Chapter 40: Seizing the Commander (Part 1)
Under the moonlight, the Xuanchi shines, and looks like a huge orb from a distance.
The Jinshan, further away, slept next to the beads from southeast to northwest, like a giant dragon. The two beards of the swaying river were like dragons, passing through the center of the Xuanchi Pool. Then one floated to the right cheek of the dragon, and the other floated to the left so that it was unknown.
"Chengzong's tent is on the other side of the river, close to the southeast corner of Xuanchi. Geluo people regard black as their respect, so his tent is easy to find. It is as black as ink. The one with a silver wolf head in front of the tent is just like a hill." After a hill more than 500 steps away from the west bank of the Yishang River, Luo Huaizu used the moonlight to draw on the ground with a scale of the scale. In a blink of an eye, he drew the outline of the Geluo base camp.
"Is there a bridge? Are there any defenders at the bridge?" Zhou Jianliang asked without hesitation, holding a helmet full of soil and a Pixiu. Although he had rested several times along the way, he was still so tired that he felt a little listless, and he was breathing in his voice.
"Yes, there is a cable bridge on the rivers on the north and south sides of Xuanchi. On the east bank of the cable bridge, there are three wooden houses, and there are warriors on duty. The warriors on duty change in four hours, and each squad has about thirty people. They have axes and machetes in their hands. Seeing that the situation is not good, they can cut the cable bridge at any time." As a famous hero in the world in the past, Luo Huaizu was only half a day earlier than Zhou Jianliang, but he had already figured out the basic situation of the enemy.
"If you kill from the cable bridge in the south, you can kill the king's tent of Chengzong at most seven or eight hundred steps. However, there will be two camps in the middle to block it. The outside is the shepherds of various tribes who came from all over the place. There is no village wall outside the camp, but some branches are temporarily inserted. The second one is the original camp of King Geluo's own village. The village wall was smashed into the ground and was stuffed upright, and there was a layer of yellow mud on the outside!"
"How high and wide, are there any gates? How many?" Zhou Jianliang frowned and continued to dig into the bottom line.
Luo Huaizu didn't think about it and responded with a clear understanding of his family, "It's one and a half feet tall, and the width is not accurate. In the evening, the grass lying on the mound came from inside, and I glanced at it several times with a telescope, which was roughly the thickness of a sheep from beginning to end. There was a gate facing the river bank, and there was a small gate facing the lake in the south, which should be for the convenience of water withdrawal. Both gates were fences made of wood, and I guess they could explode directly with gunpowder bullets."
"Does Chengzong have any intention of escaping? When will he be lazy to come back?"
"How lazy the river that I crossed about one minute of Shen Shi yesterday afternoon. Half an hour later, Chengzong's tent blew the horn of gathering generals. However, the Geluo people showed no sign of packing up their things and leaving. It should be that time was in a hurry, and Chengzong and the elders of his tribes had not reached an agreement yet."
"How long will it take for the next shift of the warriors to hand over on duty?"
"The last time I handed over the shift was in the middle of the shift. The next time I handed over the shift was in the middle of the shift! According to my observation on the road, it was dawn here at the middle of the hour of the Mao."
"It's about an hour and a half before the examination record!" Qiu Ruofeng looked up at the positions of several stars in the sky, looked down at the hourglass hanging on the horse's back, and interrupted in a low voice.
"Captains of the regiments, inform the brothers to rest for an hour, then get up and put on their armor and tidy up the mount." Zhou Jianliang was stunned, quickly looked up at the sky, and then made a decisive decision.
"Yes!" Ren Wu, Zhou Quji, Guo Jin and Ge Shu Daoyuan whispered and bowed, then turned around to settle their subordinates. Soon, four regiments, more than 1,200 elite soldiers got off their mounts behind the hills, and their backs leaned against their backs to start to accumulate energy.
"Today is the moon on the hill. Before dawn, the moon will fall. At that time, the night is the darkest and the people are the most sleepy." Nodded to the brothers with satisfaction, Zhou Jianliang quickly pulled his eyes back to Luo Huaizu and discussed with the other party in a low voice, "I am going to launch an attack at that time, but I need to send someone to swim in advance and control the other side of the bridge. In order to prevent the Geluo people from cutting off the cable bridge in despair."
"South Bridge or North Bridge?" Luo Huaizu thought for a while and asked quickly.
"The South Bridge, the South Bridge is close to the King's Principal Treasure of Chengzong, and I have no time to delay. On the North Bridge, I will send a team of brothers to act as suspicious soldiers and force the enemy troops there to cut off the bridge by myself." Zhou Jianliang reacted very quickly and immediately gave the answer.
"The river is only about twenty steps wide, so it is easy to swim. However, it is necessary to prepare for the bridge by several good people. If you find that something is wrong, you will immediately use the bow and arrow to suppress the opposite Gelulu people." Luo Huaizu had a very rich experience in sneak attacks, and he did not hesitate to check for shortcomings and fill in the gaps.
After hearing this, Zhou Jianliang nodded softly, "In the group I brought, you can find three or four good men who use bows and arrows. Within sixty steps, you can basically achieve perfect shooting."
"In the teaching group, there is a team named Yang Chengliang, who is the first to shoot." Luo Huaizu thought for a while and took the initiative to recommend talents to Zhou Jianliang. In addition, in the personal corps, Ren Shiyuan and Ren Zhongheng can also achieve 9 shots of ten arrows within 60 steps."
"I can count it as me, I can do it, but I just use a crossbow." Qiu Ruofeng felt itchy when he heard the exam and volunteered decisively.
"You?" Zhou Jianliang was stunned again, looked at Qiu Ruofeng up and down, and there was a clear look of suspicion on his face.
The other party was one of the scholars who went to the spring to join the army, and he always performed low-key. Therefore, Zhou Jianliang always regarded him as an ordinary scholar. This time he rushed to the King of Geluo, and it was because of Zhang Qian's strong recommendation that he would not be able to bring this person with him. Unexpectedly, this person changed his temperament and wanted to show his skills everywhere.
"I can be considered half a general behind." Knowing that Zhou Jianliang didn't believe him, Qiu Ruofeng bowed with a red face, "It's just that my father thought it was too dangerous to be a military general, and it was better to study safely, so I started to write and write since I was a child. However, I have not read very well in the book, but I can shoot archery and ride horses, and I can learn it once. If I don't believe it, Zhou Duwei can order someone to set up a target to take the school entrance exam. Within 60 steps, I dare not say that the arrows are shot without any effort. Nine out of ten will definitely be able to do it."
"There is no need to take the school exam, I'm just a Qiu Lushi. However, I have to be wronged by Qiu Lushi to obey other people's orders!" Zhou Jianliang waved his hand and made a decision with a smile.
"If you swim, you can use sheepskin to play as a raft. You can save half of your strength, and you can also hang your armor and weapons on the raft." Qiu Ruofeng was greatly encouraged and immediately took the initiative to offer advice to Zhou Jianliang.
"Well, this method is feasible!" Zhou Jianliang nodded with a smile, then turned his gaze to Luo Huaizu, "Secretary of the Sect has enough physical strength..."
Before he could finish his questions, Luo Huaizu understood what he meant and nodded again, "It is no problem to swim to the other side and kill a few soldiers. However, if you attack the King of Geluo next time, Luo probably won't be able to keep up."
"Then hand over the task of swimming and grabbing the bridge to the secretary. Zhou is responsible for leading the team to rush across the bridge and heading straight to the king's tent." Zhou Jianliang smiled slightly and waved his hand hard.
The two nodded to each other, and then, while the time was still enough, discussed other attack details to the sketches drawn on the ground. After a while, the four lieutenants, Ren Wu, Zhou Quji, Guo Jin and Ge Shu Daoyuan also settled their brothers and hurriedly returned to pay the order. Zhou Jianliang must not retell his plans to everyone again, and then let everyone prepare separately.
Time passes quickly in the busyness. In almost the blink of an eye, the moon fell into the grass, the sky became darker and darker, while the stars in the air became bigger and bigger, clearer, and almost reached for a hand to pick.
With starlight on his head, Yang Chengdong lay behind the rusty stones, frowned and observed a wooden house on the west bank of the river. In the wooden house, there was a faint light of torches, which cast out from the gaps in the walls made of tree trunks, illuminating the surroundings.
Two thick trunks were tamped into the hard ground of the river bank. There were many rust-colored stones piled around. With the stars and faint lights, Yang Chengliang could clearly see that several ropes as thick as arms were tied tightly to the trunk.
Beside her, there were tree trunks of the same thickness and rust-colored stones of the same size. The same rope was also tightly tied to the trunk. Between the rope and the rope, there were thinner hemp ropes, which were woven into a fishing net. The surface of the fishing net was covered with wooden boards, and from this bank to the other side, it formed a cable bridge with two horses wide, which was also one of the two important channels connecting the east and west banks of the river.
Qiu Ruofeng gasped and slammed the three loaded crossbows, opening them line by row by row by row by her. At the same time, he kept secretly looking at her neck exposed under her helmet. He wanted to speak, but he knew that it was not appropriate to ask questions at this moment, and the blue veins on his head were leaping around.
"You guessed it right!" Yang Chengliang looked at the other party coldly and whispered, "I am the Poplar Chuan dressed as a man. However, your eyes should look at the other side now."
"Shh, shh--" Qiu Ruofeng raised his fingers and pressed his lips, then shook his head in a hurry. The river surface was only five or six meters wide, and everyone was only thirty steps away from the wooden house on the other side. If the enemy in the wooden house heard the voices here, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Idiot! I've read a lot of books in vain!" Yang Chengliang rolled his eyes disdainfully, and muttered in his heart. Then, he stretched out his fingers and pointed gently at the river.
The river was pitch black and there was no way to tell how deep it was. However, the water was turbulent and the sound was like a drum.
In an instant, Qiu Ruofeng knew what he had made and suddenly felt a fever on his face. Just as he was about to explain a few words in a low voice, he saw Yang Chengliang suddenly raised his eyes, then pulled out a feather arrow and steadily put the bowstring on it.
On the other side of a wooden house suddenly lit up. A warrior of Garro came out with a torch and patrolled the bridge suspiciously. However, he found nothing except a few toads that came out for food at night. He muttered a few words in a curse, turned around and returned while yawning.
A wet figure appeared close to the corner of the wall, following him like a ghost. The warrior holding the torch vaguely felt something was wrong, and hesitated and turned his head. The wet figure raised his hand decisively and smashed his Adam's apple with one stick.
Chapter completed!