The Han River at midnight seemed to have a rust-like color.
Zhao Shiqi wrapped the linen soaked in fish oil on the cluster of arrows.
Li Dianjun's night patrol torches swam along the river bank like a winding fire snake.
Cao Jian shivered in the reeds and shivered, and the satin lining under his armor was soaked in cold sweat.
『Okay...Let's go...』
When the soldiers Li Dian patroled by him passed, Zhao Shiqi took the people forward.
『Personal Pill!』
With Zhao Shiqi's reminder, Cao Jian saw these suicide soldiers and took out some small skins from his body and poured a pill into his mouth.
This is actually the "secret" of the Yellow Turban Strong...
He is extremely powerful, not afraid of pain, not afraid of death.
This is the "Baldness Pill" that Cao Cao granted these Qingzhou veterans to take.
Or other names, such as Wushisan or something...
Actually, it’s all the same, change the soup or the medicine.
When Zhao Shiqi bit into pieces of wax seal pills, he tasted the familiar smell of rust.
The elixirs from the previous ones and the ones Cao Jun has released now seem to have no big difference in taste.
Anyway, it is all made of cinnabar, stalactite, stones, etc. mixed with talisman ash.
No matter which raw material it is, it seems that people should eat, but what does it matter? After all, tree bark and Guanyin soil are not what people should eat. Isn’t it also eaten by people in all dynasties in the feudal dynasties?
The moment his throat rolled, Zhao Shiqi heard a creaking sound from his neck bone.
When the medicinal power surges, even the sound of bone friction becomes particularly clear.
The originally dry and cold body seemed to become soft and hot again.
This is the divine power that the Heavenly Master once promised them!
Pain is moving away, and the power is back on them.
Zhao Shiqi saw Cao Jian trembling behind him, and handed the pill bag to Cao Jian.
"This..." Cao Jian's hands and feet were cold, and the Han River in spring was not so warm and pleasant, especially after getting ashore, it was so cold that he couldn't help but tremble.
"If you take one pill, you won't be cold." Zhao Shiqi said, "If you don't rush forward, don't make a bad thing!"
Cao Jian bulged his eyes and couldn't help but take them.
He knew this thing was not good because it was all given to the suicide camp. He had also seen some suicide soldiers ate this and ended up going crazy.
But now...
"The sky is dead!"
A suicide soldier in front suddenly roared.
The roar was like a beast being injured.
Zhao Shiqi knew that this was a sign of the onset of the drug effect.
『Attack! Kill!』
While the medicine had not yet penetrated his mind, Zhao Shiqi roared and ordered. At this moment, his pupils were spreading, and the torches swaying on the river turned into stars in the sky. Li Dianjun's arrow tower twisted in his eyes into the gate tower of Tancheng, Xuzhou that was burned back then.
『Light ghost fire!』
Zhao Shiqi howled and touched the gourd around his waist.
There is a specially-modified tincture inside, and the flames ignited will have a different color.
Cao Jian watched Zhao Shiqi and others rush forward, gritted his teeth, and swallowed the pills.
As the pill rolled down from his throat, flames seemed to ignite in Cao Jian's body, allowing him to dispel the cold and drive away the fear. After a moment, he howled and rushed towards Li Dian's barracks.
In Li Dian's barracks, a chaotic sound of bronze slugs suddenly sounded.
Zhao Shiqi grinned, revealing gums that were missing from the front teeth. He liked this feeling, the feeling of trampling on the blade, madness, killing, blood, death!
In fact, he should have died long ago. Only at this time did Zhao Shiqi feel that he is still a living person!
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『What's going on?!"
Li Dian lifted the curtain and walked out of the tent. What caught his eye was the flames surging by the river.
The flame was actually green!
"Ghost!"
『That's ghost fire!』
The monks in Li Dian's army shouted, ran away with their heads in their arms, and even led to the collapse of the entire military formation.
In the dark night, the sudden attack, full of strange green flames, undoubtedly aggravated the fear in the hearts of these people and made them forget the military rules of Li Dian's army.
『Array!』
Li Dian's face darkened.
The guard was also frightened by the green flame and was unable to send orders in time.
Li Dian slapped him, "What are you doing? Send an order!"
"That...that green fire..." The guard was still a little scared.
During the three or four hundred years of the Han Dynasty, whether it was Liu Bang or Liu Xiu, they were playing with ghosts and gods. The false prophecies caused the people to accept ghosts and gods too high, and they could not be reversed in a short period of time. Even if there are Confucian scholars in the military academy who respected ghosts and gods and kept them away, the soldiers obviously did not understand what this sentence meant. When encountering the current emergencies, they would inevitably panic.
"That's the tincture oil with ore added!" Li Dian shouted angrily, "Are you afraid of ore?! Are you afraid of tincture oil?! Are you afraid of two combined??"
"Ore? Turethane?" The guard's somewhat scattered pupils gradually gathered.
Ghosts and gods are terrible. Because no one really sees ghosts and gods, they will load their most feared image on ghosts and gods, but if they become specific images...
For example, a ghost that looks like a stone, or a god that looks like a pile of oil...
Uh uh uh, the guard suddenly woke up, "This is an enemy attack!"
『Nonsense! Sent orders! Forward! Those who are in chaos will be killed without mercy!』 Li Dian raised his arms and shouted,『Get a spear! I want to see which thief is so bold that he dares to attack our army at night!』
However, because the monk obviously does not understand what "Mozi Beike" is, and they do not know what the flame color reaction is. This huge fault in the knowledge system makes the monk subconsciously push these problems to ghosts and gods when encountering some uncontrollable and ununderstood things.
In the village, no matter whether it rains or is uncomfortable, it can be attributed to ghosts and gods. Even if he is involved in Li Dian's army, he cannot immediately change these old customs. In this sudden attack, the gap between ignorance and soberness is fully demonstrated.
The people ran and howled and avoided, and what scared them was not really the ghosts and gods, but the ghosts and gods that they had produced themselves in their hearts because of their ignorance.
With a thought of courage, ghosts and gods will avoid it!
I am hiding ghosts in my heart and burning incense in the middle of the night!
The snatcher screamed, which affected the queue that Li Dian gathered.
"Telection! Those who collided with the array, kill!"
With Li Dian's order, the array of Han soldiers rang out swords and shields, raised their spears, bows and arrows, and repeated Li Dian's military order in unison, "Those who bump into the queue, kill! Kill! Kill!"
The majestic murderous aura rose, as if forced back the green flames.
Some priests woke up and hurriedly walked to the Han military formation, not daring to block the road of the military formation. Some other priests were still in a trance and fear, still blocking the road, and were immediately killed on the ground.
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Seeing the chaotic crowd rushing to Li Dian's central army, it was like waves pounced on the reef. When it scattered, Zhao Shiqi knew that he could not rush to Li Dian's central army.
They are not many, and all they can rely on is these methods.
However, once these methods do not work, the damage efficiency will be greatly reduced.
『Destroy the equipment! Destroy the waterfront equipment!』
Cao Jian shouted, and then suddenly a loud scream stopped.
Zhao Shiqi turned his head and saw Cao Jian hit an arrow on his thigh and was lying on the ground. The children of the gentry who were well-dressed in the past are now rolling in blood and mud.
『Instrument! Destruction Equipment...』
Cao Jian shouted at Zhao Shiqi in a hoarse voice, not sure whether it was sweating from the pain or tears from the fear of being shedding.
Their mission is not to fight Li Dianzhong's army, but to destroy the ordnance that Li Dian is building!
These lunatics!
madman!
Cao Jian saw a suicide soldier fighting the opponent's swords and guns with his bare hands, and his fingers fell off and he was still roaring and roaring...
Those dead soldiers who usually hunched over are now as thorny as an old tree. Even though they are pierced through the shoulder blades by arrows, they are still waving swords and guns...
『It hurts, it hurts...』
Cao Jian moaned, didn’t he take the pills too, why did it still hurt so much?
In a trance, he saw Zhao Shiqi coming to him and kicked the root of the arrow on his thigh, kicking the wolf-tooth arrow directly from one side of his thigh to the other side!
Cao Jian almost fainted with a scream!
But when Zhao Shiqi's eyes, which were almost covered with blood, approached Cao Jian, he still felt the fear in his heart, "You, you, what are you... going to do?!"
"It hurts, just take two more pills!"
Zhao Shiqi left this sentence coldly and continued to move forward with a knife. However, this time he was no longer in the direction of Li Dianzhong's army, but towards the site where Li Dian built equipment.
madman!
This old lunatic!
However, the severe pain on his body still made Cao Jian unable to help but take out the small elixir bag that Zhao Shiqi stuffed him again. He shivered and stuffed two more pieces into his mouth. After a while, he saw that the last piece was left in the bag, so he simply gritted his teeth and poured the last piece into his mouth...
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Li Dian regretted coming with these slayers.
These people succeed and die, and they are both ghosts and gods.
When the witch shamans of the witch dance to encourage them, these witches will also show extraordinary courage and are not afraid of life and death, because they believe that they will return to God's arms after death, and the braver warriors on the battlefield will be able to gain God's joy.
Based on this point, Li Dian brought these stakes. After all, they came from Nanzheng, Hanzhong. With these stakes, they had many considerations. They could not only serve as hostages, but also weaken the power of stakes in Hanzhong, and also serve as some supplementary power. But is this stake...
Nowadays, the disadvantages of paying people are also very obvious.
Not to mention the current chaos, just saying that the patrol that should have been prepared for defense must have been slack!
Otherwise, how could these Cao troops be touched in?!
Strictly speaking, Li Dian is not a big mistake. After all, hiring foreign races as a supplement to combat power was a common situation in the troubled times during the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms period, just as the Southern Xiongnu were employed by the Eastern Han Dynasty and princes from all over the country, especially the northern princes.
In history, during the Central Plains melee after the Yellow Turban Rebellion, Han warlords such as Yuan Shao and Cao Cao often exchanged wealth and titles for the Southern Xiongnu to join the war in order to make up for their cavalry shortcomings. For example, Yuan Shao once united the Xiongnu Shanyu to fight against Dong Zhuo in Fuluo, and Cao Cao also controlled the Southern Xiongnu to ensure the safety of the flanks before the Battle of Guandu.
Moreover, this "using barbarians to control barbarians" policy was also a strategy advocated by Confucianism since the Han Dynasty. On the other hand, it also deepened the restraints of these foreign tribes who were more biased towards the Han Dynasty.
Just as Li Dian chose to hire some stakeholders, he could increase his troops in the short term, reduce the cost of ruling, and restrain the stakeholders in the southern Zheng area of Hanzhong...
After all, if the priests in the Nanzheng area have any unfair intentions due to Li Dian's departure, then these priests who followed Li Dian will immediately become the new priest kings who replace them!
However, this kind of employment is obviously not as good as the education promoted by Fei Qian, and can only be regarded as a temporary measure.
Now that he was suddenly attacked, the shortcomings of the monks in this regard were exposed, which led to Li Dian Dian being very passive and having to gather his soldiers to stabilize the mercenaries of these monks and launching sneak attacks against Cao's army. Therefore, he was somewhat inadequate and could not carry out a quick counterattack.
However, as time passed, the turmeric oil mixed with ore was finally burned, and the green flame was gradually replaced by the normal red and yellow flame, the panic of the monk gradually calmed down under the stable control of Li Dian.
What followed was that Zhao Shiqi and others had increased their pressure.
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『Kill!』
Zhao Shiqi waved the gap-shaped ring-headed sword, and the blade hit the sword shield of Li Dian's soldiers' army formation, colliding with sparks.
Under the stimulation of the pills, the deathly soldiers fought wildly, and some even tore open the armor on their bodies, as if they were really invulnerable to swords and guns.
But it is obvious that these so-called "invulnerability" are just stimulating the elixirs that affect the nerves of pain and touch, or are called hallucinations that corrode the nervous system.
Just like Cao Jian didn't feel any pain now, even the wound on his thigh was still bleeding...
Even so, Cao Jian was still far behind and did not move forward like those death-death soldiers.
He stared at the battle ahead, watching the deadly soldiers tear open their armor, rushed into the sea of fire, and rushed into the array of swords and guns. The blood that was splashing seemed to spread throughout the sky. Some people rushed towards Li Dian's army with burning wooden stakes. The burnt smell of flesh and flesh mixed with crazy laughter exploded in the night sky...
However, as the deathly soldiers rushed towards the fire one by one like moths, it was hard to tell whether these people wanted to kill people or were seeking death. When these "moths" were annihilated in the fire and blood, the entire battle was coming to an end.
When the dew at dawn began to moisten the surroundings, Zhao Shiqi suddenly staggered and knelt on the ground.
His eardrums were still roaring, but he could no longer hear the sound of killing. There seemed to be still the golden light of the magic image of the gods in front of him, but only blood was left in his real vision. The most terrifying thing was that the pain was sucked by the exhaustion of medicine, and the wounds licked by the flame tongue, the tendons torn by the wolf's teeth arrows, the wounds pierced by the sword and gun, etc., all the paralyzed pain burst out in a short period of time.
When Zhao Shiqi supported himself with a broken spear, he found that two toes on his left foot were missing and he couldn't stand steadily. He staggered and encouraged to support him. Perhaps he had just stepped on the sharp blade, or perhaps someone had cut it off when he was fighting, but he couldn't remember it.
There was too much blood flowing, and all kinds of pain surged up. It seemed that the two broken toes on the feet were not considered too much pain.
What's even more ironic is that the hallucination effect of Dan San made him feel a strange sense of withdrawal. He looked at the moaning comrades who were killed and injured around him, but he didn't feel any miserable or bloody, but felt that the lit morning light in the sky was the god smiling at him...
The broken bodies, blood and flesh on the battlefield are the three sacrifices offered in this world.
"Are you finally... freed...?"
When Li Dianjun's sword and shield team approached, Zhao Shiqi suddenly laughed, his hoarse voice was like sand and gravel rubbing.
He tried to touch whether there was still the yellow cloth strip on his head, but found that his fingers were broken, leaving only a little skin connected, shaking in the morning light.
Zhao Shiqi applied the blood from his hands to his forehead, covering the old tattoo.
"Tianshi... Have you seen it? The cracks in the sky..."
Before he finished speaking, a crossbow arrow pierced his throat.
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『Medicine, pills…』
Cao Jian crawled towards a dead soldier and found a small skin that was loaded on the body.
He also felt the decline of the medicinal power.
This Cao family, who once despised "monster art" and looked down on these suicide soldiers, was now like a drowning man catching straw, trying to use these medicines to make a way out. He mixed blood, swallowed the pills whole, and then stood up again with a laugh. He could feel the power seemed to be gathering again, but he was only handsome for three breaths. He suddenly curled up into a shrimp-shaped shape, coughed violently, and immediately vomited black blood with internal organ fragments, and knelt on the ground with a squirting sound, as if the statue of a god with a shadow puppet was poked, showing a real little came.
Those soldiers who died of suicide took medicine for a long time were somewhat resistant. However, Cao Jian had never taken pills before and took them in a large amount of time. In fact, it was like drinking a lot of poison wine. Now he has poisoned him.
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Cao Ren caught the bodies of several death-death soldiers downstream.
"The Lord... this is a success?"
The guard asked.
Cao Ren looked at the remains of the dead soldier who had been soaked in water, and looked at the face with some gaps bitten by fish and shrimp. The tattoo that had already faded was now no longer visible ink.
"Maybe. We will know soon if we succeed or fail..."
Cao Ren took out a brocade box from his arms and threw it into the river.
The brocade box is rising and falling in the water, shaking with the water flow, and suddenly stands up, like a broken arm pointing towards the sky.
Cao Ren suddenly remembered that after the massacre of Xuzhou, the charred leg bones inserted on the ridge of the field also pointed to the sky like this...