Zhao Kuo held his halberd and looked forward, his eyes full of determination.
The four thousand men who had not yet fallen ill came to Zhao Kuo and said, "We are willing to be at the front when we set out for battle."
Zhao Kuo said: "It's a blessing to be able to fight Wu Anjun in a quick battle! You can't lose it!" He let the four people into the tent.
The five people are all generals who command the troops. They no longer hide anything from each other, but express their feelings directly. A ten thousand generals stared at Zhao Kuo and asked: "How can we resume the war?"
Zhao Kuo said: "He also suffered from the epidemic, so he fought against it."
Thousands of generals said: "October is approaching and Zhao Yuan will attack. Isn't it okay to take advantage of its disadvantages and defend it?"
Zhao Kuo said: "Zhao Yuan may be gone! If Handan sends troops, how can the Qin people block it like this? They must also mobilize their troops and horses frequently to guard important places. I have found it, so I can attack it. There is no change in Qin today. I have no chance, I just sit there and wait for death."
Ten thousand generals said: "Now all those who can fight with me are out. If the Qin people arrive, what will the generals do?"
Zhao Kuo said: "This battle will end with no more fighting. If we win the battle, we will drive the Qin people to Hanoi, and I will revive them. If the encounter is unsatisfactory, there is nothing we can do."
Thousands of people will ask: "How many days will it take?"
Zhao Kuo said: "You look at the Qin camp, and there is smoke everywhere. Why? Cook medicine to cure the disease. My food is not enough, but the medicine is more than enough. When the day comes, there will be more warriors who can fight, and I will bear the halberd. The army is drowsy and will be defeated without fighting. How can Jia Yong win in one battle? "
Ten thousand generals said: "From what I see, the enemy in Beishan is weak, but the enemy in Danshui is strong. How can we abandon the weak and attack the strong?"
Zhao Kuo said: "If we attack Beishan, we can break out of the siege. However, there is no one inhabited for hundreds of miles in Shangdang. People can't eat, and they can't care for the injured. When soldiers are out of danger, everyone is in danger; the enemy is forcing them with a small army. It will fall apart. If you don't try to get stronger, you will have to fight to the death. If you win the battle, it goes without saying. If you don't win, you will kill more! It's a plan. "
Thousands of generals said: "The general's words mean that the country is about to die now!"
Zhao Kuo said: "The people of Qin are also in danger of the plague. Each camp raises a fire, and those who are infected with the disease will be there. If you attack them with force, you may win. You can't lose. You can only fight to the death and fight to the death!"
All the generals said: "Come on, come on, come on! I will sacrifice my head to Zhao now!"
Zhao Kuo said: "Everyone goes first, Kuo should follow!"
Thousands of generals said: "The general is sick and cannot work hard!"
Zhao Kuo said: "Today the victors in the army all fight. How can I be alone in the rear? All my relatives and soldiers will follow. If we win, we will all go out; if we fail to win, we will all perish."
The personal camp of four thousand generals was also brought, totaling less than a thousand people. After unified understanding, the four thousand generals divided their work, each leading an attack. Due to physical reasons, shield soldiers and spear soldiers were cancelled, and only archers and halberdiers remained. The entire army's arrows were also concentrated on this unit.
The smell of boiled leather armor attracted the attention of the whole army. After whispering to each other, everyone knew that the last batch of soldiers capable of fighting would launch the final attack on the Qin army. Whether it was hope or despair, emotion or sadness, everyone had a smile in their eyes. In tears.
After biting a small piece of cowhide, drinking two bowls of hot soup, and bearing the gaze of the entire army, the soldiers who went out fell asleep soundly. The light of the fire brings the warmth of late autumn. At least this night, they were peaceful.
The military drum beat sounded. Only the soldiers here are in formation. Zhao Kuo and four thousand people will come here with their own camp. After the formation was completed, Zhao Kuo stood on a high ground holding his halberd. The excitement of the last battle had completely overcome hunger and illness. His face was rosy, his eyes were bright, and he seemed to be full of confidence in victory. He said loudly: "The people of Qin are in danger of an epidemic. Heaven will destroy them here, but they will be faked by Zhao. All my descendants from Zhao will attack them on behalf of Heaven and swear to destroy them!"
Tens of thousands of generals and relatives all shouted: "Destroy it! Destroy it! Destroy it!"
Then ten thousand people also shouted: "Swear to destroy it! Swear to destroy it! Swear to destroy it!" Although most of the people did not hear clearly what Zhao Kuo said. Four thousand generals and one general led more than a thousand troops to fight, which meant that it was almost impossible to retreat. Anyone who retreated would definitely be executed on the spot. Just beat him to death!
Four thousand men will order their own soldiers as agreed at night. Add water to each cauldron again and cook the remaining leather armor again. Still a piece of skin and two bowls of soup per person. Then each battalion went out into formation, with the archers in front and the halberdiers in the back, each using their own unique tactics.
A fire was set up in the Zhao camp at night, and the smell of meat wafted out, which aroused the vigilance of the Qin army sentry and reported it to the superior doctor. The doctor was also so sick that he was dizzy. He thought that the unlucky guy might have been captured by Zhao Jun and the corpse was eaten, so he did not report it again.
Bai Qi took several doses of Mao Gen and no longer talked nonsense. However, his body was weak and he had a splitting headache. He thought the medicine tasted bad, so when he woke up he decided not to take any more medicine. He struggled and rested his head on the cold stone to relieve the pain. The entourage who was not yet sick wanted to give him some hot soup, but he refused. He only drank the cold water freshly drawn from the stream; he also ate a few mouthfuls of fried millet with the cold water. Unable to hold on any longer, he fell asleep again.
Wang Hao's illness was originally relatively mild, but after taking a few doses of medicine, he felt his body became heavier. He had no fever, but was tired and weak. He managed to finish all the business and then went to sleep.
Sima Jin led the swordsmen to camp under Dongshan, behind the Nanjun army. Their camp was more spacious, and those who fell ill were fewer and milder than those in other camps, but half of them were unable to participate in the daily roll call. He himself felt unwell, so he used the mental methods passed down from his family, breathing and breathing, and managed to suppress his condition.
Only Meng Ao was running around, but no illness was seen. He patrolled along Shicheng throughout the day and saw Zhao troops mobilizing around Shicheng. His heart immediately moved, and he immediately ordered the people around him to pay attention to the signs of Zhao Jun personnel mobilization. When he came back, those people reported to Meng Ao, and all the Zhao troops who were transferred went to the southern camp area. This surprised Meng Ao. After hurriedly rushing to the North Army Camp, he immediately ordered all the capable soldiers who were resting in the valley to form formations and rush to Baiqi Camp. He rode a horse and came to Baiqi camp first.
When Meng Ao arrived at Bai Qi's camp, Bai Qi had already fallen asleep and Wang Lu had also rested. Sima Jin is not in the camp. As agreed, they should meet tomorrow morning. Meng Ao asked Wang Hao's personal guards to wait until Wang Hao woke up and report to Wang Hao that he was in a hurry. He personally went down to the camp to observe the injuries and illnesses in each camp.
The Qin doctor's instructions came from Xianyang: Soldiers who are infected with the disease must camp separately from those who are not infected with the disease, and they must not mix. This facilitated Meng Ao's observation: in each camp, there were about a hundred people who were not infected with the disease, and the remaining three to four hundred people were either sick or injured. In other words, there are only more than a thousand capable warriors in Bai Qi's main camp.
After Meng Ao inspected ten military camps and returned to the main tent, Wang Hao hadn't woken up yet. Meng Ao told the guards again that he would go to the swordsman camp at the foot of the mountain and return in a short time.
Sima Jinzheng self-inhaled and adjusted his breathing to suppress his illness. I was also surprised when I heard the news that Meng Ao had arrived. Welcome in quickly. All 20,000 swordsmen are now concentrated here. The camp is relatively wide, and there is a relatively large gap between the infected and uninfected soldiers. But there are only one-fifth of the people who can fight, about three to four thousand people.
Meng Ao told Sima Jin that Zhao Jun might launch a powerful attack on the Danshui line, so that Sima Jin could prepare. After hearing what Meng Ao observed, Sima Jin also felt that the situation was serious. But he said: "Swordsmen are all king's soldiers. You can't do anything without the king's order. You can tell Lord Wu'an that if you don't like it, you can come to me and I will welcome you."
Meng Ao said: "When the war is in full swing, I hope you will bring a strong force to help."
Sima Jin said: "I must report to the king urgently."
Sima Jin wrote another letter in the camp and sent military envoys to drive away quickly.
Meng Ao had no choice but to come out and see Nanjun Wei again. Lieutenant Nanjun also fell ill. All matters in the camp are temporarily in charge of an official from Bai Qi's own camp. There are nominally six to seven thousand people here, but after several fortified battles, they were very depleted and the total strength was only over five thousand. The disease was more severe and there were less than a thousand capable warriors.
Meng Ao turned around and found that the Nanjun army only had 2,000 soldiers and was not an elite force. The 4,000 swordsmen were quite elite, but Sima Jin seemed unwilling to mobilize them to assist in the battle. When Meng Ao returned to the big tent, it was almost dawn and Wang Hao also woke up. Hearing that Meng Ao had come, he waited in the tent.
When Meng Ao came back, he met Wang Lu directly and told him what he had learned. Wang Lu was also frightened. He came to the lookout in person and asked about the situation. The other side replied that a bonfire was set up in Zhao's camp, which seemed to be cooking. Wang Hao observed personally. Although he didn't see anything more, the sparks in the camp area were still obvious - in contrast to the darkness in Zhao Jun's camp.
He immediately sent a military envoy to order the Nanjun Army, Taniguchi Army and Beidi Army to immediately assemble capable warriors and prepare to go out to fight. He specially sent military envoys to Sima Jin to request swordsmen to send troops to assist in the battle. Since he did not understand the purpose, scale, and direction of Zhao Jun's actions, Wang Hao's order could only be regarded as a preliminary order to prepare all armies for battle, and there was no targeted arrangement.
The Northland Army wants to defend the Shicheng line and Liangshan, and its troops are very tight. After the epidemic came, most of the soldiers fell ill. Meng Ao sent all the sick soldiers to the back of the mountain without hesitation; all the soldiers in the military camp were able to fight. In Meng'ao, it was just for the sake of timely treatment, but at the right time, it was in line with the prevention key of timely isolation, and the infection rate of the Beidi Army was considered low. ——But there were also five to six thousand people infected with the disease. There are currently about 10,000 people on the front lines. Due to defense tasks, only two to three thousand people can really be mobilized. They had already started preparing for the battle before Meng Ao set off.
Meng Ao secretly gave it up. There were more than 2,000 Nanjun troops and more than 2,000 Northern troops. If Wang Lu's troops also had two or three thousand troops, the number of troops invested would have been close to 10,000. The battlefield might only be that big. . As a backup, the swordsman can deliver a fatal blow to Zhao Jun at the most critical moment.
Neither Meng Ao nor Wang Lu expected that Zhao Kuo was going to launch a fatal blow. In their minds, this should be just a routine attack by Zhao Jun to improve his situation.
