"It's not that Liu has to be a villain to guard against them, but the bandit army and the people from Sihuang City are mixed together. Even among the cultivators, there are spies planted by Beirong and bandits. How can we believe that if they revealed it in advance, we The whole army may be destroyed.”
Liu Zhirou's figure was hidden in the dark night, waiting with her hands folded, as if she was explaining to the silent Chang Siguo beside her, or as if she were talking to herself to kill boring time.
"More than two months ago, Beirong Kengguan was invaded. Such a big move was actually able to hide from the spies of the Four Deserts City. To say that there was no traitor, haha, it is really strange that the bandit-breaking army claimed to have not been broken for more than ten years. The military camp can be destroyed with just one poke, how can I trust them in the first battle, but they can't smash my sign."
Chang Siguo glanced sideways at the man in white. This is the reason why you fooled all the commanders and governors into applauding.
His face was blank, he didn't talk or participate, he just acted like a tool who followed orders.
This guy treats everyone like a living treasure, offending almost all the commanders and governors of Sihuang City and the Bandit-breaking Army at once, and making many enemies. Even if the matter is successful, I am afraid that he will not be happy in Sihuang City in the future.
How could he want to get involved in the bullshit Liu Baiyi created?
He still hadn't wiped the shit out of his own ass.
He killed many monks in Beifeng City and Qian Cui Peak. Although revenge was refreshing, it also offended many sects in Nanping. There were many sect monks in Sihuang City and the Bandit Army, and they gave him a thumbs up openly. , a lot of people secretly hate him.
Both Yi Shangyan and Shan Liwen warned him to be careful.
There was a vague sound of horse hooves trampling on the snow. Chang Siguo looked to the north. Soon, the sound of horse hooves stopped. After a while, the robed cultivator named Qi Quan, carrying a large leather jacket, made the north. A man dressed as a soldier and wearing a fur hat came running out of the dark night. Above the man's head was a night owl with bright yellow eyes flying low in the sky.
When he got close, Qi Quan put the man down and said, "This is Mr. Liu."
Liu Zhirou took a few steps closer, placed herself within the candlelight area of his snow boat, took out a silver token, waved it to the man in the leather hat, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, here is the spy."
The man's face was dark and red, and he was clearly an authentic Beirong herdsman. He only had one arm missing and his left sleeve was empty. The night owl folded its wings and landed lightly on the man's right shoulder.
The man stared at the token carefully, put his right hand on his left chest, bowed and said, "Yes."
He straightened up, took out a small copper cylinder from the left side of the leather hat, and handed it to Liu Zhirou.
Chang Siguo stepped forward to take it, checked it briefly with his "sight", and found nothing unusual about the copper tube, and then handed it over to Liu Zhirou.
Liu Zhirou turned around and got into the snow boat, pinched open the wax seal at one end of the copper tube, poured out a rolled piece of tissue paper, spread it out in her hand and looked at it carefully. After a while, she walked out of the snow boat and handed the re-wax sealed copper tube to the man. smile
"Go back and tell your boss that we will act according to our original plan. After it is completed, we will give you every benefit we promised you. This is not the first time we have cooperated with Sihuang City, so please be relieved."
The man smiled honestly and bowed again, "Thank you, Mr. Liu."
"Go ahead."
Liu Zhirou waved her hand, signaling Qi Quan to send the man out the same way, and the night owl suddenly flew into the night sky.
When the informant walked away, Liu Baiyi circled the snow boat, looking a little uncontrollably excited, and said to the other cultivators and captains who gathered around him, "The two thousand cavalrymen stationed at Bailangpo, and Six thousand young and strong herdsmen from various tribes have all headed towards Paoma Ridge. They have already set off two quarters of an hour ago. At present, there are only more than 20,000 old and weak people in the entire Bailangpo, and they are defended by a thousand strong men, and there are two cultivators. It’s said that it’s so empty that I can’t even bear it.”
He raised the secret message in his hand, and the residual light from the candle shone on his face, showing a distinctly different sense of relief.
Several people stared at Liu Baiyi, who didn't know what he was excited about, with idiotic eyes.
I'm afraid this guy is not stupid.
There are a thousand strong men from the Northern Army, all of whom are capable of conquering and fighting on horseback.
How many people do they have here?
However, there are only more than 1,500 war horses, and there are only 300 war horses. There are more than 20,000 old and weak people in Bailangpo. It is more than enough to pick two or three thousand old soldiers who can wield a bow and carry a sword.
In addition, Bailangpo is protected by an earth wall and is defended from a high position.
I don’t know how Mr. Liu can say that he is vulnerable.
I am not afraid of the cold wind in the snow field flashing my tongue.
Liu Zhirou took in everyone's reaction, coughed, and explained, "We have an internal agent on Bailang Slope. When the time comes, the patrol sentry in the south will send out a signal to help us sneak into Bailang Slope through the earth wall gate and rob the three Beirong people first. The stable, and besides, we are not the only ones who are attacking Bailangpo. Are you worried that Liu will make fun of his own life?"
Everyone suddenly realized that they were able to grab the war horses, and their combat power was immediately doubled. In addition, there were other troops and horses behind to reinforce them. This battle was unexpected and unprepared. It was indeed not difficult. They handed over their hands and said, "Sir, you have a clever plan and you can win thousands of miles away. I admire you." .”
Liu Zhirou laughed.
He spent all his energy and energy on this attack and repeated the deductions, and the hard work involved was not known to outsiders.
He called the three captains forward, took out three hand-drawn rough topographic maps of Bailangpo from his sleeves, and explained them in detail by candlelight.
The three captains took the drawings, accepted their orders, and left in a hurry with the four cultivators.
They still have to take advantage of the time to chew on their respective combat tasks and then break them down.
Liu Zhirou pressed her forehead and whispered, "When the two countries fight, they will use all possible means. It doesn't matter how many people die." Seeing that Chang Siguo didn't answer the statue, she felt bored, so she got into the cabin and hunkered down at Kanyu. Write and draw calculations on the diagram.
The cold in the wild is getting worse, and the north wind blows like a knife cutting flesh.
In the temporary camp, under the arrangement of the general, the soldiers were busy for a while, changing the position of the snow boat in the dark.
In addition to the necessary changes of sentries, they all huddled together in the snow canoe to keep warm and recuperate their energy. They were covered with coarse cloth and straw outside to keep out the cold. The war horses were gathered in more than a dozen places and were covered with cotton-padded jackets, so they could not freeze.
There were no lights or torches for illumination. Under the weak skylight, dark shadows appeared in the snow, piled here and there.
The war horse had a bamboo cage on its mouth and could not scream. It only occasionally kicked the snow impatiently and made some noise.
Time passed slowly, and twinkling stars appeared in the sky, adding a bit of light to the silent and desolate snowfield.
At two o'clock in the hour, under the greetings of their respective bosses and captains, the soldiers got off the boat and led the war horses to the front of their respective snow canoes. They fed the war horses beans, wheat bran and other refined foods, and tied the ropes to the raised copper rings on the bows of the snow canoes. superior.
Everyone ate some more dry food and meat grains, and when they were ready, it was almost three o'clock in the morning.
Chang Siguo, who was standing outside the snowshoe cabin, carefully wiped the blades on both sides of the narrow knife with two pieces of leather stained with prisoner spirit condensate and unknown venom. After sheathing the knife, he wiped several specially made copper arrows and arrows. Three ordinary bamboo arrows, and the poisonous arrows were tied to the edge corners of the arrow pot with thin ropes to avoid confusion.
Throwing away the leather, he stepped on the snow with his toes, stepped forward and knocked on the cabin door, reminding him, "Brother Liu, are you ready to go?"
Liu Zhirou raised her head and glanced at the sandpot, then waved her hands tiredly, "Let's go then."
Chang Siguo closed the cabin door, jumped on his horse and shouted, "Mr. Liu's order, set off, target Bailangpo."
Following the orders, the dozen or so cavalrymen exploring the road in front set off first. The horses behind them pulled snow boats one after another and slid on the snow. The horses stepped on the snow, making a dull running sound, which could not be heard very far in the dark night.
About five miles away from Bailangpo, the snow boat stopped again.
Teams of soldiers were divided into three groups and bent toward the dark tent.
Liu Zhirou rested for a while, regained some energy, opened the hatch and walked out. Her eyes passed over several tents clustered three miles away in front of her, looking at the White Wolf Slope higher than the ground in the distance, where there were faint lights swaying.
After waiting for a word, Liu Zhirou said softly, "Let's go, all the snow boats come forward."
He stopped taking the snow boat and walked northward in the dark.
Chang Siguo led the horse to follow him, shouting to the left and right, "Follow up!"
Not long after, all the last soldiers left in the snow boat received the order to get off the boat and lead their horses forward. There was a creaking and rustling sound in the snow.
Several dogs barked in the distance, then stopped suddenly.
When passing through the gaps between several tents, Chang Siguo smelled the strong and fresh smell of blood. When his "sight" swept away, except for the sheepfold that protected the wind and snow, there was no living person in this small tent area. With the help of weak light, he saw On the gentle slope two miles ahead, a portal opened in the long earth wall, and figures filed in one after another.
Liu Zhirou rubbed her hands together and said in a low voice, "This is it. Get on your horses and get ready to meet the brothers."
Not long after, three hundred soldiers drew their swords and cut the ropes binding the snow boats, got on their horses, and formed two square formations in the snow.
"Enemy attack"
A sharp shout broke the silence of Bailangpo, followed by the sound of gongs, fighting, clashing of weapons, and the barking of dogs. In the tent area outside Bailangpo, little lights lit up and figures ran around.
There were several "bang bang" explosions, and flames rose from the Bailangpo earth wall, illuminating the snow far and near in red.
Chang Siguo saw Liu Zhirou nodding at him, waved his hand, and shouted to the cavalry formation, "Kill in!"
The cavalry turned into a rolling torrent and rushed towards the open White Wolf Slope.
When Beirong people running high above noticed the movement in the south, they shouted warnings, waved their weapons and ran towards the earthen wall that had been opened at an unknown time down the slope, trying to close the door again to block the cavalry charging in the darkness.
Several lighted fire bottles were thrown from behind the door, and "bang bang" smashed out pieces of burning flames, burning the seven or eight unlucky guys who rushed in front, howling like ghosts and dancing.
The disheveled Beirong people behind them hurriedly retreated, not daring to rush forward for a while.
In just a moment's delay, the horses running out of speed and carrying the soldiers had already rushed up the gentle slope, over the flames that were still burning on the snow. The cavalry roared and killed with loud roars, and like wind and lingering clouds, they charged toward the top of Bailang Slope with cold light. Fiercely fighting battle groups. ,,,
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