More than 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers outside the city watched helplessly as Zhang Fei captured the prisoners and ran back to the city.
The thunderous roar and the huge force that overturned the horses were deeply engraved in the hearts of countless Yellow Turban soldiers and shocked them.
Bocai saw Zhang Fei running back and said angrily: "Attack, attack, fight into the city, I will massacre Changshe!"
He Yi and He Man, who was on the left and right, advised: "Commander Qu, the generals have been completely defeated today. The morale of the army is low. Even if we attack, we can't break the city. It's better to rest for two more days and make plans again."
Bocai said angrily: "If we withdraw like this today, the morale of the army will be even worse, and the officers and soldiers will laugh at us for fleeing without fighting. I really can't afford to lose this face."
So the three armies were forced to attack. Tens of thousands of soldiers and horses rushed into the range of the bows and arrows. Arrows rained down suddenly. The Yellow Turban soldiers ran away with their heads in their hands without any will to fight. They left hundreds of corpses and fled in a hurry.
Bo Cai was angry and helpless.
Morale is the most important thing when marching and fighting. If the soldiers are not strong in fighting will, any army will be useless. The Yellow Turban soldiers are originally a mob, and they rely on the strength of their numbers to suppress the officers and soldiers in the city.
Now the morale of the whole army has been brought to the verge of collapse by Zhang Fei, and they have no courage to fight anymore.
On the other hand, the officers and soldiers were all in great momentum. If Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun were not still afraid of their 150,000 to 60,000 troops and did not order them to leave the city to pursue them, they might have already left the city by now.
Zhang Fei returned to the city, and all the officers and soldiers looked at him with awe. At least for today, Zhang Fei has made a name for himself. When the war is settled, these ten thousand officers and soldiers will become storytellers, and his name of bravery will be spread throughout the world.
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"Hahahahaha!"
Zhang Fei jumped off his horse, laughed and saluted Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song, who came over: "General Zhu, General Huangfu, Fei is lucky to have lived up to his command."
Zhu Jun was full of praise: "What a strong man, he is really a tiger general. To be a small music leader under Lu Zigan's tent is really unworthy of his talent. After this battle, I will report to the court and ask for merit for you."
Huangfu Song tapped his chin: "This battle is crucial. It not only frustrates the spirit of the rebels, but also greatly boosts the morale of our army. The contribution is indeed not small. I will also sign a letter when the time comes. To be honest, I really envy Lu Zigan.
Old man, there is such a brave general, no wonder the main force of Zhangjiao in Jizhou was defeated in a series of battles. If I want to win Yide as soon as possible, I will still be besieged in the small city of Changshe."
These two generals really made no secret of their love for Zhang Fei. As the saying goes, a thousand pieces of gold is easy to get, but a general is hard to find. There are not many generals who can lead soldiers to march and fight, let alone Zhang Fei who can not only lead troops to fight.
, and also bravely champion the three armies. Such people can often give soldiers great courage and thus defeat powerful enemies.
However, Zhang Fei laughed and said: "The two generals are so complimentary. In fact, my ability is nothing. Compared with my eldest brother and my second brother, I am far behind. Back in Zhuojun, my second brother and I didn't know each other, so we fought empty-handed."
After hundreds of rounds, there was no winner or loser, and if the big brother came over and separated us, that would be called awesome."
Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song were stunned. Zhang Fei's skills were already extremely good. Are there two more powerful than him?
Chen Mu was snickering from the side.
He had personally witnessed the acquaintance between Liu, Guan, and Zhang.
Zhang Fei was bored that day, so he put a fan of pork in the well and pressed it with a huge stone. He threatened that whoever could move the stone away would get the pork.
Many people who were watching gave up after trying. The stone was indeed not something that ordinary people could move. It happened that a handsome boy named Guan Yu passed by pushing a cart selling mung beans. When he heard about this, he came over to move the huge stone away.
The meat from the well was taken out and distributed to the people.
As a result, Zhang Fei arrived after hearing the news and fought with Guan Yu. The two of them were like two humanoid dinosaurs, punching wooden boards and stone bricks, and almost demolished half of the street.
In the end, Liu Bei, who was watching, separated the two. (Excerpt from the novel, used for reference of force value.)
However, Chen Mu saw clearly from the sidelines. It was not that Liu Bei's martial arts was stronger than Guan and Zhang's, but that Guan and Zhang were in the wrestling stage at the time and were separated by Liu Bei's cleverness. Therefore, it is difficult to say that Liu Bei defeated the two with one against two.
But it also shows from the side that Liu Bei's wrist strength is by no means bad.
The reason why Zhang Fei said that Liu Bei was better than him was because he was belittling himself and exalting his two brothers.
But even so, Zhu Jun and Huangfusong were shocked.
Zhang Fei is already extremely brave, but there are actually two people stronger than him. Isn't it true that Xiang Yu will be just like this in his reincarnation?
Thinking of this, Huangfu Song said with envy: "In this case, I envy that old man Lu Zhi even more. This guy is really lucky. He took away the elite soldiers of the imperial court, and he has such a fierce general under him. It's really abominable." "
Zhu Jun smiled bitterly and said: "Who told him to face the main force of the Yellow Turban Army? Fortunately, the imperial reinforcements have arrived and Yide is brave. Our chances of winning this battle have increased by a few percent."
Speaking of the chance of winning, Huangfu Song remembered Chen Mu's words yesterday and asked: "Chen Zigui, you said last night that the Yellow Turban can be broken with a snap of your fingers. Now that you see the more than 100,000 horses outside the city, what do you think? Don't look at Zhang Yide's bravery. But the power of one person cannot shake thousands of troops, and we have too few troops to fight head-on."
Chen Mu smiled, shook his feather fan slightly, and said slowly: "General, as Mu said, the Yellow Turban Soldiers are nothing more than a mob. Even though there are more than 100,000 people, they are nothing to be afraid of."
"oh?"
Huangfu Song became interested and asked: "In that case, I have also looked at the situation today. Do you have a good plan?"
"There is indeed a good strategy."
Chen Mu nodded confidently.
"tell me the story."
Several people were walking on the city tower, watching the retreating formation of the Yellow Turban Army in the distance.
Although this siege started in a hurry and was stopped by Zhang Fei alone. But the basic number of people was there, more than 100,000 people were crowded, and the troops were withdrawn densely. Just walking back was filled with dust, and there was no end in sight. .
The boundless sea of people is spectacular. Imagine that if it were besieged by so many people, an ordinary city would have been lost long ago. This indeed reflects the abilities of Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun.
Chen Mu looked from a distance in the direction of the Yellow Turban camp and said, "I wonder if the general has noticed that the Yellow Turban soldiers are leaning against the grass and nestling in the forest."
"You want to say attack with fire?"
Huangfu Song sneered and said disdainfully: "Chen Zigui, you have underestimated the heroes of the world. Gong Wei and I have thought of this plan for a long time, but in summer the vegetation burns slowly and there is no strong wind to take advantage of it. Even if you want to attack with fire, it is simply impossible." Implement.”
Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song are also veterans and have been thinking about all countermeasures for the past few days. Before Chen Mu arrived, they watched the Yellow Turban camp and already thought of a fire attack plan.
Changshe is located just at the end of the Qinling Mountains and the Taihang Mountains, with high mountains to the west and plains to the east.
Therefore, there are many mountains to the west of the city, and there are plains to the east of the city with large fields.
The Yellow Turban soldiers did not have high tactical literacy. Instead of stationing their barracks on the plains, they stationed them under the mountains.
The vegetation below the mountains is lush, with endless weeds, basil, and forest trees. If you want to attack with fire, it is a very good method.
But it's a pity that it's midsummer now, not late autumn.
Modern people should all know that the leaves are green in midsummer, and the vegetation contains a lot of water. When you squeeze the leaves, water will drip out.
Use a lighter to burn a green leaf for an experiment. You can observe that the leaf burns very slowly, not as fast as dead leaves in late autumn. It may take a while to ignite.
But it is vegetation after all. It is possible to cause a fire, but the fire will certainly not develop quickly. As long as the Yellow Turban soldiers are not fools, they can naturally escape before the fire spreads. In this way, they will still not cause any damage to the Yellow Turbans. At most, they will burn down their camp.
Therefore, Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song never used this strategy.
If Chen Mu thinks that using fire to attack is feasible, Huangfu Song can only express his disappointment, because in his opinion, this is just a imaginary strategy that cannot be used. Unless God helps and a southeast wind blows, it will be impossible to realize it. .
Chen Mu walked slowly, raised his head to look at the sky, and said with a chuckle: "If you want to break the Yellow Turban, the only way is to attack with fire. The general is ready for everything, all he needs is the east wind."
Huangfu Song said coldly: "At this time of summer, where does the east wind come from?"
As we all know, there are four seasons of the year: spring breeze, autumn breeze, and winter breeze. In ancient poetry, the winds of these three seasons are often written in poems, such as "The spring breeze does not cross Yumen Pass", "The autumn wind is bleak, and the flood waves surge", "Northern The wind breaks through the Antarctic, the red phoenix and the sun are majestic" and so on.
Only few people talk about the poetry of summer wind, because even if there is wind in summer, it is only a breeze at night, and there is rarely a strong wind. The wind force is much worse than the harmonious spring breeze, the bleak autumn wind, and the severe cold winter wind.
Therefore, although fire attack is the only way to defeat the Yellow Turbans, it is difficult to be effective due to the slow development of fires in summer and the lack of strong winds to help.
Chen Mu remembered the history he had learned before.
When I was a child, as a child of someone else's family as adults said, I not only had excellent grades, but also often read famous works at home and abroad, and read the Twenty-Four Histories. Among them, when I was reading "The Chronicles of the Three Kingdoms" and "The Book of the Later Han", I vaguely remembered that Huangfu Song was born on the sixth day of the Midsummer Period. It took a month and a strong wind to set fire to the Yingchuan Yellow Turban.
It is now the end of May, and it will soon be mid-summer and early June, which means that within ten days at the latest, there will definitely be strong winds.
It happened that my geography teacher in the first year of high school also talked about folk proverbs about predicting the weather, such as "swallows fly low and snakes cross the aisles, and magpies crow when chickens don't return to their coops." The sunset travels a thousand miles." Wait.
In fact, it is similar to this. Rural children should often hear narrations from their elders in their daily lives. It seems to be the experience summed up by the Chinese people over the past five thousand years, but it is actually some meteorological theories.
In modern meteorology, it is involved.
In fact, most of the techniques of prophecy, prediction, and latitude and longitude in the Han Dynasty are related to this aspect.
When marching and fighting in ancient times, the weather had a great impact on the army. Therefore, if the generals leading the troops to fight had some knowledge of meteorology, it would be of great help to the war.
However, let alone the Han Dynasty, this knowledge was not completely popular even in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Senior generals had no need to learn it, and ordinary generals had no channels to learn it. Therefore, in the Han Dynasty except for a few Confucian scholars who specialized in this area Other than that, most people really don’t know how to do it.
Chen Mu recalled the proverbs taught by his geography teacher and looked up at the sky.
The sun is shining in the sky, and the scorching sun is shining down. Is there any sign of wind and rain?
However, Chen Mu smiled and said to Huangfu Song: "General, although there is no wind in midsummer, I can borrow wind. I wonder if General is willing to give it a try?"
"Borrowing the wind?"
Huangfu Song sneered: "Does Chen Zigui think that I am a villager's fool?"
"General Huangfu doesn't believe it?"
Chen Mu wondered, wasn't it said that the ancients were superstitious?
Especially in the Han Dynasty, even the emperor "didn't ask about the common people but about ghosts and gods." Why was Huangfu Song still an atheist?
Huangfu Song said matter-of-factly: "If you were Zhang Jiao, how much would I trust you? It's a well-known fact that Zhang Jiao received letters from the immortals of Nanhua and could call upon the wind and rain to spread the beans into soldiers. But you are just a young boy, where did you come from?"
Mana borrowed from the east wind?"
Good guy, it turns out that it's not that he is not superstitious, but that he feels that he is too young and cannot take on the important task of making waves.
While Chen Mu was cursing, he slowly said: "General Huangfu doesn't know something. I have studied the scriptures handed down from my ancestors and have learned the art of praying. Zhang Jiao declared that the sky is dead and Huang Tian will stand, which angered the god.
I just report to God, not to borrow magic power, but to report Zhang Jiao's evil deeds to God and let God bring disaster."
"I see."
Huangfu Song hesitated: "How sure are you?"
"It should be more than 80%."
"How to do it?"
"Open the altar and perform sacrifices. Ask God to borrow the east wind."
"When can I borrow the east wind?"
"If everything goes well, it will be within the next month."
"good."
Huangfu Song was also a decisive person, so he decided: "There is no other way anyway, so let's give it a try. What if there is no wind next month?"
Chen Mu grinned, revealing a pair of white front teeth: "General, please punish me."