Chapter 29: Lack of Food

Following.

Liu Yu summoned Chen Ping, Guo Jia, Guan Yu, Zhao Yun, Liu Sandao, Zhou Cang, and Ren Fei to come to the tent to discuss the plan.

"King, from here to Chen County, there are only two passes, as long as you get out of the pass, you can go to Chen County to gather the princes of the Han Kingdom, and when the time comes, the coalition army will be able to punish the Li thief." Guo Jia stood up and bowed.

"Well, you think you start from that level." Above the tent, Liu Yu asked in a deep voice.

"It should be fought at the Mianshui Pass, although there are many soldiers and a wide range of food at this pass, but the general guarding the pass is a brave and unscrupulous, and most of the people who can sit in this official position rely on relationships."

"Okay, that's it."

At this time, Ren Fei frowned and said: "It's just that there is not much food left, I'm afraid that before we reach the Mianshui Pass, we will run out of food."

"Zi's threats are reasonable, as the saying goes, the soldiers and horses are at the end, the grain and grass go first, and the food is the top priority of the army, and we must find a way to solve it."

Liu Yu looked sad, complained about the system in his heart, and refused to borrow the king's value again, saying that he would return the last time first.

Just when everyone was worried, Guo Jia smiled slightly, and said: "Through this mountain, there is a Zhoujiazhuang in Nancheng County, sixty miles to the south, the owner of the village, Zhou Qun and Zhou Ziming, are prosperous, quite rich, 10,000 stones of grain and grass are not a problem, this person does all kinds of evil, and he is a bully in this area."

"Without further ado, the soldiers are fast".

An army lacking food is like a bird without wings and a wolf without fangs.

A moment passed.

With the melodious horn, more than 1,000 people followed Liu Yu and others, with tents and the only remaining food, left the cottage and shuttled through the vast mountains. At this time, Ren Fei's heart couldn't calm down for a long time, and a trace of wet tears gradually appeared in the corners of his eyes: "Farewell, Longpanzhai, when you go back to that time, it will be the time for a certain prince."

Bloodbath Zhouzhuang, bloodshed Zhouzhuang". At the same time, the whole army raised its arms and shook its arms, covering the nine days, more than 1,000 people held high the banner, carried the ladder, and under the leadership of Liu Yu, they killed Zhouzhuang, and its momentum was like a monstrous wave. The momentum of a thousand people is not small, although it is still two miles away, but the rumbling sound of horses' hooves is still discovered by the patrol Zhuang Ding on the city wall, and hurriedly beat the gong to warn: "There is an enemy attack, the whole village is on alert."

Just as Zhuang Ding was beating gongs and drums, five hundred strong Zhuang Ding fish came rushing in, all with bows and arrows, aiming ahead, ready for defense.

Liu Yu looked far away, saw that the city wall was full of archers, and stretched out his hand to order the army to pause: "There are archers in ambush on the city wall, I am afraid that before they get close to the city wall, they will be shot into hedgehogs, which will only increase casualties."

Guo Jia hung the wine jug on his waist and said with a smile: "Defeat by fraud, only a general with dozens of light horsemen to call the battle, after a few rounds of battle, then flee back with defeat, lead the snake out of the hole, and the army is ambushed here and wipe them out."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Yun grabbed the gentian bright silver spear and volunteered: "Military advisor, Yun is willing to go."

"Okay, but although General Zilong is excellent in martial arts, he is still cautious."

"No". Zhao Yun took the order, held a gentian bright silver spear, rubbed one foot on the horse's belly, and led more than 40 light horsemen to ride the horse and whip towards Zhouzhuang.

"Shoot". A man dressed as a leader, spotting a cavalry killing, quickly gave the order.

Whoosh.

More than 500 arrows shot out like lightning with lightning speed, like meteors catching the moon, one after another, and the sky was filled with arrows in an instant.

At the moment of shooting, the archer immediately drew arrows from the quiver hanging from his waist, and fired the next round one after another, and the arrows in the sky fell like rain.

Zhao Yun hurriedly swung his gun to block a few flying arrows, in the face of such a fierce attack, even if his martial arts were world-renowned, he was helpless at this time, let alone scolding, he was pierced through the throat before he could scold.

But the dozens of light horsemen behind were miserable, they had Zhao Yun's martial arts, and several of them were shot at once, and they turned on their backs.

"Raise the shield". Zhao Yun shouted, then turned over and dismounted, squatted down, and seven or eight wooden shields shrouded more than 20 people, only a few were shot by arrows through the gaps in the wooden shields because of bad luck.

"Retreat". Zhao Yun immediately gave a decisive order, otherwise he would not be able to stop it with the wooden shield alone. More than 20 people held wooden shields and slowly moved backwards, quickly out of range.

On the city wall, Zhuang Ding's leader looked like lightning: "Dozens of people dare to come here to be presumptuous, they have wasted so many arrows, and they still want to escape, so that you know what is there and no return."

A doorman next to him persuaded: "Don't chase after the poor, be careful of ambushes."

The leader did not pay attention to it, but shouted: "Pass the order, the cavalry will be divided into two teams, and follow me out of the village to kill the enemy."

The city gate was wide open, and more than 700 cavalry were divided into two teams, and with the leader leading the team, they went to pursue Zhao Yun and others.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun became excited, and deliberately slowed down his speed so that the pursuers could come.

"Just in front, kill one, admire the beauty."

More than 700 cavalrymen were red-eyed, not to mention how happy they were, and they pounced like wolves seeing sheep. As everyone knows, the more they go ahead, the sooner they die, when they go to the bushes.

At this moment, there was a sound of scurrying in the bushes, and a thousand soldiers came out of it, forming an encirclement momentum, surrounding more than 700 cavalry in the center.

"Cloth encircles the cone array".

Before the cavalry could react, soldiers from all sides formed a cone, like a sharp sword, and attacked the enemy's formation, crushing seven hundred cavalry.

The arrangement of the conical array is to make it like a sharp sword. If its forward is not sharp, it cannot penetrate the enemy's line; If its two wings are not sharp, it cannot cut off the enemy; If its main body is not strong, it cannot be arranged in a conical array. Therefore, the forward of the tapered formation must be sharp, the wings must be light and sharp, and the main body must be strong. Such a conical formation can break through the enemy formation and cut off the enemy army.

"Stabilize your position and break through the ......". Before the leader could finish speaking, a long sword slit his throat, and at that moment, he regretted not listening to the doorman.

The leader is the soul of the army, and seeing that the leader is dead, seven hundred are like a plate of scattered sand, the suicide of suicide, the surrender of surrender.

Half committed suicide, half surrendered, these people were not villagers of Zhouzhuang, so they were accepted by Liu Yu, who was short of soldiers, and after statistics, the number of surrenderers was just 300, and the army was strengthened.

Liu Yu ordered: "Pass on my military order, the main force of Zhouzhuang will die, and the main force of Zhouzhuang will die, and now take Zhouzhuang in one go."

The horn sounded, and more than a thousand people held wooden shields one after another, stepping towards Zhouzhuang step by step.

Whoosh. Arrows were scattered from the walls of the city.

Undaunted by the arrows, the soldiers raised their wooden shields and took firm steps to lift the ladder to the wall.

"Put on your sword and cut the ladder."

Brush.

Guan Yu took the lead, stepped on the city wall, swung a knife, and at the same time knocked several big knives that slashed over, and then the big knife turned into a light and shadow, swept out, and only this time, at least five people fell to the ground with their hands covering their throats.

Seeing that Guan Yu was so brave, Zhao Yun did not show weakness, jumped to the head of the city, took out the gentian bright silver spear on his back, and directly killed the crowd, the snow-white silver spear was stained blood red by blood, as if entering a no-man's land, Zhao Yun's decisive posture of killing, in Zhuang Ding's eyes, almost like a nightmare made them afraid, this group of people staggered back, no one dared to kill Zhao Yun at all.

After a fierce battle, more than 1,000 Zhuang Ding were driven off the wall, and under the leadership of Zhang Liao and Zhao Yun, they directly entered the village.