Three Kingdoms: I rely on system loopholes to survive
Chapter 12 Night Attack
Chapter 12 Night Attack
The quiet night is deep, and the insects are silent.
The slanting moon hangs on the branches, and the wind blows the ancient trees, rustling.
Chang'an City was quietly entrenched in the shadow of the moon, the tall city tower was blurred by the night, like a huge sleeping beast.
Zhang Ji clenched the wooden sticks in his mouth, and the horses under him wrapped their feet and held them, and a group of people walked slowly in the forest.
Halfway through the journey, through the shadows of the trees, the moat can already be vaguely seen.
Zhang Ji tightened the reins, the horse snorted lightly and stopped.
"Mr. Wen He only asked me and Fan Chou to attack Chang'an separately, but he didn't carefully assign our actions."
"I was in Chang'an with the Grand Master, and I once led troops to guard the East Gate, so I know a little about the guarding of the East Gate."
"It's better to attack the east gate first. If we can break through in one fell swoop, it is best to conquer Chang'an. If not, we can also send Lu Bu back to help General Li as Mr. Wen He expected."
Zhang Ji thought for a while, made up his mind, estimated the location of the east gate, and led the horse.
The soldiers bent down and followed Zhang Ji. The thin layer of leather armor on their bodies was softened by the dew, and it clinged to the skin.
"It's so cold." Many people among the soldiers shivered slightly.
At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, it is the time when it is warm and cold.
Among these soldiers, there were not many Xiliang people, and many of them were Dong Zhuo's Xiliang army.
Others joined the army for survival after hearing the rumor that Li Jue spread in Xiliang that "Wang Yun wanted to kill the people in Xiliang".
A small number are young and strong from Xiliang who were forcibly recruited.
These Xiliang people could bear the cold of the night dew, but most of the rest of the army were the people who were taken captive from Luoyang.
Among them were young and old, and they often suffered from hunger and hunger. They really couldn't bear the pain of marching at night.
Several people in the team exchanged glances quietly.
Zhang Ji had gradually gone deep into the forest, the horse under him kept snorting, a little anxious.
There seemed to be some unusual smell in the air, and Zhang Ji was inexplicably uneasy.
He clamped the horse's belly tightly and circled around in place, suddenly realizing that it was the smell of kerosene.
"Not good! I'm waiting for an ambush plan! Back quickly!!"
Almost at the same time Zhang Ji shouted, hundreds of rockets shot into the forest.
In an instant, a raging fire ignited on the ground, and the flames climbed up the branches of the trees, trapping Zhang Ji and others inside.
The soldiers were caught off guard by the sudden fire attack, and many of them were swallowed by the flames before they even had time to react.
The crimson fire wave lit up half of the sky, Zhang Ji led a group of soldiers and tried to rush out, but was blinded by the thick smoke, and it was difficult to distinguish the direction.
The screams and howls of the soldiers filled my ears, and the smell of burnt meat and burnt smell filled my nose.
Zhang Ji's canthus was about to burst.
city wall
Zhong Ping looked at the beating red light not far away, and clenched his fists.
"Uncle, is my strategy too cruel and harmful?"
Zhong Ping couldn't tell what he was thinking in his heart right now.
He knew that he would use such a strategy to defend Chang'an.
There are really too few generals in Chang'an, and Lu Bu took away nearly [-]% of the troops in Chang'an.
If he didn't use such a poisonous plan, Zhong Ping would not be sure that he would be able to survive until Lu Bu came back.
However, when he thought of how many people would be killed by his own fire, a gust of cold air slowly rushed from his toes to his heavenly cap.
When will he weigh his life on the scale of profit?
Chong Ping used to be very strange, why he has traveled through the Three Kingdoms for 13 years, but he still hasn't become an ancient person?
Now he seems to understand a little bit.
In his heart, he is still an ordinary college student living in a modern society where everyone is equal.
He will never be able to regard human life as nothing.
Even if he had participated in the killing of Dong Zhuo, it was only a trick.
The night after seeing Dong Zhuo's corpse, Zhong Ping tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He knew that he had done the right thing and it was a good thing.
But he still felt like a stone was stuck in his chest.
He was bored.
"Hu'er." Xun You's voice was very low.
"Since you can't bear it, why didn't you withdraw the order halfway?"
"I..." Zhong Ping lowered his head.
Yeah, why not take back the order?
In the final analysis, he had already sentenced those soldiers to death in his heart.
After all, there is his father, his relatives and friends in Chang'an City, and he doesn't want the people he cares about to be harmed.
So he chose to sacrifice those soldiers.
Zhong Ping was in a daze. For the first time, he had the feeling of "so I really came to this era".
"Uncle, let me think about it again."
Zhong Ping walked down the city wall and put all his worries behind him.
He deliberately didn't think about the tragic situation in the fire.
"The top priority is to stick to the city defense and resist the next siege battle."
Zhong Ping muttered to himself, he wanted to put himself into the control and defense immediately, so that he could tire himself out quickly, so that he could forget about it.
As long as you don't listen, don't look, or don't want to, that's fine.
He tried to hypnotize himself.
Zhang Ji broke out from the fire with great difficulty, and the sky will gather thousands of remnants in the morning.
At this time, it is unwise to attack the city again. We can only wait for Fan Chou's army to arrive before making plans.
Zhang Ji didn't wait too long.
At dawn, Fan Chou's army came from the west along a small road, and approached the city of Chang'an.
Zhongping stood on the city wall again.
It has to be said that Wang Yun and Liu Xie really have enough trust in Zhong Ping.
After Zhong Ping saw through Jia Xu's plan, Wang Yun directly decided to hand over all the scheduling rights to Zhong Ping.
Naturally, there are many opposing voices in the DPRK and China.
It's just that Liu Xie said that he unconditionally supports Zhongping, and Wang Yun is also on Zhongping's side.
Only then did all the opposing voices be suppressed.
Zhong Ping waited and watched the arrangement of Fan Chou's army, puffing his cheeks and thinking about what kind of siege method the opponent would adopt.
As soon as Fan Chou dismounted from his horse, he saw Zhang Ji leading a group of remnants coming.
"How is this going?"
Fan Chou hurriedly asked, his eyes full of surprise.
Zhang Ji was a little ashamed, and plunged the spear in his hand into the soil.
"I was too careless and accidentally fell into an ambush..."
Fan Chou's face was a bit strange: "You mean, someone in the city saw through Mr. Wen He's plan in advance?"
"That's true. The opponent may have already set up an ambush around. As soon as I led the soldiers into the forest, I was attacked by the opponent and suffered heavy losses."
Zhang Ji gritted his teeth: "I just don't know who is the person who designed the fire attack?!"
"If you let me know, I will take his head with my own hands!"
"Ah-"
Zhong Ping sneezed, he reached out to touch his nose, muttered a few words in a low voice, and continued to look down from the wall.
Fan Chou arranged for Zhang Ji and others, and ordered the Chinese army to set up camp. The rest of the soldiers scattered around, planning to search for and cut down trees to make siege equipment.
Seeing this, Zhongping showed an old coin card smile.
He had long thought that Fan Chou would use this trick. After all, he was marching in a hurry at night, and it was impossible to carry large siege equipment with him.
You can only send soldiers to log and make on-site after setting up camp.
Therefore, Zhong Ping had already thought of a way to deal with it.
Strong walls and clear fields.
Stick to the barriers so that the enemy cannot attack the position; clear the grain houses in the countryside so that the enemy cannot fight for a long time due to lack of food and shelter; of course, the most important thing is to set fire to the forest so that the enemy completely loses the raw materials for making siege equipment .
When the enemy raided Chang'an, in order to hide their whereabouts, most of them would take the trails in the forest.
Therefore, yesterday afternoon, Zhongping ordered that kerosene be placed in all the surrounding woods.
(End of this chapter)
The quiet night is deep, and the insects are silent.
The slanting moon hangs on the branches, and the wind blows the ancient trees, rustling.
Chang'an City was quietly entrenched in the shadow of the moon, the tall city tower was blurred by the night, like a huge sleeping beast.
Zhang Ji clenched the wooden sticks in his mouth, and the horses under him wrapped their feet and held them, and a group of people walked slowly in the forest.
Halfway through the journey, through the shadows of the trees, the moat can already be vaguely seen.
Zhang Ji tightened the reins, the horse snorted lightly and stopped.
"Mr. Wen He only asked me and Fan Chou to attack Chang'an separately, but he didn't carefully assign our actions."
"I was in Chang'an with the Grand Master, and I once led troops to guard the East Gate, so I know a little about the guarding of the East Gate."
"It's better to attack the east gate first. If we can break through in one fell swoop, it is best to conquer Chang'an. If not, we can also send Lu Bu back to help General Li as Mr. Wen He expected."
Zhang Ji thought for a while, made up his mind, estimated the location of the east gate, and led the horse.
The soldiers bent down and followed Zhang Ji. The thin layer of leather armor on their bodies was softened by the dew, and it clinged to the skin.
"It's so cold." Many people among the soldiers shivered slightly.
At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, it is the time when it is warm and cold.
Among these soldiers, there were not many Xiliang people, and many of them were Dong Zhuo's Xiliang army.
Others joined the army for survival after hearing the rumor that Li Jue spread in Xiliang that "Wang Yun wanted to kill the people in Xiliang".
A small number are young and strong from Xiliang who were forcibly recruited.
These Xiliang people could bear the cold of the night dew, but most of the rest of the army were the people who were taken captive from Luoyang.
Among them were young and old, and they often suffered from hunger and hunger. They really couldn't bear the pain of marching at night.
Several people in the team exchanged glances quietly.
Zhang Ji had gradually gone deep into the forest, the horse under him kept snorting, a little anxious.
There seemed to be some unusual smell in the air, and Zhang Ji was inexplicably uneasy.
He clamped the horse's belly tightly and circled around in place, suddenly realizing that it was the smell of kerosene.
"Not good! I'm waiting for an ambush plan! Back quickly!!"
Almost at the same time Zhang Ji shouted, hundreds of rockets shot into the forest.
In an instant, a raging fire ignited on the ground, and the flames climbed up the branches of the trees, trapping Zhang Ji and others inside.
The soldiers were caught off guard by the sudden fire attack, and many of them were swallowed by the flames before they even had time to react.
The crimson fire wave lit up half of the sky, Zhang Ji led a group of soldiers and tried to rush out, but was blinded by the thick smoke, and it was difficult to distinguish the direction.
The screams and howls of the soldiers filled my ears, and the smell of burnt meat and burnt smell filled my nose.
Zhang Ji's canthus was about to burst.
city wall
Zhong Ping looked at the beating red light not far away, and clenched his fists.
"Uncle, is my strategy too cruel and harmful?"
Zhong Ping couldn't tell what he was thinking in his heart right now.
He knew that he would use such a strategy to defend Chang'an.
There are really too few generals in Chang'an, and Lu Bu took away nearly [-]% of the troops in Chang'an.
If he didn't use such a poisonous plan, Zhong Ping would not be sure that he would be able to survive until Lu Bu came back.
However, when he thought of how many people would be killed by his own fire, a gust of cold air slowly rushed from his toes to his heavenly cap.
When will he weigh his life on the scale of profit?
Chong Ping used to be very strange, why he has traveled through the Three Kingdoms for 13 years, but he still hasn't become an ancient person?
Now he seems to understand a little bit.
In his heart, he is still an ordinary college student living in a modern society where everyone is equal.
He will never be able to regard human life as nothing.
Even if he had participated in the killing of Dong Zhuo, it was only a trick.
The night after seeing Dong Zhuo's corpse, Zhong Ping tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He knew that he had done the right thing and it was a good thing.
But he still felt like a stone was stuck in his chest.
He was bored.
"Hu'er." Xun You's voice was very low.
"Since you can't bear it, why didn't you withdraw the order halfway?"
"I..." Zhong Ping lowered his head.
Yeah, why not take back the order?
In the final analysis, he had already sentenced those soldiers to death in his heart.
After all, there is his father, his relatives and friends in Chang'an City, and he doesn't want the people he cares about to be harmed.
So he chose to sacrifice those soldiers.
Zhong Ping was in a daze. For the first time, he had the feeling of "so I really came to this era".
"Uncle, let me think about it again."
Zhong Ping walked down the city wall and put all his worries behind him.
He deliberately didn't think about the tragic situation in the fire.
"The top priority is to stick to the city defense and resist the next siege battle."
Zhong Ping muttered to himself, he wanted to put himself into the control and defense immediately, so that he could tire himself out quickly, so that he could forget about it.
As long as you don't listen, don't look, or don't want to, that's fine.
He tried to hypnotize himself.
Zhang Ji broke out from the fire with great difficulty, and the sky will gather thousands of remnants in the morning.
At this time, it is unwise to attack the city again. We can only wait for Fan Chou's army to arrive before making plans.
Zhang Ji didn't wait too long.
At dawn, Fan Chou's army came from the west along a small road, and approached the city of Chang'an.
Zhongping stood on the city wall again.
It has to be said that Wang Yun and Liu Xie really have enough trust in Zhong Ping.
After Zhong Ping saw through Jia Xu's plan, Wang Yun directly decided to hand over all the scheduling rights to Zhong Ping.
Naturally, there are many opposing voices in the DPRK and China.
It's just that Liu Xie said that he unconditionally supports Zhongping, and Wang Yun is also on Zhongping's side.
Only then did all the opposing voices be suppressed.
Zhong Ping waited and watched the arrangement of Fan Chou's army, puffing his cheeks and thinking about what kind of siege method the opponent would adopt.
As soon as Fan Chou dismounted from his horse, he saw Zhang Ji leading a group of remnants coming.
"How is this going?"
Fan Chou hurriedly asked, his eyes full of surprise.
Zhang Ji was a little ashamed, and plunged the spear in his hand into the soil.
"I was too careless and accidentally fell into an ambush..."
Fan Chou's face was a bit strange: "You mean, someone in the city saw through Mr. Wen He's plan in advance?"
"That's true. The opponent may have already set up an ambush around. As soon as I led the soldiers into the forest, I was attacked by the opponent and suffered heavy losses."
Zhang Ji gritted his teeth: "I just don't know who is the person who designed the fire attack?!"
"If you let me know, I will take his head with my own hands!"
"Ah-"
Zhong Ping sneezed, he reached out to touch his nose, muttered a few words in a low voice, and continued to look down from the wall.
Fan Chou arranged for Zhang Ji and others, and ordered the Chinese army to set up camp. The rest of the soldiers scattered around, planning to search for and cut down trees to make siege equipment.
Seeing this, Zhongping showed an old coin card smile.
He had long thought that Fan Chou would use this trick. After all, he was marching in a hurry at night, and it was impossible to carry large siege equipment with him.
You can only send soldiers to log and make on-site after setting up camp.
Therefore, Zhong Ping had already thought of a way to deal with it.
Strong walls and clear fields.
Stick to the barriers so that the enemy cannot attack the position; clear the grain houses in the countryside so that the enemy cannot fight for a long time due to lack of food and shelter; of course, the most important thing is to set fire to the forest so that the enemy completely loses the raw materials for making siege equipment .
When the enemy raided Chang'an, in order to hide their whereabouts, most of them would take the trails in the forest.
Therefore, yesterday afternoon, Zhongping ordered that kerosene be placed in all the surrounding woods.
(End of this chapter)
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