The sun was setting in the west, and the sky was a thick blood-red, and several layers of clouds were outlined in bright red.

At the end of the hills outside Yunli Township, Zu Zhao led a total of more than 1,000 volunteers from various counties in the north of the county, and was marching to the high ground in an orderly manner. The time agreed to launch a general attack is getting closer and closer, and a big battle that is ready to start will always make everyone's hearts tense and accompanied by a slight feeling of blood rushing.

After the battle of Xiyang County, the morale of this volunteer army from the north of the county is on the tip of the knife. In addition, most of the Yellow Turban Army outside the northeast city was transferred away last night, which cannot but be said to be a succession of good things. Therefore, even if the big war is coming, everyone is full of confidence, not only does not have any thoughts of greed for life and fear of death, but also sharpens their fists and hopes to show their achievements on the battlefield.

At the front of the team were more than a dozen scouts who were scouting, not only responsible for leading the way, but also alert for any movement ahead. As the leader's scouts informed him that he was about to arrive at the expected location, Zu Zhao ordered the whole army to rest behind a slightly larger hill for the time being, and take out dry food to fill their stomachs as soon as possible.

Zu Zhao came to the top of the hill, raised his eyes to look in the direction of Pinggang County, and at a glance, he could see the shadow of Pinggang County City seven or eight miles away, as well as the wide hills and plains between each other. At the end of the plain, close to the direction of Pinggang County, some smoke is rising, and it is dinner time at this moment, and you don't need to think much to know that it is the Yellow Turban Army outside the city making a fire. Because the distance was a little far away, and there were undulating hills in sight, it was not clear to see the situation of the Yellow Turban Army camp at this time.

Zu Cheng ran up from under the hill, and after coming to Zu Zhao's side and stopped, he handed over a piece of rice wrapped in leaves in his hand and said, "Eldest son, let's eat something first." Seeing that it is getting dark, I don't know when the battle will last tonight. ”

Zu Zhao's eyes were still staring into the distance, but at the same time, he also reached out and took the piece of rice cake from Zu Cheng's hand, at this time, he couldn't not eat at all because of his bad appetite, after all, it was a hard job to fight. While taking a bite of the rice cracker, he asked Zu Cheng, "Are the big guys all eating?" ”

Zu Cheng nodded, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, you don't need to worry about eating, everyone is worried about being able to eat a full stomach every day, how can you delay at this time?" ”

Zu Zhao bowed his head and said, "That's good." His gaze did not change, and for a moment there was always a hint of sentimentality in his heart, and he really didn't know how many people would be able to eat with everyone after this battle.

After a slight pause, Zu Cheng suddenly asked, "Eldest Prince, do you think we can do it tonight?" ”

Zu Zhao said in a very firm tone: "Whether it is successful or not, it is all in one move." ”

Zu Cheng was stunned for a while, and he didn't understand what Zu Zhao meant for a while, but since Zu Zhao's tone was so unswerving, I believe that this must be a confident performance.

Two quarters of an hour later, the thick sky gradually thinned, and the afterglow on the horizon was struggling.

The scout, who was exploring the way ahead, turned back to the bottom of the hill and reported to Zu Zhao the specific situation of the Yellow Turban Army camp in the northeast. There was no anomaly around the camp, and there was no other suspicious movement within more than ten miles to the south and north. It was observed that there were about 1,000 Yellow Turban troops in the camp in the northeast, as well as about 3 or 200 war horses, and the granary was in the camp, and there were more than 100 heavy soldiers in charge of guarding. However, if you want to kill the inside of the camp, you have to break the camp first.

Zu Zhao originally didn't plan to succeed easily, so he summoned the volunteer leaders from all counties, carefully studied the placement of the Yellow Turban military camp according to the information returned by the scouts, and immediately began to arrange the offensive strategy. Although Youbeiping County is currently generally short of food, it should not lose the overall situation because of immediate interests. He assigned 600 infantry to attack from the front, and before the charge, he used a rain of arrows to deter the thieves from the camp, and then cooperated with 400 cavalry to launch a fierce charge from the east through the hilly slopes, and as usual, he first shot one by one to suppress the enemy. He made a special request to carry a bow and arrow, and the first round of arrows was all ignited to create as much fire as possible.

After listening to Zu Zhao's arrangement, everyone was a little worried and unbearable.

Gao Huan wrung his brows and said: "If there is a fire, it is indeed burning the thief camp, but what about the grain and grass in the thief camp?" ”

The others nodded yes one after another, they came from various counties, and they originally didn't carry much dry food, even if they replenished some of it in Xiyang County, but more than a thousand mouths were not enough. Even if it has not yet reached the point of starvation, if there is chaos today, we must always make long-term plans, and it will only be beneficial and harmless to be able to reserve more grain and grass.

Zu Zhao said solemnly: "The most important thing at the moment is not the grain and grass, but us. ”

His words were loud and clear, especially the four words zuihou, which had a sonorous and unshakable meaning.

Everyone looked at each other, a little puzzled, but after all, Zu Zhao emphasized "himself", and he could still attract attention more or less, hoping to figure out what was going on. So, all eyes were focused on Zu Zhao's body.

After a slight pause, Zu Zhao continued: "If we can break through the thief camp here today, we will definitely be able to take the initiative in the overall situation of the county, but this does not mean that this rebellion is over. You must know that there are nearly 10,000 thieves in the vicinity of Pinggang County, and we can't make a battle too long because of this little grain and grass. What does prolongation mean? It means that we will have more casualties. In order to achieve the victory of Zuihou, it is necessary to ensure vitality. ”

Someone asked, "But if there is no food and grass, how can we ensure our vitality?" ”

Zu Zhao almost didn't hesitate, and said bluntly: "There will always be grain and grass, but if you have suffered too many casualties in this battle, what can you do if you get these grains and grass?" Things need to be prioritized. The foot archers used fire bows to camp thieves, hoping to cause the maximum casualties in the shortest time and rendezvous with the city as soon as possible. ”

Gao Huan wanted to refute a few words, but this was just out of dissatisfaction with Zu Zhao's personal feelings, but after thinking about it, he felt that Zu Zhao's words were irrefutable, and in the end he could only say nothing.

Others, even if they still complain, are just emotional, and now that they have made up their minds, they will of course comply. Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and no one said anything more.

Zu Zhao made a solemn decision: "Just decide, take all the remaining fire oil, and let the archers paint the arrows." A quarter of an hour later, we set off. ”

The children of Zujiazhuang were the first to respond, and then the two counties of Junmi and Tuyin expressed their approval. They have all witnessed Zu Zhao's decision-making ability, decisively attacked Xiyang County, and killed the thief chief Zhang Play in a battle, how can such a majestic thing not convince the public. As for Wuzhong County's volunteers, although they had some festivals with Zu Zhao before, and they did not directly participate in the battle to recover Xiyang County, they had a little nostalgia for Zu Zhao. But even so, everyone knows that Zu Zhao is brave and extraordinary, and no one dares to make mistakes easily, but he is a little cold in his attitude.

After some preparation, the archers smeared the arrows with oil, and the sky was already completely dark.

Zu Zhao asked Gao Huan to lead Buyong, and he led more than 400 horsemen to move to the hills due east first.

Gao Huan still rode his horse, walking at the front of the team, he is not a stingy person, he will still be meticulous when he should be serious, and personal matters can be kept private. The team marched in like this, and in the darkness it was like a living nightmare, quietly leaning towards the bright Yellow Turban Army camp ahead.

In the Yellow Turban barracks, those peasant soldiers were busy with ordinary things as usual, completely unaware of the catastrophe that was coming.

The rider arrived at the position first, and Zu Zhao stood on the top of the hilly slope, looking up at the direction of the Buyong led by Gao Huan. Gao Huan had also arrived at the meeting point, but the Bu Yong team was a little scattered, and it took some effort before they lined up. Zu Zhao lifted his halberd and rode his horse along the front of the cavalry formation without hurrying. Everywhere they passed, the riders all raised their long weapons in their hands, revealing majestic expressions one by one.

Zu Zhao's iron bucket-like plate armor made a clanging sound when he moved, although his armor had caused a lot of heated discussions in the past period of time, and they were laughing at his armor for being extremely ugly, but when it was really time to go into battle to kill the enemy, those people always muttered in their hearts: No matter how ugly the armor like an iron bucket is, it will be born out of nothing at this time.

As soon as he returned to his original position, Zu Zhao heard a shout of charging from Gao Huan's side.

In the darkness, it was not clear what was going on, except that the net-like fires lit up in patches, and they were the archers who were lighting the feathered arrows in turn. As the shouts vibrated more and more, the netted fire points gradually changed from a state of confusion to a neat one, indicating that the archers had raised their bows and arrows to aim. In a few moments, the sound of strings piercing the silence in the darkness, and the netted fires instantly turned into raindrops, stirring up countless parabolas under the black curtain and heading towards the Yellow Turban Thieves' camp.

The rocket only fired two rounds, after which Gao led the charge with his team.

Under the rain of arrows, the Yellow Turban barracks suddenly ignited with speckled fires.

There was instant chaos in the camp, and panic swept the whole country. Many people shouted and stumbled, and the figures were like headless flies in the firelight, and they could not tell for a long time.

Seeing this, Zu Zhao pulled the reins, the front hooves of the mount lifted off the ground, and he shouted: "Brothers, follow me into battle!" ”

The horsemen echoed, and all of them first shot a round of arrows according to the agreement, then took up the bow of the horse, lifted the long weapon, and followed Zu Zhao as if he were bursting the embankment and rushing down the hill like a torrent.

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