"What time is it?" Li Yanzhi crouched on the edge of a forest, the horse behind him had already brought a cage cover, and the horse's hooves were tightly wrapped in cloth. He pushed Liu Jiwu, who was as energetic as him, with his elbow, and asked.

Liu Jiwu looked up at the sky and replied, "It's probably the end of the hour." Sima, do you have to wait? ”

They set off from Caojia Cliff when they were Shen, and they quietly touched along the way, and they didn't dare to beat the torches, and they arrived near Xiliang Mountain, for fear of alarming the convoy and escort soldiers who had already set up camp and rested at this time. Under Li Yanzhi's order, these horsemen put cages on their horses and covered their hooves. However, after waiting for more than two hours, Li Yanzhi still did not send a signal to attack. Many people lay on the ground and fell asleep. However, Li Yanzhi listened to the slight snoring of the soldiers around him, but he didn't wake them up.

After a whole day of running, it came to naught. made Li Yanzhi extremely unhappy. Plans could not keep up with the rapid changes, and these escort soldiers and convoys temporarily stopped here to rest, which also caught him off guard. However, on the battlefield, a good commander is always good at turning disadvantages into advantages. In this place of Xiliang Mountain, although it has lost so many previous arrangements, it just happened to give Li Yanzhi the opportunity to launch a night attack.

Since it is a night attack, the ideal state is to launch it when the opponent's defense force is the weakest. In Li Yanzhi's cognition, this time should be placed in Yinshi. This is the most sleepy time of the day, and even the sentinels will inevitably doze off during this time. There is a popular saying in the army: stand at a sentry and not stand at two or five sentry posts. It is said that the time period from two o'clock to five o'clock is the time when people are most sleepy. Standing sentry at this time is the most tormenting.

After thinking about it carefully, Li Yanzhi pushed Liu Jiwu beside him with his elbow: "Attack at the end of the ugly time." We'll keep it guarded, so that the brothers can rest for a while. If you doze off when you go to attack later, that's going to be fatal. ”

Liu Jiwu called out to a sober soldier beside him and asked him to pass on Li Yanzhi's words. The soldiers who received Sima's order were all relaxed, and even those who had not slept just now were lying on the ground and falling asleep.

During the long wait, Li Yanzhi and Liu Jiwu were sleepless. They lay on their stomachs and began to plan for an attack that would be launched in an hour or two.

The two had been planning together for a long time, and until the end of the ugly hour had come, they were still making the final improvements. Liu Jiwu took the lead in looking at the sky and said quietly: "The time has come." ”

When Li Yanzhi heard that the hour had come, he got up from the ground with a bone, and then woke up a soldier next to him, and whispered to him: "Go, wake up the brothers, we are ready to attack......

When the soldier heard this, he also quietly got up, then hung up his bow and sword, turned around, and walked back cautiously. Almost all of the people lying on their stomachs in the forest are their own soldiers, and if they are not careful, they will step on the hands and feet of one of them. He walked over and woke up the still-sleeping robes one by one. It took about a quarter of an hour for the more than 100 horsemen to be neatly draped, each leading their horses, and waiting nervously for Li Yanzhi's order.

Li Yanzhi looked up at the sky, then nodded vigorously at Liu Jiwu, and with a wave of his hand, the two of them had taken the lead in leading the horses out, and the soldiers in the rear followed them out of the forest quietly, and more than 100 people walked between them, silently looking at the enemy camp under the cover of night. By the moonlight, it was faintly visible that among the camps without camping walls, only dozens of tents stood in a staggered manner in the night.

The camp was built at the foot of the hill and was less than two hundred paces away. The distance between the tents was only three or five paces. The carts loaded with grain and goods were linked together to form a temporary barracks. About 100 steps north of the camp is the gallop road. When the two of them made their plans, they were already familiar with this terrain and landform.

Li Yanzhi and Liu Jiwu divided the 100 cavalry into two teams and followed the plan agreed upon: Li Yanzhi led a group of people to rush into the camp first and set fire to the tent. The unsuspecting camp is bound to be in chaos as a result. The cavalry led by Li Yanzhi was not in love with war, and its purpose was to add as much chaos to this camp as possible by charging across the camp. At the same time, he rushed to the other end of the camp and formed a kind of encirclement with Liu Jiwu, who charged later, to entrap this improvised camp.

Liu Jiwu's cavalry rushed in later, and after Li Yanzhi had created chaos before, it was difficult for the enemy troops in the camp to assemble in a short period of time for an effective counterattack. And Liu Jiwu's task is to kill and wound as many enemy soldiers in the camp as possible during this period of time when the enemy army has not yet reacted, so that even if the enemy army has the spare strength to counterattack under the command of the generals later, there will not be enough manpower to pose a threat to his cavalry.

Li Yanzhi summoned Tao Heng on the side and asked him to take ten of the battalion's more skilled cavalrymen to approach the camp on foot and clear out the enemy soldiers on the periphery. Tao Heng received the order, summoned more than a dozen horsemen, and abandoned his horse and walked towards the enemy camp. For a while, the rest of the generals and cavalry were all extremely nervous watching the actions of Tao Heng and the others.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Tao Heng led the dozen or so horsemen back, and said that the sentries on the periphery of the camp had all been cleared. Li Yanzhi turned over and got on his horse, and the generals behind him also followed suit. Seeing that everyone was already sitting firmly on horseback, Li Yanzhi pulled out the ring knife at his waist, pointed obliquely at the quiet camp in the night, and blew a short bamboo whistle.

After the bamboo whistle sounded, Li Yanzhi took the fifty or so cavalry under his command and rushed straight to the defenseless camp. The soldiers first took their bows and built them, and poured two waves of arrows into the camp. Then, with another short bamboo whistle from Li Yanzhi, they took out the fire folds one after another, flipped them in the wind, and then took out the torches tied to their belts and lit them one after another, and for a time the road to the camp was bright. The cavalry crashed into the camp without stopping, and then threw the lit torches onto the camp's scattered tents. For a while, the fire was soaring!

"Kill!" Li Yanzhi roared, the spear in his hand stretched out from one side, and he had overturned a tent in front of him. The enemy soldiers, who had just been awakened in the tent, were unprepared and did not know what had happened. With a bewildered expression, he looked at the horsemen whistling past in his own camp.

It wasn't until the people around him were shot with blood spraying on their faces that these Zhao soldiers came to their senses. They shouted about the enemy attack while hurriedly getting dressed. However, many had fallen to their swords and spears before they could put on their armor, and by the light of the fire they saw the cavalry who dared to attack them. A Zhao soldier shouted in surprise, "Horse bandits! Then his head was cut off by a ring-headed knife sticking out of the oblique thorn.

Li Yanzhi led his subordinates to gallop towards the other side of the camp quickly. The chaos in the camp is likely to continue for a while. The horsemen around him were still throwing torches, fire crackers, and other fire-starters into the tent that had not yet burned. For a moment, the cracking sound of the tents burning in the camp, the frightened screams of Zhao Bing, and the almost inaudible sound of knives and guns penetrating flesh weaved a chilling urging song over the camp.

A Zhao soldier rushed out of his tent in a messy manner. What caught his eye was the blinding light of the fire, and his own subordinates scurrying around. The general was furious for a moment. When he saw the figure of the enemy rushing through the camp, he couldn't help but be even more angry. He yelled, "Gather together! Formation! "It didn't work much in the noise.

The annoyed general grabbed a soldier who ran past him, threw him on the ground and shouted: "It's just a group of horse bandits, why panic? Get up for Lao Tzu and pick up weapons to defend against the enemy! ”

Li Yanzhi led his troops to rush out of the camp, slowed down his horse speed and ran for another half a mile, and then blew a long note from the bamboo whistle in his mouth. The horsemen turned their horses in an orderly manner and trotted slowly towards the camp that they had just crossed.

A few of the soldiers in the camp were already frightened. When Li Yanzhi led his men to charge back, he saw many undressed soldiers running out of the camp. When they heard the dull sound of cloth-covered horses' hooves striking the ground, they were even more terrified by the moonlight when they saw the ghostly horsemen rushing towards the camp. Some turned and rushed back to the camp, while others scattered and fled in all directions.

Li Yanzhi didn't have the time to care about the rout soldiers who were scattered and fled at this time. The bamboo whistle in his mouth made a short, powerful sound again. When the horsemen heard this whistle, they urged their horses to speed up, each with a sword and a gun, and continued to launch a second charge towards the camp.

When Liu Jiwu led his troops into the camp, the chaotic enemy soldiers scattered everywhere because of fear and panic. Liu Jiwu led these cavalry soldiers to chase and kill the scattered enemy soldiers in different directions. The well-trained cavalry formed an army of five or five, wantonly chasing and cutting down the enemy soldiers fleeing in the camp. For a moment no one could stop them. As the horses galloped and stretched out their knives and spears, chopping melons and chopping vegetables to slaughter the enemy, the discomfort of the new recruits in this team who first entered the battlefield and saw blood and killing quickly passed.

On top of the galloping horses, the adrenaline of the horsemen was fully stimulated. Facing a group of unprepared enemy foot soldiers, rushing back and forth, I suddenly felt hearty. The camp was already full of the corpses of the fallen Zhao army's untidy foot soldiers, but how could this group of murderous cavalry be willing to give up? The cavalry of the fifty-fifty army sent out by Liu Jiwu fought until the edge of the camp before encountering some organized resistance.

The generals of the Zhao army, who came to their senses, gathered all the soldiers around them who could be summoned together at this time. Although they rushed to fight at this time, because their own lives were involved, no one among these soldiers dared to be careless. Although their hands held knives and guns, they all trembled with nervousness and panic. However, their will to fight is unprecedentedly firm.

Two teams of deadly horsemen ran straight at the enemy soldiers at the edge of the camp. But what awaited them were the spears and swords that these people held in their hands to save their lives. Seeing that several cavalry soldiers had been killed in a row, the commanders of the three corps who came here woke up like a dream, and hurriedly asked their subordinate cavalry to gather their formations and move closer in the direction of Liu Jiwu.

Although Liu Jiwu's generals suffered a small setback, this did not dampen their enthusiasm for slaughtering the enemy. After listening to the reports of the returning captains, Liu Jiwu also set his eyes on the enemy troops gathered in a corner of the camp.

However, before Liu Jiwu could make arrangements for those stubborn enemy soldiers, shouts of killing had already sounded outside the camp. Liu Jiwu raised his head and looked fixedly, but it was Li Yanzhi who led his troops to kill him. As Li Yanzhi's troops joined the battle group, except for a few enemy soldiers gathered in the camp, the sporadic stubborn resistance in other places became weaker and weaker......

Liu Jiwu rode his horse to meet Li Yanzhi and reported to Li Yanzhi about the current situation in the camp. It will not be easy for those enemy troops who have gathered together to resist stubbornly to kill them one by one. What's more, if you want to attack, then you will have to sacrifice a lot of people. In today's situation, such sacrifices can be said to be meaningless.

Li Yanzhi borrowed the torches made by the surrounding soldiers to see the black pressed group of people in the camp divided into several pieces, he frowned and thought for a moment, and then said to Liu Jiwu expressionlessly: "Let go of the arrows!" ”

Liu Jiwu nodded, then picked up the bamboo whistle and put it to his mouth to blow a long note, and at the same time raised his hand and shouted: "Control!" ”

After hearing the long sound, the soldiers who turned back and gathered together heard this command, and they drew their bows and arrows one after another. All sorts of arrows were directed at the enemy forces still gathered in the camp, intent on recalcitrant resistance.

"Put!" With Liu Jiwu's order, the horsemen loosened the bowstring in their hands one after another, and the arrows were splashed towards the black crowd in pieces.

Three rounds of arrows rained down in a row, and there were already many screams and wails among the enemy soldiers gathered in the darkness. It echoed in the night sky, but it looked extremely terrifying.

"Stop!" Li Yanzhi raised his hand. When the soldiers around them saw this signal, they put down the bows and arrows they were holding high. Li Yanzhi looked at Liu Jiwu lightly: "Tell them that those who descend will not be killed." ”

Among the several Zhao army infantry gathered in the camp, many people have fallen under the baptism of several rounds of arrow rain. There are still many injured people in the middle, and they are also struggling to breathe at this time. These waves of arrows have almost extinguished all their hopes for life.

While they waited for the next rain of arrows, the terrible horse bandits stopped their attacks. Instead, they gathered together, and in the middle of their formation, they were shouting a slogan with great clarity.

"Those who descend will not be killed! Those who descend will not be killed! As this voice became clearer and clearer to the ears of those Zhao Jun's foot soldiers who were still resisting, the originally disillusioned desire to survive was revived at this time. However, no one dared to act rashly. None of them knew if they dropped their weapons, whether these Tongze around them would give them a knife first.

"Those who descend will not be killed! If there is no one who descends, we will continue to release arrows! As a hearty cheer sounded in the formation of those horse bandits, someone among the Zhao soldiers finally dropped their weapons, and then ran towards the horse bandits without a life.