"Jun Zao, what Jun Zao?" Samoko became more and more confused as he listened.
Zhuge Jin pointed to the military stove in front of him and said with a faint smile: "Didn't your Majesty find anything different about the military stove dug by Yan Jun?"
"The difference..."
Shamoko knelt down, fiddled with the pit with his riding whip a few times, and said blankly: "I can't see any difference. Could it be that Yan Jun's military stove was dug deeper than ours?"
Zhuge Jin wanted to laugh, but he was secretly laughing at the barbarian king's ignorance, but he held it back and did not dare to show it at all.
He had no choice but to say patiently: "Your Majesty is unaware of something. Following along the way, Jin Zeng counted the military stoves left by the enemy camp one by one, only to find that the number of military stoves was more in each battalion."
Shamoko vaguely understood some of the secrets, but overall he was still confused and his expression remained blank.
Zhuge Jin continued to explain: "Those soldiers who fled back said that Yan Liang was rushing back to Fankou for rescue. If this was true, Yan Liang would not retreat so slowly. His 10,000-strong army must be
Most of
He has been hurriedly transferred to Fankou, and in order to prevent our army from pursuing him, he retreated steadily with some troops and horses to create the illusion that the army was still there. If so, the number of soldiers in this battalion should be reduced.
.”
After hearing these words, Shamoko suddenly understood and finally understood why Zhuge Jin counted the military stoves. It turned out that he used this to judge the number of enemy troops.
Shamoko secretly admired this man's clever methods, but in the blink of an eye he became confused again, "If the number of troops is decreasing, Yan Liang is really withdrawing his troops. Then if the number of troops is increasing, is it possible that Yan Liangming is withdrawing troops, but is actually secretly increasing the number of troops?"
Soldier, are you trying to trick our army into being fooled?"
There was panic in Shamoko's tone.
Zhuge Jin smiled faintly and asked: "Now that Yan Liang's troops and horses are all controlled by Soochow, how can he add more troops?"
"Since there are no more troops and horses to increase, why would Yan Liang's army increase?" Shamoko said in confusion.
Zhuge Jin gently stroked his short beard and said slowly: "Yan Liang is full of tricks. With his intelligence, since he withdrew his troops, he would have guessed that I would count his military bases. But now he has increased the number of military bases. According to what Jin saw,
He has only one purpose."
"What purpose?" Samoko's eyes widened and his ears stood up.
"To cover up the fact that his army is exhausted."
Zhuge Jin expressed his conclusion in an extremely confident and affirmative tone.
Shamoko turned his inflexible brain and pondered Zhuge Jin's words. He didn't know how much brain power he spent before he could barely understand Zhuge Jin's words.
The confusion faded, and bloodthirsty murderous intent surged on Shamoko's face.
He raised his head sharply and said excitedly: "Mr. Zhuge, I understand what you mean. You want to say that Yan's army has few troops at this time, and now is the time for me to pursue a large-scale pursuit, right?"
Zhuge Jin nodded and said with a smile: "This is exactly what Jin meant. If the king sends troops to pursue him at this time, he will definitely defeat Yan's army. Then he will take advantage of the situation to seize Yuanling, and then raise his troops to attack Linyuan. By then, Yan Liang will be unable to take care of his head and tail, and the entire Wuling will be destroyed."
It is for the king."
Just as Zhuge Jin finished speaking, a wild horse galloped towards him.
"Your Majesty, Yan Jun suddenly broke out of camp an hour ago and was flying back in the direction of Yuanling."
Hearing the news, Zhuge Jin looked shocked and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, Yan Liang is afraid that he will be exposed. He has given up his disguise and wants to withdraw to Yuanling City in one go. If your Majesty does not send troops to pursue him at this time, I am afraid that he will be killed.
It’s too late.”
After many days of getting along with each other, Shamoko, a counselor from Soochow, was convinced. Now in this situation, how could he dare to hesitate again.
Samoko's fighting spirit suddenly became strong, he got on his horse and shouted sternly: "Send the order, the whole army will set off to pursue the enemy immediately. This time, I will definitely wash away the shame of two defeats -"
After the order was passed, Shamoko left only Zhuge Jin to guard the camp with a few hundred soldiers and horses, and then led his 7,000-strong army to pursue Yan's army lightly at all costs.
…
Twenty miles away.
The mountain wind blows and caresses my face.
Under the big tree on the top of the mountain, Yan Liang and Tian Feng sat opposite each other, concentrating on the game.
The setting sun is setting, and the dim light shines on the chessboard. Black stones and white stones are entangled and fighting together, and it is difficult to tell the winner.
The sound of horses neighing resounded in the valley, and the rapid footsteps rumbled and rumbled, echoing in the valley.
Zhou Cang came straight towards us and shouted excitedly: "My lord, the barbarian army has been trapped."
Tian Feng, who was frowning and thinking hard, put down the chess piece in his hand. A rare smile flashed across his stern face, and he said calmly: "My lord, it seems that the winner of today's chess game is difficult to determine."
"Who said that? When I look at this game of chess, the male and female will be separated soon."
Yan Liang dropped Heizi, stood up, and looked down at the valley down the slope.
As far as the eye could see, groups of barbarian troops were running fiercely along the narrow valley road. The "king flag" symbolizing Samoko was particularly conspicuous under the setting sun.
"Mr. Yuan Hao, it seems that your strategy of adding more energy to lure the enemy is working." Yan Liang stood with his hands behind his hands, a hint of approval in his brows.
Tian Feng gently stroked his white beard and said calmly: "Such a small plan is not enough to deal with those top advisers, but it is more than enough to deceive ordinary people like Zhuge Jin."
Tian Feng looked arrogant, relying on his own resourcefulness, and did not take second-rate counselors like Zhuge Jin into his eyes at all.
A great counselor has the confidence of being a great counselor.
Yan Liang also despised the power of the world. When he raised his eyes and looked around, he saw flags and horns looming around the valley. This was where his 10,000 elite soldiers were lying in ambush.
The valley between Yuanling and Chenyang was the best place to set up an ambush. At this moment, Yan Liang finally led Shamoke, who had been holding on for many days, into the trap he had carefully set.
According to Tian Feng's inference, the most important thing for Zhuge Jin is to drag Yan Liang here so that he cannot escape and return to Fankou.
Tian Feng's plan cleverly took advantage of Zhuge Jin's thoughts and revealed to Zhuge Jin the news that Yan Liang would return to Fankou through the mouths of the released barbarian captives.
Tian Feng knew that Zhuge Jin would guess that there was fraud in Yan Liang's withdrawal, and he would definitely judge the truth by counting the military positions.
So Tian Feng suggested that Yan Liang use the method of increasing the number of stoves, which made Zhuge Jin mistakenly think that he was trying to cover up the truth of the retreat.
Facts have proved that the self-righteous Zhuge Jin was indeed more sophisticated than Tian Feng and had already fallen into the trap.
He watched the 7,000 barbarian troops all enter the valley. Yan Liang's razor-sharp eyes were as cold as fire.
He sneered and waved to Zhou Cangyi, "It's time to close the net, let's send the signal."
"Promise." After receiving the order, Zhou Cang ran away excitedly.
At the top of the mountain, a huge red battle flag suddenly stood up high. The dazzling red color was even more vivid under the reflection of the setting sun, like a huge flame burning with smoke.
The red flag wavers like flames flying.
"Your Majesty, look at the top of the mountain. There seems to be a flag waving." A barbarian soldier pointed at the valley to the east and shouted.
Samoko, who was riding like a horse, looked up and saw a red flag flying.
Samoko reined in his horse, put his hand on the awning and raised his eyes to look into the distance. The waving flag was like a sharp thorn, suddenly piercing his heart.
Vaguely, an ominous premonition came over Shamoko.
Looking around, I saw that the valley was narrow at both ends, surrounded by dense forests and cascading low peaks. The entire valley was like a gourd shape.
Although Shamoko was not familiar with Han military art, his experience told him that this kind of terrain was most suitable for setting up traps and ambush.
Moreover, the waving red flag on the top of the mountain made the ominous premonition in Samoko's heart even stronger.
The thought of falling into Yan Liang's plan twice sent a chill down Shamoko's back. He hesitated for a moment and then ordered the entire army to retreat.
Just when his order was given, he suddenly heard two loud booming sounds. However, he saw large clouds of dust and mist suddenly rising at the entrance of the valley at the front and rear ends.
The seven thousand barbarian troops suddenly fell into a commotion, and two mounted barbarian soldiers came galloping over.
"Reporting to your Majesty, many boulders suddenly fell at the mouth of the valley, blocking the road."
"What!"
Shamoko exclaimed, and the panic of having been tricked instantly spread throughout his body.
At this moment, the sound of war drums soared into the sky, and the sound of shouts instantly resounded throughout the valley. On the slopes around the valley, countless Yanjun soldiers appeared in a blink of an eye, and the flying flags almost obscured the sky.
The cold light circulated, and countless sharp arrows were aimed at the barbarian army in the valley from all directions.
Infinite fear suddenly surged in his heart. Samoko looked around in horror. As far as he could see, Yan Jun was there. He swept away roughly tens of thousands of people.
The entrance to the valley was sealed, leaving no way to advance or retreat. Countless crossbowmen were posted on the surrounding hillsides. Samoko and his 7,000 barbarian troops were in a desperate situation.
"How is it possible that I fell into Yan Liang's scheme again..."
The horrified and ashamed Shamoko turned his horse around in confusion, falling into a dilemma at a loss.
The seven thousand barbarian troops also crowded into a group, chirping and screaming, and panicked even more.
At this time, Yan Liang on the top of the mountain saw that the siege had been completed, so he led more than ten cavalry horses down the hillside to halfway up the mountain.
Yan Liang's eyes found Samoke, and he said loudly: "Samoke, you have fallen into my trap. If you don't surrender now, it will be much later."
Shamoko raised his eyes and looked up. When he saw Yan Liang's majestic body, his body shook violently. His whole body was filled with despair, and he fell into an unprecedented state of despair.
Shamoko, who was in a complicated mood, didn't know what to do for a while.
Yan Liang knew that Samoko still had a sense of luck and wanted to break out of the siege. What Yan Liang had to do now was to cut off any of his illusions.
So Yan Liang raised his sword and sent a signal to the crossbowmen on the mountain.
The order was given, and more than a hundred repeating crossbowmen pulled the trigger at the same time. More than a thousand arrows were shot out instantly, landing like raindrops on the barbarian army more than ten steps in front of them.
This is Yan Liang's last warning to Shamoko.
Such a dense rain of arrows was something the barbarian army had never seen before, and in the blink of an eye the barbarian army's remaining thoughts of escape were shattered.
Yan Jun possesses such powerful crossbows. As long as Yan Liang gives the order, all seven thousand barbarian troops will be shot dead in an instant. They will have no chance to escape.
All Samoko's ambitions disappeared at this moment, and the only glimmer of hope left in his heart collapsed.
