The battle continues. www.biquge.info Although the rout on the Yellow Turban Army's side has already occurred, Li Sheng's attack on the side still continues violently, and he did not kindly let them go because of the defeat of the other party. After carefully listening to the sound of the other party's feet on the ground, Li Sheng and Zhou Rui had confirmed that they were indeed defeating rather than luring the enemy, and they couldn't help but smile with satisfaction on their faces. They ordered a pursuit. After all, only a fool would give up a further attack when the enemy was defeated, and Li Sheng and they would certainly not be fools, so naturally they would not give up just yet.

At this moment, the rain in the night sky has become smaller, and there is no longer the appearance of the pouring just now, just a gentle and slightly gentle appearance.

Li Sheng led his team to rush into the enemy's camp, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the accumulation of grain and grass not far ahead. It was covered by a cyan mantle and oiled paper, and placed on an overhead wooden platform, as if to protect it from moisture. Although because of the heavy rain, they only cooked hastily, and they certainly did not do it completely, but under this qualified protection, even if there was too much loss.

"These are the food they can eat." Li Sheng glanced at it lightly, and in his heart, he already regarded the destruction of these grains as one of the most important things he had at the moment.

"That ......" Li Sheng rode his horse and quietly came to Zhou Rui's side and asked, "Can you burn it?" He pointed to the grain. He heard that the archers in the army were ready to "burn rockets" and the like, although it was still raining in the sky at the moment, but the fire things that the archers brought were oil, as long as the rain was not heavy, it would not affect them to use "rockets". So, Li Sheng asked.

"No problem." Zhou Rui nodded and agreed calmly. He is usually a very laughing person, but once he arrives on this battlefield and enters this battle, he suddenly becomes serious and serious. He kept his cool at all times. Because the people who taught him to lead the troops, whether it was Xu Ding, Peng Ling, Wei Yan, or Huang Zhong, all told him very unanimously that if you want to be a good commander, you must stay calm at all times.

Calmly glancing at the grain and grass quietly stacked there, Zhou Rui calmly and calmly gave an order: "The whole army is ready!" On the 'Burning Rocket', target the enemy's grain and grass, and shoot three shots in a row! ”

"No!" The soldiers responded in a neat and powerful manner, and quickly began to move. Although it is only an order to attack with "burning rockets", it contains more than a simple matter of wielding a bow and arrow. There are also different divisions of labor among them:

The cavalry at the front of the line did not go to the quiver to get the arrows, but reached into the bags hanging on their horses and pulled out a few gourds about twice the size of their fists. They gripped the gourd hard and threw it at their target.

"Whew!" Dozens of gourds slid in a long arc in the night sky, "snapped" and fell into the grain and grass pile, shattering all at once, and flowing out of the inexplicable liquid. It was oil, and although it was not clear what it was, it was the oil that the flame could burn without fear of the rain.

The soldiers behind quickly drew the rockets from their heavy quivers, lit them with their fire folds, put it on their riding bows, and aimed straight at the opposite target. Since the front of the rocket-burning rocket was completely wrapped in tarpaulin, it was impossible to reach it, so the soldier had to use more force to fire such arrows. Although they were only about sixty paces away from the target at the moment, they were still pushing their bows wide to the brim in order to ensure that their bows and arrows could hit accurately—they were ready to use direct fire to ensure their accuracy.

Red flames shine in the darkness. With the slight loosening of the horseman's hand holding the bowstring, they dragged a dazzling trail of light like a meteor in the sky towards the place where the grain and grass were. Arrows fall and catch fire. When the scorching flame touched the flammable oil and water, the crackling sound of burning began with the dance of the red elf, and the scorching flame burned the food under the veil.

"Oops!" Gong Du, who was angry, shouted secretly, he glanced at Mao Ying, whose face was slightly pale, and asked him mockingly: "Strategist, don't you move now?" Didn't you say that it was impossible for the other party to burn our grain and grass? So what's going on right now? ”

"That's a miscalculation of things." Listening to Gong Du's words, Mao Ying shook her head gently, and the bitterness on her face seemed to be a little heavier: "We still underestimate these enemies." Unexpectedly, they came out of Jingzhou to fight with oil. As he spoke, he sighed dejectedly: "The second master should hurry up." I don't know what kind of consequences our arrangement will have on the other side at the moment, but we have to fight anyway. If we can scare them away directly, then our immediate losses will not be very large. If not, then we will be a complete defeat tonight, and we need to hurry back to Anyang to make more preparations. ”

"Humph!" Gong Du responded in annoyance, and then sent someone down to convey the order.

Soon, the men and horses who had been in ambush for a long time rushed out. The first member of the war was wearing bronze heavy armor and a pair of long-handled broadswords dancing in his hands, and the second one rode his horse straight towards Li Sheng and Zhou Rui, and shouted incessantly: "Come and rest rampantly, you and grandpa have been waiting here for a long time!" He was Gong Du's first brave general, Lei Jaw. I saw that he was like a fierce tiger, like a thunderbolt, galloping majestically on the field, but he had a bit of a majestic appearance.

In the face of Lei Jaw's provocation, Li Sheng and Zhou Rui's blood were aroused. They looked at the thunder jaw that was coming straight to this side, and the blades in their hands were tightly clenched, and they all rushed forward.

"Boss! Let me do it! Zhou Rui suggested to Li Sheng. Facing this guy who seemed to have some ability, he was very moved, and he didn't want to give up such a good opportunity to fight.

"No, you don't! I'm just thinking about an event! Li Sheng's face showed a wicked smile: "Xiao Rui." Give this guy to me. Don't you see that he's just a good momentum? In the future, there will be a general to solve it for you, as for this little shrimp, ......! Saying this, Li Sheng suddenly paused, and then suddenly urged the war horse to move forward a few positions, widening the distance between him and Zhou Rui, and then said the words after the pause: "...... Leave it to me. ”

"Boss......?" Zhou Rui was stunned for a moment when Li Sheng was suddenly, and by the time he reacted, he couldn't hold Li Sheng. Seeing Li Sheng standing out, he had no choice but to shout loudly behind him: "Be careful." ”

"Careful?" Listening to Zhou Rui's words of concern and feeling the truth from his heart, Li Sheng's heart couldn't help but warm: "It feels so good to be cared for." He thought about raising his head and glancing at the guy who was running towards him, and at the hideous look on his face, the battle intent in his chest was even worse. Although the other party is really brave, this kind of bravery without strength support is almost as stupid in Li Sheng's opinion. Under the cultivation and training of Huang Zhong and Wei Yan, Li Sheng's vision and skills have reached a high level, and the battle in Xiyang has given him very valuable experience. He already knew in his heart how to deal with such a fictitious guy.

The galloping war horse carried the two of them quickly approached. Seeing that it was about to stagger, Thunderjaw slashed down the broadsword that he had been wielding on his head for a long time. The sharp blade whirred down with the power instilled from the hilt. That amazing appearance seems to be able to cut off everything in front of you in a moment. In fact, this knife is capable of doing just that. After all, the sharpness of the knife is real, and if the owner of the knife can better grasp the timing of the knife, then the next thing may be able to develop according to Leijaw's heart.

However......

Thunderjaw felt the knife meet resistance. It was a very hard resistance, as if it had been slashed against a boulder, and the force coming from where the blade was resisted made his hand faintly numb.

"Could it be that the other party parried it?" Lei Jaw thought, slightly surprised in his heart, and said with the strength of the young man who fought with him: "It's really strong." It looks like it's going to take a bit more work. He thought about it secretly, but he still didn't take it seriously in his heart. He thought the round was over.

But......

At the moment of handing over the horses, Thunderjaw felt a heart-rending pain coming from the back of his neck. "What the hell is going on?" He wondered, and before he could react more, he heard a loud noise, and the whole person flew high. In the air, his eyes were down, but he saw very clearly what was happening on the ground—a headless man was riding forward on a horse that was still galloping, and the man was dressed in heavy bronze armor and carried a large iron sword, but he looked so much like himself.

"Could it be ......" he couldn't help but be surprised, but he was no longer conscious.

The blood-soaked skull fell heavily, splashing a circle of mud on the muddy ground. It was a bloody mud with a pungent fishy smell in it. That bit by bit splashed on Li Sheng's body, making him look at it from a distance, showing a little wind and dust, and showing a little might.

Li Sheng grabbed the reins hard, turned the horse back, and the waning moon in his hand gently stabbed out and raised the head on the ground high, turning around to face the people who were slightly stunned by the blow he had just killed, with a bright smile on his face. "Are you still coming?" He asked, and it was the people who were in a state of panic because they had lost their master.

At this moment, the fire was already burning on the oil. The orange brightness shone very clearly on Li Sheng's tall body, clearly showing every expression on his face. Including his smile - although he smiled brightly, he looked at the Yellow Turban soldiers on the other side like a demon.

"Do you want to step forward? The other party is terrible! The muffled words rang out in the array. There are quite a few soldiers in the Yellow Turban Army who are local recruits in Runan, who have not experienced much fighting, although they have heard of how brave a certain general in the world is, but they have not really seen it. They were already a little frightened.

"Scary what? This person is like this, but it is still a few points worse than the second master of Guan and the third master of Zhang. Seeing that the recruits were so easily discouraged, he couldn't help but pout and said disdainfully.

"But since you said he was not doing well, why did you keep retreating?" The sharp eyes of the recruits immediately saw through the timidity in the veterans' hearts.

"You stupid! No matter how bad he is, he's always better than the rest of us. If you don't care about it, do you still stand here like a log waiting for them to kill? The veteran rightfully reprimanded.

"But generals, they're still to come." The recruit's voice suddenly became very small, very small, like the low cry of a mosquito.

"That's why I'm going to step back with this small step." The veteran told him plainly.

The "......" recruits were completely speechless.

If the Yellow Turban Army is a big lake, then the dialogue between the recruits and veterans just now is a small fluctuation in this big lake. Although this fluctuation alone is not enough to change the surface of the lake, as long as these countless fluctuations are initiated, it can still make the water of a lake turbulent. The soldiers' whispered discussions, the slight retreats, all turned into waves of terror. They are like taut filaments, and even the slightest press of a hair will suddenly collapse. They looked at Li Sheng nervously, staring at him deadly, and their pale faces changed slightly.

"People's hearts are floating, and their hearts are budding and retreating." These eight short words well illustrate the current predicament of the Yellow Turban soldiers. In this battle, they were assigned to Thunderjaw to command. Mao Ying originally wanted to use the martial arts of the thunder jaw to boost the morale of the entire army, so that they could repel the opponent like a real ambush. It was a good plan, but it was completely shattered by the stupidity and indiscretion of Thunderjaw. After Thunderjaw's death, it was clear that the team had fallen into a leaderless situation. It's good that it didn't collapse right now.

It was under this circumstance that Gong Du and Mao Ying rushed to the army again. At this time, Li Sheng led his cavalry team to fight the Yellow Turban Army, which had lost its leader and was in a panic. The team of 200 people was like a sharp knife in the pie called the Yellow Turban Army. They don't care about killing more enemies, they care about the speed of their own team. In the words of Li Sheng: "Speed is the most important thing in cavalry." -- He has always demanded that his army ensure the existence of corresponding mobility.

At present, the front of the Yellow Turban Army is in chaos, and the squadron is also a little unstable, so Gong Du and Mao Ying have to continue to work hard to carry out the work of the rear and reserves. As far as Mao Ying himself was concerned, he originally planned to let Qin Zhong be a suspicious soldier. However, under the current circumstances, the original decision was not possible. Therefore, he had to ask Qin Zhong to transfer his team out and set up another formation behind this formation to ensure that there was still this last force on the side.

Li Sheng is a relatively calm person, although he sometimes plays with the temper of young people and does some impulsive things, but most of the time he is calm. After killing Thunderjaw, satisfying the challenge and interest, he handed over the control of the entire army to Zhou Rui, while he himself followed the army to fight, while quietly watching the movements in the Yellow Turban Army's formation, so as to provide a basis for his next actions.

Now the rain stopped, the night gradually returned to clarity, and the vision became clearer because of the firelight. Developing the entire operational environment in a good direction has brought good conditions to Li Sheng. He watched coldly. He saw the actions of Gong Du and Mao Ying clearly in the Yellow Turban Army, and quickly understood the plan in the hearts of the two.

"Do you want to drag me into a war of attrition with such layers of defenses?" Li Sheng thought in his heart, and a mocking smile appeared on his face: "It's really ridiculous." Now that I have seen this, I will not fall for you. Tonight's result is almost the same. As the sky gradually clears again, I think there will be a lot of powerful people who will quickly understand that we are not attacking a lot. When the time comes, if they fight back, we will not be able to bear it. He looked up at the sky, and had already made a decision in his heart: "It's time to retreat." ”

"Rui, it's time for us to go." Since the doctrine has been decided in his heart, Li Sheng quickly said to his executive general.

"Let's go?" Zhou Rui, who was killing well, was stunned when he heard this, and then came to his senses: "It's really time to go." "He is not a brainless man, and he has long found that his assault ability is not as smooth as it was at the beginning." The enemy's resistance seems to be showing signs of strengthening. If we continue like this, we are afraid that we will be surrounded by them. Zhou Rui quickly saw this.

"Whew...... Sigh! He took his finger into his mouth and blew hard, but he pulled up a loud trumpet. Because they came lightly, the soldiers did not carry anything with them except their weapons and equipment. Therefore, such a very reckless whistle temporarily replaced the role of the gong war drum and became the signal that Li Sheng used to command the whole army at the moment. However, Li Sheng couldn't send this signal himself, so he could only let Zhou Rui, who was already familiar with him, issue orders on his behalf.

The trumpet sounded thin and long. The soldier who had been thinking about rushing forward in the formation couldn't help but feel a stir, and quickly woke up from the realm full of killing intent. Although some of them still remembered the bloody killing field, they knew very well that this trumpet was an order for them to return to the army. They couldn't disobey such an order, so they had to fight their way back to the bloody ground under this helplessness. Anyway, there are not too few enemies behind them, and they finally have a little bit of addiction.

The cavalry quickly retreated, and vanished into the darkness in a hurry. When they came, they were like thunder, and when they went, Gong Du and Mao Ying breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, they had some regrets in their hearts: "These people are too fine." Once you find that the goal is almost completed, you will retreat, and you will not even give yourself a chance to turn the tables. It's terrible. The two of them had also thought of using their superiority in strength to trap all of the opponent's men and horses in their own encirclement and annihilate them in one go, but they had never been so slippery as the other party, and they actually quickly evacuated when their troops had just moved a little, and soon fled without a trace.

"What should I do?" Looking at the figure that was leaving, Gong Du asked Mao Ying with a wry smile. He didn't dare to underestimate this opponent who he thought he could win in one battle. After all, the courage and cunning shown by the other party tonight made him feel terrified. "Although they are still unknown, the abilities they have shown have made it possible for them to be famous. We may have messed with someone we shouldn't have messed with. Gong Du gasped and thought a little distraught. He himself was a little irritable, so he wanted to throw all the remaining things here into Mao Ying's hands. So, he asked like that, and quietly waited for Mao Ying's answer.

"What else can I do?" Mao Ying shook her head helplessly: "They are all cavalry, and we don't have formed cavalry at all." If we want to chase them, we will not be able to catch up with them. Right now, all we can do is to extinguish the fire here as soon as possible, count the losses tonight, re-establish the camp, and let Anyang send us new supplies. It's necessary for us to recuperate here for a few days to boost our morale. ”

"Okay, I'll leave it to you." Gong Du smiled slyly, and then borrowed the donkey to go downhill and pushed the matter to Mao Ying. Of course, his reasons are also very sufficient: "You know, I'm just a reckless person, and I can't do such meticulous work." Give them to me, I'm afraid it's going to make it worse. ”

"I understand." After hearing such a good reason, Mao Ying had no choice but to agree.

He was forced, but he handled the forced things well:

First, he gathered the remnants of his battalion. He didn't comfort them much, but just opened his eyes and said, "You have done a good job, and you have done my plan well." Now that the enemy has been frightened away by us, we have achieved victory. Something like that. Although Mao Ying himself didn't believe it, he thought he had to say it. Because the depression of collapse has already permeated among the soldiers, if you don't think of a solution quickly, you are afraid that these soldiers of your own will be panicked like frightened birds day by day, this is definitely a nightmare, both for the soldiers and for the general. Mao Ying tried to solve such a dilemma, so she was the first to think of such a solution: "Lie!" He wants to remove the seed of failure that is in the hearts of all.

Admittedly, his eloquence is also good. After about half an hour of impassioned speeches, most of his soldiers believed what he said, and their morale recovered slightly. At this point, he thought that these soldiers could be used, so he sent people to tidy up the camp, and on the other hand, he asked people to gather and restrain the men and horses of the front camp, so that they could enter the back camp in order and calculate their losses.

With an army that was not defeated and despaired, these things were quickly accomplished. Mao Ying asked the generals to move the camp from the low valley to the hills on both sides, and set up the north hill with the Gong Du army, and the rest of the people to settle the restless hearts of the subordinate soldiers in the south hill. He had the soldiers of each battalion cut down wood and build a camp, trying to make the whole camp tall and strong, and further make the soldiers feel safer.

Although he knew that it seemed unglamorous and funny to make the soldiers feel safe, there was no way to make them brave again. After several days of continuous heavy rain, the soldiers could no longer tolerate such an environment, their morale was already declining day by day, and the battle just now made them even have the idea of escaping.

"If the enemy attacked this time has more troops and a stronger ability to fight for a long time, I am afraid that they will really break up and flee for thousands of miles." Soon, Mao Ying understood this from the description of the Yellow Turban Commanders to the enemy they had just encountered. This is not a funny thing, when the whole cruel situation was reluctantly placed in Mao Ying, Mao Ying was surprised to find that he himself was really a little overestimated by these yellow turban generals in Runan, and it was not a little overestimated.

"With the quality of these generals, how can they ......" Mao Ying shook her head gently. He used the name of Gong Du to gather these people, originally to get a general understanding of the affairs of the front camp and the general situation of the enemy. But now, he found that he really didn't understand anything. It's not that these people won't say it, it's that they talk so much that it's like a meeting to tout the enemy.

Isn't it obvious that "the enemy's majesty will be long, and his own morale will be destroyed!" The more Mao Ying listened, the more frustrated he became, and he felt that he seemed to be a little infected by the words of these people.

"Enough!" Gong Du's words were interrupted by a loud cry. Looking at the appearance of his forehead full of bruised muscles, it is clear that he also dislikes the praise of these people to the enemy. "I don't want to hear anything about the enemy anymore. Otherwise, before the enemy comes, I will be scared to death by you people. He looked at everyone mockingly, and said coldly: "Since you can't stop talking about this, don't talk about it." All you have to do is report the damage to your armies. ”

"Yes......" In the face of Gong Du's lukewarm ridicule, feeling the annoyance contained in his words, everyone who thought that the situation could not compete with them honestly chose to bow down. One by one, they stood up and reported the situation little by little. Although it is not very specific, the approximate loss can be quickly determined: in tonight's battle, the whole army, including Gong Du's department, lost nearly 1,000 killed and about 2,000 wounded. Much of this was not caused by the Flood itself, but was the result of trampling on each other caused by the chaos of the Flood at the time of the Flood. Among the soldiers who died, except for Gong Du's troops, most of whom were killed in battle, the other troops were trampled to death more than drowned.

"What do you think about this?" For such a situation, Gong Du did not have a seizure in the big tent, he just waited for everyone to disperse, and then directly handed over the problem to his military advisor. He could not solve such a problem.

"The army needs to be reorganized! Otherwise, we will just play this trick in Runan after all. Mao Ying said very resolutely.

"When?" Gong Du asked him.

"It's better now." Mao Ying replied without thinking about it.

"Now? I don't think so. I think we'll wait until this battle is over. Gong thought about it, and finally shook his head. He still didn't want to give up on his current expedition.

"After this battle?" Mao Ying sighed deeply, but said nothing.