Zhang Luo didn't care about the idea of this herald guard at all, and he had a very instinctive dislike for this kind of position similar to that of the prison army. The layman commands the insider, and not to mention, move out of the public Zhang Liang to press himself?!

He replied calmly: "That's the way it is, everything is ready only for the east wind, I can only wait for another day." ”

Zhou Cang saw that Zhang Luo's words were no longer polite, and he sneered: "If it was a southeast wind today, we would have fought a long time ago, and today it was a west wind, so we can't fight!" Let's see tomorrow. ”

The guard didn't expect to touch such a nail, and he couldn't help but ask, "What if the west wind blows tomorrow?" ”

Zhou Cang frowned, "If the west wind blows tomorrow, we will wait another day!" You can't let your brothers give up their lives for nothing, right? ”

The guard was not happy at this time, but he looked at Zhang Luo and sat on the seat with a gloomy face and did not move, and finally did not dare to entangle any more.

During the day, it was harassed for a whole day, and in the middle of the night the next day, the wind direction finally changed to the southeast wind, and Sima Ju sent a wooden slip: "The wind direction is suitable, and the airborne will be implemented in the early morning." ”

Zhang Luo simply discredited it this time and went directly to Sima Ju's camp first. When they arrived at the camp, the brothers had not yet advanced to the top of the mountain, and Zhang Luo took advantage of the moonlight to review the airborne troops.

Sima Ju personally led the team, and among the forty brothers selected, thirty of them were old brothers who had followed Zhang Luo in Guangzong City, and the other ten were local capable brothers led by Wu Lu.

Forty people stood in a phalanx, and they couldn't see everyone's faces clearly under the moonlight, but Zhang Luo could feel the momentum of these people's decisive battle. If it weren't for the elite, they wouldn't dare to jump down from a height of more than ten meters.

"Brothers! Comrades! Everyone's names and hometowns have been memorized, right? Zhang Luo asked.

"It's all written down!" Sima Ju replied.

Zhang slightly said solemnly: "Of course I want everyone to be okay after the battle, but if a brother dies unfortunately, we will not let everyone die in vain." Write down everyone's names and origins, that is, we will wait until we conquer the world in the future and erect a big monument to commemorate the sacrificed brothers and comrades! And I will also erect a monument to the fallen brothers in the place where my brothers were born, and the names of the fallen brothers will be engraved on the monument. Even if I die halfway, as long as our army is still there, all of us will not be without results! So, please be brave and get on it! ”

"Yes! Mission completion guaranteed! Sima Ju took the lead, and the sergeants of the Airborne Forces replied in unison.

Seeing that the time was almost there, Sima Ju led this elite army to start marching in the direction of the cliff.

If the time is not miscalculated, when Hu Chenghe's airborne troops began to carry out airborne operations, it was about three hours after the people in Wujiazhen slept for about three hours, and during this time, the people who should sleep will sleep, and the people who sleep will not wake up. The wee hours of the morning are still the most relaxed time, and the success rate of the assault is very high.

Zhang Luo has done everything he can, and the rest depends on his own actions and the enemy's. It's a little bit of luck that humans can't grasp.

He sat in the back and directed, and he was also very unwilling. The commanders of the various units were on the front line, but Zhang Luo could only command the "main force" composed of more than 1,000 villagers in the Chinese military tent. said that it is the main force, but it is only that there are many villagers. All of them had yellow scarves wrapped around their heads. Without uniform clothing, it would be extremely difficult to distinguish between friend and foe once the battle had taken place over the town.

Zhang Luo also divided more than 1,000 villagers into 12 teams, but after these 12 teams rushed into Jijia Town, he was not confident at all about how long the troops would be able to maintain. The only thing that can be done now is to throw troops one by one according to the situation of the battle, and after investing, the villagers can only kill the enemy on their own.

Zhang Luo allowed his subordinates to preside over his own battle situation, which was also the result of his considerable ideological struggle. With the expansion of the troops, as the battle plan became more and more meticulous and rigorous, it was impossible for him to stand at the head of the formation forever, give the order "brothers rush with me", and then take the lead in the enemy formation. Even the best ancient armies would not do this, and those who did so were basically grass squads, and they could not organize a more effective way to attack other than charging.

And how much does the supreme commander have to be unconfident in his own troops, so he has to stand at the head of the line and personally command? Zhang Luo has confidence in his subordinates, failure is the mother of success, and every setback, loss, and even failure is the price that must be paid. Only after experiencing setbacks, losses, and even failures, people who know how to sum up lessons and lessons can continue to move forward. Although it is cruel to say, it is a bloody fact.

Thinking about it like this, Zhang Luo stood up for a while to look at the homemade map, and then sat down and frowned and waited, and after a while, he finally took out a pen and paper, and began to write down all the battle plans he had made on paper from the dim oil lamp.

The habits developed by reading in the previous life - previewing, listening to lectures, doing questions, checking, reviewing, and now implementing the problems, determining what you can and can't do, and finally making targeted improvements. Every time he looked at what he had written before, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, and even blushed with shame. When I look at my previous self, I always feel that I am so naïve and ridiculous, but such naivety, such ridiculousness, is precisely the process of growing up.

The brush has gradually become accustomed to it, and Zhang Xiao writes and writes that his mood has gradually calmed down. And before I knew it, the sky was starting to get a little brighter. Putting down the pen and looking up at the sky, the plan was halfway written, just in time for the most important of the first stage, the airborne raid stage. The troops set up observation posts, and as soon as the airborne landing began, the troops had to immediately relay the message to Zhang Luo. It was because he had combed through the words in the same way as he rewrote the battle plan that he suddenly realized that he had made a mistake, he forgot to ask the observation post to count how many people had parachuted.

It was getting a little brighter, and someone rushed in outside, "Report!" The signal soldier shouted from the door of the tent.

"Say!" Zhang Luo calmly said.

"Empty...... Empty...... The Airborne Forces have already begun to act! Word has arrived from the observation post. The signal soldier said breathlessly.

"How many people jumped?" Zhang asked slightly.

The signal soldier was stunned for a moment, he thought for a moment before saying, "This ...... They didn't say, they just said that the Airborne Forces began to be airborne in the early hours of the morning! ”

"I see, you can go back." Zhang Luo did not make it difficult for the signal corps. How many people were airborne, this should have been seen by the observation post, and since this was omitted in the battle plan, it can only be said that there was something wrong with the plan made. If the Observation Post can show this and count the number of people, it is because the soldiers at the Observation Post are clever enough and have the potential to be promoted. If Zhang Luo criticized the observation post on the grounds of "not observing carefully", it would be "punishment without teaching." As for the act of taking the signal soldier to vent his anger, it is a genuine act of anger.

In Zhang Luo's moral outlook, punishment without teaching and anger are all things that bastards can do. He doesn't want to be a jerk himself! After recording the information he received, it suddenly occurred to him that he needed a confidential officer by his side, and one of the duties of the confidential officer was to record the information he had collected. Or should the General Staff be in charge of this?

Originally, he was thinking about organization and system building, but Zhang Luo's thinking couldn't help but think of those airborne soldiers. They were the elite of the troops, and when they jumped off the cliff, it was a sight of determination. The sky was instantly obscured by a huge parachute......

This rather literary idea didn't last long, and Zhang Luo gave himself a mouthful. When has it been, still thinking about these things that have nothing to do with fighting. Jumping from a height of more than ten meters, the process in the air is at most a minute, and I take the lead in jumping many times, and I can't take into account the feeling of flying in the air at all, let alone pay attention to the beautiful scenery and the passion of fighting. Grandma's, the ground is flying closer, and when you land, you accidentally fall and even break a bone. Everyone is full of thoughts about landing safely, who has the leisure time to think so much!

In order to stabilize his emotions, Zhang Luo sat down and continued to write. If the airborne landing goes well, the troops will occupy the rear wall as soon as possible and build rope ladders. Sima Ju didn't just bring forty airborne troops, Li Jibu was transferred to the back wall. If they can climb over the wall to get in, the first phase of the battle will be considered a success. If they didn't succeed, the forty brothers would have to do their best to attract the attention of the enemy in the town, so that the enemy would mistakenly believe that Zhang Luo's offensive breakthrough was in the direction of the back wall. Zhou Cang's department, which has experienced the offensive side, is the real main offensive force.

Whether the Airborne Forces succeed or not, the real breakthrough point will be on the side. If the airborne troops succeeded, the offensive pressure on the flanks would be greatly reduced, and the real pressure would be transferred to Sima Ju's department, which broke through the rear wall. If the airborne landing is not successful and the back wall is not broken, Zhou Cang will have to use flesh and blood to open the passage to Jijia Town.

The direction of Jijiazhen has been silent, and the uneasiness in Zhang Luo's heart is getting stronger and stronger, and he puts down his pen and stands up. This silence is so abnormal, abnormal to the point of fidgeting.

In this era, there were no clocks and watches, and Zhang Luo found that he didn't even have the tools to keep time. He thought he would have to at least make an hourglass, or make a water leak or something. However, although I have seen the water leak and timer, I have long forgotten the basic principle. Hourglass needs glass, where to get glass now, and where to get the people who burn glass?

While he was thinking wildly, the sound of the bowstring finally sounded, and the faint sound of shouting and killing also pierced. Zhang slightly stopped his pace and turned to the direction of the battle. After an indescribable torment, I don't know how long it took, another signal soldier rushed in from outside, and he shouted almost hysterically: "Report! ”

Without waiting for Zhang Luo to speak, the signal soldier's red face was full of ecstatic expressions, he almost couldn't breathe regardless of how much he had run, and continued in one breath: "Daqu Shuai, Zhou Tun's troops have all entered Jijia Town, they touched the side wall, when I came, they had already killed the city wall, and Zhou Tun Chang had already led his troops to cross the moat and start to go up the wall!" ”

Zhang Luo clenched his hands and raised his head to the sky through gritted teeth. However, he did not see the sky, because his eyes were tightly closed. From the clenched teeth, there was a sound like a moan, and the feeling that almost suffocated Zhang slightly dissipated with this sound.

Soon returned to normal, Zhang Luo said: "You hurry back and tell Zhou Tunchang that I will lead the large army to approach the main gate." Let him capture the main gate as soon as possible, according to the plan! ”

The signal soldier immediately ran back, and Zhang Luo ordered his opponent: "Beat the drum!" Trumpet! ”

After saying that, he strode towards the outside of the big tent.