Catch the wind and wash the dust?

Lu Bu looked at Xi Ce with a puzzled expression, and quickly reacted: "What does Mr. mean, night attack?" ”

Xi Ce shook his head slightly, if you attack the camp, cavalry is the best choice.

There are only two pontoon bridges that can cross the river, which greatly limits the efficiency of the cavalry crossing the river, and such a loud noise can be heard even by the deaf.

Once the moth thief is alarmed, it is bound to not take much advantage, and the night attack will be meaningless.

"What does that gentleman mean......" Lu Bu's eyes contemplated, becoming more and more puzzled.

The joke whispered in Lu Bu's ear, and Lu Bu's face was shocked when he heard it, and his expression was crying and laughing, and he didn't know whether to praise or scold.

He was now starting to feel a little sympathetic to the gang of moth thieves on the other side, and he actually ran into such a whimsical guy as Xi Ce.

At night, it is rare that the moon does not rise in the sky, and it is difficult to find even a glimmer of light, which is an extremely rare phenomenon in the hot summer months.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the stars that twinkle and dazzle on weekdays all burrow into the clouds.

On the road east of the river, a group of soldiers were walking slowly towards the river.

The number was small, only two hundred.

They wore no armor or weapons, but they carried gongs and drums, and they did not know what they were used for.

It is inevitable that some people in the team will complain, they don't sleep in the middle of the night, carrying these Rausch things, is it possible to sing a big show for the moth thieves opposite?

Cao Xing, who was in charge of leading the army, turned around, he heard the dissatisfied muttering of the men, and said with a fierce face: "Wait a while, I will beat the drum and gong for Lao Tzu vigorously, the louder and louder the voice, and let the gang of moth thieves on the other side feel the enthusiasm of our northern men!" ”

In the Yellow Turban Camp on the other side of the river, Bo Cai got up from his seat, activated his head twice, and stretched his waist.

He had just finished watching the battle situation in other states and counties, and the situation in various places was very good, especially Jizhou, where the great sages and good teachers were located, and the officers and troops were defeated and retreated one after another.

I believe that the time to attack Luoyang is not far away.

Bo Cai walked out of the camp and asked the lieutenant general who was patrolling: "What time is it?" ”

You Yu replied respectfully: "Qu Shuai, it's the second watch." ”

"It's so late?"

Bo Cai whispered, and then said to the lieutenant general: "Let the brothers rest, but remember to arrange for someone to patrol and keep vigil." Also, we must let them step up their guards, and do not let the officers and soldiers take advantage of them again. ”

The fire in Changsha is a bloody lesson.

Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years.

It couldn't be more apt to describe Bocai.

After the order, Bo returned to the sleeping tent, took off his armor and shoes, lay on his side on the bamboo mat, and soon fell asleep. He had a dream, dreaming that he had become a real general, with countless soldiers under him, and was awarded a seal by the imperial court and entrusted with important tasks......

At the time of the third watch, it was already late at night.

The Yellow Turban Army's garrison was lit with scattered sparks, and the faint light was like a lonely soul.

The soldiers standing guard outside the tent drooped their eyelids, tilted their heads sideways against the long soldier in their hands, and hung their heads for a while.

When the young officers on patrol passed by, they couldn't help but remind them: "Don't doze off, be in good spirits." ”

The soldier who was arrested didn't think so, the detective craned his neck to look at the other side of the water, and said nonchalantly: "Look, the lights on the Han army's side have been extinguished, and it's strange that the camp will be attacked, you, just relax!" ”

The patrol general was about to reprimand two sentences, when suddenly, the sound of gongs and drums shook the heavens and the earth.

Knock knock knock ~~ bang bang ~~

Knock knock knock ~ bang bang ~

Come on!

Oh~~~

Kill~~~Kill~~~

For a time, the sound of gongs and drums, shouting and killing, and whistling......

All kinds of voices poured into my ears like a flood.

The fat soldier's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and his body slid to the ground without obeying the call.

The flames burning in the fire came into view, and he was full of excitement, like a frightened bird, and grabbed the trouser leg of the person in front of him, as if he had lost his soul, and as if he had entered a demonic barrier, and he muttered vigorously: "Fire, fire...... The Han army is coming, the Han army is coming! ”

Soon, shouts were being shouted all over the camp.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! ”

Bocai woke up from his sleep, and the good things in his dream came to naught. He didn't care much, put on his clothes and armor haphazardly, and rushed out of the tent.

He glanced to the left and right, and there was a cacophony of noise, and the soldiers were running around in a disorderly manner.

Everyone's face was written with uneasiness, and in the panic, many soldiers who were pushed and tripped were squeezed and trampled, causing nearly 100 casualties.

It seems that the last fire in Changsha caused a great psychological shadow to them.

After half a burnt incense, the chaotic camp finally calmed down.

Bocai summoned the generals who patrolled the night, suppressed the anger in his chest, and asked him: "Say, what's the matter?" ”

The general who patrolled the night told the matter in detail, and he was afraid that Bo Cai would not believe it, so he reiterated again: "Qu Shuai, it is really the Han army attacking the camp!" ”

Bo Cai looked left and right, and it was all black and black, and there was not even a ghost.

He picked up the general, strangled the back of his neck with his hand, looked murderous, and asked sharply: "Then you tell me, what about people!" ”

The generals who patrolled the night were about to cry, and their faces were mournful: "I, I don't know......"