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Chapter 403 Ghost Festival (1)

The fifteenth day of the seventh month of the third year of Datong in the Han Dynasty is the Ghost Festival.

Pang Zhun is a perfectionist in terms of tactical arrangements. He can even think of the smallest details. He often looks at problems from the perspective of his opponents and uses it to reflect on how he should do it. It is easy to work under Pang Zhun.

, because you only need to carry out his orders. This is a good commander. He did not expect that the Han army would detour from the Northern Han Dynasty to attack his left wing, so he sent people forty miles away from the army.

A beacon tower was set up outside.

The only thing he didn't expect was that the people under his command would neglect their duties to this extent!

What he didn't expect was that the soldiers sent out to guard the beacon tower would actually be reduced to hunting prey to survive. Those guys who drank the blood of soldiers would forget about everything after sending the soldiers out. Every time

When Pang Zhun asked them about the situation of the beacon tower, those guys always said that everything was fine. Pang Zhun told them several times that they must ensure the food supply of the soldiers. Otherwise, how can they guard the beacon tower when they are hungry?

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He knew that his prestige was not enough to win over these arrogant generals. He only hoped that these people could work together. Obviously, he still overestimated himself. Those generals did not regard him as a military advisor at all.

Take it seriously. Although he is the general marshal whom Pei Zhan personally accepted his fate, in the eyes of those generals, what great things can a helpless scholar do? In their opinion, what His Highness King Zhou has done in this life is

The most wrong decision was to let Pang Zhun command an army of 200,000.

If soldiers from the baggage camp go to deliver food to the soldiers guarding the beacon towers every day, they may find that there is no one alive in these beacon towers. Of course, even if this is the case, it is just

Just add a few more layers to the tower of flesh built by the corpse.

The Overwatch Council dispatched a group of the most powerful killers in the Northern Expedition, one in gold and twenty in silver. All six or seven beacon towers within a radius of twenty miles were slaughtered. These top killers from the Overwatch Council,

They were guarding the beacon tower closest to the Zhou army's camp, waiting for someone to come. Unfortunately...their killing knives had no chance to drink blood. Because no one cared about the soldiers sent to guard the beacon tower!

In the words of the man in gold: "The beacon towers were set up but no one paid attention to them. This shows how corrupted the generals in power of the Zhou army have become. If such an army can still achieve the final victory, what will happen if such an army can win the final victory?"

You can say that God has no eyes."

Many times, even most of the time, God has no eyes. However, on the battlefield, God's eyes are wide open, watching every move on the battlefield calmly and indifferently. He will not be biased to help one side.

He will only help the one who is most prepared. He doesn't care about the process or even the outcome. He just watches indifferently as the tiny humans fight and fight for a certain desire.

Because of the existence of the beacon tower, even the Zhou army's scouts became lazy. After they rode out of the camp, they often found a hidden place to lie on the grass to rest for a while, and then ran back to report that they were safe.

As long as nothing happens, they have completed their mission. Anyway, there is a beacon tower. As long as there is an enemy situation, there will be smoke warning. They don't really need to go out for thirty or forty miles to patrol.

When the Han army marched forward in a swaggering manner, the Zhou army dozens of miles away seemed as if they were blind and deaf. Oh, by the way, they are indeed all blind and deaf.

Among the 200,000 Northern Expedition Han troops, there were 40,000 cavalry. Today, the main force attacking the Zhou army's camp was these 40,000 cavalry. Their task was to cut off the Zhou army's camp outside Jizhou City in half, and then attack again.

Cut off, and then cut off. Dividing the Zhou army into sections makes it difficult to form an effective defense, creating the best killing conditions for the 160,000 infantry.

Forty thousand cavalry, divided into eight teams.

Twenty miles away from the Zhou army's camp, Wang Banjin ordered the army to stop advancing. Although it was still far away from the Zhou army's camp, Wang Banjin ordered the soldiers to rein in their horses and not run around sixty miles away.

Dust and smoke arose. Fortunately, most of this plain was wasteland, and the tall and dense wild grass meant they didn't have to be too demanding about walking gently. If they walked on the grass, the dust and smoke would not rise too high.

Twenty miles away, Wang Banjin began to lay out the battle plan. Although the battle plan had been explained in detail to all the generals participating in the battle before the army set off, Wang Banjin didn't mind saying it again. Today is the day when he becomes famous. He is a big man.

The day when the hegemony of the Central Plains was completely established was the day when the Han Dynasty was proud and proud. As long as the Ding'an Army was destroyed, the world of the Great Zhou Dynasty would be at your fingertips! As for Li Tianfang in Kaifeng and Qingzhou Bingyue Le Mihuang, in Pei Zhan's words, they are clowns.

That's all.

The 40,000 cavalrymen were divided into eight teams and marched slowly for another five miles. The cavalrymen slowly increased the speed of their horses. The eight cavalrymen were like eight winding dragons. Although they were silent, they showed their sharpness.

Their fangs and cold murderous aura. Ten miles away from the Zhou army's camp, they encountered several teams of fairly dedicated scouts. However, before these scouts had time to run back to warn them, they were shot to death by the Han army's improved repeating crossbows.

After ten miles, the Han cavalry began to accelerate slowly.

Five miles later, the dust and smoke raised by the war horses were finally noticed by the Zhou army, and the sentries on the watchtower began to blow the horns. The horns had a trilling sound, which seemed to announce the fear of their masters.

Pang Zhun rushed out of the tent and quickly climbed onto the watchtower. His face turned pale when he looked at the billowing dust and smoke in the distance!

"Why didn't the beacon light the smoke?"

He shouted loudly.

No one answered him, because it was only then that many generals remembered that we had set up a beacon tower outside.

"Why didn't the scout give any warning?"

Pang Zhun asked again.

Still no one answered him. Everyone wanted to know the answer to every question. After shouting twice, Pang Zhun finally understood that these people were indeed unreliable. He put away his anger and began to loudly order the deployment of defenses.

At this time, those generals who usually disobeyed his orders really quickly executed the orders. At the sound of the horn, the soldiers of the brigade rushed out of the tents, holding their weapons tightly, and looked at them in panic.

Look at the billowing dust and smoke rising into the sky outside the camp.

It's the cavalry!

Anyone with war experience can guess that the attack was a cavalry force. The Chengde army was trapped in Jizhou City. Although they had cavalry, they would never get out. The Chengde army held on for so long, and the soldiers suffered heavy injuries. Seven

Of the 10,000-strong army, there are now less than 30,000 that can still maintain full combat effectiveness. It cannot be the German army, so it can only be the Han army.

"Archers! Formation!"

"Pikemen, gather outside the camp gate and form a defensive square formation!"

"Quick! Bring back the heavy crossbows used to attack the city!"

"Order all the rock-throwing trucks to turn and hit me on the left wing!"

Pang Zhun issued orders one by one, and he tried his best to keep his head calm. He told himself not to panic. He had more than 200,000 troops under his command. As long as he could prepare for defense, no matter how powerful the enemy was, he would only be defeated.

!For the cavalry, from the time they were discovered to the beginning, the five-mile journey is not very far for them. Although, for some, it is the world and hell, but for most people, five miles away is the world.

Their killing place is where they send their enemies to hell, where the door to hell has been opened. Of course, it is they who opened the door, not the Ding'an Army.

The Zhou army's archers managed to gather together, and the trebuchets arranged around Jizhou could not turn around for a while!

Soon, endless cavalry appeared in the sight of the Zhou army soldiers, so shocking!

"The great man is mighty!

"The big man will win!"

General Lei Yuan, who was leading the cavalry, shouted twice, and then a roar like a mountain roar erupted behind him!

"The great man is mighty!"

"The big man will win!"

This is a momentum, an unstoppable momentum!

It was very close. When the cavalry appeared in the sight of the defenders, it would not take long for the cavalry to rush outside the camp. Now, only the archers and spearmen could be seen. Pang Zhunshen

Taking a deep breath, he turned around and looked at his nominal subordinates and said: "Generals, I don't know why the beacon tower didn't light the smoke, and I don't know why the scouts didn't come back to warn. I only know one thing.

, if you don’t fight this battle with all your strength, I guarantee that we will all die without a burial place.”

Zhu Sanqi pressed the horizontal knife beside his waist with his hand and looked at the scene outside the city with cold eyes.

"Everyone is ready. When the Han army invades the Zhou army's camp, immediately open the city gates and fight back with all your strength. We must wipe out the Ding'an army in one battle! Brothers, you should clearly remember that in the past year, the Ding'an army has

Those bastards have killed so many of us! Go ahead! Use the swords in your hands to avenge your dead brothers!"

Everyone responded with a roar and went down excitedly to prepare.

A general frowned and looked at Zhu Sanqi. Finally, he couldn't help but walked up to Zhu Sanqi and asked: "Commander, why don't we... sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight? After all, the Han Army and the Ding'an Army,

They are all our enemies. Helping the Han army to attack our Zhou army, if word spreads... it will be bad for the commander-in-chief's reputation."

Zhu Sanqi looked back at him, smiled to himself and said, "Da Zhou? Starting from the day the late emperor died, Da Zhou was actually gone long ago."

On Ghost Festival, blood flows like rivers.

The soldiers of the Ding'an Army finally saw the Han cavalry that was said to be invincible in every battle. Although these 40,000 cavalry were not Liu Ling's Shura Camp and did not have such sophisticated armors and weapons, they were compared to the Shura Camp.

, that cold murderous aura and bloodthirsty desire may be nothing less.

On the Ghost Festival, I wonder if the ghost messengers in the underworld will be too busy.

Within one day, hundreds of thousands of wandering ghosts suddenly appeared outside Jizhou City.

The Han cavalry is the best in the world! (To be continued)


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