Weird Three Kingdoms

Chapter 3587: The Carriage and Horses Are Cold

"There are carriages next to each other, and horses with white heads. I have not seen the gentleman yet, the temple servants ordered..."

At three quarters past the hour of Yin, Wei Yan was lying on the reverse slope of the nameless bald mountain, wiping his sword with a small piece of fur, just like people in later generations wiping the screen of their mobile phones, and breathing on it from time to time.

The sneer on Wei Yan's face was faintly reflected on the blade that had been polished to a bright shine.

You want to play? Come on, sir!

He asked Yan Rou to lead the team to Yijing under his banner...

Most other generals would divide their troops when they had a large number of men, but Wei Yan was a guy who divided his troops even when he had a small number of men.

Wei Yan could probably guess what Cao Chun was thinking.

People who often walk on the tightrope can always guess where other tightrope walkers will land next.

If Cao Chun was steady, not greedy, and not eager to win, he should have stayed in Jizhou, or even sailed to Liaodong, and made a detour for Zhao Yun. With the help of the Jizhou Army on the front battlefield, it would not be easy for Wei Yan or Zhao Yun to take Jizhou.

But the problem is that Cao Chun is unwilling to accept this.

Wei Yan came to this conclusion after learning that Cao Chun had finally shown up.

If you are unwilling to accept, you will want something, and once you want something, you will be targeted.

It's like the clipboard of later mobile phones. Once something is exposed on it, all rogue apps will take turns to attack it... Oh, come and copy it. For example, shopping apps would watch it all day long, even the address book and local devices are not spared, showing the greed of capital.

There was nothing wrong with Cao Chun's strategy, but he was greedy. The problem was that he hadn't noticed the problem yet. Even Cao Chun's failure in Youzhou was caused by greed...

Of course, Wei Yan was also greedy.

Wei Yan not only wanted to defeat Cao's army, but also wanted Cao Chun's head.

Wei Yan put his sword back into the scabbard, then grabbed a handful of dust and scattered it, looking at the direction where the sand was floating.

"Southern Wind." Wei Yan tilted his head, revealing a few big teeth, "I don't know if this kid wants it or not..."

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"Report!" Cao Jun's scouts bowed before Cao Chun, "We have discovered that the Wei general's flag is heading towards Yijing! There are no hussars to stop them along the way!"

The scouts Cao Chun urgently sent out were covered in mud, dust and sweat, with steam rising from their heads.

"Did you see clearly? Is it really Wei?"

Cao Chun asked.

Torches flickered inside the tent, and the flames dyed Cao Chun's eyes red.

Ever since Cao Chun learned that Wei Yan and others were heading to Yijing, he was immediately caught in a dilemma.

If we pursue, it would mean abandoning the ambush we had set up. If we don't pursue, what would be the point even if we captured Fangcheng?

But for the Cao army soldiers and military academies, they didn’t care about Cao Chun’s difficulties, they just wanted benefits.

Should we attack the Hussars or Fangcheng? Is there anything else we need to consider?

Now that Wei Yan is gone, isn’t that just right?

Cao Chun was still thinking and had not yet issued any final orders, but the sudden shouting and screaming outside the tent made everyone freeze in place.

Cao Chun suddenly opened the tent curtain and saw flames rising from the south gate of Fangcheng. Cao's soldiers were flattening the trenches and moats outside the city!

When Cao Chun saw this, he became furious.

He hasn't made the final decision yet, so who among his military academies is making the decision on his own?

"Ask Chen Junhou to come and see me!"

Cao Chun suppressed his anger and called the military commander who was in charge of the South Gate troops.

"What are you doing?" Cao Chun held his sword, "You acted without orders from the general. How many heads do you have?!"

Chen Junhou was older, and when he heard Cao Chun say this, he started to cry out in injustice, "General! You can't go back on your word! We were ordered to besiege Fangcheng! Wasn't this order from you? How come we are acting on our own now?"

"I told you to surround us, not to fight!" Cao Chun said loudly.

Chen Junhou answered in a louder voice, "The general said at the time that we should act according to the situation! Surround three sides and leave one side open, looking for an opportunity! Now that the Hussars have left, what else can this be but the best opportunity? Why is the general's words no longer valid? !"

Cao Chun recalled that he seemed to have said "act according to circumstances", but at that time it was to allow these people to exercise their subjective initiative so that they could respond if they encountered a cavalry raid on the camp or something like that, instead of using it for the current attack on Fangcheng!

Cao Chun was about to order the arrest of Chen Junhou, but he heard him say: "General, in Yingchuan, once a word is spoken, it is impossible to take it back..."

"Yingchuan?"

Cao Chun stared at Chen Junhou and suddenly remembered that this guy was from the Yingchuan Chen family.

Cao Chun gritted his teeth and suddenly laughed, "Since you initiated the attack, then you will lead the attack and capture the lower city!"

Cao Chun stared at Chen Junhou, "Don't come up with reasons or excuses after you fail to defeat me."

Chen Junhou actually had some desperate attitude. He didn't want to stay here for long, nor did he want to continue fighting under Cao Chun. He just wanted to get some merit, as Cao Chun had said before, and then return to the Central Plains, back to his hometown!

So he ignored the fact that Cao Chun had to wait and directly ordered an attack on Fangcheng.

Of course, Chen Junhou's order was exactly what most of Cao's soldiers wanted, so they agreed immediately and attacked Fangcheng.

Now that Cao Chun had given in, Chen Junhou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, he sensed the murderous intent hidden in Cao Chun's words. "Don't worry, General. It's just a small city. It's definitely not a problem!"

Cao Chun watched Chen Junhou leave, and the flesh on his cheeks twitched.

Chen family, Chen family!

All deserve to die!

But now, attacking Fangcheng might be a blessing in disguise...

"Come here!" Cao Chun called to the guards, "Make arrangements... the cavalry will be here any time!"

"General, are you sure they will come? Didn't they go to Yijing?" the guard asked.

Cao Chun was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "No, I feel they are nearby, and getting closer and closer..."

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"Cao's army has begun to attack Fangcheng!"

Cao Jun's actions were very obvious in the dark, and one could tell even without getting too close.

Wei Yan frowned and thought for a moment.

Is Cao Chun really so stupid that he would boldly start preparing to attack Fangcheng?

"General, what's wrong?" asked the guard beside him.

Wei Yan frowned, "Too smooth is usually not a good thing... Let me think about what this kid will do..."

In a war, not all the losing side are cowards or fools, and not all the winners are heroes or heroes.

It’s just that only the victor can speak after the war, so King Zhou was extremely cruel and Zhu Yuanzhang had a pig-kidney face.

If Wei Yan won, it would naturally be because he was brave and careful, and his surprise attack was successful, but what if he failed?

Wei Yan stared at the shadow on the ground and rubbed the hemp on the hilt of the knife with his fingertips.

The hemp ropes soaked in blood had already hardened, but now they pricked the palms of the hands like the scales of a poisonous snake.

Victory and defeat were sometimes only one step away, and all the soldiers who obeyed his orders, even Yan Rou...

Wei Yan recalled the look on Yan Rou's face when he proposed to divide the troops. If he failed, Yan Rou, who would smile like a child when talking about the grasslands in the desert, might be regarded by others as "greedy for merit and reckless".

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that the men who followed him would die in vain and no one would remember them.

"General..."

The guards beside him seemed to be confused about Wei Yan's hesitation at this moment.

Wei Yan looked at his comrade who had followed him across mountains and rivers, his subordinates, and his guards. In the eyes of the guards, he seemed to see the look on his face when he resolutely left Jingxiang and embarked on an unknown road.

He suddenly understood why he liked adventure...

If he stayed where he was, he would at best be a city gate guard and would never be able to climb up in his entire life!

Perhaps after he dies peacefully as a guard at the city gate, no one will remember him or leave his name. At most, someone will call him "Old Wei", and that's probably the best that can be done.

He grabbed the helmet and put it on his head. The cold metal suppressed all his hesitation.

It was not that his gambling nature was so strong that it reached a crazy level, but that he was keenly aware of the problem Cao Chun was facing at the moment and the weakness of his soldiers who were afraid to risk their lives.

As for how history will comment on it?

Wei Yan gripped his sword tightly.

He swallowed the stigma on his face, revealing his fangs.

At least it’s better than being a city gate guard!

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Under the square city, Chen Junhou and several other Yingchuan fellow villagers gathered together.

Before it was a siege, but now it’s a real siege.

Some siege equipment had been prepared before and had now been pushed to the front of the battle.

Normally, if there were regular soldiers defending the city, even if the number of soldiers under Chen Junhou increased several times, they might not be able to capture the city in a short time. However, there were not many regular soldiers in the city now, only the rural militia organized by Zhou and some remaining county soldiers in the city.

"We have to be quick!" Chen Junhou said to several fellow villagers around him, "Send everyone up, we have to open a hole as quickly as possible! We have to confuse the defenders so that we can take it down as soon as possible and save lives. If it takes too long, it will not only waste energy and manpower, but also... "

Chen Junhou glanced at the central army where Cao Chun was, "After this battle, we will all go home!"

"go home! 』

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"After the fight, we'll go back to the desert!"

Yan Rou also said to several tribesmen and brothers around him at almost the same time, "The generals from the Northern Territory are here. With them, we can easily return to the desert... find a pasture, raise cattle and sheep, watch the sun rise and set every day, and daydream or drink... hahahaha..."

"When the time comes, all the brothers will be together..." A tribe member nearby also said, "We are the Yan tribe!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed, full of anticipation for a better future.

"Alright! As agreed with General Wei..." Yan Rou stood up, "Let the men clean up and see if there are any tails following us, and kill them! We are going to turn around! Oh, right! Send someone to contact the North Territory and tell them that we are ready to take action!"

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Cao's army suddenly launched an attack on the city, which indeed caught the people in Fangcheng off guard. By the time Mr. Zhou climbed up the city wall, Cao's army had almost reached the foot of the city!

The weaknesses of the county soldiers and household servants were fully exposed in this tense situation, and they were simply unable to suppress the Cao army soldiers right under their feet.

However, after Old Man Zhou came up, he also started to fight for his life. He didn't care about protecting himself at all. He shouted and shot bows and arrows, wood and stones downwards!

The people on the city walls fought desperately, and the people below the city walls were also furious.

Chen Junhou did not even look at the stray arrows falling around him, but just stood behind his shield, aiming carefully with his arrow. Every time the bowstring sounded, nine times out of ten it would hit a guard on the top of the city wall, causing him to stumble and fall, or fall from the top of the city wall with a wail.

The shouting sounds from both inside and outside the city almost merged into one.

The firelight mixed with the blood seemed to make the surrounding darkness even more crazy!

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Wei Yan led his soldiers down from the top of the mountain and lurked on the flank of Cao's army under the cover of night.

The soldiers around were wearing Cao's army's lamellar armor on the outside.

If you look closely, the soldiers following Wei Yan seem to be larger in size because they are all wearing two layers of armor, including Wei Yan himself.

The outer layer is the lamellar armor of Cao's army, and the inner layer is the armor of the cavalry.

Although the armor can only be tied with laces, and the two layers of armor will also bring some restrictions on movement, the protective power is at least greatly enhanced.

These standard armors of Cao's army, originally captured from the Yijing armory, came in handy tonight.

No one can ensure that everything on the battlefield will go as they wish, and no one can completely avoid risks, but Wei Yan still likes to take risks, likes to fight small for big, and likes the excitement of getting a big gain.

This is a disease and it does need to be treated, but even in later generations, aren’t there large numbers of people who can’t resist buying cards, packs, and blind boxes?

But this pleasure of walking between life and death for the cat is indeed part of human genes.

After all, in ancient times, if no one dared to challenge, hunt, and face more ferocious beasts, perhaps human tribes would not have been able to reproduce and develop.

Wei Yan held the iron shield in his left hand to protect his face, and held the ring-handled sword in his right hand against his ribs, and growled, "Follow me!"

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"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Perhaps it was due to negligence of Cao's army, or perhaps the noise from Fangcheng masked some of the movements of Wei Yan and others. When Wei Yan and others began to push away the deer fences set up by Cao's army outside the camp, Cao's soldiers discovered Wei Yan and others and began to frantically beat the gong to warn them.

Cao Chun got the message and felt his heart skip a beat at first, but when the adrenaline pumped in, he felt joy and excitement. He laughed three times toward the sky, "Good job!"

Cao Chun threw his cape and rushed directly to the high platform in the camp, looking down in the direction where Wei Yan was coming from, "Beat the drum! Raise the flag! I will chop off this beast's head under the city!"

Cao Chun stared at the direction of Wei Yan's attack for a moment, then gave the order: "Push the baggage carts up! Set them on fire to stop the enemy!"

Wei Yan and his men were advancing too fast, and they had to slow down their advance first so that the archers could inflict effective damage.

"Order! Move the right wing forward and outflank the enemy's rear! Aim the crossbows in the center! I will kill this beast and never return!"

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Wei Yan was like the tip of a sharp blade, cutting through the flesh and blood of Cao Ying.

The heavily armored soldiers behind him were divided into teams of ten and advanced forward on the bloody road.

Wei Yan seemed to have heard something. He suddenly kicked the shield of the guard beside him and the two men separated suddenly. A crossbow whizzed down and pierced between the two men.

A group of Cao army soldiers howled, and while the crossbows temporarily suppressed the advance of Wei Yan and others, they pushed the burning baggage carts towards Wei Yan and others.

The fire started raging and black smoke filled the air.

"Sure enough, you were well prepared!"

Wei Yan spat out the sand from his mouth and hit the shield with the back of his sword.

"Cover your mouth and nose!"

The soldiers on the outer layer raised their cowhide shields to block the arrows and the burning flames, while the soldiers on the inner layer put down their swords and shields and took up spears and halberds to push aside the burning baggage carts.

Sparks flew and flames rose.

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"Great, I'm trapped!"

Cao Chun stood on the high platform, and was immediately overjoyed. He waved his hands and shouted loudly, "Let the right wing move forward quickly!"

The messenger quickly raised a flag signal on the platform and sent soldiers to the right wing to urge.

This is the best opportunity!

The power of the crossbow is hard to resist, no matter how skilled your martial arts are!

However, the crossbow has a slow firing rate and average accuracy. It is only okay against large objects, but if it is against relatively flexible individual targets, it is basically a roll of the dice for both parties. The crossbow's points must be greater than the opponent's immunity value in order to have a chance of hitting the target.

Therefore, during the period of crossbow shooting, the front of Wei Yan's troops was blocked by the fire wall of the baggage carts. If the Cao army soldiers on the right wing rushed up, Wei Yan could only go to the left wing!

On the left wing, Cao Chun set a kerosene trap, waiting for Wei Yan and others to arrive and then set fire immediately!

At this moment, Cao Chun felt like he was a hunter who was sure of victory, watching his prey about to fall into the trap!

At this moment, a soldier suddenly came over from under the high platform, supporting a Cao army scout covered in blood.

The scout still had a half-broken whistling arrow stuck in his back, and he shouted hoarsely: "Yijing...Hussar cavalry...cough cough...attack..."

The Cao army scout died before he could finish his words.

Cao Chun's pupils suddenly contracted.

The whistling arrows on the scout's body looked exactly like those of the Wuhuan people...

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The Sima on the right wing of Cao's army was wiping his ring-handled sword desperately.

The blade reflected his twitching face.

The might of the heavily armored soldiers led by Wei Yan reminded him of the fear he had experienced when he was dominated by the Cavalry Army in Youzhou.

This damn war!

He thought he wouldn't be afraid, but when the time came, he felt one of his legs trembling.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

He muttered to himself in a low voice, and only when his personal soldiers urged him again and again did he look up at the high platform in the center of the army where Cao Chun was.

The flag on the platform over there was waving wildly, making him feel like it was a spirit-calling banner hung on a grave...

"Sima! General... the general has ordered us to... attack!"

The personal soldiers beside him seemed to tremble along with him, and even their voices became intermittent.

"Arrange, line up!"

Sima of Cao's army took a long breath and raised the ring-handled sword in his hand.

"Let's line up first! Let's line up first!"

Sima of Cao's army suddenly discovered that the words "Supervised by Cao" written near the throat of the ring-handled sword in his hand seemed to have rusted. In the firelight, it was mottled and the patterns could not be seen clearly.

(End of this chapter)