Chapter seven hundred and ninety-ninth infamy, Zhu Biao is on fire
I wish Biao a hit, a big hit, a super hit, a blast!
Since the last time the water was released and flooded 400,000 Zhou troops and millions of people, the Central Plains has once again become famous.//High-speed update//While the reputation of "**stink" is known to the whole world, there are countless slanders, curses, and scorn.
It was so overwhelming that the words "tide of negative comments" are not enough to describe it.
But Zhu Biao had just defeated the Hulu, beheaded Wuweituo, and destroyed the Dragon City alone, completing a feat that had not been accomplished by the Central Plains army for more than two hundred years. Why was he being scolded and despised by the people of the world again?
But it was because of the auction that was going to be held in Hedong County in half a month. More than 70,000 women were sold in one go. Who in the world would not scold you?
Zhu Biao marched 4,000 miles alone and fought consecutive battles. The reputation he won was not worth one tenth of the curses. Especially in the Central Plains, where the dynasty's magnanimity filled the hearts of thousands of years, the people there simply couldn't stand it.
Don't take Hu people seriously.
Zhu Biaoti's lone army left the fortress, so what if he defeated Hu's cavalry? Wasn't the journey of thousands of miles to the north from Kaizhou more thrilling?
The 300,000 to 400,000 Hu Qi who were killed by Zhu Biao were very insignificant to the people of the Central Plains. Their zeal was on the same level as Zhu Biao's effort to recapture the Heavenly Sacrifice Golden Man. Of course, this was because of the Sacrifice Heaven
The Jin people alarmed many famous sects in the Central Plains, so they evened out the ranks. Both of them were far from the original Battle of Shizhou!
Only Zhu Biao will hold a 'giant' auction in Hedong County, with more than 70,000 women. It is really a 'grand event' unprecedented in the history of the world. It passes through the north corner like the wind and spreads into the Central Plains at such a fast speed.
The fierce and fierce battle of Shoujiang City was suppressed.
There are many dirty people in the world, and there are many people who are unhappy at heart. In the battle of Zhu Biao's Northern Expedition, not counting Wuweituo, he killed seven people including Xiao Wang and Bei Wang.
There were six important ministers, nobles, leaders, dignitaries, and one hundred and thirty people above the golden ring. You can imagine how many wives and concubines of these prairie nobles were captured.
There is no noble on the grassland who does not have many wives and concubines. Only two brothers, Wuji and Uweituo, and Zhu Biao had as many as eleven princesses, and none of them were killed after their identities were found out. Xiao Wang,
King Bei had thirty-four concubines. When he was chasing the Wuji Dalan clan, he captured hundreds of wives and concubines of Hu people and dignitaries along the way. These "status" women are noble ladies. No matter how beautiful they are.
, the grade price went up first. It can be said to be Zhu Biao’s flagship product in this auction.
These are the 'accurate' news that came out after Zhu Biao led his army back to Hedong. How come he is not infamous now?
But is it really easy for Zhu Biao? Otherwise, how can he collect the money? There are more than 50,000 soldiers and civilians who were killed or disabled in the war. If all the pensions are paid out, it is an astronomical figure.
Zhu Biao could use up his current wealth to make up for it. What will happen to the Hedong Army in the future? Will it not recover and develop? The court will not pay a penny. If Zhu Biao doesn't do this, the future of the Hedong Army will be bleak.
Moreover, this expedition cannot be said to be without danger. Fighting is no joke, and Zhu Biao’s final victory was also a battle between dragons and tigers. However, the system does not even have a C-level mission. Is this a bit too much to deceive others? A bit too much.
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Thinking of this incident, Zhu Biao's bad mood worsened because of the casualties among the soldiers. His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
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Time goes back twenty days.
That was the prairie where Zhu Biao and the Hedong Army were still thousands of miles away. At that time, the "retaliation" sent by Wuji's troops was still "nostalgic" in the north and south of Izumokou and Pingchuan and Shanyang counties. At that time, Gao Xie
A small tail left by Hu Qi outside Shanyang County has not yet been completely eliminated.
The sky is dark.
"Tell me what you think."
"Yes, General!
Because of the previous night's fighting, the Hu people had few experts and suffered losses frequently, so they had already withdrawn the rangers. However, the main structure of the checkpoint was still intact, and the Hu people had repaired it, and the fortifications were complete. At night, the bonfire illuminated the outside of the camp. Five
The figure is visible within ten steps.
Even if we get close to the checkpoint, we can't get close to the camp gate. And if we can't even get close to the gate, how can we talk about seizing and opening it?"
Gao Xie knew that someone would mention this issue. The checkpoint outside the city had completely returned to its old appearance. Under the police post of the barbarians, with the strength of Shanyang County, people could touch it without knowing it. That was
It was impossible. But he already had a countermeasure, so he said calmly: "First, I will select the two hundred most elite men in the army, and when they are lurking a hundred steps away from Hu Camp, they will start crawling on the ground.
, gradually approach Hu Camp, and do not make any noise during this period."
"Secondly, before setting off, I asked for ten bolts of white cloth, and each of the two hundred men who went out to fight was given one, and they draped it around themselves.
Unless the barbarians are all top masters, there is no chance of seeing any flaws at night."
"Third, select thirty archers with the best archery skills and equip them all with poisonous arrows. When attacking in the morning, first kill the exposed sentries of the barbarians."
"Fourth, select the twenty strongest warriors and equip them with war hammers. When attacking in the morning, use the war hammers to break through the outer wooden fence and camp gate."
"Fifth, all the two hundred elites must be able to shoot arrows and fire crossbows. No one is equipped with a crossbow. During the raid, the Hugo must be kept in a state of chaos and they cannot have time to assemble. Before the warriors chop down the wooden fences and camp gates
When they arrive, they will use bows and crossbows to cover them and shoot those barbarians who want to retake the camp gate."
As Gao Xie explained the details of the attack one by one, the expressions on the faces of the captain and the three army commanders became more and more surprised. They never thought that their general had already made an attack plan, and even the white cloth, poison arrows, and war hammer
He had thought of it in advance. According to Gao Xie's plan, he was very sure that he could capture the checkpoint where the Hu people were staying. Everything that people can count has been calculated, and the rest is up to God. As long as God is not with the Hu people,
This attack has a great chance of success.
Finally, Gao Xie said: "In order to ensure the smooth progress of the plan, I will personally lead five hundred soldiers to participate in the subsequent attack." Shanyang City was handed over to the command of his lieutenant. Naturally, there was no objection to this.
The next day, the sky was bright and clear, the biting cold wind was howling, and the snowflakes were even bigger.
The checkpoint is on a low hill ten miles north of Shanyang City. The terrain is not very good, but it guards a trail in the mountain.
The bed bugle had just been blown in Huyingli. The sentries on the watchtower were handing over tasks. In the cold wind and snow, the sentries who had been frozen for several hours couldn't wait to take over and leave.
On the watchtower in the southeast corner, the two new Hu sentries, one old and one young, were on duty. After the sentinels from the previous shift came off the watchtower, the young sentries pulled their collars and curled their necks to look outside, while the old sentries leaned on the wooden pillars and looked at each other.
He said: "What are you looking at? It's so cold. Do you think the Han people will come?"
The little sentry retracted his body and made a hissing sound, jumping back and forth, stamping his feet, and answered: "Uncle Mutu, didn't Commander Baiqi ask us to pay more attention these two days to guard against sneak attacks by Han dogs?"
I think it makes sense. If you think so, the Han dogs may not come to attack you."
The old sentry named Mutu chuckled, folded his arms, and murmured outside: "Can the Han army really come in this expensive weather? Look at the place outside. Even if they come, you can spot them just a few miles away."
Figure. Here comes a ghost!"
The little sentry looked at the vast white field outside. Not to mention no one, he didn't even see a bird. The watchtower was two feet and five feet high. Without a telescope, he could see two or three miles away. His mind changed.
I feel that what the old sentinel said is reasonable: "You are always right, let alone fighting in this weather, the freezing will kill them." When I got up just now, my body was half cold, covered with a felt blanket, burning firewood, in the stone house
I also had chills at night.
Mutu looked around and saw that there was no one around the watchtower. He whispered to the little sentry: "Don't be cold. Let me tell you, we are very lucky. Among the 50,000 troops coming from the south, our team's conditions are definitely the best.
Okay. How can a house that protects you from the wind and snow be better than a tent?
When I was eating, I met a fellow tribesman who served as a tooth soldier for Qianqi Commander. He said that among the tens of thousands of people in Nancheng of Izuyunkou, thousands of people had died of frostbite due to the snow. Hudu Wanqi Commander could not fight.
They are all shouting to retreat and go to Pingchuan."
The little sentry had obviously never heard of this. Thousands of people had frozen to death and suffered frostbite. How many people were there in total? His expression was shocked, surprised, and finally turned into a trace of fear.
Mutu ignored the frightened little sentry. He was a bastard, and he was very strange. When marching and fighting, when the weather suddenly changed like this, it was not uncommon for half of them to freeze to death and suffer from frostbite. Now it was only one tenth.
"What I'm worried about now is my hometown and my clan. Zhu Biao went north to kill the embryo. He didn't know how many tribes he would harm along the way. He just escaped and encountered such a heavy snow in the north..."
Mutu didn't finish what he said, but the meaning was clear.
The little sentry also missed home. His face was anxious and sad, "My father has a disability in his legs, my third brother and I were drafted, and there is not a single young man in the family..." Tears were about to flow out.
A cloud of sadness filled the whole watchtower unconsciously, and both of them were heartbroken.
Sighing, the little sentry looked out absentmindedly again. When he retracted his head, he suddenly saw many long snowdrifts rising up in the trench outside the camp. What was going on? The trench was flat, but it was snowing.
There wouldn’t be so many raised snowdrifts anymore?
It couldn't have been caused by the wind. Did the people in the camp throw wood or other things into the ditch? Only in this way would the bottom of the ditch become as uneven as it is now. Maybe it was his own eyesight, but he seemed to see a spot
The snow moved.
"Xuli'er, what are you looking at?" Just as the little sentry opened his eyes and looked carefully at the patch of snow, he heard Mutu asking him. He hesitated and replied: "Uncle Mutu, I seem to see something below.
The snowdrift at the bottom of the ditch moved."
"Are you dazzled?" Mutu said as he walked to Xiuli'er's side and stuck his head out to take a look. When he saw the scene at the bottom of the ditch, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Wang Dali lay on the snow, trying hard to divert his thoughts. However, the coldness in Han Che's heart and mind spread from his eyebrows, cheeks, back of the neck, shoulders, chest, to his ankles.
Everywhere on his body, Wang Dali tried his best to control himself not to move, but his body no longer obeyed and was trembling involuntarily.
Wang Dali is only 19 years old this year, but he has been fighting for four years. He is from Huaiyuan County, Luozhou. He was recruited into the army during the Huaiyuan War of Zhu Biao and has been in the army to this day.
From the initial auxiliary soldier to the regular soldier, and then to Gao Xie's personal soldier, four years of military career made Wang Dali become a tough warrior. When selecting for this sneak attack, Gao Xie would not forget his relatives.
Soldiers, and of course Wang Dali refused to let him become a member of the two hundred elites.
He has great strength and is one of the twenty strong men among the two hundred elites. In addition to a wild goose feather sword and a horn bow, he also has a war hammer given to him by his own army Sima before setting off. His task is to climb up the mountain during the attack.
The wooden railings of the trench were broken with a warhammer.
Last night, 200 people were carefully selected from the camp, not too many and not too many. They were divided into two groups, one of which was commanded by the personal soldier Sima Gaohan. Their mission was to enter the Hu camp and storm the camp to disrupt the Hu people in the camp.
The other group was commanded by Fei Hetian Guangming, a master in the army. It was mainly responsible for seizing the camp gate and coordinating the rear group led by Gao Xie to enter the camp. The group set out in the early hours of the night.
Taking advantage of the cover of darkness, they marched until they were two or three miles away from the Hu camp, and then slowly advanced. When they were a hundred steps away from the checkpoint, they began to crawl forward wearing white cloths.
The snow kept falling, and it was quite heavy. It was just enough to cover the marks they left after crawling.
More than two hundred people crawled carefully and slowly without making a sound. They were all elites selected from the battalion, absolutely well-trained soldiers. Everyone knew that there was only one chance like this, and any one of them would make a mistake.
, may cause the entire operation to fail. Everyone should be cautious and cautious.
God also favored them especially. In the middle of the night, just as they were approaching the trench, there was a strong wind and snow. Snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell, and the barbarian sentries on the watchtowers huddled in the corners to avoid the biting north wind.
The whistling wind covered up the sound of them jumping into the trench, and the Hu sentries who were sheltering from the cold wind did not notice anyone entering the trench at all.
Afterwards, all the personnel covered themselves with white cloth and lay down in the snow quietly waiting for dawn. After lying down for nearly two hours, ordinary soldiers like Wang Dali felt that the heat in their bodies was being drained away bit by bit. The strong body slowly
He slowly became stiff, his hands and feet were cold, and his whole body felt like he was trapped in an extremely cold ice cellar. Sometimes Wang Dali could only shake his body slightly to prevent himself from being really frozen.
The waiting time seemed to be extremely long. Wang Dali could only rely on fantasy over and over again to divert his attention. He imagined the warm kang in Shanyang City, imagined the steaming beef soup in the military camp, imagined
The bath water is hot and I look forward to daybreak.
Slowly, the threat of death was no longer a concern for the two hundred warriors. Everyone, including masters like Tian Guangzhao, were looking forward to the arrival of the attack whistle.
"call out--"
The whistle of arrows really came. Wang Dali opened his eyes wide in disbelief. Another whistle of arrows sounded. Yes, that's right, it's an attack signal, it's an attack signal!
Really. It is definitely an attack signal!
Wang Dali immediately took off the white cloth on his body. He jumped up and tried to move his body vigorously, jumping up and down a few times. However, a soreness and numbness in his legs made him almost fall back to the ground. Wang Dali shook his head to relieve himself.
The noose wrapped around his lower waist was about to be waved. When he raised his eyes, he saw two Hu sentries on the watchtower above, sticking their heads out to look down. He could clearly see the faces of the two Hu sentries.
They had expressions of disbelief, their eyes fixed on themselves blankly.
Wang Dali not only brought a war hammer, a waist knife and a noose, he also had a bow and arrow in his hand. Within a distance of less than five feet, he was absolutely sure that the two arrows would hit the throats of these two people. But Wang Dali did not do this.
His eyes scanned the wooden railings on the trench. The mouths of the two barbarian sentries on the watchtower slowly opened, but their screams seemed to be frozen by the cold in their throats, making them unable to make any sound.
Four or five sharp arrows hit the two sentinels at the same time. The two sentinels tried in vain to catch the arrow feathers that were shot into their necks, and their bodies swayed and fell. One of the young sentinels was mostly injured when he was hit by the arrow.
His body was stretched out, and as soon as he was hit by the arrow, he fell down from the watchtower and fell heavily into the ditch.
Wang Dali spotted the wooden fence and without hesitation, he waved the noose in his hand and threw it towards a wooden stake in the middle of the wooden fence about three feet away. The rope loop was inserted into the wooden stake exactly, and Wang Dali grabbed it with his hand.
The rope climbed up. The three companions were waiting below the rope, holding bows and arrows, and guarding the top with vigilance.
Silently, the sixteen sentries on the eight watchtowers in front of the Hu camp were all killed by the Hedong Army infantry archers with poisonous arrows. This was the time when the Hu people were most lax, and most of the sentries didn't even know what was going on.
It was clear that he was shot to death without even having time to hum.
After killing all the sentries, the barbarians in the camp did not react at all. They did not find that the sentries on the watchtower were dead. Of course, the two hundred elites would not miss this God-given opportunity. They climbed up the trench one by one along the rope and picked themselves up.
Guy in hand.
Tian Guangguang directly plucked green onions from the dry land and flew up to the ten-foot-high ditch. He easily jumped over the two-foot-high fence and landed inside the Hu camp.
Wang Dali climbed up the slope on his hands and knees, spread out his hands, spat twice with his mouth, took off the heavy infantry war hammer from his waist. Holding the hammer in both hands, he leaned forward and struck the wooden fence with all his strength.
With a "click" sound, a big hole was made in the wooden fence with the war hammer in his hand. Then, with two more blows, the wooden fence in front of him was completely shattered. After passing through the wooden fence, it was directly the stone wall of the sentry post. Keep it.
At the base of the wall, Wang Dali ran towards the camp gate.
The elite troops of the Hedong Army who followed him up the trench passed through the large hole in the wooden fence and came to the foot of the stone wall. They threw their flying claws onto the wall, and then climbed up with ropes that were more skillful than the others.
The Hu people in the camp were finally alert, but it was too late. Hundreds of elite Han troops rushed into the camp. The camp gate was attacked from two sides and fell into the hands of the Hedong Army in an instant. Outside the camp, Gao Xie rushed with 500 soldiers.
Come--
Two-quarters of an hour later, everything settled. In the public room of the sentry post, Sima, a private soldier, hurriedly handed a roll of parchment to Gao Xie:
"General, look, Hugou's military order..." (To be continued. If you like this work, (.) vote for recommendation, monthly vote, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m..
