The wine-making life was in full swing. Before I knew it, almost four or five days had passed before I returned from Changyang.
Other than the increase in moonshine orders, life seems to be no different.
Standing in the mountain breeze, Xu Mu knew that this was just the calm before the storm. When the mountain rain is about to come, the wind always fills the building.
"Xu Lang, don't stand anymore, it's going to rain again."
The maid's wife, Jiang Caiwei, hurriedly took out the oil-paper umbrella and just covered Xu Mu's head. Then, a heavy rain came crashing down on the top of the umbrella.
"It's raining! Put away the clothes!" Chen Sheng beat the gong and ran back and forth along the village. Many sleeping villagers stood up in surprise, pulled the bamboo poles with their hands, and collected the clothes hanging to dry.
, I copied them all in my hand.
The naughty child seemed to be treading water and making a fuss, but his mother picked up the collar and grabbed him back, not forgetting to break off a small bamboo branch.
Chen Datie and the old scholar, like madmen, stood on the tower with their arms around each other and drank heavily in the rain.
Si Hu held the cleavage knife and pulled the bow dog, chattering endlessly.
Zhou Zun is whittling a wooden spear.
Lu Feng carried the caught little rabbit, covered his head and ran towards the house.
Xu Mu stood motionless in the rain, and his eyes became slightly wet without realizing it. The life he wanted was simple, to live and live peacefully.
Just like the picture in front of me, my life is peaceful and happy.
"Xu Lang, it's raining heavily."
"know."
Xu Mu lowered his head and smiled, then squeezed Jiang Caiwei's hand.
"Follow me, no matter what grievance you have."
"No, my family is very happy."
The two of them stood in the rain, letting the wind and rain hit the outside world, motionless.
…
There was also a heavy rain in Hezhou today. The rain washed away the official roads outside the city, but it could not wash away the bloodstains everywhere.
Zhao Qingyun was wearing tiger armor and stood coldly at the top of the city. After a while, his eyes were full of anger.
"How dare those Di dogs!"
Even if it is a rainy day, even if the official road is muddy, in front of the riddled Hezhou City, under the mist of rain and fog, tens of thousands of Di people's army have gathered again, and the dark figures can't be seen for a while.
"Where is the Third Battalion of Xifu from the inner city?"
"General Liu said that the rain was heavy and wet today, and the soldiers were asked to rest for fear of catching the wind and cold."
"Shout!" Zhao Qingyun was furious, took out his knife and struck it hard on the city wall.
After taking a break, he exhaled, turned his head, and looked at the civilian workers repairing the city wall in the rain. In less than five days, nearly a thousand of the three thousand civilian workers who came with the army died.
Woo——
Woohoo——
The dull and long sound of horns cut through the rain curtain and suddenly rose up. The dark figures outside the city roared forward like a tide.
The neighing horses, the clang of scimitars, and the sound of horse bows collapsing strings are getting closer and closer. The first round of rockfall has already fallen from the sky, hitting the city gates riddled with holes, causing splashes in the rain.
of gravel.
Countless civilians were wailing and trying to escape under the city wall.
"No chaos! No one is allowed to run! Continue to repair the city gate!" Zhao Qingyun's face tightened, and he raised his sword and killed three or two civilians.
"If the Di people destroy the city, you will also die!"
"Defend the city!"
Boom!
There were more and more falling rocks, mixed with the rain of arrows from the sky, and they fell crazily on the city gate. On the east side of the Wengcheng, dozens of civilians who couldn't run away were hit by a large pile of falling rocks, which instantly turned into a rain of blood.
Some soldiers were paralyzed with fear, coughing and vomiting, howling, abandoning their halberds, and fled under the city wall.
The hastily assembled Xifu Third Battalion, with a total of 20,000 men and horses, stood tremblingly outside the camp and did not dare to enter the city for a long time.
"Dare I ask, are you the reinforcements rushing to aid Hezhou? If not, I will fly to the Military Affairs Department in the future to ask clearly!"
Zhao Qingyun stood on the top of the city in the rain, shouting at the top of his lungs, and finally let the Third Battalion of Xifu rush for reinforcements. He took courage, grabbed a halberd and an iron bow, and hurriedly climbed up the city wall.
"If there are old people, widows, or prisoners in the city, please also come up to the city wall and repair the city gates!"
"Those who disobey orders will be killed immediately!"
Amidst the rain, twenty miles outside Hezhou City, in the direction leading to the inner city, there were so many people fleeing that one could not see the end at a glance.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
The seven or eight cavalry officers shouted angrily, rode on their horses, and kept swinging the swords in their hands, slashing dozens of civilians blocking the road until their bodies were covered in blood.
"Who dares to stand in the way of the Hezhou governor's car?"
After rushing out of a road, three or four luxurious carriages drove over the puddles of water and corpses and continued to drive away.
Seventy thousand Di people besieged the city, and Hezhou was on the verge of death. The originally expected reinforcements were only 20,000 useless infantry.
No matter who looks at it, Hezhou is already at the end of its battle and the city is about to be destroyed.
The hole made by the officials was blocked again by dense crowds of people in less than a blink of an eye, howling all the way.
…
Inner city, Horseshoe Lake.
In the rain, Xu Mu stood coldly, occasionally raising his head and looking at the more than thirty villagers in the rain curtain.
"First of all, use a shield!" Chen Sheng shouted angrily.
In the rain curtain, the ten people in the first row raised the boards in their hands with chaotic movements.
"Que Yue Formation!"
The ten people lined up slowly backwards, forming an inner arc formation.
"Second row, horse steps and spears!"
"call!"
The actions of the villagers in the second row were obviously more orderly than those in the first row, and they all took out wooden guns from the gaps in the wooden shields.
"Three rows, raise your bows!"
In the last row, more than ten people from the village began to twist their bows and arrows in a projectile shape.
Xu Mu raised his head and looked at the figures of more than a dozen people riding old horses in the rain in the distance.
"Zhou Zun, come rush."
"Master, I know!" Zhou Zun drew a wooden stick, swung it a few times, and began to pull up the reins with one hand.
"My boss said that whoever wins this time will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver!"
"Roar!"
More than a dozen figures on old horses, taking advantage of the momentum of the charge, waved the wooden sticks in their hands and rushed towards the Queyue Formation led by Chen Sheng.
Even for an old horse, after the buffer acceleration, the speed gradually became more powerful. It stepped through the mud and splashed bursts of muddy water.
"Brother Mu, let me go, fifty taels, I only want fifty taels." Si Hu couldn't bear to see it and kept begging.
"Si Hu, watch first."
Xu Mu remained calm and motionless, his eyes flashing with brilliance.
The Queyue Formation is a classic battle between foot and horse. Although the conditions are not met, the fierce horse is replaced by an old horse.
"Dong, Dong, we're close." Gong Gou's only eye suddenly widened.
On the sandy ground of Horseshoe Lake, the charge of more than ten old horses was getting more and more fierce, and they were less than two hundred steps away from Chen Sheng's formation.
"Block!" Chen Sheng personally picked up a wooden shield, mounted his horse, and stood in the first row.
"Three columns, flying arrows!"
Scattered wooden arrows without arrows began to be thrown at more than ten old horses.
According to Xu Mu's rules, there was only one figure on the horse. After being hit by two or three wooden arrows, he reluctantly stopped the reins and stopped midway.
"Second column, poke out!"
In the gaps between the wooden shields, more than ten long wooden spears were thrust forward quickly.
Some old horses were in pain, turned around and ran back. But more old horses, under the momentum of the charge, quickly broke up the shield formation in the first row, and then like wolves into the herd, headed towards the second row and
Three columns rushed forward again.
In less than a few blinks of an eye, the Queyue Formation with more than thirty people turned into a mess.
Chen Sheng sighed helplessly.
"Master, if this horse is charging, unless a pit is dug in advance or covered with iron caltrops, it will not be able to stop it."
Xu Mu nodded silently.
Throughout the ages, in the cold weapon era, cavalry has been a powerful weapon on the battlefield.
Beidi people are good at all kinds of horse formations, which is really a headache.