Winter is not a good season for marching and fighting.

In the north, heavy snow will cover the mountains, making it impassable for large armies. In the Central Plains, ice on the ground also affected the speed of the march.

But in these troubled times, abnormal things are always uncommon.

In the central and eastern part of Yuzhou, because of the resentment gathered by the long-term war, drought is rampant, ghosts and zombies are abundant, and fertile fields have turned into scorched earth for thousands of miles.

On the side of the shrine, there are also frequent seasonal disorders, floods and droughts. If it weren't for Su Mengzhen's good governance for many years, I was afraid that once a natural disaster came, the earth would be starved all over the country.

It's early winter, but there's not a chill in the air, but the grass and trees in the mountains look listless.

It hasn't rained for a whole month.

"That's a good thing, Mr. Su Can. Lin Xiuzhen said flatteringly: "There is no rain and snow in the sky, there is no ice on the ground, and it is just on the march." ”

Of course, he does not take into account the difficulties that the lack of water has caused to the lives of the people.

Su Can was noncommittal.

Because of the convenience of the march, the enemy also has it.

He carefully examined the arrangement of the fence, antlers, and gates of the camp.

The distance between the large and small camps, the width of the road, the depth of the trench, and the density of the horses are all very particular. Once the enemy attacks, a good camp is easy to attack and easy to defend, and it is better than a thousand armies, while a bad camp will be used by the enemy as an obstacle to trap your own army.

"How is the village in the back mountain?" asked Lin Tonggu.

Lin Tonggu bent down slightly: "Set up along the cliff, solid as gold, and the main village into a corner." Once attacked, the main village can immediately echo it, which can be called foolproof. ”

"That's good. Su Can said with satisfaction: "Beishan is dangerous, but the road is also difficult. Houzhai is related to the safety of our army's grain and drawing roads, and there must be no mistakes. ”

Lin Tonggu nodded heavily: "Order!"

When Lin Tonggu raised his head, he saw a man in white staring at him.

The man was dressed strangely, even his face was covered with a white turban, leaving only a pair of eyeholes outside.

"Childe, who is this?" asked Lin Tonggu suspiciously.

can appear in the important place of the Chinese army, but it is a character he has never seen before, which makes him very strange.

"It doesn't matter. Su Can waved his hand and said, "My newly found guest." ”

Lin Tonggu sighed in his heart.

That Wu Feng reused the unsuccessful Yunshui, which was very dissatisfied. Why is the second son also making trouble like this? He is not from a famous family, and he has no qualifications, so why did he come to this big tent of the Chinese army?

The white-clothed guest seemed to see through his thoughts, and glared at him viciously, his eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to gouge out his eyeballs.

Although Lin Tonggu is not as light as his younger brother Lin Xiuzhen, he is a twin brother after all, and his temper is not much better, and he is about to look back angrily.

At this moment, the urgent call of the herald sounded outside the tent: "Enemy attack, enemy attack!

Su Can responded: "Got it!"

He rubbed his smooth forehead and said, "It's coming so fast...... The enemy is desperate to annihilate us. ”

With that, he walked out of the tent with broken steps.

The Shenxiao army fired thousands of arrows, and many of them were elite archers equipped with pulley bows.

The dense arrows shot towards the camp of the Shentang Army like flying locusts in the sky, and the sound of arrows was like a swarm of locusts vibrating their wings.

The locusts brought death to the people, and the rain of arrows killed the soldiers.

But in the face of the ravages of flying locusts, the people could only cry out for the sky and the earth, crying constantly, and in the face of sharp arrows, the heroic warriors knew that death was ahead, but they also had to move forward bravely.

The sentinels screamed and fell from the watchtowers and walls, but many more raised their shields or used their bunkers to fend off the onslaught of arrows.

After the bitter lesson of the Second Battle of Burning Beanzaka, the Shentang Army carried out military reform under the auspices of Wu Feng, replacing fish scale armor with cotton armor with better anti-arrow effect, increasing the equipment of round shields, and conducting special arrow avoidance training for soldiers.

Coupled with the fact that they were guarding the mountains, the Shenxiao archers were all shooting from their backs, and their power was inevitably weakened.

"Aim, shoot!" Zuo Chengzheng shouted.

The tone was raised, but it was still mechanical, without the slightest fluctuation, with a face like an iron sheet, as if everyone owed him a lot of money.

The newly formed iron artillery unit was trained by him to be disciplined, and shot lead bullets in a uniform manner, turning into streamlines cutting through the whistling mountain wind.

The surging fire snakes dissolve into sharp explosions!

Before the Shenxiao soldiers could even let out a painful scream, their flesh and blood exploded, painting a poignant picture in the air, dotting the country.

Fire, blood flowers, construct the most splendid painting of death.

The Iron Artillery Corps, which crushed the enemy's formation with lead and fire, was indeed the best choice against the Shenxiao strong archers.

Zuo Chengzheng calmly observed such a splendid and magnificent scene.

Shooting condescendingly, as long as the lead bullet can hit, it should be hit hard if it doesn't die, and when a volley is fired, the loss of the Shenxiao archers is not light.

But they all looked resolute, and they exuded a heavy fighting spirit only a veteran.

The war drums in the rear are like thunder, and their footsteps are like a surging drumbeat, full of rhythm.

The so-called "high drinking meeting" did not lower the morale of the enemy at all, but instead increased.

In addition, the Shenxiao Army obviously knew that the Shentang Army had a large number of iron cannons, so their psychological preparation was also in place, not at all.

Yun Shuiyi is right.

Zuo Chengzheng thought secretly - that Wu Feng does have the wisdom to understand people, and as a staff officer, Yun Shuiyi is very good.

He is not a fool, after so many things, Wu Feng is better than Su Can, it is already a self-evident thing, and he must admit it.

But Zuo Chengzheng couldn't forget that on his ninth birthday, Su Can handed him an iron cannon rewarded by Su Mengzhen, saying that it was a birthday gift for him.

Since then, Zuo Chengzheng has discovered his talent in shooting and has been valued by Su Can.

Zuo Chengzheng is a very principled person, and such a kindness is worthy of his reciprocation.

The sound of iron cannons stopped, but the rain of arrows continued.

Compared to bows and arrows, iron cannons take a little longer to reload, and when fired in a volley, they are incredibly powerful, but then they have to be muted for a while.

During this time, he could only rely on the weak archers of the temple to shoot at the enemy.

Even if there is a condescending advantage and the protection of the fortifications, it is really not possible to take advantage.

"Junior General Zuo Chengzheng!" the partial general shouted: "The enemy is getting closer and closer, and the formation has begun to change - the infantry has spread the archers on both wings and is storming the camp!"

"I know. Zuo Chengzheng said calmly: "Throw all the butter bombs out, block and kill the enemy to the greatest extent, and then retreat in an orderly manner." Prepare flammable materials and pile up on the first wall and set fire to make it difficult for the enemy to advance. ”

Although he is not very old, his command is already in good order and not chaotic at all.