It was late at night, on the top of the lonely cliff, Qin Ying.
In the big tent, the soldiers had already boiled a large basin of water, and when Xiahoudun returned from his last inspection, he jumped into the basin and took a hot bath.
It's a habit he's developed over the years.
Although Xiahoudun is a martial artist, he pays great attention to the quality of life, even when he is marching and fighting, whenever he has free time, he will take a bath and relax.
In Xiahoudun's view, taking a bath can relieve the fatigue of the day, restore the spirit, and help continue to command the soldiers in the best state the next day.
"Bai Qi, Li Guang, you think that you have cut off the water source of the general, but you never dreamed that the general can still take a luxurious bath, hum" Xiahoudun who was lying in the water sneered, and a bit of ironic sneer appeared in his expression of enjoyment.
Just as Xiahoudun was enjoying himself, the soldiers outside hurriedly entered and said, "General Yu, something happened, the camp on the back of the mountain seems to hear the sound of shouting and killing, let's stretch the bucket down, and the brothers below have also stopped adding water to the bucket." ” There was a killing sound in the other camp Stop filling buckets with water Xiahoudun's body was suddenly shocked, his eyes opened, a trace of jealousy burst out of his eyes, and a trace of ominous premonition suddenly passed through his heart.
"Let's take a look" Xiahou didn't have time to think about it, and jumped out of the water.
Xiahoudun, who had taken a half-bath, hurriedly dried his body, put on his clothes and armor again, and went straight to the edge of the cliff.
At this time, Zhao Yan and other deputy generals had all gathered on the edge of the cliff, looking at the black cliff top, whispering one by one, and their expressions were all nervous.
On the edge of the cliff, there were dozens of wooden barrels, all of which were empty, without a drop of water.
According to the agreement between Xiahoudun and Wang Ping, every night at night, he would stretch down the wooden barrels from the top of the cliff with a rope, and Wang Ping sent troops to fill the wooden barrels with water, and under the cover of night, he unknowingly carried them up to the top of the cliff.
Today, the water stored during the day has been exhausted, and the soldiers are waiting for new water, but unexpectedly, at the appointed time, instead of giving them water from below, there is a shout of killing.
This unexpected change suddenly made the Qin army feel uneasy and worried, and the nervousness soon began to spread among the soldiers.
"What's going on, what's going on down there" Xiahoudun hurried over, asking as he stretched his head down to look down.
He only saw the sparks moving below, and there was a faint sound of killing, but he couldn't see what was going on below.
"General, Wang Ping stopped the water supply, and there was a sound of killing, could it be that the Wei army discovered our dark water source and sent troops to attack the camp" Zhao Yan asked worriedly.
"Impossible" Xiahou frowned, and denied it without thinking about it, "This camp is hidden in the dense forest, and behind the cliff, it can't echo us, how can a thief notice there, it's impossible" "Then how to explain the interruption of the water supply and the sound of killing" Zhao Yan was still worried.
As he spoke, the sound of killing below gradually disappeared, and everything returned to calm.
Xiahoudun sighed darkly, and comforted the soldiers not to be in a hurry, and told them to continue to stretch the bucket down, maybe it was just an accident, and soon the water supply in the other battalion would be restored.
The Qin army had no choice but to suppress their fears, continue to do what Xiahoudun said, and keep stretching the wooden barrel down, hoping that the brothers below could add a mouthful of deadly water to them.
Unfortunately, for a whole night, no matter how many times they stretched the barrel down and lifted it, the other battalions below did not react and did not add a drop of water to them.
It was an extremely difficult night for Xiahoudun.
Due to the rush of time, when Xiahoudun moved to the mountain, he did not prepare enough water storage equipment, and the daily water storage only relied on one day, and it had to be replenished from the dark water source under the mountain every night.
If we don't get water tonight, the soldiers won't be able to boil water to cook tomorrow morning, and they won't even drink enough water.
Xiahoudun knew very well what the consequences would be.
Therefore, throughout the night, Xiahoudun was more anxious than anyone else, and he didn't close his eyes all night, always staring at the edge of the cliff, fantasizing that at a certain moment, the bucket he brought up would no longer be empty.
The east is turning white, and the sky is about to dawn.
Xiahoudun's anxiety also reached its peak, he already had a premonition in his heart, and he was afraid to face the cruel truth: When the sky is bright, he will clearly see that the large camp below has set up the banner of the Wei army Holding on to the last glimmer of hope, Xiahoudun ordered the barrel to be lowered again.
I don't know how long it has passed, and when I was about to be disappointed again, a soldier suddenly shouted in surprise: "There is movement, the bucket has become heavier, they have added water to the bucket."
Immediately afterward, the rest of the soldiers shouted in surprise one after another, saying that the bucket had become heavier.
Xiahou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quietly wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and muttered in his mouth: "It turned out to be a false alarm, this Wang Ping, when the day dawns, the general will have to write a letter to reprimand him, and he almost messed up the army's heart."
When Xiahoudun scolded and scolded in his mouth, every bucket of water was brought up, and all the soldiers looked at the bucket, hoping to take a sip first to quench their thirst.
When they saw the bucket clearly, everyone screamed, and the soldier carrying the bucket was even more frightened, and threw the bucket off his hand and fell to the ground.
"Human heads, the barrel is filled with human heads" The surrounding soldiers immediately let out a frightened scream.
"I also have a human head in this bucket" "Mom, it's all heads, it's the heads of the brothers in other camps."
"What's going on, what's going on?"
Screams and cries of terror rang out one after another, and one by one the barrels were lifted up, and all of them were knocked to the ground, and inside they were all filled with the heads of comrades from other battalions.
Xiahoudun's face, which was originally relaxed, had been distorted into an inhuman appearance in a blink of an eye, his fists were secretly clenched, and his teeth were clenched.
"Could it be that the secret of the other camp was really discovered by the Wei army" Xiahoudun squeezed out a few words with difficulty from between his teeth, and looked down at the cliff as if his neck was filled with lead.
Suddenly, Xiahoudun seemed to have been struck by lightning, his body shook violently, the whole person took a step back, and his hideous and distorted face had become extremely pale.
He clearly saw that in the other camps, the battle flags with the word "Wei" were flying.
The change of flag in the camp means that Wang Ping has lost the camp, which means that the dark water source has been located by the Wei army, and the flag of the "Li" character means that the enemy who captured his life was Li Guang who shot him with an arrow.
"Wang Ping waste, you waste, misunderstand my big thing, mislead me big thing" Xiahou Dun, who was extremely angry, let out a heaven-shattering roar rolled out of his roar.
The soldiers on the left and right were startled and retreated one after another, but soon there was a lot of discussion, and the news that the other camps had fallen and the water source was cut off spread throughout the army in a blink of an eye.
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Those Qin soldiers who got up early in the morning and waited to eat and drink learned this amazing news, and their already insufficient morale suddenly fell into the valley, and they all fell into a panic.
"General, our water source has been cut off, what should we do, what should we do" Zhao Yan asked in a hoarse voice.
Xiahoudun waved the big gun in his hand, roared and roared: "Give me arrows, throw flying stones down for me, I will kill Li Guang's dog mongrel" When the order was laid, the panicked soldiers had to raise their bows and arrows one after another, shoot towards the bottom of the cliff, lift up stones one by one, and smash them towards the camp below.
In the blink of an eye, there was a roar, and the other camp was drowned in dust and mist.
When the Qin army on the cliff was bombarding, Li Guang had already led the soldiers who were trapped in the camp to withdraw a hundred steps away, hiding in the dense forest, and laughing at the enemy's waste of precious arrows with a sarcastic gaze.
"Received the gift I gave you, knowing that the dark water source was cut off, Xiahoudun, are you really annoyed and angry" Li Guang, who immediately looked up, raised a sarcastic sneer on the corner of his mouth.
In the forest, tens of thousands of Wei soldiers laughed out loud, wantonly mocking the enemy soldiers who wasted arrows on the cliff.
On the cliff, Xiahoudun was like crazy, telling the soldiers to keep firing arrows, and even took the strong bow himself and shot it downward.
In a matter of moments, seven or eight thousand sharp arrows were consumed.
Zhao Yan really couldn't stand it, so he had to persuade bitterly: "General, let's calm down, the Wei army should not be so stupid, waiting to be shot by us, it must have already withdrawn from other camps, general, don't waste arrows so needlessly, every arrow we have is precious." ” Under Zhao Yan's hard persuasion, Xiahoudun finally calmed down a little, realized that he had fallen into the Wei army's agitation method, wasted so many arrows in vain, and immediately ordered to stop shooting.
The sound of breaking wind gradually subsided, and Qin Jun finally stopped being stupid.
Xiahoudun threw the hard bow in his hand, glared angrily at the bottom of the cliff, and scolded hatefully: "Bai Qi, Li Guang, you two rats pretending to be ancients, do you think that if you cut off my water source, you will be able to get me, if you have the courage to attack the mountain, I Xiahoudun will never let you succeed."
Xiahou was angry, but he couldn't change the fact that the water source was cut off, and all day long, the Qin army had no water to bury food, so they could only gnaw on some dry food, and the remaining buckets of water could only be reluctantly distributed to the soldiers to quench their thirst.
Although the Wei army took the dark water source, it was obviously not in a hurry to attack the mountain, and only surrounded the Qin army, putting on a posture of intending to kill them alive and thirst on the mountain.
For three days in a row, the Wei army did not move, and the few remaining buckets of water in the Qin army were soon divided by more than 9,000 people, and the water was not exhausted for two whole days.
As time passed, the Qin soldiers, who were thirsty to the point of smoking, became more and more anxious, and their fighting spirit, which was not strong, was rapidly falling towards the brink of collapse.
The arrogance that Xiahoudun had before was also passing rapidly, and he was almost driven crazy.
Previously, he dared to station the soldiers and horses on the lonely cliff, that is, relying on his own dark water source, he could ignore the Wei army to cut off the waterway, and with the steepness of the lonely cliff, the Wei army was nailed here.
And now, after the dark water source was cut off, Xiahoudun realized how wrong his original decision was, which was equivalent to digging a pit for himself and jumping into it.
"Could it be that God really doesn't bless me Daqin, my Xiahoudun and nine thousand soldiers, do I really want to die of thirst on this lonely cliff, I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled?"
Looking at the soldiers who were thirsty and weak to the extreme, Xiahoudun looked up at the sky, and his heart issued a cry of despair and grief. isjgy: