Wrang Horse Slope.

The sun sets westward, and Pei Yuanshao comes to meet Ma Yue and Guan Hai panting. Behind Pei Yuanshao, each of the fifty soldiers carried a large cloth bag, which was heavy inside, but it was filled with quicklime. When Ma Yue found the quicklime calcined kiln in the backyard of Zhangzhuang, he felt like he had a treasure. Although this thing is inconspicuous, if used properly, it has unimaginable lethality.

What Ma Yue didn't expect was that quicklime had appeared during the Three Kingdoms. In fact, as early as the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the Chinese had already mastered the calcination method of quicklime.

Guan Hai was red in his body, revealing his bulging flesh, and threw a large bundle of hay into the wormwood bushes on the roadside. He shouted to Ma Yue with some displeasure: "Boqi, brothers have been busy for a long time, and we are just mowing the grass here. We don't feed pigs, why are we cutting so much grass? Are we still going to fight or kill the official army?"

A hint of awe of awe flashed through Ma Yue's eyes. Although the eight hundred bandits had gone through life and death, they had not experienced real big and bad battles, so they had limited ability to bear the cruelty of the war and death. At this time, they should try to avoid fighting with the official army as much as possible, so Ma Yue had to find ways to use strange tricks to deal with the official army.

Only by experiencing more victory can the bandits be cultivated and the psychological advantage over the government army is established in their hearts. By then, the eight hundred bandits will be a trustworthy army and will have the strength to fight head-on with the government army. However, it is definitely not now.

Ma Yue smiled coldly and asked, "Old Manager, do you think mowing grass has nothing to do with fighting?"

"Uh, this..." Guan Hai scratched his head and asked in confusion, "Is it relevant?"

"Of course." Ma Yue smiled coldly and decided to teach a tactical lesson to the two wild men Guan Hai and Pei Yuanshao. He pointed to the gentle slope in front of him and said, "Mumapo is the only way to go to Zhangzhuang in Fuyang County. If the official army attacks, it will definitely pass here."

Guan Hai and Pei Yuanshao nodded at the same time, which is easy to understand.

A trace of hideousness flashed across Ma Yue's face and said in a deep voice: "The terrain here is smooth, with wormwood overgrown, with gentle slopes on all sides, but there is a swamp on the south. It is early spring. The sky stems are withered and the plants are yellow, and they are very easy to burn. If our army sets fire from the east, west and north at the same time, the fire spreads from the surrounding middle, the government army will have to retreat south."

Guan Hai and Pei Yuanshao nodded in a vague way.

Ma Yue looked back at the fifty neatly stacked cloth bags, with cruel murderous intent flashing across his face, and said coldly: "As long as the official army retreats into the swamp, they will fall to death, and even the gods can't save them."

"Well……"

Guan Hai and Pei Yuanshao had a cold war at the same time, and Ma Yue's eyes made them feel cold at this moment.

Ma Yue groaned and said in a deep voice: "Old Guan, Lao Pei, follow my original instructions and hurry up and prepare!"

"Yes, the big leader."

The two agreed and left in a flash.

...

"Hurry, hurry up, follow up, don't fall behind."

"The front army continues to advance quickly, don't stop."

Li Yan rode on the horse and kept urging the soldiers to speed up the marching.

Zhang Qiu, the butler of Zhangzhuang, wiped the sweat from his cheeks with his sleeves, looked at Li Yan's mount enviously, and shouted: "Mr. Li, let's take a break for a while. The villain really has no strength. Huh, I can't walk anymore."

"No, it cannot be exhausted!" Li Yan flatly refused, "The bandits in Zhangzhuang are likely to escape at any time. They must arrive before the bandits escape and destroy the bandits."

Zhang Qiu said with a bitter face: "Mr. Li, it seems that he is so anxious. Even if he can arrive before the bandits escape, the soldiers will not have the strength to fight. This will be unfavorable. It is better to rest for a while and then move forward slowly after he has enough energy."

Li Yan glanced at Zhang Qiu with disdain and said, "How dare you discuss military affairs in the village? Wouldn't you hear that one move will decline again and then be exhausted? The soldiers of the entire army obeyed the orders, and must not slacken off. They will kill Zhangzhuang in one move. When the bandits are eliminated, Lord Chen will be rewarded."

Zhang Qiu's little eyes flashed through his anger, and he had to drag his tired legs to continue on his way.

After walking further three miles, the whole army drove into a gentle slope with weeds. Li Yan frowned and was about to stop the march. Suddenly, he saw a swamp wetland in the south. In addition, the gentle slope was smooth and the field of view was wide, which was not conducive to burying ambush. Then he felt relieved and asked Zhang Qiu with a relaxed expression: "Butler Zhang, where is this?"

Zhang Qiudao: "Sir, this place is called Mumapo, and 5 miles ahead is Zhangzhuang."

Li Yan's expression was raised and he waved his horse whip and said loudly: "The three armies obey orders, and Zhangzhuang is five miles ahead. Speed ​​up the marching!"

...

On the top of the hill not far north, Ma Yue waved his hand gently, and the two bandits behind him relaxed, and a lonely pine that was barely held fell down. A small leader with strong arms opened his bow and arrow. With a creaking sound, the strong bow had been pulled into a full moon shape.

Seeing the lonely pine on the top of the hill on the north side fall down, Guan Hai on the east side and Pei Yuanshao on the west side pull out the bow and arrow at the same time. A bandit had already pulled out the matcha with the ashes, and put it on the arrow coated with lamp oil, and the arrow burned. Then, he loosened his hands and buzzed the bow, and the arrow with fire had already shot out of the air.

...

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

As Li Yan finished speaking, three shrill sounds of breaking through the air were heard, and three rockets shot out from the east, west and north at the same time. Li Yan and the 300 officials watched the three rockets drifted through curved arcs in the air and plunged into the withered and yellow weeds. Before they could come back to their senses, the three fire heads had already burned.

Li Yan first reacted, his face changed drastically, and he shouted loudly: "The whole army speeded up and passed through Mumapo immediately!"

However, it was too late! More rockets were shot in the air and kept landing around the government army. The eight hundred bandits carefully prepared hay for a whole morning. At this moment, they finally exerted their due power. The fire spread rapidly, and the wind helped the fire quickly burned into a piece. They rushed over from the north, east and west directions, trapping Li Yan and the three hundred government troops in the middle, leaving only the swamp in the south without a fire.

Li Yan was shocked. Before he could give the order, the three hundred officials who were panicked had already escaped in chaos without waiting for his order.

"Big Bob..."

The official army jumped into the cold swamp like dumplings. The thick mud immediately fell to their knees, making them difficult to move. A few unlucky ones sank quickly and disappeared into the mud in the blink of an eye, which made the officers and soldiers who did not fall into the water behind him frightened. They were neither jumping nor jumping.

The blazing fire spread quickly. Standing on the shore, he could no longer resist the scorching force. The desperate official army closed his eyes and jumped into the swamp. Staying on the shore would definitely be burned and killed. Although he might die when he jumped into the swamp, he at least had a great chance of survival.

Li Yan also rode his horse into the swamp in the chaos, but unlike the soldiers who were glad in his heart, he knew that since the bandits designed such a vicious fire attack plan on Mumapo, they would never leave the government army with a life in the swamp in the south, and they were afraid there would be more vicious means to wait.

Li Yan is worthy of being a famous young talent in Nanyang, and he really guessed it.

When the last official army jumped into the swamp, a shout of killing suddenly sounded in the woods opposite the swamp, and then a large group of bandits rushed out of the woods. Li Yan looked around and saw that there were more than 500 people, which were not what Zhang Qiu said. When he knew that he had been trapped by the bandits, he couldn't help but look back and wanted to find Zhang Qiu hatefully, intending to cut off his head with one sword, but Zhang Qiu had long disappeared from the chaos army.

What surprised Li Yan even more was that the more than a hundred thieves at the front were neither holding swords nor holding guns, but two people were carrying heavy cloth bags in groups, and they didn't know what was inside. The more than a hundred thieves carried their heavy pockets to the edge of the swamp and threw them into the water, and then turned around and left without attacking.
Chapter completed!