The Yellow Turban used water to fight fire and won a great victory.
Under the propaganda of the old Taoist priests in the army, the morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers soared. They cheered and shouted outside the camp gate for a day, venting their grievances that had been suppressed by the army in recent days.
On the contrary, the officers and soldiers on the tower were silent and unable to refute.
There was no way, they really lost this game.
However, the officers and soldiers were not discouraged. They were all holding their breath and looking forward to Chen Mu's counterattack against the enemy tomorrow.
After Chen Mu and Zhang Fei entered the city, the haze of being besieged was much lessened.
In addition, Zhang Fei shocked the three armies that day, and the effect was comparable to that of shooting a halberd at the gate, which greatly encouraged the officers and soldiers. Even if there were provocations outside the city, they would not be moved.
night.
Outside the south gate of Changshe City, a group of officers and soldiers quietly left the city, carrying soil dug out from the city, and accumulated it outside the city gate.
It does not take much effort to build a small earth mound. Dozens of officers and soldiers only made two trips back and forth to build a small earth mound about three to four feet high and placed it at the door, facing the water basin at the entrance of the Yellow Turban Barracks.
If you use water, I will use soil.
It's as if no one these days understands the mutual restraint of the five elements.
On the seventh day, the Yellow Turban soldiers came out of the camp, saw the mound, and immediately reported it to Bo Cai and Gao Feng.
When the two of them left the camp, Gao Feng didn't even need to say anything. Bo Cai knew that he must have been countered again, so he said with a sad face: "Master Gao, this is not an option if we continue like this. The five elements are constantly interfering with each other, and no one will be able to do it at that time."
There’s nothing I can do about it.”
Gao Feng frowned: "Indeed, if I attack it with water, they will build a high mound of earth. Even if I use wood to defeat it, they can use fire. Repeatedly, it is still useless."
"What should we do?"
Bo Cai clasped his hands behind his back and felt irritated: "Master Gao, you still have to think of a way to do it."
Gao Feng hesitated for a while and said: "There is no way, but this method of breaking the situation is really destructive. Although it does not harm Tianhe, I am afraid that even Huang Tian will dislike me in the future if I do such a thing for a person who conforms to the way of heaven."
Bo Cai hurriedly asked: "What can we do?"
"I can't say it. If I say it, I will reveal the secret." Gao Feng shook his head and sighed.
"Oh, Master Gao, if we continue like this, we will almost lose. When the time comes, the sky will punish us, and the career of the great virtuous teacher will be gone."
Bo Cai persuaded him with sincerity.
Talking about Zhang Jiao, Gao Fengcai was slightly moved and said helplessly: "Oh, this is the only way. Listen to me, at midnight tonight, we will be like this..."
Bocai opened his eyes wide and said in shock: "This method..."
Gao Feng was helpless: "Yes, I said it was too shady, and Huang Tian disliked it, but this is the only way to break the situation."
Bo Cai didn't know what to say. This method was indeed destructive. It's strange that Master Huang Tian didn't dislike it.
However, Gao Feng's secret has been leaked, and it can't be used now. Bo Cai acted without hesitation and went to make arrangements immediately.
The officers and soldiers here saw that the new method was working. The Taoist priests who showed off their power at the altar yesterday did not dare to go up to the altar, and they immediately cheered.
The Yellow Turban soldiers in the distance saw that they were defeated today and were used to it. Anyway, they would defeat their opponents tomorrow. They all felt much calmer and returned to the military camp.
The two sides lived in peace for another day.
On the early morning of the eighth day, the soldiers guarding the city of Changshe suddenly smelled a fishy smell on top of the city tower. However, it was still dark and they could not see anything clearly on the city wall, and they did not dare to go out to check.
It wasn't until the rooster crowed at dawn, almost five or six o'clock in the morning, when the sky was gray and bright, that anyone realized that something was wrong.
People poked their heads out from the city wall, and the soldiers on duty almost vomited out their overnight meal.
I saw a large amount of excrement discarded on the mound at the city gate, piled up like a mountain, and the fishy smell hit my nostrils and was nauseating.
Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, who came after hearing the news, only took one look and felt that they couldn't look straight at it, so they ran dozens of feet away and came to the other side of the city wall.
Although it is not windy now, the smell naturally emitted is disgusting enough, and it is really difficult to endure.
Zhu Jun covered his nose with a cloth, his face looked ugly, and he said angrily: "The Yellow Turban is really despicable, actually using such dirty tactics."
Huangfusong held back his vomiting and said, "It's so disgusting. Go and ask someone to clear it away."
"No, what if there is something to say here? You still have to ask Chen Zigui for advice." Zhu Jun retorted.
After several days of fighting, although nothing happened, they are all people who believe in ghosts and gods. Even if they can't understand, they don't dare to act randomly. They have to find someone who understands to ask about the situation.
"Then go and invite him quickly."
Huangfusong couldn't stand the smell, so he turned around and ran to the west gate. If he stayed at the south gate again, he was afraid that he would actually vomit.
Zhu Jun sent someone to call Chen Mu.
Chen Mu followed the soldier Shi Shiran to the south gate. He knew it was bad when he smelled the smell. He went up to the tower and took a look at it from a distance before quickly fleeing and running away.
Zhu Jun also went down the city wall. It was really impossible to stay in this place.
The two of them came upwind. After the smell dissipated, Zhu Jun said with a bitter face: "Chen Zigui, look at this..."
Chen Mu frowned: "I never expected that the Yellow Turban Soldiers would be so despicable and use such underhanded methods."
Zhu Jun knew that folklore said that black dog blood and filth could break spells, so he worried: "Will our sacrifice be destroyed?"
"It's okay now, but something will happen if it continues like this."
Chen Mu thought for a moment and then asked: "Has what I want been built?"
Zhu Jun nodded: "We have already asked the craftsmen in the city to make it, and it will probably only take a day or two."
"That's good."
Chen Mu touched his chin: "As long as we have this thing, the sacrifice will be foolproof."
"Don't worry about anything else, how do you deal with those dirty things?"
Zhu Jun felt his stomach churning when he thought of the mountains of excrement, almost making him sick.
Chen Mu said: "It doesn't matter, just let the soldiers bury it with soil."
"Okay, I'll give the order right now."
Zhu Jun quickly went to give the order.
Watching his leaving figure, Chen Mu was thinking in his heart.
It has been delayed for seven or eight days now, and it is early June. Counting the days, the strong wind should arrive in these few days.
In summer, the vegetation is very moist, and there is even dew at night. Without the help of wind, it is really difficult for this fire to burn.
Now we can only hope that the history books are right and this storm will come as expected.
certainly.
Even if there are deviations in the history books, as a smart man, how could Chen Mu not be prepared?
In fact, let alone two hands, there are three or four hands. A resourceful person must imitate the fox. Not only must he have sharp teeth, but he must also have a cunning and smart head.
One of them was inspired by the Yellow Turban Army just now.
That is the strategy to defend the city.
Golden juice, a powerful weapon for defending the city, would not appear until after the Song Dynasty.
The only problem is that this thing really tests one's limits. If it is boiled on the city wall, the fragrance will definitely spread for ten miles. Kill one thousand enemies and damage yourself ten thousand. It is best not to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.
In the distance, on the Dharma altar of the Yellow Turban camp, a Taiping Dao master waved his sword and the Yellow Turban soldiers cheered and made noise at the gate of the camp.
The Dharma altar in Changshe City was empty, and no one dared to challenge him.
The officers and soldiers were silent and their morale was low.
Chen Muyuan looked at the figure on the altar on the other side of the Yellow Turban and smiled coldly.
Little brother, I am waiting for the wind, and you are waiting for death.
Under Zhu Jun's order, the officers and soldiers endured the stench one by one, transported loads of earth out of the city, poured it on the mounds of earth, and finally spread a large amount of lime.
Lime is not a modern product. Lime remains were discovered in the Qijia cultural sites as early as 4,000 years ago. Lime was also recorded in the "Book of Zhou" in the Spring and Autumn Period. This stuff was mostly used to build houses at this time. In the Han Dynasty, It has a wide range of uses in North Korea, including military uses.
A large amount of quicklime is hidden in the white dew houses, towers, and parapets used to defend the city. Once the enemy climbs the city wall through the ladder, the lime logs and lime will be thrown down like rain. Therefore, lime is used as military supplies in Changshe City. Large reserves.
Covered with mud and lime, the smell was finally covered up.
But the officers and soldiers at the south gate were attacked by the stench, and they were all depressed. There were vomit everywhere on the city wall. In desperation, Zhu Jun could only ask the troops to adjust their defenses and send soldiers from other gates to clean up the vomit and garrison the city.
On the other side of the Yellow Turban Army, seeing such a severe physical blow to the officers and soldiers, their morale was greatly shaken. They continued to provoke and booed outside the city gate, despising the officers and soldiers for being so weak.
After a day of noisy activities, it was finally sunset.
The sunset is yellow and orange.
In the courtyard.
Chen Mu and Zhang Fei are playing chess.
It's chess.
Chess is said to have been invented by Shun, and has been recorded as early as the Warring States Period.
However, chess at that time was not the same concept as chess later. After all, where did the Chu, He and Han realms come from during the Warring States Period?
But now there is.
Chen Mu reinvented chess and entertained Zhang Fei.
It's a pity that Zhang Fei is a bad chess player. Chen Mu almost lost his way in the Pacific Ocean, let alone letting it go, but he still hasn't lost once.
"No more, it's boring."
Zhang Fei's impatient temper could not stand the slow chess game, and he waved his hands repeatedly and couldn't say anything.
Chen Mu smiled and said: "Third brother, if you have nothing to do, let's do some more."
Zhang Fei shook his head like a rattle: "I won't come, I won't come. Your third brother is a rough man. How could he play such a thing? If you want to play, find someone else to play with."
Chen Mu smiled and said nothing, and began to clear the chessboard.
Zhang Fei scratched his head and felt it was boring. He couldn't help but ask: "Fourth brother, when do you think this wind will come? It's hard to fight. It's really suffocating me these days."
Chen Mu raised his head and glanced at the sky. The golden sunset had already set. The clouds in the sky were as neat and uniform as fish scales. A misty silver moon rose in the east. There seemed to be a halo surrounding the moon, shining and shining. The bright silver clouds.
"Counting the days, it should be these two days."
Chen Mu pretended to be calculating with his fingers, and a slight smile flashed in his eyes: "If the prediction is correct, third brother, you will have a big battle to fight soon."
"real?"
Zhang Fei was so excited that he picked up the eight-foot-long steel spear beside him and began to practice swinging it in the courtyard.
Chen Mu stood in the corridor and watched, and saw Zhang Fei's superb martial arts skills. He was playing with the spear like a tiger, and his hands were spinning like Monkey King playing with a stick, and they were spinning like a three-speed electric fan. Sand and rocks were flying on the ground in front of him, and the wind was howling.
It’s true that people’s physiques cannot be generalized. Netizens don’t deceive me. It’s like Tyson beating ten Chen Mu. Chen Mu’s attacks scratched and tickled others, and when they punched Chen Mu, Chen Mu had to lie on the ground on the spot.
Let Tyson kneel down and beg him not to die.
Fortunately, I have three brothers as bodyguards. A villain seeks his life, a gentleman seeks his country, and a man seeks the world.
If you don’t seek your own life, how can you seek your country and the world?
In these troubled times, I would rather be Jia Xu than be Xun Yu, Chen Gongju, and Tian Feng.