After saying this, Xu Huang swung his Xuanhua axe and launched a frenzied attack, giving Huang Zhong no chance to counterattack.
Huang Zhong had just fought a fierce battle with Zhang Liao, which had expended a lot of his energy and internal strength. Now, facing Xu Huang's frenzied attack, he seemed somewhat overwhelmed.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Huang Zhong dared not fight back directly, so he could only fight and retreat in order to get out of Xu Huang's attack range and then wait for an opportunity to counterattack.
Xu Huang was overjoyed at the sight and shouted, "You old thief, prepare to die!"
Huang Zhong's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly spurred his horse to retreat.
Xu Huang pressed his advantage, wielding his Xuanhua axe and attacking relentlessly, as if determined to take his life.
Huang Zhong fled at breakneck speed. Suddenly, he hung his broadsword on his saddle, and a bow and arrow appeared in his hand without anyone noticing.
"Go!"
A soft shout rang out, and a sharp arrow shot towards Xu Huang, aiming straight for his head.
Huang Zhong's arrow came with fierce force and was shot suddenly, leaving no time to dodge. In this critical moment, he had no choice but to give up the pursuit and use his Xuanhua axe to block it.
Xu Huang barely managed to block the arrow, and immediately felt a tingling sensation in his hand. The force of the arrow was simply terrifying.
Huang Zhong secretly regretted that although the arrow had not killed Xu Huang, it had deprived him of the right to pursue.
Xu Huang was even more shocked. Good heavens, how many loads of arrows must have been used to generate such great force?
Huang Zhong turned his horse around to look at Xu Huang, and immediately felt a little regretful.
Xu Huang also stared at Huang Zhong, his eyes filled with apprehension. He could clearly sense that Huang Zhong's strength far surpassed his own.
"Wen Yuan, this man is very strong. Do not linger in battle. Return to camp immediately," Xu Huang said to Zhang Liao.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Liao's eyes flickered, and then he spurred his horse and galloped towards the Yellow Turban Army camp.
"Thank you for showing mercy!" Xu Huang said, and quickly returned to the military camp. General Huang did not pursue him further.
After they returned to the military camp, Xu Huang immediately summoned the army doctor to treat Zhang Liao.
Zhang Liao was seriously injured, and Xu Huang didn't want to miss out on such a powerful general.
The military doctor first examined Zhang Liao and found that he had suffered some internal injuries, but his life was not in danger.
Xu Huang breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he felt a sense of admiration. To be able to cultivate martial arts to such a level was truly extraordinary, and he had never known it before.
"Wen Yuan, is he still alright?" Xu Huang asked.
"General, I'm fine. I'll recover after a few days of rest," Zhang Liao said, shaking his head.
"In that case, you should focus on recovering from your injuries," Xu Huang said.
Zhang Liao asked with some concern, "General, Huang Zhong is so powerful, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to take Changsha."
Xu Huang sighed and said, "Indeed, Huang Zhong's martial arts are unfathomable."
"What should we do then?"
Xu Huang glanced at Zhang Liao, then took a deep breath and told him all of Fa Zheng's plan. Zhang Liao's eyes lit up immediately, and he said, "A plan to kill three birds with one stone!"
"That's right. As long as we follow the strategist's plan, we will definitely be able to take Changsha City," Xu Huang said with satisfaction.
Zhang Liao said excitedly, "Please rest assured, General, I will do my utmost."
The next day, Xu Huang personally led his troops and launched an offensive against Changsha.
The two sides began to fight. Huang Zhong's strength was indeed very formidable. Xu Huang's cavalry had a numerical advantage, but they could not break through the city for a long time and could not even step into the gates of Changsha.
Huang Zhong stood on the city wall, calmly observing the enemy's movements, and then commanded his soldiers to react accordingly.
Huang Zhong's command caused the Yellow Turban army to suffer considerable losses.
"I didn't expect Huang Zhong to have some skills in defending the city," Zhang Liao couldn't help but say upon seeing this.
Xu Huang nodded and said, "Yes, Huang Zhong's defense of the city is quite methodical. Let's sound the retreat."
Seeing that the Yellow Turban army had retreated, Huang Zhong breathed a sigh of relief. If the fighting had continued, he would not have been able to hold out.
He admitted that he had indeed underestimated the Yellow Turban Army, especially its commander Xu Huang. Although his martial arts skills were not great, his ability to command troops was first-rate.
After Xu Huang led his troops back to camp, he immediately summoned his generals for a meeting.
"Strategist, the fish has taken the bait!" Xu Huang exclaimed excitedly.
Fa Zheng smiled faintly and said, "General, since that's the case, let's proceed according to plan."
Xu Huang nodded upon hearing this and immediately issued the order: "Order all units to prepare for the counterattack at noon tomorrow!"
The next day, Han Xuan discovered that the Yellow Turban army had retreated, and he was overjoyed!
"Haha, it seems Governor Liu's plan has worked! Huang Zhong, hurry, lead the troops to pursue!" Han Xuan urged.
Just as Huang Zhong was about to give chase after the enemy after receiving the order, he was blocked by a soldier.
General Huang, we mustn't pursue them!
This person was very young, looking to be only about twenty years old. He was thin, but there was a hint of fierceness between his brows.
Huang Zhong frowned and asked, "Why can't we pursue them?"
"General, the Yellow Turban Army is cunning. Have you considered what to do if they have an ambush?" the soldier said anxiously.
"Heh heh, what do you know, you greenhorn? Get out of here at once!" Huang Zhong's personal guard shouted angrily.
But Huang Zhong interrupted his personal guard and asked with great interest, "Young man, what's your name?"
"Young man, Wei Yan, courtesy name Wenchang!"
Wei Yan cupped his hands and continued, “General, the Yellow Turban army is definitely using this as a trap. They have surely sent scouts to monitor our movements. If you rashly lead your troops into battle, you risk an ambush. Not only will you suffer heavy losses, but Changsha County will also fall into the hands of the Yellow Turban rebels.”
Huang Zhong looked at Wei Yan with a smile. The fact that this young man could think of this showed that he had read some military books.
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