Zhu Bao came with a total of 3,500 soldiers, and the momentum was quite huge.
However, from the loose discipline in the ranks, it can be seen that this army is full of good and bad.
In fact, there were only a thousand soldiers guarding the county, who were direct descendants of Zhu Bao.
The other five hundred were private soldiers with the surnames of Long, Fu, Dong, Xie, etc., while the remaining two thousand barbarians were the various barbarian tribes that Zhu Bao lured here with benefits.
"To level the Han army's garrison, I have no plans for food, fodder, military equipment, and baggage! It's all up to you to take for yourself!"
This was Zhu Bao's promise to gather the elder clan leaders of various barbarian tribes and use ghosts and witches to curse the alliance.
The barbarian customs are cursed by ghosts and witches, and the elders are allied with them, so they cannot be changed, otherwise they will be punished by God.
If there is an offender, all the ministries will attack and punish him!
Therefore, after hearing this, the senior elders of each tribe immediately gathered the young men of the tribe and came with swords in their hands.
Hundreds of Han troops built garrison defenses, and the accumulated military provisions would be abundant.
Even if the Han army was in a state of poverty and burned its rations, there would still be countless pieces of armor and swords that could be used for profit.
For the elder clan leaders of each tribe, if they obtained the armor and sharp swords of the Han army, they could equip their clansmen and seize adjacent acres by force, thereby expanding the clan's living space.
On the contrary, if I don't follow my shadow and others follow me, I'm afraid that in the future, I will be a prey to others!
Moreover, it has already entered winter, and it is the slack time for farmers. Staying at home will only consume the few reserves.
It is better to go to Zhu Bao's army to find a satisfying meal.
Whether you die in battle or not, it will not be more miserable than dying of poverty, starvation and freezing.
No need to think too much.
The same goes for Zhu Bao.
He only needs one victory to intimidate the other wealthy families in the county who seem to be in harmony with each other.
Everyone gets what they need, and naturally they share the same hatred.
However, when he led his troops to Yingshanhuo and saw the garrison built by Zheng Pu and others, he couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine.
Although he had already realized this, if the Han army, with less than a thousand soldiers, dared to go deep alone, they would definitely have someone to rely on.
However, such a ferocious siege with fangs and claws and bamboo walls can become evil within ten days?
Could it be that the Han court sent veteran generals Gao Xiang, Chen Shi, or even Wu Yi here?
Zhu Bao was puzzled. He stationed his horse by the Liuchong River, raised his head and looked at the military flag with the word "Han" on the garrison 300 steps away, and pondered endlessly.
"Woo~~~~Huh~~~~"
"Boom! Boom!"
Above the Han army's garrison, the deep and deep horns of horns stretched to the sky, and the sound of drums and drums was deafening.
Like the rain, the sound of drums and drums urged the vigorous warriors to climb up the bamboo wall one after another, hold their shields and crossbows against the wall, and prepare for the attack.
It turned out that Jufu and Liu Yin and others saw Zhu Bao leading his troops, so they sounded drums to urge them to prepare for battle.
Zheng Pu, on the other hand, along with Fu Qian and Li Qiu, had already rolled up under the guard tower with their shields in hand, looking at the dark soldiers in the distance, taking some time off, and waiting for the start of the battle to attack the enemy.
Responsibilities in the military have always been rigorous and non-interfering.
As a supervisor, he does not have the authority to command on the battlefield, so he can only watch the battle.
"Even if you read all the military books, it is better to experience a battle in person! You guys, since this is the right time, you should watch more and think more about it for the sake of long-term knowledge!"
Naturally, I did not forget to give Fu Qian and Li Qiu a lesson in the words of a master.
"promise!"
The two boys nodded heavily and agreed loudly.
At Fu Qian's age, his body and bones had not yet reached the stage of full growth, and his breath was blocked by the huge wooden pillars. From time to time, he would stand on tiptoes and look far into the distance, hoping to see more clearly. The novel and eager look of his head and head,
Zheng Pu, who peeked out of the corner of his eye, couldn't help but curl up his mouth.
He was about to ask the armored soldier who was guarding him to find a place to step on, but he heard this boy speak urgently.
"Sir, look quickly! The thief seems to have sent someone to come to the battle to make a deal!"
Hearing this, Zheng Pu stared intently.
I saw a man on the opposite side, trudging across the river, raising his hands to show no harm, and slowly walking towards the garrison.
However, when he walked within a hundred steps, there was a "bang" sound from the bowstring above the garrison. It suddenly sounded and pinned him to the ground. He twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
"nice!"
At the same time, the soldiers of Liu Yin's tribe who were guarding the right corner of the siege burst into praise.
Following the sound, he saw Liu Yin drawing his bow and stroking his beard, laughing boldly and looking proudly.
"Ah! He was actually shot!"
Fu Qian, who stood on tiptoe and stared intently, saw so clearly that he couldn't help but open his mouth and lose his voice.
Immediately, he raised his head again, looked at Zheng Pu and asked, "Sir, why didn't Liu Sima let that man come over? Let's listen to what he said before making any arguments."
Stretching out a hand to cover Fu Qian's head, twisting it to focus on the front, Zheng Pucai replied in a calm tone, "Those who raised troops to rebel are from the Yi tribe. Moreover, he was sent by the traitor Zhu Bao, and he only wanted to praise himself.
The army is strong, so let us not hesitate to resist. If this is the case, it is useless to listen, so why should we allow him to make the sound of a barking dog?"
"Oh~~~"
Fu Qian responded, no longer doubtful, but raised his ears and followed the sound.
It turned out that the Banzhen barbarians were on the garrison. Seeing Liu Yin kill the enemy with an arrow, they all held their swords and struck their shields, stamped their feet and made peace.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom! Boom!"
There was an extremely strong man who took the lead, raised his head and opened his voice, pouring out a rich singing voice, "Erlie ah dun ah~~~~~"
It also caused the other gangsters to stretch their necks and shout loudly, "Didago~~~~"
"Boom!"
"E~~~~~ya! Pull!"
"Boom!"
A line of dialect and slang was finished with the sound of a shield being struck.
The harmony is tight, the singing and the sound of hitting the shield are both heroic and powerful, and it strengthens the hearts of the people.
But it was these brave and vigorous athletes who loved singing and dancing who inspired the custom of singing and dancing before the battle. They used their exciting voices to build up their momentum and overwhelm the enemy's spirit.
Two boys, Fu Qian and Li Qiu, felt their blood boil in their chests. They also clenched their fists and hit the shield hard in response.
Then, Zheng Pu turned his head, stretched out his hand, bent his fingers, and knocked on his head with the strong wind.
"As a general, the mountains collapse in front of you but your appearance remains unchanged!"
His face was solemn, his eyes were slightly sharp, and he scolded, "Just singing can disturb your heart, how can you do anything evil in the future!"
"No! I'm taught!"
Fu Qian immediately calmed down his expression and nodded heavily in response.
Even when he tilted his head and looked at Li Qiu, he raised his eyebrows, winked, and stuck out his tongue.
However, Zheng Pu's eyes were no longer on him, but he was frowning and staring at Zhu Bao's disciples on the other side of the river.
When they saw the envoy being shot dead, they immediately made a loud noise.
Not long after, they were excited by the thunder of the cowhide drum under the flag of the commander of the Chinese Army. The troops slowly came out of the formation with strange screams and came to guard the siege.
Wu Na, the traitor Zhu Bao, came to attack evil without even making any offensive equipment?
Zheng Pu, who was on the garrison, couldn't help but be surprised when he saw it.
When I took a closer look, I found that the soldiers and horses from several schools who were out in battle were all without armor, had conical hair and bare feet, and some even had bird feathers on their heads.
Moreover, each person did not hold a sharp knife in his hand. Instead, he held a large wooden oar in one hand and a hemp net bag with earth and rocks in the other hand. Seven or eight people formed a group, covering each other and moving forward step by step.
A hundred steps away from the garrison, they were still advancing slowly; when they were within a hundred steps, they started running towards them.
It turned out that they wanted to fill in the trench first.
