The south bank of Zhang River is the land of white sand.
Hundreds of Jin army sergeants were holding shovels tightly and building embankments to intercept the eastward flow of Zhangshui River. They faced the loess and were working enthusiastically while shouting slogans.
"Speed up the progress! Give me water before sunset today, but don't block the flow. The general has ordered us to hide our whereabouts after the dam construction is completed, so we will lie in ambush here and wait for orders." The man who commanded the sergeants to dig the soil was Xu Zongwen promoted Xu Wen, the new leader of the building.
Yesterday, several groups of people left Fuhu Mountain to lure the enemy near Yecheng. Xu Zongwen gave him a mysterious task, which was to build a dam thirty miles west of Fuhu Mountain to intercept the Zhang River and store water for later use.
Xu Wen did not dare to neglect, so he led his people to the Baisha section of Zhangshui overnight, chose a slow-moving water bank where the heavy water changed its direction, and started immediately.
The sergeants under Xu Wen got two small boats from nowhere. The sergeants cut down some thick cypress trees and set them up in the water, and filled the boats with loess and stones. Then two small boats loaded with mud and rocks were pushed into the Zhangshui River, and then filled with sand. The Zhangshui River was quickly blocked, leaving only a big hole. The project was about to be successful.
"Okay, bring all the dry food for the horses and go up the mountain!" Xu Wen greeted, and all the sergeants promised in unison, and soon the hundred-man team building the Zhangshui Dam hid in the nearby mountains and took cover.
Fuhu Mountain, on Jiangjun Ridge.
Xu Zongwen took a piece of weed, broke the root, pulled out the core and started sucking it.
On the side, Xi Jian, who had not had a sound sleep in several days, had fallen asleep for a long time. His snoring was deafening. The soldiers nearby looked disgusted. However, they saw that Xu Zongwen turned a deaf ear to Xi Jian's snoring, so they had nothing to complain about.
After lying down for a long time, Xu Zongwen got tired. He spit out the chewed weed roots in his mouth with a sigh, turned over and asked Zhang San: "Why is there no news about the troops sent out?"
Zhang San looked towards the valley, lowered his head and replied: "General, my fourth brother has been following the general for a long time, so he should not miss. What's more, it's just to lure the enemy. Just pretend to retreat. Maybe the Yan army has already It’s coming!”
The groups of troops Xu Zongwen sent to lure the enemy were handed over to Zhang Si's command. There was no movement for two whole days. Seeing that the grain reserves carried by the sergeants were getting less and less, Xu Zongwen became a little anxious.
But two days is indeed a bit short, so let’s wait and see!
Xu Zongwen prayed with a sense of luck that Zhang Si could lead the enemy to Fuhu Mountain. He ambush men and horses on the north and south sides of Jiangjun Ridge, prepared rolling logs and rocks for the Yan army, and waited for the Yan army to enter the valley. The ambush set by the army will take effect immediately!
At that time, the Jin army's cavalry ambushing at the foot of the East and West Mountains will quickly attack, intercept the Yan army and block the valley!
Fuhu Mountain is only a hundred miles away from Yecheng. The land of white sand is seventy miles east of Yecheng. There should be Yan army scouts everywhere.
If Yanshi's army is surrounded by a large force, Xu Zongwen can open the floodgates and release the water, just like the time when Han Xin blocked the upper reaches of the Weihe River and took advantage of Long Qie's 200,000 troops to cross the river. A flood flooded the Chu army and made them confused. , covered up the killing, defeated two hundred thousand Chu troops, fell into disgrace, and fled in panic!
On the contrary, it was a small force of the Yan Army that invaded. Xu Zongwen greeted these guests from afar at Fuhu Mountain and sent them to the Western Paradise to live happily!
"I hope so!" Xu Zongwen lay down with his head resting on Zhang San's bundle in the weeds, closed his eyes and rested.
Ten miles south of Fuhu Mountain, dust was flying, and dozens of Jin army sergeants galloped over. The leader, Zhang Si, had messy hair in front of his forehead and a look of anxiety on his face. The Yan army behind him followed closely, and the Jin army The sergeants didn't even want their flags and military banners, they were scattered all over the ground.
"咻咻咻..." The Yan army was skillful with bows and horses, all wearing leather armor. They bent their bows and fired arrows at the Jin army cavalry squad who were escaping in a panic. Several Jin army knights who were behind were unfortunately hit and were killed by the Yan army. He was hit in the back by an arrow, fell off his horse, and was trampled alive by the horse's hooves to death!
Zhang Si glanced back a few times and watched helplessly as his brother was trampled into a pulp by the Yan army. He couldn't bear it but couldn't act on impulse. The military orders were like mountains. He held back his breath and led the remaining sergeants towards Fuhu Mountain. The horse galloped away in the direction of the valley.
"Drive, drive, drive!"
Zhang Si's eyes were red and his face was pale. He gritted his teeth and cursed viciously: "Damn Yangou, you will feel better after a while!"
Not long after, after sacrificing more than a dozen brothers one after another, Zhang San finally lured hundreds of Yan troops to Fuhu Mountain.
At the same time, the other teams also lured the Yan army and horses here. These were the 5,000 men of Murong Lin, the sixth man sent by Murong Chui to exterminate Xu Zongwen.
"I wonder where you two-legged sheep are going?" Murong Lin smiled evilly and commanded five thousand Yan troops to outflank them, trying to annihilate the hundreds of troops led by Zhang San.
Zhang Si sneered in his heart, and without saying a word, he led the Jin army sergeants into the valley. Now the Yan army naturally pursued him, and even Murong Lin personally led the attack.
A large number of people and horses were dispatched, and Xu Zongwen was alarmed by the sound of horse hooves that shook the mountains and forests.
"Here we come!" Xu Zongwen turned over and put both hands in front of his forehead, using them as human telescopes to carefully observe the details in the valley.
The Jin troops who were ambushing in the north and south of Jiangjun Ridge had been waiting for a long time, with their swords unsheathed and arrows cocked, eager to try.
A large number of boulders were slowly pushed forward, and ropes trapped the boulders on the cliff. The Jin army's crossbowmen, covered by vegetation, concentrated on observing the distance of the Yan army down the valley, holding leaves in their mouths to predict the wind direction at any time. .
"You, my boy, are good at using the Wanjun Divine Crossbow. How many steps do you think you can shoot with this continuous crossbow?" Xu Zongwen stood up and walked to the nearest crossbow camp. He patted a veteran on the shoulder and asked with a smile.
The veteran was a little flattered. He calmed down, squinted his eyes, and carefully estimated the distance with a repeating crossbow in his hand. He glanced at Xu Zongwen and said, "General, I am half sure that it will be within three hundred steps. If it is two hundred steps, my subordinates can be eighty or ninety percent sure." grasp!"
"What if it's a hundred steps?" Xu Zongwen looked at the Yan army in the valley who was about to enter the ambush circle, and asked without looking back.
The veteran patted his chest and promised: "If it takes a hundred steps, my subordinate will definitely hit it!"
"Okay!" Xu Zongwen pointed to the flag of the Yan army in the valley and said, "Shoot that flagpole for me. You will have done a great job in this battle! I will reward you with a jewel and promote you to the hundred of the crossbow camp." Captain!"
Centurion!
A soldier can jump so many levels in one go and become a centurion!
The surrounding sergeants looked at the veteran with envy. The veteran nodded vigorously: "General, don't worry, my subordinates will definitely shoot down Yan Jun's flag!"
Xu Zongwen patted the veteran's back twice happily, said a few words of encouragement and left.
"Old Li Tou, you are lucky!"
"That is, if you can be appreciated by the general, your future will be unlimited!"
"How about Lao Li Tou's skill with a crossbow? Even the general has taken a liking to him."
Several sergeants from the crossbow camp crawled over carefully to compliment the veteran named Li. Old Li's face remained unchanged, his heart did not beat, he stroked the repeating crossbow in his hand, squinted his eyes and leaned forward again...
