Chapter Seventy-Two: Catching Turtles in an Urn

After a long night of cold and hunger, the new annexed army of Dayi County finally looked forward to dawn and breakfast—the cold and damp northwest wind in the mountains. Zhao Shicai didn't close his eyes all night, he knew that the mountain road he was trapped in now was the place of death called in the Art of War. Not only is there no danger to defend here, but more importantly, there is no food or water. Now the soldiers under his command have been starving for a night, and their physical strength has seriously decreased, and the longer they spend here, the more disadvantageous it becomes. If you don't rush out as soon as possible, not to mention the Thunderbolt army attacking, the hunger and cold alone can make these hundreds of soldiers captured, and the result of staying in place is certain death. The only way to do this is to break the kettle and sink the boat, either to capture Wanjiabao at the foot of the mountain, or to capture Wanjiazhai on the mountain. He counted that there were 500 soldiers when he took out of Wanjiabao, and now there are more than 400. After deducting dozens of wounded, there are still more than 300 people who can fight, which makes Zhao Shicai still feel that he has the strength to fight.

In the direction of attack, Zhao Shicai chose Wanjiazhai. In fact, Zhao Shicai's choice was correct, although the wooden Wanjiazhai was a back-attack, the defense was obviously much inferior to the concrete-built Wanjiabao. But even so, this is not something that the new annex army of Dayi, which lacks siege equipment and has low morale, can capture it, you must know that the company guarding Wanjiazhai is the strongest company in the Thunderbolt army. Unlike the active attack the day before yesterday, the first company at this time could not hold out, and threw grenades at a distance with artillery bombardment, so that the new annexed army could not get close to the wall, let alone attack the wall.

After several successive attacks, leaving behind corpses and wailing wounded soldiers, the morale of the soldiers of the new annex army was even lowered, and they refused to step forward no matter how much they coerced and lured, and even drew their swords against the soldiers who supervised the battle. Facing the group of soldiers who were glaring angrily, Zhao Shicai was really empty in his heart, he knew what the consequences would be if he forced these hungry soldiers into a hurry. Hunger, fatigue, and demoralization caused the new annex soldiers to stagger, lying on or lying on the mountain path to rest. Although the new annexed army no longer attacked, Chen Hu still ordered to hold the wall behind closed doors, anyway, the longer it dragged on, the better it would be for the Thunderbolt army.

The battle was deadlocked, but the two sides felt differently about the speed of time passing. The hungry soldiers of the new annex shivered in the cold wind of early winter and felt that time passed very slowly, while the Thunderbolt soldiers, dressed with warm and hot food, felt that time passed quickly, and before they knew it, it was night again. The night is particularly difficult for the new annexed army, compared to the sharp drop in temperature, you can huddle together to keep each other warm, you can sleep without food, but the thirst is unbearable. Zhao Shicai's personal entourage brought wine and jerky, but it was too little, except for Zhao Shicai, who was barely full, even the personal soldiers around him only shared a little, where could they take care of those ordinary soldiers. Hungry and thirsty, the soldiers of the new annex had to suck the dew on the hay beside the road, but the dew was too little to quench their thirst, but they had stomach problems because they had inhaled filthy things, so that the long mountain road was filled with a foul smell.

In the midst of the hardships, it ushered in the dawn again, which means that it has been two days and two nights since the new attached army of Dayi County entered the mountain, and it also means that there has been no food for two days and two nights since entering the mountain. This is also the consequence of Zhao Shicai's arrogance and arrogance, easily taking Wanjiabao made his heart extremely inflated, he saw that the sun was still early and did not let the soldiers rest, but ordered to immediately march lightly, and take Wanjiazhai before noon. "The soldiers are fast, and there are wine, meat, and women waiting for us in Wanjiazhai," he said to his subordinates at that time in order to boost morale. In this troubled era, food is extremely scarce, and in addition to the dignitaries and nobles who can ensure that they are full, it is very good for ordinary people to eat one meal a day. The new annexed army is no exception, but in order to ensure combat effectiveness, it can eat morning and evening meals during the war. The food that the soldiers ate in Hengyuan Village before entering the mountain was almost consumed after a short half-day march, and their stomachs were already empty. They had resistance to Zhao Shicai's Wangmei thirst-quenching method, which directly caused the new soldiers to salivate, their eyes lit up, and they rushed forward in a swarm.

When the light fog on the mountain road slowly dissipated, there were bursts of gongs from Wanjiazhai on the mountain. The soldiers of the newly annexed army did not care, and still staggered and lay on the mountain road. A few Thunderbolt soldiers slowly walked to the place where they were a stone's throw away from the new soldiers with the sound of the gong, put down the two clay pots and walked back to the village. In a short time, the smell of flesh wafted from the crockpot to the crowd below, and the hungry soldiers of the new annex could not withstand this temptation, and they all struggled to get up, and threw themselves at the crockpot with staggering steps, regardless of whether it was a trap for the Thunderbolts or not. Someone rushed in a hurry and accidentally knocked over the crockpot, spilling the broth on the ground, but the diffuse fragrance was even stronger, causing the people behind to squeeze forward desperately. The soldiers of the new annex army next to the clay pot did not care whether the food was poisonous or not, grabbed the pieces of meat stained with mud and sand, and stuffed them into their mouths, so anxious that those who did not eat them became angry and scuffled together. There was not much food in these two clay pots, and the food on the ground was stepped into the mud because of the fighting, and there was not much to eat in the mouth, but the smell made the soldiers of the new annex even more hungry. At this moment, another gong sounded from Wanjiazhai, and the gong was followed by the thunderbolt soldiers shouting in unison: "Punish only the first evil, surrender and avoid death, lay down your arms, and eat enough." The shouting was followed by a brief silence, and finally a petty officer pulled through the crowd and staggered towards the gate of Wanjiazhai. The rest of the people saw that someone was taking the lead, and they also followed one after another, and after a while, most of the soldiers of the newly attached army on the mountain road left, leaving only Zhao Shicai and more than forty personal soldiers around him.

The captives who surrendered were given their weapons and sure enough, steaming food and soup. After Chen Hu left someone to guard the surrendered army, he immediately led a platoon of soldiers to the remnants of the newly annexed army on the mountain road, and when he arrived, he found that there was also a Thunderbolt army soldier in the direction of Wanjiabao under the mountain. By shouting through the distance, Chen Hu knew that it was the second company of the tree belt in the stone. Under the upper and lower attacks of the 1st and 2nd companies of the Thunderbolt Army, the remnants of the new annex army, which were so hungry that they could not hold their weapons steadily, had no will to resist at all, and after being killed a few people, they surrendered one after another. Only Zhao Shicai was extremely stubborn, and he refused to surrender with his shield and sword, but he was knocked to the ground by several Thunderbolt soldiers with spear shafts, tied his hands and feet, and carried him to Wanjiabao with wooden sticks.