Chapter nine hundred and sixty fifth burning the pontoon
Huangfu Hui followed the rope and ran towards the Dazhou military camp. More than a dozen companions behind him also slid down the rope without hesitation. They were wearing Dazhou armor and quickly arrived at the edge of the military camp. Several of them quickly arrived at the edge of the military camp.
Each time they encountered the patrolling soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty, but they were skillfully avoided. The military camp of the Zhou Dynasty experienced a killing with disparity in strength and returned to peace, but Huangfu Hui and others still
Don't dare to take it lightly.
At this time, a group of patrolling Zhou soldiers came towards them with steady steps. What came face to face was an unusually young young general. Huangfu Hui's heart trembled. He naturally recognized the unusually young boy.
General. That person was Ling Tianyun. Although he had heard of Ling Tianyun's legend, he really didn't expect that Ling Tianyun was so young. He was no older than a weakling at most.
Although everyone was wearing the armor of the Great Zhou Army, he did not have the confidence to escape from Ling Tianyun's eyes, so he led everyone towards a tent with only a few figures flickering. The tent was flickering with candlelight.
There were only a few people coming out, but Huangfuhui decisively led everyone into the tent. When they entered the tent, they were stunned because there was no one in the tent.
I saw a few human-shaped pieces of paper hanging next to the lit candle. The breeze blew in from outside the tent, and the human-shaped pieces of paper hung by silk threads swayed in the wind. From outside the tent, I could see several human figures.
There were people walking around in the camp. Huangfu Hui suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He did not expect that there was no one in the camp. This was simply an empty city. There were obviously not many people in the Zhou army camp.
Killing should be the only soldiers left in the military camp. Moreover, the Zhou army here should be under the command of Ling Tianyun. He only leads a few hundred people to guard the entire military camp.
After the patrolling soldiers left, Huangfuhui and the others walked out of the camp. He looked around and saw that the densely packed tents were like a chessboard, but the floating bridge they were looking for was nowhere to be seen.
The Zhou army should have sent most of their soldiers to build the pontoon bridge overnight, otherwise why would the camp be so empty? It is obviously extremely difficult to burn down the pontoon bridge.
No trace was seen.
"I hope you can succeed!" Huangfuhui was secretly looking forward to it. Only more than half of them were left, but the people led by Ye Yinfeng had not made any movement yet. He believed in Ye Yinfeng, but he
But I was still worried. If the pontoon was not burned down tonight, Shouzhou City would face a tiger-like offensive from the Zhou army descending the mountain. With the existing Shouzhou troops plus Lin Renzhao's troops, they would not be able to withstand its attack.
The night was dim, just like hope was slim, Huangfu Hui felt extremely heavy. It was obvious that the Zhou army had already moved the place where the pontoon bridge was built, leaving an empty camp. He felt a little unwilling, but he could no longer
We can't lead these ten people to take risks. Even if we find the pontoon bridge, can we fight against tens of thousands of Zhou army with only ten people? Looking at the young faces in front of us, although these people's faces
He had a strong fighting spirit and determination as if he was ready to die, but he really couldn't bear to let these robes die.
Thinking of this, the determination on Huangfu Hui's face became thicker. Although he couldn't bear to watch these people who had been through life and death die under the sword of the Zhou army, their trip was doomed to fail. In this case, they might as well just go for it.
If they could not burn down the pontoon bridge of the Great Zhou Army, then they would have another goal, as long as they could severely damage the Great Zhou Army. He looked around and made a bold decision.
"Brothers, I cannot stop you all. This trip is destined to be in vain. The Zhou army has already moved the pontoon bridge. With our current manpower, it is impossible to burn the pontoon bridge. So I decided to burn the pontoon bridge of the Zhou Dynasty.
Even if you can't complete the mission with food and grass, as long as you can severely damage the Zhou army, it will be worth your while to die. If you are going with me, please come forward. If you can't accompany me to die, you can leave." Huangfu Hui looked solemn.
said to the crowd.
"General Huangfu, we came here expecting to die. We will burn wherever General Huangfu says. Even if we die, we will have to pull a few Zhou troops to back us up so that the Zhou troops know that we Tang soldiers are not greedy.
Those who are afraid of death." A companion's eyes flashed resolutely, and he whispered to Huangfu Hui. But the other companions remained silent, and apparently no one quit, which made Huangfu Hui feel sad and confused.
Glad.
"If there is an afterlife, I will be brothers with you again." It is said that a man will not shed tears easily, but at this time Huangfuhui felt that his eyes were wet. Everyone arranged the bamboo tubes behind them, and
Under the leadership of Huangfu Hui, they quickly found the supply camp where grain and grass were stored in the Great Zhou Army Camp. At this time, there were only a few people guarding the supply camp of the Great Zhou Army. Seeing this situation, everyone couldn't help but feel happy.
Huangfu Hui took the lead, raised his sword and struck at the Zhou soldiers, and soon all the Zhou soldiers were killed. Everyone broke into the Zhou supplies camp, and they saw the piles of grain and grass.
They took off the bamboo tube behind them, and poured the black oil in the bamboo tube on the grain and grass. Suddenly, the baggage camp was filled with a rotten smell, and all the grain and grass were stained with it.
That black oil.
Everyone ignited the black oil with a fire, and the flames instantly covered the food and grass. The raging fire jumped up when the wind blew, and the fire spread instantly. The flames shot up into the sky, with a bright red light.
He was immediately exposed in the Dazhou military camp and was quickly discovered by Dazhou soldiers. Hundreds of Dazhou soldiers rushed towards the supply camp. When they saw the blazing fire, they quickly killed Huangfuhui and others.
surrounded.
"Kill!" Someone shouted. Huangfuhui and the others raised their sabers and rushed towards the Zhou army. In the blazing fire, blood arrows shot straight up, and they were condensed in the fire.
With the rich smell of blood, the sound of burning food and grass mixed with the sound of killing, the dull sound of sharp weapons, and the sound of metal clanging, the Zhou army camp suddenly boiled, and the light of blood and fire intertwined, and a whole
The killing of blood and fire disturbed the gloomy night.
Huangfu Hui's face was very calm, even though he saw a comrade fell to the weapons of the Zhou army, he saw a comrade who was stabbed in the chest by the Zhou army and screamed miserably, he saw the soaring
Bloody arrows shot up into the sky, but he still felt extremely calm, both on his face and in his heart. He was determined to die. He had no regrets. At least he had killed more than a dozen Zhou soldiers.
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In the end, he was defeated by the young general. The young general chopped off his own saber with a single blow, and then the other party hit him in the back of the neck with a palm. Suddenly, he fainted.
But he knew that the young general who knocked him out was Ling Tianyun, that powerful young man. Before he fainted, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Another figure flashed in his mind, a delicate blue figure.
The figure of a young man wearing a shirt.
Ye Yinfeng led the crowd and did not approach the Dazhou Army Camp. Instead, he chose a remote path to avoid the Dazhou Army Camp. He went north along the Huaihe River, and in front of him was a group of mountains that were not too high. There
Under the dim night, the mountains were looking down at the Huaihe River like ferocious beasts. However, Ye Yinfeng led everyone to quickly walk towards the mountains, and everyone climbed up to the top of the mountains.
The highest mountain.
Standing on the peak, you can see a river rushing down from the north. The river flows right into the Huaihe River. When the two rivers meet, the water surges to the sky. In addition to seeing the magnificent scene when the two rivers meet, everyone also sees the Huaihe River.
Upstream at the intersection with another large river, there were countless Zhou soldiers holding torches high. The Zhou army seemed to be building huge fortifications. Although their eyes were all covered by the fire, they all knew that the Zhou army was building a pontoon bridge.
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"Rest on the spot and take turns to be on guard duty." Ye Yinfeng didn't seem to want to say more. He just ordered gently. The other soldiers were all puzzled. They had found the pontoon bridge being built by the Zhou army.
But why did they let them rest on the spot? "Master Ye, I don't understand why?" One of the soldiers asked Ye Yinfeng with a dissatisfied tone, while the other soldiers looked at him with the same doubts.
The leaves sing in the wind.
"This is an order. Anyone who dares to disobey the military order will be punished." Ye Yinfeng didn't want to say more, but just replied coldly. He looked at the direction of the Zhou army again, and then he found a rock and lay down on it.
They came down. Seeing Ye Yinfeng's indifference, everyone's expressions changed slightly, but they dared not speak out in anger. After all, Huangfu Hui had ordered that the highest commander of their team was Ye Yinfeng.
The night was getting darker, and time flew by unknowingly. Ye Yinfeng opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed from his eyes. "Everyone, follow me down the mountain." This is
The third sentence Ye Yinfeng said soon made the group of dissatisfied soldiers of the Southern Tang Dynasty pick up their spirits and head towards the foot of the mountain. Soon, they arrived at the foot of the mountain, but Ye Yinfeng led them towards
Go to the riverside.
I saw a dozen small boats on the bank of the river, and soon a soldier showed an angry look in his eyes. "Master Ye, do you want us to go back?" A soldier asked angrily, and Ye
Yinfeng just looked at him coldly and said nothing. "Everyone, get on the boat and go along the river. You can reach the pontoon bridge built by the Zhou army. You just need to pour the black oil in the bamboo tube behind you."
Just use a fire stick to light the black oil on the pontoon." At this time, Ye Yinfeng revealed his plan.
At this time, this group of Southern Tang elites realized that Ye Yinfeng wanted to take advantage of the Zhou army's relaxation to burn the pontoon bridge. Immediately, these Southern Tang elites boarded the small boats one after another, because they were going upstream and there was no need to row the boats.
You can quickly reach the pontoon bridge and get rid of the encirclement and suppression of the Zhou army. After the thirty elites of the Southern Tang Dynasty boarded the boat, Ye Yinfeng remained motionless, just looking at the dozens of boats quietly.
Fei Liu quickly approached the floating bridge.
A petite figure appeared behind Ye Yinfeng, and a faint fragrance penetrated into Ye Yinfeng's nose. Ye Yinfeng turned around. He saw a beautiful and perfect face with a hint of childishness. He saw that
There was a faint smile on Zhang's face, and a warm current suddenly flowed into his heart. "Brother Xiaofeng, we are all ready, just wait for them to attract the attention of the Zhou army." That flawless face still had a hint of warmth.
A bit shy.
"Wanru, thank Pavilion Master Lu and the heroes of Qingfeng Mingyue Pavilion for me." Ye Yinfeng's face showed a long-lost smile, and he said to the petite figure. "Brother Xiaofeng, why are you so polite?
, My father said that this time we will obey your orders. This is your first time to command a battle, so of course we have to cooperate fully." Lu Wanru made a face to Ye Yinfeng and said mischievously.
"It's just a pity that these elites in the army are worthy of being our warriors of the Tang Dynasty." Ye Yinfeng's eyes were filled with sadness. He turned to look at the dozens of small boats. At this time, there were waves of turbulence on the river surface, and the
More than a dozen small boats had begun to approach the pontoon bridge built by Dazhou, but he knew that these elites of the Southern Tang Dynasty were destined to fail, and the price of failure was to die in the turbulent waves of the Huaihe River.