Chapter 373 The Hundred Battles Army led by Nie Ze did not move after occupying Changdu, firstly, it firmly controlled the center of Zeping County, so that the Feng Army took the initiative in Zeping County, and secondly, it also ensured the supply of the whole army, Changdu was a county town, and the granary was well stocked, even if it could not support the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Hundred Battles Army, but with the plundering ability of the Zhenren, they could not starve to death if they were hungry, at best, it would be bitter to the people of Mozambique inside and outside Changdu.
The Hundred Battles Army stopped to make repairs, and the main force of the Mo Army stationed in Panling could only be left to the Plains Army and the Flying Dragon Army to deal with.
Originally, according to Tang Yin's meaning, the Hundred Battles Army was the vanguard army, and the task of fighting with the main force of the Mo Army naturally fell on the head of the Hundred Battles Army, so that the main force of the Mo Army in Zeping County could be eliminated, and the strength of the Hundred Battles Army could be greatly weakened.
Don't look at the fact that it was easy for the Hundred Battle Army to open Panling at the beginning, but now that it is the turn of the Plains Army and the Flying Dragon Army, the situation is already different.
When the Hundred Battles Army fought Panling, the Mo army deliberately released water and did not do a decent resistance at all, but now, Panling has become the only life-saving straw for the Mo army, only by holding Panling, they can block the reinforcements of the Hundred Battles Army, and there is still hope for victory, and once Panling is lost, their operation in Zeping County will be a complete failure, and at that time, they will only have a dead end.
Therefore, at this time, for the Mo army, the battle of Panling can only be won, not lost, and it is the last fight to break the cauldron and sink the boat.
Before the Plains Army and the Flying Dragon Army launched an attack on Panling, the commanders of the two armies, Xiao Muqing and Zuo Shuang, had already had a premonition that this battle would be very difficult.
Zuo Shuangyou made a detailed analysis of the current situation of the Mo army, and came to the conclusion that the 400,000 Mo troops stationed in Panling will definitely defend Panling, and the sixteen camps set up in Panling are all unique, with excellent locations, easy to defend and difficult to attack, as long as the Mo army is tenacious, even if the Plains Army and the Flying Dragon Army attack together, it will be difficult to break through.
Xiao Muqing disagreed with Zuo Shuang's conclusion, he also admitted that Panling is not easy to fight, but he can't stop fighting because Panling is difficult to fight He said to Zuo Shuang: "If you say a thousand things and ten thousand, it's better to put yourself in your shoes and take a look." ” Zuo Shuang smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid that after reading it, General Xiao will lose even the desire to attack." ” "That's not necessarily" Xiao Muqing smiled, and led a group of generals with Zuo Shuang to go out of the camp to the first camp set up by the Mo army in Panling.
This camp was built on a gentle slope, and if you want to attack, you have to attack from the bottom up, and the terrain alone will put the attacker into a three-point disadvantage.
Xiao Muqing and Zuo Shuang and the others didn't dare to get too close, the two looked at the distance from a distance of 100 meters away from the enemy camp, watched for a while, Zuo Shuang turned his head to look at Xiao Muqing, and asked, "What does General Xiao think?"
"It's not easy to attack" Xiao Muqing held back for a long time before saying this, he frowned, put his hand on the pergola, looked up at the sky, and muttered: "Why is it so hot?"
It is now the height of summer, and there is no shade around, and the temperature in Mozambique is already higher than that in the wind country, Xiao Muqing is extremely uncomfortable.
After standing for a while in the direct sunlight, a thin bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Zuoshuang glanced at him and didn't speak.
From September to September, can it not be hot At this time, the wind generals behind urged them to step forward and whispered: "General, the sun is too poisonous at this time, let's go back to the camp first."
"Don't worry" Xiao Muqing waved his hand, looked around again, and wanted to find a place to take shelter in the shade, and suddenly found that the trees on the left and right slopes were tall and stout, straight to the sky, he asked Zuo Shuangdao: "General Zuo, what kind of trees grow on the mountain?"
What tree Zuoshuang looked at him strangely, and couldn't help but underestimate in his heart: Could it be that Xiao Muqing was so confused that he didn't even know the pine tree He took a deep breath and said, "It's all pine trees." ” "Pine tree" Xiao Muqing nodded, turned the horse's head, and walked towards the shade of a nearby tree.
When he arrived under the tree, he turned over and dismounted, touched the trunk of the tree, raised his eyes and looked at the Mo army camp opposite, the corners of his mouth raised, he laughed, and said to the people behind him: "Tonight, we will sneak attack the enemy village" The generals who sneaked up on Zuoshuang at night were all stunned, the enemy village was heavily defended, and it was not easy to attack during the day, but the sneak attack at night could be beaten down, and his left eyes rolled and asked: "General Xiao has thought of a clever plan to break the enemy."
Xiao Muqing smiled indifferently and said, "I don't dare to say the clever plan, but if it goes well, it will be no problem to win three or four camps in a row tonight." ” When Zuo Shuang heard this, he had doubts, just now he was still frowning, and he had no confidence in whether he could break through the enemy village, how could he become confident in a blink of an eye and win three or four enemy villages in a row, how could this be possible Zuo Shuang was puzzled, but he didn't ask, anyway, when he returned to the camp to make tactical arrangements, Xiao Muqing would naturally say the clever plan he thought of.
After inspecting the camp of the Mozambican army, on the way back to his camp, Xiao Muqing asked the generals around him while walking: "How many Mozambican military uniforms are there in our army?"
A general of the Plains Army replied: "Not much, but some were captured when the Moz army was captured, no more than 10,000 sets." ” The places passed by the Hundred Battles Army basically killed all the Mo people, and the captives captured by the Plains Army and the Flying Dragon Army were just some stragglers, and there were pitiful few.
Xiao Muqing pondered for a while and said, "Although it is a little less, it is almost enough." ” The weather in the mountains is unpredictable, and during the day the sky is clear and cloudless, but at night, it is so cloudy that you can't see your fingers.
This kind of weather is of course very beneficial to the party that wants to sneak attack at night, but Xiao Muqing's face is gloomy, and he is a little undecided about whether to do it tonight.
After much consideration, he decided to act tonight and try his luck.
Under the cover of night, the wind army quietly pushed out the stone throwers and city-breaking crossbows in the army, and quietly transported them to the Mo army camp.
The range of the stone thrower and the city-breaking crossbow were both two or three hundred paces away, but the Feng army kept pushing the stone-throwing machine and the city-breaking crossbow until it was only one hundred and fifty steps away from the Mo army's camp before stopping.
At such a close distance, the Wind Sergeants transporting the stone throwers and the city-breaking crossbows could clearly see the flickering and swinging torches on the walls of the enemy camp.
People subconsciously held their breath, half-squatted on the ground, and did not dare to move.
In fact, if Mo Jun can really see their side, even if they don't move, it is useless, after all, the size of the stone thrower and the city-breaking crossbow are too huge, and they can't hide if they want to, but the visibility tonight is too low, and the Mo soldiers on the wall can see about twenty steps at best, and they can't see them at all.
Just when the Feng soldiers and soldiers were all raising their hearts to their throats, Xiao Muqing's direct order suddenly came from the rear, asking them to attack immediately.
Several wind sergeants walked out of the crowd carrying oil drums and poured the oil into the trench that had been dug in advance.
Then, blow the fire fold and ignite the fire oil in the ditch.
In an instant, as if a fiery snake had emerged from the ground, the long trench burst into flames.
The prepared wind soldiers took advantage of the fire in the trench to light torches, and then used the torches to burn the stone bullets of the stone throwing machine and the crossbow arrows of the city-breaking crossbow.
Stone bullets and crossbow arrows have been specially treated by the Wind Army, the crossbow arrows are directly soaked in fire oil, while stone bullets are made up of several pieces of broken stone, which are also soaked in fire oil, and then tied together by hemp rope.
Stone bullets and crossbow arrows were sticky to the fire, and for a while, the fire was raging on the side of the wind army's stone thrower and the city-breaking crossbow, and the fire was shining.
If there is no fire on their side, Sergeant Mo on the walled wall will not be able to see here, and at this time, there is a fire on their side, how can Sergeant Mo not find out "What's going on over there, why did it suddenly catch fire" A sharp-eyed Mo soldier was the first to notice the abnormality outside the camp and screamed loudly.
The other Mo soldiers also looked at each other, and said nonsense: "Could it be a mountain fire?"
"No, there was no thunder and no lightning just now, where did the mountain fire come from?"
Just when Sergeant Mo was still guessing what was going on with the firelight outside the camp, all of a sudden, the little bit of firelight in the black curtain flew up rapidly, catapulted into the air, and then, drawing a semicircular arc, smashing down on the top of their heads.
"It's not good, it's the enemy attack, it's the enemy army stealing the camp at night" It was only then that Sergeant Mo reacted, and the fire outside the camp was not a mountain fire, but was ignited by the Wind Army.
But at this time, the reaction is over, the burning stone bullets falling from the sky seem to be the fire of heaven descending from the earth, smashing on the wall, making a crisp sound, the impact force in the damage to the wall at the same time, will also be tied to the stone bullet of the hemp rope broken, scattered stones splashed everywhere, the worst thing is that the stones are attached to the flames, and the wall is sticky fire, want to extinguish can not be extinguished.
The camps set up by the Mo army in Panling were all built with local materials and pine trees in Panling.
In this way, firstly, there is residual strength, and secondly, pine wood is hard, and it is tall and strong, and it is very common to use it to build defenses.
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But it has a fatal weakness, that is, it is afraid of fire, especially in the hot summer, pine trees under the scorching sun, will give birth to pine oil, and once the pine oil is ignited, it is difficult to extinguish.
During the day, when Xiao Muqing came to inspect, he saw the pine trees all over the Panling Mountains and suddenly thought that the camp of the Mo army was probably made of pine wood, and the temperature was hot in the middle of summer, which was a good opportunity to attack with fire.
In fact, he really predicted correctly, the only thing that worried him was that it would be cloudy tonight, once it rained, the fire attack plan would undoubtedly fail, and it would also arouse the vigilance of the Mo army, and it would be difficult to work in the future, but the soldiers were fast, and he could only gamble on his own luck
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