Chapter 809 First Battle

  The weather in October, in Anding, near the land beyond the Great Wall, has begun to turn cold.

  Especially at night, if you don't wear more clothes, the cold will invade your body.

   Fortunately, there is Longshan Mountain to the west of Huizhong Road, which not only blocks the Shu captives in Longyou, but also blocks the cold air coming from the west.

   But even so, when on duty at night, the Wei army who was watching the night quietly raised a fire to keep warm.

  Although in the past few years, Guanzhong has tried its best to obtain a lot of raw materials from Shu captives through various channels.

   But the price is too high. If the soldiers at the bottom want to wear such warm clothes, it is a dream.

   The most, the most, that is, those elite soldiers in the army have such qualifications.

   And the elite soldiers in the army have already followed Da Sima to Xiaoguan, how could they stay behind to **** food and grass?

  I heard that Feng Yong, the famous thug of the Shu captives, has been blocked by Da Sima in Anding. I think there will be news of a big victory in the next few days.

  In addition, food and grass are transported from Si County to Xiaoguan. In the past few years, Si County has deployed heavy troops to strictly prevent Shu captives from entering Guanzhong.

  The roads that the Shu captives could cross Longshan, no matter whether they were avenues or trails, were closely monitored.

  So although the way back to the middle is at the foot of Longshan Mountain, it is considered safe.

  Winter is about to enter, and the army still has to move. For the top soldiers at the bottom, it is really too much torture.

  In addition, there are no bandit troops around, and the military marquis and school lieutenants in the army, as long as they don't go too far, they turn a blind eye to some of the actions of the soldiers below.

  A Wei soldier shrank his neck, walked to the fire in the corner, and kicked another Wei soldier:

   "Get up, it's your turn to go over."

   Wei Bing, who was dozing off while holding the weapon, was kicked awake.

  I saw him yawned, rubbed his eyes, and asked lazily:

   "What time is it?"

   "Is it almost Yinshi?"

   Wei Bing, who came to call for someone, put down his weapon, stretched out his hands to warm the fire, and found that the fire of the fire was almost extinguished, so he added another piece of firewood to the fire.

   His somewhat cold hands became warm again, giving him a satisfied expression on his face.

   Wei Bing, who was on duty, got up reluctantly and walked to the position on duty.

  Leaving the fire, he suddenly felt a little cold.

  When people feel cold, they tend to urinate easily.

  He looked left and right, quietly walked to a bush, and lifted up his robe.

  Following the sound of pattering water, he actually closed his eyes comfortably.

   Then it seemed to hear an extremely soft human voice: "Cao!"

   He was so frightened that he quickly opened his eyes, his mouth just opened, and before he could make a sound, a hand that smelled of urine covered his mouth tightly.

   Then he was thrown to the ground.

  He struggled "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" and accidentally licked that hand.

  Well, a bit salty...

   When the hand left his mouth, he could no longer make a sound.

  Because the extremely cold dagger just scratched his throat.

   Then his body was carefully dragged into the grass.

"what happened?"

  The captain of the Dark Night Battalion leaned close to the ears of his subordinates, and asked in a mosquito-like voice, "Didn't it mean that this is not Cao's night patrol route?"

   "It should be convenient to come here temporarily, I thought I was discovered..."

  The night hunter who had just killed one person suppressed his nausea, put his hand on the corpse and wiped it, feeling unlucky in his heart.

  Sneak in and lie down here to have a good time, but suddenly someone **** half of your body, it's really unlucky!

  So he couldn't help but cursed inwardly: "Cao!"

  Dark Night Camp was trained by Feng Junhou himself, so the words and deeds of the people inside more or less bear the shadow of Feng Junhou.

  For example, the word Cao, Feng Junhou said, it means to call Cao thief.

  The captain of the Dark Night Battalion was relieved after hearing the explanation from his subordinates: "Let's act!"

  Late autumn and early winter, the days are short and the nights are long.

   Between Chou and Yin, it is the darkest night before dawn, and it is also the time when people sleep the most.

   When Wei Bing, who had gone to call for someone earlier, sat down, he had already followed his companion just now, and began to doze off with his weapon in his arms.

   Hearing footsteps behind him, he didn't even bother to turn his head, but just muttered: "Why are you back again? Don't be discovered by the Marquis, or you won't be so lazy in the future..."

  The visitor didn't answer, just sat down and put his arms around his shoulders.

  The action of his companion finally made him open his eyes, and turned his head impatiently.

   Then what I saw was a face like a ghost, gray and green, making people wonder whether it was a human or a ghost.

   Under this fright, his drowsiness disappeared immediately, and he felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

  The opponent's strength was enormous, and the hand holding his shoulder not only prevented him from getting up, but also reached out to cover his mouth.

   After a while, the Wei Bing twitched, then lowered his head again, and sat still.

   Wei Bing, who was guarding a high place not far away, naturally saw this scene. He watched the person who walked back to the fire and approached his companion's ear, as if whispering something, and his behavior was extremely intimate.

  He frowned, and said "Pooh": "Dirty!"

  Thinking that when the time comes, he must inform the Marquis that the two men were not only lazy, but also doing such things when they were patrolling the night.

  Thinking in his heart, he got up and stretched.

  An arrow flying from an unknown direction pierced through the air and pierced his neck fiercely.

  His hands covered his neck, his eyes widened, he looked at the dark night sky, and fell down unwillingly.

   After a while, a flame burst out in a corner of the Wei Army's temporary camp.

   "Waterfall!"

   After someone discovered this situation, he hurriedly went to inform his superiors.

   "Those guys must be burning a fire at night to keep warm, and accidentally caught fire!"

  The captain was extremely annoyed, and cursed, "From tomorrow night, no one is allowed to light a fire without permission!"

   Cursed, scolded, but he didn't have much worry in his heart, and immediately sent people over to organize the fire fighting.

   Unexpectedly, the fire at the other end was still not extinguished, and another soldier ran over to report the fire at the other end.

   "Why are you so careless..."

   Before the captain finished speaking, he already felt something was wrong.

   Sure enough, people ran to the generals of the Wei army one after another, all saying that there was water leakage.

   "Xiaozuo! Xiaozuo has sneaked in, come here, and pass on orders. Unless you receive a military order, each battalion is not allowed to move rashly!"

  The generals of the Wei army were able to take on the heavy responsibility of transporting grain, so they were naturally not randomly assigned, and they responded quickly.

  Camp riots at night are prone to camp whistles.

  Although the soldiers in the army are not before or after the war, their emotions are still stable, so there should be no need to worry too much.

   But prevention is still necessary.

  It’s just this kind of practice, which is fine for ordinary detailed work.

  What he didn't know was that what he was facing this time was a professional arsonist.

   Feng Yong sent this team out this time, and he came here for food and grass.

  So he divided part of the tung oil in the engineering camp, and asked Huo Yi to take as much as he could.

   After all, it’s better to add fuel to the fire when playing with fire.

  Taking water to put out an oil fire will only fuel the fire.

  So Wei Jun discovered that the fire was getting more and more prosperous as the fire was rescued.

   When it was about to dawn, the flames in the camp burst into the sky.

  When the shouts of killing sounded outside, the general of the Wei army who was burned to death by the fire in the camp couldn't help crying secretly:

  This camp is in chaos, and there are thieves outside taking the opportunity to attack the camp.

  Huo Yi outside naturally didn't really want to attack the camp. After all, he came out this time with a light army, and he also had the heavy responsibility of harassing the Cao thief's food road.

  How can it be easy to waste troops?

  He did this to meet the dark night camp in the camp.

  The soldiers of the Wudang camp set up their longbows and began to throw rockets at the Wei army camp.

  There was a Wei army who wanted to rush out, but was persuaded to retreat by a wave of arrows from the Wudang camp, which had been prepared for a long time.

  When it was daylight, the enemies outside the camp finally retreated.

  The general of the Wei army was able to fight the fire with all his strength, but after the fire in the camp was extinguished, when he counted the losses, it made him want to cry without tears.

   Not many soldiers were killed by bandits, but quite a few of them trampled on each other.

  The most important thing is that most of the food and grass were burned.

  Looking at the piles of grain and grass that were still smoking and emitting a pungent stench of oil, General Wei Jun's face was pale.

  Cao Zhen under Xiaoguan naturally didn't know that a batch of grain and grass in his army had been burned halfway.

  At this time, he looked at the camp of the Shu captives opposite, and frowned.

   This Feng thief, the leader really has a way.

  I thought he came from a long distance in a hurry, and the sergeants must be exhausted.

   Unexpectedly, it took only half a day and one night to build such a camp.

   Not only that, they even placed simple antlers in front of the camp and dug a not too shallow trench.

   Just when he thought that Feng Zei would follow the village and stay on guard, he suddenly saw the gate of the village opened.

   Team after team of Shu captives came out, relying on the camp, and began to arrange the army formation.

   "That Feng thief is really brave. He dared to directly confront Da Sima if he didn't defend his stronghold!"

  The generals of the Wei army thought they were going to attack the camp, but unexpectedly the other party dared to come out.

   "This camp looks fine, but it was built hastily, and it seems to be not very strong. Bandit Feng knows this, so instead of waiting for us to break the camp, it's better to fight to the death!"

  Guo Huai clasped his fists and said, "Grand Sima, the last general is willing to be the vanguard to defeat the thieves!"

   "Did I let the governor be the vanguard to test the thieves?" Cao Zhen shook his head, "And when I look at the Shu captives, their morale is not weak."

   "Our army is powerful. It is better to surround it slowly and attack it in turn. The Shu captives are already exhausted and have few soldiers. At that time, the parties will not be able to respond in time, and the camp will collapse by itself."

  Although Feng Yong has been belittled repeatedly, Cao Zhen has led the army for many years, so how can he have no vision?

  The opponent's armor was bright, the army was well-organized, and they advanced and retreated in an orderly manner. The expected low morale did not appear at all.

  In addition, in the past few years, the reputation of Feng thief as a good fighter has spread throughout Guanzhong, so Cao Zhen will not be careless.

  Anyway, I have a superior force in my hand, and the terrain is flat and wide, which is just right for deploying a large army.

   There are more than 10,000 people, and there is no limit.

   A battle with thousands of people and a battle with tens of thousands of people are fundamentally two different concepts.

  Because in this era, no matter how high the command of a commander is, he can only command the places that his eyes can see clearly.

  Five or six thousand people, that's the peak.

  The rest can only be handed over to the generals under him to play freely.

   Tens of thousands of people from both sides are facing each other on the vast land. The coach can only arrange tactics before the battle, and deploy different forces in different directions.

   The offense will constantly try from all directions in order to find the weak link of the defense.

   During the actual battle, the commander can only dispatch troops according to the situation reported by the generals below.

   As for what will happen under his hands, the coach can't control it at any time.

  This is why it is said that a thousand soldiers are easy to get, but a general is rare.

   When it's time for the coach to go into battle, it's basically because the battle situation is too tragic, or it's already at the last moment.

   "It seems that the number of Cao thieves should be more than 50,000."

  At the highest point of the camp, Guan Ji, dressed in military uniform, held up a binoculars, watching the Wei army on the opposite side begin to slowly mobilize, constantly deploying troops to the two wings of her own side.

  She silently estimated in her heart, and said.

  Cao Bandit now has at least 30,000 to 40,000 troops.

  According to the usual practice, the first day of this kind of battle is for both sides to set up military formations and test the strength of each other in various directions.

  So it is impossible to suppress all the troops from the beginning.

  Feng Junhou was standing behind Guan Ji, all his attention was on the armor on her body.

   This is a fine armor specially made for Guan Ji by Hanyang County Manufacturing Bureau. Of course, some Feng Junhou's ideas are also mixed in it.

  Under the shining of the sun, Guan Ji, blessed with armor, is like a Valkyrie.

   "If Cao Zhen wants to use 50,000 elite soldiers to attack Longyou, then he must mobilize at least 100,000 troops."

  Feng Yong listened to Guan Ji's words, and responded slowly.

  The officers and soldiers of the Colonel’s Mansion say they are ahead of an era, which is an exaggeration, but it is only natural to say that they are a century ahead.

   Logistics alone is enough to crush any army of any era.

   Not to mention the high level of organization at the grassroots level in the army, as well as the most basic qualities of soldiers.

  The Xiaowei Mansion said that there are 20,000 elite soldiers, but according to the standards of this era, it is perfectly normal for 20,000 elite soldiers to organize 100,000 troops.

   But is that necessary?

   Not necessary at all.

  Feng Yong knew that Cao Zhen wanted to use superior forces to crush himself on the flat ground, but he still dared to come here because he had confidence:

  Even if I can't beat you, don't try to eat me.

   Otherwise, relying on Feng Tubie's temper, he would have led the army to the desert long ago.

  Anyway, there are Hu Qi in my army, are you afraid of a hair?

   Wandering in the desert for a year or so at worst.

   And with Guan Ji beside me, I won’t be too lonely on the way…

  The two of them were talking, only to see that Wei Jun had already made the first move in the southeast corner.

  Guan Ji shouted loudly: "Xun Wei! Du Men!"

  At the same time, he picked up the small flag on the table in front of him and waved it a few times.

  The coach's drum sounded quickly, and at the same time, there were messengers running to the southeast on horseback.

  After receiving the commander's military order, the outermost layer of the Han army in the southeast corner did not move, but the inside had already turned. At the same time, a reserve battalion from the commander's camp entered the southeast corner to respond.

  The attempted attack of the Wei army's two thousand infantry quickly disappeared in the southeast corner of the Han army's formation.

   This made Cao Zhen frowned again: Why do I think this Shu captive is a bit weird?

   Is it possible that that is where the Shu captives deployed heavy troops?

  (end of this chapter)