Leading the Yellow Turban soldiers quietly towards the place where the fire was lit, and before he could go far, Liu Wei saw more than 100 red bonfires burning in a canyon in front of him.

Bonfires danced, turning the nearby hillsides and the ground red, and even the sky red.

Squatting in the field from afar and observing the more than 100 regiments of dancing bonfires, Liu Wei roughly calculated that there were about 500 officers and soldiers sleeping around the campfires. The weather had already warmed up, but it was still very cold at night, and the officers and men lit bonfires at night to warm up their sleep.

As for the four officers and soldiers killed by Liu Wei before, they should be a squad that was dormant in all directions to intercept and kill the Yellow Turban rout. It also makes sense for them to sleep in the middle of the night without lighting a campfire, otherwise the traces left by the flames will alert the Yellow Turbans passing by that there is an ambush there.

He looked around again, and found that the outer part of the canyon was a vast field, and if he marched in the field during the day, he would be discovered by the officers and soldiers in the canyon if he was not careful.

Stretching out his head to look into the distance, Liu Wei found that through the fire at this end of the canyon, he could see some light faintly shining in the distance.

The light is not strong, hazy, and difficult to spot without careful observation. It can be seen that the campfire on the other side is not close.

"Are you surrounded here?" Squatting in the grass and observing for a while, Liu Wei lowered his voice and confirmed it again with the Yellow Turban soldiers on the side.

The Yellow Turban soldier nodded, raised his hand and pointed to the middle of the canyon, and said to Liu Wei: "It's right there, and there are officers and soldiers on the other side. ”

Liu Wei didn't speak again, silently looked at the canyon with a bonfire, memorized the nearby terrain, and then beckoned to the Yellow Turban soldiers beside him and led him to the mountain where he was stationed.

Back at the top of the mountain where he was stationed, Zhou Cang hadn't slept yet, and when he saw Liu Wei coming back, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Yuanfu, let the brothers start descending the mountain before dawn." As soon as he arrived in front of Zhou Cang, Liu Wei said to him: "The officers and soldiers besieging the more than 1,000 brothers are no more than 1,000 at most, and the strength of the two sides is almost equal in numbers. ”

As soon as Liu Wei's words were finished, some of the Yellow Turban soldiers who had already been lying down also sat up, listening to him one by one.

Although the combat effectiveness of today's Yellow Turban Army is much stronger than that of the first year of Zhongping, in the process of fighting officers and soldiers, it still loses more than it wins, and it is also in a situation of being passively beaten everywhere.

Liu Bi and He Man's total of more than 30,000 Yellow Turban troops were still broken through the defense line by the official army within one day, but Liu Wei said at this time that as long as they could join the besieged Yellow Turban Army, they would have eighty percent certainty of victory, how not to let these Yellow Turban Army feel a burst of excitement?

In fact, when talking to Zhou Cang, Liu Wei deliberately exaggerated the possibility of victory. The four officers and soldiers killed by him were much better equipped than the Yellow Turban Army, and in a head-on confrontation with such an army, Mo said that there were only more than 1,000 Yellow Turban troops surrounded, and even if there were 3,000, in the case of being attacked at both ends, there was no chance of winning at all.

"Let the brothers prepare their bows and arrows, and wrap all the arrows in sackcloth." Standing on the hillside, Liu Wei crossed his hands on his waist, looked at the direction of the official army surrounding the Yellow Turban Army, and said with a slight twist of his brows: "There are many weeds near the canyon, and there are also weeds in the valley. ”

"Temple...... Sir mean to attack with fire? Where can I find sackcloth? I wanted to call Liu Wei "Your Highness", but there were more than a hundred Yellow Turban soldiers beside him, so Zhou Cang quickly changed his words and asked Liu Wei a question.

"No!" Liu Wei shook his head and said to Zhou Cang: "We can't hold both ends of the canyon, and the fire attack will not cause any effective damage to the officers and soldiers. The reason why fire is used is only to make them riot, and they still have to rely on the blades in the hands of their brothers to kill people. Let the brothers take off their shirts and tear them into strips of cloth and wrap them around the arrows. After this battle, don't talk about clothes, there are many good things! ”

Zhou Cang nodded, then turned around and shouted to the Yellow Turban soldiers who had woken up and were listening to Liu Wei's words: "Brothers, how many of you have bows and arrows? ”

There were about forty or fifty Yellow Turban soldiers who woke up, and after Zhou Cang shouted at them, more than a dozen Yellow Turban soldiers took out short bows from behind their backs and raised them high.

"Let the brothers sleep." Glancing at those Yellow Turban soldiers, Liu Wei nodded to Zhou Cang, gave an order, and walked towards the old locust tree where Tang Ji was sleeping.

In the mountains, there are not many old locust trees. I chose to camp here before, first, because the bushes were nearby and they slept in the bushes, and it was difficult for them to be spotted even by wild beasts; Another reason is that there are a few ancient locust trees that are rare in the mountains nearby, and if they are attacked by wild beasts, as long as they are fast enough, they can climb the ancient locust to escape.

Tang Ji may have been too tired, and when Liu Wei climbed the tree, she still didn't realize it, and she was still asleep deeply.

Climbing up the ancient acacia, Liu Wei didn't wake up Tang Ji, he just glanced at the sleeping Tang Ji, and then lay beside her by the branch and closed his eyes.

The morning dew wet the leaves, and Liu Wei also felt that his body was covered with heavy dew, which was a little wet and uncomfortable.

He opened his eyes and looked around, it was dark in front of him, even Tang Ji who was lying next to him couldn't really see it, this was the darkest hour before dawn.

He didn't touch Tang Ji, who was still asleep, but sat up, rolled over, and groped his way down the trunk.

The sound of Liu Wei climbing down the tree woke up Zhou Cang, who was sleeping in the bushes not far away, Zhou Cang gently drew his long sword, lowered his voice and asked, "Who?" ”

"It's me." Liu Wei replied and said to Zhou Cang: "Let the brothers get up, I can see the road in front of the leader, and the brothers who can't see at night hold the rope and go down the mountain in the dark." ”

"No!" Zhou Cang whispered, put the long sword back into the scabbard, then got up and walked to the place where the Yellow Turban soldiers were sleeping, and shouted to the Yellow Turban soldiers: "Brothers, get up and follow Mr. down the mountain." ”

The sleeping Yellow Turban soldiers woke up one by one, their eyes blankly open, and they looked around, but there was no other color in front of them except darkness.

The Yellow Turban soldier, who was not blinded by night, also sat up, rubbed his eyes, and looked around, but could not see anything but the figure in the distance.

He raised his head a little dazedly, looking at Zhou Cang, who was standing in front of him and calling everyone to get up.

The mountain road is difficult to walk, and even if it is not the darkest hour before dawn, it is extremely dangerous to walk the mountain road with more than a hundred people who cannot see anything at night. Not to mention that it is the darkest time now, even if the vision is normal, it is not easy to carry so many people down the mountain.

After all the Yellow Turbans had gotten up, Liu Wei let the soldier with normal vision go to the front, while the rest of the Yellow Turban soldiers followed him with ropes.

"Yuanfu, you and I walk on both sides." After tidying up the team, Liu Wei beckoned to Zhou Cang, letting Zhou Cang walk on the left side of the team, while he himself followed on the right side of the team.

Before descending the mountain, he glanced back at the old locust tree where Tang Ji was sleeping. The dark shadows of the trees supported the branches in the night, like a troll with open claws and about to pounce on Liu Wei and the others.

Leaving Tang Ji alone on the mountain, Liu Wei was a little worried after all, but he couldn't take her with him, after all, they were going to fight, and if they were defeated, the hope of escaping with Tang Ji would be much slimmer.

The team had slowly walked down the hillside, and when Liu Wei and the Yellow Turban soldiers came down the mountain with normal visual strength, he had left marks on the tree trunks along the way, so that he could rescue the surrounded Yellow Turban Army, and he would not find the way back after returning.

The road down the mountain was not very steep, along the way Liu Wei and the others were looking for a gentle slope, and when they came down the mountain, the eastern sky had already appeared a touch of white like fish belly.

The faint morning light cast on the earth, and some hazy scenes gradually appeared in front of the eyes of the Yellow Turban Army, who could not see at night.

Many people loosened their ropes and followed Liu Wei and the others towards the place where the officers and soldiers surrounded the more than 1,000 Yellow Turban soldiers.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and Liu Wei could already see the canyon with many bonfires lit the night before.

He waved his hand behind him, and more than a hundred people crouched down, slowed down with him, and felt in the direction of the canyon.

Taniguchi's officers and soldiers had woken up, and some of them were busy setting up pots and making rice. Curling smoke rose into the air, and the blue-blue columns of smoke were like long dragons winding into the air, adding a lot of popularity to the otherwise peaceful valley.

The officers and men had not yet launched an attack on the encircled Yellow Turban Army, and they obviously wanted to have their stomachs full before starting the battle after the most difficult clearance.

Curling smoke also rose in the distance, but there was no smoke in the canyon, and the surrounded Yellow Turban Army should still be hungry at this moment, desperately waiting for the enemy's butcher's knife to cut off their heads.

Getting closer and closer to the valley, Liu Wei whispered to Zhou Cang and asked, "How far can a bow and arrow shoot?" ”

"Fifty steps!" Zhou Cang didn't think about it, so he whispered to Liu Wei: "It's okay to take a hundred steps, but if you shoot in front of the official army, I'm afraid you won't have much strength." ”

Liu Wei stretched out his arm, opened his thumb and index finger, and said to Zhou Cang: "This is eighty steps away from the official army, and we are tailwind at the moment, plus the strength of the wind speed, the most effective killing distance of the arrow should be about sixty steps." However, we must be prepared to inflict maximum damage on the enemy, and let the brothers with bows be prepared, advance to forty paces, and fire a round of rockets at the officers and soldiers. ”

"No!" Zhou Cang nodded in response, and then waved his hand at the Yellow Turban Army who was following behind.

Everyone quietly advanced more than thirty steps forward, and they were already very close to the mouth of the valley, and they could even see the officers and soldiers who were busy making fires and cooking at the mouth of the valley.

More than 20 Yellow Turbans with bows and arrows took out their short bows and drew arrows from the quiver that had already been wrapped in linen, while more than 20 Yellow Turban soldiers took out their fire sickles and "clattered" to fight.