The World of Yellow Sky

Some of the bandits in Zhang Bai's cavalry army were timid fighters. In fact, the composition of Liu Shi's army was also mixed.

Many small groups of thieves and bandits who actually disliked Liu Shi also joined in, in order to prevent them from joining Zhang Bai's cavalry army instead.

Among these small groups of thieves and bandits, there are those who fight hard, and those who barely cope. Of course, there are also those who are timid and short-sighted, and those who look for excuses to ask for money and food.

Yan Zhong's gaze was like a sword, and he stabbed at the bandits in the tent.

Everyone turned their heads and did not dare to look directly at Yan Zhong.

Yan Zhongjiu was in a high position and he had an extraordinary bearing, but now he has the prestigious name Xie and hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turbans as his support, which is even more awe-inspiring.

"However, the traitor is still alive at this time, so this matter can be shelved for the time being. As long as you fight bravely, this matter will not only be cancelled, but you will even be rewarded."

Seeing the faces of several people in the tent changed drastically, Yan Zhong took note of the faces of these people in his mind, and continued speaking after changing the subject.

He only brought more than 2000 soldiers this time. If he wants to defeat Zhang Baiqi's army outside the pass, he still needs to rely on these bandits to a certain extent.

Yan Zhong stopped in his tracks and said in a deep voice.

"In the battle of the day, I have reported all the eagle wolf guards in the army to me. What can be judged now is that the Zhangbai army has changed. I am afraid that it is the same old trick that killed the bandits in the army who did not listen to the jurisdiction. Command."

"Forcibly force the bandits who belong to it to act as pioneers and stepping stones."

Yan Zhong put away the silk fan and laughed coldly.

"You are all smart people. I don't need to say more about the fate of being attached to Zhang Baiqi. During the day, Zhang Baiqi's trilogy can kill the routs without any mercy."

Yan Zhong looked around at the people in the tent, put his hands behind his back, his face was indifferent.

"Zhang Baiqi is a gangster. He took the opportunity to rebel while my Yellow Turban army was out. Although he claims to have [-] soldiers under his command, there are no more than [-] soldiers. How dare he dare to call himself 'General Pingbei'?"

"I have already arrived from the southern part of the Taihang Mountains with the military camp, and two more troops will arrive soon."

"I also ordered the trilogy to start from Yanmen County and send troops to attack Zhang Baiqi's rear. Soon Zhang Baiqi received news of the attack in the rear. At that time, it will be difficult to care about the beginning and end, and the situation will be resolved by itself."

"Martial soldiers camp?!"

The thin man who spoke first had a gleam in his eyes.

Of course, he had heard of the reputation of the military camp. The Battle of Kuicheng had forcibly shaken the elite soldiers of the Han army, and the guards who escorted the money convoy were from the military camp. Their combat effectiveness, after so long, was obvious to all.

Those tower shields, those iron armors, but they are treasures that the thieves in the mountains would never dare to think about, but they are worn by the soldiers of the military camp. It is said that there are more than [-] soldiers in the Yellow Turban Army, which is even more unimaginable .

This is also a big reason why these thieves are unwilling to join Zhang Baiqi's command.

The Yellow Turban Army is not only well-equipped with armor, but also has a fierce reputation. The Han army that the bandits thought was invincible was repeatedly defeated by them.

When Yan Zhong's words settled down, everyone in the tent had a lot of discussion.

"Zhang Baiqi's persecution is too strong, and the scene like this will definitely happen again tomorrow. The enemy's troops are already in disarray, and a battle can be settled."

Liu Shi's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and he asked anxiously: "Sir, could it be that there is a strategy to defeat the enemy?!"

"nature."

Yan Zhong held the silk fan upright and patted it lightly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Zhang Baiqi divided his troops into four battalions, and stationed them on the four hillsides outside the pass, forming four battalions in the southeast, northwest, and directions."

"Among them, the east and the west are the direct descendants of the headquarters, the north is the affiliated bandits, and the south is mostly the mountain people and common people who are ensnared. There is nothing to fear at all."

Yan Zhong sneered and said.

"Marching and fighting does not depend on where there are many people. Zhang Bai's cavalry is full of more than [-] people, and his descendants are even fewer, but thousands of people. Most of them are cavalry. Mountain warfare is at a disadvantage, and there are also old troops from Pinghan and Daji. , the combat power is even less."

"Previously, I had sent 1000 soldiers from the Wuzu camp to the rear of Zhang Bai's cavalry from Luoshixing in the west."

"Zhang Baiqi attacks every day at [-]:[-], and the mountain wind has weakened recently, and the fog only clears around [-]:[-], which is enough for me to send reinforcements to the rear of his formation."

Yan Zhong unfolded the silk fan and pressed down slightly.

"The way to use soldiers is to show them softness and meet them with strength, show them weakness and take advantage of them to be strong, show them to be weak and respond to them with openness, show them to the east when they want to go west."

"At that time, as long as Zhang Baiqi's formation is raided by surprise soldiers, Zhang Baiqi's army will inevitably be in chaos. The former army is the mountain people and bandit forces engulfed by the northern and southern camps, and they are vulnerable to a single blow."

Yan Zhong snorted coldly with disdain.

"I still have [-] soldiers under my command, and [-] soldiers in the camp, more than enough to defeat Zhang Bai's cavalry."

Yan Zhong raised his silk fan and asked calmly, "Do you have any questions?"

When the words settled down, everyone in the tent understood Yan Zhong's meaning, and Yan Zhong's arrangement made them admire even more.

In their eyes, Zhang Baiqi was invincible, but in Yan Zhong's eyes, he was just a thief.

Liu Shi's complexion was a bit complicated. Although the big revenge was about to be avenged, Liu Shi felt a little chilly in his heart.

Everyone in the tent was still beaming, but Liu Shi saw something different. Yan Zhong only entered the camp yesterday evening, but he had already thought up a strategy to defeat the enemy, and he was familiar with the terrain and climate here, and he was in Zhangzhou. There are also internal responses in the White Cavalry Army.

"The eagle wolf guard..."

Liu Shi muttered in a low voice, and glanced unobservably at the guard beside him.

Now Liu Shi even suspects that Ti Qi of the Eagle Wolf Guard might be hiding beside him.

Yan Zhong didn't notice Liu Shi's strangeness, his attention was still on the people in the tent.

"Since no one has any doubts, everyone should take a good rest today and recharge their spirits."

Yan Zhong put away the silk fan with a "snap", looked around the crowd, and said in a serious tone.

"Tomorrow, we will hold a banquet at Zhang Baiqi's camp to celebrate his achievements."

Chapter 282 The Wind and the Waves

Zhongping four years, August [-]rd, dawn.

The camp of Zhang Bai's cavalry army outside the pass gradually became noisy, and the fog filled the mountain passage, and the visibility was no more than ten paces.

Because of the characteristics of the pass here and the weak mountain wind, the fog here will not dissipate slowly until the six quarters of the day.

Zhang Baiqi chose to launch the attack at this time. Firstly, the sky was already bright, and secondly, taking advantage of the cover of fog, he could reduce the damage of arrows in Liu Shijun's camp. After all, the cover of fog had a great impact on the vision of the crossbowmen.

Maoshi five quarters.

In Liu Shi's camp, a group of soldiers hid behind the camp wall with their weapons in hand, carefully observing the surroundings of the white mist through the gaps in the crenel.

The crossbowman on the arrow tower also held the crossbow, poked his head slightly, and patrolled the edge of the white mist.

Numerous yellow flags hung down in the camp, and it was on a high platform not far behind the camp wall.

Yan Zhong sat on it in military uniform, Liu Shi held his saber by his side, and more than a dozen camp commanders, big and small, stood on both sides.

Hundreds of soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in full armor held the ring swords and guarded the high platform.

"call out--"

The urgent wooden whistle sounded, and then two men with yellow scarves on their heads leaped out of the white mist on their horses, and quickly flew towards the two sides of the camp.

The crisp sound of horseshoes spread very far on the silent mountain road.

Yan Zhong's eyes were slightly cold, and he held the silk fan in his right hand and lifted it upwards.

"call out----"

A sharp scream suddenly sounded from the high platform, and it spread throughout the entire pass camp in an instant.

The soldiers on the camp wall and the arrow tower were all refreshed when they heard the sound of the wooden whistle. They knew that the enemy was coming, and the two knights were the scouts of the Yellow Turban Army wandering on the mountain road.

"Reserve soldiers hide behind the camp wall, stick to the camp wall, and don't stay outside the camp wall's shelter!"

"Pay attention to concealment, hold the shield in your hand!"

"The crossbowmen are ready! The crossbowmen string up, and the archers draw their arrows!"

All the generals of the Yellow Turban Army were yelling loudly, deploying combat missions, and the sound of promises was suddenly heard.

The mist also gradually became no longer calm. At first, there were some sounds like streams coming slowly, and then the sound became louder and louder, and gradually evolved into a loud thunderous sound like the rising tide of sea water hitting the embankment.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The sound of passionate drums suddenly sounded on the mountain road!

"Kill!!!"

The roars of countless people suddenly sounded from behind the white mist. Countless thieves and bandits had already broken through the barrier of the thick fog, carrying soil bags or wooden shields, and striding forward pushing the equipment for attacking the stronghold.

"Bowmen ready!"

In the camp, a general in iron armor roared loudly.

All the crossbowmen held their breaths and drew their bows to the string.

When the commanding general yelled "Salvo!", a large number of arrows shot towards the outside of the camp.

Although most of Liu Shijun's bows and crossbows were soft and weak, Zhang Baiqi's attacking soldiers were not elite. Most of them didn't wear any armor, and immediately screamed outside the camp.

"Shoot three arrows in a hurry, save your energy, and shoot in rotation!"

The generals of the Yellow Turban Army issued military orders loudly. This was a protracted battle, and they began to shoot rapidly, just to suppress the first wave of the most violent attack of the Zhang Bai Cavalry Army.

Crossbowmen are actually not able to shoot continuously when they are in battle. If it is a soft bow, it is okay, but if it is a hard bow of the Han army, they may not be able to draw many bows at all, and their arms will be exhausted.

This is one of the reasons why it was ordered to reserve physical strength and shoot in rotation.

After all, people are not machines, and bows and crossbows are not bullets.

"As long as you pile up the soil bags three times, you can get a certificate and return to the rear army! If there are any who are afraid of the former, they will be killed immediately!"

A junior Zhang Bai cavalry officer with a leather helmet on his head and a fierce face waved his weapon and shouted loudly.

The thieves and bandits carrying soil bags in front of them did not dare to resist. They even confiscated their weapons. How could they have the ability to resist? Retreating is a way of thinking. The desire for life urges them to run forward .

The screams of dying and desperate cries, just a short time later, have filled Liu Shijun's camp.

"kill!!!"

The shouts of killing became louder and louder, and the soil bag slowly became parallel to the height of the camp wall, and even some dead people were used as stepping materials.

More and more short ladders are erected on the camp wall, and the crude siege vehicles are violently hitting the camp wall under the push of a group of thieves. .

Yan Zhong was on the high platform, watching indifferently the desperate fighting up and down the camp. A messenger carrying a command flag sent all the unfavorable military situations on the front line to the high platform.

The casualties of the soldiers in the camp were increasing sharply. In less than half an hour after attacking the camp, Zhang Bai's cavalry army had already begun to deploy light soldiers, and the bowmen who were suppressing the formation also began to attack the Yellow Turban Army in the camp. Start fighting back.

The elite troops of Zhang Bai's Cavalry Army also began to attack frequently, trying to break through the camp of the Yellow Turban Army.

But this is undoubtedly an idiotic dream. Yan Zhong watched the whole situation from the high platform, and almost no battle situation in any place could escape Yan Zhong's observation, and orders were issued from the high platform.

The Yellow Turban Army in the camp can always maintain a relative advantage locally. Even if the Zhang Bai Cavalry Army temporarily gained the upper hand, it was quickly reversed.

Standing beside Yan Zhong, Liu Shi was extremely shocked.

He led his personal guards to the left and right to help, and then he barely resisted the multiple attacks of Zhang Bai's cavalry army, but Yan Zhong did not personally lead the troops into battle, nor did he dispatch the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army.

Just relying on the original soldiers in the camp, they resisted the crazy offensive of Zhang Bai's cavalry, and even gained a certain degree of advantage. Such a command is not surprising.

Ordinary people's defense against attacks is the tactic of adding troops to the emergency.

But Yan Zhong often sent troops to a place before the emergency signal came, and it was only when the reinforcements arrived that the place began to show fatigue and flaws.

Because of this, Zhang Bai's cavalry's almost continuous attack failed to achieve an inch.

……

Zhang Baiqi led the sitting white horse and wandered in front of the army formation. For some reason, he always felt a little restless today, as if something bad was about to happen.

Zhang Baiqi looked around, but there was white mist all around. Even though the terrain was open and the sky was getting brighter, he could only see a few dozen steps.

Could it be that there are soldiers from the Yellow Turban Army hidden in the thick fog?

Zhang Baiqi's heart felt a little cold. It was not that he hadn't thought about transporting a small group of troops through other passes to attack Liu Shi's camp from both sides, but Liu Shi had already divided his troops and controlled all the passages.

Zhang Baiqi shook his head. This is impossible. He is also very clear about how many troops Liu Shi has. He still has more than 1000 soldiers in each of his camps, and the rear army is his own elite troops. It may not be possible to break through with soldiers.

What's more, if Liu Shi was in the camp yesterday, could it be that he flew here with wings?

"Zhang Qi, send scouts to search the rear."

Although Zhang Baiqi felt that it was probably impossible, he still ordered his adopted sons beside him. Zhang Baiqi likes to gather his adopted sons. There are more than 40 adopted sons, all of whom are assigned to key points by him. Military and political.

Zhang Qi is his personal guard Qu Junhou.

"promise."

Although Zhang Qi didn't know why, he still agreed.