Chapter 82: The Essence of a Guerrilla General

Sima Xin looked at the messy camp with a sad face, and his heart was full of turmoil.

It was a peaceful night, but for him, it became the most unquiet night.

A third of the grain and grass were burned, and many people still went to rescue it, and some of the grain and grass that were not completely burned were also counted.

Originally, they didn't carry too much grain and grass, and the plan was to replenish them accordingly in each place.

It took a night of hard work in the camp to put out the fire, and until now, they didn't know how it started.

The sentry simply told him that there were rockets on all sides.

And the facts also told him that they were indeed surrounded and launched.

And it didn't take long, only a few rounds of shooting and running away directly with oil on the soles of their feet, not giving them a chance to react at all.

Even if you react, it's useless, there are too many blind people at night, and you can't chase after them for long with torches, and it's too obvious, since people have decided to steal, they will definitely avoid you.

And Sima Xin didn't dare to guarantee that if he sent a team out to pursue, no one would take advantage of the chaos to escape.

"In the long history, I lost about 1,000 people......"

"Hmm!" Sima Xin nodded.

Not many were burned to death, not even the triple digits broke through, and most of them were trampled to death.

Looking at the peaks on both sides, Sima Xin's heart was extremely melancholy.

He was so depressed that he was worried all night.

Not only because of the fire, but also worried that the camp would be bombed, this kind of military discipline, this kind of personnel composition, in this situation, if the camp can not be bombed, Sima Xin even felt that he had hit a big luck.

"Wronged ......"

"Wronged......"

"I really didn't see it......"

"I didn't close my eyes all night......"

Hundreds of people were escorted over in a variety of ways, shouting wrongs with decadent faces, hoping to spare their lives.

If they can live, who wants to die?

Standing guard at night is not a good job.

Some people carelessly turn a blind eye, but others remain vigilant.

But at night the vision is blocked, and they have no searchlights, let alone fires, and they are professionally trained.

With the scouts planning their evasive routes in advance, they can find out that is weird!

Yang Ye's nearest entry and exit points were all three hundred meters away from these sentinels, and at night, this distance, even the guerrilla generals were not sure that they could see without firelight.

But at this time, no one said good things for them, and no one had the guts.

At the sound of an order, hundreds of heads fell to the ground in an instant, and blood spilled all over the earth.

As a sentinel, he did not notice that the enemy had quietly crossed their observation point, and warned the battalion in advance that according to the laws of the Qin Dynasty, it should be beheaded.

Not to mention, due to their mistakes, they also led to thousands of casualties in the battalion, as well as the loss of a third of the grain and grass.

If it weren't for one of the powerful crossbow arrows that didn't hit the stable, the consequences would have been even more unimaginable.

"Long history, now that this situation is in this situation, Mi County may no longer be guaranteed, what should we do?"

"100,000 soldiers and horses, can't you still take a Mi County?" Sima Xin's face turned dark and reprimanded.

"But even if we take Mi County, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch up with the time we agreed with the general!"

"Then send someone to inform the general of the situation, we divide the troops, and the king is not hungry and is also dividing the troops, as long as we can take Mixian as soon as possible, it is just a matter of time before the siege is sooner or later!" Sima Xin said, and immediately glanced at the soldiers who were tired from a busy night.

Although reason told him that at this time the troops needed to rest, even for half a day.

But what he lacks most now is time, and there is no time to delay.

"Send someone to Mi County to inquire about the news, hurry up and bury the pot to make rice, open immediately after eating, and leave this ghost place early, I have a hunch, if we don't leave today, they will definitely come tonight!" Sima Xin said firmly.

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Compared with the hard-pressed Sima Xin's army, they were busy putting out the fire throughout the second half of the night.

After putting out the fire, I watched a big scene of beheading, and after watching it, I began to bury the pot and cook, while the others packed up, ate, and then continued to march.

This way, they came out of the pass, and they were already exhausted.

After a few battles in the middle, he also rested for more than a month in Michi, but after coming out of Michi, he rushed for three days on the way.

Although it was raining heavily in the middle, I stopped for three days.

But these three days were not easy for them, there were not enough rain protection facilities, and even resting made people feel very tired.

From Luoyang to here, it was another four-day journey, and these four days were in a hurry, in order to improve the speed, Sima Xin kept urging them.

And now, after such a thrilling night, they still have to keep on their way.

On the other hand, their rivals, the guerrillas, had been fed by the scouts who had stayed behind since they returned to the makeshift camp last night.

After a simple meal, I just found a place to fall asleep.

In the words of the guerrillas, we are the ones who specialize in sabotage without having to look at the results.

It didn't work, and when they woke up, someone would tell them.

When I woke up it was already afternoon, some people began to prepare for food, and some people began to replace the sentry posts.

With the exception of the scouts who had followed them last night, the other scouts had dispersed as early as dawn.

Daytime is their time of activity.

"Yang Qianren, the results are out!" Seeing Yang Ye wake up, Sun Xiaoliu hurriedly said.

"How?" Yang Ye asked expectantly.

Although you can run away after a cannon, theoretically you don't have to worry about the future, but who doesn't want to know their results in their hearts?

"The number of casualties is not certain, but we have found at least 100,000 stone of charred grain." Sun Xiaoliu said excitedly.

100,000 stones, enough for 100,000 people to eat for ten days, and this time Wang Bu came out hungry and brought a total of 100,000 stones, although there will be a steady stream of replenishment later.

"What about last night?" Yang Ye hurriedly asked.

"They worked all night last night, and they didn't put out all the fire until dawn, but my people did see a bloodstain, it should be the people who stood guard last night, and they started early this morning!"

"Hahaha, keep an eye on them!" Yang Yele laughed, and immediately ordered his subordinates: "Hurry up and prepare, and set off in an hour!" ”

"Yang Qianren, are you still doing it tonight?" Sun Xiaoliu's eyes widened, and he was engaged in it? And the opposite side must have left the mountains today, on the endless plains, what are you doing?

"Of course it's going to happen! How could they be let go so easily! Yang Ye smiled.

The guerrilla general's one-shot run-and-run refers to a battle.

Quickly start the battle, quickly disengage, leave the battlefield completely before the enemy reacts, and do not give the opponent a chance to pursue.

This is also the reason why they stopped firing three rounds last night, and at night, in order to facilitate the command, they used the strong crossbow as a signal, and the strong crossbow was fired three times, and everyone began to attack, and then ran.

The sixteen-character mantra told Yang Ye not to fall in love with the war, even if it didn't achieve the expected effect this time, it didn't matter, it would be a big deal to come again later.

Their purpose is to prevent each other from sleeping well, to make them frightened birds, to kill the enemy? That's not their job!