The county magistrate of Wan County disturbed the enemy for three days and nights. Later, he took advantage of his inadequacy and collected more than 10,000 cattle from the county, made red cloaks, painted with colorful dragon text, tied weapons at its horns, and poured fat and reeds at its tail, burned the end, and defeated Sui Army without spending one soldier, and none of Sui Army survived, which was rare since ancient times. Because the place was very tragic at that time, it was later called Shura Land, and pedestrians often avoided it...

--"Xia Ji·Emperor Ai·19th Year of Tianfeng"

Night falls quietly, and the weather is beautiful. The sky is dark every day, which is a good opportunity to steal the camp.

Wang Bo's city began to be noisy as usual, and figures began to sway around Li Sui Camp. The cautious guards were afraid of fraud in the camp, so they carried five thousand cavalry to conduct a tentative attack. As a result, they were forced back by a rapid rain of arrows before they approached Li Sui Camp. Although they failed to rush to the camp, the guards were still very excited: if nothing unexpected happened, this battle could be famous by the county magistrate's poisonous plan. Maybe they could also benefit from it and show a small face in the history books...

With the "symphony" in full swing in the city, even greater movement began in Li Sui's camp. Shadows were exploring something from the ground, and then arranged it in the camp in full swing... Finally, as if the two sides had a tacit understanding, they suddenly returned from noisy to silence at the same time.

At this time, Wang Bo had already stood on the city wall. Looking at the camp outside the city, he slowly issued an order: "Light the war and start!"

With his order, a beacon fire surged into the sky. This time, not only in Jintang City, but also the other three sides of Li Sui's camp began to hustle and bustle. The generals of Wan County couldn't help but open their eyes widened, waiting for the expected grand scene...

But in Li Sui's tent, a young voice was shouting in a hurry: "Hurry! Hurry! Cut off the legs of the three thousand spies! Come into the tunnel quickly!" A shrill cry and moan suddenly sounded in the tent. With these screams, figures disappeared into Li Sui's camp...

The main show finally began. Although he knew it was just a show, Wang Bo was still proud of his big move. There were loud crackling sounds on three sides of the Sui Camp, and immediately boiling, and then three "giant waves" surged towards Sui Camp at the same time. Although he had known Wang Bo's plan, the generals on the city wall were obviously unexpected and were stunned by this artificial wonder: three anger tides roared from three sides towards Sui Camp, making a thunderous roar. Even Jintang City, which is located three miles from Sui Camp, felt the surface trembling. Corresponding to this was the howling of ghosts and wolves in Sui Camp...

Don’t misunderstand that it is not that Wang Bo wants to imitate Guan Yu’s water flooding the seven armies. Wan County is rich in scalpers, and almost every farmer has two or three. The cows are usually docile, but once they are frightened, they will immediately rush into chaos. When Wang Bo was in history again, he admired Tian Dan’s “Fire Cow Formation” and believed that this was a classic battle that won the righteous with a strange victory! “Tian Dan collected more than a thousand oxen from the city, made red garments, painted with colorful dragon text, tied weapons at its horns, and poured fat on its tail to burn its ends. There were dozens of holes in the city, and the night was scattered with oxen, and 5,000 heroes followed. The oxtail was hot and furious, and the Yan army ran to Yan army. The oxtail torch was shining brightly? The Yan army looked at it all, and all the casualties were killed and injured." At this time, he wanted to let the strange things in the history of war bloom again. So he ordered the chief clerk to collect more than 10,000 yellow oxen from Wan County, and according to the gourd, tied a sharp knife on the ox horn, tied a reed on the ox tail, and poured oil on it. As for the funds, of course, the state will pay it!

Finally, three torrents gathered in Suiying Camp, making thunderous roars, deafening. Wang Bo couldn't help but compare with the Qiantang tide: "The turbid waves are empty, and the mountains are destroyed." The torrent formed by running oxen has swept across the entire camp, and the despairing screams have stopped abruptly. The red-eyed ox plowed the camp to a great turn and challenged the unrecognizable kind of person. The tragic war between the cattle and the cattle began again...

The people on the city wall couldn't speak, and they could only look at the hell killing scene and some shock and pity... more of them were fear... The guards wanted to take the five thousand cavalry out of the city to cut off the weeds. However, seeing this situation, he gave up his mind: even if there were ten lives, there were only nine of the torrents made of running oxen; Besides, if the five thousand cavalry were also caught in, the consequences... he shivered and did not dare to think about it anymore. Tonight, he was destined to sleepless...

At dawn, the torrent finally dissipated, and the army in Jintang City drove out to clean the battlefield.

When they arrived at Li Suide's camp, both soldiers and generals could not believe their eyes. This place had become a real dead place! A bloody smell rose all over the sky, and the corpses on the ground were mixed together, blurring into a ball, and it was no longer possible to tell which cow corpses were or human corpses. Living people could no longer see them, and only some cows with strong vitality were still fighting for life and death... Many soldiers could not bear it, and some could not help vomiting. The generals ended up looking at their immediate boss. The culprit was also worried at this time, and they still regretted: Although they knew that there were only 3,000 living people who died in the cattle herd, the remaining tens of thousands were just those cavalry who had already died, they still couldn't help but blame themselves - why did they make it so disgusting? If they had known this, they wouldn't have played the "Fire Cow Formation"!

The generals didn't see anything from their boss's face. They saw that Wang Bo still had a calm poker face, but just looked back at a guard behind him. The guard's face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear...

The guard coughed lightly: "Sir, the meat is rampant here, and some corpses cannot be restored. It is difficult to confirm the number of annihilated enemies!"

Wang Bo glanced at him lightly: "Then, who else can survive the rushing ox?" The guards were silent and dared not say anything.

Wang Bo looked around the land stained with blood and ordered: "Pile the bodies and burn them, and then bury them on the spot to prevent the plague!"

Then he turned around and said to the garrison: "Go back and write the good news and prepare to hand it over to the court!"

At this time, a captain said, "But the body of the rebel Li Sui has not been found yet! How can I explain it to the superior?"

This time, without waiting for Wang Bo to speak, the guard who received the lesson began to teach him a lesson: "Then I will give this opportunity to make meritorious service to you! Look for it in the pile of corpses!"

The captain looked at the flesh and blood and wanted to disgust. How could he dare to look for it? He hurriedly kept silent...

"You each take their own responsibility! Clean up earlier!" Wang Bo greeted the generals, turned his head to the pale guard and said, "Let's go back to the city!"

The two of them got on the horse and left. All the generals were left to endure the disgust and shouted the soldiers...
Chapter completed!