The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 28 Difficulties
The mountain wind of Taihang Mountain carries a cold chill, whizzing through the layers of mountain forests, passing through the lonely Jingxing, and the leaves are fluttering in the air with the wind.

The sound of this sound of war drums echoed from time to time in Jingxing Pass.

The gate on the west side was slowly opened, and a team of sergeants in Han army uniforms and yellow scarves tied their arms drove the cattle and horses out of Jingxing Pass slowly.

This Han army is indeed Xu An and his party, who have all changed into Han army uniforms. The food, grass and weapons in Jingxing Pass are too much for Xu An and others.

Even if the cattle and horses and other livestock in the entire Jingxing Pass were found, and even the war horses were used, it was still not enough.

And then... the Yellow Turban Army, an old miser, started a series of salacious operations.

Xu An couldn't help laughing bitterly when he saw the yellow angels around him, not to mention the various cattle and horses they drove away, the clothes on his body seemed too bloated.

He was covered in iron armor, and then he put a ring-shaped sword on his waist, a curved shield on his back, a long halberd in his other hand, and a halberd on his shoulder, and a number on the other side of his waist. A dry food bag.

They even took all the hundred longbows left in the Jingxingguan arsenal, and the two hundred people also brought a pot of arrows each by the way, and they all weighed a few dozen pounds.

Gong Du, this idiot, was burly after all, but he not only wore an iron armor, but also added a layer of leather armor inside, just like a brown bear.

The shield was not on his back, but he carried the big iron halberd of Ji He, the guard at Jingxing Pass, on his shoulders, and Liu Pi naturally scolded him as a barbarian.

But Liu Pi didn't do much better. He himself carried three ring-head knives on his waist, a bucket of feather arrows hanging on the other side, a halberd in the style of the Han army, and a Han bow on his back. .

But even so, a lot of baggage was left in Jingxing Pass.

Originally, Xu An was worried that it would seriously affect his physical strength and the speed of the march and wanted to stop it, but Liu Pi and Gong Du, two miser, gave Xu An a reassuring look at the same time.

And now Xu An really couldn't help smacking his tongue in secret.

During the Warring States Period, the criteria for the selection of military soldiers in Wei State were that the soldiers put on heavy armor and iron helmets, could fire twelve-stone crossbows, carry fifty crossbows on their backs, hold a long ge or iron halberd, a belt and a sharp sword, and carry three Days of war food and grass, marching more than a hundred miles in half a day.

Because of such physical strength, Wei Wu died in the southern and northern wars, and achieved the extraordinary feat of "seventy-two battles, sixty-four victories, and the rest are resolved (no winner or loser)".

Although these yellow angels do not have the terrifying physical strength of Wei Wuzu, nor can they fire a twelve-stone crossbow and travel more than [-] miles in half a day, their weight is not much different from that of Wuzu. After traveling for more than [-] miles, I stepped into the mountainous area around Lutai Mountain.

Liu Pi felt that Xu An was a little too cautious, because the cattle and horses, the livestock that carried or dragged their luggage, had all their hooves tied up with cloth pieces and strips of cloth in their mouths.

Xu An was worried that the ox and horse would make a sound, which would arouse the vigilance of the bandits on Lutai Mountain.

The sky is getting darker, the sunset glow on the horizon has already appeared a dull blood light, and the darkness is quietly invading the earth.

There is only one road from Jingxing Pass to Lutai Mountain, but the road is quite wide.

At least the road to the Lutai Mountain Bandit's outpost is still so wide.

The outpost of the Lutai Mountain thieves is very simple. A simple arrow tower built of wood, including the top cover, is only four meters high. The road is blocked by a simple block of wood tied up at the intersection.

Three or four thieves in common clothes sat or stood aside to chat, only one person in leather armor sat beside a log cabin drinking hot soup.

There were only six people in the entire outpost. In a thick bush not far from the outpost, two pairs of black eyes leaked out. It was the Yellow Turban scout who went to investigate first.

Although these scouts are not as well-trained as the Han army scouts, they are still more than enough to deal with a group of bandits who obviously have no military literacy.

Several torches beside the sentry tower were lit. At this time, a man in leather armor appeared on the road to the mountain, and he slowly walked down with five bandits in commoner clothes.

These people seem to be the thieves who came to replace the guards of the previous sentry tower. Four of them are holding different weapons, and one person is holding a short bow.

The two scouts of the Yellow Turban Army had a panoramic view of all of them, observed them for a while, and then hid in the night again.

After the two Yellow Turban scouts quietly retreated from the bushes, they walked a few hundred meters, found the warhorse tied to the shelter, and exited the range of the Lutai Mountain bandits.

In a valley near Lutai Mountain, dozens of military tents were built. There was no stove in the camp. The soldiers around the tent were eating the unbearable dry food in the bag with water.

Dozens of sergeants dressed as Han troops around the camp were watching the surrounding mountains and forests on alert, when suddenly there was a sound in one of the woods.

A sergeant dressed as a Han army, slowly raised his right hand and pointed to the place where the movement was heard. Several sergeants behind him put their hands on the knives around their waists, and two sergeants holding Han bows touched them. Quiver at the waist.

The people in the camp also noticed the movement here, and three people dressed as Han army generals walked out from a large tent.

"Good luck in the world."

There was a sudden cry in the forest, and the tense atmosphere around the camp disappeared in an instant.

This group of Han army costumes is exactly Xu An and his party who have been on the road for a day.

"What's the situation, Ma Zhong?"

The Han army led a man dressed up and stepped forward, punched one of the sergeants who came out of the woods on the shoulder and asked.

"There are only six people guarding the outpost. This group of thieves really don't look like thieves, but rather like peasants in the ground." Ma Zhong rubbed his shoulders and muttered.

While talking, Xu An came over and asked, "Have you seen any other outposts?"

When Ma Zhong saw Xu An coming, he bowed first, and then replied: "The road to Lutai Mountain was cut off by the guard tower of the bandits, but when we came back, we found that apart from the guard tower, There are a few fires not far away, most of which are also sentry towers."

"It's hard work, let's rest first." Xu An patted Ma Zhong on the shoulder.

Attacking the camp on the mountain is another problem. Xu An's experience in battle has always been fighting in the plains.

But just by imagination, I can imagine that if the thieves on the top of the mountain are rashly disturbed, even the rolling stones on the narrow mountain road can cause considerable casualties.

It seems that there is only one way to deal with these thieves hiding on the Taihang Mountains. In history, the Han army was really powerless to destroy the thieves in the Taihang Mountains, and could only accept some conditions for the thieves to recruit them.

Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty sent envoys to worship Yang Feng as the captain of Heishan, and led all the bandits. He was able to raise filial and honest officials. Later, Zhang Yan, the leader of the bandits of the Heishan Army, was even awarded the title of Marquis of Anguoting, with [-] households.

(End of this chapter)