Shu Chen

Chapter 214 Small Town
Of course Jiang Wei is not dead, at least not yet.

However, if he died later, he would feel no regrets—he finally arrived ten miles behind the Shuyin Fortress!

It's just that the price is a bit high.

Blame it on the Lord of Heaven for the continuous rain, and out of the ten thousand soldiers who came with him, only seven thousand are still with him today.

It took only half a month to march, and 3000 people were lost in non-war, which is really hard to imagine.

But the world is so unbelievable.

Fortunately, after losing so many robes, the morale of the soldiers did not slump. Instead, when they looked at the fortress of Yuyin across the river, everyone showed a desperate fanaticism.

It seems that the still and different black line left in the barren valley has injected courage and faith into them.

Jiang Wei was a little surprised.

Before crossing the river to sneak attack on Yuyinsai, when he rested for the last time to adjust his physical strength, he carefully grinded such a strange phenomenon in his heart.

After a while, I suddenly felt that this was reasonable.

Eighty-nine out of ten of his subordinates are Qianghu and Di people.

At the earliest when he was awarded the title of Xinghu Qiang Captain by Prime Minister Zhuge, he recruited soldiers in the Lintao area of ​​Longxi, eliminated Heshou Tang Fan, and selected some soldiers from them. The famous Jiang Shu became his general, and formed a [-]-strong Qiang Guard Captain's Department.

The troops of Baima, Dangjian, Zhiwudai and Baihuwen who were conscripted this time were enough to gather more than ten thousand people.

The Qiang Hu, which thrives in the land of Yongliang, has the fruit of the apex, can withstand cold and hardship, has a strong and brave nature, and has the spirit of Western gold; it is also used to turmoil and death.

They will not lose the toughness in their bones because of the death of Pao Ze.

Furthermore, after traveling through the enemy's territory and attacking, it was originally a desperate gamble for the "entrants to survive", and they had the consciousness of fighting to the death before they set off.

After entering the barren valley, they went through the baptism again.

In the uninhabited desert, they have no retreat.

Even if his mentality collapsed, he couldn't return along the road and went to find Ni Wei to surrender.

The only way to survive is to step forward and follow the ranks to Shuyinsai.

During the march, as Pao Ze continued to die in front of their eyes, and as they became more and more accustomed to death, their obsession with life and death became more and more indifferent.

Dead, that's all.

If you're still alive, keep going.

In life, there is never a pause to take a break before starting.

For half a month, after the invasion of rain, the scorching sun, and the torment of both cold and heat, they have been walking on the edge of life and death, and they are changing and reborn every day.

Now, finally, we have arrived at our destination!

It was a kind of joy similar to being reborn after a catastrophe, and it was the passion of keeping the clouds open to see the moon.

Standing on the opposite bank of the big river, Yuyinsai is like a hot wine that ignites the pride in their chests and stomachs; it is also like the clear nectar that soothes the hostility in their hearts.

Suffering is about to end, sweetness is in sight.

Fame and wealth are already in the eyes, and they are already at your fingertips.

In particular, an indestructible fortress like Shuyinsai has rarely been captured in the long history.

But they're about to do it.

Everyone will be proud of such a record.

Even after 40 years, when they are old and their strength is gone and they are dying, there will still be people who are willing to listen to their past, and someone will point to them and say, "Hey, this is the one who conquered Yuyinsai in the past. Soldier."

This is enough to crown a lifetime of glory ah!
What a bright future this is!

Everything is just a step away, how can they not have high morale, how can they not show fanaticism!

huh~~~
Take a deep breath.

Jiang Wei, who tried to guess the minds of the soldiers, thought about it, and found that his chest was full of fire, and suddenly he had an urge to raise his arms and roar.

So he immediately suppressed his emotions and calmed down.

He is the superintendent, and he must keep a calm head at all times.

For example, a dilemma that the soldiers don't think about: He has been [-] days overdue from the agreed time to attack Yuyin Fortress.

Twelve full days!

After such a long time, will Pingbei General Zheng Pu still be waiting on the other side of the river to meet him?

Is Prime Minister Zhuge still in Anding County to contain the main force in Guanzhong who rebelled against Wei?

He led the soldiers to attack from the rear. After he captured the Shuyin Fortress, would he fall into a situation of isolation and helplessness, and then be wiped out by the counterattack of the Wei army?

Jiang Wei didn't have an answer, let alone dared to seek it.

Not that he felt abandoned by the Prime Minister or Jung Pu.

Instead, think about it differently. If he were Zheng Pu, it would be very difficult for him to still wait [-] days after the deadline.

He knew that Wei Ping, the governor of Hexi against Wei, led [-] soldiers to help Shuyinsai, and he also knew that if Zheng Pu stayed in Hanpingchuan for one more day, it would be more risky.

After all, no one is sure whether Cao Zhen, the great Sima against the Wei Dynasty, will lead the army from the Wushui River Valley to Zuli County, cutting off the connection between Longyou and Yuyinsai (Wei Yin attacked Liaodong, Han and Wu did not know ).

Therefore, compassion does not control soldiers.

No matter whether it is the prime minister or Zheng Pu, they will stop when they are done.

It will not put more Han troops in danger for him who is [-] days overdue, for him who has already lost hope.

Alas, that's all.

It is useless to think too much.

So far, there is only one thing going forward.

Born as a disciple of the Yongliang frontier, one should be generous and heroic.

Even in the face of the worst result, we must greet it with the most brilliant aria!

If Zheng Zijin and others have already led the army back to Longyou, I will set fire to the fortress of Shuyin, so that it will be easier for the big Han to march into the Hexi Corridor in the future.Regardless of the benefits to the big man, it is more or less.

Shaking his head, Jiang Wei, who was decisive, shook off all the worries in his heart, got up and went to inspect the resting soldiers.

The sun has been westward for a long time, and it will be night soon.

Tonight, his lone army, no matter what, will kick off the prelude to seizing the fortress of Shuyin.

Not only because delaying time would increase the risk of being discovered by the Wei army, but also because there was only one meal left in the army at dusk.

Originally, the army should have run out of food a few days ago.

But thanks to the "gifts" of soldiers who died along the way, there were two or three more rations in the army.

A very sad "gift".

Jiang Wei, who finished his inspection amidst the snoring, sat on the ground with a blank expression, holding a wheat cake in his hand, and put it into his mouth one by one, waiting for the sun to sink into the skyline.

The only movement is to spit out the gravel mixed with the wheat cake.

Night, long overdue.

Chasing the new moon that is not as bright as the sun hurts Acacia, listless and dull.

Let the stars become the masters of the night sky.

One by one, they couldn't wait to reveal their figures, blinking on the sky, watching curiously, that was like the tide of the Han army rushing towards the big river.

Shi Puli and Hu Wang Baihuwen brought more than ten people from their tribe, and they have been waiting for a long time.

On the riverside behind them, there are a few crude leather rafts.

These three rafts were used by Shi Puli, who was a broker, to transport the goods of the soldiers guarding Shuyinsai.

Has been hiding in a hidden place on the west bank of the great river.

This is the basis for the night attack on the city of Shuyin—the Han army will rely on these three rafts to cross the river with thirty elite soldiers, steal the ships of the Wei army docked on the east bank, and carry the army across the river.

The plan that seems difficult to succeed is actually easy.

In the evening, Shi Puli and Bai Huwen went to the other side to find out the situation.

The Wei army's defensive attention was focused on Hanpingchuan in front, and no one would think that there would be an attack from the Han army in the rear, and only a dozen soldiers were left to guard the ships that had been dragged ashore.

"Wow~Wow~"

The sound of the river rushing day and night concealed the movement of thirty elite Han soldiers stepping on the east bank.

Where the boat was parked, only four or five Wei soldiers were dozing off.

It's the second watch, and they don't need to worry about danger, but they can't resist the temptation to listen to Zhou Gong talking about the past and the present.

In order to reduce the chance of water leakage, only five of the fires on guard were lit sparsely.

Among them, because no one continued to add firewood, there was only a pile of charcoal fire left in the three fires. The dim light could not tear away the depth of the night, nor could it illuminate the sneaking figure.

One of the guards, Wei Jun, rubbed his eyes, raised his head and yawned big.

But before he could close his open mouth, a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind to cover it, causing him to suddenly open his eyes wide, with a frightened struggle on his face.

"Woo~~Woo~~~"

He wanted to sound a warning, and he wanted to draw out the ring knife on his waist and stab the attacker back.

But moving faster than him, a dagger sliced ​​across his throat.

The gushing blood took away his strength, convulsed his body, and made him fall obliquely on the soft riverside sand.

"Ho~~hoho~~~~"

In the end, with blood clogging his throat, he could only make meaningless notes, and then fell into Yong Ye's arms.

Jiang Shu shook his blood-spattered arm, nodded at the other soldiers who succeeded in one blow, and rushed into the low and lonely small army tent by the river.

Soon, accompanied by a few muffled noises, the curtain of the military tent was splashed with several streaks of blood.

Alluring and poignant.

"Wow~Wow~"

The sound of the flowing water of the big river continued tirelessly, and there was also the faint sound of dozens of boats entering the water.

After half an hour, the ships returned.

Because the river at the ferry will freeze over in winter, and nomadic tribes from the Hetao or the desert can come on ice, the Shuyinsai is not only facing eastward for defense.

It is a small city with a high east and a low west.

One side leans against the Quwu Mountains, and the other side leans against the big river.

It can not only defend against incoming attacks, but also use crossbows to snipe and kill enemies attacking from the river on the crenels of the city walls.

But now it is midsummer, Wei Jun did not take precautions against the rear.

On the contrary, for the smooth transportation of crossbows, rocks, lumber and other armaments, as well as to allow the guards to quickly climb the city wall to fight, the rear wall is shorter, and wooden steps similar to low walls are temporarily placed. Slowly rising.

This also provided convenience for the Han army attacking from the rear.

Jiang Wei, who was still wearing his hair and animal teeth, was the first to rush up the city wall with his sword and shield, and roared amidst the incredible faces of Wei Jun who was watching the night.

"kill!"

(End of this chapter)