The grain and grass hoarded in the mountain col were plundered by Zhang Yan in recent years.

Choosing the mountains and forests not far from Pingshan County, he took into account that the terrain there was complex and conducive to the hiding of grain and grass.

However, he was almost burned by Yuan Jun.

After getting the news, Zhang Yan, who was taken aback, did not stay for a moment, and immediately took a team of guards to the place of the incident.

was already unhappy with him, but in order to take care of the overall situation, Jia Xu did not leave, and followed him to the grain storage office.

Burnt grass and trees were everywhere, and the wails of wounded soldiers could be heard from the barracks.

There were not many soldiers wounded by arrows, but many were burned by fire!

Several tents were destroyed by the fire, the skeletons of the tents were completely charred, and only strips of charcoal remained on the ground.

The place where the grain and grass are hoarded is further inward.

The battalion officers and men fought hard, and finally blocked the flames some distance from the grain truck.

The grain and grass were fine, and Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Jia Xu frowned.

He always felt that something was wrong.

"How do you find out that the enemy is coming to set fire?" Puzzled, he asked the officer who was following him.

After saving the fire all night, the officer's eyes were bloodshot and his face was smeared with black soot.

"There are ten sentry guards in the battalion, one round every half an hour, and before the enemy sets fire, they first shoot and kill the sentry ......"

"All dead?"

"There's one alive."

"Would you like to go and see?" After all, it was in Zhang Yanjun, and Jia Xu still had to consult him.

"Let's take a look!" Zhang Yan nodded.

The officer led the two to a group of wounded soldiers.

Most of the wounded soldiers had burn marks.

Lying on the ground, they groaned and wailed in agony.

Only one wounded soldier lay quietly, not burned, except for blood-soaked sackcloth wrapped around his shoulders.

The officer pointed to the wounded soldier and said, "He is the one who sent the police." ”

Zhang Yan was about to ask the officer to wake up the wounded soldier, but Jia Xu was already squatting.

"Wake up!" He shook the wounded soldier lightly twice.

The pain in his shoulder had long since been relieved, and the wounded soldier just fell asleep, feeling someone shaking him, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He was not familiar with Jia Xu, and after glancing at him, the wounded soldier's gaze turned to the side.

When he found Zhang Yan standing behind Jia Xu, he hurriedly struggled to get up.

"Lie down." Zhang Yan said: "Timely warning, you have also made a contribution, and you will be rewarded." ”

"Thank you, General!" It was too weak to get up, and the wounded soldier lay down obediently.

"How did you get shot by an arrow?" Looking at the wounded soldier lying down, Jia Xu asked.

"The villain is on alert as usual, and he feels a pain in his shoulder without noticing." The wounded soldier said: "I felt bad, and immediately shouted loudly, but I only knew what happened after my brothers ran out of the camp!" ”

That's really all he remembers.

The sharp pain in his shoulder caused him to fall to the ground and pass out.

The only impression he had before he fell unconscious was that many of his companions were running out of the camp with their blades in search of the enemy.

When he awoke, he saw the scorched earth, the corpses of many of his companions, and many more wounded soldiers.

"Rest!" After pacifying the wounded soldiers, Jia Xu got up and said to Zhang Yan: "The general borrowed the step to speak. ”

After taking a few steps, Zhang Yan asked, "Didn't Jia Gong make a discovery?" ”

"The enemy's true intention may not be to burn grain and grass." Jia Xu whispered: "The place where the fire was set is quite strange. If so-and-so, the sending of a fire must start first from the camp. But there was a fire outside the camp, and the grain and grass were not damaged at all. Didn't the general find it strange? ”

"Soldiers fight hard to put out the fire......" After Jia Xu clicked, Zhang Yan also felt that something was wrong, but he refused to admit it.

"Ten sentinels, nine dead." Jia Xu said: "There is only one person left, and he is injured in the shoulder blade. If you say that the enemy who infiltrates deliberately does not kill, what does the general think? ”

Zhang Yan frowned, thought for a moment and said: "The grain and grass are in front of you, once the enemy army sets fire to the grain, our army will be defeated without a fight!" I can't figure it out......"

"I can't figure it out......"

Just felt strange, but Jia Xu didn't understand Yuan Jun's purpose for doing this.

Zhang Yan's army was numerous, but it was only a rabble from the Yellow Turban.

The grain and grass were burned, the morale of the army was scattered, and the 100,000 army would be scattered without the Yuan army fighting!

What exactly does Yuan Xu want to do?

Zhu Gongdao set a fire to Zhang Yantun's grain place, and Ma Yi also went to the vicinity of the enemy's garrison.

He and fifty Yuan soldiers had already changed into deep clothes and dressed up as merchants.

Seeing noon, Ma Yi looked at the sun in the sky, and instructed the soldiers: "Eight people, make a fire, make a meal, and make the smoke bigger." ”

Fifty Yuan soldiers disguised as merchant guards dismounted one after another, and eight of them set up improvised stoves on the road.

After a while, seven lines of smoke rose and swirled and danced in the air.

The wind blew, and the blue smoke drifted away, and then disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the smoke, Ma Yi felt that it was not thick enough.

He took out a few brown lumps from the blanket that hung on his horse's back.

"Throw this thing in the stove." Summoning a few soldiers, he distributed the blocks.

"Wolf dung?" When the officer in charge of coordination saw the things distributed, he said in surprise: "Is the smoke too heavy when this thing is filled into the stove?" ”

"It's not too heavy, just be able to see clearly." Ma Yi instructed the soldiers.

The soldiers answered, and each walked to a stove.

Carefully peel off the wolf dung and fill it into the stove little by little.

As they filled, the soldiers would look up at the rising and coiled plumes of smoke.

The beacon tower ignites the beacon fire, using wolf dung, and the smoke rising is also called wolf smoke.

The wolf dung that was filled into the stove burned, and the smoke gradually thickened.

At first, the swirling smoke column was blue-blue, but after filling it with wolf dung, it turned green and became more solid.

The smoke soon caught the attention of a sentry on a hill.

The two vigilant Zhang Yan soldiers saw seven cooking smoke rising from the mountain and glanced at each other.

One of them said, "Go and report it, I'll watch from here!" ”

The other hurried to the barracks.

Looking at the seven rising green dragons, the soldiers who stayed behind to watch clenched their blades, and they didn't dare to blink their eyes.

Most of the merchants who often pass through the Taihang Mountains know that Zhang Yantun soldiers are here, and in order to avoid causing trouble, they generally refuse to pass through here.

Smoke rose from the bottom of the mountain, a situation that had not happened for a long time, and the soldiers could not help but feel strange.

The sound of chaotic footsteps came from behind, and a centurion led a hundred soldiers with shields and lances to the front.

"How? Still not? When he arrived, the centurion asked.

"In!" The soldier who was watching replied: "Seven smokes, there should be only fifty or sixty people!" ”

"Down the hill! Go with so-and-so to see. With a wave of his hand, the centurion ran down the hill first.

More than 100 soldiers followed, holding shields and lances, and rushed in the direction of the rising smoke.