A mile away, Su Zhong and Pan Cheng, who had been staring at the movement of the enemy camp in the east, immediately gave an order to prepare to meet the enemy army the moment they discovered the sky-high flames!

Two battalions of the Xuanwei Army, one battalion in the south and one battalion in the north, each 100 paces away from the city gate to the camp, lined up, squatting on one knee, bow and arrow in hand, ready for everything, just waiting for the enemy out of the city to accept the baptism of arrows.

After about a quarter of an hour, there was finally movement in the silent city, and I saw the city gate open, and a group of people quickly left the city with torches, approaching the ambushed Xuanwei army.

In a few moments, those enemies with torches entered the ambush circle of the Xuanwei army.

Without any order, Pan Cheng took the lead in shooting an arrow at the enemy in the head.

The sharp arrows of the Xuanwei Army then whistled down.

After two rounds of arrows, the torches fell, and no one stood in the road.

The enemy soldiers, who had been wounded by arrows and had not yet died, let out a terrible cry, as if to warn the city. But on the open flat land, a mile away, even in a quiet night, it could not be heard far, and it was in the noisy city.

The defenders of the city panicked as soon as they discovered the fire on the east bank of the river.

From the moment the fire was ignited, there was no sign of being extinguished, and the enemy troops in the city did not have time to think about it, and the detachments drove out of the city and hurried to the bank of the river where the grain ships docked.

This is the military rations that Thang Long has managed to raise for the army in front, and if something happens, no one can afford it.

A group of enemy troops out of the city fell under the arrows of the Xuanwei army, and after the enemy troops who came after finally discovered the ambush, they could not see where the opponent was in the dark, and they themselves held torches in their hands to illuminate the shooting target for the bows and arrows in the hands of the Xuanwei army, so they all fell again.

After going forward several times, the enemy fell one by one, but they did not even know who ambushed them, and those who were not dead lay on the ground howling, and those who were dead were a hundred gone.

The fire on the bank of the river was still burning, and the defenders of the city were bent on saving food, where could they manage the ambush or not the ambush, and after leaving the city, they always rushed to the east as fast as possible, and after many people were tripped by the fallen people in front, they stopped their steps forward and searched towards the side of the road.

The enemy is not a fool, the Xuanwei army has been prepared for a long time, and when the enemy searches for it, it immediately changes its formation, the front team retreats, turns its bows and arrows, and sets up a formation in the direction of the east gate.

A moment later, another round of arrows rained into the cautious enemy group, but this time it had little effect, after the formation was adjusted, the distance between the Xuanwei army and the enemy was already different, and many arrows missed.

Pan Cheng's situation was not much better than Su Zhong's, and the enemies who surged out also rushed in the direction of their ambush, and as soon as the formation moved in the dark night, the arrows lost their accuracy.

Facing the approaching enemy, after firing another round of arrows, Su Zhong dropped the bow and arrow in his hand, drew his sword and shouted: "Kill!" ”

After a loud roar, he raised his sword and rushed towards the enemy.

This battalion of Xuanwei soldiers abandoned their bows, drew their swords and then charged.

"Bang bang" sounded, the two armies collided, and in an instant the swords and soldiers met, and the two sides fought together in the light of the torches.

The Xuanwei army wanted to kill Li Yueren and prevent them from rescuing the grain boat, and Li Yueren wanted to kill them, so that they could go to the river to extinguish the fire and grab food.

Pan Chengying then followed Su Zhong, discarding his bow and arrows, engaging with the enemy's swords, fighting head-on, and fighting to the death.

As the Xuanwei army got into a scuffle with the approaching Li Yue defenders, the remaining defenders crossed the road full of corpses and rushed towards the riverside camp.

The food is not so easy to burn, as long as you go in time, you will definitely be able to rescue it! Li Yue's defenders thought so, and ran faster.

But when they rushed all the way to the camp gate, they were also greeted by a rain of arrows, and two rounds of arrows fell in a row, falling dozens of people.

But the camp gate is ten zhang away, where can they still care about dealing with the people outside the camp, so Yang Congyi and others saw that the enemy did not avoid the arrows, and charged desperately, and many people rushed into the camp gate in an instant.

"Kill!" Yang Congyi shouted, and before he could make a move, the Xuanwei army near the gate rushed up and fought with the enemy.

The enemy outside the camp was fortunate to avoid the arrows, but after entering the camp, they still couldn't dodge the sharp blades in the hands of the Xuanwei army, they fell down one by one, and rushed into the camp one by one, they only had food in their hearts, and they all had to die without food.

The arrows outside, the blades inside, the lives of the enemy were quickly harvested, but there were still a large number of enemies rushing into the camp in the gap between the arrows falling.

The defense line at the gate of the camp was broken up by the frenzied enemy, and they completely entered the camp and were about to rush to the burning grain ship, but they were greeted by the second line of defense laid out by the Xuanwei army in the camp.

After the three attacks were killed, there were few alive enemy troops to chat, and they were quickly killed by the Xuanwei army guarding the last line of defense.

Crowds of enemies rushed into the camp, but no one could get close to the grain ships.

After half an hour of scuffle, there was no living enemy in or outside the camp.

The battle was over, whether the defenders were dead or they closed the city, the fire on the grain ship was extinguished, and the battle was declared victorious.

After resting in place for a while, Yang Congyi ordered to inspect the grain boats, and if the ships were not sunk, the grain bags should be dismantled, and all the grain should be dumped into the river, and the ships should all be sunk in the river and destroyed.

As soon as the order came out, the Xuanwei army, which had just finished fighting, immediately turned into saboteurs, and the unburned sacks were directly pierced and scratched by sharp knives and thrown into the river, and the unsunken ships were smashed by them to break the bilge, or find some fire hay in the camp and continue to set fire.

A massive havoc is rapidly unfolding on the riverbank, and it is also an unfinished battle, which is now up to them to finish.

After watching the river for a while, Yang Congyi returned to the camp gate, and there was not a single enemy outside the camp, and he confirmed that the battle was indeed over.

"My lord, there is a military intelligence report!" Suddenly, there was a shout in the darkness outside the camp gate.

"Come here!" Yang Congyi responded, and the Xuanwei army outside the camp put down the bows and arrows in their hands.

When he was young, a herald of the Xuanwei Army came from the darkness and reported to Yang Congyi: "My lord, the enemy army is closing the city gate, whether you want to attack the city, please give an order." ”

"Don't storm the city, stay where you are!" Yang Congyi replied immediately.

The herald was given the order and quickly descended into darkness.

Half an hour later, all the boats on the river bank were destroyed, and almost all the grain sank into the river, leaving only a few hundred bags for the Xuanwei army to spare.

The purpose of this battle had been achieved, and it was not beneficial to continue to stay here, so Yang Congyi immediately ordered the Xuanwei army to retreat.

The Xuanwei army burned down the enemy camp and quickly left with hundreds of bags of grain.

An hour later, they withdrew to the bank of the river with a wooden bridge, and it was already the fifth watch.

The number of casualties of the Xuanwei army in this battle is not clear in the dark, and there is no intention to count it.

After resting on the river bank for nearly an hour, the sky gradually brightened, and the flowing water and bridges could be seen clearly.

After marching for more than two hours, and after exhaustion, he chose to rest in a mountain col for two hours.

At this time, the casualties of the sneak attack on Ningming were counted, and through the statistics of each battalion and team, 58 people were killed, 29 were seriously wounded, and 132 were lightly wounded.

Such casualties were too great for the Xuanwei army, and since they came to Qinzhou, they had never had one.

Yang Congyi clearly felt the grief and sadness of the whole army for a while, as if he had lost a battle.

In the interval between lighting the fire and cooking, Yang Congyi ordered to convene all the detainees to give a concentrated lecture.

Facing the 30 or so grassroots officers who were in low spirits, Yang Congyi asked loudly: "Did our Xuanwei Army win this battle?" ”

"Win." There were many people who answered, but they obviously lacked confidence and their voices were low.

"Where we won, does anyone know?" Yang Congyi asked again, but no one responded this time.

"One might wonder, why run away when we won?" Yang Congyi paused and continued: "Then I tell you today, we call it retreat, not escape, retreat is planned, and escape is running around without purpose. Why retreat? One reason is that my purpose has been achieved, and the other reason is that we have to maintain a sense of mystery in the rear of the enemy, so that we have to be elusive, so that the enemy army will not know who we are, where we have come from, and where we are going, because we exist, but dare not act rashly. This is the reason for the sudden attack and the rapid retreat, and I think that the remaining hundreds of enemy troops in the city have now either been killed by the civilians or have fled to Yulin.

Next, let's talk about victory, we destroyed more than 1,000 enemy people in a war and destroyed more than 100,000 quintals of enemy food, you may not know how much 100,000 quintals of grain there are, in layman's terms, 100,000 quintals of grain is enough for our 2,000 Xuanwei troops to eat for five years, enough for 50,000 enemy troops to eat for two months, and we will destroy the enemy's military rations for two months in a war. The enemy did not dare to attack Yongzhou after ten days without food, and had to retreat after a month without food, we pushed their grain and burned all the ships, even if the enemy raised another batch of grain from Li Yue, it would not be able to reach the front line in a short time, and within a month, the enemy army would have to retreat, and the Xuanwei army forced back Li Yue's 50,000 army with 1,500 men, isn't this a victory? Not only a victory, but a big victory.

Dozens of brothers who died in the war sacrificed their lives for the country, you are the heroes of this war, and they are even more heroes! The husband should stand up to the sky and the earth, fight on the battlefield, shroud in horse leather, be a hero in life, and be a ghost in death! ”

After listening to Yang Congyi's words, everyone woke up like a dream, how can there be immortals in a war, only the enemy will die, not their own people, is that still called a war? Moreover, in this battle, more than 1,000 enemies were destroyed, and the loss of the Xuanwei army was only a few dozen, which was not a big victory, and in addition, there was also the greatest result, destroying more than 100,000 loads of enemy food, burning more than 200 ships, and cutting off the supply of 50,000 enemy troops on the front line. If the enemy retreats, this is their feat.

The gloomy aura on the faces of the guards was swept away, replaced by incomparable joy and excitement!