Chapter 633 Breaking through the taboo offensive means
The rules of the third round of offensive and defensive warfare have changed again. The first battle will be determined, and the attack and defense will be determined.
This time, his luck stood on the side of Qian Taichang. He caught the defensive sign. Qian Taichang, who had already had no morale, suddenly became more confident. Compared with the attack, it was obviously easier to defend the fortress.
And after arriving at the battlefield, Qian Taichang couldn't help smiling. The barren grass and dead trees on the hillside had already been burned clean. Obviously, it was a good thing done by the two sides in front of the battle. Everyone learned from Song Nan to set fire to attack the mountain, but instead helped themselves a big favor. It can be said that Song Nan was lifting a stone and hitting his feet.
Originally, Qian Taichang was also ready for Song Nan to attack on this fire, and even asked each of the soldiers to bring a wet towel to cover their mouths and noses to resist smoke and dust. He was also ready to clean up the rolling stones and barren trees in the fortress before the battle began, so that the fire would not spread to the fortress. Now it seems that there is no such thing at all. It is necessary.
The black hillside is full of burned black ashes. The distance between the mountain and the foot of the mountain is two or three hundred steps unobstructed. The defenders on the top of the mountain can see the soldiers and horses under the mountain clearly. The actions of the soldiers and horses below are all under their control. They can't escape the vision. Qian Taichang's confidence has doubled and secretly made up his mind this time. A good lesson from Song Nan; when Song Nan loses, draw a cross on Song Nan's face with red paint, no... draw a big turtle to repay the previous humiliation.
After the battle time began, Song Nan began to do nothing at the foot of the mountain. Jiang Bin and Xu Tai stared at Song Nan walking around and waiting for Song Nan's order. In the face of such a situation, they could think of just taking people to attack, just like someone who has been doing these days, fighting for their lives with fearless. Take the fort by playing.
But this method of warfare cannot guarantee success. The face-to-face fighting between the two armies has proved their strength, but after all, the other side has a fortress wall as a cover, 500 people guarded by the fort, and sometimes it is difficult for thousands of soldiers and horses to break through. Jiang Bin and Xu Tai are both veterans of the border town against the Tartans. They have seen too much in this situation; because Without the fierce cavalry of the Taran, no matter which Daming army's compulsory course is to defend the battle, it would be a big mistake to underestimate Qian Taichang's Zhenwei camp.
Song Nandong looked around for a while and ordered, "300 brothers cut the dead grass and cut down the dead trees, and 100 brothers cut the grass and tender trees. Fifty brothers went to the pine forest behind to collect the withered pine needles and turpentine. The other 50 followed me. Everyone should move quickly and must rush back here to gather within half an hour."
Although the soldiers did not know why, no one talked much and took orders to do things one after another.
Song Nan took 50 people up the lower ditch. Jiang Bin followed and said in astonishment, "Brother Song, what are you going to do?"
Song Nan smiled and said, "Didn't Qian Taichang think that there would be no grass to burn on the hillside? He thought he didn't have to suffer from smoke and fire, but I had to set the fire.
Jiang Bin shook his head and said, "I'm afraid this method won't work. How much firewood will it take to surround the fortress? It's useless for 200 people to cut grass for a day."
Song Nan waved her hand and smiled, "You think you're really going to burn them to death, but they just smoked them out to fight with us; I just turned around. The lower ditch is full of mandala grass. This grass is very poisonous, and the smoke burned has a paralytic effect on people. Let's light a fire at the east side and put a pile of mandala branches and leaves to create poisonous smoke to smoke them out. If they know it's powerful, it's okay. If they don't know how powerful it is, their hands and feet will be paralyzed for a few days.
Jiang Bin was surprised: "How can this mandala branch have this effect? This is the first time I've heard of it.
Song Nan smiled and said, "There are still many things you don't know, the magic doctor Hua Tuo. The boiling powder is this thing. Lian, after drinking boiling powder, he will fall into a coma, and he doesn't feel pain when cutting his meat with a knife; brothers, when you cut that thing, be careful not to get it into your mouth and nose, and don't numb yourself.
Jiang Bin opened his mouth in surprise, and Xu Tai came up and said, "Your Excellency, as far as I know, Qian Taichang's soldiers and horses have brought wet towels to prevent smoke, which may not work."
Song Nan laughed and said, "Of course, ordinary smoke can be covered with a wet towel to protect your mouth and nose, but the smoke of Mandala is not. After encountering water, it will condense on the towel. If they unfortunately get it. Between the lips, the effect is better. Go and get ready. You're right to listen to me.
Xu Tai looked suspiciously at Song Nan's back and muttered, how did Lord Song know these things? Does Lord Song also have research on drug poisons? It's really strange. A young man in his 20s knows everything about astronomy and geography, and he really can't understand it.
Qian Taichang and others condescendingly watched the soldiers and horses of the Shenshu camp divided into several strands. Some were mowing grass on the opposite hillside, some were cutting firewood in the pine forest, and some were cutting shrubs under the ravine. They couldn't help asking doubtfully, "What are these guys doing?"
Qian Xiu's head was wrapped in several circles of gauze, which looked very strange and handsome. Yesterday, he was cut to the ground by Jiang Bin with a wooden knife. Today, a big bag was swollen on the top door, and the helmet could not be carried, so he could only be wrapped with medicine. Originally, Qian Taichang didn't want Qian Xiu to participate in the battle today, but Qian Xiu learned that he would win or lose the first battle, and when he was the defending side, he insisted on coming to the war, because there is a great chance of winning today. How can such an opportunity be absent?
"Dad, it seems that they are going to cut grass and cut firewood and then set fire to the mountain." Qian Xiu's brain was not cut into an idiot by this knife. He continued to say, "How stupid should this be? Is there something wrong with Song Nan's brain?"
Qian Taichang laughed and said, "Let them toss around. This boy is also exhausted and dares not come up to attack. He can only play these tricks. After a while, no matter how they play, everyone will ignore them; when they set fire, we will cover our mouths and noses with wet towels. As long as they get within range, bows and arrows and stones will greet me mercilessly.
"Yes, according to the order of the marquis." The soldiers answered in unison, and they were also angry and planned to find the scene today.
Half an hour later, hundreds of soldiers of the Shenshu Battalion returned with bundles of firewood and grass, and the ground was suddenly piled up with hill-like vegetation. Under Song Nan's command, everyone transported these firewood to the wind outlet of the east slope, climbed halfway up the mountainside and stopped outside the range of the bows and arrows, divided them into five piles on the east slope, with the flammable pine needle pine branches as the inner core, lit them, spread half-green grass leaves, pressed seven or eight bundles of mandala branches and leaves on it, and pressed the top with green grass branches; In a while, five fires came out of black smoke.
Song Nan ordered the soldiers to stay away from the fire and watch from afar at the foot of Dongpo Mountain, but saw the smoke slowly drifting along the wind to the top of the mountain. After a moment, the whole mountain was shrouded in smoke.
The Zhenwei camp soldiers on the top of the mountain did not panic. When the fire ignited, Qian Taichang understood that Song Nan was to smoke. He sneered and ordered everyone to tie their mouths and noses with the wet towels he brought and be ready to prevent smoke. After the smoke shrouded the fortress, the officers and soldiers of Zhenwei battalion Still sticking to the wall of the fortress, if the Shenshu camp dares to attack while the sight is not clear, the bows and arrows and rolling stones will greet them mercilessly.
However, the soldiers of the Shenshu battalion did not attack at all. The soldiers with wide eyes on the wall began to feel that their eyes were a little dry and involuntarily left tears. At the same time, many people's mouths. There is a stimulating feeling of numbness between the lips, and the saliva in the mouth becomes a little bitter.
A general felt that it was not good and immediately reported to Qian Taichang, "Marquis, this smoke... is a little strange."
Qian Taichang hid his mouth and nose in the towel and said angrily, "What are you talking about? Make it clear."
The general shouted, "This smoke...is a little... weird."
"Mom, didn't you eat in the morning? Why can't you speak well? Make it clear." Qian Taichang scolded.
The general suddenly said nothing, with an anxious look in his eyes. His mouth and nose under the wet towel seemed to be moving, but Qian Taichang didn't hear any sound. Qian Taichang grabbed the wet wipes on his mouth, but saw that the general's mouth was indeed opening and closing, and his tongue slowly squirmed in his mouth, but his ear did not hear. At a little sound, the situation was really strange. For a moment, Qian Taichang thought he was deaf.
With a "coo-dong", the general shook his body and fell to the ground. Then, there was a bang around, and seven or eight soldiers beside him fell to the ground one by one. Qian Taichang turned around in panic. His son Qian Xiu did not know when he reclined against the wall and looked at himself anxiously.
"Xiuer, what's wrong with you?" Qian Taichang asked in panic, suddenly feeling that his tongue was not good enough, his brain was dizzy, and his hands and feet were a little numb.
"It's not good." Between the lightning and flint, Qian Taichang understood everything: "Song Nan is really vicious. The smoke is... poisonous!"
Qian Taichang understood this, but his body was completely disobedient and fell under the wall. His body was numb and unable to move, but his eyes could still see the scene in front of him. The soldiers fell crookedly one by one. Soon after, the smoke dissipated. Qian Taichang saw Song Nan's hateful smiling face appear in front of him. The man also reached out and touched his face and rolled his eyelids.
When Qian Taichang and hundreds of fascinated soldiers regained consciousness, it was already noon. The conscientious judge announced as soon as Qian Taichang gasped and got up: "Zhenwei Camp, out."
Qian Taichang had no time to pay attention to him. He jumped up and pointed to Song Nan's nose and scolded, "You demon, you actually use such a vicious demon method. You will be retribution. I will go to the emperor and all the adults to sue you."
Song Nan smiled and said, "Margrave Qian, is it interesting? I took the flag away. This time I will save some face for you. If you speak rudely again, I'm going to draw a pig's head on your face. Do you think it's comfortable to have a black pig's head on your face?
Qian Taichang immediately closed his mouth. The person who knew the current affairs was a handsome man. If he was painted with a pig's head, he could only draw a knife and cut himself.