Chapter 1040
: Chapter 377: Who attacked who
Chapter 377: Who Attacked Who
The setting sun is like blood, floating on the ridge coldly, and the half-hidden afterglow sprinkles on the plain, reflecting wisps of gunpowder smoke.The broken flag fluttered feebly in the evening wind, making soft noises from time to time.
Occasionally, a wounded horse struggled to stand up, but soon fell down with a mournful hiss.Against the bleak cold wind, it looks even more desolate.
The corpses were piled up in disorder like hills, and the blood flow meandered, converging on the ground to form a pool of blood. The bloody smell in the air was thick, making people breathe, as if drinking blood directly.
In the Battle of Julu, Cao Jun killed more than [-] people and injured nearly [-].On Liu Bei's side, more than [-] people died in battle, but as many as [-] were injured. [
After the battle, both sides felt a little bit hurt, but since the second day, each of them lived in peace, a rare calm down.
For five days in a row, the two sides just sent out small teams every day to collect the corpses of their respective soldiers, pile them up and burn them.
In the open field, at half a person's height in the air, there is a thin layer of black ash floating, which is the dust left over from the burning of the corpse.It rushed to the face with the wind, sticky and not sticky, and the scorched smell filled the nose, making people want to vomit.
The blood stains on the ground gradually seeped into the soil, providing stronger soil power for the already fertile land.After all the corpses on the entire battlefield were cleaned up, only the uneven ground and broken guns and spears that could be kicked out of the grass with a random kick remained, showing the tragic battle five days ago.
On the night of the sixth day, the moonlight was dim and cloudy.
In Cao Jun's camp, the extinguished bonfire was only a few embers, and the faint blue smoke rose straight into the air, showing the sultry heat and windless summer night.
Several scouts tried their best to keep their eyes wide open, but, after a team of patrolling patrols, they leaned weakly on the fence again, their heads were bit by bit, and they gradually fell into a half-drowsy state.
At this time, it is the fourth watch, which is the time when people are most likely to get stuck.
There were inexplicable noises outside the camp, rustling, like silkworms nibbling mulberry leaves, and popping, like flower buds quietly blooming.But, who would have known that this flower bud is so brilliant, as bright as blood...>
Tap-tat-duh!
There were a few strange noises, and when the scouts woke up in a daze, there were bursts of creaking on the fence.With the sudden sound of horseshoes, it collapsed in an instant.
"Enemy attackāah!"
There was a shrill scream, like a ghost howling in the silent night, but it stopped abruptly when the arrow shot from the dark brought blood when it pierced the throat.
The whole camp was blown up.Amidst the countless running sounds, the soldiers who hadn't figured out the situation ran around in panic like headless chickens.Over the entire camp, enemy attack warnings echoed one after another. For a moment, it was unknown where the enemy came from.
The ground shook slightly, and the sound of rumbling hoofs finally came from a certain direction in the dark night.Some sober soldiers followed the prestige, but saw that all the fences facing east had been brought down, and the horses and antlers outside had long since disappeared.And from that side, countless black shadows, like ghosts from hell, scrambled towards this side.
Under the faint moonlight, there are occasional glares of cold light flickering, which is the edge of a knife and halberd, the sickle for death to harvest life.
The setting sun is like blood, floating on the ridge coldly, and the half-hidden afterglow sprinkles on the plain, reflecting wisps of gunpowder smoke.The broken flag fluttered feebly in the evening wind, making soft noises from time to time.
Occasionally, a wounded horse struggled to stand up, but soon fell down with a mournful hiss.Against the bleak cold wind, it looks even more desolate.
The corpses were piled up in disorder like hills, and the blood flow meandered, converging on the ground to form a pool of blood. The bloody smell in the air was thick, making people breathe, as if drinking blood directly.
In the Battle of Julu, Cao Jun killed more than [-] people and injured nearly [-].On Liu Bei's side, more than [-] people died in battle, but as many as [-] were injured. [
After the battle, both sides felt a little bit hurt, but since the second day, each of them lived in peace, a rare calm down.
For five days in a row, the two sides just sent out small teams every day to collect the corpses of their respective soldiers, pile them up and burn them.
In the open field, at half a person's height in the air, there is a thin layer of black ash floating, which is the dust left over from the burning of the corpse.It rushed to the face with the wind, sticky and not sticky, and the scorched smell filled the nose, making people want to vomit.
The blood stains on the ground gradually seeped into the soil, providing stronger soil power for the already fertile land.After all the corpses on the entire battlefield were cleaned up, only the uneven ground and broken guns and spears that could be kicked out of the grass with a random kick remained, showing the tragic battle five days ago.
On the night of the sixth day, the moonlight was dim and cloudy.
In Cao Jun's camp, the extinguished bonfire was only a few embers, and the faint blue smoke rose straight into the air, showing the sultry heat and windless summer night.
Several scouts tried their best to keep their eyes wide open, but, after a team of patrolling patrols, they leaned weakly on the fence again, their heads were bit by bit, and they gradually fell into a half-drowsy state.
At this time, it is the fourth watch, which is the time when people are most likely to get stuck.
There were inexplicable noises outside the camp, rustling, like silkworms nibbling mulberry leaves, and popping, like flower buds quietly blooming.But, who would have known that this flower bud is so brilliant, as bright as blood...>
Tap-tat-duh!
There were a few strange noises, and when the scouts woke up in a daze, there were bursts of creaking on the fence.With the sudden sound of horseshoes, it collapsed in an instant.
"Enemy attackāah!"
There was a shrill scream, like a ghost howling in the silent night, but it stopped abruptly when the arrow shot from the dark brought blood when it pierced the throat.
The whole camp was blown up.Amidst the countless running sounds, the soldiers who hadn't figured out the situation ran around in panic like headless chickens.Over the entire camp, enemy attack warnings echoed one after another. For a moment, it was unknown where the enemy came from.
The ground shook slightly, and the sound of rumbling hoofs finally came from a certain direction in the dark night.Some sober soldiers followed the prestige, but saw that all the fences facing east had been brought down, and the horses and antlers outside had long since disappeared.And from that side, countless black shadows, like ghosts from hell, scrambled towards this side.
Under the faint moonlight, there are occasional glares of cold light flickering, which is the edge of a knife and halberd, the sickle for death to harvest life.