Leng Bao has never seen a general changing his clothes. Hearing this, he scratched his head subconsciously and said to himself: "There are still people who change clothes during the battle... No, this guy wants to escape. It's so cheap!" After waving the big sword in his hand, he shouted: "Don't leave the Fazheng! You can snatch the gold and silver women in the village of Tuguang. I will never forbid it. Just hand in the head!"
When Leng Bao's Shu army heard the words, he was excited, Harazi turbulence, shouting loudly: "Kill!" He rushed into the small village, and wanted to robbery. Where do they know that everything in the village has been arranged properly, just waiting for them to get the bait.
Just after Leng Bao’s words were said, he saw that his soldiers were like mad dogs who hadn’t eaten for three or four days, with fire in their eyes, desperate, and striding forward, really because of money, they were more brave than usual. . Leng Bao yelled and cursed to himself: "Tortoise son, he is usually lifeless. Whenever he hears the money robbing, all of them seem to be crazy, so vigorous... Wait for me!" The horse chased after his own men, for fear that he would be too late and even the scum was gone.
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, he heard the sound of crackling, turning boxes and cabinets, followed by the wailing ghost horns of his soldiers who were excited because they had grabbed the money. Leng Bao furiously said, "Isn't it just grabbing some money? As for being happy like this. No...How come there will be there, oh..." He scratched his head and was taken aback for a moment before he understood:" There is an ambush!"
It was too late to understand at this time, the village was like Shura's hell, the trees and pits were full of dead bodies, and the streets were full of poor soldiers screaming and screaming in pain. The soldiers had bluish eyes and swollen faces, tumors on the tops of their heads, and blisters on the soles of their feet. Some soldiers wore all kinds of weird decorations on their heads, hands, and feet, including flowers, scissors, kitchen knives, nail boards, bamboo sticks, chopsticks, lime, rice paddies, foot wash... At that time, the villagers were grateful and willing to give it to them. The inhuman torture suffered by these soldiers is truly indescribable.
When Leng Bao was inexplicable, there were loud shouts from all around, Wei Yan led the Han army into the village from the entrance of the village, and the villagers marched in from the back of the village, surrounded by all over the mountains, and surrounded them tightly. The soldiers of the Han army were full of energy, shouting like a mountain whistling a tsunami, and they were bound to annihilate the enemy army in front of them.
All the soldiers of Leng Baojun dreamed back, drunk and awakened. It was Monk Zhang Er who couldn't figure out how to know the east, the west, the north and the south. As the saying goes, "a heartless person meets a hearted person", how can one survive against the enemy? Suddenly, the fish rushed and the birds scattered, and the Han army and villagers chopped melons and vegetables, and killed them once. The killing was torn apart and broken into pieces.
Seeing that the general situation is gone, Leng Bao turned around and ran away first. After a short time, when he met Wei Yan, Leng Bao didn't dare to love the battle. He barely fought for three to five rounds. After selling a flaw, he drove his horse and left, and fled. Looking back, there are only a thousand people left and right, and I can't help but sigh.
Wei Yanzheng wanted to chase and fight, but he listened to Fazheng and said: "Don't chase the poor, let them go. We also have to help the villagers clean up, or else the chaos here, like what it looks like, how can it be? Live!"
Wei Yan turned his horse's head, came to the front of Fazheng, flew off his horse, bowed and said, "Joining the army and using soldiers like gods really convinces me."
Fazheng helped him up and said with a smile: "I'm just a scammer, so I don't have any abilities. This time it's everyone's credit!"
At this time, the villagers were surrounded by the Fa and praised him, praising him to the sky. They never expected that there would be such a benevolent army in troubled times. Everyone hopes that the Han army can occupy Yizhou as soon as possible so that the people can live a good life.
After a while, Fazheng and Wei Yan came to the old man's cabin. The old man looked worried and said, "Although he has won a big victory now, Leng Bao shouldn't let it go. If he comes to the mountain village with a large army, how can he stop the army in such a small place?"
Fazheng nodded and said, "There is indeed something to worry about, this..." After speaking, he fell into deep thought. After a while, Fang said to Wei Yan, "I wonder how many people Leng Bao brought this time?"
Wei Yan replied: "Dongzhou has 10,000 soldiers, plus Jiangzhou's original soldiers and horses, there are about 20,000 people."
Fazheng stood up and said, "Twenty thousand..." After swaying twice in the hut, he said, "How many of us do we have?"
Wei Yan said with ashamed expression: "We only have two thousand people."
Fa Zheng smiled slightly and said, "I want to use these two thousand people to mobilize Leng Bao's army, so that I can create opportunities for the lord, and win Jiangzhou without blood!"
Wei Yan was taken aback and said, "What! How is this possible? Isn't the two thousand people going to provoke the 20,000 army to find death?"
Fazheng replied, "I also know it's impossible..." After walking back and forth two times, he said, "But we must make some movement. There are many advantages to this. First, it can be used. The lord knows my current situation, so he can make some preparations there. Secondly, when we started, we attracted Leng Bao's attention, so that he would only fight around us, so he would not come to trouble this small village. Third, it now seems that the enemy is powerful and impeccable. But those who are good at fighting should be invincible and seek opportunities for victory. Except for idiots, the enemy certainly cannot leave us with obvious flaws, so we will It should be in the absence of flaws to cause the enemy to expose flaws."
Wei Yan couldn't accept such advanced tactics at first sight. After a long while, Fang sincerely praised: "French participation in the army is truly beyond the reach of the world. I have never heard anyone say such a method. Leng Bao will definitely lose. At the hands of joining the army, you can join the army, what do you want us to do?"
Fazheng did not answer, but walked back and forth in the room. After a while, Fang's eyes lit up, and from his sleeve, he pulled out a map copied from the topographic map of Xishu by Zhang Songxian and placed it on the case carefully. Watching. Fingers moved back and forth between the maps, and stopped talking. Wei Yan knew that he was planning carefully and did not dare to bother, so he quietly left the house.
At this time, the sky was completely dark. Fa was looking at the map under a small oil lamp, his stomach groaning, he was still hungry in his stomach, he was very hungry, and he subconsciously touched his stomach. He felt his stomach and said in his heart: "It would be great if there was a roast duck." The thought of roast duck swallowed subconsciously. The stomach groaned again, as if complaining that he shouldn't think of any roast duck, which made him even more hungry.
At this moment, a scent of meat came from the kitchen. The Fa was like a dog. He stretched out his nose and sniffed. Harazi slid all over the floor and said: "Roasted chicken! Isn't it a dream..." After finishing talking, he stretched out his right hand and twisted it on his left arm, shouting: "Ah! It hurts... not a dream!"
The kitchen curtain was lifted, and the old man walked out with a tray with a smile, put it on the case, and said with a smile: "Of course you are not dreaming, just cooked, eat while it is hot."
Fazheng lowered his head and saw that the fruit was a bowl full of chicken, and the soup was greasy, which was very tempting. Fazheng swallowed his saliva, raised his chopsticks impatiently, and was about to start eating. He glanced at the old man and said, "Old man, why don't you come over to eat together?"
The old man said, "You are looking at the map here. It's inconvenient to bother you. We will eat inside.
Fazheng saw that he looked different, his brows were furrowed, his body rose up, and he walked to the kitchen to take a look. There was another tray on the stovetop with two bowls of wild vegetable soup. Obviously this was their dinner.
Fa Zheng rolled down with teardrops, turned out of the kitchen, and said, "If you don't eat together, this will kill me, and I won't eat!"
The old man insisted on refusing at first, but seeing that the Fa was not eating it all the time, the old man was afraid of ruining this hard-won chicken, so he agreed. The three of them encircled the case and enjoyed the chicken, and the joy was melted. Fazheng was chewing chicken legs in his mouth, but his head turned quickly. After a while, he said to the old man: "Old man, isn't this far from Dangqu City?"
The old man nodded and said, "Isn't it far, the military division is going down the canal? I know a small path, although it is complicated and difficult, but few people know that I will send the military division to it."
Fazheng said with joy: "Really?"
The old man replied: "Yes!"
Fazheng didn’t care if he was eating, stretched out his big greasy hand, took out the map, spread it out in front of him, looked at it for a long while, picked up the map, stood up, and said, “I’m not going to go down the canal. I want to fight Dangqu City! I wonder if the elderly dare to lead the way?"
The old man nodded and said: "Okay!"
Since we have to seek a chance to win in the invincible, the key is a quick word. According to the words of martial arts people, that is to win with the best effort, looking ahead, suddenly behind. It is easy to make mistakes if the enemy is confused, scratching his head, and flustered. In fact, a small team also has the advantage of a small team. A small number of people makes it easier to control. It does not take time to transmit orders, and it is much faster to act.
In fact, the main way of command is to use arms like the heart and fingers, commanding 10,000 people, just like commanding one person. It is not easy to do this, especially in large corps operations. In those days when there were no telegrams and no telephones, it was very difficult to dispatch the teams to designated positions, attack together, and realize the coach's intentions. Many battles are often due to the failure of a certain general to complete the encirclement in time, leading to failure. Therefore, in ancient times, there was such a sin that sounds very inexplicable nowadays. Many generals were demoted to the fields because of this sin. Talents such as Li Guang, Zhang Qian, and Ban Gu have also been sent to prison for this. Almost died in jail, if it weren't for the fact that they usually fished out some oil and water, at the critical moment, money can make ghosts grind, this little life is probably over.
It can be seen that commanding an army in ancient times is different from modern people playing computer games. Soldiers cannot be as obedient as chess pieces. You can go wherever you put them. They will be restricted by various factors, and various problems will appear. If you consider it well, you will fall short. This mainly depends on the understanding of the coach's intentions and on-the-spot adaptability of the commanders at all levels. For example, in the later period of the Three Kingdoms, there were hundreds of thousands of battles. As long as one team was sloppy, hit an ambush, or was abducted one hundred and eighty thousand miles away, then it would lose everything. It would be a trivial matter. .
Now that Fa Xiaozhi has only two thousand people in his hands, he doesn't need to consider the problem of command and dispatch failure, but he feels that he has a good chance of winning. However, he still didn't dare to neglect, and after looking at the map for another half day, he made the old man a guide, led the two thousand people, and quietly rushed to the ditch, preparing to attack the city in the dark...