The cool summer wind blows slowly over the hills, and the mountains and forests ripple slightly, dispelling the heat of the day.
It was already the second watch, and the Yellow Turban Army camp was already silent.
In Changshe City, countless soldiers could not sleep peacefully. They tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, their moods fluctuated, and they felt restless.
In the lobby of the county government office, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun sat side by side, lighting candles, and they were both unable to sleep peacefully.
Zhu Jun sighed and said: "All the elites of the imperial court were taken away by Lu Zhi. We only have more than 10,000 troops. Now that we are besieged here, we may be in danger."
Huangfusong was naturally aware of the predicament at hand, but as a general, he had to force himself to calm down and said: "The messenger sent out a few days ago should have arrived in Luoyang long ago. Reinforcements are expected to be on the way. Gongwei should be more patient."
More than a month ago, Zhu Jun's army rushed to Yingchuan first and fought with Huangjin Bocai's tribe in Yingyang and other places. As a result, he was defeated by Bocai. He lost many troops and retreated all the way until Changshe was barely stabilized.
After Huangfu Songhou settled in Changshe, he knew the enemy's situation. Before the Yellow Turbans besieged the city, he sent a messenger to Luoyang to ask for help. Calculating the days, reinforcements should arrive.
"just in case......"
Zhu Jun hesitated: "All the elite troops of Sanhe are in Lu Zhi's hands. What if the imperial court has no more soldiers and horses now?"
Huangfu Song said in a deep voice: "Now the world is in chaos, and refugees from all over the country are fleeing to Luoyang. If the court does not have soldiers, just recruit them from the refugees. Isn't that how we soldiers came here?"
Strictly speaking, only a small part of Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song's troops were elite. Because the Eastern Front battlefield was the main force, the thieves gathered more than 200,000 people, known as one million, and caused a bloody storm in Jizhou. Therefore, the imperial court could only use all the elite forces. To Lu Zhi, very little was given to Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song.
Therefore, when they went south from Luoyang, most of the army was recruited. Many of them were new soldiers who had never been on the battlefield. There were a total of 40,000 troops, each with 20,000 troops, and they went south to kill the bandits in a mighty manner.
As a result, they did not expect that the enemy's men and horses would be so large. As soon as they entered Yuzhou, Zhu Jun was attacked head-on by Bo Cai. The 20,000 men and horses suffered heavy casualties and there were not many left.
Although Huangfu Song did not lose the battle, Bo Cai's frantic attack on the city for more than a month still resulted in the loss of many soldiers. As a result, there are only more than 10,000 people left in the entire Changshe. It is difficult to defend the city, let alone break through or even defeat it. Yellow Turban Army.
Especially now that the atmosphere in the city is tense, the whole army is very scared. If it is not handled well, a camp roar or mutiny may occur, which puts Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun under a lot of pressure.
Zhu Jun thought: "I don't think we can sit still and wait for death. No matter whether the court has reinforcements or not, we have to find a way ourselves. The situation in the city is already very bad. If it continues like this, the soldiers may not be able to bear it. If there is a slight disturbance, something will happen. Once the camp roars, we will be finished, and everything will be over by then."
Huangfusong stood up from behind the desk, walked down the hall with his hands behind his back, and said rather irritably: "How could I not know this? But now I am trapped in the city, unable to get out. If I want to do something, I will only have a few soldiers. It’s hard to take action, what can I do?”
"Oh, that's right."
Zhu Jun sighed: "Fortunately, there is enough food and grass in the city. If there is no food and grass, this battle will be even harder to fight."
"I just hope that the imperial court can send reinforcements as soon as possible."
Huangfusong thought for a while and said, "I don't know what's going on with Lu Zigan, or whether the war is going well."
Zhu Jun also stood up and said with a wry smile: "Do you still have time to worry about Lu Zhi? Let's take care of ourselves first. I'm afraid we won't be able to sleep well tonight. I will go out to patrol the city gate and boost the morale of the soldiers."
"Um."
Huangfusong nodded, stroked his forehead and said, "I'll think about it again... I'll definitely come up with a solution."
When Zhu Jun left the county office, a refreshing summer breeze blew in and soaked into his heart and spleen.
The night was as cold as water. Under the escort of several personal guards, Zhu Jun rode a horse to the south gate of Changshe.
This is the direction of the Yellow Turban's main attack, and the soldiers guarding here are also the most nervous.
Zhu Jun came over to appease the soldiers, and then went to inspect other city gates.
About half a quarter of an hour later, when it was about to reach the third watch, Zhu Jun came to the north gate.
The North Gate had the fewest Yellow Turban soldiers, and it was also the gate with the best chance of breaking through. Therefore, Zhu Jun paid great attention to it and always came to observe the enemy's movements to see if there was any breakthrough.
"What are the enemy's movements?"
Zhu Jun came over to inspect the situation, watched on the tower, and casually asked the soldiers next to him.
The soldier replied: "It's the same as before, there's no movement."
"Um."
Zhu Jun nodded. He had observed that although the enemies at the north gate were indeed small in number, as long as they dared to break through and were entangled by the enemies at the north gate, the enemies at the east gate and west gate would be able to quickly support them and annihilate them.
Therefore, for so many days, even though they knew there were not many enemies here, he and Huangfu Song still did not dare to gamble.
no way.
This is the tragedy of having few people.
Pity.
If all of his more than 10,000 people were cavalry, let alone more than 100,000 rabble, even if there were 200,000, he and Huangfu Song would dare to kill them.
In field combat, cavalry is king!
"Huh?"
Zhu Jun finished his routine inspection and was about to leave when he suddenly saw lights flickering in the dark night in the distance, and there seemed to be movement.
Looking closely, I saw someone carrying something at the entrance of the Yellow Turban Camp two miles away.
"Someone wants to rob the Yellow Turban Army's camp!"
Zhu Jun took a breath of air because he saw dozens of people suddenly appear at the Yellow Turban camp. These people acted quickly and cooperated with each other to quickly kill the guards guarding the door, and then blocked the antlers at the door with lightning speed. The horse moves away.
This was actually the pattern used by Gan Ning's Baiqi to hijack the camp later. Generally, the gate of a well-equipped camp would have a tower lookout to serve as the commanding heights, and eagle-eyed soldiers or archers would be arranged above to spy on the enemy.
Gan Ning first shot the soldiers in the tower, then removed the antlers and horses, and then led the cavalry into Cao's camp.
As for the tower in the Yellow Turban Camp, you only need to deal with the guards at the door, it's not that troublesome.
Therefore, with the help of the torch lit at the gate of the Yellow Turban camp, Zhu Jun clearly saw that after those people removed the antlers of the Juma deer, the sound of galloping horse hooves suddenly sounded in the dark night, and the five hundred cavalry were followed by more than two thousand infantry at full power. , rushed towards the Yellow Turban camp.
"Enemy attack!"
In the dark night, the Yellow Turban Army roared, but these peaceful days passed too long. The officers and soldiers were surrounded in the city. They had always attacked the officers and soldiers. No one expected that the officers and soldiers would dare to rob the camp.
As a result, the soldiers panicked one after another. They didn't even wear clothes, ran out of the camp and fled in all directions, creating chaos.
Zhu Jun was overjoyed at the gate of Changshe. In order to boost the morale of the army, he shouted: "The imperial reinforcements are coming, the imperial reinforcements are coming, hurry up, prepare to fight."
The soldiers guarding the North City suddenly became energetic. The panic of the past few days was completely dissipated, and their morale was greatly improved.
At this moment, a fast horse rushed to the bottom of the city tower, and someone shouted: "We are reinforcements from the imperial court. Chen Mu, the lieutenant of the Northern Army, is leading the vanguard to rob the camp. Cao Cao's army, the Cavalry Commander, is behind us. Let's attack the city quickly." Open the door and let us in after the camp is robbed."
Zhu Jun responded from above: "Yes, I will open the city gate right now."
"Thank you."
The man turned his horse's head, brandished his weapon and rushed to the battlefield.
After he left, Zhu Jun said to the soldiers beside him: "Open the city gate."
"Do you really want to open it?"
The soldiers hesitated.
I have been surrounded and beaten by the Yellow Turban Army for the past few days. What if this is the opponent's strategy?
Zhu Jun sneered: "Open it halfway and let the archers and axemen prepare. If this is a deception by the Yellow Turban Army, after the camp is robbed, a large number of Yellow Turban Army will definitely follow behind those people. We can let in the fast cavalry. Immediately close the city gate after shooting. If it is not a conspiracy, the Yellow Turban Army will not dare to pursue and kill them. Then they can all come in and ambush the archers and swordsmen. Even if there is a trick, two or three thousand people will not be able to cause trouble. "
In fact, looking at the clothes of the people under the city, Zhu Jun knew that they were most likely imperial reinforcements, because their clothes were all official and military-style armors.
However, Zhu Jun is also a veteran on the battlefield, so he still needs to have the necessary back-up skills.
If it was Bo Cai's plan, then the task of that team must be to pretend to be imperial reinforcements, pretend to rob the camp and then flee into the city. There must be a large number of Yellow Turban troops behind them.
In this case, that group of people only need to enter the city, control the city gate first, and wait for the reinforcements behind them to arrive.
If it wasn't a plan, it means they really robbed the camp. Unless the Yellow Turban soldiers knew in advance that someone was hijacking the camp, otherwise they would be stunned without preparation and would never be able to chase them out.
Therefore, to judge whether these people are reinforcements, you only need to see whether there are pursuers behind them after they rob the camp.
But even if he thought these were real reinforcements, Zhu Jun did not dare to take them lightly.
He still understands the truth of sailing a ship that lasts ten thousand years with caution.
"only!"
The soldiers were ready to take the order and leave.
While Zhu Jun was watching the situation in the distance, he was still a little worried, and added: "Go and notify General Huangfu, and then go to the West City and East City to call some people. Don't shout if you are asleep, and be careful of the camp roar."
"Understood."
The personal guards around him went to convey the order.
The battlefield in the distance was in chaos. Zhang Fei led his men into the camp and set fire everywhere.
The tents of the Yellow Turban soldiers were all made of cloth and were quickly set on fire. For a time, the Yellow Turban camp in Beicheng was a mess.
The soldiers ran out of the tent in a daze, not knowing where their superiors were or what they were going to do. Without organization and orders, they could not form an effective counterattack force.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Fei led his team to kill hundreds of people, charging back and forth on horseback, constantly causing chaos, and turned the Yellow Turban camp into a racecourse.
"Steady, steady!"
In the main tent of the Beicheng camp, Huang Shao, the leader of the Yellow Turban camp, had just put on his armor and ran out in disheveled clothes. Seeing the chaos in the camp, he was so angry that he grabbed a soldier and shouted: "You are not allowed to run for anything. Go back and kill the enemy." !”
"General, run quickly, the imperial troops are coming, tens of thousands of them."
The soldiers were frightened. Although there were more than 10,000 of them, there were 3,000 on Zhang Fei's side. The difference in strength between the two sides was not particularly large. The Yellow Turban soldiers thought that a large number of reinforcements had arrived from the imperial court, and were very frightened.
"Tens of thousands of people?"
Huang Shao's eyes widened, he rolled his eyes, turned around and joined the escaping team.
Even the general ran away, let alone the soldiers?
Zhang Fei led his men and horses to charge back and forth, killing nearly a thousand people. He felt so happy that he laughed loudly and said: "It's so good, it's so good, brothers, kill me!"
Chen Mu's soldiers were composed of the original three hundred cavalry from Youzhou plus the Luo Shi thieves recruited later, including Hu Zhi.
Hu Zhi had two sons. The eldest son was named Hu Ping. He had been promoted to a corps commander and could ride a horse. Therefore, he was added to the cavalry team and became a member of the five hundred cavalry.
Seeing that Zhang Fei wanted to kill again, Hu Ping quickly persuaded him: "Captain Qu, we can't kill anymore. Zhonglang said that the enemy's reinforcements will arrive soon, and we should withdraw."
"Stop nagging and kill again..."
Zhang Fei's blood boiled and he was about to ignore Hu Ping's advice when he suddenly remembered that before setting off, Chen Mu said that if he was obedient, he would give him the wine in his collection.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fei calmed down and said: "That's right, I have to listen to what my fourth brother says. Brothers, retreat!"
After giving the order, the troops began to withdraw and ran out from the direction they came from.
In the distance, the city gate of Changshe was already ajar. Zhu Jun ambushed the archers and sword and axemen, and watched the movements of the Yellow Turban camp.
In fact, when he saw the camp was on fire, and the shouts of death and howls and screams were everywhere, he knew it was not fake.
If the Yellow Turban Army was willing to set fire to their own camp and screamed so tragically and realistically, then he would admit it even if it was a lie.
However, we still had to make preparations, so we did not withdraw our troops and continued to lie in wait for the so-called "reinforcements" to arrive.
Zhang Fei led his troops out of the camp, but no one dared to chase him.
The Yellow Turban soldiers were stunned by the night attack, and most of them were frightened away. How could anyone be brave enough to come out and pursue them?
This allowed Zhang Fei to quickly approach the city.
The city gate of Changshe opened, and Chen Mu's men and horses filed in, successfully entering the city.