Chapter 521: The New Army is in decline
"Tang Jun doesn't have much strength in archery, Da Shuai, it's better to cross the river in one go and spend the night in Baishui City!"
Sun Xiaozhe glanced at Zhang Tongru, a smile appeared on his face, although what this person said was exaggerated, but it was always beneficial to the morale of the army, and then looked up at the sky. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"It's not too early, camp today, and fight again tomorrow!"
Sun Xiaozhe's 80,000-strong army was encamped in the position of three miles on the east bank of Beiluoshui, and when he was in charge of the lamp, he recruited Zhang Tongru into his Chinese army tent, and his rhetoric at this time was completely different from that of daytime.
"I just sent someone to explore, the water in Beiluo is chest-deep, if you wade across the river, I'm afraid that people and horses won't be able to bear it!"
Zhang Tongru swept away the arrogance he had made during the day, and cautiously told Sun Xiaozhe his opinion. Although he knew that wading across the river in the cold winter weather would be tantamount to suicide, he sent someone to test the depth of the river, and after learning that the water was still chest-deep, he completely abandoned this idea.
The brazier in the tent of the Chinese army was full of coals, crackling and burning. Sun Xiaozhe squinted his eyes as if he was asleep, but his heart was as clear as a mirror, and the thoughts in his mind were spinning rapidly.
"Dashuai, it's better to go north and detour, and then kill on the other side, they can't dig all the ice surface of Beiluoshui, how can there be so many people?"
After hearing Zhang Tongru's words, Sun Xiaozhe opened his eyes.
"Wait, the scouts sent out in a while should come back, the guards on the other side of the river are from the Shenwu Army, and they naturally have the essence of Qin and Jin's good guards, I'm afraid that your ideas will fall short!"
In fact, he also hoped in his heart that there would be a way to easily cross this annoying river, and if it was placed in any season of spring, summer, and autumn, the river was as deep as his chest, so what harm would it do to force him to cross it? Unfortunately, it was the middle of winter, and the cold could turn into ice, and if the soldiers were allowed to wade through the water and wet their clothes and bodies, they were afraid that most of them would freeze to death before they could fight with the Tang Army.
Zhang Tongru pursed his lips, "It's hard to guarantee that it's not Tang Jun who is bluffing, as long as they cross the river, they will be fish and meat on the chopping board!"
That's true, but you have to cross the river first.
Sun Xiaozhe's guess was correct, and the ranger horse sent to the north returned to the barracks an hour later, bringing bad news that Sun Xiaozhe expected but did not want to be true.
The general situation is that the river meanders southward in the dense forests of the mountains with complex terrain, and the flat section of the river channel has been chiseled away from the ice, and the place suitable for the army to pass through must be at least a hundred miles away.
A hundred miles away, the army bypassed, and after a few days of delay, I didn't know what accidents had happened!
Zhang Tongru was a little anxious.
"Dashuai, are you just waiting? If you can't cross the river in three or five days, you might as well take a detour and take a risk!"
Sun Xiaozhe shook his head again.
"When the temperature was low at night, the Tang army had to dig ice overnight to prevent the river from freezing, and in the second half of the night, they would send cavalry to patrol along the river, and as long as they found people who were digging ice, they would shoot them with crossbows. ”
Speaking of this, Sun Xiaozhe sneered and continued:
"Unless they don't come, they will pay the price of blood as long as they get within range of the crossbow!"
Zhang Tongru high-fived and praised:
"The handsome man is really clever, such a clever plan, the end will never come up with it!"
"Take some untimely sycophants, people who don't know you will definitely think that you are a person who specializes in shooting horses!"
This sentence has a half-joking tone, and it is obvious that Sun Xiaozhe is still very confident in tonight's actions, and his mood is not as anxious as when he first entered the night.
And Zhang Tongru is indeed a person with some talents, but it's a pity that his temperament is too soft, and he can't be strong when he is strong, but he is still very capable. Otherwise, it is impossible for Sun Xiaozhe to reuse a man who only knows how to slap horses.
It was late at night, there was no moon in the dark sky, only a little stars shining together, and on the surface of the Beiluoshui River, a group of strong men were waving iron pickaxes, shaving the ice again and again.
The ice near the river's edge is so thin and unstable that if you are not careful, you can break and fall into the icy water.
Suddenly, a man could not stand steadily, and fell into the dark water.
This sudden accident made everyone's hearts suddenly tighten, and the people closest to the man who fell into the water handed the ice axe in their hands to the person who was fighting in the water, but unfortunately the person only pounced a few times, and then seemed to sink to the bottom of the river without physical strength.
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking the air tore through the night sky, and it was extremely piercing.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Nine times out of ten, the enemy attack on weekdays is to deceive themselves, and this time everyone also expects that it will be a false alarm during the day. But the ruthless spring feather arrows brutally shattered their illusions, this is a real enemy attack, hundreds of crossbow arrows have been smashed, and immediately more than a dozen people dodged and fell into the water, due to the suppression of crossbow arrows, even if others want to save, they can't do anything, they can only watch the people who fall into the water struggle to sink to the bottom.
"Quick, blow the horn quickly, notify General Yang!"
Woohoo, woohoo!
The sound of bull's horns echoed in the night sky, and everyone who heard it was shocked. At this moment, people inside and outside Whitewater City have long been accustomed to the meaning behind these bull horns and gold and iron sounds.
This kind of blowing with the same rhythm before and after shows that there is a night attack by rebels.
When Yang Xingben personally led people to the bank of the river, but everywhere he saw was the Tang army gearing up, Yang Xingben was very puzzled, why did the rebels not cross the river?
When an old man over sixty years old saw that Yang Xing was gone, he knelt in front of him crying, wiping his tears while crying.
"General Yang has to be the master of the villain, the villain's son and brother have fallen into the water and drowned, and now they can't even get the corpse back......"
After Yang Xingben roughly understood the situation, he couldn't help but look at the other side of the pitch-black place, and in addition to pitch black, it was still pitch black in his eyes for many years.
It seems that under this kind of attack, the people did not dare to go close to the river bank to dig ice, and the surface of the river would move again in less than three days, enough to bear the army to cross the river!
"The rebels are cunning, they won't succeed easily if they want to stop the ice chiseling, don't worry, sooner or later they will avenge your relatives, I Yang someone wrote down this account for you!"
Seeing that Yang Xingben said sincerely, the man knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him. Yang Xingben wanted to help, but he held back, in the eyes of these people, if he was not courteous to them, he might be rejected as a polite word.
So, Yang Xing Bensheng received three rings from the old man, and then helped him up.
"Put your heart in your stomach, and later we will send cavalry to protect you, once the rebels dare to approach the shore, we will return it tenfold and hundredfold!"
**'s god arm crossbow has a long range than the rebel mounted crossbow, and it is powerful enough to defend it.
But then, the reaction of the rebels disappointed Yang Xingben, or the other party did not do what he expected at all.
This time, the rebels' fear of death left a deep impression on everyone, and with the salvo of the god's crossbow, these people would rather be shot to death than take a step back, and the final result was, Don. The army also suffered many casualties, and because it was unexpected, it even caused a lot of disturbance to the crossbowmen of the Tang army.
However, after all, the Shenwu Army was well-trained, and soon restored order under the organization of each team, and carried out a more violent counterattack.
During this night's effort, more than 1,000 Tang crossbowmen escorted the people from south to north, and by the time the sky was bright, hundreds of people had been killed or wounded.
After Yang Xingben learned of the casualties, he was worried, the combat effectiveness of the rebels was far beyond imagination, this was still across the river, if the hand-to-hand combat, he was not sure to fight with it.
The pace of the expansion of the Shenwu Army in Hedong was very rapid, and the more than 20,000 people under Yang Xingben were the last batch to be selected and recruited, and few people participated in the battle of Cai Xide across the river.
This can't be blamed on Qin Jin's favoritism, originally Feng Yijun was not the main battlefield in the deduction, and it was enough to put more than 40,000 people in the entire Feng Yi County. But after thousands of calculations, I still didn't count that Sun Xiaozhe was a real gambler, and he didn't play cards according to common sense.
At this moment, Yang Xingben was looking forward to the county Taishou coming to Baishui one day earlier, and on the other hand, he was still waiting for instructions from Qin Jin. Since all plans have been disrupted, the original response is naturally useless.
After not sleeping all night, Yang Xingben had no sleep, and returned to Baishui City non-stop to supervise and strengthen the city defense. In less than an hour, some soldiers rushed back in a panic.
"Urgent military situation, general, traitors are building pontoon bridges on the opposite bank, and it is time to cross the river in a big way!"
"What's the pontoon?"
Building a pontoon bridge is indeed a way, but the quality of the pontoon bridge that was hastily made can be imagined, and the soldiers who cross the bridge must also risk falling into the river. In this kind of ghost weather where the water drips into ice, as long as it falls into the river, it is almost equivalent to a death sentence.
Yang Xingben once again underestimated the rebels' will to fight, and they could not wait for the river to freeze, but wanted to forcibly cross the river! He did not dare to delay any longer, so he immediately ordered people to blow horns, gather men and horses, and take 5,000 people as the vanguard to reach the river bank one step ahead and prevent the rebels from building a pontoon bridge. The remaining main force was one step behind to keep up, in case the strikers were unable to stop the rebels from crossing the river.
Returning to the shore of Beiluo Water again, Yang Xingben was taken aback, and saw from a distance that the opposite bank had almost become a large construction site, with wood placed everywhere, and the newly made boat boxes were stacked neatly on the shore, as long as they were pushed into the water, they could be built into a pontoon bridge.
It is clear that the rebels are so brazenly building pontoon bridges in order to carry out a strong attack at any cost.
At this time, Yang Xingben's mood can be described as frustrated, and he despised the other party again and again, which actually made himself and the 20,000 Shenwu troops under his command fall into an unprecedented passive place.
"Rockets prepare, burn their pontoons!"
Grit your teeth and order the exit!