On the morning of the second day of the second month of the fifteenth year of Chongzhen, the torrential rain had stopped, and it was replaced by a continuous drizzle. The lead-gray sky pressed against the earth, and the rain was full of mist, as if you could pull out a handful of clear water in the palm of your hand with a casual hand.

Wang Xiang, the defender of Bazhou, went up to the city of Bazhou in such weather. Yesterday's heavy rain made all his counterattack plans fail.

The water level of the small river below Nancheng suddenly skyrocketed, and it went from a trickle that could not reach your ankles to a waist-deep turbidity wave. It was impossible for the local tyrants to wade into the river to attack the city under such conditions, so the cannons that had gone to great lengths to pull up the city also became decorations.

"General, the thugs may not come today. It's better to let the brothers unarm and sleep! They fought for a day the day before yesterday, waited another day yesterday, and were already tired! Wang Xiang's lieutenant Lu Nianyu persuaded. His left arm was hung from a hemp rope and tied to his cuirass so that he would not be wounded.

also deserves Lu Nianyu's bad luck. During the siege of the city the day before, a wolf's tooth arrow shot through the gap between the leather arm guard and the bracer guard of his left arm, and pierced the muscles on the arm diagonally at a large angle. In the battalion, Lang Zhong cut off the shaft of the arrow with a knife, and then pulled the arrow out. Lang Zhong also said that this arrow was likely to hurt Lu Nianyu's tendons, and if he didn't get this left arm, it would be useless. But fortunately, there was no poison on the arrow, and his life was not in danger.

Hearing Lu Nianyu's words, Wang Xiang turned around slightly. Since Lu Nianyu was injured, Wang Xiang's eyes have softened a lot when he looks at him.

"Regardless of whether the thieves come today or not, as long as they hold this Bazhou City, the prince said that the camp can't run. Hey, you and your brothers have worked hard. If the future generations remember our merits and fulfill their rewards, you and the other wounded brethren will be divided. ”

"General, how can this make ......?"

"Well, needless to say. Ben will be watching here, you go down and rest first, so that the brothers can make up for sleep, but still you are not allowed to disarm! Wang Xiang's hand waved slightly, no longer paying attention to Lu Nianyu. His gaze stayed on the South Niche Mountain shrouded in rain and mist, and then on the small river below the city. His gaze could not see through the murky water, but he could see the width of the river at a glance:

The water level of the creek has not receded.

……

Dam riverside. Feng Rubao jumped off his horse, threw the reins to the guards, and strode onto the small slope on the shore.

The mountain breeze is blowing, and the river is soupy. Feng Rubao's head was slightly raised, greedily sucking on the earthy and vegetative scent of the air after the rain, feeling that this moment was the most wonderful. It's really an eye-opener, I can't imagine that the son of the world would give himself such a beautiful difference that the ten generations of ancestors of the Feng family could never dream of! At this moment, the unruly blood of the Feng family's ancestors boiled in Feng Rubao's body. He really wanted to kneel down and kowtow to God and the world three times!

Yang Tianbo cautiously walked over the bamboo bridge swaying up and down, interrupting Feng Rubao's self-absorption. Yang Tianbo reported that so far, the local rioters have not made contact with the second company, let alone launched an attack on the ferry. The forward platoon had already moved forward for nearly three miles, and still no thugs had been found.

"The Dirt Tyrant ran away?" Feng Rubao's heart immediately sank to the bottom.

"No!" Yang Tianbo denied this possibility, "If the siege of the copper city is lifted, General Jia will immediately send someone to report the news." ”

Jia Denglian did not report safety to the rear, indicating that there were local thugs between Jia Denglian and the rear.

Information Barrier! Feng Rubao understood.

Shizi once said that in battles with cavalry, there are often information barriers. The scout horses sent by the team found the enemy horse, and they could only rely on the horses to transmit information to the rear. However, the enemy was cavalry, which moved quickly. When a probe horse is found, the enemy rider will chase after it. When your brigade discovers the enemy's cavalry, it is the beginning of a large-scale battle. Therefore, they are often not well prepared and suffer a lot. In other words, fighting cavalry has a moving information barrier and moves as fast as cavalry.

A river of dams overflowing over flash torrents is also an information barrier. The local rioters mistakenly thought that the bridge had been burned, and they couldn't cross it, and the Protectors couldn't cross it, so it was very safe. The earth tyrant didn't know what was happening outside this river barrier, and he didn't know anything about the annihilation of Ma Chao's army!

However, this small mistake left the back of the local tyrant naked under the sharp edge of the Protector Army.

Feng Rubao suppressed his excitement and asked slowly.

"After crossing the bridge, how far is it from the battlefield?"

"Ten miles at most." Yang Tianbo replied quickly.

Ten miles, that is, half an hour. But once you start attacking, you must gather the strength of your entire army and kill with one blow!

Feng Rubao's gaze left Yang Tianbo and turned to the troops on both sides of the bridge.

In addition to the first squadron of Nanfang County, which escorted the prisoners and captured them back to Xinzheng Dam, four companies of infantry, two platoons and one squadron of infantry had already passed halfway. Cavalry, artillery and baggage were waiting to cross the river. The troops were gathering in a long phalanx, waiting for the staff officer's order to cross the river.

The infantry crossed the river faster. The trouble was the cavalry, artillery and baggage.

The cavalry battalion suffered some losses in the first few battles, and only more than two hundred horses remained. They had to lead the horses through to prevent them from being frightened when they saw the water.

There were also no less artillery horses. Because the Sichuan horses are short, they carry the gun body, gun carriage, and ammunition box, and each gun uses seven pack horses. Together with spare parts and repair tools, the six-gun battery had fifty pack horses.

The most troublesome thing is the baggage company. There were seventy-two chicken carts and ten two-wheeled flatbed carts. Each car is pushed by one person and pulled by one person. Fortunately, a lot of ammunition in the car was consumed in Tianbaozhai, and there was no time to pick it up. But the remaining weapons, rations, and gunpowder were still heavy, as could be seen from the deep rut marks.

A narrow, single-deck bamboo bridge will have to be crossed by all the troops, at least until noon. Although the weight affects the speed of the march, it is an indispensable foundation for a long-term war. Besides, it is these burdens that are red in the eyes of the local tyrants, and it is absolutely impossible to leave them to the enemy.

"Calm down, God will bless me Feng Rubao!"

Feng Rubao cheered himself up in his heart. He forcibly suppressed the anxiety in his heart and said to Yang Tianbo: "Your avant-garde company immediately spread out two miles forward to cover the whole army crossing the river!" But be careful, never be exposed! ”

"Yes!"

"The fourth company of the fifth battalion has all crossed the river. They are the Fire Gun Company, under your unified command! ”

"Yes!"

Feng Rubao watched Yang Tianbo walk away, loosening the strap under the neck of the eight-petal helmet and allowing himself to breathe more freely.

"Don't be impatient, wait a little longer," he said to himself, "the emperor pays off!" ”

……

A young man curled up in the wet grass, looking through the gaps in the grass to see what was happening in the distance.

The red-armored soldiers went up to the hillside where the Guandi Temple was located yesterday, and with the Guandi Temple as the core, they connected the head and tail of the chicken bus to form a simple fortification. If you look closely, you can also find the tiger squat cannon hidden between the gaps in the vehicle. Now, some of the Red Armor are pulling out the branches to make a deer, others are dismantling the triangular tents, and more are gathering in the shade behind the fortifications. It seems that the Red Armor will soon set out for camp.

This young man is Chen Lin, who is famous for his good fighting among the Bashan Tyrants. Chen Lin and his minions had been lurking near the Three Temples for three days. His goal was to reinforce the officers and troops in Yuxichang.

The biggest difference between Chen Lin and other local tyrants is that he uses his real name, not his name.

Chen Lin's father and mother were refugees who fled to Xing'an Province from Henan several years ago. On the way to escape, his grandfather, grandmother and even his people starved to death. So his father took his mother to the grass in a cottage near Zhenba County, and later gave birth to him.

Chen Lin was born a local tyrant, and she will still be a local bully when she grows up. What is considered heinous in the eyes of others is the most common thing in his eyes. A few years ago, Shaanxi was in a drought for many years, and the official army took the opportunity to attack, Chen Lin's parents both sacrificed their heads in a fiasco, so Chen Lin fled to Sichuan with the remaining old brothers to develop. Recently, he co-founded with Yuan Tao, who is also from Shaanxi. Yuan Tao is good at strategizing, he is good at fighting, and the battle of Quxian is the result of the cooperation between the two.

There was a sound of a cry in the grass, presumably with news.

Sure enough, someone behind Chen Lin whispered: "In charge of the plate, the old yellow head of the Sanmiaoyi came to report the letter." He said that after counting carefully, there are at least 1,005 soldiers in the palace, plus 500 officers and soldiers, that is 2,000 people! The leading royal officer, surnamed Wang, is said to have fought in Changping Mountain. His subordinates called him the battalion commander. The car was carrying grain, and I heard Camp Commander Wang personally say that there were 1,000 stones! ”

Oh? Chen Lin was a little surprised. But what surprised him was not the amount of food, but the strength of the opponent.

The commander of the battalion is the commander, which means that the opponent has at least one battalion of soldiers. There is a battalion of royal soldiers, usually 800 people. There are 1,005 in Sanmiaoyi, which means that the Wangfu soldiers are a large battalion, or even two battalions.

The number of troops is directly related to the strength of combat effectiveness. Chen Lin has learned a heavy lesson about this.

During the attack on Qu County, Chen Lin heard that there were less than 40 royal soldiers in the city, so he asked Ying to be the vanguard, and the brothers died under the city wall. Later, it was easy to capture the city with a large number of people, and surrounded the remaining dozen or so royal soldiers on the south gate tower. As long as those royal soldiers fled from the city, they could save their lives. But instead of fleeing, they fought to the last man.

Later, Chen Lin heard that these royal soldiers had family members as hostages in the hands of the palace. In addition to the military pay, each soldier family was given a large plot of land. It doesn't matter if you are injured or killed, the land will not be confiscated. But once he surrendered, all his family members were killed.

There were less than forty men, and the battle was fought like that. There are 1,000 and 500 soldiers in the palace here, plus 500 officers and soldiers, and he only has 3,000 people.

Thinking of this, Chen Lin asked a little irritably, "Is there any news from the King of Heaven?" It's been a whole day, why haven't you come here yet! Didn't the rain stop sooner? ”

"I don't know. But didn't the royal soldiers leave either? ”

Chen Lin hatefully pulled down a long piece of lawsuit grass and scolded:

"The royal soldiers have baggage, and there is a ravine in front of them, of course they can't get by! The King of Heaven has a fart baggage? I can't get by! ”

"The King of Heaven is good at fighting!" His men retorted in a low voice, "Maybe we'll wait for the other side to attack halfway through!" ”

Hearing this, Chen Lin nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed very much. However, as soon as the visitor left, a little cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Half-crossed? Are you a fool when Yuan Tao is a soldier in the palace?

Don't you say that Liu Zhenfan's soldiers are ahead. Even if the royal soldiers cross the river, they will carefully send people across the river to investigate!

A cold mountain breeze blew through and rustled among the treetops. Chen Lin stared fiercely at the Wangfu soldiers two hundred steps away. The royal soldiers have completed the formation and are passing through the place where the deer is demolished one after another. At this time, two red-armored soldiers rode to the front of the queue, and I don't know which of the red-armored soldiers blew the horn. With the sound of the horn, the red-armored soldiers quickly changed from five columns to five horizontal columns. The horizontal platoon is facing the hill where Chen Lin is hiding.

"What are the royal soldiers doing? Aren't they three times a day? What kind of exercises do you do without eating at noon? An old brother brought his stinky mouth close to Chen Lin and smiled.

Chen Lin didn't answer, and a bad omen welled up in his heart. His head was desperately turning, but he couldn't find the source of this omen.

Wang Fubing's horn sounded again, this time to a different tune, and it sounded very high-pitched. When the trumpets stopped, the drums sounded. With the rhythm of the drums, the five horizontal teams of the royal soldiers drove towards this side together.

"Not good! Hurry up! The old brother beside Chen Lin exclaimed, "It must be that old man Huang who sold our hiding place!" ”

As he spoke, the old brother dragged Chen Lin, who was still stunned, up.

"Hold the plate, it's a big deal!"

Chen Lin didn't run a few steps, and the person who reported the news just now ran back head-on. His face was frightened, as if the sky had fallen.

"The officers and troops are behind us! There are many, many officers and soldiers! We were covered! The messenger wept and divided the sentence into three parts, and finally gave a general idea.

Only then did Chen Lin understand what the evil omen in his heart was.

That's the betrayal of an accomplice!

Yuan Tao ran away and left Chen Lin to Liu Zhenfan.