At the same time, on the wooden wall of Dongling camp, Niu Chuang, the general of Pi, was looking into the distance. This man was a younger brother of Niu Gai. He was in his thirties, with a short beard on his chin and a rather heroic appearance. His face was a little black from the smoke.
Niu Chuang is more than seven feet tall, wearing a black cowhide armor. His body is upright, and his hands are tightly holding the handle of the ring head knife at his waist. The enemy's camp opposite was brightly lit, and countless enlisted civilians were building equipment like ants. Now all around his camp, the enemy has set up forts and watchtowers.
The enemy wanted to use this method of encroaching step by step to force him to surrender. At this time, the enemy camp was brightly lit. At this time, about two hundred steps outside his camp, several wooden platforms had been erected, and enemy craftsmen were busy assembling slings on them. This undoubtedly had a considerable psychological impact on him and his soldiers.
At this time, the sling can throw a stone as big as a bowl 240 paces, and his crossbow can only shoot a maximum of 120 paces. When the enemy's rocks fly, they will have no ability to fight back.
Naturally, Niu Chuang would not sit still and wait for death. He led his men to rush several times to destroy the enemy's catapult, but he was shot back by random arrows. Not only did they accomplish nothing, but nearly a hundred people died in vain.
Beside Niu Chuang, stood two captains. Both of these two burly men looked tired and sad. A school captain said: "General Niu, our camp has less than two days of food and grass, and we have almost run out of arrows. If the reinforcements don't come, we are afraid..."
Another captain hammered the crenellation of the wooden wall and said angrily: "If the Taishan Army in Xiling hadn't been defeated so quickly, we wouldn't have been in this situation. We can rush out and fight them to the death tomorrow. At worst, we'll all die together!"
Niu Chuang didn't complain. He turned around and looked at the soldiers in the camp, staring at the soldiers secretly collecting arrows. "Go and tell the brothers that the camp has received the news and reinforcements are on the way."
The captain knew that this was just a deception to maintain morale, but he still sighed and bowed and said: "No!"
After he left, Niu Chuang looked towards the enemy camp down the mountain and saw several groups of people filing out, heading towards his own camp.
In the firelight, he could vaguely see the enemy's equipment, all equipped with daggers and crossbows.
"Oops, get our people back quickly, they've been discovered!" Niu Chuang said hurriedly. Such unusual movements by the enemy troops were obviously discovered by the people he sent out to collect arrows.
The school captain hurriedly raised the torch and shook it desperately. When the people collecting arrows below saw it, they hurriedly stood up and bent down to run back.
"Kill!" When the enemy found out that they were about to flee back, they immediately started shouting kill. Then there was a sound of the crossbow springs crashing, and flying arrows shot out from the sky.
A brave soldier was accidentally shot in the back. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and a bunch of arrows collected in his hand fell down. Gululu rolled down the hillside.
"Xu Mao!" A young man next to the soldier couldn't help but exclaimed, and quickly supported the injured soldier Xu Mao.
Seeing that his mouth was full of blood, he looked at the young man holding him and wanted to speak, "Xu Zhong, arrow..." But as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood bubbles came out. But his finger pointed at the arrow rolling down the hillside.
The young soldier named Xu Zhong looked at the location of the arrow in Xu Mao's back and saw that the arrow had penetrated more than two inches deep into his body.
"Whoosh whoosh!" Crossbow arrows pierced the night sky and fell around them one after another. Xu Zhong picked up the soldier Xu Mao on his back, turned around and ran towards his camp.
"Shoot him to death! Quick!" The enemy's shout came from behind, and several arrows flew towards him. Xu Zhong dodged left and right to avoid many flying arrows.
He ran for more than ten steps, and suddenly he tripped and fell to the ground. It turned out that it was a burnt branch that tripped him.
At this time, two enemy soldiers had already approached. Seeing Xu Zhong fall to the ground, they pulled out their daggers and stabbed Xu Zhong in the back. Xu Zhong turned around and narrowly dodged the knife, then roared and raised his foot to kick, hitting the enemy soldier in the abdomen.
"Ah!" The man screamed and fell backwards and rolled down, but another enemy soldier seized the opportunity and stabbed Xu Zhong in the thigh.
"Bang!" An arrow shot out, hitting the enemy's throat. Xu Zhong turned his head and saw Niu Chuang holding a crossbow and yelling at him: "Come back quickly!"
Xu Zhong gritted his teeth, carried the unconscious Xu Mao and rushed towards the camp. By this time, several enemy soldiers had already surrounded him. They fired crossbows as they ran. Several soldiers were hit by arrows and fell to the ground, screaming and rolling down.
But Cao Jun's side only fired sparse bows and arrows, and most of them fell on the ground.
"Cao's army is short of arrows, Cao's army is short of arrows, go back and report to the general!" An enemy soldier shouted excitedly, and at the same time he fired the crossbow in his hand. An arrow was shot out, flying across the night sky, and hit the running Xu Zhong in the thigh!
"Hiss!" A burst of pain came from Xu Zhong's thigh, and blood flowed rapidly in an instant. He also lost his balance and fell to the ground. Xu Maopong on his back fell beside him with a sound.
The enemy succeeded with one blow, laughed wildly and stabbed again. Xu Zhong's face was pale at this time, but he still blocked Xu Mao with his body, trying to protect him.
Niu Chuang looked anxiously at the soldiers below, and wanted to use a crossbow to cover them, but when he touched the quiver beside him, he found that it was empty!
"Bang!" Niu Chuang punched the wooden wall. The soldiers behind the wooden wall lowered their heads, not daring to look at the scene of their comrades being slaughtered.
In an instant, a strong gust of wind was like a blast of thunder, causing everyone to look up hurriedly. Then they saw the head of the enemy who was raising a knife to chop Xu Zhong suddenly tilted, and a cloud of blood mist exploded from his temple. Then he fell down under Xu Zhong's surprised eyes, and his body rolled down the hillside.
Before Xu Zhong understood what was going on, the sound of breaking wind sounded in his ears one after another. With every roar of strong wind, one of the pursuing enemies fell backwards, and their bodies rolled down the hillside like puppets with their strings cut off.
Xu Zhong couldn't help but open his mouth. Before he understood what happened, a hand pressed on his shoulder, "Can you still leave?"
Xu Zhong suddenly turned around and saw the face of a strange young man. "Who are you?"
Song Xin looked at Xu Zhong and said: "Take your brother on your back and leave quickly!"
Xu Zhong nodded, pulled a sleeve and tied it on his thigh to stop the bleeding, then stood up with gritted teeth, and walked towards the camp carrying his brother Xu Mao on his back.
"Quick, shoot the arrow!"
When the enemy saw Song Xin's figure, they howled and fired arrows.
Niu Chuang saw it clearly and hurriedly shouted: "Little brother! Let's go!"
Song Xin just casually waved his sleeves, and a strong wind blew up the crossbow arrows in mid-air and landed with a clatter.
When the enemy army and Cao Jun saw this scene, they were stunned at the same time. They raised their crossbows, but they forgot to attack again and just stared blankly.
Niu Chuang saw Song Xin's great skill in the village and asked around him, "Who is this person?"
The captain beside him shook his head in confusion, "I don't know, he shouldn't be one of ours."
"He is wearing the uniform of our army, he should be one of ours." Niu Chuang took advantage of the moonlight to see Song Xin's clothing clearly, "Let them in quickly!"
Seeing how powerful Song Xin was, the enemy did not dare to pursue him any more. At this time, Cao's soldiers who quietly came out to collect arrows had already fled back to the camp. Song Xin walked into the camp, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he estimated that there were less than 800 soldiers and horses in the camp. Among them, there were two to three hundred wounded soldiers. There are still more than 100 people who are unable to fight.
Arriving in front of Niu Chuang, Song Xin cupped his hands and said, "This is Colonel Song Xin, is this General Niu Chuang?"
Niu Chuang frowned, "Song Xin?" He seemed to have heard of this name. At this time, the captain next to Niu Chuang asked: "But Song Xin, who also civilized the county in Baiya Mountain?"
"That's right." Song Xin cupped his hands slightly.
"Remember, you are Song Xin, Young Master Chong's attendant! Was he promoted to the rank of captain for meritorious service this time?" Niu Chuang slapped his head at this moment. His brother once mentioned Song Xin's background.
"How did you kill those enemies just now?" Niu Chuang laughed and asked again.
Song Xin took out a stone and handed it over, "This is it."
Niu Chuang was surprised when he saw that it was actually a round stone, "This?"
Seeing his confusion, Song Xin raised his hand and threw it, breaking the spear of a soldier more than ten feet away with a snap. The soldier was startled. He looked at the half-spear on the ground and at the broken wooden pole in his hand. He was speechless for a moment.
Niu Chuang had many rangers under his command, and they were all very skilled. How could he not see the power of this method, and he immediately looked at Song Xin with some respect.
"Captain Song is so skilled!" Niu Chuang praised him, "I wonder what Colonel Song is doing here? But to report news of reinforcements?"
"I am the reinforcement." Song Xin smiled lightly.
Niu Chuang and everyone around him suddenly exclaimed, but soon they all looked sad.
"Captain Song is not here to entertain me, is he? No matter how powerful you are, you can't help us break out of the encirclement."
"Of course I'm not alone. All my subordinates are nearby."
A school captain next to him was delighted when he heard this and asked: "There are enemy troops on all sides now. How many troops and horses do you bring?"
"Fifteen hundred."
"What?" The fire of hope that had just been ignited by everyone seemed to have been extinguished by a basin of cold water.
The corners of Niu Chuang's mouth twitched and he said, "Colonel Song, do you know how many enemy troops there are?"
Song Xin smiled and asked, "Does the general know?"
Niu Chuang's heart dropped even more when he heard this. This Song Xin was so ignorant of the art of war that he dared to come to the rescue without even knowing the strength of the enemy's army. His face darkened, and his tone towards Song Xin became a little colder.
"Little brother, if you don't know the reality of the enemy's army, how dare you say you want to rescue us?"
Seeing his change of attitude, Song Xin didn't take it seriously and continued: "The general has been dealing with the enemy for many days, so he must know the enemy's true strength. You might as well tell me so that I can know better."
Niu Chuang snorted and said to the captain next to him: "Tell Captain Song about it."
The captain under Niu Chuang had an ugly look on his face and said: "A few days ago, the enemy sent people to persuade them to surrender. They said that the enemy had six camps at the foot of the mountain with about 3,000 troops. In addition to the large camp occupying Xiling, The enemy general Zhang? There are still more than 2,000 troops there, and there are even more people scattered in watchtowers, about 8,000 in total."
Song Xin smiled and nodded, "It seems there are quite a few. Where are the people who persuaded them to surrender?"
"It's right there!" Niu Chuang said coldly, pointing to a human head hanging on a long pole not far away, "Colonel Song is very skilled and can overcome the enemy's blockade. I admire you. But your subordinates Too few, so we might as well go back during the night, otherwise the enemy’s catapult will be ready tomorrow and the artillery stones will hit us, and we won’t be able to leave.”
