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Chapter 62 surprise attack

It is impossible to seize a well-fortified city within half a month by conventional methods, and unconventional methods include destroying the city, instigating rebellion, surprise attacks, etc...

Destroying the city, such as flooding, plague... is against humanity and will not be adopted easily.

Instigating rebellion requires harmony between people, and Changnan City does not meet the conditions.

After carefully studying the structure of Changnan City, Han Zhao proposed a surprise attack.

He will lead a trained team to sneak into Changnan City from the waterway, open the city gate at Yinshi, and let the Jingzhou army lurking outside invade.

This method is simple to say, but quite difficult to operate.

Lurking into the city not only requires the members of the raid team to be highly skilled, but also faces enemies from all sides after entering the city, and there is no support. The team leader needs to make accurate judgments at the right time in every next step, avoiding the eyes and ears, and completing the raid.

This is a special warfare operation. Many generals don't understand it, and even if they have heard of it and know the principle, they still cannot complete a set of combat plans independently.

For example, Liao Heng, the coach of Jingzhou who was the main attacker this time, heard Han Zhao's battle plan and his first reaction was that this method was not feasible.

He admitted that Han Zhao's strategy was theoretically sound, but the plan was too elaborate, and the more elaborate the plan, the easier it would be to fail.And the possibility of success of this method is less than [-]%, because their soldiers simply don't have such a high execution ability.

In the end, Gong Liangyin proposed to let Han Zhao have a try. Unexpectedly, Liao Heng turned around and said to Han Zhao, "Don't listen to him, he is telling you to die."

Han Zhao's expression was quite subtle when he heard this: It seems that Gong Liangyin's popularity among generals is not very good.

But the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.Both Han Zhao and Gong Liangyin chose to adopt this method, and Liao Heng had to follow.

What Han Zhao needed was the best of the best, and he could only gather 23 people from the entire army.After a short period of training, it barely reached the standard.

When setting off at night, Gongliang Yin poured wine for Han Zhaojian.Han Zhao didn't go to pick it up: "Forget it, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you and me to have any good intentions."

In front of him was the person who robbed his disciple. Not to mention that Han Zhao didn't like him at all, he also felt that Gong Liangyin harbored malice towards him, because he did the same to Gong Liangyin.

Gong Liangyin retracted his wine glass and sighed helplessly: "Yin's previous actions were all doing his duty as a counselor, and it is really helpless to offend Your Excellency. But Yin has absolutely no malice towards Your Excellency. Your misunderstanding makes Yin very sad. After all, Yin actually likes Your Excellency very much. "

like?what do you like?The disciples who like Han Zhaojiao are outstanding and capable, so let him pick them up for nothing?

For such words, Han Zhao will always ignore them.He turned his head forward, tightened the reins, and shouted: "Let's go."

No matter how others doubted it, this method of combat was old school for Han Zhao.

In his previous life, his first captain at Yumenguan was very good at surprise attacks.At that time, the Huns were rampant and the border guards were seriously insufficient. In such an environment, the captain who was born as a civilian honed his supernatural powers and implemented many amazing battle plans.

Han Zhao followed him for more than a year and learned a lot. Later, these experiences also helped Han Zhao a lot during the Southern and Northern Wars.

After becoming famous, some literati came up to curry favor with Han Zhao and wanted to write a book for him. Han Zhao asked the literati to compile a set of military tactics under his guidance, and there was a chapter dedicated to surprise warfare.

When the book was completed, it was the tenth year since the captain died in Huangsha to protect his subordinates.The only thing Han Zhao can do is to record his name in the book.

It's a pity that the book on the art of war was written by the rebels, and it was burned after Han Chongguang was executed, and it has not been handed down.

Recalling the past is always a bit bleak. The years of war have left Han Zhao with too many regrets, but it is also these years of gold and iron horses that have created Han Zhao today.

Han Zhao can't say good or bad about these experiences. He doesn't like to look back on the past, and he almost never regrets it.

People have to look forward and be responsible for every decision they make.

It was night, the gate of Changnan City was opened, and the suspension bridge over the moat was secretly lowered.

This beautiful infiltration barely alarmed anyone. By the time the guarding soldiers discovered something was wrong, hundreds of Jingzhou soldiers who had been ambushing outside had already sneaked into the city and began to seize the tower.

"There is an enemy attack!" A cry shattered the silence of the night, and suddenly there were noises, running sounds, and the sound of fighting, making the night a sudden change.

Liao Heng, who led the army to guard the high mountains, received the signal to open the city, pulled out the long sword at his waist, pointed to the sky and shouted: "Seize Changnan, kill!

"Kill!" The voice of Yinghe rushed over the mountains and seas, and thousands of soldiers rushed towards Changnan City together. The cavalry rushed the fastest and pulled them into an arrow.

The guards in Changnan were not idiots, and responded quickly: "You and I will take back the city tower, line up and set up bows on other parts of the city wall, and prevent the enemy cavalry from approaching!"

The arrows were set up quickly, and the rain of arrows flew down all over the sky. Some people fell off their horses after being hit by arrows, but more people rushed towards the city gate without moving forward.

The Changnan defenders were also charging. They tried again and again to regain the city gate, but they stopped at the steps.

Han Zhao took the remaining members of the raiding team to guard the steps. The spear, which was taller than a person, was as flexible as an arm in his hand. Every enemy who tried to rush up the tower was cut down by the spear, blood, limbs, Howling... became the main component of this corner.

There is only a momentary pain when the knife and arrow fall on the body. The feeling of cutting the enemy's neck with the tip of the gun is not much different from tearing rice paper. The enemy's blood temperature is the only temperature Han Zhao can feel now.

When the gun was drawn, the blood on the gun spilled into a rain of blood. It was not cold on the other people, but it made people terrified.Compared with his swift and quick way of killing the enemy, and his invulnerable wound-receiving ability, what makes others more fearful is the calmness in his face and eyes.

The essence of war is plunder. The kings of the country compete for wealth and land, but what they are fighting for is the lives of others and themselves.

If the enemy dies, I can live.

This is the common sense engraved into Han Zhao's genes.

He is not a thinker, and he has never thought about whether this is right or wrong. He only knows that he can reach all the things or people he wants by stepping on these bones.

Before that, all he had to do was try his best to keep him and the soldiers behind him alive on this road.

One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, as has been the case since ancient times.

In Changnan City, the gold stocks roared, the banners fluttered, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

On a hill not far away, Wen Shi in a dark blue gown was also paying close attention to the battle.

Gong Liangyin's expression was very relaxed. They had already won this battle when the city gate was opened.

His calm eyes swept across the city tower, and his lowered hands fiddled with the pendant tassels on his waist intentionally or unintentionally.

The scene on the tower was very chaotic, but after a lot of effort, he still found Han Zhao's figure, and he also had a panoramic view of Han Zhao's hard work before Liao Heng arrived.

When Han Zhao came out of the siege in blood, a gleam appeared in his quiet eyes, and he smiled and said to the back: "Look, isn't he beautiful?"

The young man standing behind Gong Liangyin nodded vigorously twice, his eyes continued to stick to Han Zhao's figure, brighter than the stars in the sky.

……

Dawn breaks in the sky, and the battle draws to a close.

Soldiers began to sweep the battlefield, capturing scattered enemy troops.

The fighting on Han Zhao's side also stopped. He sat on the steps and looked at the corpses all over the place, feeling almost abnormally calm.

Last night, the raid team guarded the most dangerous opening. There were 23 members in the team, 12 of them died, and [-] people lost their combat effectiveness due to injuries. Only Han Zhao and the other person barely said that there was no serious problem. For a surprise raid team that is almost a death squad , this kind of casualty is considered good.

Han Zhao found a water bag, opened it and took a sip, then handed it to the soldiers who were still alive. The water bag was passed down one by one, and those who were unconscious were given water by those who could still move.

After drinking the water, the soldier recovered a little bit, and the young soldier sitting closest to Han Zhao sighed: "Captain Han, I always thought that I would die before I touched the city gate."

Even after starting the mission, the members of the raiding party were not confident of completing the mission.It was Han Zhao's calm and precise orders that relieved their nervousness, making them feel that as long as they completely followed Han Zhao's orders, they could give themselves to Han Zhao and become his arms.

And so, they accomplished this marvelous raid that, in retrospect, still feels unreal.

Han Zhao had seen more exciting surprise battles, and he didn't think there was anything special about this battle, so he calmly replied, "What are you afraid of? I never set up deadlocks for my soldiers."

The soldiers of Han Chongguang in the previous life all believed in one principle: no matter what kind of predicament, as long as they believe in their general wholeheartedly, there will be hope of victory.

The soldiers didn't know the origin of the person in front of them, but at this moment they miraculously had the same state of mind as those veterans who had passed away for many years.

A carriage was coming from a distance, and Han Zhaoyuan saw it, stopped chatting with the soldiers, picked up the enemy's flag on the ground, rolled it up, wiped the blood off the gun barrel, got up and went down the tower.

Gong Liangyin arrived in front of the city in his car, and dismounted in front of Han Zhao who had come down from the tower.

He greeted Han Zhao gracefully: "This battle can be a great success, thank you so much."

Han Zhao refused coldly: "You don't need to thank me, it's Zhao Ji's."

"One yard counts for one yard. You will be rewarded by the young master, but you can't miss it." Gong Liangyin said, turning around and pointing to the several boxes carried by the soldiers behind him, "This is a thank you gift from the lord."

As Gong Liangyin's voice fell, the box was opened, and a golden light seemed to radiate for a moment.

The three large boxes were full of treasures and beautiful utensils. Even with the knowledge of General Han Chongguang, he had to admit that Liu Ci was very generous.

Han Zhao glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze: "No need."

"Your Excellency, please be sure to accept it." Gong Liangyin put a heavy accent on the word "must".

Han Zhao took a deep look at Gong Liangyin, and no longer refused: "Give it to the soldiers of the raiding team."

As long as Han Zhao accepts the treasure, Gong Liangyin doesn’t have to keep it for himself, so he agreed to Han Zhao’s request, “Okay.”

The war is over and the belongings have been collected. Han Zhao and Gong Liangyin have nothing to say.

Gong Liangyin also seemed to know that he ordered people to bring the good horse prepared for Han Zhao. The intention of seeing off the guests was obvious, but he didn't even leave Han Zhao and Zhao Ji with the opportunity to say goodbye.

Han Zhao got on his horse, turned his head and took a deep look at Changnan City for the last time. When he turned around, he took off the red turban that was used to identify his identity in battle and threw it on the ground. He said to Gong Liangyin, "Now, it's yours."

This "belongs to you" refers not only to Changnan City, but also to Zhao Ji.

Now Han Zhao can only comfort himself that Zhao Ji will return to Liu Ci after all, but in a different way.

The good or bad fortune that this decision will bring about Han Zhao is uncertain, the only thing he can do is to trust Zhao Ji, and believe that Zhao Ji can protect himself and find a way out in the turbulent and chaotic world alone.

Before leaving, Han Zhao took a special look at the boy who led him the horse.

The young man has a handsome appearance and clear eyes.But the reason why Han Zhao paid attention to the young man was that the other party kept staring at him, and his eyes were so bright that he was uncomfortable.

However, this extra glance didn't remind Han Zhao of anything. He was puzzled and left without looking back.

After Han Zhao left, the young man picked up the red kerchief that Han Zhao had thrown on the ground. When he wanted to put it in his arms, he found Gong Liangyin looking at him. He reluctantly handed the scarf to Gong Liangyin.

Gong Liangyin smiled softly, "If you want it, just keep it, I won't compete with you for this."

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