Half in the river wind, half in the clouds

Chapter 213 Defeat the Enemy

Guan Shanyun thought for a moment, then said to the six men, "You guys retreat first, go back to the town to find General Li Zan, and ask him to prepare for the battle in advance according to today's arrangement. Chang Qing and I will stay and fight again."

A man asked, "Master Guan, even if we kill another round, there will only be a dozen bandits, which will not affect the overall situation. Moreover, the enemy will definitely strengthen their defenses, so why take the risk! It is better to withdraw early and prepare to meet the enemy tomorrow."

Guan Shanyun said: "It doesn't matter how many enemies I kill. Although I can't march straight in and kill Mo Jilian, it's not difficult to kill a few leaders and escape safely under the cover of night."

He thought for a moment, then whispered, "If they kill another round, they won't be able to sleep well for several nights."

The men kept silent and quietly retreated the way they came.

Guan Shanyun and Feng Changqing were like wild animals hunting in the jungle, full of patience and perseverance, lurking in front of their prey. It was not until the commotion in the enemy's camp died down and the lights went out that they slipped into the camp again from the shadows like ghosts.

This time they no longer killed anyone they met, but instead targeted tents guarded by guards.

One was on sentry duty, the other was in action. The two were very agile, able to attack and defend, and they sent several leaders on their way in their sleep.

The enemy remained unaware.

The two men didn't want to fight anymore and continued to move towards the straw house.

There was a reason why they chose to burn horse feed instead of grain.

If all the food supplies of the Turks were burned all at once, they would be cornered and without a way out, and would definitely fight back desperately.

In that case, the one hundred or so people in Anping Town would not be able to hold out until reinforcements arrive.

But the effect is different if the hay is burned.

If the war horses are not well fed or even starve to death, there will be fewer cavalrymen.

Everyone relies on their own two legs, so the speed of movement is naturally slow.

Without the support of a warhorse, the combat effectiveness will naturally weaken.

Feng Changqing had ordered fodder once, but because there was snow everywhere, it was quickly put out by the Turks.

The two men learned from their mistakes and created as many fire points as possible on the alfalfa hay piled up like a small hill.

When the Turks arrived to put out the fire, they found fires everywhere. After putting out one, there was another.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky.

When they finally put out the fire, most of the fodder had been lost.

At this time, a soldier came crawling in to report that six more Yehu leaders had been killed.

Soon, another soldier came to report that a large number of horses had diarrhea...

The Turks attacked Anping Town during the day, and thought they could burn, kill, and loot, and even began to fantasize about the soft bodies of Han women. But they didn't expect that before they could finish their erotic dreams, they were killed by the enemy without any reason, about a hundred people.

They retreated, but nearly fifty of them were killed.

The enemy had not even shown their face, and they had already lost more than one-tenth of their troops.

That’s not all. The fodder was burned and the horses were given croton seeds.

The Turks have never felt so aggrieved.

Many of them were afraid. The Han people were cunning, very cunning.

Their leader, Mo Jilian, looked in the direction of Anping Town and uttered three words in Chinese with gritted teeth: Guan Shanyun!

Guan Shanyun had returned to Anping Town at this time.

Jiang Feng was worried when he saw that Guan Shanyun and Feng Changqing had not returned yet.

She was waiting anxiously and was just about to ask Li Zan to go out of the village to greet her.

Guan and Feng appeared at the gate of the county government office like a powerful army descended from heaven.

Guan Shanyun was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he came back.

No one dared to disturb them, and those on duty or on guard returned to their positions.

The next morning, the sea was calm.

At this point, they had blocked the Turkic vanguard for a day and a night without wasting a single soldier.

Near noon, Li Zan came to report.

The number of cavalry in the Turkic army was reduced by nearly half compared to yesterday.

Croton worked.

Having suffered a loss yesterday, they dare not advance rashly now.

They stationed troops ten kilometers away from Anping, and then sent a small team to begin clearing various obstacles on the road.

Clearing the obstacles is not an easy task.

After the Turks withdrew, they restored all the traps overnight. This was an easy job, as they only needed to use local materials and cover them with a layer of snow.

Those nails and wooden spikes are difficult to pull out because they first melt into water, then freeze into ice, and finally merge into the snowfield.

By evening, the Turks had finally removed all the roadblocks.

The Turkic army continued to advance towards Anping Town.

Anping Town became the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror for the Turks, with a big piece of fat meat placed at their mouth, but they could not eat it.

Mo Jilian understood that the reason why Guan Shanyun set up numerous obstacles and used those clever tricks to win, and the reason why he attacked the camp at night and ran away after the battle, was because they were empty inside.

They have a very reliable map of the deployment of troops in Liang Province, and there are absolutely no garrisons in the three towns west of Weiwu.

They were bluffing just to delay his cavalry and buy time for reinforcements to arrive.

Therefore, he must not let Guan Shanyun succeed. He must chop off his head today to sacrifice to his father Khan.

He raised his golden sword above his head and shouted loudly, and the sound of killing among the soldiers shook the sky.

The Turks rushed forward for five or six kilometers in one go.

Suddenly, a loud "boom" sound came from the hillsides on both sides of the road.

The army was shocked.

But it was already dark by then, and the mountain was pitch black.

The sound became louder and louder, the frequency became faster and faster, and the ground was vibrating.

By the time they reacted, they saw huge snowballs rolling down the hillside and it was too late to dodge.

The snowball was so big that it was almost as tall as a house.

The snowballs have been squeezed and beaten, so they are very hard and their impact effect is no different from that of stones.

The Turks were unable to dodge and were knocked off their horses. Those hit by the snowballs were either killed or seriously injured. The snowballs collided with the soldiers and horses, and for a moment, the crowd was filled with wailing.

When the snowball attack finally stopped, the Turks found that they were divided into several parts by the huge snowball, just like yesterday.

The first three parts are still the main targets of Guan Shanyun's attacks.

Although there are occasional gaps between the snowballs that allow them to communicate with each other, it is impossible for them to take care of or rescue each other.

It’s more like an ice hockey puck than a snowball. It can’t be kicked or cut.

The soldiers were very familiar with this scene, and they knew there would be another wave of ambushes, just like yesterday.

They drew their knives, supported their injured bodies, and looked around vigilantly.

There was silence on the mountain for a while, then a whistle was heard and the rumbling sound started again.

More densely packed snowballs rolled down, and this time the snowballs were of uneven sizes. The big ones were as tall as a person, and the small ones were as big as a chair.

However, all the snowballs were pierced with sharp weapons, such as wooden spikes, blades...

There was another scream, mixed with curses and pleas for mercy.

Mo Jilian had anticipated that Guan Shanyun would not let him enter the village smoothly, and he was angry and hateful when he saw him using these tricks.

The soldiers who were blocked in front were either killed or injured after being hit by two rounds of snowballs thrown by Guan Shanyun, and they no longer had the ability to fight.

Mo Ji Lian was also prepared to fight bravely, regardless of the vanguard, and only focus on killing the enemy.

Without further hesitation, he ordered his archers to shoot arrows at the mountain, and at the same time took the initiative and sent people to attack the mountain.

Sure enough, Guan Shanyun was forced to unable to raise his head due to the rain of arrows from the Turks, and naturally stopped pushing the snowball down.

The Turkic soldiers were greatly encouraged and rushed up the mountain shouting and killing.

But just when they thought they could have a head-on fight with the enemy, who they had been fighting for two days without any sign of, they were suddenly drenched with water.

The touch feels like a warm current, followed by a heart-wrenching pain.

It's boiling water.

The first batch of Turkic soldiers who rushed forward howled like pigs being slaughtered.

The second group of people were also scalded and screamed like pigs before they could even react.

For a moment, no one dared to rush forward.

The "boom" sound was heard again, and another round of attack began. It was still the big snowballs blocking and the small snowballs attacking.

Mo Lianji looked at the nearly two hundred warriors who were surrounded by Guan Shanyun in front of him, and then looked at the high slopes extending on both sides, as if the only way left was retreat.

He didn't know whether this round of attack would be followed by another one.

Maybe not.

But he didn't dare to gamble.

Because if there is another round, he still won’t have a way to crack it.

The feeling of powerlessness came again.

He had to order a retreat again.

But this time, they only retreated to an open area nearby, facing Anping Town from a distance.