The new day begins in a morning mist, the drums of each army sound, and all military camps wake up.
Routinely calling troops, reporting, and issuing orders, military envoys rushed between battalions.
Last night, the archers sent by various armies reported to Zhao Meng. Orders asking for passwords were frequently heard around them as they moved around. The official guarding the place immediately reported to Li Bing. Meng Ao immediately said: "There must be a big move by General Zhao."
Li Bing asked: "What can I do?"
Meng Ao said: "I would like to lead a battalion and attack it with my camera."
Li Bing said: "But one battalion may have shortcomings, so it will be beneficial!"
Meng Ao said: "The mountain road is narrow and it is useless to have many soldiers, but it is possible to attack them."
When the troops were ordered the next day, Li Bing sent someone to report to Wang Ling that the Zhao army was showing signs of attacking his position. Wang Ling was far away and the situation was unknown. He replied that Li Bing would handle it with his camera. While reporting to Wang Ling, Li Bing also reported Zhao Jun's developments to Bai Qi. Bai Qi replied: "If you take advantage of him and strike him hard, the granary will not be able to be opened. How can the swordsman fight with him!"
After sending the military envoys, Meng Ao rushed to the camp on the mountain to observe for himself before Wang Lingjia Baiqi could reply. Li Bing was at the foot of the mountain preparing his troops for attack. The two agreed on a banner for mutual communication.
Starting from the northernmost camp, Meng Ao, battalion by battalion, inspected the movements of the Zhao army at the foot of the mountain. In the curling smoke, Zhao Jun's movements were clearly visible. Meng Ao was almost certain that Zhao Jun's main attack direction was the southernmost battalion. There were also signs of attack in other directions, but the number of troops was not large and it was obviously an assist.
Meng Ao thought about digging a hole for the attacking Zhao army.
After inspecting the six battalions, Meng Ao returned to the northernmost military camp. He asked the officials to leave only a few troops in the camp, not to block and shoot Zhao Jun, but to let Zhao Jun enter the camp, surround it from the outside, and annihilate it. The official officials were a little afraid, so Meng Ao reassured him that he would command the remaining troops in the camp, and the attacking troops outside the camp would be led by the official officials. The signal for the attack was agreed upon.
Meng Ao led one hundred shield soldiers and one hundred spear soldiers inside the wall, while the official led two hundred halberd soldiers and one hundred archers to withdraw from the camp and take shelter on the hillside behind the camp. The gates of the camp on three sides are wide open. Meng Ao stood alone in front of the camp wall to observe the enemy's movements.
The Zhao army's battalions launched their attacks one after another, and the drums began to sound. Zhao Jun couldn't see the movement on Meng Ao's side, but the Qin camp next to him could. They didn't dare to say anything, they just exchanged surprised glances at each other.
Since it was an assist, Zhao Jun sent only three hundred troops: one hundred shield soldiers, one hundred halberd soldiers, and one hundred archers. When they advanced to a hundred steps away from the Qin army, they organized their entire team, then quickened their pace and pounced forward. The other battalions all fired at different distances, and the arrows hit the shields, making it very lively. Only the northernmost Qin camp remained silent. This made Zhao Jun a little confused. After rushing for ten or twenty steps, he stopped unconsciously and looked back. Meng Ao shook his head in his heart: With such military discipline, how can we be invincible!
The drums in Zhao Jun's formation changed their rhythm. Zhao Jun's archers drew the bowstring from behind and released the first arrow into the camp. The arrows landed on the front wall of the camp. Meng Ao just lowered his head slightly, still observing Zhao Jun attentively. Then the second arrow and the third arrow. After shooting the three arrows, the Zhao army rushed towards the Qin army in order, directly ascending a ridge, and the remaining distance was a gentle slope.
The Qin army still did not fight back. After Zhao Jun hesitated for a moment, he could clearly hear an order from the commander of Zhao Jun, and Zhao Jun rushed over quickly. Only then did Meng Ao run back quickly. As he ran, he whispered an order: "Draw out the spear!"
The Qin army collectively knelt on one leg, with the shield soldiers in front and the spear soldiers behind, forming a hedgehog formation. When the first batch of Zhao troops jumped over the Qin wall and saw the scene in front of them, they were stunned. The soldiers behind didn't know what was going on inside, so they kept jumping in. The sound of Meng Ao's drum sounded, and the two hundred people in the camp stood up and rushed forward. Zhao Jun, who was clever, opened the camp gate first and let the people in the back come in. The front had already been handed over.
The spear has the advantage of length, and it is extremely threatening when it is pressed against Zhao Jun's shield, because Zhao Jun's halberd cannot reach Qin Jun's shield; Zhao Jun's shield soldiers do not dare to lean forward, and can only desperately hold on to the shield to prevent it from moving sideways. pour. The two sides were in a stalemate for several breaths. They saw archers swarming out from outside the rear camp gate and shooting randomly at the Zhao army who entered the camp. Halberdier soldiers surrounded Zhao Jun from both sides. The archers who finally entered the camp were caught off guard and several were stabbed over. The remaining ten A few who had not yet entered the Qin camp screamed, turned around and ran away.
A wave of arrows squeezed all the Zhao troops who entered the camp under the shield. The Qin Army's halberd soldiers rushed in from three doors and stabbed Zhao Jun in the butt. The Zhao army was in chaos, and some of the shield soldiers had no intention of resisting. They were stabbed by spears and fell to the ground immediately. The Zhao army that was opened a gap suddenly became a lamb to be slaughtered. A hundred halberd soldiers, a hundred shield soldiers and dozens of bows and arrows. After a while, almost all of them lost resistance. Only a few strong ones rushed out of the camp gate. He crawled on the ground and ran a hundred paces away, escaping death. The archers quickly climbed up the wall to prevent the Zhao army from counterattacking. The halberd soldiers stabbed those Zhao soldiers who were knocked over by spears or halberds one by one until they died. The officials saluted Meng Ao repeatedly: "How can you reach this point after joining the army for a small amount of time!"
Meng Ao said with a smile: "The merits of this formation are not small. But if we keep the camp fence without losing anything, we will definitely be able to gain 'profit' by doing so."
The Zhao army at the foot of the mountain lost nearly 300 men. How could they still fight again? They hurried back to the camp and sealed the camp gate, fearing that the Qin army would take advantage of the situation to attack. The Zhao army next to them also saw this scene. The Zhao army that invaded the Qin camp was shut down and beaten by the Qin army. They were trying to catch turtles in the urn. They suffered all the losses and were heartbroken and frightened. They dared not attack seriously. They took the initiative to retreat after taking fifty steps. The Qin army on the side saw it and wanted to follow suit. When the Zhao army attacked, they deliberately did not block and shoot. However, the Zhao army did not fall for the trick and only ran fifty steps, not even one more step.
Meng Ao asked the officials to cut off the head and sent it to Li Bing to report his victory. He led twenty archers, twenty shield soldiers and thirty halberdiers out of the back door and rushed to the next camp gate under the cover of the hillside. Seeing that Zhao Jun no longer dared to attack upward, he asked the officials to give him twenty more archers, twenty shield soldiers and thirty halberd soldiers, and came to the third camp fence.
The news that the three hundred Zhao troops had been wiped out had spread throughout the battalions, and everyone was very cautious and did not dare to move too far forward. The spread speed is much faster than the stop-and-go Meng Ao. As a result, every time Meng Ao arrived at a camp, he saw that Zhao Jun had only advanced to fifty distances and immediately retreated. Those Qin soldiers who didn't know what was going on were baffled.
In the third camp gate, Meng Ao told the official officials about the annihilation battle in the northern camp, and asked the official officials not to shoot when the Zhao army attacked. Sure enough, even if the Qin army did not fight back, the Zhao army only advanced fifty steps and then retreated. Meng Ao had no choice but to also deploy twenty archers, twenty shield soldiers and thirty halberd soldiers.
In the fourth military camp, Meng Ao also deployed the same troops. Arrive at the fifth military camp. There you can clearly see the Zhao army's fierce attack on the southernmost Qin camp. He recounted what happened in the north to the officials here. The officials were very envious and said: "What's wrong with joining the army and setting up a camp?"
Meng Ao said: "Is it okay to do it again?"
The official said: "Zhao people are shocked and can't advance again!"
Meng Ao said: "I will make it come forward."
The official said: "If he comes in, I will kill them all!"
Meng Ao asked the officials to stop shooting when Zhao Jun advanced. As expected, Zhao Jun only advanced fifty steps before stopping. The official shook his head and said: "What can I do? What can I do?"
Meng Ao asked the officials to prepare the formation. He led eighty shield soldiers, eighty archers and one hundred and twenty halberd soldiers out of the camp and headed towards the sixth Qin camp.
There is a small mountain col between the sixth Qin Camp and Zhao Junliang Mountain. Meng Ao took the two hundred and eighty people around to the mountain col and stopped, and he crouched behind a big rock to observe in a sheltered position.
Zhao Meng did not hold back like the assisting battalions. The one who launched the attack was a solid battalion of 500 people, including 200 archers. After reaching a distance of a hundred steps, the archers began to shoot arrows upward to cover the charge of the combat soldiers. The combat soldiers charge upward at a faster speed, while the archers basically stop in place, mainly hoping to kill the opponent's archers with a dense rain of arrows. The combat soldiers only play the role of luring the opponent's archers to shoot. This tactic is clumsy, but it works. After three rounds of attacks, more than half of the Qin Army's archers in the sixth camp fence were injured. Fortunately, they were blocked by barriers, so the injuries were not serious. They were usually just scratches. After a little bandage to stop the bleeding, they could continue to fight. fighting. Only a dozen people suffered penetrating injuries and had to withdraw from the battle.
In comparison, Zhao Jun's losses were much greater. First of all, since the Zhao army is at the foot of the mountain, the archers must stand within the range of the opponent's bows and shoot upwards. Although the distance is far and the positions are scattered, there is no cover and they will be hit directly by the arrows, so once they are injured, they will be serious. In terms of combat soldiers, they have to be close enough to attract the Qin army's arrows; and due to the mountainous terrain, shield soldiers cannot be arranged as airtight as they are on the plains, so it is inevitable that someone will be hit by arrows at close range. Shot. After someone is shot, the formation will become more scattered, causing more people to be hit by arrows and have to retreat. Zhao Jun launched three consecutive attacks, and the process was roughly the same. Relying on his strong reserve force, Zhao Meng drove battalion after battalion to launch attacks. The retreating troops immediately replaced the wounded with reserve troops, preparing to fight again.
This time was the fourth attack, using the last battalion not involved in the attack. If they retreat, it will be the turn of the first wave of attacking battalions. Two hundred archers lined up one step apart from each other, facing the Qin army's arrow rain. The combat soldiers quickened their pace and rushed up the hillside. They had to rush until someone among them fell before they could retreat. I don’t know who this unfortunate guy is!
