Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Test of the Knife (5)
Bao Xin took 2,000 elite cavalry, from Jiyin County to Yongqiu straight to Xuchang, by the way to clean up the bandits along the way, at this time he was complacent to lead the troops to rest, waiting for the return of the horse.
The cavalry of the Three Kingdoms period could not be regarded as cavalry in the real sense, because there were no stirrups, and it was difficult to make all kinds of difficult slashing or sprinting actions on the horse, and only people who were extremely skilled in equestrian skills could carry out horse archery.
At this time, the cavalry was just a fast-moving force, and when it encountered the enemy, it still needed to dismount to meet the enemy.
The elite soldiers are nothing more than three points: first, the soldiers are young and strong, and they all have combat experience; Second, attacking everything along the way is like a rainbow of morale; Third, the swords and armor are complete, and they are well-trained on weekdays.
"Report to the general!" A junior dismounted, one knee on the ground.
"Flash!"
"Yes, there is a canyon ten miles ahead, the grass and trees on both sides are lush, the slope is extremely steep, two miles long, and then there is a plain, which can go directly to the north gate of Xuchang!" The school observes very carefully, and the content of the report is clearly organized.
Bao Xin nodded, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and said to a few generals behind him: "The terrain of the canyon ahead is dangerous, and there are probably ambushes, who dares to go to the vanguard to explore the way?" β
A blue-cloaked general took a step forward, hugged his fists and said: "The last general is not talented, I am willing to lead two hundred armor soldiers to repel the thieves and ambush soldiers!" β
Bao Xin squinted his eyes and nodded, as if he was quite satisfied with this general, and said, "I will match you with a hundred crossbowmen, I wish you a victory!" It wasn't that he was conceited and believed that three hundred men would be able to defeat the ambush, but that he knew better the strength of the enemy: a group of yellow turban thieves wielding hoes and short swords, no matter how numerous they were, would not be an opponent of the regular army.
With a snort, the general rushed into the canyon with all his troops and horses, and before he could shoot arrows, he killed hundreds of people from both sides of the uphill slope. The partial general knew this for a long time, so he did not panic and commanded the troops to maintain the formation to resist the enemy.
Bao Xin smiled contemptuously: This group of Yellow Turban thieves has probably never seen the art of war, do they think that they can ambush their generals in this way? It's so naΓ―ve, I only sent a vanguard to let them show their feet, and now that the enemy is in the dark, it's time to charge!
He waved his hand to the flag commander, and the war drums sounded, the rhythm from slow to fast, and finally in the dense drum beat like raindrops, more than a thousand soldiers shouted and rushed into the crowded slender canyon.
Outside the southern gate of Xuchang, there are people wearing yellow scarves standing densely, holding all kinds of weapons - wooden sticks, hammers, hoes... At least, there were three or four thousand people.
Mi Zhu climbed the city tower, looked at the yellow turbans all over the mountains, frowned and did not speak.
Han Song was even more shocked: there were only more than a thousand Yellow Turban thieves, why did there suddenly become so many people?
The defenders on the city wall were even more frightened, they had not experienced much fighting, but suddenly saw an enemy with three or four times more troops, and before they had yet to fight, their hearts were already timid, and they were afraid that as soon as the battle horn sounded, a third of the soldiers could escape.
Mi Zhu cleared his throat and shouted to the defenders of the city: "Soldiers defending the city, you are the only barrier for all the people of Xuchang City, once the city is lost, the people in the city can only be trampled on by thieves and fish!" That's a living life, even your friends, your loved ones, or your loved ones! Today, we are no longer fighting for our own survival, but to protect our loved ones and preserve our dignity! We will not back down! He was originally a civil official, but at this critical juncture, he said such inspiring words, which made Zhang Min and others admire.
Zhang Min took the lead and shouted at the top of his voice: "We will never retreat!" Never back down! β
The rest of the soldiers were also excited by this momentum, and they raised their arms and shouted: "Never retreat!" Never back down! For a while, the soldiers on the wall of the south gate responded one after another, raising their arms and shouting, and the momentum was great.
The people in the city knew that once the city was broken, it would be difficult to survive, and they also volunteered to help carry the stones, burn the fire and cook, and the soldiers and civilians vowed to defend Xuchang City.
On the hill below the city, a young man wearing a white robe with big sleeves showed a grim smile on his face: "A group of fools who can't do their best, whether it's killing chickens and monkeys, we have to let the world know who this Central Plains belongs to!" I'll leave the three generals here, and we'll see you in the city later! β
The three big men hurriedly bowed down to salute, and when they bowed, their faces were already empty, leaving only a piece of green grass dancing in the wind.
As soon as Zhang Min finished arranging the defensive formation, he heard the shouts of killing from the city, and hundreds of yellow turban thieves in ragged clothes and holding various farm tools rushed over.
Zhang Min commanded unhurriedly: "Release the arrows, release the arrows, shoot them back!" β
The rain of arrows fell from the sky, and the yellow turban thieves below had no combat skills at all, let alone armor, and in an instant, nearly half of the people were injured and fell to the ground, wailing all over the field.
But despite this, there were still many yellow turban thieves who rushed to the bottom of the city, stood against the falling rocks, and erected a ladder.
The first wave of yellow turban thieves had just finished rushing, and the second wave of yellow turban thieves had killed again, and these people were all over the face, bare-chested, holding steel knives, like butchers, and they quickly climbed the ladder.
Zhang Min secretly screamed in his heart, it turned out that the first wave of Yellow Turban thieves were all old and weak soldiers, which were used to attract archer firepower, so that the death squad that really attacked the city could climb the ladder and seize the city with minimal casualties.
He didn't dare to ignore it, so he shouted loudly, cut down an enemy who had just stepped on the city with one foot, and joined the team battle with a shout.
Seeing that the enemy had climbed the city wall so quickly, Han Song was so frightened that he sat down on his chair and ran out of ideas.
"Hurry up and send a hundred people from the north gate to come to support! Just go! Mi Zhu grabbed a soldier and yelled.
The little soldier let out a groan and rushed down the wall like a wild.
"Hold on, hold on a little longer, Bao Xin, come quickly, otherwise you will wait to collect my body!" Mi Zhu also took out his saber and held it in his hand, and his palms were soaked with sweat.
Compared with the south of the city, which is in full swing, the north of the city is a beautiful and peaceful scene. Although the soldiers were tense, they stood from morning to noon, and did not see a single moving thing.
"Report!" A soldier sweated profusely and ran over, "Report to the general, the south of the city is under fierce attack by thieves, and the war is tight, so I ordered the general to send a hundred elite soldiers to support!" β
"Got it! You go to the side to rest first, and I'll order the troops!" As soon as the general turned around, he saw a short soldier standing in front with a smile on his face, and behind him stood a white-skinned soldier.
"General, send us to the south of the city, we promise to defend the city wall to the death, and not let the enemy cross the city wall even a step!" The short soldier slapped his chest with a crackle, and then pulled the recruit behind him, and the recruit said lazily: "Yes, we must be fine, please believe us!" β
The general patted the short man on the shoulder and said, "Guarding Xuchang needs such a brave hero, but the Taishou has designated to select elite soldiers, so you two will guard it here!" β
These two people are Xiao Ming and Zhang Wei.
Xiao Ming's so-called method of mixing up the city tower was to let Zhang Wei knock the two soldiers on duty unconscious, throw them into the firewood room, and then change their clothes and stand on the city tower early.
Although Zhang Wei was reluctant to wade into this troubled water, he couldn't help but want to teach them a lesson when he thought of the Yellow Turban Thief's act of destroying human nature, so he stood with Xiao Ming.
How do you know that the north city gate was calm all morning, Xiao Ming was still a little patient at first, and it didn't take long for him to start muttering and complaining, but he was afraid that he had just left and the enemy rushed over again, so he could only stand here patiently.
When he heard that the south gate was tight, he immediately pulled Zhang Wei to take the initiative to ask for help as if he had been stimulant, but he didn't know that in the eyes of the generals, these two people were completely unhooked with the elite, and they were even divided into the team of the old, weak, sick and disabled, how could this not make him depressed?
Xiao Ming stood on the city wall angrily, without saying a word, and smashed the ground with the spear in his hand, attracting the sideways glances of the soldiers next to him.
Zhang Wei gently pulled the corner of Xiao Ming's clothes, and said softly: "You must not take it lightly, if my estimate is correct, this is the enemy's plan to attack the west!" Feint to attack the south gate, deliberately ignore the north gate, and when these elites pass, they should storm here! "He's just talking nonsense, he just wants to bluff Xiao Ming and let him stand guard honestly.
Even if there was no enemy at the north gate, he had thought of a pretext, that is, a miscalculation, who could have expected that things would be like a god!
Xiao Ming really fell for the plan, and immediately changed his state, standing on the city in high spirits, not moving. Zhang Wei laughed in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only stand straight and stand with Xiao Ming, but he was too bored, and after a while, the upper and lower eyelids began to fight.
"Big brother, you are really accurate, you are really here!" Xiao Ming excitedly pulled Zhang Wei's arm, and the latter suddenly woke up.
I saw seven people coming down from the city, all wearing black clothes and white sleeves, led by a young man, handsome, but charming, a little not male or female.
"True Heavenly Sect!? How did they end up here, it's really haunting! Zhang Wei moved his stiff joints, and thought to himself: I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time, it's really time to come, just grab a few live mouths, and ask where Zhang Sheng went.
Seeing some strange people, he didn't know whether they were friends or foes, and shouted from the city wall: "Below, don't go any further, Xuchang has been closed down, if you take a step further, we will release arrows, hurry up!" β
As if they hadn't heard the words, they walked like the city gate, and the man led by them smiled "charmingly" at the general, and said: "You're welcome, if you want to release arrows, let's release them, we are here to attack the city!" β
The general had never seen such an arrogant person, but he did not dare to be careless, and said to the soldiers in the city: "Crossbowmen prepare!" They don't have a ladder and can't get up! β
As soon as his words fell, suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and the seven people under the city were gone, and suddenly a cold voice came from behind: "I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you, we don't need a ladder to attack the city!" β