Chapter 53: Climbing the Wall

After looking for a long time, we couldn't find a restaurant, so we didn't go to eat, and went to Guancheng County Ya first.

As we thought, the county government was heavily guarded.

We didn't dare to get too close, so we had to watch from afar.

Me: "The spy is right, it's not helpful that we're here." Do you see what's coming? ”

Ye Xianxian frowned: "It seems that there are a lot of troops stationed here, what should we do?"

"You two wait." The old fox did not answer my words, and he went straight to the warehouse.

"Hey, you're going to die." I want to hold him.

It was too late, the old fox had already walked over.

The old fox swaggered over, and the soldier looked at him with a wary expression.

After a long time, the old fox began to talk and laugh with the soldiers. This old liar, the devil knows what came out of his mouth.

After a long time, the old fox came back, I looked at him with a smile, I wanted to see the old fox's joke: "You came to see it and left, what do you have to talk about with a large soldier, what military secrets can he know?"

The old fox nodded as a matter of course: "Well, is it possible that you still want to go in and find the county order for a while?"

I shook my head solemnly, "I don't want to."

"Then fuck off."

Get out of here, we walked aimlessly along the street, looking for a teahouse restaurant.

I want to have a good meal, and the one I eat in Maoershan is called pig food. No, pigs don't eat it if they're afraid.

The old fox lowered his head, and he did not speak. When the head is down, the old fox is often thinking.

We finally found a tavern, and Slim and I just wanted to step inside.

"Let's go!" The old fox stopped us from behind.

We both looked back at him in amazement.

"Let's go, go back." The old fox repeated.

"No, we haven't eaten yet." I'm reluctant.

"If you want to command the army, you must share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers! No one else has eaten it, so why should we come to eat? The old fox's tone was unmistakable.

I'm stupid, the old fox always has a reason why you can't refuse.

"What do you see? Let's rush back in such a hurry? "On the way I asked the old fox.

"There's going to be a war." The old fox spoke succinctly.

"Tell me clearly, what kind of battle to fight, and with whom?"

Does this sound so familiar?

"Cao Cao wants to go south, and the military rations in Guancheng will have to be transported away tomorrow, and they will have to deliver it tonight."

I secretly admired how the old fox could see it, and why I didn't find anything. Could it really come out of the mouths of the soldiers guarding the warehouse?

So I asked, "How do you know?"

"Didn't you see the wheel prints in the Yamen warehouse?"

"See, what's wrong?"

"The wheel is printed with deep and shallow prints, and there are some messy footsteps."

I was amazed that the old fox was a whole Sherlock Holmes, and it was clear from the tracks of the wheels that he was going to fight.

"Awesome, old fellow, do you see this?"

"No, it's something else."

"What's the reason for that?"

"I got it out of the soldier's mouth, and he said he wouldn't have to be on duty tomorrow. Shangfeng asked them to go to Hanoi County to garrison. ”

"This going to Hanoi County to garrison doesn't mean that there is going to be a war." I don't quite understand.

"Everyone who looks at the warehouse has gone to garrison, what is it that the front line is not going to fight? They were going to prepare to attack Jingzhou. ”

"Nonsense, don't think I don't know history. Liu Biao hung up, and his son surrendered to Cao Cao. ”

The old fox looked at me like a fool: "Liu Cong hasn't surrendered yet, Cao Cao has to be ready to fight." Since it is about to be battled, why is there still food in the city, it is naturally going to be transported to the front line. ”

I'm still puzzled: "What does that have to do with wheel prints?"

The old fox was even more inexplicable: "It's okay, who said it has something to do with wheel printing."

My IQ was obviously not enough: "It's okay, what are you doing with the wheel print?"

"Kidding you."

"Your uncle!"

When we returned to Mao'er Mountain, the old fox kept sending spies to inquire about the situation in the city, and reported it as soon as there was any trouble.

The spies kept reporting that there would be a big movement in Guancheng recently, and Cao Cao was going to transport grain south. The spies were consistent with what we were getting.

I asked the old fox why he didn't just stock up on military rations in Hanoi County or Tran Liuguo.

The old fox scolded for being stupid, the situation on the battlefield is ever-changing, in case Hanoi County is lost, wouldn't the military rations also be taken away.

Now the transportation of military rations to Hanoi district can only indicate one thing. Zhang Liao's army was going south, and the military rations were moving south.

The old fox, the dead thing, still wants to find an opportunity to set fire to the grain and grass, but look at our poor troops, we have to give up.

When I returned to Mao'er Mountain, I lost my freedom again, and I had to continue to pretend to be a ghost.

Although we have robbed some grain and grass, we cannot live on grain and grass alone. Food is available for the time being, we still have to have clothing, shelter and transportation, and Maoershan is not a long-term solution.

There was no tonight or tomorrow as the old fox said, and on the third day, the spies sent out came one after another to report, and the garrison in charge of the city began to evacuate. They took all the grain and grass with them and went south.

Guancheng only retained local armed forces, and the opportunity came.

Yingcheng County is much larger than Guancheng, and there are only less than 1,000 soldiers from Cao Tong. Cao Cao's army went south, and there were fewer garrisons in Guancheng.

We began to assemble, and at leisure we began to train our troops. In the past few days, our people have more or less become soldiers. At least they know how to obey orders and some basic tactical movements, but half of us are still unarmed.

On the night of two days after the garrison of Guancheng went south, we went down Mao'er Mountain.

The night is dark and the wind is high and the night kills, and the crows in the forest are singing 'ah', and tonight we are going to attack the city at night.

We waited until the second half of the night, when people had fallen asleep and crept under the walls.

Guancheng County is not large, and it cannot afford to build strong walls. There is no tall city wall like the one we see in film and television dramas, and I hid under the city wall with more than 20 people.

These more than 20 people are specially selected by us to climb the masters.

And me. I am not modest to say that I am good at fishing when I am a child. So I'm among them.

The old fox refused at first, he did not agree with me as a pioneer. There are good reasons for fear of accidents.

And I'm arguing for it. The reason is doubly strong, I want to lead by example and boost morale.

Actually, I'm just cheap. I was curious, in the dark night, a group of men in black quietly touched the city wall......

It's exciting to think about, just like a hero who walks on the wall.

The old fox still disagrees, I know it with affection, and I move it with reason. If you succeed, you can portray me in the army as a heroic and chivalrous image who flies the eaves and walks the wall, picks leaves and hurts people, which is powerful for the unity of the army.

So I and these more than 20 people touched the city wall, the TV series killed people, don't believe the story of those black-clothed people in the TV series who casually took an iron three-claw and threw it on the city wall, and easily climbed up along the rope, it is pure shrimp.

There are guards on the city wall on duty, and if you throw a flying tiger claw on it, won't you startle the guards?

There was always a flaw, and in the southeast corner of the city wall, it was pitch black. It's a good place for us to crawl, but the problem is that there are two guards patrolling it.

How to deal with these two guards is really a difficult problem.