It's late at night.

Zhang Yan sat in the camp tent, burning the brazier, and reading a book in the faint light.

After a long time, he stood up, stretched his body, walked out of the tent, and glanced in the direction of Xuzhou.

It was cold and quiet outside, except for the crows' crows, which were annoying.

Most of the Yellow Turbans were asleep, and only those who were on vigil gathered around the campfire, shivering with their thin clothes.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but sigh gloomily, although the Yellow Turban was powerful, but the uprising was hasty, and there were so many people who joined the army, some soldiers couldn't even allocate weapons, let alone others.

If you don't take Xuzhou, how can you survive this cold winter?

Jiang Zhe? Who is this? Can it be valued by great sages and good teachers?

However, the great sage and good teacher are too ridiculous, one city and one person, which is more important, you can see at a glance, for the sake of the soldiers below, this Xuzhou I Zhang Zi'an must take it, if Jiang Zhe unfortunately died in the war, the responsibility will be borne by a certain force!

"Young marshal?" The yellow turban soldiers by the bonfire saw Zhang Yan and got up one after another.

Zhang Yan frowned slightly, what he was most disgusted with was that others called him a young marshal, he thought that his military exploits were not the slightest false, they were all fought by real swords and guns, and he didn't want to live under the aura of Zhang Niujiao.

Zhang Niujiao is one of the most trusted disciples of the great sage and good teacher Zhang Jiao.

"Sit down!" Zhang Yan sat down with those Yellow Turban soldiers, and said with a smile, "Ming said the battle, can you have confidence?" ”

"Of course!" It is not allowed to make loud noises at night, for fear of causing misunderstandings and causing uncontrollable consequences (bombing the camp), but from these low words, Zhang Yan heard a strong sense of confidence.

Oh, yes! How can those so-called officers and soldiers compete with my Yellow Turban elite soldiers, and when Ming says that he has to call Chen Deng, look at the military appearance of my Yellow Turban soldiers!

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a cannon shot outside the camp, and then the drums shook the sky, and the shouts shook the ground.

Zhang Yan's face changed, he stood up suddenly, pulled out the sword at his waist and shouted, "How dare you come to steal the camp?" Wake them up, and go out with me to meet the enemy! ”

It cannot be said that Zhang Yan's ability to command the army is not high, and after only a few dozen breaths, the Yellow Turban soldiers have already run out of the camp tents, holding their weapons and starting to prepare.

Zhang Yan was the first to break out of the camp.

At first glance, he suddenly felt that he had been fooled, how could there be half a figure outside?

"It's fast!" Zhang Yan returned to the camp hatefully, "Xuzhou is all rats!" ”

Since the Xuzhou soldiers seemed to have retreated, all the yellow scarves returned to the camp to rest, and Zhang Yandid roasted the fire by the bonfire.

Rubbing his hands together, Zhang Yan sighed and asked the Yellow Turban soldiers beside him, "After the capture of Xuzhou this time, ......?"

Before he finished speaking, there was another cannon shot outside the camp, and the shouts of killing came to his face.

"Rat dares!" Zhang Yan was furious, and rushed out again with his sword, but there was no figure outside.

"Rats!" Zhang Yan could only spit and turned around hatefully, and when he returned to the camp, he suddenly saw that many sleeping Yellow Turban soldiers got up again, and suddenly his heart chuckled.

Could it be ......

When the third time there was another cannon shot outside, Zhang Yan was already sure in his heart that this was the strategy of the Xuzhou army!

Exhausting tactics!

On the fourth and fifth occasions, Zhang Yan was still afraid of an accident, so he left about 2,000 soldiers on guard.

However, after going back and forth more than ten times, Zhang Yan finally understood that he was looking down on the other party, and then ordered, "The army rests!" ”

There was another cannon shot outside, and Zhang Yan glanced at Xuzhou City and threw a few sticks of firewood into the bonfire.

Sure enough, after shouting outside for a while, it was silent.

Looking at the few yellow turban soldiers around him who were still a little nervous, Zhang Yan frowned and looked at the sky, afraid that it would be two or three hours before he came out.

So, while Zhang Yan was roasting the bonfire, he turned a deaf ear to the sound outside, and said in his heart, after the words come out, I will set foot in Xuzhou and see what tricks you have left.

But having said that, Zhang Yan had a feeling of uneasiness in her heart, her hand never left the hilt of the sword, and Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief when a glimmer of light appeared in the sky.

It doesn't matter if this breath is relaxed, but people are starting to feel a little tired, and it is no wonder that they have been on guard all night.

Suddenly, there was another cannon shot outside, and when Zhang Yan squinted his eyes and laughed, he suddenly caught a glimpse of many dark shadows approaching the camp.

Really come to the camp to steal it? He stood up suddenly, but he felt a black look in front of him (this kid is estimated to be anemic), and shook a few times before he stood up straight in the support of the Yellow Turban soldier next to him.

"Leave me alone! Wake up the soldiers! Meet the enemy with me! ”

How can this be in time?

I saw that the person who came in was Fang Yue, holding a spear in his hand, his eyes were like cold stars, and in an instant, he stabbed down several yellow scarves who were keeping vigil, which made Zhang Yan's eyes suddenly red and his heart hateful.

stepped forward and fought a few times, Zhang Yan faintly felt that his body was a little stiff, and his hands were a little trembling.

Fang Yue saw the opportunity and shot at Zhang Yan, when Zhang Yan was frightened, one of Zhang Yan's guards protected the master, grabbed the spear tightly, let it stay in his abdomen, and turned back to Zhang Yan and said, "Young marshal, retreat quickly!" ”

Zhang Yan still wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the guards, Fang Yue looked at the side, it seemed that he was alone, afraid that he would not be pleased, so he killed elsewhere.

Nearly 1,000 Xuzhou elite soldiers entered the flock of tigers and sheep, and most of the yellow scarves who were killed woke up from their dreams, and before they understood what was happening, they became ghosts under the knife.

As the flow of people killed for a while, Fang Yue suddenly saw a place, his face was happy, and he shouted, "Burn this thing, our trip will be successful!" ”

Not good! Zhang Yan, who was dragged away by the guards, suddenly came to his senses, if they were ......

Before he could finish thinking about it, he saw the flames rising into the sky, and his heart suddenly darkened, the grain and grass must have been burned......

After drinking the guards, Zhang Yan also wanted to gather the Yellow Turban soldiers, first, to resist the enemy, and secondly, to save grain and grass.

I didn't want those Yellow Turban soldiers who ran out of the camp tent to panic, running back and forth, noisy people, and Zhang Yan's shouts were covered up before they spread far.

Presumably that Chen Yuanlong again! Zhang Yan slammed his helmet on the ground, took the sword and slashed it in the palm of his hand, then clenched his fists and swore an oath, "Chen Yuanlong, this revenge is not shared!" Someone will destroy your three tribes! ”

At the same time, Chen Deng, who was far away in Xuzhou, suddenly sneezed, and he didn't care, and continued to say to Jiang Zhe, "The teacher is really clever...... It's just bitter to preach brother and two hundred generals. ”

"It's not bitter, it's not bitter...... Sun Mao was shivering with cold at this time, and said while drinking hot tea, "It's just that when I went for the first time, I was very panicked......

"You must have run away early, right?" Chen Deng teased.

Sun Mao's face turned red, and he said unconvinced, "A certain is not a military general, and he has no righteous old man...... cough, how can you not panic if you have the wisdom to keep righteousness? Bai said that when he saw the Yellow Turban Army, it was really evil! ”

"Husband, ......" Xiu'er said with some confusion while handing Jiang Zhe a hot towel (what is this called), "The concubine is a little puzzled. ”

"What's the problem?"

"If you want to steal the camp, let Mr. Sun cheat him a few times, why wait until the neighbors come out? If the Yellow Turban Army had gotten up early, wouldn't it have missed a big deal? ”

When you slept the heaviest at five or six o'clock, do you remember? To put it mildly, thunder won't wake up.

Jiang Zhe shook his head and said with a smile, "This is the time when people are most sleepy, this is one, and second, if the yellow turban thief deliberately guards, by that time, he will already be numb all over, how can he fight?" ”

How else can it be said that the pre-dawn is the darkest?

"The teacher has already made up his mind, otherwise how would he let Fang Yue's thousand soldiers eat and drink enough, and wait in the Chen Mansion for several hours?"

"This victory is very tricky...... Xiu'er looked at Jiang Zhe with a slight smile, "Don't be ......careless in the future."

"That natural ......" Jiang Zhe nodded, and then said, "Xiu'er, why don't we go back and rest first?" ”

“……”

In this battle, Fang Yue led an army of 1,000, killed hundreds of enemies, lost dozens of soldiers, burned countless grains and grass, and won a big victory! Zhang Yan pulled out the camp and retreated ten miles!

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