Chapter Twenty-Eight: Everything in the Camp Volume

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and three hundred iron horsemen rushed into the chaos, as if they were in a no-man's land, under the leadership of Xiahou Yuan and Xiahou Dun, they attacked left and right, killing the yellow scarf dizzy, and there was no power to counterattack.

Rolling iron hooves and bright spears completely wiped out the already small advantages of the yellow turban. There are many soldiers against the elite soldiers, and the two sides are getting more and more energetic as they fight, and no one has the intention of withdrawing troops.

Seeing the tragic situation of the yellow turban under the city, although Zhang Yu couldn't bear it, he didn't send a signal to retreat, but he just suffered Sun Xia, and the young master's hand became more and more powerful.

Zhang Yu is patient, waiting, and praying for the moment of final victory, not only the victory on the battlefield under the city, but also in the distance, the place that has left the battlefield.

"General, the people who left the city have been summoned here, please give the general an order!"

Li Le looked at the hundreds of yellow scarves beside him, although they were all yellow and thin, as if they only had half a life left, but their eyes revealed infinite fighting intent, and the oath to the yellow scarves in their lives made them fearless at the moment.

They are deserters who escaped from Luoyang, and they are also Zhang Yu's deliberate dark army, Zhang Yu thought perfectly, such a deserter, one can make Cao Jun think that the city is really in turmoil, and the soldiers defected, so that they were paralyzed and careless, and second, they could be taken by surprise, gather troops outside the city, launch a surprise attack, and affect the life and death of Luoyang.

Thinking about it like this, Zhang Yu followed Cao Jun's intentions, and he "disturbed" Luoyang's military morale.

finally waited for the opportunity, Zhang Yu's calculations, there was no big mistake. Although the Cao army only went out of the camp to fight after picking the camp three times, they did not have the slightest worry or defense, they believed in their eyes too much.

Looking at the camp of the enemy army at the foot of the mountain, it seems that there are only a few dozen guards, standing sluggishly standing in place and guarding the camp, and most of the soldiers are fighting with the yellow turbans in the front, not here. But why can't I see those hateful siege equipment of the ladder rushing car, could it be that I was also taken out of the camp?

Li Le recalled the young master's explanation, held down his restless heart, and then ordered,

"Command, silence, approach, search for the granary!"

"No!" The voice of the reply was very small, and the sound of the march was even quieter, and he did not dare to make the slightest noise all the way, for fear of startling the birds in the trees, and even more so of the battalion sergeants.

In ancient wars, grain and grass were extremely important, Zhang Yu also heard the old saying that the soldiers did not move the grain and grass first, and then there was the famine in Luoyang in the past few days, which further confirmed this theory, grain and grass are the blood of the army, and the granary is naturally the heart of the army.

Attack its heart, break its vital point, if you can take its military rations, it can solve the danger of famine in Luoyang, Zhang Yu arranged like this, killing two birds with one stone, if it is successful, then Luoyang will be born.

Xiahoudun would never have thought that he would send people to guard Luoyang day and night to prevent the Yellow Turbans from attacking the camp, but he could never imagine that he could not prevent the so-called deserters, those half-dead deserters. Together with Xiahou Yuan, he was immersed in the sea of the battlefield and couldn't extricate himself.

Sneaking in the forest is not a difficult thing for Li Le and the Yellow Turban, after all, they have lived in the mountains and forests for a long time, and they have long been accustomed to the things in the forest.

What's even more excessive is that Li Le found the granary without wasting his efforts. Li Le was very excited, he knew that the young master's strategy had been accomplished, even if he couldn't bring back the food, he would never stay. Seeing that outside the granary, there were only three or two soldiers stationed outside, and remembering that when he was lurking just now, he didn't see the soldiers in the camp, Li Le moved to kill.

glanced at his subordinates and told them to prepare for war, and a moment later, the roar of the yellow turban sounded in Cao Ying, Li Le rushed ahead, and the big knife slashed at a soldier guarding the warehouse, the soldier didn't have time to shout, he didn't notice anyone attacking at all.

The knife in his hand fell, that was the first knife to win, Li Le slashed very hard, but why didn't he see red? Why does it feel so strange to cut off?

At a fixed look, Li Le was surprised, no wonder this soldier did not react, it was just a straw dummy, and the rest of the soldiers were also surprised to find that the camp was completely empty, and those scattered guards were all dummies.

rushed to the granary in a panic, kicked open the door, and the barn door collapsed, where was there any grain inside, empty, nothing, just like Li Le's heart, empty.

It must be the cunning rabbit three holes that the young master said! Go deeper, explore more, and never stop until you find it!

"General Sun, you said that General Li and they have not succeeded, why has there been no news for so long?"

"I want to come soon, but can the young master?" Sun Xia wanted Zhang Yu to loosen his clenched hand, and if he pulled it again, his clothes would be torn, but unfortunately Zhang Yu didn't give him a chance to finish.

"General Sun, why don't you transfer some soldiers from the south and north of the city to help here, what does the general think?"

"Well, I'm afraid it's not proper, there are not many soldiers in the south and north of the city, and it may be dangerous to transfer again. Is it okay for the young master? ”

"The enemy's siege equipment is all in the camp outside this gate, there is not much pressure in the south and north of the city, and there is no danger."

"The young master is reasonable, but can the young master go first."

Sun Xia's words were still not finished, but this time it was not Zhang Yu who interrupted him, but the soldier who gave the order.

"Report to the general, the two enemy forces in the south and north of the city have begun to attack the city!"

"Why are they attacking the city?!" Zhang Yu was puzzled, there was no ladder, there was no rush, what did you use to attack the strong city wall, how did you break through the thick city gate? He really didn't believe in his ears, and he didn't believe that Cao's army could attack the city.

"The enemy is rushing to the car well fence, and the siege is imminent!"

How can it be? At this moment, Zhang Yu was puzzled, when will Cao Jun's siege equipment be transferred? Why don't you know at all, why is there no power to attack the city, but the Cao army under the city is still fighting to the death? Why exactly?

There was no time to think about why, Zhang Yu quickly relieved himself from his incomprehension and shock, and hurriedly raised the flag as a signal, ordering Yang Feng, Xu Huang, and Han Zhong to withdraw their troops immediately. The three people outside the city killed in the dark, and after a while, they found the signal to retreat, although they were reluctant to fight, but they still obeyed the order of the young lord and returned to Luoyang.

However, just as the Yellow Turban did not give the Cao army a retreat, the Cao army also did not give the Yellow Turban a retreat.

The two Xiahou generals didn't know why the Yellow Turban suddenly withdrew their troops, but the war spirit in their hearts made them not want to stop the battle and ordered the pursuit. The minions of the Xiahou cavalry tore the retreating yellow scarves to death, even if the troops were withdrawn, they would also let the yellow scarves lose their skin.

At this time, Zhang Yu's heart was like the Yangtze River bursting its embankment, and he collapsed, and he was busy asking Sun Xia to take him to the south of the city, and ordered Hu Cai to hurry to the north of the city to command the defense of the city. Sun Xia didn't care about the tearing of his clothes, carried Zhang Yu on his back, ran down the city tower quickly, and went straight to the south of the city.

Outside the south of the city, in a humble camp, with a case and an incense burner, there is a middle-aged scribe inside, who is spreading out the scroll and reading it carefully, he always gives people a feeling that he can see through everything.

Behind him is a granary that has just been erected, and the grain in it is piled up, which makes people greedy.

Not far in front of the camp, a pile of weeds burned and billowing wolf smoke rose, I don't know what the signal was.

The scribe was very slow to read the scroll, and when he turned the page, he always had to brush his beard, read it for a while, and when he saw what he liked, he dipped the brush in ink and made careful notes, and it could be seen that he liked to read very much, and the scroll would always teach him a lot, such as calculating the plan.

The camp is quiet and great for scroll watching. It's not as noisy as Luoyang City, the siege is vast, it's too noisy.