He Aba squatted on the edge of the forest, staring in the direction of Bai Ti Gang.

The night sky is cloudy and hazy today, but it's not like I can't see my fingers and it's dark.

There was an obvious layer of light on the edge of the mountain ridge in the distance. At this time, He Chenba could vaguely see the group of refugees in Baiti Gang. On the mountain ridges on the north and south sides, and halfway up the ravine directly in front of them,

A sentry post was set up in each place. At this time, there were three or four people holding bamboo spears and wood thatch to watch the sentry post.

Since the sentry posts were lit with bonfires, they might be able to launch a sudden attack and cleanly pull out one sentry post without disturbing anything, but it was impossible to approach three sentry posts that were miles apart at the same time.

Not to mention, they still don't know the specific situation of this democratic camp located to the east of the mountain ridge.

It is said that after receiving the news, they sent people to spy on it, but they were unable to penetrate into it.

"How's it going? Is there any movement?"

At this time, a thin man wearing leather armor, holding the saber on his waist, came from behind and asked.

"This group of people has been digging ditches at the north and south entrance of Linhu in the east to divert water for the past few days. They also built many obstacles such as horse and deer antlers. Three sentry posts were set up on the west side.

Some bamboo nails were scattered in the place we passed, and we haven't freed up our hands to do anything yet - it can be seen that their resources are also limited. We lurked here, and the other party probably didn't notice,"

He Aba moved a seat to the side so that he could ask the skinny man to squat over and talk. He introduced what he had seen during the past two days and asked curiously,

"What is the origin of this group of people? Even if they are nails sent by the imperial court to infiltrate, there is no need for His Highness to directly send Silver Halberd guards over, right? The more than fifty people coming from behind should be the Silver Halberd guards beside His Highness.

Bar?"

"You're not supposed to know, so what are you asking about?" the thin man said in a deep voice.

The current message conveyed by Chuzhou was that he had no intention of arming the refugees who were directly involved in the attack. He knew too much inside information to prevent the situation from getting out of control. He simply stopped He Aba from making random inquiries.

"I have managed to gather more than 300 skilled players in Shiliang for more than half a year. Is it easy?" He Aba muttered dissatisfied.

Before Huaidong ensured that the Forbidden Army would take action against the rebels in Chuzhou and Chaozhou, he was ordered to sneak into the area west of Fanliang Lake with seven or eight brothers, but he had been lurking quietly in the dark.

It was not until the imperial army crossed the river, the rebels withdrew from Chuzhou, and the local area was in chaos that He Aba had the opportunity to secretly recruit and recruit the refugees. With great difficulty, his team managed to gather 1,500 to 1,500 people.

Although it is powerful, there are only three to four hundred strong people.

Although he could not go against Chuzhou's will, but now he was asked to gather together the combat power that could be regarded as his direct lineage and throw it into an attack battle whose intention he did not know, it did not mean that he had no opinions.

At this time, there was the sound of armor plates flapping from behind. No need for the thin man to remind him, He Aba immediately shut up and turned around to see more than fifty figures approaching from behind.

Although it gets cooler after nightfall, the weather is still hot, and He Aba can't wait to go shirtless to feel refreshed.

He Aba saw that these people were wearing extra robes, and heard the dull sound of nails flapping in the robes. He also knew that they were wearing extra robes on hot summer nights, mainly to cover up.

The armor and scale armor worn inside.

These days, it's not like a random army can assemble more than fifty pairs of armor and scale armor.

Huaidong was still wary of the imperial court. No matter what, he wanted to prevent the news of the Silver Halberd Guards from entering the west bank of Fanliang Lake.

This made He Aba even more curious about the forces gathered at Baiti Gang. He really didn't know what the origin was, and he actually alerted the Silver Halberd guards around His Highness to come out to deal with them.

"Is there anything unusual?"

The leader of this team of Silver Halberd Guards is a scar-faced man in his forties. A penetrating scar runs from the left side of his face through his nose bone. His face is quite ferocious. There is also a cut on his left eyebrow, which should be an arrow wound.

Or stab wounds, narrow three-eyed eyes, both fierce and sinister, put great pressure on He Aba, who claimed to be an elite scout.

The visitor glanced at He Aba, then asked the thin man who had just come to meet He Aba. This man was also Huaidong's contact person in Chuzhou for lurking and scouting matters.

The skinny man recounted what He Aba had observed during the past two days while squatting at Baiti Gang, and then said: "At present, it seems that it is impossible to remove these three sentry posts at the same time, and it is impossible to cross the mountain ridge quietly.

, launch a surprise attack on the enemy camp to the east!"

"If there is a chance of a close-range sneak attack, it is more likely to be a trap set by the opponent," the scarred man said with a cold face, quite disdainful of the thin man's idea of ​​relying entirely on sneak attacks, and said in a hoarse voice, "We

All you need to do is control the mountain ridge earlier than the opponent’s main force..."

The ridge of Baiti Gang looks like a smooth arc with a glow in the night sky, but it forms a gap above the ravine.

If they can control the gap first, they can suppress the soldiers and horses to the east, and vice versa.

Over the years, the Silver Halberd Guards have been crossing the Huaihe River and heading north to attack Liang Jun who was gathering in the direction of Xuzhou. They have grown up in this process and never expect to be able to approach the enemy completely silently and then launch a sudden attack.

Seizing the opportunity on a local battlefield is often the key to a successful attack; even if you miss the opportunity and see that the situation is not right, you can retreat very decisively and quickly.

Because the lurking manpower sent in advance to secretly organize the refugees had not been able to observe the movements of the enemy camp at close range in the past two days, the scar-faced man could not rule out the possibility that the enemy camp was hiding an ambush behind the mountain ridge, so he set the first step target.

It is safe and reliable to fight for the gap in the mountain ridge.

Of course, even if he did not directly remove the sentry posts at the mountain ridge, the scar-faced man still sent three elite experts who were good at flying over cliffs and climbing walls. They used the cover of dense trees in summer to climb up the mountain crest from the cliffs on both sides and attack the camp on the east side of the mountain ridge.

Further reconnaissance is also necessary.

Just use this hand to silently climb the cliff and sneak closer

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The ability to spy is beyond what ordinary scouts can do.

It was not until late at night that the three elite players returned. They noticed that the camp on the east side of the mountain ridge maintained a considerable degree of daily vigilance, but they were sure that most people were asleep.

Some wandering sentries were secretly deployed in the gap in the mountain ridge and on both sides of the ravine below. They could not get close to them, but they could be sure that at most twenty or thirty people were lurking in the darkness as sentries.

This also means that when they launch a surprise attack, as long as they defeat the interception of twenty or thirty people, they should be sure to occupy the gap in the mountain ridge before the enemy camp organizes reinforcements...

"Okay, do it." The scar-faced man had already discussed how the Silver Halberd guards could cooperate with the elite refugees organized here. He obtained more accurate information and made a prompt decision. He decided to ignore the overt and covert sentries of twenty or thirty people on the other side and fight for the mountain at night.

crest.

At this time, the dark clouds had faded a lot, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. There was no need to light torches. Three or four hundred people were divided into three groups and climbed up the mountain along the ravine which was almost forty paces wide.

The ravine is filled with debris and bamboo nails. With so many people trampling on it and rolling sand and talc, there is no sound at all.

The sharp police whistle suddenly rang through the air, breaking the silent night sky.

The sentry post halfway up the mountain is simply made of four thick and long bamboo poles inserted into the ground, with a simple bamboo shed set up on top for people to guard the sentry post. Usually, three soldiers guard the bamboo shed and pass through the rope ladder.

up and down.

After the police whistle blew, the three sentry warriors lit the bamboo shed sentry post with torches, then turned over and slid down the ravine, blowing the police whistle while escaping to the mountain crest.

"Go quickly, go quickly!"

At this time, there were scattered rocks and rolling logs sliding down the steep slope on both sides of the cliff. The scar-faced man led the Silver Halberd Guards to walk in the middle and back. Anticipating this situation, he desperately urged the refugees on both sides to climb up quickly.

The opponent entered Baiti Gang half a month ago. Of course, they have time to reserve some rocks and logs on the top of the mountain to prevent a sneak attack. However, as long as there are not many people and horses entering the mountain crest at this time, these sparse rocks and logs will not be enough to attack the enemy.

For the people and horses, it does not pose a fatal threat.

However, the terrain to the east of the mountain crest is flatter, which means that after the defenders in the camp hear the warning, more and more people will gather at the mountain crest to intercept them in a very short period of time.

Scattered rocks and rolling logs fall down. Although there will be some casualties if hit, it is more important not to be delayed by these falling rocks and rolling logs than to pay some casualties.

At this time, there were intermittently falling rocks and rolling logs in front of them. The scar-faced man didn't care and continued to urge He Aba to lead the elite refugees forward.

Although the falling rocks and rolling logs are not dense, let alone the refugees who are strong, even the elites of Baizhan feel timid when they see them. They stare carefully, hoping that they can use the iron shield to block them or avoid them when they get close.

Suddenly the men and horses in front slowed down, and the men and horses behind pushed forward as hard as they could, fearing that rocks would fall on both sides. In a stone ditch thirty or forty paces wide, three to four hundred people soon became extremely crowded.

"Spread out, spread out!"

The scar-faced man shouted angrily. Even if there was no ambush, if a rolling log was thrown directly at such a dense formation, and if they were unable to dodge, several people might be injured.

At this time, the more you squeeze into the middle, the more casualties there may be. Instead, if you press against the cliffs on both sides, the casualties will be very limited.

At this moment, the scar-faced man heard a loud "crash" sound above his head. He looked up and saw large piles of falling rocks on the cliffs on both sides, like a black tide, covering where they were standing. The gravel was densely packed.

After hitting the cliff and rolling down, the sound was like an angry wave lapping against the cliff bank.

"Trap! It's a trap!" The scar-faced man shouted in panic, but he only had time to raise his big shield to block the small gravel from falling towards his face. It was too late to escape down the mountain. Whether he could escape with his life depends purely on God's will.

, otherwise if he were hit directly by a falling rock or rolling log weighing thirty to fifty kilograms or even more, his shield-holding arm would be directly broken.

At this time, the dense crowd crowded in the stone ditch had nowhere to hide. Hundreds of rocks and trees rolled down together, and the rocks and trees hit the human body. There was a dull sound of broken bones, panicked screams, and painful wails.

, it became a masterpiece at once.

People have a coherent mind.

Normally, even if Chishan would set up an ambush or take defensive measures in the back mountain, he would pile up rocks and logs behind the ambush position, wait for the enemy to rush over, and use his hands to push out the rocks and logs one by one.

Ambush positions to bombard enemy troops, or to delay the enemy's advance.

In this case, the intensity of the bombardment by falling rocks and rolling trees is directly related to the number of manpower that enters the burying position in advance.

The sparse falling rocks and rolling trees before were in line with the enemy's judgment on the number of light and dark sentries on the back mountain at night, which prompted them to brave the falling rocks and rolling trees to advance to the mountain crest faster.

In fact, the real death trap waiting for these people to step in is the large pile of rubble on the steep cliffs on both sides of the Shigou sentry tower, which is supported by more than a dozen reed mats in advance. Use swords to cut off the slings.

, the power and destructive power of large and small rocks weighing tens of thousands of kilograms falling together is a little bit greater than that of three to four hundred falling rocks or rolling logs being thrown and rolled one after another.

Two to three hundred people discarded their helmets and armor, rolled and crawled, and fled down the mountain in embarrassment. They wished that their parents would have two more legs when they gave birth to him. However, there were still two hundred people who were directly killed by stones, or whose limbs and bones were broken.

, lying in the pile of rocks moaning and wailing.

War is always cruel. The situation is unclear at this time. Of course, Han Qian will not rush to send people to capture these injured attackers. He is also called He Liufeng. Lin Sheng leads a team of troops to guard the entrance of the mountain crest and the cliffs on both sides.

, to prevent the attackers from rushing over to rescue the injured.

We will wait until daybreak to discuss everything.
To be continued...