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The Turkic army of 250,000 set up a large camp on the grassland north of the Purple River, and the endless tent stretched for dozens of miles. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the one hand, he ordered the army to rest for a day, and on the other hand, he ordered Kang Sheli to continue to lead 30,000 troops to crack the Sui army's thistle array and horse trap, but the solution was very simple, the steppe nomads had fought against the Central Plains army since the Han Dynasty, and the Central Plains army's thistle terrestris brought them huge losses, but they finally thought of a way to crack it.

Every summer and autumn, the steppe people will begin to prepare for the winter, they harvest a large amount of grass, dry it and then bundle it and collect it, and then give the cattle and sheep to spend the winter in winter, almost every tribe has a large amount of hay, these hay bundles are bundled well, but spread them out, enough to spread out a radius of more than ten miles, this Turkic southern expedition also brought a large amount of hay, they are worried about the lack of forage for the war horses after entering the Central Plains.

That night, tens of thousands of troops worked together to lay a hay mat four miles long and two miles wide on the north bank of the Purple River, so that the thistle array and horse trap of the Northern Sui army could be cracked.

In the night, the figures on the north bank of the Purple River swayed, I don't know how many people were busy, at this time, a Sui army scout rushed to the city, climbed the soft ladder to the city, Zhang Zhenqiu asked, "How is the situation?" ”

"General Qiyu, the enemy is using the hay they are carrying, and it is almost a large meadow, which is very spectacular."

Zhang Zhenqiu couldn't help sneering, and asked again, "Did they sprinkle water?" ”

"Not yet, I guess it's spread to the river and start sprinkling."

Sprinkling water on the hay mat is an essential part of the process to prevent the opponent from igniting a fire on the hay mat, which can have serious consequences for the attacking soldiers.

Zhang Zhenqiu immediately ordered: "Bring ten trapped soldiers up!" ”

At present, there are 500 soldiers in the Northern Sui Army, all of whom are selected from the death row prisoners in various counties, and there are currently ten soldiers in the Trapped Army in Zihe Pass.

In a moment, ten men with shackles were brought up, and Zhang Zhenqiu said to them: "Now is your chance to live, there are tens of thousands of Turkic soldiers on the other side of the Purple River who are laying straw mats, I don't care what method you use, as long as you go and set the straw mats on fire, I will pardon your capital crimes and let you go home!" ”

Most of these 30 death row prisoners had committed serious crimes and were ready to be beheaded last fall, but because the war with the Turks was imminent, they got a glimmer of life. ”

The first prisoner on death row was a Jiangyang thief in the Xuzhou area, named Han Qianhui, who led five of his subordinates to steal the official treasury of four counties in a row, causing the official treasury to lose thousands of taels of gold.

happened to meet the army recruiting the trapped camp, so he signed up, although the possibility of death in the trapped camp is very great, but there is also a glimmer of life, so death row prisoners are willing to try, but not everyone can successfully recruit, only those who are strong and flexible will be selected, Han Qianhui was selected as a Jiangyang thief.

He had strong leadership skills, so he was appointed by Zhang Zhenqiu as the leader of the ten death row prisoners, at this time, Han Qianhui stepped forward and said, "Can the general let us change into the armor of the Turks, so that we can get close to the action." ”

Zhang Zhenqiu nodded, this idea was good, he immediately ordered the soldiers to fetch ten pairs of Turkic armor, and rewarded each of them with a pot of wine, a piece of sauce mutton, and ordered someone to open the shackles for them.

Han Qianhui and the other ten people ate and drank enough, changed into Turkic armor, wrapped the fire-starting things in layers of oilcloth, tied them to the flesh, and climbed the soft ladder down.

Zhang Zhenqiu kept watching their figures disappear into the night, and Niu Jun, the deputy general next to him, said worriedly: "Actually, our own scouts can go, these people are unreliable, what should we do if we take the opportunity to escape?" ”

"Don't worry! This is their chance to eliminate their crimes, and if they escape, they will never want to be human beings in this life. ”

Zhang Zhenqiu smiled and said: "This death row prisoner surnamed Han is a capable person, if he really succeeds, I would like to use him." ”

"Let's hope they succeed!"

Everyone looked in the direction of Zihe, wondering if this group of death row inmates would disappoint them

The Purple River Great Wall Pass is surrounded by mountains on both sides, the pass is located between the two mountains, the shape is like a trumpet, the Purple River flows out of the valley by sticking to the east mountain, and then turns to the west, just crosses the flow in front of the trumpet, flows to the Yellow River in the west, and becomes the natural barrier of the Purple River Great Wall.

There are no thistles and horse traps on the south bank of the purple water, the purple water is about thirty zhang wide, but it is much shallower than they expected, only to the thighs, ten trapped death row prisoners lie on the river to peep at the situation on the other side, the water on the opposite bank is full of Turkic soldiers, each holding a bow and arrow and a spear, is vigilantly looking at the distant Guancheng, this is a thousand Turkic soldiers who are responsible for the vigilance, they detoured from a distance to wade into the water, and avoided the iron-thistle terrestris and horse traps on the shore.

Han Qianhui was the leader of the ten trapped soldiers, he looked at the other side for a moment and said to the other men: "If there are too many people, they will miss, I will dive over alone, you will run away to the east to cover me later, be careful not to be shot by the arrows of the Turks." ”

The other nine people all nodded silently, although they felt a little uncomfortable, but at the moment of life and death, no one was willing to follow Han Qian back and risk his death.

Han Qianhui didn't even take off his clothes, so he quickly dived into the water, the water above was turbulent, but the bottom of the water was gentle, he dived silently to the opposite shore like a crocodile, and in a moment, he was already close to the opposite bank, only a few steps away from the last Turkic soldier.

At this moment, nine companions suddenly stood up and ran towards the east mountain, and they were immediately spotted by the Turkic soldiers on the opposite bank, and the Turkic soldiers were in a commotion, and more than 100 soldiers jumped into the water to chase them, and more soldiers fired arrows at the opposite bank.

Han Qianhui was worthy of being a Jiangyang thief, and he took advantage of the last Turkic soldier's attention to be attracted by the situation in the east, so he climbed ashore silently and crawled forward little by little.

Han Qianhui was under a lot of pressure, on the one hand, he could not be discovered by the Turkic soldiers, and on the other hand, he had to carefully grope his way forward, so as not to be stabbed by the iron thistle on the ground, the Sui army sowed more than 100,000 quenched iron thistles on the grass on the north bank of the Purple River, and if he was not careful, he would be stabbed by the iron thistle, and even the Sui army himself could not count how many traps he dug.

After climbing more than 100 steps, Han Qianhui jumped into the thick hay mat that the Turkic soldiers had just laid, and thousands of Turkic soldiers were busy laying the last section of the straw mat, after laying the straw mat, they would sprinkle water on the straw mat to prevent the Sui soldiers from shooting rockets into the straw mat.

Han Qianhui was wearing the same Turkic military uniform, and he couldn't see that he was a hidden spy in the night, and he also lowered his head and pretended to lay a straw bundle, but he had already taken out the fire sickle densely wrapped in an oilcloth from his arms, and tore off the oilcloth, he did not hesitate to do it, and with two clicks, a flame appeared in his hand.

A flame at night was particularly eye-catching, and someone shouted not far from him, and then several black shadows swooped down on him, but at this time, Han Qianhui had already lit the grass mat beside him, and threw the burning fire sickle towards the south.

A Turkic soldier pounced on him, the burning flames prevented others from approaching, there were exclamations everywhere, countless Turkic soldiers rushed to this side, desperately fighting the rapidly spreading fire, but the flames burned too violently on the hay, especially where the fire sickle landed, the flames had already engulfed a large area of hay, only a dozen people were fighting, and the fire began to get out of control.

Han Qianhui pierced the heart of the Turkic soldier on his body with a dagger, turned over and ran towards the river desperately, he was a river thief, and he had always had the habit of leaving a way back for himself.

The grass he had climbed on had been cleared of all the thistles and pits, and he kept bending and running with his head down, arrows shooting over and around him, and at the moment he jumped into the water, there was a sharp pain in his left shoulder, and an arrow struck him in the shoulder.

'Bang! Han Qianhui fell heavily into the water, unsteady on his feet, swept down by the current, and his body quickly disappeared into the turbulent river.

At this time, the smoke on the north bank of the purple water was billowing and the flames were soaring into the sky, and the grass mat that had just been laid had become a hell on earth, and on the grass mat several miles long, countless Turkic soldiers were running north for their lives, and some people were constantly screaming and falling into the fire.

The fire killed more than 3,000 people, thwarted the Turkic army's plan to destroy the Tribulus Array, and at the same time severely damaged the morale of the Turkic army.

After dawn, Han Qianhui covered his shoulder with an arrow wound and stumbled back to the pass of the Purple River Great Wall