In the cold and dim valley, the cold wind blows on the body and penetrates into the bones of people. The sun has completely set, and the sunset on the horizon is only a touch of red clouds that are gradually retreating. The snow on the mountains in the distance is glowing. The soft orange light is edged with gold.
Nearly a thousand thieves were divided into several groups and stood together.
Zhang Sheng looked at this group of ragged men in the cold wind and said in a deep voice, "Brothers, you know, all the grain we have has just gone into everyone's belly. From now on, none of us will Grains are stored in grains, but I know that there is grain in Liushiwu Fort outside the mountain. There are warehouses full of grains and thousands of stones of millet. Whether you drink wind or eat tomorrow depends entirely on tonight's battle."
Having said this, Zhang Sheng stopped talking, glanced at the crowd, and continued: "The King of Chu led the Chu army across the Yellow River, fought with the Qin army nine times, and defeated the Qin army. Today, the situation forces me to lead the Chu army across the Yellow River. As we attack Wubao for our belly and our lives, I hope you can show your manly courage and follow me and learn from the Chu army to fight to the death and break the fort to get food."
After Zhang Sheng finished speaking, the valley became quiet. Looking at the numb expressions of the bandits, Zhang Sheng felt a little depressed. These people used to be honest farmers. They made the emperors, officers and soldiers, nobles and landlords Having been enslaved for too long, fear and cowardice have been engraved in their bones. The reason why they were able to rebel with Zhang Jiao was just to get a chance to eat.
At this moment, although they were faced with a life-and-death decision, it seemed that until the last moment before they starved to death, they were still holding on to some luck, always hoping that others would help to capture Wubao so that they could share some of the soup to survive.
That's all, just think that you've wasted a long time talking in vain.
"Fight to the death and break the fort to get food!" When Zhang Sheng was feeling depressed, a timid response came from behind him.
Stone!
Zhang Sheng turned around and looked back, seeing that it was the same stone that he had climbed out of the pile of dead people after going through hardships. He felt very relieved and cast an approving look at this thin companion who was not yet fifteen years old.
"Fight to the death, break the fortress and get food!" Shitou was encouraged by Zhang Sheng, waved his fist again, and shouted, his voice was much louder than before.
"Fight to the death and break the fort to get food!" Zhang Sheng responded with a powerful fist wave.
"Fight to the death and break the fort to get food!"
Under the leadership of Shitou and Zhang Sheng, a look of excitement gradually appeared on the bandit's face, and the shouts finally resounded throughout the valley, echoing endlessly.
The pre-war mobilization was barely successful!
Pressing down his hands, he stopped shouting. Zhang Sheng walked to Yang Mazi at the front and solemnly explained a few words. Yang Mazi led two hundred people to carry the city climbing ladder, a simple charging cart, and unlit torches. Out of the valley.
The bandits left in groups, and in the end, only the old, weak, sick, and disabled were left under Shitou's temporary care, the fifty warriors led by Yu Zhong, the thirty archers led by Uncle Fu, and the hundreds of men led by Uncle Shan. thieves.
"Shitou, you did a good job today, come on." Zhang Sheng praised this spiritual partner without hesitation.
"Hey, Brother Sheng, I, I just want to help you." Shi Shi, whose lips were trembling from the cold, responded with excitement on his childish face.
"Okay, I'll leave these people to you. You organize people to move them all to the main valley." Zhang Sheng said, pointing to the old, weak, sick and disabled.
Wounded soldiers are a valuable asset because they have already had the experience of facing life and death. Once they survive, the next time they face a life-and-death battle, their chances of winning will be even greater. Besides, it is a living life after all, and Zhang Sheng, a time traveler, cannot completely ignore these lives and let them fend for themselves.
Of course, thieves also have to consider their sense of identity and belonging.
If you want to gain a foothold in this era, the human factor is the most important. Liu Paopao has gained such a reputation for benevolence and righteousness because he can cry, so many innocent people are willing to die for him; Old thief Cao went out barefoot to greet a The greedy Xu You and Xu Ziyuan left a reputation as polite and virtuous corporals who were eager for talents; Sun Zhongmou also had many methods for treating talents; therefore, Zhang Sheng must not chill the hearts of thieves if he wants to gain a foothold in this troubled world.
"Ah, this, this, Brother Sheng, this..." Shitou heard the task assigned to him by Zhang Sheng, looked at a group of wounded soldiers, and immediately felt a little dizzy.
There are still more than ten miles of mountain roads from this temporary camp to the main valley. It is still a bit troublesome to move dozens of wounded soldiers, which makes him a little worried.
"Ah what? Weren't you clamoring for help just now? Go ahead and discuss it with the old people, they will find a way." Zhang Sheng said, pointing to some old and weak people who were eliminated from the team.
A combat team should look like a combat team. Zhang Sheng wants to take the route of elite soldiers in the future. When selecting people, a group of old and weak people have been eliminated from the combat team. In the future, these people can only do some hard work for the valley. Unless absolutely necessary, they will no longer participate in the battle.
Shitou left with a grimace...
Night had already fallen, and Zhang Sheng and others standing at the entrance of the valley looked in the direction of Liu's Wubao from a distance. In the boundless night, wherever they looked, a large ball of fire and the stars on the side lit up. The outline of Liu's Wubao was revealed in the dark night. Yang Mazi and Zeng Niu's "siege of the fort" battle had begun for some time. It was time for them to take action.
"Azhong, go get the people up and let's set off." Zhang Sheng ordered Yu Zhong.
"I know, brother." Yu Zhong agreed and turned back to the valley. After a while, more than two hundred people who were resting in the cave just now arrived at the entrance of the valley.
Dozens of torches were lit one after another, winding from the mouth of the valley to Liu's Wubao.
The fire under Wubao became more and more intense, and the shouts of killing could be heard. When everyone was more than a mile away from Wubao, Uncle Shan began to whisper the names of people one by one. The people whose names were called In response to the call, they came out, taking a group or ten people with them, and hid in the darkness on the roadside.
The shouts of killing could be clearly heard, and when the figures could be distinguished, only fifty warriors led by Yu Zhong and more than thirty archers led by Uncle Fu were left around Zhang Sheng. The hundred men led by Uncle Shan had disappeared. All traces disappeared into the darkness.
The south entrance of Liu's Wubao has turned into a red field.
Zeng Niu led two hundred people and lit a raging fire at the gate of Wubao. The bandits carried crude wooden shields and pushed transport trucks converted from simple crash carts to continuously tear down nearby thatched houses. of firewood added to the fire.
"water……"
"Send extra hands to draw water..."
"Quick, get water quickly..."
The figures on the fort wall were shaking endlessly, buckets of water were pouring from top to bottom, and the calls from inside the fort could be clearly heard. Outside the fort, there was a race to put out the fire and add firewood, which was barely sustainable. With a balance between the wet firewood and the fire, the thick smoke rushed out to the northwest along the fort wall under the influence of the night wind, blocking many sight lines.
Standing outside the bow and arrow range of Wubao, Zhang Sheng silently looked at the bandit leader Zeng Niu for a while and said: "Come on, Chief Zeng, you are doing a good job. If you persist until the ugly moment, your mission will be completed. Tell me Brothers, try to avoid being pecked by bows and arrows." The situation at the gate of the fort was much better than planned, and he did not hesitate to praise him. At the same time, he implemented the previously promised garrison commander in advance.
"Don't worry, Zhang Shuai, I promise to complete the task." Zeng Niu received Zhang Sheng's praise and quickly expressed his determination. At the same time, when he heard the words "Zeng Tun Chang", he felt relieved.
The plan for the south gate has been implemented, and everyone turned to the west wall.
Compared to Zeng Niu's relaxation, Yang Mazi's life was much more difficult. At this moment, he was staring at the fortress wall with red eyes, and his pockmarked face was so dark that water could drip from it.
Two hundred people, each in a team of twenty, carried the siege ladder, and under the cover of night and smoke, shouting and killing, they rushed to the fort wall from time to time and made efforts to attack the fort. This was their task.
The bandits below the city were shouting to kill, and two or three teams were able to attack the fort at the same time. Although they were covered by night and smoke, the bandits lost a lot of men when they charged the fort. The defensive servants were not fools. They discovered that the torches in the hands of the bandits were their targets. As long as the thieves were carrying ladders to attack the fort, they could just shoot at the torches. When a round of arrows came down, they could always knock over several enemies. people.
Zhang Sheng frowned when he saw this scene. He was careless. He was really careless. He did not expect that in this dark night, the torch in the hands of the bandit would become a burden and point the direction for his opponent.
Adjustment must be made!
Otherwise, if we continue this way, Yang Mazi's men will be completely lost before midnight.
"Brother, you can put out the torches and rush blindly. Moreover, they don't have to rush too close every time. Anyway, their purpose is just to send us to the foot of the fort." Yu Zhong looked at Zhang Sheng, who was frowning, and proposed. My own opinion.
Blind rush? Just rush blindly!
Zhang Sheng looked at his companion, then at Uncle Fu and the more than eighty men behind him, gritted his teeth and nodded.
"Uncle Fu, Ah Zhong, remember, when you get under the fort wall, you must hide yourself. After we evacuate, try not to make any noise. If it is really impossible, you can give up. We will find other ways to break the fort." Too late." Zhang Sheng held their hands and continued to explain.
Uncle Yu Zhongfu nodded.
"Find a place to change into and get ready to start." Zhang Sheng waved to a thief behind him, and the thief came over with the only set of armor in the valley and handed it to Yu Zhong.
"Brother, haha, I'll change in the team so they can't find it. You have to take care of yourself." Yu Zhong hugged A and said goodbye.
"A Sheng, wait for our good news." Sun Fu, a dark-faced man, showed some confidence.
The two of them led dozens of people into Yang Mazi's team.
"Old Yang, I'm sorry, I have to make you suffer a little, be insulted and whipped a few times." When Yi Zhong and Sun Fu were in place, Zhang Sheng greeted Yang Mazi beside him.
"Come on, Zhang Shuai, as long as you can break the fort, you can stab me with a knife." Yang Mazi gritted his teeth as he spoke. Among the people who were injured in front of him, there were a few people he had good relationships with. He was feeling uncomfortable at this time.
"Idiot, it took so long for you to conquer the fort and you hurt so many brothers. Don't you know how to put out the torch? I'll beat you to death for making you stupid as..."
"Xiao Shuai, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Given a few more chances, I will definitely board the fort..."
Yang Mazi's screams, mixed with Zhang Sheng's curses and whips, echoed outside the west wall of Wubao in the night sky...
