"Why don't we take advantage of the chaos and kill them?" Liu Bei looked at the chaos ahead, but Wang Xuan, as the commander-in-chief, just looked at it with a smile and didn't care, and couldn't help asking.
"How can we not have the time to watch a show?" Wang Xuan leaned on the railing and watched with gusto.
Liu Bei: "..."
This is a war! A war about the destiny of the country! Do you understand it or not?
He now understood the mood of Xi Zhicai, Guo Jia and others that day.
"Okay, don't be anxious, it's important to implement the original plan." Wang Xuan shook out the folding fan in his hand and fanned it gently.
"Okay!" He was not good at commanding operations, so he gave up the urge to point fingers and turned his attention back to Yuan Shaojun's conflict.
"Zai Zhi, how do you decide which meat to put on it and they will get into chaos?" Liu Bei asked curiously.
"I don't know if there is chaos or not, but I know that Yuan Shaojun's soldiers must be hungry! I guessed this from the moment I knew they started mobilizing troops at five o'clock in the morning, so I asked them to prepare braised pork.
If you want to make them even hungrier and go to the battlefield hungry, it will be strange if their morale does not drop significantly!"
"How do you know they won't bring food with them? Our soldiers must carry at least three days' worth of rations with them!" Liu Bei continued to ask.
"You're kidding, Mr. Xuande, you are so crazy. A few years ago, you were eating two meals a day, not to mention those low-level soldiers!" Wang Xuan glanced at Liu Bei and continued: "How dare you give the soldiers three days of rations?
The soldiers dare to find opportunities to escape. At worst, they will go to recruit after eating, and hundreds of thousands of people will not be recognized by the recruiters."
"What's more, other princes are not like us. They feed themselves three times a day, and give the soldiers three days of rations to carry with them. It is guaranteed to be eaten up in less than a week."
"Uh... ok!" Liu Bei has been used to living a good life in the past few years. Now that Qingzhou has three meals a day, he has forgotten about it.
"Then Yuan Shao and the others didn't know how to prepare beforehand? There are so many civil servants and counselors!"
"I hope those guys who come from high-ranking families, who are particular about chewing carefully and eating slowly, and who are particular about eating only seven percent of their food, will understand this. Don't be ridiculous."
"This is the same." Liu Bei couldn't help but laugh.
On one side, people were chatting and laughing and watching the fun. On the other side, after hearing what Qu Yi said, Yuan Shao refused without hesitation!
Before the battle, he didn't even have a full meal, so one can imagine his morale. Fortunately, Qu Yi's army had enough prestige to suppress it. Now that he found Yuan Shao, he wanted to persuade Yuan Shao to slowly withdraw his troops and fight again another day.
Because of the sharp drop in morale caused by this kind of hungry dissatisfaction, it will definitely have a great impact when it comes to war.
Qu Yi had no problem considering it, and Yuan Shao also understood and agreed, but that didn't mean he would agree.
Qu Yi's starting point for considering the problem was tactical, while Yuan Shao's starting point for considering the problem was political.
Undoubtedly, Yuan Shao considered from a higher and more comprehensive perspective. Withdrawing his troops and fighting again tomorrow seemed like only a few days later, but it was indeed a huge blow to Yuan Shao's prestige.
If an army of 200,000 people, with all the advantages, was scared off by such a little trick, what would happen to Yuan Shaocheng?
The fighting spirit of the major families that had just been aroused might not be wiped out. Even if there was only a slight chance, Yuan Shao would never take the risk.
"It has an impact on the 50,000 people in the front army, but will it have an impact on the left and right armies?"
"No." Qu Yi answered truthfully.
"That's it. The left and right armies move forward first to form a siege. The front army and the middle army exchange positions. Will this have any impact?" Yuan Shao is unwilling to take political risks. Likewise, he also wants to avoid military risks as much as possible.
risk, so I put forward this opinion.
"It won't have much impact." Qu Yi frowned slightly and then relaxed. Firstly, he felt Yuan Shao's determination. Secondly, this way can indeed avoid most of the risks. The only problem is that it wastes time.
I wonder if Liu Beijun will take advantage of the situation to cover up the killing.
However, maybe we can use the trick to create a little chaos and lure Liu Beijun to attack?
Here, Yuan Shaojun's left and right armies slowly moved forward. The front and middle armies passed by, causing a period of confusion. On the other side, on the carriage, Wang Xuan curled his lips and said, "Qu Yi is being cautious."
"What should we do now?" Liu Bei couldn't help but ask.
"Wait, what's the rush? The longer the time goes, the more energy they use up and the hungrier they get. Let's see if they still have the energy to fight for a while."
"Then don't we have to wait too?"
"Can we be the same? Every soldier has a military kettle with thick sugar water in it. There is no problem at all in replenishing physical strength."
"Order everyone to sit down and rest." Wang Xuan ordered, boom... boom, drums sounded, and all 40,000 people sat down to rest. They would not waste their energy with the other party.
After wasting another hour, Yuan Shaojun finished adjusting. Qu Yi was a little regretful that Liu Beijun didn't react at all. However, forget it if he didn't fall into the trap. Let's go head-to-head. He still didn't believe that 40,000 people on the opposite side could block 200,000.
The army besieged.
As Yuan Shaojun's war drums sounded, the 150,000-strong army slowly began to move and surrounded Liu Beijun. Liu Beijun's side also beat the war drums, and all the soldiers stood up and prepared to fight.
The atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly became solemn, murderous intent aroused, and the dark clouds in the sky dispersed.
The drumbeats were getting faster and faster at any time, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, six hundred meters, five hundred meters, three hundred meters. When the distance was about a hundred meters, the former army Zhang Fei gave an order, "Shoot!"
Clusters of arrows pierced the air and made an ear-piercing whistle, and the sky was filled with arrows, shooting toward the opposite side like a dark cloud.
Liu Bei's army has strict training, and there are strict regulations on how often the archers should maintain a volley after they start firing. Therefore, there is no need for the general to give another order, and the arrow rain will become a continuous trend and cover the opposite side.
In a dense formation, there is no need to aim at all, it is just a covering strike. Under this kind of strike, life or death depends on luck. Whether or not you need to dodge or not, it is definitely not important.
I remembered the screams of Yuan Shao's army, and he was not to be outdone. After getting a little closer, the arrow rain also rose up and crossed with Liu Bei's arrow rain in the air.
Dense arrows collided in the air and fell to the ground one after another, but more of them still fell in the military formations of both sides, causing a lot of damage.
Even though Liu Bei's army had iron helmets, breastplates, and arm shields, many of them were shot in non-fatal parts such as thighs and arms, and the casualties began to soar instantly.
However, factors such as armament and training gave Liu Beijun an absolute advantage in the confrontation.
Fortunately, the distance between the two sides was only a hundred meters. After reaching the charging distance, Qu Yi gave the order to charge. As long as the two sides were in close contact, the bow and arrow shooting would naturally stop automatically.