"The south wind has stopped."

"The wind blows for a long time during the day, and it is naturally easy to stop at night, this is common sense, whether it is in Lu or Jin, it is like this."

Yan Gao's hand was raised in the air, feeling the force of the wind blowing through his fingertips, and the master had taught him that to become an excellent archer, he must not be familiar with the direction of the wind.

The wind brings not only the sense of touch, but also the sense of hearing, across the Fan camp, Yan Gao can hear the shouting and killing by the Qinshui River, the sound of war drums is getting louder and louder, and even the sound of weapons hitting is clear in the ears at night, and then the screams can be heard from afar. The screams came one after another, and they were blown by the night wind, and I didn't know if it came from the enemy or from my own side.

This meant that the Zhao soldiers on the west bank of Qinshui began to cross the river to fight, and Zhao Wuxian also asked his soldiers to attack the outer camp from the rear to contain the Fan army.

And the main force among them is naturally the crossbowmen led by Yan Gao.

"Go a hundred paces away!" He shouted the order, and then stepped forward with his archers, glancing at the crossbowmen hundreds of paces away.

Unlike the crossbow soldiers, who were mostly recruited by the Jin and Song dynasties, the five hundred archers under Yan were all from the Lu State, and when fighting, they did not belong to the military pawn system, but to the right army of the Lu State. So on weekdays, the two branches of the military are quite interested in competing with each other.

Yan Gao vaguely felt that the crossbowmen were the descendants of the lord, and the crossbows in their hands were the key research and development objects of the craftsman's workshop, and the bow material was given priority to crossbow making, second to bow making, so Yan Gao always wanted the archers to prove that they were superior to the crossbowmen and change the prejudice in the army.

In the first battle of Muye, he shot Handan Ji to death, and was greatly praised by Zhao Wuxian, and the line of fire was promoted to the brigade commander of the archer brigade, and the Lu archers can also proudly raise their chests in front of the crossbowmen, and tonight, they can't fall behind!

In fact, except for foot archers and crossbowmen. Dongzhao also has another long-range firepower unit, that is, light cavalry. With horned bows in their saddles and swords pinned to their waists, they could act as both archers and assault horsemen, as the crossbowmen approached the enemy camp from both flanks. In addition to the shieldmen in front of the protection, the cavalry also took advantage of their speed to sweep in front of the Fan camp and shoot arrows at the camp with bows to suppress the Fan shooters.

Because of Yang Hu's feint attack and sneaking plan, Fan's soldiers were greatly pinned down by the Qinshui, especially the shooters were transferred, and the outer camp was only garrisoned by one division, so it was impossible to organize an effective counterattack in a hurry. So brave sporadic arrows. The sappers, who specialize in bridge building, quickly filled in several ravines, allowing the crossbowmen to get within range.

Their weapon tonight was the "Flame Arrow", also known as the "Smoke Arrow", which was a special arrow coated with animal anointing oil, which was lit with torches and fired into the enemy camp with the help of fire. You can get twice the result with half the effort in the night battle.

Yan Gao specially used the same bow as his subordinates, and tried to shoot it once. Accurately fall into the enemy camp.

He smiled smugly and ordered: "Stop, ignition, shoot from the back within ninety paces, fire a salvo, and then shoot freely!" ”

Forthwith. Yan Gao quickly lit the arrow on the torch held by the people in the back row, and then stepped on his horse and made a posture of shooting the moon with his head up. The rest of the archers were in the same vein, four hundred bows spread out in unison, and the tight bows creaked. The igniting arrows were aimed diagonally at the night sky.

A moment later. A sharp whistle sounded, and hundreds of rockets lit with anointing oil pierced the sky, they burned, glowed, and after flying to the highest point, they fell diagonally towards the Fan's outer camp.

It's like a meteor shower that pierces the night sky!

……

The rocket fell, and Fan's camp suddenly became chaotic.

The camp was built by cutting down trees along the river and smearing them with river mud, but these days the sun is dry and dry. The fire could be extinguished at first, but the fire outside the camp continued, and it didn't take long for several wooden walls and watchtowers to catch fire and smoke.

However, there must be experienced people in the enemy camp to command, and the Fan soldiers in the camp were organized one by one, taking water from the water, fighting the fire with sand and soil, and also pulling a group of archers, and began to launch a counterattack outside the camp.

But Yan Gao was not in a hurry, and did not even let his subordinates retreat, but gritted his teeth against the scattered enemy arrows and continued to throw smoke arrows.

For they were not to be ashamed, for the rival crossbowmen were still advancing, and although they were wearing leather armor, they were facing the enemy's arrows, risking being shot at any moment.

While each step will leave a few corpses behind, just take a few more steps to get into the crossbow's best range!

Yan Gao also studied the shooting method of the crossbow, and he knew that the crossbow decomposed the archery into two separate actions: loading the arrow and winding and shooting, and the crossbowman could concentrate on firing without having to aim at the same time as the archer, and because there was a lookout for aiming, the shooting accuracy of the crossbow was higher than that of the bow.

But the crossbow can only be fired flat, and it is inferior to the bow in this kind of battle against the enemy camp on the back.

So tonight, the crossbowmen have another mission.

When they advanced to seventy or eighty paces away, the crossbowmen raised their one-armed crossbows diagonally, and instead of using special smoke arrows, they concentrated hundreds of arrows on the sentry towers that were high above the camp wall and posed the greatest threat to the archers!

The power of the three-stone crossbow has shrouded most of the entire Fan camp wall and watchtower within the firing range, and they can even penetrate the wooden wall of the watchtower and shoot the Fan soldiers inside alive.

The threat looming over the archers' heads vanished, and they were distracted and increased their rate of fire. In Yan Gao's experience, although the people in the camp are condescending, what they want to attack is the enemy in all directions in the middle of the night, and although the people outside the camp attack on their backs, they have fire arrows in their hands, and the whole camp is a target that can be attacked.

With the passage of time, a sea of fire has been ignited in front of the door and wooden wall of Fan's outer camp, and even the tent has been affected, and after Fan's archers are so pressed by the crossbowmen that they can't raise their heads, even the cavalry can come forward and throw torches into the camp.

Then under the wave of Zhao Wuxian's flag, the apprentices rushed forward with the wooden ladder that was made out, and the cavalry even hooked the camp gate with an iron hook, and more than ten horses pulled suddenly, and the camp gate that was burned by the flames collapsed!

"The camp gate is broken! The camp gate is broken! "The people outside are cheering, but the people inside are wailing.

Yan Gao had slowly moved to the front of the camp gate, and at the moment after the gate collapsed, he drew his bow and shot arrows with everyone, and he fired three arrows in succession, killing three people one after another Fan Bing, who was covered in fire and rushed out desperately. When he touched the arrow again, he found that his quiver was empty. He brought a total of three quivers with him this time. Two bags of smoke arrows, one bag of ordinary arrows, more than half of this battle, three arrow bags are empty.

When he turned back to replenish the arrows, he also met the crossbowmen's brigade commander, and the two looked at each other. They nodded to each other. Tonight, if the camp is broken without the crossbowmen risking their lives to cover it, the archers will not be able to successfully set the camp into a burning house. Now it seems that the two arms have their own advantages and have made great efforts, and it seems that this secret contest will not be able to tell the result for the time being.

After Zhao soldiers broke through the camp gate, they poured in, and when the crossbow brigade commander passed by Yan Gao's side, he said softly: "Wait for the day of breaking the song of the dynasty." You and I will compete again! ”

……

The art of war is cloudy, and whenever an attack is made with fire, it is necessary to flexibly deploy troops and respond according to the different changes caused by the fire attack. When setting fire from the upwind, do not attack from the downwind. Once the fire has been burned and the enemy forces remain calm, they should wait and not attack immediately. After the fire is strong, a decision will be made according to the situation. If you can attack, you will attack, and if you can't attack, you will stop.

Riding the south wind tonight, it just stopped. Fan's outer camp had been burned to the ground, and Zhao Wuxian waved his troops into it, and let people light fires everywhere.

Fan's camps are all made of wooden fences, and they are surrounded by woods and reeds, and once a fire breaks out, it will burn into pieces. In addition, Zhao Bing each held thatched torches. There are dozens of small camps in Fan's outer camp, and the fire is lit in the camp, so the defending Fan Bing only saw the fire on the left, and when Fang wanted to save it, the right tun smoked and caught fire again. Extinguish flawlessly.

For a while, the fire in the camp rose in the sky, the shouting in the camp was shocked, the Zhao soldiers and horses entered, and attacked in two ways, Fan Bing didn't know how many military horses came, and he couldn't resist, even Wang Sheng, who came to stabilize the situation, also fled in a light car, Fan Bing lost his head, his courage was exhausted, and he trampled on each other in all directions, and the dead were unknown.

Zhao Wuxian's soldiers were like a fierce wind and fire, at three o'clock, Fan's outer camp was broken, and at four o'clock, the inner camp was also broken, he broke through Fan's camp, broke into the riverbank, and Xizhao's river-crossing troops successfully joined forces at the Qinshui side.

On the bank of the river, half of the soldiers of the Western Zhao Dynasty had already landed on the shore, standing densely and reaping the endgame. In the camp, the light of the fire reflected in the sky, shining like the white sun, and even the moon and stars were lost. Not surprisingly, there were many casualties among the Western Zhao soldiers tonight, but the Fan soldiers suffered many more casualties, and those who died on the shore, burned in the camp, or died in their nests under the trampling of their companions.

When Zhao Wuxian came to the riverbank, Zhao Ying's white banner had just crossed the river, and as soon as the father and son met, they blurted out at the same time: "Where is Fan Jiji?" ”

Immediately, Zhao Wuxian frowned.

"Fan Ji was captured on the shore?"

Yang Hu replied: "I was still there before, but after I found out that the fire broke out in the outer camp, his banner and personal soldiers were divided into three, one downstream, one to the camp, and one upstream...... Fan Ji didn't run out of the camp? ”

Zhao Wuxian shook his head: "I haven't seen it, it seems that he either went south or fled north." ”

After a while, a soldier came to report that three or four thousand Fan soldiers had gone north along the river bank and went northeast. Zhao Wuxian couldn't help sighing, feeling very sorry, if Fan Jijiao could be captured or killed in this battle, then the Fan clan would be half finished like Handan.

Zhao Ying was very disdainful: "The old man of the Fan family is afraid of absconding, and he also uses a suspicious strategy, but you can't let him run away, you quickly send a light horse to pursue!" He then looked at Zhao Wuxian and said in a commanding tone.

Zhao Wuxian glanced at his father tiredly: "People say that they don't chase after the poor, it's not that the kid doesn't want to chase, but the soldiers can't hold on." I led 7,000 people to travel hundreds of miles, crossed the big river and fought fiercely in Muye, Fangxia Muyi, before resting, that is, I went west to join my father, and exhausted the last bit of strength in the attack camp of Fangcai, the vain soldiers were tired, and it was difficult for the cavalry to run. “

The surrounding Zhao family retainers suddenly calmed down, they looked at each other, looked at each other, looked at the nose and nose, and looked at the heart, Xi Zhao is Zhao Ying's Yiyantang, he said one and the same, except for Zhou She, who is good at admonishing him, few people dare to oppose it in public.

But Zhao Wuxian refused the lord's order, although it was reasonable, although the Eastern Zhao ministers and soldiers behind him were all tired, and they had to fall asleep as soon as they sat down, it was indeed difficult to march quickly to pursue Fan Jijiao, but would the lord be dissatisfied because of this?

Zhao Ying was indeed a little unhappy, he looked at his son quietly, although Zhao Wuxian lowered his eyes, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and the military officials and retainers in armor behind him were all centered on Wuxian, East Zhao and West Zhao were like two groups with their own masters.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Ying nodded heavily: "Okay, my son has worked hard, go down to rest, clear the remnants of the enemy and the task of pursuit, I will choose someone else." “

Bowed and retreated, and when he passed by Zhao Ying, he seemed to find that his son was already taller than Zhao Ying, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

I felt both relieved and a little vigilant.

But more importantly, in this grand event of the Jinqing War, you must not lose to your son's heart!

(To be continued.) )