Yuan Feng didn't understand Mongolian, but the other party's tone was stern, as if he was questioning. His hand slowly moved towards the back of his waist. There was a row of flying knives hidden there, but Wang Jinbiao pressed Yuan Feng's hand calmly.
He held his hand, nodded and bowed to the person who asked the question and answered a few words.
The person who asked the question was wearing a fur robe, with fox tails hanging on both sides of his hat, and a scimitar inlaid with gold and jade hanging from his waist. His position should be high. After hearing Wang Jinbiao's answer, he said angrily,
Then he turned around and left.
"What did he say?" Yuan Feng asked in a low voice.
"It's a good thing, he asked us which department we belong to and asked us to go to the hayyard to get hay." Wang Jinbiao said with a smile. Yuan Feng couldn't help but chuckle after hearing this. God is helping me. I was worried about how to get into the hayyard. This
A noble man came to help.
The patrol followed the general into the gate of the forage yard. Although the guard was strict, when he saw that the person was brought by his general, he let him pass without any hassle. No one would have thought that the Liangzhou Army was so brave.
It can be so big that it can disguise itself and go deep into the core of the company camp.
Hundreds of people in the forage yard are busy loading hay and transporting it away. They all have different military uniforms and different faces. There are Turks with high noses and sunken eyes, Mongolians with flat faces and small eyes, and of course Han Chinese faces.
There were also some, and Yuan Feng's small unit was inconspicuous among them. The leader of the hayyard called Wang Jinbiao over, threw him a sign, and asked him to lead the team to collect the hay from behind. Lao Wangtou agreed seriously and replied
He turned around and smiled happily, pointed to the depths of the fodder yard, and whispered: "Go inside and light a fire."
In the hay yard, hay is piled up like a mountain. There are people standing on the haystacks shoveling down the grass with forks. The grass that has rotted due to snow erosion is thrown aside. The lower hay is loaded on the carriage and transported out one by one. The hay yard
Due to the shortage of manpower, soldiers often need to be transferred from various battalions to help. Yuan Feng's patrol team was temporarily dispatched.
The group of people walked a hundred steps inside, and when someone came over to arrange their work, no one noticed that two people were missing from the group.
Yuan Feng and Zhao Ziqian quietly left the group, pretending to be looking for a place to urinate, and walked deep into the forage yard. They found a deserted place. Zhao Ziqian took out the fire knife and flint from his arms, and removed the mugwort velvet ball that had ignited the fire.
Sticking to the flint, the other hand used the blunt edge of the fire knife to rub the edge of the flint. Sparks flew and ignited the moxa. He was about to grab the hay and ignite it when suddenly someone next to him shouted and rushed over. Who is Zhao Ziqian?
The martial arts practitioner reacted very quickly. He dodged and stretched out his legs to trip the man down. The fist from the mouth of the bowl hit the back of the head. The soldier in the forage yard fainted with just one blow.
Then he went to get the fire knife moxa, but found that the moxa had fallen into the snowy sludge on the ground and was already soaked. Zhao Ziqian was so angry that he almost jumped up and asked Yuan Feng if he had anyone with a fire starter. Yuan Feng shook his head.
"What should we do? The opportunity is fleeting. We are deep in the company camp." Zhao Ziqian scratched his head and head anxiously. Yuan Feng thought about it and said, "Okay, let's try it with this." He held the musket in his arms.
He took it out, took off the purge and used a barb to hook out the deerskin-wrapped gun from the barrel, reloaded the gunpowder, and asked Zhao Ziqian to gather a pile of hay and place it in a fluffy and ventilated place, facing the haystack.
"Bang" is a shot.
A ball of fire spurted out from the muzzle, directly igniting the hay. Zhao Ziqian took the fork and picked the burning hay onto the haystack. It was the weather where the northwest wind was raging. The fire took advantage of the wind and burned with a roar.
People turn around and run, fire and water are ruthless, and the hayyard is full of flammable items. If you don't run fast enough, you can easily get killed.
Seeing the two men running out of the depths of the forage yard in a panic, the Turk who was directing Wang Jinbiao and the others to work was about to ask, but Wang Jinbiao threw him down, pierced his waist with a dagger, and kicked him to death twice.
The fire has been lit. What we have to do now is to take advantage of the chaos and sneak out. In a moment, the haystack is already ablaze. People within a few miles can clearly see it. Countless people are shouting to put out the fire. Yuan Feng and others also
They were shouting and pretending to put out the fire. There were so many people in the dark that no one could see who was coming. As soon as the man with a high official rank climbed up to give command, he was knocked down by Yuan Feng with a flying knife. The forage yard became a mess.
The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and it is becoming more and more difficult to put out the fire.
The Turkic camp was in chaos. Yuan Feng and others took the opportunity to sneak out of the forage yard. They originally wanted to go to the king's tent of the Chinese army to take advantage of the fire, but when they walked over and saw that the king's tent was heavily guarded, with swords unsheathed and arrows unstrung, Yuan Feng gave up.
With this idea, everyone went into the nearby stables, killed the grooms, and snatched about thirty strong horses. The group roared out, and someone stopped them on the road. Wang Jinbiao yelled: "We are arresting spies on the order of the Great Khan. Who dares to stop us?"
Me!" It passed without any hindrance.
With no danger, he rushed to the foot of Liangzhou City. Looking back at the Turkic camp, which was still blazing with flames, Yuan Feng couldn't help but sigh: "If General Lao Wang had some courage and took advantage of this great opportunity to send troops to rob the camp, wouldn't the enemy army fall apart?"
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After checking the code on the city wall, a group of people were picked up. For safety reasons, the city gate was not opened. Instead, a cage was lowered from the city wall and they were pulled up one by one.
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After leaving, all the soldiers on duty in the city looked surprised and asked these comrades in Turkic uniforms: "Did you light that fire?"
The commandos all had smoky faces and dark faces. They smiled and showed two rows of white teeth: "Who else could have done this if it wasn't us? Deputy Commander Zhang led us to visit the house and light their haystacks.
Yes, hehe."
The soldiers were amazed. Deputy Commander Zhang was really brave, brave and resourceful. With a man like this in charge of Liangzhou, the Turks would never even think of breaking in for eight lifetimes.
At this time, Yuan Feng was already sitting in front of Wang Wei, and said sincerely: "It is not too late to send a cavalry to attack at this time, and we will definitely defeat the Turkic army in one fell swoop."
Wang Wei said: "Absolutely not. If you light this fire, the Turks will definitely take precautions. Attacking now is like a moth rushing to the fire. It is better to be more cautious."
Yuan Feng tried to persuade him to no avail. Wang Wei just insisted on his opinion. He was the defense envoy and had the power to dispatch troops and horses. Yuan Feng had no choice but to retreat to the city wall and use a telescope to observe the Turkic camp ten miles away.
There were still fires blazing into the sky, half of the night sky was illuminated red, and the choking smell of burning hay came over, making people cough, but the soldiers were in high spirits.
"This is enough for a Turk to drink from a pot."
"The food and grass are all burned up, let's see what they eat."
"Deputy Commander Zhang is still so awesome. He burned down someone's hayyard when he went out for a walk."
The soldiers were discussing eagerly. Yuan Feng's reputation had been recited in the army, but now it had reached a new level. The soldiers no longer just admired him, they simply worshiped him.
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The next morning, the fire was finally extinguished. Fortunately, several temporary fire ditches were dug, so the fire did not spread to other camps and only burned a hay yard. However, the loss of 500,000 tons of hay also made the generals grit their teeth in distress.
When commanding the battle the day before yesterday, Tu Heilu saw a large number of Chagatai warriors lying in a pool of blood, but Liangzhou City remained unmoved. Exhausted mentally and physically, coupled with the cold, he could not even get sick. He originally wanted to hide the fire from him.
Yes, but the choking smell that filled the sky could not be concealed. When Tuheilu learned that the fodder had been burned, he immediately shouted: "I am going to die!" He fell to the ground and everyone rushed to rescue him. It took a long time for Tuheilu to wake up.
After all, he was getting older and his energy was no longer what it was before. He summoned his trusted ministers and held a half-day meeting in the king's tent. No one knew the contents of the meeting.
His Royal Highness the Prince of Black Erhuo Zhe, who was the old Wu Chujian among the Thirteen Taibao of Shibali Fort in the past, led a group of soldiers to inspect the ruins of the forage yard. His face was ashen and his expression was serious.
All the forage reserves in the army were burned. It was hard to find hay in the cold weather. The war horses could not fight without feed. This move was too poisonous. It reminded him of the night attack on Huangcao with Yuan Feng.
The past of the horse thief camp.
Yes, he must have done this. Chu Jian had some concerns in his mind. At this time, his men dragged out several corpses from the fire scene. They checked that there was no soot in the throats of the corpses, which meant that they were not burned to death but were killed by someone.
Killed, this further verified Chu Jian's judgment, Yuan Feng led people to attack the camp at night!
It was not too late to make amends. Chu Jian ordered all armies to take strict precautions and put hidden sentries in Liangzhou City. The passwords at night were to be changed every hour, and people from different camps were strictly prohibited from running around.
Returning to the king's tent, Chu Jian saw that his father Khan was having a meeting with a group of uncles. He was stunned for a moment and then said: "Father Khan, we found out that it was done by people from Liangzhou."
Tuheilu waved his hand and said: "No matter that, come on, father has something to tell you."
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In Liangzhou, Yuan Feng was sketching defense blueprints in the barracks. Suddenly Zhao Ding'an opened the curtain and came in: "Something happened. The family sent someone to say that Yulia was robbed!"
Yuan Feng threw away his pen, grabbed his cloak and went out. As he walked, he asked, "What's going on? Who did it?"
Zhao Ding'an said: "Yuliya saw that her family did not have enough money to buy food, so she took her pipa to a restaurant to sell and sing. As a result, someone robbed her. The family followed her to the door of the house but was beaten back, so she hurriedly reported it."
Yuan Feng said angrily: "You silly girl, you just come to me if you don't have money, what's the point of showing off like this!" Then he jumped on his horse and galloped away.
Zhao Ding'an was stunned for a moment, then mounted his horse and followed closely. He was wondering, it was normal for Liqian people to come out to sing and sing, so why was Jiulang so angry? Could it be that he had this little girl in his heart?
Yuan Feng rode quickly and ran to the door of the big house according to the address mentioned by Zhao Ding'an. He turned over and dismounted. Several Liqian women immediately surrounded him. They pointed at the door studded with copper nails and said, "It was this evil young man who robbed it."
Yulia, we went to beg people, but they whipped us back."
Yuan Feng was silent, his heart already filled with rage. It was because of the evil young man who robbed Meng Xiaodong that the Shibali Fort was destroyed. He hated this kind of scum with all his heart, and immediately stepped forward and kicked the door violently.
There was a burst of noisy footsteps behind the gate, and the side door opened. A guy with a whip in his hand pointed at Yuan Feng and shouted: "You dare to break into the defense commander's mansion, you are tired of living!"