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Chapter 173 Burning the enemy camp

I don’t know if Zhang Baozhen has no military talent, or if the Yellow Turbans have been exhausted for a day and their defenses are extremely loose.

According to the division of the Yellow Turban Camp in memory, Liu An easily took everyone to the vicinity of the food and grass storage location of the enemy camp.

Probably both.

Because Liu An remembered that the location where the Yellow Turban food was stored was not far from the center of the edge of the camp, but was not far from the edge.

When a large army fights, food and grass are the top priority. Any experienced officer knows that food and grass must be placed in the safest place.

Although Zhang Baojun's food and grass are not the most edge of the camp, they are definitely not far from the edge.

According to the distance Liu An had visually measured at that time, it was definitely within the range of the bow and arrow.

Left more than a hundred people guarding the horses, Liu An brought four hundred people to the edge of the Golden Camp with his waist.

Taking advantage of the dim moonlight, Liu An saw that the guards guarding the food and grass were drowsy.

The Yellow Turbans patrolling with torches were also listless, and they just wandered around the camp in routine, and did not find Liu An and others who had touched the edge.

When the team of yellow turbans walked away, Liu An immediately ordered the fire broker to be taken out and the arrows that had been wrapped in cloth strips and soaked in lard.

With a command, hundreds of burning rockets shot towards the location where the enemy camp's food and grass were located.

The rocket was shot on the camp tent, and at first it was just a spark, but in just a moment, the fire spread.

The Yellow Turban, who was guarding the food and grass, woke up first in a daze. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the granary fire. Cold sweat suddenly flowed down their cheeks.

It's over!

General Digong asked them to guard the food and grass, and had already given priority advice in advance that they must not let the food and grass accident happen, otherwise they would have to take their heads.

Now, an accident happened in front of them, and their heads... are gone!

But their belief in Taipingdao did not allow them to escape at the last minute. Instead, they quickly stood up and took the bucket beside them to put out the fire, shouting loudly: "It's gone! It's gone!!"

The situation in the Golden Camp did not affect Liu An and others. The burning rockets shot towards more tents one after another. The fire became stronger and stronger. The speed of the Yellow Turban extinguishing fire was far less than the speed of the fire spreading.

The patrol team in the camp also turned around to check when they heard the shouts. When they found that the food was on fire, they joined the fire-fighting team as soon as possible.

More and more Yellow Turbans were awakened by noises, and they rushed out of the camp in thin clothes, and put out the fire as soon as possible.

Zhang Bao's tent was located in the center of the camp. When he was woken up by his subordinates to check the situation, the camp was in chaos.

While organizing more people to put out the fire, he asked about the reason for the water. When he learned that it was a fire caused by enemy fires rockets outside the camp, he immediately became angry.

"Dog official! I'm too bullying!" Zhang Bao roared, "Come on, come with me and kill those lackeys in the court!"

Liu An, on the edge of the camp, saw that more and more yellow turbans were awakened, and stopped at the right time. He ordered everyone to ignite the torch and throw it over, and immediately retreated.

Of course, the torch is also covered with cloth strips soaked in lard, which is very easy to ignite.

When Zhang Bao hurriedly organized thousands of people to the place where the rockets were shot out, the place was already empty.

Holding the torch, Zhang Bao carefully identified the footprints left on the ground, pointed in a direction and said, "Over there! Come with me!"

"General! General of the Earth!" Zhang Bao's think tank hurriedly grabbed Zhang Bao who was about to go forward: "I am in the light and the enemy is in the dark, so I am ambushed in my heart! Now the most urgent task is to put out the fire! If there is any loss of food and grass, our army will be in chaos and the consequences will be unimaginable."

This think tank is the county magistrate of a county under Julu County. He was born in a poor family. Because of his family's decline, he was not favored by the genius. His career was bumpy.

He is 43 years old this year and has been in the county magistrate of the Han Dynasty and the east, west, south and north. He has been working in this position for more than ten years.

He is almost half over his forties, how many decades he has to wait for?

Seeing that there was no hope of promotion, I simply did not do anything and continued to follow the thief.

However, the county magistrate is a civil servant, and this person has never fought a war, so it is good to have an idea to calculate the accounts, but in the war... he has only heard of some of the fur.

However, Zhang Bao trusted this person very much. After all, he was from a noble family. Even in a poor family, his knowledge was more than that of ordinary people.

So Zhang Bao brought people back to the camp. At this time, the fire had spread to half of the camp. Many yellow Turbans that were putting out the fire were swallowed by the flames, and there was not enough water stored in the camp.

Zhang Bao remembered that there was a river not far from here, and he quickly asked someone to take a bucket to carry water.

However, when hundreds of people carried buckets to the river one after another, they encountered a nightmare.

Liu An and his group, who had been ambushing Huangjinzhai from the road to the river, rode back and forth for a few times, and then stepped on countless unarmed Yellow Turbans to death.

At this time, the moonlight was almost invisible, but those who carried water could not see the road. They could not touch the darkness to fetch water. What if they accidentally fell into the water?

Therefore, every ten steps, there is a Yellow Turban illuminated with a torch.

It is precisely because of these street lights that Liu An and others can ride horses back and forth with ease.

The news came back to the camp, and Zhang Bao once again led people to kill Liu An and others. Seeing Zhang Bao's army, Liu An retreated decisively, and the Yellow Turban could not catch up with the two legs.

When Zhang Bao asked the army to retreat to protect the water carry workers, Liu An and his group quietly touched the Yellow Turbans illuminated by the fire, bent their bows and arrows in the darkness, and shot blindly at the fire.

Very poor accuracy.

But hundreds of people shot in one go, especially among them, there were sharpshooters like Lu Bu, and the Yellow Turban still lost dozens of people.

After several rounds, the living Yellow Turban watched as their companions fell down one by one, and there seemed to be a claw in the darkness that could strangle their throats at any time.

In this dark night sky, darkness amplified the fear in the Yellow Turbans' hearts and tortured their spirits.

The Yellow Turban, who was already in a state of nervousness because he had not had enough sleep, finally collapsed.

The person who carries the water threw away the bucket in his hand, the person who makes a torch, and the Yellow Turban, who is in charge of the guard, no longer cares about the life and death of others, and runs towards the camp where the fire is soaring.

At least, there is light and will not be shot to death by sharp arrows that come out of nowhere.

After such a struggle, two hours passed.

The Yellow Turban Camp, which had just been built for a day, was not completely lit because the fire was not extinguished in time, and it was no longer the extent to which the bucket could save it.

In this way, Liu An also returned to Quyang with confidence.

After sleeping until noon the next day, Liu An immediately asked about the movements of the Yellow Turbans. He learned that there was no Yellow Turbans siege today, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The food and grass were burned, and it took at least two days to go from Huangjinzhai to Linping County, which was the closest time.

This is just a lightweight and simple trip. If you raise food and grass and transport it over, it is impossible to do without four days.

Having won precious golden time, Liu An also sent a large number of scouts to inquire about the existence of enemy troops near Quyang.

After confirming that there were no enemy movements within five miles nearby, Liu An organized people to go out of the city to collect stones, wood and other materials to defend the city.

On the fifth day after the enemy camp was burned, as Liu An expected, Zhang Bao once again led a large army to the city of Quyang.

But before this comparison, there were a few thousand fewer people missing.

Liu An sneered in his heart, probably the fire taught Zhang Bao a painful lesson.

Zhang Bao did learn from his lessons and grew a lot in his failure.
Chapter completed!
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