When everyone heard this, they all shook their heads. It was obvious that this thing had not yet appeared in Da Zhou.

Zhou Jian also accidentally saw it on a military program in his last life. He remembered it not long ago and explained at this moment: "Wengcheng refers to building a city within a city within the city, in a square or oval shape, with city walls connected to both sides."

"It is equipped with arrow towers, gates, tooth walls, etc., which are generally used to resist the enemy's towering pillars and trebuchets, and to establish multi-layered defense lines."

"But this time, I will abandon the original city wall, pretend that the city is broken, lure the enemy's remaining 60,000 reserve troops into the city, and kill them with one strike!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked. It was the first time they heard such a novel method.

Even Zhang Liao, the former commander-in-chief of the armed forces, had never heard of it, but he quickly reacted and exclaimed: "Your Majesty, do you mean to build a new city wall in Beilong Pass, let the enemy in, and then close the door to beat the dogs?"

Zhou Jian put his hands behind his hands and nodded: "That's right."

"Now Zhou Ke's heavy cavalry is preparing to raid the formation. Even if we want to pursue them and fight, we have to be wary. But as long as we build this city, we can attract the reserve troops to come in, and at the same time, we can perfectly isolate the heavy cavalry from outside!"

"When the time comes, Zhou Ke can only watch the Battle of Wengcheng. He is weak in spirit but weak in strength. He has witnessed with his own eyes the destruction of his 100,000 reserve troops. It's time. Their three armies are already very weak. It's time to return the favor!"

His eyes were sharp, and his clenched right fist was banging like his determination.

Some people worried: "But this is equivalent to a fight to the death. If we can't win, Beilong will be lost."

Zhou Jian was determined: "The Beiyuan reserve army will be defeated!"

"When they fall, they will be the strongest heavy cavalry in the North Plains!"

Suddenly, the people around him were eager to try: "Yes, your Majesty is right, it is just a reserve army of 60,000, let them go without return and be wiped out!"

"I'll wait for your second opinion!"

Each and every one of them was as if they had been beaten to death, and they lost their temper every day while guarding the city. Now they were very excited when they heard about Zhou Jian's plan.

Wang Yu, who was on the mountainside, smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, we will definitely win, but the problem is this wood..."

"How can we build an urn city without huge trees?"

"If the urn city is not built, it will be difficult to encircle it, and it will not be able to prevent the heavy cavalry from supporting it."

Suddenly, it was like a basin of cold water drenching everyone present from head to toe. Everyone's expressions darkened: "Yes, what should we do?"

Zhou Jian frowned, looking closely at the dense jungle on the opposite mountain peak, his brain was running wildly, how should he transport the wood?

And it must be concealed from others and cannot be discovered by Luhe's scouts, otherwise the success will be in vain and the transport team will be intercepted and killed.

Silence, silence again, there was only the sound of the howling wind on the mountain peaks, and sadness covered everyone's faces.

Suddenly, Zhou Jian suddenly remembered something and turned around.

When everyone saw his expression, they were shocked and raised their heads. Could it be...?

"Guanshan, where is Guanshan?" Zhou Jian shouted.

Master Ku quickly turned around and saw Guan Shan rushing over from the guarded path on the left wing: "Report, Your Majesty, I am here to serve you. What can I ask?"

Zhou Jian's eyes were fiery: "Last time you traced the poison, but did you find it here?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, why was poison mentioned again?
Chapter completed!