I will be the master of Xuande

Chapter 245
The sky was obviously half black and half white, and the patrolling soldiers outside the Yellow Turban Barracks were yawning. They always looked up at the sky impatiently, hoping that the day would come early, so that they could change their guards in time, so that they could move forward before the army went out to attack. Take a nap before the city.

However, the more it comes to this kind of time, the more time seems to go against people's wishes, and the slower it goes.

The Yellow Turban Army stationed troops at the northern corner of Mount Tai. According to Qu Shuai Fuyun's arrangement, part of the Yellow Turban camps were placed on the mountainside, while the other Yellow Turban soldiers were stationed at the foot of the mountain, guarding the main camp on the mountain.

In the half-black and half-white sky, the yellow turban soldiers looked at the distant scenery still a little blurred. In the darkness with some light, it seemed that there were countless savage beasts lurking.

A yawning yellow scarf soldier seemed to see a figure moving in the darkness in the distance, so he narrowed his eyes and looked over there carefully.

But what greeted him was a sharp arrow!Or a sharp arrow!
"Whoosh!"

A concentrated rain of arrows shot towards the gate of the Yellow Turban camp. Before the patrolling Yellow Turban soldiers had time to react, they were hit by arrows one after another, and fell limply to the side one after another.

"Woooooo!"

The sound of the horn that shattered the tranquility shook the floating clouds of Huangjin Qushuai who was sleeping soundly on the mountain. He got up from the bed in a daze and looked around with a dazed expression.

"what happened?"

Then, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly got a jolt, and rushed out of the handsome tent without any clothes on.

Fuyun's camp is on the mountain, commanding the people, he can see the situation down the mountain very clearly.

The three big strongholds guarding him had already started to catch fire at this moment, and the soldiers of the Yellow Turbans in the three big strongholds were all shouting loudly, either frightened or angry, accompanied by screams of killing.

Although the sky was not completely bright, it was already possible to see some of the situation below the mountain clearly through the light.

Floating Cloud could vaguely see some discordant figures in the camp at the foot of the mountain, rushing to and fro the camp of the Yellow Turban Army. There was no doubt that those shadows were the Han Army.

Those Han troops each relied on a square formation, or a small team of five, or a large team of ten, and harvested the lives of the Yellow Turban soldiers in the chaotic Yellow Turban camp.

The number of the Yellow Turban Army is large, but Fuyun and Yuancheng don't know how to train soldiers, and they don't know how to train soldiers. Therefore, although the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans have gone through several battles and have accumulated a certain amount of tactics, compared with the regular soldiers of the Han Dynasty Get up, still belong to the rabble.

The mob has two characteristics. The first characteristic is that once they confront the enemy head-on, as long as they can gain an advantage, they will appear quite brave by virtue of their numbers. Outsiders will not be able to see that they are a mob on the surface.

The second feature is that once they are in a headwind situation and are confused by the enemy's offensive, their own harm to themselves is even greater than the enemy's harm to them.

This is the case with the Yellow Turban Army commanded by Fuyun and Yuancheng.

The more than [-] Yellow Turbans under his command seem to be huge and powerful based on the number of people, but in fact, only a part of them can fight. Most of these people can't fight. On the contrary, they are just mixed according to the situation In the Yellow Turban Army, finding a way to survive and a place to eat for oneself is purely a pretentious act.

Especially those who are 45 years old and above, and those who are under 16 years old, they are either too old to be useful, or they are too young to understand. There are these people mixed in the team, let alone helping to kill the enemy. If there is no more trouble, other soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army can go to burn incense.

This is the case at the moment.

The Yellow Turban Army who was raided by the trapped camp was running around. There were people with various purposes. Some wanted to run away, and some wanted to fight desperately with the Han army... Those who fled went back, those who wanted to rush forward desperately, their own people Collisions with their own people, and then expand the base of these two waves of people, the scene can be imagined.

On the other hand, the camps that have been trained by Gao Shun rely on each other. Each formation seems to have nothing to do with each other, but in fact they all maintain a subtle distance and are linked.

In particular, the slogan of trapping the camp, which was uttered by these Bingzhou soldiers, really boosted their spirits and suppressed the morale of the opponent.

"The will to fall into the battle, there is death but not life!"

This slogan is enough to describe the current state and fighting spirit of the soldiers in the camp.

You must know that although the camp has just organized drills for a short time, none of the soldiers in it are recruits. The army has fought and fought. When he was in Bingzhou Border County in the past, he fought against foreign races all the year round, and he has very rich experience in front of the battle.

Now after Gao Shun's training, their combat power and tactics have once again moved towards a higher level.

Gao Shun has already made up his mind, not only to let the name of the trapped camp deter the territory of the Han Dynasty, but also to make the word trapped in the camp familiar and feared by people in the Western Regions, northern borders, or further afield , admired!

"Wooooow~~!"

The mighty sound of horns sounded in the mountains, and the attack of the elite camp soldiers became more and more fierce!

The soldiers of the trapped camp holding shields and halberds walked forward slowly under the leadership of the head of the village and the team leaders. They lined up in a dense army formation, gathered for a while, scattered for a while, constantly changing their tactics, and slowly moved towards the camp of the Yellow Turban Army. deep down.

As for the rear of the trapped camp, the flags were shaking, and the sound of drums kept ringing in the rear of the trapped camp, urging the soldiers in the front to clash forward. Their goal was the rear village of the Yellow Turban Army camp at the foot of the mountain. .

There is food and grass for the Yellow Turban Army and their equipment... Gao Shun knows this very well.

The Yellow Turban Army did not have a solid rear, and their experience in arranging food road transportation and storing weapons was very shallow. Basically, important luggage could only be carried with the army.

This is also an important reason for their slow march.

"Fire arrows!"

As the trapped camp entered the range, a large number of feathered arrows also flew out of the back stronghold of the Yellow Turban Army.

Although the sergeants trapped in the camp were protected by iron armor and iron shields, this wave of arrows still made more than [-] sergeants trapped in the camp lose their ability to fight.

However, the few casualties did not affect the morale of the soldiers in the trapped camp too much. Not only were they not frightened by the rain of arrows, but their advancing speed was even accelerating.

Because they knew that the other party's luggage was getting closer and closer.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and when the Yellow Turban soldiers guarding the food and supplies shot another wave of arrows, the shield formation in the front line suddenly let go of the front defense.

In the army formation of the Chinese Army, the sound of the bowstring vibrating and the sound of the arrow piercing through the air instantly rang out.

Although the Yellow Turban Army in Houzhai still has a low wooden fence as a protection and has some geographical advantages, how can the quality of the archers trapped in the camp be compared with these ordinary Yellow Turban Army archers?

The bows held by the archers trapped in the camp are all special two-stone heavy bows made by Jizhou, and the arrows they shoot are also heavy-feathered arrows. They are not the light and soft bows in the hands of the Floating Cloud Yellow Turban Army.

And with the baptism of this wave of arrow rain, there were bursts of mourning from behind the Yellow Turban Army's stronghold.

"ignition!"

Following Gao Shun's shouts, soon another batch of rockets were sent into the back village where the Yellow Turban Army was hoarding supplies.

The fire took advantage of the wind, and soon, the flames of hoarding grain in Houzhai began to enlarge.

And the igniting of the luggage and food and grass had a greater impact on the morale of the Yellow Turban Army. More soldiers began to show a state of panic. They didn't know what to do at this moment. No one could tell them. In the situation, what to do is right.

But the state of the trapped camp was quite different from them. They steadfastly stationed there, not allowing the Yellow Turban soldiers who came to rescue them to overstep the threshold, and let the fire grow bigger and bigger until the entire back village where the grain and fodder were stored was all set ablaze.

The cries resounded in the sky, and the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who watched their rations being set on fire even began to cry bitterly.

Especially those older or younger Yellow Turban Army, they are the lowest in the ranks of the Yellow Turban Army. They usually share the least food in the army, but they do the most hard work. of.

The lack of food and grass will not affect those strong Yellow Turban soldiers. It must be vulnerable groups like them who are squeezed.

The more intense the fire, the more food and grass were burned, and the more uncertain their future survival in the army would be.

Those cries of pain seemed to move even the sky and the earth.

Afterwards, Fuyun and Yuancheng, who led their troops down from the mountain, saw this situation in the distance, and were so angry that they almost vomited blood.

The style of play of these Han troops is really shameless!

If you want to fight, you have to face it head-on, and fight it out like a real man.

What kind of skill is it to burn other people's food!
However, in terms of military affairs such as setting up camps and using military strategies, the two commanders, Fu Yun and Yuan Cheng, are completely laymen.

Not to mention the art of war, even if it's a scroll of bamboo slips, they might not be able to read all the words, otherwise they wouldn't be stupid to build their camp on the mountain.

That's right, they are on the mountain, and the other yellow turban soldiers are below, they can indeed form a guard against them, and no one can move them at all.

But on the other hand, once the battle is urgent, they cannot command the soldiers down the mountain to fight in the fastest time.

The general and the soldiers fought out of joint. Once an emergency occurs, the result can be imagined.

Until Gao Shun ignited the food and grass of the Yellow Turban Army, they were still running down the mountain, unable to rush to the scene in the first place to maintain the situation.

Fu Yun's face was pale, the hand holding the knife was shaking back and forth, his eyes were blood red, he stared fiercely at the situation down the mountain, and roared in a heavy voice: "Kill them, kill them, not one will be spared! I want They are all dead!"

Yuancheng's expression was also extremely distorted. Although he didn't reply, judging from his expression and state, what he was thinking in his heart was probably exactly the same as Fuyun's.

It's just that these two Yellow Turban Qu commanders didn't expect that the opponent's battle rhythm was very well mastered, and the elite they led had already rushed out of Dazhai before they arrived from the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

The Yellow Turban Army originally wanted to prevent the trapped camp from rushing out, but they didn't expect that the opponent would have another elite soldier to meet them, and the combat power of this elite soldier also surpassed the Yellow Turban Army by several blocks.

That is the Baimu soldiers led by Zhao Yun and Xia Houlan.

After being trained by these two men, Bai Mubing has been expanding, and has now become Liu Jian's personal guard.

It is conceivable that the troops who can become the left general of the Han Dynasty and the Jizhou Muqin Guards have high combat power.

Especially the leading generals of this army, Zhao Yun and Xia Houlan, are also extremely brave.

Especially Zhao Yun, he took the lead and led the Baima Army to meet Gao Shun, and charged the Yellow Turban Army's rear formation, almost piercing through the Yellow Turban Army's formation.

If Xia Houlan hadn't called him from the side to tell him to take it easy, Zhao Yun might have led his troops through the camp and rushed to the top of Mount Tai if he was not careful.

Soon, the Bai Mu army took over the trapped camp, welcomed them out of the village, and retreated in the direction of Licheng.

After this battle, the Yellow Turban Army suffered heavy losses and suffered countless casualties.

Looking at the messy camp, Fuyun and Yuancheng's faces turned pale with anger. They didn't even stop in the camp at all, and immediately organized the elite Yellow Turban Army to follow Zhao Yun and Gao Shun in pursuit.

The two Yellow Turban Qu Shuai made up their minds, and today they vowed to make each other pay for their blood, and they will not avenge this revenge, and they will never stop dying!
(End of this chapter)