Good morning! Three Kingdoms Migrant Workers Section 533
"In such weather, you should hide in the city and eat antique soup."
She agreed.
"I'm not like Liu Xun, asking for hardship." Mi Fang said again, "I said that I don't want to go to the battlefield again." ”
As soon as the meat was sandwiched into the bowl, Lu Hangyu was a little embarrassed and sent it directly to his mouth.
She glanced up at Sima Yi.
The face of this bad guy who pleaded with Liu Xun didn't change at all, and he was busy rolling lamb with vegetable leaves and dipping it with sauce.
When she looked up at him, he paused.
"Zi Fang's words are yes," Sima Yi said with a smile, "People are self-aware." ”
"Our armor and blades are no match for the people of Jizhou," Zhang Xiu said, "why can we beat them?" ”
It was already night, but the rain was so rapid, and the retreat was so awkward, they didn't know the exact time. Some soldiers began to count since nightfall, barely scribbling to the time when it was past ugly.
The tung oil-wrapped torches on the opposite side were swaying from side to side by the cold rain, and the shadow of the camp was also deep and shallow, flickering and dimming.
In the first half of the night, the soldiers took turns to sleep in the tent for a while, some were wet and could sleep less, and some were cold and hungry even if they entered the tent, and they still suffered there with their eyes open.
In the second half of the night, all the soldiers were out of the tent, Jingzhou, Xiliang, Lujiang, except for the wounded who had lost their combat effectiveness, and one Liu Xun was still in the tent, the rest of the people came out.
They had painful eyes open, and there was no hint of sleepiness in them.
Only Liu Xun was wrapped in the fur coat and had fallen asleep in that simple tent, and Cai Mao did not forget to add him a small brazier.
Although Zhang Xiu suffered several injuries on his body, he was still ready to fight with Huang Zhong.
Although Xiliang Bing had a bad reputation, such resilience really surprised Huang Zhong, so hearing his question, Huang Zhong thought about it.
"Armor and blades are no match," he said, "and we are better than blood." ”
Zhang Xiu was momentarily stunned.
"Bloody bravery?"
If the soldiers can be fearless of death, of course, they can level the disadvantages in numbers, terrain, and armor to a certain extent, turn defeat into victory, and even create one miracle after another.
Xiang Yu can break the cauldron and sink the boat, Han Xin can fight against the water, and Huo Qubing can ride 800 deep behind the enemy and kill 2,000 enemies.
…… But the problem is that it is the unborn celebrities who make miracles, not them.
Zhang Xiu didn't try it during the day, when the Lujiang soldiers retreated, his Xiliang soldiers had tried their best to maintain the front, and as soon as the crossbow bolts on the opposite side came out, the morale still collapsed.
His soldiers and horses were brought from Xiliang, and he experienced countless battles under Dong Gong, and after Dong Gong was killed, he traveled all the way and suffered a lot, and these experiences were incomparable to the Jingzhou soldiers.
His Xiliang soldiers couldn't withstand the offensive of the Jizhou people, so why did Huang Zhong think that his Jingzhou soldiers could create a miracle?
And at the moment when the other party deliberately laid a trap.
Regarding this trap, Huang Zhong didn't care.
This middle-aged man, who was not good-looking, stood in front of the "gate" after the two carts had moved away, staring at the stars in the distance with a flat expression, flickering and flickering firelight.
The night rain hit his helmet and shoulder armor, running over his face and beard.
"They're underestimating."
The people of Jizhou hid in tents, wore armor, held swords, and said that they would just sit down and get up to fight at any time, but they still couldn't help but take a nap quietly.
Jingzhou soldiers only ate a few pieces of bread at night, and the thing was hard and tough, as if the rain could not soak softly, and no one who was hungry would have enough to eat until he had good teeth.
But the Jizhou soldiers ate a delicious meal at night, the camp made broth, in order to ward off the cold also added a lot of ginger, the face is a spicy and fragrant fragrance, and then the dough cake is broken and put in the soup, steaming together to drink, the internal organs are warm.
They were so well fed, so good, and on this cold and rainy night there was an oilcloth tent to shelter from the wind and rain, and even though the team leader repeatedly asked them not to sleep, the upper and lower eyelids could not help but bump into each other and fight.
"Attack the camp," muttered the soldiers who had been scolded by the team leader and woke up again, "how could they attack the camp on such a rainy night?" ”
"Their courage is broken, I'm afraid they will run back to Xucheng overnight, how dare they come to the camp again?"
"When the rain stops tomorrow morning, the light cavalry will catch up and surround them, and we will chase them again!" They complained again, "If you really don't sleep this night, how can you have the strength to chase people tomorrow morning!" ”
There were no lights in the tents, and no matter how great an army was, they could not light each tent for hours from night to white.
The left side of the camp can't wait, the right can't wait, wait a little longer, it's almost dawn.
In the dark tent, the wind and rain were loud outside, and the soldiers tried to mumble and hold on, and when they couldn't hold on, they leaned their shoulders on their accomplices and quietly dozed off again.
Even when the officers saw this scene when they were on patrol in the camp, they would not care.
"Aren't our drummers still on duty?" They said, "If the thieves come, we just need to beat the drums, and we are not afraid that they will not flee!" ”
In the Jizhou military camp, there were more and more people dozing, and snoring was already heard in some tents, but it was soon covered by the sound of wind and rain outside.
The wind and rain also drowned out the drums of war.
Someone was slowly approaching, at first it was one or two points of fire, and then the fire light connected the city with a fire dragon, like a river that had converged, swaying left and right in this windy night.
The conscientious soldiers on the tower soon saw the burning river, and they immediately shouted loudly and violently slammed into the scorched bucket!
- Enemy attack! Enemy attack!
When the war drums in the Jizhou army were rumbling, the war drums on the side of the Jingzhou army also beat the third pass!
Jingzhou Bing's impression of Cai Mao is very vague.
That is a personable nobleman, very elegant, noble, gestures, looking at people's eyes, all have the taste of his family background, he smiled respectfully when facing Liu Bei, and smiled very easy-going when facing Lu Lian, even if it was a pig-like incompetent Liu Xun, he could squeeze out a reluctant smile.
But he didn't smile when he saw the soldiers.
He is reserved and high.
…… There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this, the nobles and these soldiers in the dust are never the same kind of people.
Jingzhou Bing had a deep impression of Huang Zhong.
This is an old leather, who eats and drinks like them, usually wears old clothes that need to be sewn and repaired, and wears armor that has been repaired many times during wartime; In their spare time, they went to eat meat in groups, and they could also be seen at the stalls, and General Huang sat cross-legged on straw mats, patiently waiting for the fried meat of the other people.
He also has the majesty of an officer, and in the battalion he will severely punish soldiers who violate military discipline, but he is not a natural nobleman, but the kind of person who comes from a humble background and rises step by step by virtue of his achievements.
He's running now.
The soldiers followed him closely, watching him bend down, and they did too.
He held up the rattan plaque, and they followed suit.
In the chaotic sound of war drums on the opposite side, a rain of arrows came from a sparse rain, and Huang Zhong's footsteps didn't stop!
They gritted their teeth and didn't stop because of the rain of arrows!
When Huang Zhong dodged the two spears, stepped on the chariot suddenly, jumped up, and plunged the ring-headed knife into the chest cavity of the oncoming spearman, he broke out with an earth-shattering battle cry!
That's a trap!
It's a trap prepared by hunters for their prey!
But there is such a fierce beast in the world, not to mention crashing into it, it can even wake up the whole valley with a roar! Let them rush over and challenge the authority of the hunters with their cold fangs and claws!
The whole camp is like a boiling kettle, struggling, roaring, boiling, there are Jingzhou soldiers and Xiliang soldiers everywhere, and even there are Lujiang soldiers among them, they seem to have been possessed by something overnight, becoming hideous and crazy, no longer the ones who fled in a hurry during the day!
"Where are the crossbowmen?" Gao Gan gave a loud order, "Release the arrow!" Shoot the arrows! ”
The sound of the crossbow machine clenching mingled between the drums of war and the cymbals, the cries of war and the wails.
The big man who rushed to the first row, his body was already red with blood and was drenched in the rain, but he didn't even look back.
"I am not afraid of death! What are you afraid of? He yelled, "Bike! ”
"Bike!"
"Bike!"
The soldiers responded to him with an earth-shattering roar!
They won't look back! Won't back down!
Their generals are at the front, they don't have to be afraid of anything!
A rain of arrows fell, someone fell, and the people behind quickly followed.
They no longer seem to be afraid of the second wave, the third wave of arrows.
However, on such a dark and chaotic rainy night, it was not easy for the crossbowman to reload the crossbow and fire again!
The cavalry were busy putting on their armor and getting on their horses, and they thought that they would only need the soldiers on both sides of the camp to gather and encircle and suppress tonight, but they did not expect such a change.
His soldiers were quietly retreating, and even the guards around him were urging him to hurry up and mount his horse in case of an emergency.
Gao Gan didn't expect it, he looked at this scene dumbly, his lips trembled uncontrollably slightly, and he wanted to say something - how could this be? How can the bravery of a military general bring such a great incentive to a soldier?
He was so confused, Xun Chen beside him didn't give him an answer, but sighed.
That's how war turned out.
Chapter 496
No one likes to fight in the night rain, especially when there is such a strong wind.
Fighting with people is the hardest thing in the world, if the sun is still hanging in the sky, even if it is a harsh winter, the soldiers will gradually have beads of sweat on their foreheads when fighting, and when the weather is hot, it is even after a battle, and the whole body is as wet as if it was fished out of water.
But fighting in the night rain of early winter is very different.
Their hands stiffened, his steps slowed, and the rain fell on his face, and he gradually began to cut with a blade as thin and fast as a knife.
The rain doesn't just fall on one side, and the wind doesn't just get into the sleeves of one side, so the soldiers on both sides feel the same.
They're all going to fall, they're all shaking, they're all gritting their teeth.
The Jingzhou army broke into the Chinese army, and the Jizhou army intercepted it on both flanks, using long spears at close and heavy crossbows at a distance.
The night was so dark, and the fire was so dark.
The stiffness and numbness of the fingers went all the way up, and the posture of wielding the spear was not so fluid;
The chill from the soles of his feet turned into a heavier confinement, and the steps to intercept the enemy were not so light.
The officers were shouting loudly, they should work harder, be braver.
However, the torches were smashed by the rain, and it was not easy to see the enemy in front of them, and then poke the weapons into them.