There were thousands of people moving around, like a busy city.
The county guard has sent nearly 10,000 officers and soldiers to attack the bandits, and the bandit leader Wang Zheng wants to lead the army to take the initiative to attack the enemy.
These two pieces of news are now known to everyone in the city.
Today is the swearing-in meeting before the Heavenly Army sets out for battle.
Most of the onlookers this time were spontaneous actions by the villagers of Guangrao County.
With impatient excitement, they believed that the culprit who caused their disaster was about to face death and failure.
At this time, except for Wang Zheng's own camp and some people from Zhao County who followed him.
Everyone around him either believed that he was bound to fail, or they were looking forward to his defeat and death.
The enemy of the whole world is not enough...
Jujun and Qiuyu, this achievement has been achieved.
The dawn was getting brighter and brighter. Except for the Tianfu Division and Tianxiong Camp who were left behind in Guangrao, all the soldiers, generals, chariots and horses had gathered.
Five hundred people formed a group into six square formations, stepped forward and stood still, all silent.
On the high platform in the center, a red flag with the word "王" flying in the wind.
Seeing the prosperity of his army and his breathtaking vigor, Wang Zheng also felt his blood boiling and his pride welling up.
He stopped at Guangrao and did not want to attack in a hurry. In addition to the idea of luring the snake out of its hole, he also hoped to digest all the gains from the previous victories.
After this period of time, the most important goal was finally achieved.
Most of Yu Jin's nearly a thousand surrendered troops and the Tianxiong Battalion previously recruited in Zhao County have been included in the system's ranks.
Directly in front of them was Wu Sheng and his Tianzhu camp, which now numbered over five hundred.
Among them are more than 300 elite light cavalry and 200 strong men in yellow turbans.
The next five square formations were composed of more than 2,600 Yellow Turban militiamen.
It has been a year since I traveled through time, and I have finally become more mature.
At this time, the entire audience is full of system ownership, and they are as close as an arm's reach.
He let out a long white breath and stared straight ahead.
Suddenly asked: "Who are you?"
Five hundred people were so happy that they shouted in unison:
"Tenchu Camp!"
He looked around again: "Who are you?"
Thousands of people raised their arms and shouted:
"Tiangang Army!"
Wang Zheng held his head high, opened his arms, and opened his chest:
"Who am I?"
Three thousand people spoke in unison, as if they had turned into a loud roar:
"General Tiangong!"
Wang Zheng nodded and slowly looked around the audience with cold eyes:
"Today, six thousand thieves have offended our army. What can we do?"
Clang, Clang, Clang, Clang...
Amidst countless unsheathing sounds, a full array of swords were raised, and spears stood as straight as a forest.
The sun was shining brightly, and the cold light of the weapons shone brightly, giving off an aura of battlefield conquest.
"kill!"
This sound was so powerful that it surged and spread like a tide in an instant. The whole place echoed with the roar of mountains and valleys, and the momentum had reached its highest point.
The citizens of Guangrao County, who were ordered to watch, changed their faces and trembled all over.
At this moment, they suddenly felt that the only loser would be the enemy of this young man and his army!
Even from the beginning to the end, Wang Zheng never shouted slogans such as "sure victory" and "ten thousand victories".
When someone brought a group of war horses, Wang Zheng strode down the high platform, jumped on the horse's back with a spring of his feet, and raised his arms to grab the bridle.
"Set off!"
...
Four days later.
The Linzi army had just arrived at a plain next to Zijing Mountain.
Xu He and his men, who were supposed to return to Linzi at this time, were also among them.
On the way back, they met the patrolling sentries sent by Dong Lin and were forcibly detained back to the military camp.
In fact, the few followers around Xu He at that time were all brave and experienced in many battles. If they had directly counterattacked, they would have a great chance.
However, under Xu He's eyes, everyone suppressed their impulse and pretended to be business travelers.
When they arrived at the military camp, Xu He reported Sima Ju's alias in Linzi, but Dong Lin didn't give him too much trouble. He just said that in order to prevent the news from leaking and causing the thieves to escape, he and his party were allowed to stay in the camp for a few days.
Of course Xu He didn't want to, but the situation was stronger than the others, so he had no choice but to cooperate.
Out of boredom, as he walked around the military camp in the past few days, his impression of Dong Lin changed a lot.
Although Dong Lin was just a county lieutenant and his reputation was not obvious, Xu He was a man who knew the military. He only looked at his camp and set up camp in two high places according to the mountains behind.
At the source, the pile of rocks on the side of the camp is more useful. It can be attacked or defended. It has been seen that it is not simple.
Outside the camp, there are defensive measures such as trenches, horse barriers, and iron caltrops.
It was noon at this time.
The military flag on the flagpole outside the camp suddenly fluttered.
got windy?
Xu He raised his head and glanced at the scorching sun above his head. He felt that the wind came just in time and blew away a lot of the sweltering heat.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger.
The trees on the mountains in the distance are roaring, and the grass below is rising one after another.
Xu He looked into the distance and suddenly asked the bodyguard beside him: "Did you hear anything?"
"What's going on?" The guard looked confused:
"Qu...Master, you didn't hear it."
Phew~~~
Xu Sheng looked into the distance, thoughtfully.
By the way, isn't Wang Zheng's son planning to take the initiative?
Counting the days, it's almost not far from here.
After staying in the military camp for two days, Xu He became more and more familiar with the strength of Dong Lin and his men, and realized that Wang Zheng had no chance of winning.
If this guy really sees this army, I'm afraid the courage brought by ignorance will immediately dissipate, right?
Xu He thought.
But if that time comes, it will be too late to run in such plain terrain.
"I just have to take the initiative..." Xu He laughed at himself: "It's also early in the morning and evening, taking advantage of others' unpreparedness, what was I thinking?"
"Who would choose this time when the sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly?"
He shook his head and was about to walk to the main tent to discuss with Dong Lin.
Today we have arrived near Zijing Mountain and are not far from Guangrao County. He and his group can leave now.
The war was fierce and dangerous, and Xu He did not want to be in danger when the two armies were fighting.
After walking a few steps, Xu He's footsteps suddenly stopped.
He looked at the flag beside a guard not far away still fluttering.
There are covers all around this location, so how come the wind can still reach it?
wrong!
This is not fluttering.
This is shaking!
He concentrated on the instep and felt it carefully for a moment. The next moment, he lay directly on the ground and put his ear to it.
In the eyes, the dust is frivolous.
Fear suddenly appeared.
After paying full attention, I soon felt some kind of vibration in my ears.
That was a sound that Xu He was very familiar with.
Since the first Yellow Turban Uprising eight years ago, whenever he could feel this movement, it meant that the elite army was approaching and the entire army was not far away!
"You have a ride..."
He jumped up and was about to shout a warning, but immediately shut up as soon as the words came out.
He thought that the place he was at at this time was the military camp of officers and soldiers.
No matter how much he hated Wang Zheng, Xu He still believed that the other party was a member of the Yellow Turban Uprising like him.
Even if the opponent's failure and death were inevitable, Xu He did not want to remind the officers and soldiers.
But he couldn't restrain his curiosity after all. He wanted to see how many people Wang Zheng brought.
Xu He raised his head and looked around, found a high ground, jumped up to it, and looked far into the distance.
I don’t know how long I stared at it.
Opposite the mountains, at the end of Qionglu.
Xu He finally saw a black torrent coming from a distance with great momentum.