We studied it repeatedly with the old fox for a long time. Guancheng is located between Hanoi County, where Zhang Liao is stationed, and Chen Liuguo, where Yu Ban is stationed. It is a small county town, and it is a relatively weak place.

We decided to march towards the city, and our weapons were sticks.

Wooden sticks against the spear and ironclad Cao army, fighting is not child's play. If a group of ragged sheep with sticks can conquer the city, then you can abandon the book.

So we have to outwit it, take it by surprise, and attack it unprepared.

The map that the old fox got from Bian Taishou always carried with him.

Without a compass, there is always a way for those of us to discern the way.

According to the distance calculation, it will be two days away from Guancheng at the earliest. But we don't have enough food, and the old fox has gathered together the little rations that the sheep carry in my name, and we must save them.

A little chill hit the night, and the old fox did not let the fire be lit, for fear of exposing the target. The sheep huddled together again.

There was no dinner tonight, and the owl cooed in the trees, and the cry made people's hearts flutter.

Monkeys, each of them patrolled every high ground around them with a wave of sheep.

At dawn, more than 2,000 people ran more than 600, about a third.

Of the 50 officers and men escorted, there were 17 left, and we had only more than 1,300 men.

They ran away while it was dark, and the sheep were illiterate, and they believed in me, the white dragon god. But there are always doubters. They don't gamble their lives with our lost dogs, and we don't even have a weapon.

We didn't think about the problem of deserters, and neither did the old fox.

After dawn, the old fox stepped up his rectification, and the monkeys were divided into various teams. Each of them leads a squad of several hundred people.

The remaining dozen or so officers and soldiers of the squad were all made officials and served as monkeys and their deputies. A few of the sheep with nimble heads were also divided.

We have certain contours of military discipline to spy on each other. Deserter, slash! Those who retreat from the battle, slash!

We finally reached the outside of Guancheng, and we hid in a hillside where we could see the gates of Guancheng.

We were wrong, Guancheng has almost become a military exclusion zone. The soldiers on the city wall waited for the day, a column of flags were unfurled, the soldiers held spears in their hands, and their armor was distinct. The quiver on the back of the archer's shoulder is clearly visible.

By contrast, when I look back at us people, our clothes are in tatters. The only weapon in his hand was a stick. Even the mountain bandits have to scoff at us when they see us.

The old fox sat down with a dejected face.

"Withdraw, if you go up, you will be sent to death. I'm afraid that this city has already received the message, and now the entire Hanoi triangle is arresting us, arresting us traitors. I don't know, Cao Cao also sent troops. ”

The old fox had a piece of grass in his mouth: "Just us, these rags, are worth Cao Cao pouring into the nest to catch?" Withdraw, where to withdraw? ”

"I don't know, you brought them out. As a result, it has become a burden now, have they ever fought? Do you know what flanking cover, flanking is? I'm willing to bet that as soon as the soldiers in charge of the city rush over, we will be scattered first. ”

The old fox did not refute my blow, but said, "I also bet that as long as the city gate is opened, they will disperse before the soldiers in charge of the city can rush out."

"So what do you say?" I expect the old fox to give me a solution to my problem.

"Withdraw." The old fox gave this fart a solution.

"Where to withdraw? We can't eat anymore. If this continues, there is no need to go to war, we will disperse first. Now it's my turn to ask him.

The old fox stretched out three fingers: "Wait for three more days at most, and I will ensure that you eat meat."

Our food can only last for one day, and the old fox said to wait another three days. I think that in three days we will not have to attack the enemy, and we ourselves will starve to death first.

The city is well guarded. To expect us sheep to fight with sticks and teeth is tantamount to striking stones with eggs.

The old fox began to brainwash, and so the rabble of what we tentatively called the army spread.

Within three days, the White Dragon God will make everyone eat meat. There is rice, wine, and meat.

The sheep began to look forward to it, and they waited for it. Wait for a piece of meat to fall from the sky to fill their bellies.

We are retreating, and the old fox says it is open. Instead of continuing south, we bypassed Guancheng and headed for Hanoi County, where Zhang Liao was stationed.

I didn't bother to ask again, but the old fox said that we would be able to eat meat in three days. Could it be that he is going to take us to Zhang Liao?

Zhang Liao must have gotten the news from Yingcheng County, and when we went, Zhang Liao estimated that he would hang the old fox's head on the city wall.

Do you want to say that the old fox still wants to be abducted and deceived by his three-inch incorruptible tongue?

I was wrong, the old fox wasn't that stupid. If we go to Hanoi, we will probably be killed by the pit.

……

The first-line valley, as the name suggests. It is an extremely narrow valley, and the only way to Hanoi is to Guancheng.

The cliffs on both sides of the first-line valley are forested, which are easy to defend and difficult to attack. It's not just hard to attack, it's simply impossible to attack.

If someone stands at the top of the valley, it is really a matter of time.

We stopped when we got to the valley, and I seemed to understand something.

Does the old fox want to ambush here, or take over the mountain?

We now have diehards. Not all of the sheep are farmers, and some of them slaughter chickens and dogs.

There are also bold peasants, and the limitations of life make them can only live humbly with their heads bowed.

Now they want to stand, and if they want to stand and live, they have to be loyal to us, and they have to fight with their lives. So we have diehards.

Ye Xianxian and the monkey have been deliberately keeping a distance from me, that is the order of the old fox. They want to create a sense of mystery for me so that people will worship me.

I've always liked to be lively and a bit talkative. I was bored when I couldn't find anyone to talk to, so I approached the old fox, who was my dog-headed military advisor.

"Old fellow......" I shouted.

"Pay attention to your image!" The old fox warned me with his mouth that what he was most concerned about now was the condescending temperament I had created in front of everyone.

So I had no choice but to look like a big one and beckoned: "Strategist, come here." The deity has something to say to you. ”

The sheep obey the old fox and treat me with respect. So they immediately dodged a way.

In order to maintain my image, the old fox was also cautious about me: "What does the king command?"

I brought him closer: "Are you trying to ambush here?"

"Hmm." The old fox did not deny it.

"How do you know about this place?" I asked.

"I don't know." The old fox looked innocent.

"Don't you know?"

"I don't know, I didn't expect to have such a good location on the road. It seems that our casualties are much smaller. The old fox looked pleased.

"What the hell are you, what are you hiding? Can you tell me. ”

At this moment, there are 10,000 mysteries in my heart, how does the old fox know that there is a valley here?

He said that if we can eat meat in three days, then Cao Jun will definitely pass by here. And how did he know?