"Second son, this is a sketch of the battlefield drawn by his subordinates, and everything is in it." As he spoke, Li Yu took out a long cloth from his arms and handed it to the air with both hands.

A brocade guard had already stepped forward to take it over, and after checking that there was no problem, he handed it to Zhang Chao.

Zhang Chao grounded the map, put it on the ground and looked at it one by one, and then beckoned: "Come, you can introduce it in detail." ”

"Yes." Li Yu agreed, and then stepped forward, stood two meters away, and then began to introduce the details of the map.

The shortest distance that a member of Tianyan can approach Zhang Chao at a distance of two meters, this is the death rule that Bai Tong gave to Lu Fei, and the family member of Tianyan explained the situation to the two hundred children below. She deliberately emphasized that no matter what emergency happens, no one should cross the last two meters of distance, otherwise it will be the end of death on the spot.

For this, Li Yu, as a member of Tianyan, naturally knows it. This time, she disguised herself as an outcast, and came outside the long club, dressed up as a woman with a black and gray face, so that he could move better and make it impossible for others to notice her. In ten days, she completed this sketch.

Li Yu followed Zhang Miao out of the city, in other words, Zhang Chao has been paying attention to the situation of the Changshe, and he has been waiting for an opportunity for himself.

The sketch unfolded, showing the location of the Yellow Turban Army, the Changshe, and Cao Apu and Zhang Miao, who had rushed there first.

As a map, it's already qualified. At least from the picture, I can understand a lot of things. With Li Yu's explanation on the side, Zhang Chao had a basic understanding of the situation.

"Zilong, what do you think?" Zhang Chao deliberately tested Zhao Yun.

In the battle of Changshe, Zhang Chao read the history and knew that in the end, it was Huangfu Song who seized the fighter plane, took advantage of the cover of the dark moon and high wind, and ordered the soldiers to infiltrate the rebel army and set fire to the camp. Huangfu Song took advantage of the situation to make a noise to attack, and the rebel army was defeated and retreated. On the way, it was intercepted by Cao Cao's army, a cavalry commander who came to reinforce him, and suffered heavy losses. Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun, and Cao Cao joined forces in three ways, took advantage of the victory to pursue, Bocai returned to the division to fight again, and was defeated again, and tens of thousands of Yellow Turban troops were killed.

The record of the Battle of Changshe in history is still very detailed, and the reason why Zhang Chao will remember it is because he once burned down the company camp in the same way, and that time he severely damaged an opponent who was much more powerful than him in the Golden Triangle region.

Knowing the result, Zhang Chao deliberately tested Zhao Yun to see if this general had a plan in addition to being courageous.

Zhao Yun looked at the map carefully, and asked Li Yu in detail about the specific situation, and then said half-loudly: "Lord, can you consider fire attack?" Li Yu said that the camp tents of the Yellow Turban Army were all built according to the grass. ”

"Haha, that's right." Hearing that Zhao Yun actually thought of a good way to attack with fire, Zhang Chao couldn't help but laugh with satisfaction.

Seeing that Zhang Chao agreed with his suggestion, Zhao Yun's face also showed a smile. It's just that then he said: "It's just that if you want to achieve a fire attack, you need to borrow strength from the wind direction, but I don't know what the wind direction is?" ”

"It doesn't matter what direction the wind is, we just rush up with the speed of our horses. When the time comes, no matter whether it is a southeast wind or a northwest wind, as long as the camp tent is opened, we can cover up and go away and deal a heavy blow to the Yellow Turban Army. Zhang Chao waved his hand, a frame to be attacked.

It was not a casual remark to make this decision, but Zhang Chao had thought about it several times a long time ago, and he had rehearsed it several times in his mind.

The emperor in history is the Yellow Turban Army that was burned with the help of the wind, and now he has not done it, he should be waiting to use the wind. At the same time, Zhang Chao didn't believe that even Zhao Yun could think of a way, Cao Apu and his brother would not be able to see it, and they should be waiting for the wind to blow.

But it's really different for yourself. First of all, he has cavalry, which has absolute speed once he attacks. Second, it doesn't matter what the soldiers and horses of the imperial court are or the Yellow Turban Army, in his opinion, they will be his opponents in the future, just set it on fire, he doesn't need to worry so much.

Zhang Chao made a decision, and Zhao Yun had to nod and obey. Looking back at the crowd, he said, "Okay, everyone hurry up and eat and get a good night's sleep, and it's time to see us stretch our hands at night." ”

arranged for everyone to eat and sleep, Zhang Chao was not idle, and began to look for fire oil with Zhao Yun and Li Yu. Without the help of the wind, fire oil is a must.

Fortunately, although everyone in Songjia Village is gone, there are some things that can't be moved, such as the fire oil that every family has, which has leftovers, and it is enough to search for it. After everything was ready, Zhang Chao asked Li Yu to step back and investigate the information, and then he did lean on a door panel and fell asleep.

The sky gradually began to darken, and when the night entered the evening, Zhang Chao was woken up by Jinyiwei, and the group began to approach from Songjia Village to Changshe.

The walls of the shrine are brightly lit, and from time to time you can see the city guards patrolling back and forth on it.

This is the twenty-first day of the defense, and both the guards and ordinary soldiers feel very tired.

I don't dare to relax in the slightest spirit, and my nerves have always been tense; Physically unable to eat and drink as on time as before, after the rations began to be limited, the body felt more and more loaded, and it seemed that it was on the verge of physical and mental collapse at any time.

A general with eyebrows like swords, big eyes, and a square face in armor was standing under the city wall and looking into the distance. Whenever a soldier walks by him, he will respectfully address the general.

This person is one of the generals sent by the imperial court to suppress and exterminate the Yellow Turban Army, and is now the general of the Changshe Guard, Huangfu Song.

Huangfu Song's word is true, his uncle Huangfu Gui is a famous general in the Eastern Han Dynasty, one of the three Ming in Liangzhou, and his father Huangfu Festival once served as the Taishou of Yanmen County, and has been a border general for a long time. When Huangfu Song was a young man, he had good poetry and books, and was familiar with bow horses, and was one of the pillars of the imperial court and military in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

Huangfu Song is benevolent and cautious, dedicated, strategic, and courageous. The Ping Yellow Turban Thief made great contributions, and when he led the Jizhou pastor, he asked the imperial court to reduce or exempt the field tax of Jizhou for one year, and the people praised it. During his tenure in office, he made more than 500 speeches, exhortations, or supplements, and each time he wrote by hand, and destroyed the drafts without revealing them at all.

In the army, he was kind to the soldiers and won the favor of the public. Every time the troops stopped and camped, he had to wait until the camp curtain was properly erected before returning to his tent. He ate only after all the soldiers had eaten. Some of his subordinates accepted bribes, but Huangfu Song did not show responsibility, but gave him money and things again, and the officials were ashamed, and some even committed suicide. Huangfu Song also folded the corporal, and there were no guests at the door, and people praised him at that time, and they all joined him.

It can be said that Huangfu Song was a good general of the court in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the mainstay. He may not have the ability of some princes, but in terms of loyalty to the Han dynasty, there are indeed few people who can compare.

This time he was ordered to exterminate the Yellow Turban Army, Huangfu Song was originally complacent, and under the leadership of General Lu Zhi, he killed all the way, and indeed won several battles. This time, because Zhu Jun first fought against the Yellow Turban Army's Bocai Department and failed, he was forced to retreat to Changshe.

Even if he retreats from the long society, Huangfu Song is as confident as ever. In the face of tens of thousands of Yellow Turban troops, there was not the slightest fear.

In addition to the lack of training and combat effectiveness of the Yellow Turban Army, another point is that the other party's generals do not know how to set up formations, which can be seen from the fact that the other party camps according to the grass.

Using the method of fire attack, Huangfu Song had already thought about it more than ten times in his heart, but he didn't take action, but he just waited for the east wind to do it.

After all, there are many tired soldiers in the city, and the number is small, if you rush out rashly, it is likely that you will not be able to set fire, not to mention, and will be surrounded. Besides, if the wind is not in the right direction, if you set it on fire, you may burn yourself.

Out of all kinds of concerns, Huangfu Song has not moved, nor has he told others his methods, he just waits quietly, like a cheetah hunting for food, moving like thunder.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and another middle-aged man in a general's uniform walked over, and he came behind Huangfu Song with a few personal entourage.

"General Zhu, the things on duty have been arranged." Hearing the footsteps behind him, Huangfu Song didn't look back, just spoke.

Zhu Jun, the word Gongwei. Born in a poor family, brave in battle, a famous general in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

Zhu Jun has a thick mustache, which makes people look at it at first, but it has a very good taste of puff.

"Yes, it's all arranged." Zhu Jun agreed, then took two steps forward, and said slowly when he was half a step behind Huangfu Song's position: "General Huangfu, the generals are very tired, I really don't know how many days I can survive like this." ”

From Zhu Jun's words, Huangfu Song heard the sound of worry. "General Zhu, don't worry, although the Yellow Turban Army has a lot of people, it has no combat effectiveness, we just need to find a suitable opportunity to counterattack."

"Opportunity? But fire attack? Zhu Jun asked after hearing this.

When Huang Fu Song heard this, there was a hint of surprise on his face, and then he slowly turned his head.

It is not surprising that Zhu Jun can think of the idea of fire attack, how to say that he is also an excellent general, he has been surrounded in the Changshe for such a long time, if he can't think of such an idea, it will make people look down on him.

"Yes, it's a fire attack. You see that the barracks of the Yellow Turban Thieves are all built on grass, which is simple and convenient, but there are also too many hidden dangers, and you only need enough torches and fire oil to break them. Now what we need to wait for is a strong wind, and when the strong wind rises, it is time to break the enemy. Huangfu Song stretched out his hand and pointed to the military camp in the distance, and said confidently.

"What General Huangfu said is exact, but where does the strong wind come from at this time?" Zhu Jun naturally understood the meaning of these words, and he also knew the benefits of this scheme. But now it's hot, and unless the rain pours heavily, the wind is rarely seen.