Chapter 4 Cai Wei (No. 3 Middle School)

Woo, woo—" The sound of the horn continued, firm and low. Hearing his call, the stubborn resistance of the Zuo Wuhou soldiers scattered throughout the camp continued to get rid of the opponent, and the Chinese army quickly gathered. In a way, this is tantamount to invisibly helping the sneak attackers, making them dig through the camp much faster. However, a military order is a military order, and as a military unit with a glorious history, the article of "ordering and prohibiting" has penetrated into the bone marrow of almost every soldier.

"Dismantle the tent and light torches around it!" Looking at the crowd around him that was getting thicker and thicker, Huyalang nodded with satisfaction and commanded in a deep voice.

The soldiers immediately ran and scattered, tearing down all the tents within 200 paces of each other. Then he lit torches to show the way for the robes who continued to come. In this way, the soldiers who were in a panic due to the hasty attack felt more and more backbone, they called each other, protected each other, and formed a battle formation behind Sang Xianhe.

The shouting and killing sound in all directions was still like a stormy wave, but Zuo Wuhou's army was slowly as steady as a rock. The two minions of the Zhaozhou army who were ordered to penetrate the formation approached one after another, bluffed and shot a few cold arrows, knowing that they couldn't make any money, they took the initiative to retreat and report to the boss.

"Humph!" Seeing the other party's fierce performance, Sang Xianhe couldn't help but sneer slightly. \ Since receiving the warning that the enemy troops are coming to camp, the guards and staff around him have been persuading him to leave quickly and avoid the enemy Feng Sakura for the time being. However, he rejected all well-intentioned or hypothetical advice, and insisted on staying in the Chinese army to regroup. He believed that even if Zuo Wuhou's brothers were suddenly attacked, they would not be defeated by a group of rogues. He also believed that with his years of experience in leading troops and his ability to command the army, he could turn the tide and find an opportunity to defeat the attackers.

His self-confidence proved justified. Although Zuo Wuhou's soldiers were taken by surprise, they did not collapse immediately like other uncompetitive teams. The brethren resisted, moths to the flames of the enemy's advance. This self-organizing resistance was costly, but it bought him plenty of time. So that he calmly stabilized the Chinese army, and issued the order to "move closer to the Chinese army" in a timely manner. And once the formation is adjusted, the sneak attack will completely turn into a duel between the two armies again. Although his brothers had lost at least a third of their brothers in the first half of the fierce battle, even with only half of the soldiers and horses remaining, Sang Xianhe was still sure to defeat the enemy.

There are two sources of his self-confidence, first, Zuo Wuhou's soldiers have just experienced the fierce battle in Yanmen County, and all of them who survived can be called elite. In terms of equipment and combat effectiveness, they are far from being comparable to a rogue army. \Second, the county soldiers of Wuyang County and Xiaoguo from the eastern capital Luoyang were less than ten miles away from Zuo Wuhou's camp, as long as any of the two friendly armies heard his general order and rushed to the rescue, the two sides could flank the front and rear and crush the Liukou of Zhaozhou into powder. In that way, there is no need to fight the next battle, and the Zhaozhou army, which has lost its main force, will definitely not have the strength to resist the Tianwei of the imperial court, and the three counties of Ping'en will go down without a fight.

"General, there is no response from the county soldiers!" Just as he was secretly proud of his performance and that of his brothers, a herald ran up to him and bowed down to report it.

"How many times have you blown the horn, is that the usual contact method?" Sang Xianhe was slightly stunned, frowning and questioning.

All over. Guaranteed to be the signal of your agreement with Lord Wei! The herald nodded, and replied cautiously. The shouts of killing around him had gradually weakened, indicating that the enemy forces could reunite at any time and pounce on this place. And his own general pinned his hopes on outsiders. If those guys dare to fight with the thieves in Zhaozhou, will the imperial court still send Zuo Wuhou to suppress the bandits?

"Blow it three more times, call a few more people, and blow it for me a little more!" Sang Xianhe's brows furrowed more and more, and he commanded in a calm voice. At the critical moment, as the main general, he can't show a trace of panic no matter what. \Otherwise, the little morale that has just been lifted up will have to collapse. The reason why the soldiers of Wuyang County did not respond to the order may be because of the suddenness of the incident, or it may be because they slept too deeply. After all, they are only temporarily recruited by the villagers, and they cannot be required by the standards of the elite of the Great Sui.

Just as he was cheering himself up, another herald who didn't open his eyes hurriedly ran over again, and reported in a low voice: "General Qiqi, the Xiaoguo camp has been attacked, and General Duan asks us to send troops to support!" ”

"What?" A layer of cold sweat immediately broke out on Sang Xianhe's head. Xiaoguo Battalion and Zuo Wuhou were attacked at night at the same time, how many people did the Xuzhou army dispatch? Before he could figure out the answer, the leading soldier who had retreated earlier also ran back, with the same anxiety on his face, "General Qiyu, the enemy army is forcibly crossing in the direction where the Wuyang County soldiers are located, and Wei County Cheng strictly ordered his subordinates to defend the village. Thank you for your understanding! ”

"He's ***!" Rao is known as a Confucian general, and Sang Xianhe can't help but get dirty. Obviously, two of the three enemy forces must be suspicious. And Zuo Wuhou has already fought like this with his opponent, and what he is in contact with must be the real main force of the Yuzhou Army. Since the main force of the enemy army is here, the two must have been subjected to a feint. was frightened by a feint attack to defend a camp, and a hasty call for help, what difference does it make if such an ally exists or not?

After scolding, he couldn't help but feel a pang of despair in his heart. \ The lack of talent in the Great Sui Dynasty has reached such a point that even a few qualified generals cannot be found, and it is no wonder that Hebei Province has been disturbed by the Liukou. That's it, that's it, whether there are reinforcements or not, Zuo Wuhou fought with the enemy to the end. Let those who have been frightened see how to lead the troops, how to be generals, and how to be worthy of the vast imperial grace given by His Majesty.

He guessed correctly at all, Wei Deshen's army soldiers and Duan Lingming's Xiaoguo were indeed only feinted. But it's no wonder that Wei and Duan were fooled, and at the same time as the shouting of killing sounded in Zuowuhou's camp, tens of thousands of torches suddenly appeared on the dark surface of the Zhangshui River. In addition to the section of the river facing the camp of Zuo Wuhou, the opposite side of the Wuyang County soldiers and the Dongdu Xiaoguo station, the drums sounded like thunder in an instant. The soldiers and Xiaoguo who were awakened from their sleep were in chaos as soon as possible. After Wei Deshen and Duan Lingming worked hard to stabilize their respective camps, a large number of "enemy troops" had begun to assemble on the shore.

Judging from the density of torches, there were five or six thousand thieves gathered in front of each camp. Sang Xianhe ordered others to support him at this time, purely not taking other people's heads seriously. Indeed, one of the two abandons the base camp and goes all out to get closer to Zuo Wuhou, and they will receive unexpected results. But in that case, their own camp would have been plundered by the enemy. \ After that, Sang Xianhe was rewarded for his meritorious service for dealing with it properly, but what about the person who sacrificed his life to support him? The camp was lost, the grain and grass were all lost, and the face of the court was humiliated, and any crime was enough to make him unable to eat and walk around.

Therefore, no matter how anxious Sang Xianhe was, before the enemy situation was determined, Duan Lingming and Wei Deshen would never dare to act rashly. Especially Duan Lingming, although he is a newcomer to the battle for the first time, his official title and family background are not under Sang Xianhe. There is also a powerful uncle Duan Da who stayed in the Eastern Capital behind him, so there is really no need to take Sang Xianhe's orders seriously.

The two of them did not move, and Wang Ermao and Xie Yingdeng, who were bluffing on the bank of the river, were satisfied. After greeting each other with horns, they commanded their subordinates to advance the straw men and torches in front of them for another half a mile towards the direction of the enemy camp. In the dark night, I saw a group of torches slowly moving forward, each team forming a small phalanx on its own, and after one phalanx stopped moving, the other phalanx quickly followed. One after another, in order.

Suspicious soldiers don't take the initiative to attack! Suspicious soldiers will not take the initiative to approach and expose their strength. Seeing the slowly approaching sea of torches, Wei Deshen and Duan Lingming turned a deaf ear to Sang Xianhe's greetings. One by one, their eyes widened and their lances were clenched. I was looking forward to the cold spring night passing sooner, and I was hoping that the annoying horn would stop as soon as possible. \

Perhaps it was because they heard their prayers and blew the trumpet for help six times in succession, and the clamor from the camp of Zuowuhou gradually stopped. The firelight had already burned half of the sky, and under the dark red night sky, I don't know how many people died in the melee. The shouts of killing became faint and faint, suddenly high-pitched, and instantly low, like a knife, tormenting people's hearts almost to stop beating.

Feeling the changes in the distance, Xie Yingdeng couldn't help but sink in his heart. He had long regarded the Zhaozhou Army as a strong competitor to the Wagang Army in the future for Hebei, but he was not so despicable as to really hope that his friend would be unlucky. Just as he was in a hurry, he was suddenly gently pushed on the shoulder. Ying Dengxun drew his knife, turned and jumped away. There was a burst of hearty laughter in his ears, "Look at you nervous, me!" ”

"Ermao, why did you come here to me!" Xie Yingdeng was shocked and anxious, and asked loudly: "Over there, you are not afraid of Wei Deshen's killing!" ”

"It's been delayed for so long, Lao Wei would have killed it long ago if he wanted to!" Wang Ermao smiled and shook his head, his eyes faintly revealing a little worry, "Besides, if he kills it, my trick will be immediately exposed, and he can't stop him with just three hundred people!" ”

The key to the so-called suspicious tactics lies in bluffing. As long as the other party dares to go out of the camp to engage in battle, the trick will be immediately revealed, and there is no difference between fighting and not fighting. \ Xie Yingdeng pondered for a while, and immediately understood that Wang Ermao's words made sense, nodded, and asked with a smile: "Then what are you going to do?" How can I help you? ”

"I'm afraid there's a bit of trouble over there?" Wang Ermao nodded lightly, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn. "Zuo Wuhou is a hard idea, he must be piercing. I pondered, we're almost tossing around here, so let's just sneak around......."

Yingdeng's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly.

As Wang Ermao expected, when Sang Xianhe decided to gather the remaining brothers around him and fight to the death against the Zhaozhou army, Cheng Mingzhen encountered the biggest challenge since his debut.

Xiong Kuohai, Duan Qing, Wang Fei and others completed the scheduled attack task in advance, and quickly withdrew to the side of the main general after cutting through the enemy camp, and also brought a very depressing news, Zuo Wuhou did not collapse as everyone imagined in advance, but was actively summoned to the vicinity of the Chinese army by Sang Xian and Na Gang, avoiding further melee with the Yuzhou army. Although in the night attack just now, the brothers crisscrossed Zuo Wuhou's camp and made a few bloody cuts, but at the same time, everyone also paid the price of hundreds of dead and nearly 1,000 wounded.

"Idea, idea, a little prickly!" Seeing Cheng Mingzhen who was looking around, Duan Qing supported his body with a weapon, and reported while gasping for breath. \Even when dealing with Feng Xiaoci, he was not as tired as he was today. The whole person was as if he had just been fished out of a pool of blood, dripping with blood and sweat all over his body.

Cheng Mingzhen glanced at him with a smile and did not respond immediately. Zuo Wuhou's tenacity was indeed beyond his expectations, judging from the sound of the horn in his ears, Sang Xianhe had given up the plan of dragging the Xuzhou army and waiting for the Wuyang County soldiers or Luoyang Xiaoguo to come over and annihilate them. This stubborn guy is taking advantage of the last opportunity to gather his soldiers, ready to have a pure confrontation with the Zhaozhou army.

Since he didn't give a new order, Duan Qing and the others stopped being verbose, and after taking a few breaths, he immediately gathered his subordinates and ordered everyone to seize the time to recover their strength. After several years of big and small battles, these henchmen who initially followed Cheng Mingzhen also learned a lot of experience. They knew that tonight's battle would probably be a rat pulling the wood fiber—the big head was behind. They know better what to do to ensure that they and their brothers have the best chance of surviving the battle.

For a time, the camp of Zuo Wuhou, which was illuminated by the firelight like daylight, was actually "quiet" in a rare way. Except for the sound of horns from time to time from the Chinese military offices on both sides, the shouts of killing, the sound of weapons clashing, and the wails of the dying were all lowered. The remnants of the Zuowu Marquis soldiers who did not die in battle and did not flee slowly formed their team under the leadership of the low-level officers, and the minions of the Zhaozhou Army, who were not killed and did not lose their combat effectiveness due to injuries, also resumed their formation under the organization of the brigade rate and team leaders, with Cheng Mingzhen as the core, and slowly converged into a phalanx. \

Both sides have already shown the positions of their opponents, and the handsome flags of both sides have been raised high. It is worthy of being one of the first Great Sui troops to kill the Liao River during the conquest of Goguryeo, although the soldiers of Zuowu Marquis were in an extremely passive position in the battle just now, and the five thousand soldiers and horses deducted the battle dead and those who escaped, at this time it seems that there are still two thousand seven or eight hundred people who returned to Sang Xianhe's side, almost half. And although the Zhaozhou army was successful in the sneak attack, there were only four thousand people standing behind Cheng Mingzhen at this moment, and the team didn't look much stronger than the other party.

Xiong Kuohai's body bones are the strongest, and his physical strength naturally recovers the fastest. After adjusting his breath, he tried to make up for the mistake he had made in the attack just now, walked to Cheng Mingzhen's side, and took the initiative to ask Ying: "Sect leader, I will be the vanguard and rush the enemy formation"

Cheng Mingzhen had observed the movements of the enemy army just now and knew that it was difficult to win this battle with just a few brave men. After a deep groan, he shook his head and said, "Don't rush first, wait for the other brothers to catch their breath." Everyone is not as good as your physical strength, do it now, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up with you! ”

"Wait, I'm afraid it's dawn!" Xiong Kuohai joined the Zhaozhou Army late, and he didn't blindly obey Cheng Mingzhen like others. \ frowned, glanced at the scarlet night sky, and reminded in a sullen voice.

If the sky is bright, the reality of the Xuzhou army will be seen by the other two Sui armies, and after the suspicious plan is exposed, everyone will be more likely to fall into a dangerous situation. Cheng Mingzhen has also been worried about this matter, and after listening to Xiong Kuohai's words, he no longer delayed. He pointed to the flank of the enemy army and asked in a low voice, "Captain Xiong, if you make up the number of brothers under your command, can you tear a hole in me diagonally from there!" Cut down the handsome flag!! ”

Xiong Kuohai shook the big stick in the air, and responded without hesitation, "Look at it, sect leader." Sensei will make up for me, and I will bring the original group of brothers with me. ”

With that, he turned his head and turned to his subordinates, "Master, did you hear what I just said?" ”

"I heard you!" The crowd shouted in response. Everyone admired the strong, and although the command ability of the majestic sea was not satisfactory, the extraordinary strength he showed in battle had already won the respect of his subordinates.

"Wait, let's get on! Give you the opportunity to create. Cheng Mingzhen stopped the majestic sea that was waiting for him, and turned his face to everyone. The officers and soldiers are still not satisfied, what do you say? ”

"Hit him!" "Beat him up again!" Past! The more intelligible the words were, the more they stirred up the morale of the brothers, and the minions shouted with all kinds of weapons in their eyes. Most of them are in their early twenties, and a few have just grown beards on their chins. The armor is thin, and the weapons are varied. But they did not feel inferior at all because of the simplicity and shabby of their equipment, and everyone's chest burned with fierce fighting intent.

After this hard encounter, I don't know how many people will be able to walk off the battlefield alive. In an instant, a trace of weakness swelled up in Cheng Mingzhen's heart. But soon, the weakness in his heart was replaced by pride, and one team forced three officers and soldiers, and before that, no green forest figure dared to do this. And he did, whether it was to keep his own territory or for that hidden vanity, which created a precedent for a while.

"Duan Qing listens to the order, your department is responsible for advancing to the right flank of the enemy, entangling the enemy with bows, arrows and shields, and preventing them from turning around!" With a sense of ruthlessness and pride, he heard his own voice shouting. That's not like the usual gentle self, but at this time everything becomes indifferent. Gentleness and elegance can't be eaten, and anyone's head hangs on the city wall, and it won't take three days to rot and black.

"Wang Fei listens to the order, your department and Duan Qing's department are side by side, relying on each other, only allowed to move forward, not backward!"

"Meng Dapeng listens to the order, your troops are moving forward and attacking the enemy's main formation"

"Zhang Tangzhu listens to the order, and your troops follow closely behind Meng Dapeng's department and launch a second wave of attacks directly in front of the enemy!"

Promise! The brethren shouted one after another, and their voices burned like fire. Cheng Mingzhen's own blood was also burned, and he wanted to say a few more words to boost morale, but his mouth opened, but he suddenly forgot the words. "Herald, blow the trumpet!" He had no choice but to gather all his words into a prosaic command, and then he slammed his armor and leveled the lance in his hand.

Someone replied like a thunderbolt, and at the same time raised his weapon and moved forward quickly. "Woo, woo, woo——————" The horn paused for a moment as if frightened, before it began to catch up with the group. Like a tiger roaring high hills, like a big river rushing. The night wind suddenly increased, and the tent was burning, and the crimson flames danced and jumped, jumping higher and higher.

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