Chapter 27, the torrent of breaking the dike

The sun is slanting in the west, and the sky is actually a thick blood red, and several layers of single clouds are outlined with a bright red outline.

At the end of the hills outside Yunli Township, Zu Zhao led a total of more than 1,000 people in the counties in the north of the county, and was marching towards the high ground in an orderly manner. It is getting closer and closer to the agreed time to launch the general attack. A ready war will always make everyone's hearts tense, accompanied by a slight feeling of blood.

After the battle of Xiyang County, the morale of this volunteer army from the north of the county is at the forefront of the blade. In addition, the yellow scarf army outside the northeast city transferred most of it last night, which is a series of good things. Therefore, even if the war is coming, everyone is full of confidence. Not only do they have any idea of being greedy and afraid of death, but they are also eager to show their achievements on the battlefield.

There are more than a dozen scouts scattered in front of the team. These scouts should not only be responsible for leading the way, but also be alert to the movement that will occur at any time ahead. As the leader's scouts informed that they were about to arrive at the expected location, Zu Zhao ordered the whole army to rest behind a slightly huge hill and take out dry food to fill their stomachs as soon as possible.

Zu Zhao came to the top of the hill and raised his eyes to look in the direction of Pinggang County. At a glance, he could see the shadow of Pinggang County Guo outside seven or eight miles of road, as well as the wide hills and plain terrain between them. At one end of the plain, near the direction of Pinggang County, there is some smoke rising. At this moment, it is dinner time. You don't need to think much about it to know that the Yellow Turban Army outside the city is making a fire to make rice. Because the distance is a little far away and there are ups and downs in the sight, the situation of the yellow scarf military camp can't be seen clearly at this time.

Zu Cheng ran up from the bottom of the hill and came to Zu Zhao's side. After stopping, he handed over a piece of rice wrapped in leaves and said, "Son, let's eat something first. It's going to be dark, and I don't know when the battle will last tonight.

Zu Zhao still stared at the distance, but at the same time, he reached out to receive the rice cake from Zucheng's hand. At this time, he could not eat it at all because of his bad appetite. After all, fighting was a strong job. As he took a bite of the rice cake, he asked Zu Cheng, "Are all the guys eating?"

Zu Cheng nodded and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you don't have to worry about eating. Everyone is thinking about being full every day. How can it be delayed now?"

Zu Zhao nod his head and said, "That's good." His eyes have not changed, and there is always a trace of sentimentality in his heart for a moment. I really don't know how many people can eat with everyone in this battle as they do today.

After a brief pause, Zu Cheng suddenly asked, "Son, do you think we can make it tonight?"

Zu Zhao said firmly, "Whence or not, this is all in one move."

Zu Cheng was stunned for a while and failed to understand what Zu Zhao meant for a moment, but since Zu Zhao's tone was so firm, he believed that this must be a sign of success.

Two quarter of an hour later, the thick sky gradually faded, and the afterglow of the sky was struggling.

The scouts who explored the way in front of him returned to the bottom of the hill and reported to Zu Zhao the specific situation of the Yellow Turban Army Camp in the northeast. There was nothing unusual around the camp, and there was no other suspicious movement within ten miles to the south or north. It was estimated that there were about 1,000 people in the yellow scarf army in the camp in the northeast, and there were about three or 200 war horses. The granary was in the barracks, and more than 100 soldiers were responsible for guarding it. However, if you want to kill inside the camp, you have to break the camp first.

Zu Zhao did not intend to do it easily. He summoned the brave leaders of each county, carefully studied the resettlement of the Yellow Turban military camp according to the information inquired back by the scouts, and immediately began to arrange the offensive strategy. Although Youbeiping County is generally short of food at present, it cannot lose the overall situation because of its immediate interests. He plans to assign 600 bravery to launch an attack from the front, deterring the thief camp with arrow rain before charging, and then cooperate with 400 cavalry to launch a fierce rush from the east through the hilly slope, and as usual, one round of riding and shooting to suppress the enemy. He especially asked the bravery to carry bows and arrows, and ignite all the arrows in the first round to create a fire as much as possible.

After listening to Zu Zhao's arrangement, everyone was a little worried and unbearable.

Gaohuan frowned and said, "If there is a big fire, it will indeed burn the thief's camp, but what about the food and fodder in the thief's camp?"

Others nodded one after another and said that they came from various counties and didn't carry much dry food. Even if they supplemented part of it in Xiyang County, more than 1,000 mouths were not enough. Even if it is not at the point of starvation, the world is in chaos, and we have to make a long-term plan. Naturally, it will only be beneficial and harmless to reserve more grain and grass.

Zuzuo said solemnly, "The most urgent thing is not food and fodder, but us."

His words are loud, especially the last four words, which have a sonorous and unshakable meaning.

Everyone looked at each other and was a little puzzled, but after all, Zu Zhao emphasized "myself" more or less eye-catching, hoping to figure out what was going on. Therefore, his eyes coincidentally focused on Zu Zhao.

After a slight pause, Zu Zhao continued: "If we can break the thief camp here today, we will be able to take the initiative in the overall view of the county, but this does not mean that this rebellion is over. You know, there are nearly 10,000 thieves near Pinggang County. We can't make a battle too long because of this bit of grain and fodder. What does it mean to drag? It means that we will have more casualties. If you want to win the final victory, it is necessary to ensure vitality.

Someone asked, "However, if there is no food and grass, how can we ensure vitality?"

Zu Zhao said without any hesitation and said bluntly, "There will always be grain and grass, but if there are too much casualties in this battle, what can we do with these grain and grass? Things should be clearly distinguished. The archer used the fire bow thief camp to achieve the greatest casualties in the shortest time and join the city as soon as possible.

Gao Yu wanted to refute a few words, but this was only out of personal emotional disseverance with Zu Zhao. However, after thinking about it, he felt that Zu Zhao's words could not be refuted, and finally he could only say a word.

Even if others still complain, it is only caused by emotions. Now that they have reached a conclusion, they will naturally obey. Everyone, look at me, I look at you, no one has said another word.

Zu Zhao made a solemn decision: "That's the decision, take all the remaining fire oil and let the archer paint the arrow. A quarter of an hour later, we set off.

The children of Zujiazhuang were the first to respond, and immediately Yiyong of Jun Mi and Tuyin counties agreed. They all witnessed Zu Zhao's decision-making ability, decisively attacked Xiyang County, and killed the thief chief Zhang Wan in the First World War. How can such majestic things not be convincing? As for Yiyong of Wuyi County, although he had some festivals with Zu Zhao before, he did not directly participate in the battle to recover Xiyang County, so he had some feelings for Zu Zhao. But even so, everyone knows that Zu Zhao is brave and extraordinary, and no one dares to make it easy. He only shows a little indifferent attitude.

After getting ready, the archers applied fire oil on the arrows, and the sky was completely dark.

Zu Zhao asked Gao Yu to lead Bu Yong, and he led more than 400 Qi Yong to move to the hills in the east.

Gao Huang still rode his horse and walked in the front of the team. He is not a stingy person. He will still be meticulous when he should be serious. Private matters can be talked about in private. The team drove in so vastly, and the Buddha in the dark was a living nightmare, quietly leaning against the bright yellow scarf military camp ahead.

In the yellow scarf barracks, those peasants are busy with ordinary things as usual and have no idea that disaster is coming.

The rider arrived first. Zu Zhao stood above the hilly ramp and looked up at the direction of Buyong led by Gao Yu. Gaohuan has also arrived at the meeting point, but the bravery team is a little scattered, and it took some effort to get ready. Zu Zhao mentioned his horse halberd and rode the horse slowly along the front of the riding array. Wherever they passed, the riders all stood up their long weapons and showed a majestic look.

Zu Zhao's armor like an iron barrel made a jingle when he acted. Although his armor has caused a lot of heated discussion in the past, he has been laughing at his ugly armor, but when it comes to the battle to kill the enemy, there is always some muttering in those people: even if the iron barrel-like armor is ugly. Shabby, now it is also born in nothing.

Just returned to his original position, Zu Zhao heard Gao Xuan's shout of charge.

The specific situation can't be seen clearly in the dark. You can only see the mesh-like fire lit up in pieces, which is the archer lighting the feather arrows in turn. As the shouts became more and more vibrated, the net-shaped fire gradually became neat from a chaotic state, indicating that the archers had raised their bows and arrows to aim. After a while, the sound of strings cut through the loneliness in the dark, and the net-like fire instantly turned into raindrops, provoking countless paraboles under the dark curtain and covering the barracks of the yellow scarf thief.

The Rockets only shot two rounds, and then Gao Xun led the team to charge.

Under the cover of arrow rain, the yellow scarf barracks suddenly ignited mottled fire.

The camp was instantly chaotic, and panic swept the whole world. Many people shouted and stumbled, and the figure was like a headless fly in the firelight, and they couldn't tell the clue for a long time.

Seeing this, Zu Zhao pulled the reins and rode off the ground. He shouted, "Brothers, come with me!"

The riders echoed, Qi Qi first shot a round of arrows according to the agreement, then picked up the horse bow, picked up the long weapon, and followed Zu Zhao to rush to the bottom of the hill as if it were a torrent of the dike.

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