Three Kingdoms

There is no airtight wall in the world. Just like Fei Qian's every move affects the people in Guanzhong and the north, some of Yuan Shao's moves are also immediately reflected in Jizhou.

Ever since, the moldy incident of soldiers' food was like a mold that is difficult to eradicate, and it began to take root. Then, under the water of words and tongues, it was like the mildew on the corner of the wall in spring, expanding day by day, little by little. Turn black.

But for Yuan Shao, he couldn't think about these things for the time being, and even if he thought about it, he had no time to think about it. He was now eager to lead his troops and try to bulldoze Cao's army's camp before Cao Cao returned to the front line.

In any era of cold weapons, attacking a heavily guarded camp or city is a devastating thing. Every charge means the consumption of flesh and blood. The attacker will not be allowed to breathe for a while until the opponent is tired or the long-range weapons are used up.

Each wave of attacking Yuan Jun soldiers was like a gangster in Counter-Strike who swaggered into the middle gate of the opponent's base and then saw in shock that all the opponent's soldiers were squatting in the pit, facing countless arrows raining down. , even if you are wearing a shield and armor, there will inevitably be some negligence or bad luck when throwing the twenty-sided dice...

The cold light of the weapons was like piercing the eyes, and the blood everywhere was like a purple-black carpet. The burning equipment evaporated flames and black smoke, covering the sky above the battlefield.

The fierce battle between Yuan Jun and Cao Jun started in the morning and continued until the afternoon.

From the front of the camp, it has been extended to the flanks of the camp.

Cao Cao arranged Wuhua Camp, which was formed based on the terrain. The main camp of the Chinese army was guarded by small camps on the front, rear and left. Yuan Shao sent three teams of troops at the same time to attack the main camp of the Chinese army and the left and right front camps respectively. Then there were The soldiers and horses on the flanks are guarding to avoid being flanked by the soldiers of Cao Cao's two rear camps. Of course, the most important force is still on Cao Cao's central camp. Well, even if we can't attack, we should leave the front camps on the left and right without any time to take care of them.

The arrows from both sides flew through the sky, pierced the armor, and penetrated into the body. Cursing, crying, and shouting became one. Everyone on the battle line seemed to be shouting, as if at this moment If you don't shout out, you will never have the chance to shout again.

The comrades who were encouraging each other and relying on each other one moment fell down screaming and gushing blood the next moment. Cao Jun on the wall of the village was hit by arrows from time to time and fell down like a sack filled with soil. Some of the soldiers of the Yuan Army under the wall were injured by arrows, some were knocked down by rolling rocks and trees, and some even had boiling water and boiling oil poured on them. When they fell from the ladder, they were all covered in blood. In an instant, they were covered in blood. The skin with bulging blood blisters was like thin tissue, and it would burst open with just a slight scratch. Like a skinned wild dog, it would roll down in front of the blood-stained formation.

Cao Jun's camp even used long wooden poles to hold some lit hay fireballs, and threw them directly on the array of Yuan Jun who had no time to avoid them. Then the hay fireballs scattered, attracting a row or even a piece of Yuan Jun. A large or small fire is lit...

Those who died directly after being hit by swords and guns were considered lucky. Those soldiers who were injured in their hands, feet or other parts, or burned by boiling oil, had a more painful and lengthy death waiting for them.

There were various wounds, and some were even pricked by bone spurs broken by his comrades from the skin and flesh. The flesh and blood almost covered the wall of the village with a layer of sticky mud, and even people scratching on it felt a little sticky. slippery.

The battle raged on every inch of the wall. From time to time, some Yuan soldiers climbed up the wall and stood on it. However, these Yuan Army's first troops were quickly cut into pieces by the swarming Cao Army. The rest rushed down.

Fighting like a Shura field, almost exactly the same situation, was staged again and again on the wall of Cao Jun's camp. If you look far away, you can see that the two sides are like ants, fighting for it. Several lairs were fighting, and a long line of people surged up, then fell down, surged up again, and then retreated again. Every collision splashed blood all over the sky.

No matter the conspiracy or conspiracy, they have no specific effect at this moment. Everything has turned into the simplest consumption of human life. Whoever can't hold on longer will be the loser. All the struggles and strategies behind the scenes are intended to reduce the opponent's strength as much as possible before the battle, but when the battle actually comes, there is often only the most barbaric balance of power left.

Although it is said that Cao Jun occupied the camp and occupied a certain geographical advantage, under Yuan Shao's attack, Cao Jun's camp was like a rock that could be submerged at any time in the violent waves of the blood sea. It was washed up by Yuan Jun like a tide. Despite the defense One side had a huge advantage, but the momentum of Yuan Jun's attack also made Cao Jun's soldiers frightened.

Cao Ren led his elite soldiers to resist Yuan Jun's life-threatening attack on the front line, constantly walking on the wall, either annihilating or repelling Yuan Jun who rushed up the wall, and just a dozen meters away At the gate of the village wall outside, Yuan Jun was carrying huge trees and banging against the gate. Even though the gate was blocked by baggage trucks loaded with heavy stones and sand, the trembling sensation coming from under his feet from time to time was still disturbing. It touched the heartstrings of all Cao Jun, as if they would be torn off in the next moment.

At such a moment, it is a huge test for the psychology of the soldiers on both sides.

Cowardice, flight, and avoidance of harm are human instincts, but only when a person is in a group can he have crazy courage and ignore the harm of flesh and blood. Between the attack and defense of a body, the willpower of a soldier will change. It is the key point of the final victory.

In this aspect, Yuan Shao seems to have the upper hand. After all, Yuan Shao is on the front line in person, and Cao Cao is still on the way back.

Yuan Shao also knew that the news of the defeat of his side army was the belief that Cao Cao insisted on, so he could not wait until Cao Cao returned with the momentum of victory before attacking. He could only take advantage of Cao Cao's large turning radius and not yet correct his posture. At this time, only by defeating Cao Jun's camp can the rising morale of Cao Jun's soldiers be offset or even suppressed.

For Yuan Jun's attack, Cao Jun had of course been prepared for a long time, and the resistance was naturally extremely tenacious. Whether it was boiling water or oil, falling rocks and trees, or arrows and spears, etc., they all had a lot of reserves, so they responded immediately. Yuan Jun suffered heavy damage. No matter which direction he attacked, Yuan Jun would be attacked from all sides. Even if his troops were well-equipped and well-trained, it was impossible to completely avoid damage under such circumstances. Therefore, Yuan Jun's The damage sustained was also huge.

However, as time went by, the number of casualties caused by Cao Jun's fatigue continued to rise. In front of Cao Jun's camp, the wounded and dead who were carried down like running water lay together. The famous military doctor of traditional Chinese medicine was so busy that he shouted hoarsely from time to time: "Carry this over! It's hopeless! Hurry! Next one!"

The camp doctor who learned from the hussar general Fei Qian was like the last placebo in Cao Jun's mind. Of course, the efficacy of such a placebo was basically a matter of opinion.

At least it's better than nothing, right?

Cao Pi was protected by several guards not far from the treatment field. His mind was in chaos. He didn't understand why his father wanted him to come to such a tragic battlefield, and he didn't understand why he couldn't stay here. The stable and safe Xu County is waiting for the final victory or defeat...

Everything on the battlefield made Cao Pi frightened, upset, and distracted. Everything on the battlefield strongly stimulated Cao Pi's nerves. After all, even though people in the Han Dynasty were more precocious, Cao Pi was still a child in his early ten years. Seeing all this, he just felt a buzzing in his eardrums, and his eyes were filled with blood, fishy smell, and burnt smell. The stench and all kinds of smells were stuffed into the mouth and nose together, as if there was a transparent and grinning monster in the air, constantly pouring all the horrible sights and smells into his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Cao Pi closed his eyes and turned his head away.

If Cao Cao hadn't told him in advance, once Yuan Jun attacked, Cao Pi would have to stand here. Cao Pi would rather stay in the tent!

"Open your eyes!" Dian Wei roared from the side, which made Cao Pi's eardrums and scalp numb. "Open your eyes and look! This is Sikong's order!"

My father's orders?

Cao Pi turned his head and looked at Dian Wei.

Dian Wei chuckled, with a stern face, but a hint of honesty, "That's right, Sikong specifically told a certain person before he left... Master, please rest assured, but with a certain breath around, no one will hurt you." Young Master!"

Cao Pi forced a smile, nodded and said, "Thank you, Captain Dian..." Yes, you may be able to do it, but if the camp is really breached and the Yuan army pours in like a tide, how long can you hold on? Will I die after you die?

The battle was extremely cruel.

Cao Pi struggled against the urge to shrink his neck and turn his head, straightened his back, straightened his face, and looked ahead. Although his hands and feet couldn't help but tremble slightly, from a distance, he still looked the same.

Suddenly, Cao Pi somewhat understood his father Cao Cao's intentions.

Cao Ang died in an unknown manner. Although the funeral had not yet been announced, this matter could not be hidden from the common people of Xu County, not from those at higher levels, and Cao Pi naturally knew about it.

After Cao Ang died, Cao Pi was considered older...

The responsibility that originally belonged to Cao Ang fell on Cao Pi. He stood here, just like Cao Ang represented Cao Cao back then, standing on the front line of the battlefield, telling all the soldiers of the Cao family to share the same robe and fight with him!

But, father, I'm afraid...

Brother, I am really, really scared...

…Here is the dividing line without emotion…

On the contrary, Yuan Shang in Yuan Jun's camp was far away from these bloody scenes, and even felt a little leisurely and at ease.

There was a bronze incense burner placed in the corner of the tent. Some sandalwood was lit in the incense burner, and slowly steamed up along the patterns and gaps between the Xuanwu statues on the top of the incense burner, as if Xuanwu was about to soar into the clouds.

"I'm thirsty..." Yuan Shang put down the letter in his hand and asked calmly, "Is there any honey water?"

"Reporting to the young master, no... no more..." the attendant replied hesitantly.

Yuan Shang said "Oh" and immediately reacted, "Why is it gone? Didn't there be more than half a jar of honey yesterday? Why is it gone today?"

The attendant reported: "Young master, I don't know... My lord has ordered to mobilize supplies in the camp to supply the soldiers for today's battle. This honey is also..."

"That's right..." Yuan Shang was stunned for a moment and nodded, "That's right. The frontline soldiers work hard. It should be, it should be..."

The attendant hesitated for a moment and said: "Master, if you want me to, would you like me to go to the back camp and search for something...most likely there is still some..."

Yuan Shao frowned, tilted his head, thought again and again, finally swallowed, shook his head and said: "Forget it, there's no need to go to such trouble... just boil some hot soup..."

The attendant agreed, then retreated to boil the water.

Yuan Shang picked up the slip again and read a few sections. He felt a little restless and couldn't sit still, so he stood up, walked out of the tent, looked around, saw Diao Dou towering, and wanted to climb up. Go up, but the railings and pedals of this Diao Dou are made of thick wood. The bark and branches have not been cleaned, let alone the wood thorns. Yuan Shang hesitated for a moment, then turned to call the guard beside him: " Go up and take a look and see how the battle is going?"

The camps of Yuan Jun and Cao Jun are more than ten miles apart. Although the weather today is good, with no strong wind, no rain, clear and dry, it is still difficult to see the specific situation more than ten miles away with the naked eye, even if it is a skillful fight. , so not long after the guard went up, he came down and said: "Reporting to the young master, it seems that they are still fighting..."

"It's almost been a whole day of fighting..." Yuan Shang couldn't help but say, "The fight hasn't ended yet?"

The guard was too embarrassed to answer.

"Is this Cao Jun camp so difficult to attack?" Yuan Shang said with a frown.

"Reporting to the young master, this is also a common thing... The camp is relatively short-lived. If it is an attack on a city, it can last for several months, half a year and a year..."

Yuan Shang nodded, "Well, I always thought that the rhetoric in the military book was exaggerated, but now it seems that it is true... By the way, does the general have any words about when he will withdraw his troops?"

The guard said: "I just saw that the back camp sent out preserved meat and cold-proof things... I guess we are going to attack all night..." Attacking the camp itself will cause the attacker to suffer a loss, so how can it be possible to retreat easily and let the opponent eliminate it? Fatigue? Therefore, overnight attacks have become a method.

"..." Yuan Shang thought for a moment, "Come here, take a piece of fox fur cloak from someone and send it to the front line for the general! Although the spring is warm today, it is still cold at night. In addition, make some ginger soup. Take it with you..."

"Young master is so pure and filial, and the lord will be happy if he knows it!" The guard bowed his hands in agreement, and then praised.

Yuan Shang waved his hand and said: "I am just trying my best... the general is the one who really works hard..."

The sky gradually dimmed. Yuan Shang walked around his tent again, then ate his dinner, read the letters for a while, silently bowed to the ground with his hands together, and after saying some words of blessing to his father Yuan Shao, he climbed up. Got on the bed and went to sleep with peace of mind...