"Hey... my mother, she's freezing to death! It's such a cold day for people to blow in the wind at a high place. Boss Yan is lacking in virtue."
"This is a watchtower, for warning! The one at sea is Donglai Taishici! He is the best general in the world at attacking with force! How can we not be careful? Even though he doesn't have many soldiers now, you have to know, When he defeated 50,000 Yellow Turbans in Duchang City, he only used 800 Qingqi! Boss Yan's arrangement was quite reasonable."
"Lao Guole, you're not here anymore. I'm sorry you only work occasionally. It's easy to say this. I've been on duty for six days in a row. Six days! If you have the ability, you can also be on duty for six days. Let's talk about it. These words!"
Although Yan Rou usually considers himself a barbarian, his marching formations follow the laws of the Han army.
There is no way, the barbarian camp is too crude, and it doesn't matter if the tribes attack each other on the grassland. Anyway, the attackers and defenders are equally clueless. As long as they mount their horses in time, pick up their weapons and rush forward in a swarm, they can respond in time. Now. We are in the Central Plains, fighting wits and courage with enemies so close at hand, so we naturally have to be cautious.
He set up a small number of Luzhai and Juma around the camp. Behind these fortifications, he built a wall with a height of one person using large logs. He also erected several watchtowers in the two directions facing the sea and the river.
In the eyes of experts who are good at marching formations, these arrangements are very crude and rough, but for the Hulu outside the Great Wall, it is already a very luxurious camp.
Of course, the sentry was dissatisfied with the fact that he could not enjoy himself in the luxurious camp, but had to enjoy the breeze on the watchtower.
The old sentinel shrank his neck, but his tone was tough: "Hey, you think I can't stand it? Even though I, old Guole, are old, my eyes and ears are better than many young people. It's worth it. What? I remember when I followed Mr. Tan Shihuai..."
"Haha, Lao Guole is bragging again. Who doesn't know that when the Great Chanyu Zongheng Mobei, you were still tending sheep with a runny nose? Do you still remember those days? Stop talking nonsense!" The old Hu man's bragging did not attract much attention. The resonance actually attracted a lot of ridicule, and even the guards on duty below the watchtower joined in.
"Nonsense!" The old sentry became anxious and tried to argue angrily: "I was held by the big leader back then..." Before he finished his sentence, his expression suddenly changed. He listened carefully and asked in surprise: "Eh? ?What sound?”
The others were startled by him. When they hurriedly listened, they heard nothing, so they sneered again: "Old Guole, are you aware that you are embarrassed? There was no sound, it was just the wind. "
"Who dares to joke about important military events?" The old sentry stamped his feet anxiously and said loudly: "Listen! Listen carefully! The hissing sound is like a knife scratching on the ice... Do you hear it? "
He spoke anxiously, and the others were infected by his emotions. They finally put away their thoughts of having fun and listened carefully in the direction he pointed. This time, they got something. Sure enough, as Lao Guole said, in the wind There is a strange sound ringing!
"laugh……"
In the cold night, the sounds and lights were extremely clear, especially the sharp sounds. No one warned me before. The strange sound itself was not loud, so no one paid attention to it. Now when the old sentry reminded me, I listened quietly with bated breath. The sharpness mixed with the sound of the wind was nowhere to be seen.
"It came against the wind..."
"Coming from the sea? Could it be..."
"An enemy attack? No way? There is no sound of footsteps when people step on the ice. There is no crackling sound of the ice being stepped on, but the sound of a knife scratching the ice? Impossible, right? If the Qingzhou people had the ability to be silent,
Why would they deliberately cut through the ice with a knife, fearing that they would not be discovered?"
"If he's not from Qingzhou, who else could he be? Listening to the noise, it seems to be getting louder and louder... It seems like something is approaching..." The speaker shuddered as he spoke, and his question also
Unsurprisingly, it caused panic.
"Is it a ghost? Is it a ghost in the sea? The sea...the sea is a place beyond the control of the Immortal God!"
The most unfamiliar thing to the grassland people is the sea. The unknown brings novelty, but it also brings fear. Changshengtian is the supreme god of the grassland people, but there is no sea on the grassland. This is where Yan Rou made a mistake.
Taishi Ci didn't even expect that his surprise attack had already succeeded in causing panic among his opponents.
Because they were too panicked, even the experienced Lao Guole forgot his duty to warn. Although their screams woke up many people, the impact was insignificant compared to the entire camp.
"Chichi...chichi..."
Just now someone accurately told the origin of the sound, but with panic, everyone lost their minds and felt countless evil ghosts walking in the darkness, running like the wind but making no sound, and the sound was their long tongues.
!
In the panic, the voices gradually became one. One moment they were in the unknown distance in the darkness, and the next moment they were close!
Something flickered in the darkness, and before the sentries could recover, patches of orange-red light had already lit up!
It's not an illusion, it's a real existence, it's fire!
The moment he saw the fire, Lao Guole almost fell off the watchtower. He was frightened.
There are big and small fires, and the small fires are separated from the large fires, but no matter how big or small, the fires are moving rapidly.
Under the current visibility, from Gol's point of view, he could not find any reference objects and could not evaluate the speed of the movement of the fire. But he knew that those fires were moving very fast, very fast! Because it was difficult to see the fire in the black and thick ink.
In the darkness that melted away, the fire was reflected in the eyes, forming a large afterimage, which shows how fast it is!
It was the incredible speed that made his warning sound stuck in his throat.
This is not an enemy attack. If the enemy attacks, the fire will be lit by the enemy and held in his hand. The problem is that it is on the ice. Even the best horse on the grassland will have a hard time running on the ice.
The fire moved faster than a galloping horse!
His whole body was cold, and he watched the firelight approaching quickly, watching the firelight grow more and more, watching the firelight rise into the sky, and then fall like a meteor, sliding across the ink-black night sky, spreading out over the barracks, as bright as the Milky Way.
Diarrhea, the goddess scatters flowers.
"Ah!" A wave of extreme shock exploded in his chest uncontrollably, turning into a scream. Relying on years of military experience, Lao Gol finally realized what the fire was... it was an enemy.
rocket!
Most of the meteors hit the ground, jumped, and were extinguished in an instant. There were also a small number of orange-red stars that splashed on the tent made of felt. When the dry hair met the fire, the fire suddenly resembled the enthusiasm of the prairie people for robbery.
Like bursting out.
"The enemy is attacking, hurry up and fight!" Lao Guole was the fastest among the sentries to recover and react correctly, but his efforts did not have much effect. The second, third, and fourth meteors followed one after another.
It came, accompanied by sharp hissing sounds on the ice, bringing the flames of death into the military camp.
Someone in the tent closest to the outside of the military camp was awakened. They instinctively picked up a machete and jumped out of the tent wearing a fur coat. They didn't know what happened, but the prairie people's instinct drove them to make the correct response to the enemy.
.It is this kind of reaction that makes surprise battles rarely occur on the grassland. All wars are face-to-face contests, and the only thing that competes is strength.
However, no matter how quick the reaction is, it is just instinct. When these prairie warriors found themselves in the raging fire, they instinctively let out a scream. Soon, these shrill screams were intertwined and merged into
A lament from the eight hells.
I don't know what kind of monster is coming in the dark night. The sound of the wind is mixed with sharp, thin and short sounds, like a sharp knife scratching the heart, making people's hearts shrink.
Dots of fire swept by like the wind outside the military camp, and then soared up, like a meteor shower. The fire also had incredible power, hay, tents, flags, wooden walls... anything that could burn, as long as it was burned
If it is touched by fire, it will burn quickly.
The fire spread in the military camp at an unimaginable speed. What spread faster than the fire was the fear in people's hearts. More and more Hu soldiers rushed out of the camp, holding weapons and naked, looking around in horror.
A terrifying sight, then she held her head, screaming like a girl who had seen a pervert, and ran away holding her head.
"Ghost! It's a water monster in the sea!" They wailed and cried, and fled deeper into the camp out of instinct for survival.
The people resting deep in the camp were awakened from their sleep by the chaotic footsteps around them. Without any thought, they joined the fleeing procession and rushed deeper into the military camp crying and shouting with the collapsed people. At the same time,
Spread panic deeper into the military camp.
"This bunch of trash!" Yan Rou was awakened from her dream by the commotion. With a hint of drunkenness, he quickly rushed out of the camp and saw a scene that he would never forget. He was so angry that his lungs almost exploded.
Because he wanted to lure the enemy, he arranged all his direct troops in the inner camp and achieved ideological unity, so that everyone in the inner camp was psychologically prepared to be attacked and could assemble at any time when unrest occurred.
, and go into battle.
Although the alert level outside the military camp is not too high, it is not unprepared at all. The people he placed on the outside are all barbarians. These people have rich experience in dealing with sneak attacks. Even if they are not the opponents of the Qingzhou Army, they will not be able to defeat them in one blow.
Collapse.
Yan Rou's plan is perfect.
Use the worthless lives on the periphery to delay, entangle Taishi Ci's surprise attack troops, and then quickly launch a counterattack from the inner camp. Then, even if Taishi Ci has great abilities, he can't even think about leaving once he comes. But who would have thought that the periphery would collapse.
It was so fast, it collapsed at the first touch, and there was almost no resistance!
"General, what should we do now?" "Sir" is the honorific title given to leaders on the grassland, and Yan Rou, in addition to the leader of the tribal alliance, also has the official position of Colonel Karasuma, so there is such a nondescript phenomenon, which is commonplace in later generations.
title.
Yan Rou gritted her teeth and said in a cold tone: "Take the shortest path and kill them!"