At dusk, more than 700 horsemen were hidden in the mountains and forests more than 20 miles south of Linqiang County. The big battle was approaching, but the cavalry did not feel nervous at all, but most of them were sleeping in the temporary foothold. In order to recharge their energy and prepare for a night attack on the enemy camp at night.

Ma Ping had already ordered Fan Ting and Wu Jianbin to lead more than 200 people back to Xiping to build a pontoon bridge. When Fan Ting and the others heard that they were going to lead their troops to build a pontoon bridge and were about to miss tonight's sneak attack on the enemy camp, they were very dissatisfied. However, with the military order in hand, he had to reluctantly lead the troops away.

The ten people in Li Yanzhao's department are obviously not as good as these battle-hardened veterans beside him. I heard that the enemy camp was going to be attacked at night. They looked nervous and excited, or hesitant and afraid. And between the two worlds, the two military brigades, but Li Yanzhao, who was in battle for the first time, was not much better than them.

He was lying on the ground, leaning his head against a large rock, and chewing a straw stick in his mouth to force him to calm down. But I was anxious in my heart. The rebellion of the Bald Ministry took place so hastily. But what about his own decision to attack the camp? What if you make a mistake? With nearly a thousand horsemen beside him, how many can they come back after tonight?

What about the brothers under his own who advance and retreat together, one sleeps on the bed, and the other stirs the horse spoon in the pot? Will they be able to come back? How will you explain to their families?

Who doesn't have parents, wives and children, and is away on the expedition, and who doesn't look forward to the safe return of their relatives at home? If these soldiers lose their lives and make senseless sacrifices because of their own decision-making mistakes, where will they go? If that's the case, I'd better die here. Li Yanzhao thought about it secretly for a long time in his heart, and finally made a decision for himself after making a mistake.

But think about it. Historically, most of the things of swords and soldiers have been very dangerous. Those who make good use of soldiers are all noble, fast, unpredictable, and very smart. And what about the bald part? At the beginning of August, the eighth and ninth months had already captured Linqiang, and the troops plundered in all directions.

Today, August 15 is about to pass, and the bald rebels are still stationed in Linqiang, plundering in all directions. For five or six days in a row, he did not encounter setbacks, which must have encouraged the arrogance of this bald and orphaned person and his subordinates. It must be a secret to think about it. Li Yanzhao comforted himself in his heart.

Fortunately, when he was just starting out, he met a pig opponent. This opponent is likely to become his own advancement. Thinking about it like this, he was a little inexplicably excited. So in the chaos of thoughts in his mind, he fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, the flames appeared. Li Yanzhao rode a horse, holding a knife, and felt that he was in a sea of fire. All around were a dense crowd of aliens in bearded robes and hats, armed with bows and arrows, aiming at themselves, or holding swords, smirking at themselves, revealing a mouthful of jagged yellow teeth. Li Yanzhao looked at the ghost painting in front of him, and those Hu people were brandishing knives and guns in front of the fire, smiling.

Li Yanzhao raised his eyes and looked around. The ground was littered with the corpses of his own soldiers. He panicked, and looked at them carefully, trying to make out the familiar faces. Ma Duwei, Wei Duwei, Fan Ting, Wang Mao, Wu Jianbin, Cao Jian, Liu Jiwu, Niu Erzhuang, Qin Dayong, Cui Yang, Han Wencan...... His own superiors and his subordinates all opened their eyes angrily, and they still had unwilling faces. They all looked at him, staring at him without blinking.

On the ground all around, the corpses were stacked on top of each other, all of which were the robes that had eaten and lived with him for the past few days, and at this time, they were all dead. They were all staring at him with a dead eye. Everyone's eyes were on him, and when they looked at him, it was his decision-making mistake that killed everyone in front of him. All the cavalry in the two armies of Guangwu and Xiping, as well as the county soldiers of Lingju, Zhiyang, and Yongdeng counties. They are all dead.

"Ahh ~~~~~~~~~~~" Li Yanzhao shouted, carrying a knife and squeezing the horse's belly and rushing towards the nearest Hu rebel who was holding a bow and arrow at him with a ghostly smile, he raised his knife high, just wanting to split the ghostly face in front of him in half, to relieve his fear at this time, to comfort all the dead robe brothers beside him, to make an imperfect footnote to his failed decision.

His eyes widened angrily, but he only heard a sound of breaking the air in his ears, and he felt a pain in his body, and then his whole body was light, and his body had fallen off the horse uncontrollably.

There was still the last trace of consciousness left of himself, and when he saw a few Hu people come to his side, he made up for himself who was already full of arrows, and the two of them shook their heads and looked at him and sighed: "These official and military dogs are really useless." ”

Li Yanzhao sat up suddenly, but it was still a deep night in front of him, and the horsemen were still resting beside him, and Ma Duwei was still holding a leather water bag and drinking water, while nibbling on half a piece of dry and hard Hu Biscuit. It turned out that Fang Cai was actually his own Nan Ke dream.

"Dreams are reversed, dreams are reversed." After Li Yanzhao woke up, he also repeated this sentence silently to comfort himself. He untied the water bladder and threw his head back on his face, feeling the cold water pour over his eyes and nose, over his cheeks, over his ears, over his chin, and finally into his neck. Then he poured some more water into his mouth. It wasn't until the cold water ran down his throat that he felt regained consciousness.

He turned his head sideways and asked Ma Duwei, who was still nibbling on the bread next to him, "What time is it?" While chewing, Ma Duwei looked up at the sky, and then opened his mouth that was still chewing the cake, and replied indistinctly: "It's three quarters of the hour." ”

"Is there any situation reported by the brothers of the sentry ahead?" Li Yanzhao asked again.

Ma Duwei poured a few mouthfuls of water, chewed the piece of Hu cake, and swallowed it with the water. Said: "The brothers in front are watching, the thieves will be a sentry every hour, and when the ugly sentry is handed over, the sentry in front will quietly kill the thief sentry, and we will launch a surprise attack." Caught him off guard. Captain Ma Du took out another half of the cake, and as he spoke, his eyes lit up, and then he bit down on the half of the cake as if it were the rebels of the thieves. Li Yanzhao frowned for a while.

"How about the enemy camp?" Li Yanzhao was still uneasy in his heart, and continued to ask.

"Ahem, that's bad." Captain Ma replied vaguely. "There are several sleeping on the sentry post, wiping their necks, and there is something between them."

When Li Yanzhao heard this, the uneasiness in his heart did not ease in the slightest. "What about the enemy outpost?"

"I didn't see a single sentry on the outgoing sentry." Ma Duwei was still casually fighting Hu Cake while calmly answering Li Yanzhao's question.

When Li Yanzhao heard this, he slapped his thigh and shouted: "Bad thing, the enemy may have found out about our army's actions." ”

Ma Ping, who heard Li Yanzhao's words, stopped chewing and looked at him suspiciously.

"The bald man has been nomadic for many years, and has lived in the land of the river for I don't know how many years, on the grassland, the danger is abnormal, and it is an axiom that the weak eat the strong. If the baldness department is so lax, how can it survive to this day? Li Yanzhao looked at the looming fire in Linqiang County, as if he had come out of his soul, and muttered.

Hearing this, a soldier beside him immediately sat up, not sleepy. But they all listened to Li Yanzhao's words.

"Pretending to be completely defenseless, but trying to lure my department into the bait, this bald hair and loneliness must be a good plan. If it weren't for the calmness, maybe I would have really gotten this person's way. ”

All the sergeants beside him have changed color. Yes, if everyone rushed into the enemy's camp, and the enemy army had made some arrangements, these nearly 1,000 cavalry soldiers would be in a catastrophe.

"Please give the order of the commander, our army immediately go out to the front of the enemy camp, after arriving, all the non-commissioned officers immediately arrange fortifications, dig a wide pit, when raiding, must be divided into two parts, one of the first to go forward, the enemy camp with rockets, if the enemy camp is in chaos, the other part will join forces with it, quickly rush into the enemy camp to create chaos."

"If the enemy is already prepared, the enemy will send his elite cavalry out of the camp to pursue him, and our cavalry will return at once, and order him to lead the enemy into our pit formation, and the other will respond, and when the enemy enters the pit, he will attack with bows and arrows, and then the troops will immediately withdraw and not be in battle. The enemy does not know what we are doing, and they will not dare to chase after us for a long time. In this way, our army can return to Xiping overnight and cross the Huangshui. It depends on the enemy's movements. Li Yanzhao bowed his hand to Ma Pingdao.

Ma Ping heard this arrangement, thought about it, but said: "That's it." Passing on the order of our army, the whole army went out and hid in the woods two miles south of the enemy camp. When they arrived, one of them was left to look after the horses, and the rest went to dig a pit. The army hurriedly got up and obeyed.

At this time, Ma Ping gradually began to understand Li Yanzhao. At first, he was amazed that this young man was willing to do such a job as raising horses, and he did it well. Later, the young man's plan was moved, and Ma Ping was amazed by the strategy in his chest. At this time, Ma Ping began to know that no matter how unfavorable the situation was, this young man's followers could emerge in an endless stream.

Fortunately, this person is a friend and foe. Thinking of this, Ma Ping felt a trace of inexplicable happiness in his heart.

The armies got up, their horses were wrapped in hooves, and nearly a thousand people quietly approached the enemy camp in the south of Linqiang. In just half an hour, they had approached the edge of the woods only two miles from the enemy's camp. The people had already done according to orders, leaving one man to watch over the horses, and the rest digging pits with shovels, pickaxes, axes, and even knives and spears.

Li Yanzhao even made a unified specification: the pit is about six feet deep, three feet square, and the branches of the trees are sharpened and inserted at the bottom of the pit. It is a matter of the lives of the soldiers themselves, and no one complains about it, and they are all able to dig hard. At this moment, Li Yanzhao and Cao Jian and Niu Erzhuang were holding knives and guns and digging vigorously on the ground. A three-foot-square, six-foot-deep pit has begun to take shape. On the side, Han Wencan and Wang Qiang were vigorously chopping and sharpening wooden strips and placing them in a row on the ground.

Considering that he would need to withdraw if he had a cavalry in front of him in case of disadvantage, Ma Duwei ordered everyone to dig the pits on both sides of the front of the mountain side and the Huangshui bank, which were more than 100 zhang wide, leaving a passage more than 10 zhang wide in the center without digging the pit. If the enemy pursues them, just wait for your own people to pass and sprinkle thistles in the undug passage.

Ma Ping saw that everyone was busy and energetic, and looked up at the sky again. It's ugly.