typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter Three Hundred and Second

Lu Bu was very angry, but he had not lost his mind yet and never stepped within 150 steps. He was a general and knew the effective killing range of the crossbow.

He knew that there was a bed crossbow in Huguan, which had a range of more than 340 steps, but it could not shoot accurately beyond 150 steps. It was rare for a single soldier to hit a person with a hundred steps of bow and arrow. He himself was at a hundred steps.

I'm not sure if I can fire the crossbow any further. A hundred and twenty steps would be good.

Whether it is a scolding battle to challenge or a conversation before the formation, one hundred and fifty steps is a life-and-death line. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and all military strategists in the Ming Dynasty know this truth.

Those who directly invite people to talk in front of the battle have other intentions. Those who really want to negotiate will not do so. They will send envoys to deliver messages, agree on a time and place, and the number of escorts. They will only go to the meeting after both parties agree.

chat.

Therefore, no matter how angry he was, he would never step within one hundred and fifty steps of the city wall.

Liu Xiang saw Lu Bu circling his horse in the distance and scolding him. He felt very sorry. It would have been better if he had been closer.

After waiting for a while, he began to feel bored. Neither of these two people were sharp-tongued, and their curse words had no sense of art. They just repeated a few sentences over and over again, and they did not enjoy the fun of watching the excitement at all, so they interrupted everyone with words.

Dian Wei, who was sweating profusely: "Zizhao, aren't you hot?"

"hot."

Liu Xiang couldn't help laughing: "Next time someone comes to scold the formation, shoot him directly." After saying that, he waved his hand and ordered: "Let go!"

More than twenty crossbows fired out, flying over a hundred and fifty steps in an instant. Unfortunately, the trajectory was already wandering, but the power was still there, but the accuracy was greatly reduced. Only one shot hit Lu Bu, and he was

He knocked the horse with his horse in a provocative manner.

Fortunately, two crossbows shot into his knights, blood mist burst out, and the three of them were killed on the spot.

Lu Bu glared at the city with hatred, turned around, and shouted: "Retreat."

More than fifty riders took Pao Ze's body back to their horses and left.

From then on, Lu Bu never came to criticize the formation, which made Dian Wei feel very regretful. He was appointed as the guard of the north gate and went to the city to guard the city every day. He worked conscientiously and the enemy did not come to attack the city. He felt very bored.

Unlike Dian Wei, Zhao Yun was extremely busy. A few days ago, the scouts discovered large-scale logging in the northern mountainous area. They followed the traces and finally discovered that more than a thousand enemy troops were setting up wooden stakes in the river upstream of Huguan. The news

The report was sent to Zhao Yun.

This was no small matter. It was obviously a dam to block water. Zhao Yun judged that the enemy wanted to cut off the water flow and take the opportunity to fill in the moat.

On the one hand, he sent people to Huguan to call the police, and on the other hand, he ordered two thousand soldiers and horses and went straight to the place where the enemy was building a dam.

The number of Zhang Yang's troops is not large. The mountains in the remaining mountains of Taiyue are continuous and rugged. They need to go a long way. It is extremely difficult to supply supplies and they have to act in secret. When passing through the mountainous areas, there are many people who escape, and they can reach thousands of people.

The rest of them are pretty good.

The weather was hot and they had to work every day, so the soldiers were exhausted. When Zhao Yun led his troops to attack, Zhang Yang stood up to resist, but most of his men dispersed. He led a hundred or so men to counterattack the central army, intending to capture and kill the enemy general.

After several rounds of arrows, there were only a handful of survivors, and he was also wounded and captured.

But the hard days for Zhao Yun's troops began. The terrain in the north of the river was complicated and the encirclement was not tight. Most of the enemies fled into the deep mountains and old forests. They could only search the mountains to hunt them down. The sultry weather, raging mosquitoes, and steep and complex terrain were a test.

With the patience and physical strength of the soldiers, they searched for several days. More than 200 people suffered from heat stroke, and only about 30 enemies were captured.

"Are these people rats burrowing into the ground? They can't really hide."

"Have you run away a long time ago? If you can't catch up, when will you find us?"

The soldiers complained loudly.

There are also some irritable people who shout angrily at the mountains and forests: "You coward, come out and fight!"

In fact, they didn't find anything, and they knew they shouldn't shout randomly when tracking, but the anger in their hearts was unbearable.

"We can't continue like this, our army will be dragged down." Zhao Yun reluctantly ordered the withdrawal of troops.

More than 2,000 people returned to Tunliu, and there was no other option except sending additional scouts.

When Zhao Yun's troops were searching the mountain, Zhang Yang was escorted to Huguan, along with more than 400 prisoners.

After torture and comparison, the confession was sent to Liu Xiang. These people only knew that they wanted to build a dam upstream of Huguan, and the other things were unknown to those small soldiers.

"Bring Zhang Yang up."

Zhang Yang should know the intention of building the dam. He had been working for Wu Meng of Bingzhou for the past two years and had been responsible for leading troops for many years. It is impossible that he did not know.

Liu Xiang did not think that cutting off the flow of water upstream was to facilitate the filling of the river. They did not build another diversion canal, and the river water would always overflow the dam. Even if the filling was completed while the moat was exhausted, what would happen next? When the subsequent river water arrives,

Siege a city in the mud?

This is not right.

When Zhang Yang was brought in, his eyes nearly popped out when he saw the true appearance of Liu Xiang who was thinking.

He was extremely surprised and asked: "Liu Zhenbei? Why did you want to attack Bingzhou? You and Liu Shijun are both members of the Han clan, why did you attack him?"

"To punish the people and punish crimes." Liu Xiang found an excuse at random.

Zhang Yang didn't believe it: "My family has spread its reputation of benevolence and righteousness throughout the country and has never treated the people harshly. Someone is already about to die. Why should Liu Zhenbei deceive me?"

Liu Xiang changed the subject and asked, "Why did you come to build a dam ten miles upstream?"

"I'm sorry to tell someone who is not a traitor."

His temper is quite tough.

To be honest, Zhang Yang's character was not bad. When Lu Bu was facing his end, Zhang Yang was the only one who still thought of his friend's loyalty and wanted to send troops to rescue him. Unfortunately, he was betrayed by his subordinates and died unjustly.

Liu Xiang didn't want to kill him.

"Building the dam is just to intercept and store water. You didn't build the diversion canal, it was just to store water." As he spoke, he observed Zhang Yang's expression. Unfortunately, he closed his eyes and turned a deaf ear, so he didn't see anything.

Liu Xiang continued: "The purpose of storing water is to create a flood peak. Liu Yu wants to flood Huguan? I have practiced this kind of tactics in Liangzhou, and it is nothing new. But now the flow of Zhuozhang water is too small.

If my guess is right, heavy rain is coming, right or wrong?"

Zhang Yang kept a straight face, trying not to show any expression to prevent his thoughts from being seen. He knew that he was not a scheming person, so he simply said nothing and treated himself as a dead person.

Liu Xiang smiled and said deceitfully: "If I follow my plan, build a raft from a high platform, and open the door when the flood comes to let Bingzhou soldiers and horses enter the city, do you think Liu Yu will miss the opportunity to invade Huguan? Eighty thousand people are not enough for me.

How long will it take for the army to kill? You should know the names of Youzhou’s elite, right?"

Of course Zhang Yang knows.

Bingzhou is adjacent to Youzhou, and he knows Liu Xiang's achievements and the combat power of Youzhou's army clearly. It's not just hearsay. He once led troops to serve under Liu Xiang, experienced the battle of Xianbei Royal Court, and pacified Youzhou.

Daijun.

His forehead was sweating and his back was wet. The first time he saw Liu Xiang, he felt that the 80,000-strong army outside Huguan was about to be defeated. If he really fell into the trap, the whole army would probably be annihilated. This was the case above.

Most of the young people in Dang and Taiyuan counties were killed in this battle, and the two counties would be in ruins, and it would be difficult to recover in ten years.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, Liu Xiang put too much pressure on him.

Seeing Zhang Yang's reaction, Liu Xiang was sure that he had guessed correctly. He continued to increase the pressure and create psychological pressure: "The person who came up with this plan must be very proud. He bullied the foreign troops who did not understand the local climate and took advantage of the favorable weather and location.

He must think that he has outstanding military skills and is the seed of a famous general, right?"

He paused, sneered in disdain, and then continued:

"Unfortunately, this strategy is really not very good. It is too vague and just a fantasy. It is really difficult to implement. Build a dam in the enemy-occupied area to store water. Haha, what do you think? Send a sheep into a tiger's mouth. Uncle Zhi is the one who implements it. You

Do you think you, a little lamb, can complete the embankment under the eyes of the tiger and wait for the heavy rain that will fall on an unknown day?"

Zhang Yang swallowed his saliva. When he heard this plan, he really thought it was a clever plan. He brought people over with confidence. Now after Liu Zhenbei analyzed it, he realized that this was a plan that would make him die.

What a bad idea.

The difference is huge. I don’t know if it’s a comparison. This comparison makes a world of difference.

I can't blame him for being a famous general who has won every battle! You can see the problem at a glance.

He was even more certain in his heart that the Bingzhou Army was going to be defeated.

Zhang Yang looked pale and frustrated, but he didn't know that Liu Xiang was just fooling him. He was just trying to lure the enemy into the city. It was just talk. Flooding and then drawing the enemy into the city was too risky. Who would win?

Only God knows.

Anyway, he would not choose this method to defeat the enemy. It is no longer a risk, it is a gamble on life.

Of course, it is true that the strategy of building dams behind enemy lines is not very good.

If you want to lie to others, you have to tell the truth.

He was indeed taking advantage of his plan, but his target was not the army outside the city, but Zhang Yang in front of him.

Now that you're here, there's no need to leave.

The little lamb has entered the tiger's mouth, how can you let it escape?


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next