'Burn Bowangpo, burn Xinye, burn Huluyu, burn Chibi, burn rattan armor soldiers...... Well, that guy surnamed Kong seems to be the best at using fire. ’

'Why don't Benhou come and burn the Great Slope Valley?' ’

Soaking in the big bathtub, enjoying the shoulders and pinching the back of the two pro-soldiers, Cao Xiang hummed comfortably, but he racked his brains in his heart, just trying to figure out one or two 'magic tricks' and clean up the evil king.

How can a story be a story, he doesn't know that the 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' that Yang Chuan once told him is something that happened in the next two or three hundred years......

"It's naturally very cool to use fire, but the problem is, the conditions don't allow it."

In the end, until the end of the bath, I rinsed my mouth with clear tea, sat down and chewed several handfuls of fried soybeans, but I didn't come up with a single trick, which couldn't help but make Cao Xiang a little annoyed.

At this moment, Ji Wushu came.

"How's the battle going?" Cao Xiang asked.

"Beat the Huns back twice, and beheaded four or five hundred people," Ji Wushu grinned and asked: "It seems that the Huns are determined to fight to the end this time, Pingyang Hou, have you come up with any clever plan?" ”

Cao Xiang smiled indifferently: "The mountain people have their own clever plan, with a flick of their fingers, tens of thousands of Huns, disappear, ashes, bones, ice and snow melt ......"

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, stopped talking nonsense, frowned and waved his hand: "Wait, Ben Hou seems to have thought of something, but he didn't think clearly for a while, and it wasn't thorough enough......"

Ji Wushu didn't dare to speak, so he had to stand with his hands down.

Cao Xiang looked up to the sky, half-squinted, there were words in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was talking about, so for a long time, he opened his eyes, and said with a smile: "Okay, Ben Hou has come up with a clever plan!" ”

"Ji is invincible and obeys orders!"

"Let you lead a group of soldiers and horses, go all the way up the Sugan River, and use stones to intercept the water section of the river, you don't have to cut it off completely, but you must store water layer by layer, and build seventeen or eighteen barrage dams."

"In addition, send three hundred brothers to choose a clearing on the bank of the river near the pass we are guarding, rush to repair a strong camp, and find a way for the Huns to take ......"

Ji Wushu raised his head in astonishment: "Pingyang Hou, build the barrage, the last general can understand a thing or two, this is the use of Han Xin's clever plan to flood the Chu army in the past, if there is a heavy rain, we will dismantle the upstream embankment, and naturally there will be a big flood pouring down."

But the Marquis of Pingyang, this built a camp for the Huns to take away...... And what does that mean? ”

It's okay, most of these Yulin orphans are orphans of good families, and they have been able to contact some military affairs since they were young, especially the classic war examples in the founding period of this dynasty, which are even more familiar, and even the allusions to Han Xin's flooding of the Chu army are known.

The problem is that now the camp of the Huns is stationed on the opposite slope, and even if there is a big flood, it will not be able to flood people at all...... All right!

Cao Xiang sighed and scolded angrily: "Ji Wudi, if it is Huo Quzhi and Yang Chuan who give the order today, you still dare to be so nonsense?" ”

Ji Wushu replied honestly: "This can't be helped, the champion Hou gives orders, the soldiers only need to move forward bravely and charge into battle, and they don't need to use their brains at all; Changning Hou gave an order, every time we can take a big advantage, not only to win the battle, but also to reap the benefits......"

Cao Xiang was furious: "Get out, hurry up and get to work, yes, I'm upset when I look at you!" ”

Ji Wushu had no choice but to get out.

However, in the Yulin Army, the military law is strict, and Cao Xiang is easy-going, although he talks nonsense and is untrustworthy, but once the order is given, the soldiers under the account still obey the order.

After kicking Ji Wushu out to work, Cao Xiang began to carefully calculate his 'magic calculation' to see what the chances of winning were and what were missing.

In this way, one day and one night passed.

The Huns' attacks never stopped, and every hour or two, they would send a group of soldiers and horses to charge, and each time they returned in vain, only discarding a few hundred corpses under the stone walls of the pass.

Gradually, the Huns also learned to be thieves.

The evil king of Hun is determined to fight to the end, he still doesn't believe it, more than 30,000 people under his account, plus a steady stream of grassland warriors who are ordered to come nearby, can't clean up the more than 1,000 people in front of him?

Of course, this Hun was not a reckless person.

On the contrary, he was cunning and good at fighting the Han army.

According to the past situation, the Han army carried grain and grass with them, generally no more than a month, and only those foot soldiers who were good at defense could barely bring enough grain and grass for three months.

Once the grain and grass are cut off, even the most elite northern army of the Han army is just a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

Correspondingly, these Hun cavalry, a radius of two or three thousand miles are the territory of people, as long as there is water and grass, it is people's pasture, and they can have a steady stream of inexhaustible military food......

What the evil king is waiting for is the day when the Han army will run out of food.

It's a pity that this time, the king of Wanhu of the Huns miscalculated.

He may never know that although the Yulin Army is not many in number, whether it is armor or individual combat ability, it has already far surpassed the Northern Army; What he didn't expect was how long the military rations carried by the Yulin Army could last.

As long as there is water, the beef jerky, fried soybeans, compressed pot helmet, as well as refined salt, medicinal herbs, seasonings, etc., carried by Yu Linjun can last for five months!

In other words, as long as there is no serious attrition in battle, and the two sides continue to confront and consume like this, it is estimated that the first person who can't bear it should be the Evil King......

……

During the days of confrontation between the two sides, Cao Xiang had to go to the top of the city every day, patiently observing the Huns, chatting with the soldiers, talking about his heart, looking loose, like a nobody.

"Brothers, fight hard, every time you kill a Huns, you will be able to water three or five acres of land in Guanzhong, and when you save enough 1,000 acres of fertile land, you can marry three little women as concubines.

"When I return to Chang'an City, Benhou will open a Goolan Green Building to serve the soldiers of our Yulin Army."

"Let's talk about it, those who have military merits can eat meat and drink alcohol for free, and play happily with the little women of our Qinglou, those who have no military merits, what do you say?"

After the battle, all the orphans of Yulin roared in unison: "Castrate his dog's day!" ”

Whenever this happens, Cao Xiang will laugh and wave his hand very arrogantly: "Yes, just castrate him, our Yulin Army doesn't raise waste, hahaha!" ”

Such days are dull, boring and full of blood.

Fight during the day and fight at night, this boring defensive battle, as if there is never an end, makes the orphans of the feather forest behind the stone wall feel bored, fortunately, they can kill some Huns every day, so, whenever the battle is interval, the soldiers count with their fingers, after this war, how many acres of fertile land can be added to the family, and how many levels can the title be upgraded......

Cao Xiang looked breezy and full of harassy words on the surface, but in fact, his heart had already begun to hair, and he muttered from time to time: "What did Huo Qu do on that dog day?" ”

"Why haven't you seen it yet? Isn't it also besieged? ”

“……”

All this, all kinds of not very good ideas came one after another, which made the big man Pingyang Marquis anxious and angry in his heart, and he had to hold on to his face, making a look of being a bamboo in his chest and a victory in his hand, lest he would spoil the morale of the army.

In addition, the two major events he settled in were basically completed.

The Sugan River, surrounded by some sergeants led by Ji Wuving, built eighteen barrage embankments along the river with stones and wood, each embankment, although not completely blocked, but also a lot of water.

The camp on the bank of the river had just been repaired, and it was 'seized' by the Huns.

Because it was a trap deliberately set for the Huns, the camp was not only firm and strong, but also covered a considerable area, and some simple houses were built in it very intimately, which was much more comfortable than the Huns' tents.

Coincidentally, the evil king came to the camp to take a look, and he fell in love with this place at a glance.

With an order, he actually moved his 'Chinese army tent' into the camp specially built for him by Cao Xiang, so that the distance between the two sides was hundreds of zhang closer.

Standing on the stone wall and quietly observing the evil king with the 'farsighted mirror' designed and made by Yang Chuan himself, it soon became one of the pleasures of the orphans in Yulin.

I have to say that this evil king is really a talent, whether it is arranging troops or setting up camps, they all seem to be very orderly, unlike some Hun kings of Wanhu, who will only take the lead in charging into battle.

Of course, for the soldiers of the Han army, it is just a sentence of 'good'.

After all, compared with the generals of the Han Empire, if they can't be familiar with the art of war and are skilled in soldiers and horses, they will be ridiculed, so relatively speaking, the overall quality of the Han army is still slightly higher......

It's a pity.

There hasn't been a single heavy rainstorm.

That kind of heavy rain that can destroy the world, and a heavy rain that can flood the Seventh Army......

Dozens of veterans under Cao Xiang's tent have been very bitter recently, although they don't have to go into battle to kill the enemy, but let Pingyang Hou send out, every day with his neck up to observe the time of the day, observe the direction of the wind, and the trajectory of the clouds, so that these veterans who have experienced a hundred battles complain bitterly.

They really don't know what their Pingyang Marquis wants to do?

Looking up at the sky, can you see Huo Quai's rescuers descending from the sky?

It's just ......

Finally, just one month and seventeen days after Cao Xiang and others were besieged, a torrential rain came as scheduled.

At dusk, Cao Xiang was troubled in the big tent, and suddenly, he heard a low rumbling sound outside, accompanied by a gust of wind, lifting the curtain of the big tent.

The wind suddenly rose, and the thunder rolled.

Cao Xiang stood up violently, didn't even care about putting on his boots, and ran out of the big tent barefoot.

It's going to rain!

Moreover, this rain should be in the upper reaches of the Sugan River!

"Someone!"

Cao Xiang was overjoyed, immediately gathered his men and horses, and began to issue orders: "Ji Wushu, order you to take a hundred brothers and open the embankment upstream and let the flood pour down!" ”

Only then did Ji Wushu understand Cao Xiang's intentions, and couldn't help but praise: "Wow, it's amazing!" ”

Cao Xiang: "Get out!" ”

These guys who don't learn and don't know how to do it will say 'Wow is amazing', which is not as energetic as Yang Chuan's 'Wo Cao'......

……

This rain came urgently, it fell violently, and it lasted for a long time, which made Cao Xiang feel refreshed.

"Is the Evil King in that camp?"

"Well, when will our flood reach here?"

"In the valley area, there are many Hun tents?"

"You all go to the city wall to watch, see what is happening on the Huns' side, and tell Benhou at any time."

"Thirty or fifty thousand Hun cavalry is not enough for Benhou to plug his teeth......"

Just as Cao Xiang was pretending to be pressing, the earth began to tremble, and the war horses wailed; It was just nightfall, but the sky was as dark as ink, and I could barely see my fingers.

The heavy rain poured down, and with a unique cold of the snow-capped mountains, it crackled, plunging the entire large slope valley into a strange quiet.

"Lonely and secluded grass grows on the edge of the stream, and there are yellow orioles singing in the deep trees; The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry is unmanned and self-controlled. ”

"This poem written by Ben Hou is about spring rain, and the artistic conception is there, but I always feel that there is no momentum, so Ben Hou is too lazy to take it out and let people sing it."

Seeing that his 'magic plan' was about to come true, Cao Xiang couldn't help but be poetic, standing at the door of the big tent, looking up at the torrential rain outside, and chanting loudly: "The mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings, and the black clouds are pressing down on the city and the city is about to destroy......"

"This!"

"This ......"

Cao Da straw bag said 'this' for a few words, but he didn't expect a more imposing sentence, so he had to give up and grinned: "Let's go to the city to see the water." ”

A group of people holding sheepskin umbrellas came to the city wall of the pass in front of and back.

In the heavy rain, a hundred Yulin orphans wrapped in sheepskin sewn clothes, still shivering from the cold, saw Pingyang Hou Cao Xiang climb the stone wall, and bowed down one after another: "I have seen Pingyang Hou." ”

Cao Xiang patted and comforted these young people on the shoulders one by one, and said that most of them were for 'the brothers have worked hard', 'When you return to Chang'an City, Ben Hou invites you to go to Goulan to listen to music, blow the flute, arrange flowers, and make jade'......

Cao Xiang is notorious in Chang'an City, fighting, bullying men and women, and doing all kinds of evil, but there is one good, that is, he bullies, generally those who are not evil, but he maintains basic pity and indifference to the people.

That is, he only bullies the strong and never harasses the weak.

Therefore, when dealing with these Yulin orphans, his affinity is far better than that of the proud and cold Huo Quai......

"Who's the captain on duty today?"

Cao Xiang comforted the soldiers of the Yulin Army, and after coming to the arrow battlement in the east, he looked in the direction of the camp built not far from the riverbank, but he could only see the crackling rain falling within three or two feet in front of him.

A captain on duty strode over and bowed: "Cui Changhu, the captain on duty, has seen Pingyang Hou. ”

Cao Xiang nodded and asked with a smile: "When you are on duty today, you should stare at the camp on the bank of the river without blinking, right?" ”

Cui Changhu nodded: "Five brothers, observing with a telescope, they have not missed a moment. ”

Cao Xiang: "Before the rainstorm came, did the evil king walk out of the camp?" ”

Cui Changhu shook his head and said, "I have never been out of the camp." ”

"Moreover, seeing that it was about to rain, they drove more than 2,000 horses and more than 3,000 sheep into the camp......

Cao Xiang laughed: "Okay, let the old boy of the Evil King taste Benhou's methods!" ”

(End of chapter)