"Thousands of wild elk broke into the guard camp at night, and the army was shocked." [Shiyu of the Wei and Jin Dynasties]
"How is it possible? There is no way for cavalry to walk on this mountain road!" He retorted, but even the man's own tone was not very confident, because the sound of 'pah pah' sounded from far to near, like the drumbeats of heavy rain.
There was also a slight shaking around his body, and he would rather believe it was an earthquake.
"Could it be a mountain god?" Most of the soldiers at the bottom are loyal believers in the Five Pecks of Rice Road. They have always believed in the theories of mountain ghosts and monsters preached by the Zhitou priests. Any abnormal phenomenon around them will make them panic: "I heard
It is said that some mountain gods will stir up trouble when they go on patrol..."
Before he could finish speaking, both of their faces turned pale, almost matching the color of the mist. They stood there dumbfounded, as if they had forgotten that they were still responsible for reporting the situation, and just listened to this
The intensive sound of hoofbeats was getting closer and closer, occasionally mixed with the strange sounds of many people shouting and screaming, and the sounds of wild beasts neighing.
One of the soldiers could no longer bear the inexplicable fear and depression in the thick fog, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Ah!"
"The mountain god is coming, the mountain god is coming!" He shouted while running around in a panic, quickly passing through the thick fog, and crashed to death under a big tree covered by the thick fog with a "thud".
The other soldier didn't care whether his comrade was dead or alive. He threw away his weapon and ran back the way he came. He kept muttering a few prayers taught to him by 'Sacrificial Wine', hoping to use this to avert disaster.
. But I don’t know whether it was because he didn’t carry it reliably on weekdays, or because he was so flustered at this critical moment that he couldn’t carry it completely. In the end, he simply stopped carrying it and kept saying in his mouth: "Sanguan, save me, old man."
Please help me…ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...”
The sound of hooves behind him was already very close. At this moment, he still had the time to look back, and saw countless black shadows suddenly appeared in the thick fog, like beasts with four hooves. One of them was quickly heading towards
He ran over, lowered his head, and stabbed and hit the man on the waist.
The soldier immediately flew out. He flew high through the forest and suddenly fell on the wooden fence built outside the fort. The sharp wooden pillar immediately pierced his body. He just hung upside down.
On the fence wall, I was not dead for a while, but I could still see this spectacle before my death:
There were probably thousands of elk rushing towards Tunpu in groups from the mountain mist. They roared and trampled each other. Some of them didn't see the road clearly and were killed under the trees, while others were killed by others nearby.
The deer were crushed and trampled to death. They noisily gathered into a torrent, as if they were escaping from something. Under the deliberate guidance of people, they crashed into the fence wall of the fort in an extremely tragic manner.
Before his body collapsed with the fence wall, the soldier saw the herd of elk gathering around, followed by a large number of Qiang and Di people. These Qiang and Di people were familiar with the mountains and forests and knew how to find and drive the herds away.
Using arrows and other methods, the herd of elk were awakened at night and led all the way to the fort.
This method of driving herds is not uncommon. In the absence of hunting tools, many primitive Qiang and Di tribes, men, women, old and young, go into battle together and drive the herds of deer to the edge of the cliff according to established routes, forcing them to jump off the cliff.
He committed suicide and then went to find the body at the bottom of the cliff afterwards.
This method has a huge return rate and was common in primitive times. However, due to the advancement of production technology and the gradual reduction of wild elk herds, it is gradually no longer used by the Han people. It is only still preserved in remote areas and among the Qiang and Di tribes with backward production methods.
With this skill, Xun You, through his Qiang Di followers, used this primitive method to treat the group of wild elk discovered by the Shesheng camp soldiers when they returned from exploring the road as a one-off in the mountains and forests.
The cavalry successfully knocked down the fence wall of the fort!
Once countless elk ran into the relatively empty fort, they immediately dispersed. They were easily frightened and ran wildly in all directions. Some of the defenders in the fort were still sleeping and were struck by countless hooves passing by.
After being trampled to death, some of the defenders who woke up in shock saw the strange scene of white mist and elk bumping in front of them. They were so frightened that they didn't even bother to take their weapons and ran around like crazy.
At this time, taking advantage of the moonlight, the Qiang Di Yi Cong, who were walking all the way up the mountain in the fog, following the marks they made during the day's retreat, suddenly emerged from the thick fog like a divine soldier descending from the sky. The leader
The leader of the Di people took advantage of the moonlight and the firelight in the village to see clearly. He waved his hand at the opportunity, spit out the coin in his mouth, and shouted to the left and right: "His Majesty, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, has an edict. Anyone who kills the enemy, regardless of Qiang, Di or Hu, will be killed."
Military merit is awarded! Today is the day for meritorious service, so follow me!"
After receiving the order, everyone, like the leader, spat out the coins in their mouths and rushed forward. They held long or short swords in their hands and roared loudly. They were all impassioned, but they only dared to shout from the side to plunder the formation.
I didn't dare to rush into the chaotic fort. After all, the elk inside couldn't tell the difference between friend and foe.
Suddenly, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and there were echoes from the valley, matching it seamlessly, as if the mountains and plains were filled with enemies. When the rebels in the village heard the shouts, they felt even more horrified and confused. The fog was hazy, and they could not tell where the enemy was.
There were 80,000 or 100,000 people, all of them running around. Occasionally, a few reckless men would overestimate their own strength and rush towards the formation of the Qiang Di Yi Cong, but they were immediately killed like melons and vegetables.
Yang Ren and his men finally escaped the impact of the wild elk and ran from the camp to the edge of the fort. They received a report from his subordinates and saw with his own eyes that the endless white fog was filled with black enemy troops almost everywhere. In the fog,
There were even sounds of beating drums and blowing trumpets from invisible places. Yang Ren's liver and gallbladder were split, and his face was ashen. He thought that tens of thousands of troops from the imperial court were sent to the mountain, so he gave up his last trace of resistance.
He took the defeated general with the remaining soldiers and fled to the east side of the camp where Yang Bai was.
At this time, the wild elk that broke into the fort were driven by the Qiang Di Yiyi Cong, and were once again alarmed by the sound of drums and horns around them, and followed Yang Ren eastward.
Yang Bai in the east camp was awakened early by the killing cry. He hurriedly put on his armor. He didn't know what it was. He just thought it was the officers and soldiers stealing the camp. After listening quietly for a while, he realized that this time
The formation was bigger than during the day, but it was white mist and nothing could be seen. He thought to himself, if the scouts came to report and both armies suffered heavy casualties, then his troops, which had been recharging their strength for a long time, would
Everyone can benefit from it.
After hearing the news, which was getting more and more intense, as if there was something going on, Yang Bai was slightly surprised that the army was determined to attack the fort. Then he immediately ordered the entire army to bare their left shoulders and prepare to fight, so as not to rush into the thick fog later.
Inadvertently injuring one of your own.
After waiting for a while, several groups of scouts sent out did not come back, as if some monster in the thick fog had swallowed them up. Looking at the quiet white fog that seemed to have never flowed, Yang Bai felt a little flustered for no reason.
Just as he was about to give the order, he saw Yang Ren running towards him with a group of defeated troops who didn't even have time to wear armor.
"Brother Yang, open the door quickly! There is a deer behind you!" Yang Ren said to the still stunned Yang Bai while running staggeringly.
"Road?" Yang Bai thought he had heard wrongly.
Soon, he knew what was happening. A large group of antlerless elk drove Yang Ren madly and rushed towards his camp. Before he could even say "no", he saw
This herd of gray-yellow deer slammed into the village gate against the enemy troops who had no time to disperse.
The wooden village gate looks tall, but it is actually the most vulnerable part of the entire camp. Moreover, Yang Bai's original intention was to lead his troops out through this gate, and he never thought of letting people support it with wooden pillars behind the gate.
, even things like antlers and horses were moved away.
With a sour "squeak" sound, the village gate was quickly knocked down. The group of elk reproduced the victory they had just achieved in Yang Ren's camp, trampling everywhere in the fort, causing the entire army to
panic.
Yang Bai was not a general who could calm down such a scene. He didn't even think about saving the situation. The first thing he thought about was to escape. But he just ran into the forest with a group of cronies, and the mist stabbed him diagonally.
A group of Qiang and Di Yi followers ran out and charged, defeating Yang Bai and others.
"Slowly, slowly! Don't kill me, don't kill me!" Yang Bai quickly knelt down and kowtowed several times, begging for mercy: "I am Zhang Lu's general Yang Bai. Spare my life. I can help the imperial court capture Yangping."
close!"
The surrounding Qiang and Di Yi Cong were stunned. They did not expect that the leader would be so spineless. They snickered for a while and said, "How much is the head of an enemy general like this worth?"
"I think I said when I came here, it's worth ten gold and twenty acres of land." Someone understood the meaning of this and said with a sneer.
"What about those who are not beheaded but captured alive?" Hearing this, Yang Bai's heart became cold. He shuddered and still buckled his head on the ground, unable to do anything.
"Didn't say."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Bai suddenly felt a chill on his neck and immediately lost consciousness.