The wine-making life is in full swing. Before I knew it, almost four or five days had passed since I returned from Changyang.
Other than the increase in moonshine orders, the days don't seem to be any different.
Standing in the mountain breeze, Xu Mu knew that this was just the calm before the storm. When the storm is coming, the wind always fills the building.
"Xu Lang, please stop standing. It's going to rain again."
The maid's wife, Jiang Caiwei, hurriedly took out the oil-paper umbrella and just covered Xu Mu's head. Then, a heavy rain came crashing down on the top of the umbrella.
"It's raining! Put away the clothes!" Chen Sheng beat the gong and ran back and forth along the village. Many sleeping villagers stood up in surprise, pulled the bamboo poles with their hands, and collected the clothes hanging to dry. , copied it all in his hand.
The naughty child seemed to be treading water and making a fuss, but his mother picked up the collar and grabbed him back, not forgetting to break off a small bamboo branch.
Chen Datie and the old scholar, like madmen, stood on the tower with their arms around each other and drank heavily in the rain.
Si Hu held the cleavage knife, pulled the bow dog, and introduced them endlessly.
Zhou Zun is whittling a wooden spear.
Lu Feng carried the caught little rabbit, covered his head and ran towards the house.
Xu Mu stood motionless in the rain, his eyes becoming slightly wet without realizing it. What he wants is a simple life, to live in peace and stability.
Just like the picture before my eyes, my days are peaceful and joyful.
"Xu Lang, it's raining heavily."
"know."
Xu Mu lowered his head and smiled, then squeezed Jiang Caiwei's hand.
"Follow me, no matter what grievance you have."
"No, the slave family is very happy."
The two of them stood in the rain, letting the wind and rain hit them in the outside world, motionless.
…
It also rained heavily in Hezhou today. The rain washed away the official road outside the city, but it could not wash away the bloodstains everywhere.
Zhao Qingyun was wearing tiger armor and stood coldly at the top of the city. After a while, his eyes were full of anger.
"How dare those Di dogs!"
Even if it is a rainy day, even if the official road is muddy, in front of the riddled Hezhou City, under the mist of rain and fog, tens of thousands of Di people's troops have gathered again, and the dark figures can't be seen for a while.
"Where is the Third Battalion of Xifu from the inner city?"
"General Liu said that it is raining heavily today and the soldiers are afraid of being caught by the wind and cold, so they have to rest."
"Shout!" Zhao Qingyun was furious, took out his knife, and struck it hard on the city wall.
After a moment's rest, he exhaled, turned his head, and looked at the civilian workers repairing the city wall in the rain. In less than five days, nearly a thousand of the three thousand civilians who came with the army died.
Woo——
Woohoo——
The dull and long sound of horns cut through the rain curtain and suddenly rose. The dark figures outside the city were rushing forward like a roaring tide.
The neighing horses, the clang of scimitars, and the sound of horse bows collapsing strings are getting closer and closer. The first round of rockfall has already fallen from the sky, hitting the city gates riddled with holes, causing splashes in the rain. of gravel.
Countless civilians were wailing and trying to escape under the city wall.
"No chaos! No one is allowed to run! Continue to repair the city gate!" Zhao Qingyun's face tightened, and he raised his sword and killed three or two civilians.
"If the Di people destroy the city, you will also die!"
"Defend the city!"
Boom!
More and more rocks are falling, mixed with the rain of arrows from the sky, falling crazily on the city gate. On the east side of the Wengcheng, dozens of civilians who could not run away were hit by a large pile of rockfall, and instantly turned into a rain of blood.
Some soldiers were paralyzed with fear, coughing and vomiting, howling, abandoning their halberds, and fled under the city wall.
The hastily assembled Xifu Third Battalion, with a total of 20,000 men and horses, stood tremblingly outside the camp and did not dare to climb the city for a long time.
"Dare I ask, are you the reinforcements rushing to aid Hezhou? If not, I will fly to the Military Department in the future to ask clearly!"
Zhao Qingyun stood on the top of the city in the rain and shouted at the top of his lungs. Only then did the Third Battalion of Xifu, who rushed to the rescue, take courage and grab a halberd and an iron bow, and hurriedly climbed up the city wall.
"If there are old people, widows, or prisoners in the city, please also come up to the city wall and repair the city gates!"
"Those who disobey orders will be killed immediately!"
Amidst the rain, twenty miles outside Hezhou City, leading to the inner city. There were so many people fleeing that there was no end as far as the eye could see.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way, everyone!"
The seven or eight cavalry officers roared angrily, riding on their horses, swiping the simple swords in their hands, slashing dozens of civilians blocking the road until they were covered in blood.
"Who dares to stand in the way of the Hezhou governor's car?"
After rushing out of a road, three or four luxurious carriages drove over the water and corpses and continued to drive away.
Seventy thousand Di people besieged the city, and Hezhou was dying. The originally expected reinforcements amounted to only 20,000 useless infantry.
No matter who looks at it, Hezhou is already at the end of its strength and the city is about to be destroyed.
The hole made by the officers was blocked again by dense crowds of people in less than a blink of an eye, wailing all the way.
…
Inner city, Horseshoe Lake.
In the rain, Xu Mu stood coldly, occasionally raising his head and looking at the more than thirty villagers in the rain curtain.
"First of all, use a shield!" Chen Sheng shouted angrily.
In the rain curtain, the ten people in the first row raised the wooden boards in their hands in chaotic movements.
"Que Yue Formation!"
The ten people lined up slowly backwards, forming an inner arc formation.
"Second row, horse and rifle!"
"call!"
The actions of the villagers in the second row were obviously more orderly than those in the first row, and they took out wooden guns from the gaps in the wooden shields.
"Three ranks, raise your bows!"
In the last row, more than ten people from the village began to twist their bows and arrows in the shape of projectiles.
Xu Mu raised his head and looked at the figures of more than ten people riding old horses in the rain in the distance.
"Zhou Zun, come and rush."
"Master, I know!" Zhou Zun drew a wooden stick, swung it a few times, and began to pull up the reins with one hand.
"My boss said that whoever wins this time will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver!"
"Roar!"
More than a dozen figures on old horses took advantage of the momentum of the charge, waving the wooden sticks in their hands, and rushed towards the Queyue Formation led by Chen Sheng.
Even the old horse gradually became more powerful after buffering and accelerating. Stepping through the mud, splashing waves of muddy water.
"Brother Mu, let me go, fifty taels, I only want fifty taels." Si Hu couldn't bear to see it and kept begging.
"Si Hu, watch first."
Xu Mu remained calm and motionless, his eyes flashing with brilliance.
The Queyue Formation is a classic battle between foot and cavalry. Although the conditions were not met, the fierce horse was replaced by an old horse.
"Dong, Dong's house is close." Gong Gou's only eye suddenly widened.
On the sandy ground of Horseshoe Lake, the charge momentum of more than ten old horses was getting stronger and stronger. They were less than two hundred steps away from Chen Sheng's formation.
"Block!" Chen Sheng personally picked up a wooden shield, mounted his horse, and stood in the first row.
"Three columns, flying arrows!"
Scattered wooden arrows without arrows began to be thrown at more than ten old horses.
According to Xu Mu's rules, there was only one figure on the horse. After being hit by two or three wooden arrows, he reluctantly stopped the reins and stopped midway.
"Second column, poke out!"
In the gaps between the wooden shields, more than ten long wooden spears were thrust forward quickly.
An old horse was in pain, turned around and ran back. But more old horses, under the momentum of the charge, quickly broke up the shield formation in the first row, and then rushed towards the second and third rows like wolves into the herd.
In less than a few blinks of an eye, the Queyue Formation with more than thirty people turned into a mess.
Chen Sheng sighed helplessly.
"Master, this horse is charging, unless a pit has been dug to trap the horse in advance, or it is covered with iron caltrops, otherwise it will not be able to stop it."
Xu Mu nodded silently.
Throughout the ages, in the cold weapon era, cavalry has been a powerful weapon on the battlefield.
Beidi people are good at all kinds of horse formations, which is really a headache.
