Yang Luo rode a horse and galloped all the way, just wanted to rush back to the old camp as soon as possible, although Lu Xunzhi was an old man and an official in his eyes, but after all, he had not led a soldier seriously, and if he really encountered an attack by a large army, most of them would only be at a loss.

But when he arrived in front of the old crow mountain barracks, he felt that his worries were a little unnecessary.

At this time, when it was about to be dark, the gate of the camp of Lao Yashan was closed, and a group of patrols patrolled up and down the city wall, and the horse cards and wooden shields for defense had been set up, and the lights in the village were sparse, only the city wall was lit with blazing pine torches, which illuminated the vicinity of the city wall, and it would be discovered if you wanted to approach it slightly.

"I'm Yang Luo!" Yang Luo approached the city gate and shouted, "Put down the drawbridge and let me in!" ”

"Commander Yang!" The city responded loudly: "Lu Tong has given a death order, and he can't be recognizable at night, so he won't be ready to open the door!" ”

Yang laughed out loud: "Don't you know my voice!" ”

"Still." The head of the city replied loudly: "But after all, rules are rules!" Lu Tongzhi said, violators of the order will be beheaded! ”

"What a bunch of elm lumps!" Yang scolded angrily: "The old wooden head met the little wooden head, and he was stupid to the family!" ”

"Isn't it possible that this official wants to spend the night outside the city!"

"Don't be in a hurry! You tether your horse to your antlers! We'll put the hanging basket down and pick you up! "A huge hanging basket soon fell from the wall.

Yang Luo had no choice but to tie the horse to the nearest antlers. I rolled over and got into the basket. Let people hang on the city wall.

"Lu Weng, it's so hard to enter the city." Yang Luo couldn't help but complain when he walked into the side hall of the chief manager's yamen.

Lu Xunzhi held up a dim oil lamp, and under the lamp was a whole topographical map of the vicinity of Lao Ya Mountain.

"The situation is grim and we have to do it." There was no apology in Lu Xunzhi's words: "Don't talk about this, pure father, come and see what else is wrong with the armament?" ”

Yang Luo briefly went through the defense map, and had to admire Lu Xunzhi's strict mind in his heart, even many battle-hardened generals couldn't compare.

The biggest fear of people is that they are unwilling to learn, as long as you have the motivation to learn, there is no obstacle that cannot be overcome.

"No problem." Yang said, "But I still have a request. ”

"Say it." Lu Xunzhi looked at the map and said without raising his head.

"Give me fifty." Yang Luo said: "Let them bring more flags, go to the mountains where no one can ambush, and quietly plant a few in each place."

Lu Xunzhi raised his head and asked suspiciously, "What is this for?" ”

"The real is the virtual, and the virtual is the real." Yang Luo said: "The beauty of this art of war. Let the Mongols be on guard everywhere, so that they can have a time when they are not prepared. ”

"Alas," Lu Xunzhi sighed: "Fighting a war is really a treacherous and treacherous act, I still fight my honest battle." ”

"I have my plan, and you can continue to take your ladder over the wall." Yang Yu smiled: "No matter what the method, it is a good way to repel the Tartars." ”

As he spoke, he stood up, stretched his waist, and said, "I'm sleepy, let's talk about something tomorrow morning." Regardless of Lu Xunzhi, he pushed open the door of the side hall and walked out.

When Lu Xunzhi woke Yang Zhu up, Yang Luo was immersed in a sweet dream, and his mouth was mixed with slurred words: "Dry this cup, I will tell you the story of the Yangzhou girl" and other dream words.

Lu Xunzhi shouted: "There is beacon smoke in the north. ”

This sentence immediately sobered Yang Tuo eight or nine points. He rolled over and got up, and as he got dressed, he asked, "How many Tartars have come?" ”

According to the proposal of Yang Luo and Wang Deng, in the mountains hundreds of miles away from the old camp, the Tulong army also set up a secret lookout post, and when the enemy was found, it lit a beacon smoke warning in order to gain a little precious preparation time.

"I don't know." Lu Xunzhi shook his head and said, "The signal of the beacon smoke means that the number of enemies is not clear. ”

Yang Luo scolded: "The outpost is useless, why can't you even figure out the number of enemies?" ”

"When these people encounter an enemy for the first time, nervousness is inevitable." Lu Xunzhi shoved the sword into Yang Xuan's hand: "Most likely he lit a cigarette when he saw the enemy's rangers." ”

"Don't talk too much, prepare for the enemy."

When Yang Lu and the others came to the lobby, the generals were already waiting. Chen Guang stepped forward and said, "The spies who investigated in advance have already sent out of the army. The battalions were in their positions. What to do next, please tell the ruler. ”

Lu Xunzhi and Yang Luo glanced at each other, and Yang Luo said: "I'll take Chen Guang out of the gang to feel the enemy's situation first, if it's just a small group of rangers, just wipe them out on the spot, if it's really a large group of enemy soldiers, I want to stop them, Lu Weng has some time to prepare." ”

Chen Guang's subordinates were all selected fighters who acted quickly and quickly, and their names were called Youyi Battalion. After the southern crossing, there were usually itinerant soldiers in the garrison armies, mainly to carry out some guerrilla warfare, reconnaissance and surprise military tasks.

Zheng Yunming's troops did not have cavalry, so it was impossible to set up an armed reconnaissance team like Han Yue.

Lu Xunzhi had no other way to think of it, and said: "When you go out to investigate, you have to be careful. If you need anything, just mention it. ”

"Give me a hundred vermilion lacquer archers from the Left Wing Army." Yang Liang's answer was simple and clear: "The armor is useless to the Youyi camp. ”

"After we set off, the land control must close the door of the village, as long as I don't personally lead the team back, anyone who approaches Dazhai will not ask the enemy, I just use a bow and arrow to greet me."

"You don't have to worry about it." Lu Xunzhi said with a straight face: "Give me a good life and come back alive, even if you have a great achievement." ”

"Don't worry." Yang Luo took a general order from the table, and said with a smile: "Lord Yan can't stand my Yang Luo's verbosity, and he will always drive me back." ”

The whole group set off from the Youyi battalion searched more than 30 miles north along the avenue, and received the forward spies who were desperately rushing back to the big battalion.

Yang Luo stuffed the bamboo tube filled with water into the hands of the panting spies and asked, "What is the situation ahead?" ”

The spy raised his head and drank two sips of water, took a moment of breath and said, "There are more than a hundred cavalry in the Tartars, and they seem to be in the appearance of real Tartars, and they are following the road in the direction of Lao Yao Mountain, and they are about to reach Yanjia Village. ”

Yang Luo patted the spy on the shoulder: "Good job, quickly return to the old camp and report to the commander." ”

The spy answered, rested for a while, and ran south.

Yang Luo looked at the soldiers of the You Yi Army, with a nervous and frightened look on his face, after all, the drill is just a drill, and when it comes to actual combat, life and death are decided, and no one is sure that it is as foolproof as during training.

"Don't be afraid," Yang Luo said: "Tartars are also people, if you call them with knives, axes, bows and arrows, they will also be injured and bleed, and if you are full of momentum, they will also be afraid to flee." As long as everything is done according to my commands, you will be safe. ”

As he spoke, he made a gesture for Chen Guang to come over, and the two discussed a few words in a low voice. Chen Guang made an ordered gesture, left the group with some people, and walked away.

"Pick up the pace and move forward!" Yang Luo said loudly: "Be sure to intercept the Tartars in Yanjia Village!" ”

But to be fair, if it weren't for the Mongols' delay in Yanjia Village due to lack of food, the Youyi camp would probably not have had time to meet the enemy here.

Yang Luo and Shi Shi, the vanguard officer of the Youyi camp, quietly poked their heads out of the long grass and watched the busy figures of the Mongolian soldiers in the village from a distance.

The result of busyness is, of course, nothing, and Yanjia Village has carried out a thorough clearing of the wilderness under the strict supervision of Zheng Yunming. All the men, women and children of the village are now housed in the old camp of Lao Yashan to store food. Soft and applied utensils were also transported into the village. Not to mention food, not even chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs are left. The house was completely demolished by the official army, and even the well was thrown into stone. It is said that such a thing as sealing up the well is completely useless in the Jinghu area, because there are thousands of rivers of all sizes in the local area, and it is impossible for the enemy to lack drinking water.

"Even if it's to drink water, you have to make them walk two more steps!" When the order was issued, Zheng Yunming said so viciously.

His paranoid order Yang Luo is dismissive, and Yang Liang's war logic is always to obtain the greatest result at the least cost. Fighting with the enemy is such a thing as a foolish thing in Yang Yu's logic.

Disgruntled complaints rang out from the village, a Mongol who looked like an officer shouted loudly in Mongolian, and the disappointed soldiers came out of their houses one after another and began to concentrate.

"Is the team in place?" Yang Luo suddenly asked.

Shi Gang replied, "I'm waiting for your order." ”

"Do it." Yang Luo said in a low voice: "Let the children act decently." ”

Shi Gang nodded, raised the bamboo whistle on his chest, and put it to his mouth.

The Mongolian sentinels in the village heard a loud whistle, but they were all veterans of many battles, and they quickly raised their regimental signs to form a formation, and the head of the hundred households (called Nalban Nayan in Mongolian) stood behind the heavy regimental signs and looked around at the situation.

The Song army of the north brigade of the village held high the banner, and rushed over with knives, guns, bows and arrows.

The hundred households were also people who had followed the army to the west, and they had gone through many battles, and at a glance, they concluded that it was just a rabble.

The combined effect of the frustration of the village's nothingness and the victories since the southern expedition was his decision to cling to this small Song army and use the heads of the southerners as the only gain of the trip.

At this time, the head of the hundred households threw the task of sentry into the enemy army behind, he shouted orders, and the cavalry mounted their horses one after another, armed with bows and arrows, and bravely rushed towards the Song army.

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