Chapter 2 Saving the Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi (11)
However, they must climb up because the rocks blocking the Yugu must be cleared, otherwise the official army will have to abandon the horse. If the official army abandoned the horse, it will be difficult for them to quickly break through the rebels at the exit of Yugu, so that they will become living targets for the rebels to smash stones on the mountainside.
The tactics of the rebel army are not complicated. In fact, many of them were originally mountain citizens or peasants and did not receive very strict military training. But this tactic is undoubtedly effective. At least these days, Shi Pu's troops had more than 2,000 troops, but they couldn't even get close to the exit, so they were smashed back. Not to mention shooting arrows, shooting from bottom to top, and with the mountain wind, how accurate can it be? Besides, there are rocks everywhere, so this arrow can always be shot? The rebel army cannot smash it correctly, but the stones are there, and the official army cannot shoot accurately, and there will be no arrows in just two days. Every time you drag it for one more day, it will become more and more unfavorable to the situation of the official army.
So they had to climb up and join Ding Junyue's team to obtain equipment to rescue the official army. Otherwise, no matter how capable they were, they would be in the thousands of rebels. Even if the rebels without discipline, when the number of people reached this scale, unless they could kill five or six hundred people in a short time and quickly reach 20% of the opponent's war losses, they could collapse. Otherwise, more than 2,000 people could drown if they urinated.
Climbing the cliff is very difficult, not to mention that there is only starlight at night. Otherwise, the soldiers and horses on Shi Pu would not be in this situation, but those who try to climb out are often discovered by the rebels on the mountainside, and countless stones fell down and killed them.
Fortunately, Xing Dahe and Chen San had practiced rock climbing as early as after following Ding Yishu. After arriving in Zhaoqing, they specially invited mountain people to teach the skills of climbing in the mountains. Fatty Wen invited these three wolf soldiers back from King Yao to be a master. They practiced with these three for a long time, and they didn't feel particularly difficult at this time.
As for the three wolf soldiers climbing in front, after they arrived in Huaiji, Ding Yi told them three modern climbing skills that support the kind of modern climbing skills that they could do, but they did not summarize them in such a systematic way. It was more based on personal talent, and Ding Yi's explanation allowed their talents to be better displayed. Looking at the actions of these three wolf soldiers, it really seemed easy.
When the three wolf soldiers easily reached the platform halfway up the mountain, Du Ziteng and the others had just completed two-thirds of the journey.
This is talent, Xiang Wen Fatty and Feiqiu. It is okay to put on three layers of armor. It is no problem to rush with a blunt weapon. They are particularly uncomfortable with doing this kind of work. Feiqiu lay there, looking at the cliff motionlessly. Although he could not see Du Ziteng and the others clearly by the bonfire, he still tried his best to hold up a lot of breath in his lower body. If it is released, it is definitely a very loud and smelly fart - very disgusting, but if Du Ziteng and the others kick off the rock, they need Feiqiu, the extremely disgusting fart, to divert the alarmed rebels' attention, so that Du Ziteng and the others have the possibility of escaping their lives.
Fortunately, Feiqiu does not need to release his chemical weapons for the time being. Du Ziteng and Xing Dahe finally climbed onto the platform. The rhythmic cicada sounds made by Du Ziteng were mixed between the insect sounds in the mountains and forests. For Li Yuncong, who had been lurking on the top of the mountain, it was simply a sound of nature.
Several cloth bags tied to the rope were carefully placed downwards.
I put all the equipment down three times in a row.
Du Ziteng carried the largest cloth bag, and Xing Dahe made the same choice, but they were immediately held down, but it was the three wolf soldiers. They pointed to the cliff, shook their heads gently at Du Ziteng and the others, and then took the package they carried off from them and put it on their shoulders.
In fact, as they expected, even if they carried a few small packages that were much lighter than those two large packages, it made it extremely difficult for them to climb down the cliff, because they could not move and prevent themselves from falling into the rocks. If they really alarmed the rebels, only God knows whether the chemical weapon of Feiqiu could divert attention.
After successfully climbing down the cliff, even the three wolf soldiers hid in the wind and gasped.
"Go back, please drink!" Xing Dahe touched the shoulders of the three wolf soldiers and found that their clothes were all wet. Naturally, he knew that this trip was a life-threatening activity. If the three of them had not seen the problem on their own initiative, they would be afraid that they would not be able to fall to death and fall to death halfway through the crawl, let alone make no sound, and they would be safe.
"Okay," the wolf soldier straightened his body, held Xing Dahe and held his arm, and laughed in a low voice, "I'll ask Zhao Mashi to be the first to get a pangolin to make wine." During the months he went to Huaiji, he could feel that these people were friendly to them, or the respect the boys had for them. More importantly, they had both competed with Du Ziteng and Xing Dahe, and they basically gave up after a few rounds. The capable warriors would not look down on others, and the Yao people also liked such friends.
The one who called Zhao Mashi's big head was very expensive, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Fang Jia is two and three nobles. What is the delicious pangolin? Then steal two local dogs..." Du Ziteng smiled bitterly when he heard this. Could it be that the wolf soldiers brought back by Fatty Wen all have the same virtue as him, and he never forgets to eat and drink at any time?
Fortunately, the other wolf soldier frowned and scolded: "Bigou, Ergou, it's important to do serious things!" The two of them stopped.
Datou and Ergou are their real names. The names of Yao people are so long: the surname plus the house name, plus the name and ranking, and finally the seniority needs to be added. Even the grandfather's name or father's name must be added in the middle, which is even longer. It was not a formal occasion, and it may not be called in such a long list. However, after arriving at Huaiji, I felt that Datou and Ergou were so useless, so these two people got used to calling their full names in a formal manner.
After putting the equipment bag on his shoulders, Fatty Wen and Fatball ran over. Du Ziteng said to Fatty Wen: "Uncle Wen, is it OK? If not, I will bring the Fatball in."
Fatty Wen shook his head with a smile, immediately stripped himself up, took out the underwear from the equipment bag and put it on, and then put on the three layers of iron armor that he had been obsessed with. Then he didn't feel hot at all, put on the hand-dyeed camouflage uniform, put on the two revolvers, nodded at Du Ziteng, and carried the small cloth bag handed over by the latter, pulled the fat ball that was also equipped, and slowly crawled into the pile of rocks from the corner.
There were about a dozen sentrymen holding gongs and drinking a lot of wine. They were a little drunk at this time. It was the darkest time that dawn was approaching. They all looked at each other and relied on the rocks to serve as a decoration. Unless they were galloping horse hooves or the footsteps of more than a dozen people, they could not wake them up, let alone Fatty Wen and Fat Ball, both carefully restrained their paces as much as possible.
From the cloth bag, Fatty Wen took out two explosive bags and stuffed them between the pile of rocks. Then he signaled the fat ball to slowly pull the fuse out. He grabbed the sand and scattered it on the two fuses, so that even if someone from the rebel army looked over, it would not appear too eye-catching.
The official army is much more vigilant than the rebels. At least there are patrol soldiers at the entrance of the valley, and they are all brave soldiers of the border army. It seems that the soldiers who are not night blind are walking around. Those who are on standby behind may have more or less night blindness. They have to wait for the rocket to shoot out and the torches to barely see where the other party is.
But the individual soldiers from the border army were really of good quality. Although I couldn't find Fatty Wen, the fat balls in camouflage uniforms were lying in the grass and lying more than ten steps away from the whistle guard. The other party became alert and took off the carved bow and looked over here.
Fortunately, the fat ball was well prepared, and a small white pennant was raised in the grass, but it was obvious that he overestimated the opponent's vision. The army actually had not good night vision ability. At least it could not see a white flag as big as a palm, and he felt that there was something wrong in that direction. He immediately bent his bow and arrow, and was about to shoot it.
But there was a cold thing standing between his neck. Someone heard a soft voice: "I am the army under Ding Rongcheng, and I was ordered to come and send the official documents to Shi Taibao. The master was slower and put down the bow and arrow. This matter was urgent. Please send it to Taibao quickly." The soldier was not panicked. He took the bow and arrow, took the letter, but took a step back and said coldly, "Forgive me on the battlefield!" As he said that, he called a few patrol soldiers to come over and whispered a few instructions. The men were unsheathed with swords and immediately surrounded Fatty Wen. Two more people rushed to the place where the grass was raised, and used the knife to hold the fat ball's neck, dragging him over.
Shi Pu was over 70 years old, and was in a state of trouble at the center of the trapped valley, so he had already gotten up at this time. Now he was blocked by the enemy. Although the city guards were left in Wuzhou Prefecture, the army was fighting on the outside according to his own strategy. As Zhao Fu revealed, if it were not for the news that a censor would have attacked him with old news, Shi Pu would not have fallen into this trick to lure the enemy. The problem is that no one in Wuzhou Prefecture City was in charge of the overall situation. Zhao Fu had attacked several times the day before yesterday, but obviously he could not even enter the valley. The terrain of the various mountain gorges in Dujiao Mountain was stuck by Hou Dagou's soldiers.
"Even if the prefect of Wuzhou is successful, there is no military force to adjust!" Shi Pu smiled bitterly.
The staff had no choice but to persuade him: "Old Master, Ding Rongcheng is in Huaiji. He also has the First Division of the Ming Dynasty. He is a powerful brigade who has defeated Hou Dagou's troops... As long as we stick to the support, when Ding Rongcheng's troops arrive, they will cooperate inside and outside and kill the thief, which will be a great achievement!"
Chapter completed!