The weather in October has begun to turn cold in Anding, a place close to the Great Wall.
Especially at night, if you don’t wear more clothes, the cold will invade your body.
Fortunately, there is Long Mountain to the west of the middle road, which not only blocks the Shu captives on the right side of Long, but also blocks the cold air coming from the west.
But even so, when they were on duty at night, there were still Wei soldiers on guard who quietly lit up fires to keep warm.
Although in the past few years, Guanzhong has tried its best to obtain a lot of raw materials from Shu captives through various channels.
But the price is too high, and it is just a dream for the soldiers at the bottom to wear such cold-proof clothing.
At most, only the elite members of the military have such qualifications.
And the elite soldiers in the army had already followed Da Sima to Xiaoguan. How could they stay behind to escort the grain and grass?
I heard that Feng Yong, a famous Shu bandit, has been blocked by Da Sima in Anding. I think there will be news of a great victory in the next few days.
In addition, grain and grass are transported from Qian County to Xiaoguan. In recent years, Qian County has deployed heavy troops to prevent Shu captives from entering the pass.
The roads that Shu captives can cross Longshan, no matter whether it is a major road or a small road, are closely monitored by people.
Therefore, although the road back to the middle is at the foot of Longshan Mountain, it is considered safe.
Winter is about to come, and the army still has to move. It is really too much torture for the big soldiers at the bottom.
In addition, there were no rebels around, so the commanders and lieutenants in the army would turn a blind eye to some of the actions of their soldiers, as long as they were not excessive.
One Wei soldier shrank his neck, walked to the fire in the corner, and kicked another Wei soldier:
"Get up, it's your turn to come over and take your turn."
Wei Bing, who was dozing off while holding his weapon and nodding his head, was kicked awake.
He yawned, rubbed his eyes, and asked lazily:
"What time is it?"
"Is it almost Yinshi?"
The Wei soldiers who came to call for help put down their weapons and stretched out their hands to warm the fire. They found that the fire was almost extinguished, so they added another piece of wood to the fire.
His slightly cold hands became warm again, giving him a look of satisfaction on his face.
Wei Bing, who was on duty, stood up with some reluctance and walked to the guard position.
After leaving the fire, he suddenly felt a little cold.
When people feel cold, they tend to have the urge to urinate.
He looked left and right, then quietly walked to a bush and lifted up his robe.
As the sound of gurgling water sounded, he closed his eyes in relief.
Then I seemed to hear a very slight voice: "Cao!"
He was so frightened that he quickly opened his eyes, and just as he opened his mouth, before he could make a sound, a hand that smelled of urine covered his mouth tightly.
Then he was thrown to the ground.
He struggled "Uh-huh" and accidentally licked the hand, feeling a little salty...
When the hand left his mouth, he could no longer make a sound.
Because the extremely cold dagger just scratched his throat.
Then his body was carefully dragged into the grass.
"what happened?"
The captain of the Dark Night Battalion leaned into the ears of his men and asked in a voice like a mosquito, "Didn't you say that this is not Cao's night patrol route?"
"It should be a temporary convenience. I thought I was discovered..."
The Night Hunter, who had just killed a person, suppressed his nausea and put his hand on the body to wipe it, feeling unlucky in his heart.
It's good to sneak in and crawl here, but it's really unlucky to have someone pour urine on you!
So he couldn't help but cursed secretly: "Cao!"
The Dark Night Camp was trained by Feng Junhou himself, so the words and deeds of the people there are more or less influenced by Feng Junhou.
For example, the word Cao, Feng Junhou said, means to scold Cao as a thief.
When the captain of the Dark Night Battalion heard the explanation from his subordinates, he felt relieved: "Let's take action!"
In late autumn and early winter, the days are short and the nights are long.
Between Chou and Yin, it is the darkest night before dawn, and it is also the time when people sleep the deepest.
When the Wei soldiers who had gone to summon people earlier sat down, they had already imitated their companions and began to doze off while holding their weapons.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, he didn't even bother to look back. He just muttered: "Why are you back again? Don't be discovered by the military lord, otherwise you won't be able to be so lazy in the future..."
The visitor didn't answer, just sat down and put his arm around his shoulders.
His companion's actions finally made him open his eyes and turn his head impatiently.
Then what I saw was a ghost-like face, which was so gray and green that it was hard to tell whether it was a human or a ghost.
Under this fright, his sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
The other party's strength was so great that the hand holding his shoulder not only prevented him from getting up, but also reached out to cover his mouth.
After a while, Wei Bing twitched, then lowered his head and sat still.
Wei Bing, who was guarding a high place not far away, naturally saw this scene. He looked at the man who was walking back to the fire and leaned into his companion's ear. He seemed to be whispering something, and his behavior was extremely intimate.
He frowned and said, "Dirty!"
I thought that I must inform the military marquis then that these two men were not only lazy while patrolling the night, but were also doing such things.
With this thought in his mind, he stood up and stretched.
An arrow flying from an unknown direction flew through the air and penetrated his neck fiercely.
He covered his neck with both hands, stared at the dark night sky with his eyes wide open, and fell down unwillingly.
After a while, a fire broke out in a corner of the Wei army's temporary camp.
"It's gone!"
After someone discovered this situation, he quickly went to notify his superiors.
"Those guys must have been lighting a fire to keep warm at night, and accidentally caught the fire!"
The captain was extremely angry and cursed, "From tomorrow night, no one is allowed to light a fire in private!"
He was scolded, but he didn't have much worry in his heart. He immediately sent people over to organize the fire extinguishing.
Unexpectedly, before the fire on that end was extinguished, someone came over from the other end to report the fire.
"Why are you so careless..."
Before the captain finished speaking, he already felt something was wrong.
Sure enough, one after another people came to see the generals of the Wei army, saying that there was water leakage.
"Xi Zuo! Xi Zuo has sneaked in. Come and pass the order. Unless you receive a military order, no battalions can move rashly!"
The generals of the Wei army were able to shoulder the important task of transporting grain. Naturally, they were not randomly assigned and responded quickly.
Riots in the camp at night can easily lead to camp roars.
Although the current army sergeants are neither before the war nor after the war, their emotions are still stable and there should be no need to worry too much.
But precautions are still necessary.
It's just that this method is acceptable for ordinary fine work.
What he didn't know was that this time he was facing professional arsonists.
This time Feng Yong sent this group of troops out for food and grass.
So he divided some of the tung oil in the engineering camp and let Huo Yi take as much as he could.
After all, when it comes to playing with fire, it is of course more fun to add fuel to the fire.
Using water to put out a fire caused by oil will only exacerbate the fire.
So the Wei army discovered that the fire was getting stronger and stronger as they were saved.
When it was almost dawn, the fire in the camp soared into the sky.
When the shouts of killing rang out outside, the generals of the Wei army who were burned by the fire in the camp couldn't help but secretly groan:
The camp is in chaos, and there are thieves outside taking the opportunity to attack the camp. I'm afraid the attackers are not good-natured!
Naturally, Huo Yi outside did not really want to attack the camp. After all, he came out this time with a light army, and he also had the important task of disturbing Cao's thieves' food routes.
How can we waste our troops so easily?
He did this to meet the Dark Night Camp in the camp.
The soldiers of the Wudang camp set up their long bows and began to throw rockets at the Wei army camp.
Some Wei troops wanted to rush out, but were persuaded to retreat by a hail of arrows from the Wudang Battalion, which had been well prepared.
When it got dark, the enemies outside the camp finally retreated.
The general of the Wei army was able to put out the fire with all his strength, but after the fire in the camp was extinguished and the losses were counted, he was left crying without tears.
Not many soldiers were killed or injured by thieves, but many of them trampled on each other.
The most important thing is that most of the food and grass were burned.
General Wei's face turned pale as he looked at the piles of grain and grass that were still smoking and emitting a pungent stench of oil.
Naturally, Cao Zhen, who was under Xiao Guan, did not know that a batch of grain and fodder for his army had been burned to pieces on the way.
At this time, he looked at the Shu camp opposite and frowned.
This thief Feng really has a way of leading the army.
I thought he had traveled a long way and the soldiers must be exhausted.
I didn't expect that after only half a day and one night's work, such a camp could be built.
Not only that, they even placed simple antlers in front of the camp and dug a trench that was not too shallow.
Just when he thought Thief Feng would stick to the stronghold and keep time, suddenly the stronghold gate opened.
Group after group of Shu captives came out and began to set up military formations based on the camp.
"Then Thief Feng is really brave. He has a stronghold but doesn't defend it, and he dares to confront Da Sima directly!"
The generals of the Wei army thought they were going to attack the camp, but they didn't expect that the other side actually dared to come out.
"This camp seems to have no problem, but it was just built in a hurry. It is not very strong. Feng Thief knows this, so instead of waiting for us to break the camp, it is better to fight to the death!"
Guo Huai clasped his fists and said, "Great Sima, I am willing to be the vanguard to defeat thieves!"
"Why didn't I let the governor be the vanguard to test the thieves?" Cao Zhen shook his head, "Look at the Shu captives, their morale is not weak."
"Our army is so powerful that it would be better to surround it slowly and attack in turn. The Shu captives will move in a hurry. They are already exhausted and have few troops. When the time comes, all parties will be unable to respond and the camp will collapse."
Although he repeatedly belittled Feng Yong, how could Cao Zhen have no vision after leading the army for many years?
The opponent's armor was distinctive, their military formations were strict, and their advance and retreat were orderly. The low morale situation that they imagined did not occur at all.
In addition, in the past few years, Feng Thief's reputation for being good at fighting has spread throughout Guanzhong, so Cao Zhen will not be careless.
Anyway, I have superior troops in hand, and the terrain is flat and wide, so I can deploy a large army.
Once there are more than ten thousand people, there is no limit.
A battle between thousands of people and a battle against tens of thousands of people are two completely different concepts.
Because in this era, no matter how high a commander's command is, he can only command what can be clearly seen with the eyes.
Five to six thousand people, that's already the top.
The rest can only be left to the generals under his command.
Tens of thousands of people from both sides faced each other on a vast land. The coach could only arrange tactics before the battle, deploying different troops in different directions.
The attacker will constantly try from all directions to find the weak link of the defender.
When it comes to actual battles, the commander will deploy troops and generals based on the situation reported by the generals below.
As for the specific performance of his men, the coach cannot control it at any time.
This is why it is said that a thousand armies are easy to win, but a general is rare.
When it comes time for the coach to go into battle, the situation is basically too tragic, or it has reached the final moment.
"It seems that the number of Cao thieves should be more than 50,000."
At the highest point of the camp, Guan Ji, dressed in military uniform, held up a telescope and watched as the Wei army on the opposite side began to slowly mobilize and continuously deploy troops to its two wings.
She silently made an estimate in her mind and spoke.
Cao Cao's current displayed strength has reached at least 30,000 to 40,000 troops.
As usual, in such a battle, the first day for both sides is to set up their military formations and test the opponent's strength in all directions.
Therefore, it is impossible to use all the troops from the beginning.
Feng Junhou was standing behind Guan Ji, focusing entirely on her armor.
This is a fine armor specially made for Guan Ji by the Hanyang County Manufacturing Bureau. Of course, some of Feng Junhou's ideas were also incorporated into it.
Under the sunlight, Guan Ji, blessed by armor, looked like a Valkyrie.
"If Cao Zhen wanted to attack Longyou with 50,000 elite troops, then he would have to mobilize at least 100,000 troops."
After hearing Guan Ji's words, Feng Yong responded in a long voice.
It would be an exaggeration to say that the officers and soldiers of Xiaowei Mansion are ahead of an era, but to say they are ahead of a century is a matter of course.
Logistics alone is enough to crush any army of the same era.
Not to mention the high degree of organizational power at the grassroots level in the military and the most basic qualities of soldiers.
The captain's office said it had 20,000 elite soldiers, but according to the standards of this era, it was perfectly normal to organize a force of 100,000 troops with 20,000 elite soldiers.
But is that necessary?
It's not necessary at all.
Even though Feng Yong knew that Cao Zhen wanted to use superior force to crush him on the plains, he still dared to run over because he had faith:
Even if I can't beat you, don't even think about eating me in one bite.
Otherwise, based on Feng Tubao's temperament, he would have led his army into the desert long ago.
Anyway, there are Huqi in the army, so what are you afraid of?
At worst, I'll spend a year and a half wandering around in the desert.
And with Guan Ji by my side, I won’t be too lonely on the way...
While the two were talking, they saw that Wei Jun was the first to take action in the southeast corner.
Guan Ji shouted loudly: "Xun Wei! Du Men!"
At the same time, he picked up the small flag on the table in front of him and waved it a few times.
The coach's drum beat soon started, and at the same time the messengers rode horses and ran to the southeast.
After receiving the military order from the commander, there was no movement on the outermost layer of the Han army in the southeast corner, but the inside was already turning. At the same time, a reserve battalion from the commander's camp entered the southeast corner to respond.
The Wei army's attempted attack of two thousand infantry quickly disappeared in the southeast corner of the Han army's formation.
This made Cao Zhen frown again: Why do I think this Shu prisoner is a little weird?
Is it possible that that is where the Shu captives deployed heavy troops?
