesty whisper to himself:

Without an imperial uncle, there would be no Han people. What is a thief?