Late at night, ugly.

"Wake up, big pillar." Zhiwen didn't know the exact time, but he estimated that people were sleeping relatively dead at this time, and it was the time to launch a night attack.

Originally, it might have been better if it had been a little later, close to dawn, but Zhiwen thought that he would have to go up to the city wall first, control the city gate, and so on.

There are too many things to do, so it's better to start in advance, and if you can't finish and leave before dawn, that's not okay.

He relied on his own "internal strength", and his physique was far beyond ordinary people, and he never rested, looking at the wind alone.

Kewang was woken up from his sleep by Zhiwen, and he didn't say much, and after waking up Xiaojie again, the two began to wake up the teenagers who were still sleeping.

Since the arrangement was made last night, in order to arrive at Yanjia Village in time, after Zhiwen handed over all the follow-up matters to Dingguo, he only rested for an hour, and then set off with a group of people, and rushed to Puzhou.

After a day's rapid march, Lao Yan led the way, and in the evening he touched the vicinity of Yanjia Village to wait, and after it was dark, he lurked outside the city of Yanjia Village, so that everyone could sleep well.

For the previous two days and one night, not only did they not have a good rest, but they kept hurrying and fighting, but these orphans were able to endure hardships, and they did not hear any complaints, and for them, they were very satisfied with food and drink, and what was the point of being tired and tired.

Speaking of which, I have to thank Xiaoying Niang for being able to sleep well in the snow in this wilderness.

For sheep felt, Zhiwen has always been not very optimistic, thinking that this is a primary product, especially after having a sweater, so he originally wanted to sell all the sheep felt.

It was Xiaoyingniang's repeated insistence that she kept the last bit of stock, she took Nannan, Xiaoying and Niuniu, and asked some refugee mothers-in-law to help, and made a lot of "sleeping bags" with sheep felt.

That's right, it is the sleeping bag used for camping in later generations, except for the different materials, the shape is very close.

The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated, and he should not be too big, and despise things such as sheep felt that are backward in his opinion, and Zhiwen also specially introspected himself for this.

Although the smell of this sheep felt sleeping bag is not light, but the effect of moisture-proof and warm is not bad, as long as the snow layer is removed, even if there is no fire, you can sleep well in this wilderness.

Don't underestimate the feeling of these few hours, it has at least restored most of everyone's physical strength, and the next action can be guaranteed.

Lao Yan, who was asleep, was awakened, the third child did not follow, and stayed on the side of Dingguo, Lao Yan knew that this was a small measure of divide and conquer by Zhiwen, but there was nothing to be dissatisfied with.

After this rush, even he was a little unbearable, and he secretly admired Zhiwen and their group of teenagers.

He has seen that whether it is Jiannu, the Ming border army, or the Yan family guards, they are inferior to this team of teenagers in terms of hardship and hard work and long-distance travel.

Song Xiance had never slept, his eyes were red, his expression was excited, he shrunk in the sheep felt, staring at the two torches on the gate tower of Yanjia Village in the distance.

Zhiwen didn't plan to bring him here, for fear that he wouldn't be able to keep up with his physical strength, but Song Xiance didn't agree with anything, on the one hand, he was curious about what means Zhiwen used to break through Jiancheng, and on the other hand, the enemy was there, and he wanted to see what happened to Fan Yongdou with his own eyes.

may be supported by the belief in revenge, no matter how difficult it is to walk along the way, Song Xiance gritted his teeth and persevered.

The night wind grew stronger, like the low whistling of a wild beast before it pounced on its prey.

It was dark all around, and only the two torches dangling on the gate tower in the distance, coupled with the slight reflection of the snow, brought a glimmer of light.

Fortunately, the teenagers have been following Zhiwen for a long time, and they have no night blindness, so their actions at night will not be affected.

"Let's go!" Zhiwen gave an order in a low voice and walked forward alone, Kewang and Xiaojie followed, and the young men of the brigade followed them towards the root of the city wall of Yanjia Village.

There was silence, only the "rustle" of their feet on the snow.

When they were about to reach the city wall, more than a dozen people in the team followed Kewang and touched towards the city gate.

There were more than a dozen guards who were injured in the city gate cave, all of whom had been chasing them on horseback and rushed back one after another after dark.

According to the old saying, the wounded guards had almost returned, because he had seen the last of the wounded.

Kewang's task is to monitor these people before others climb the city wall, and it is best if there is no movement, and if there is movement, eliminate hidden dangers in time.

After that, when he saw Zhiwen giving a signal, he went up and down, and launched an attack on the people of the city gate tower and the city gate cave at the same time to control the city gate.

Lao Yan looked at the figure of Kewang leading people away, and knew that most of these former colleagues were not spared, and it was inevitable that he would be a little sad, but now that they were their own masters, he could not tolerate any more pity.

Zhiwen took the rest of the men and came to a section of the city wall, which, according to the old saying, should be a relatively safe place.

The whole city of Yanjia Village has two gates, one in front and one in the back, the front door is the main one, so it is built wider, and the back door is not commonly used, so it is repaired smaller.

This section of the city wall is just the farthest away from the front and rear gates, that is, in broad daylight, the Yan family guards only occasionally come to inspect it, it is late at night, compared to no one who braves the cold wind to hang out here.

Still in the distance, Zhiwen carefully observed this city, compared with Puzhou City, it is much inferior, even compared with the county town he has seen, there is also a gap.

According to his visual measurements, the height of the city wall is about six meters, that is, the height of almost three stories in later generations, this height can be regarded as a passing line, Zhiwen thinks, if there is that kind of rope with barbs, some agile people may be able to climb it.

When he got closer, when he really got under the wall, Zhiwen looked up and looked again, and felt much more precipitous than it looked from a distance, especially in the dark night, when he looked from the bottom up, he couldn't see the head of the female wall.

The Yan family has abundant financial resources, and actually wrapped bricks for the city wall, in order to enhance the city's ability to resist blows.

Especially when facing a large bed crossbow, it can avoid the shooting of the treadmill arrow directly nailed to the city wall, so that the besieging party can step on the arrow to climb the siege city.

Of course, with the rise of firearms, bed crossbows were used less, but brick-covered walls were also stronger against artillery.

It's just that for Zhiwen, a freak, with wall tiles, these extra gaps have become a ladder for him to climb the city wall.

Zhiwen began to twist his neck, turn his shoulders, move his fingers, and come more than a dozen slow but standard squats, which were warming up.

It's cold, and after lying in the snow for so long, my body is a little stiff, and if I don't move, I'm likely to miss.