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Chapter 205 There are many strange tricks, and the steamed bun can overcome the enemy

In the Chang'an City government building, a bandit gang headed by Blind Tiger directly occupied the place.

In the conference room, everyone from the Zhongzhou team was having a meeting.

Zhang Jie said slowly: "It's strange. In such a prosperous city as Chang'an, why didn't the warlord put his headquarters here?"

Zheng Zha replied: "We have already inquired about it. The entire Shaanxi Province is currently ruled by a warlord named Yang. He has set up his base camp in Hanzhong in order to easily invade Shuchuan and occupy the land of Sanqin."

Chu Xuan drew three arrows on a map, and then said: "That's enough gossip. We can't relax now. The next step is the test. It's not an exaggeration to say that the place where Chang'an is located is the place of the Four Wars."

, only by surviving the warlord's counterattack can we temporarily gain a foothold in Chang'an. After dawn, there is a 70% chance that the army poisoned by Zheng Zha will come to attack the city. This will just provide us with some prisoners of war to dig out.

Imperial Tomb."

"Zhang Jie, Zheng Zha, you two quickly led two thousand troops to ambush in the mountains outside Chang'an City. When the troops approached the city, you immediately showed up and cut off their retreat. Their morale is low now. If you manage it properly,

, it’s easy to take them down.”

Chu Xuan arranged tasks in an orderly manner for everyone.

Wang Jue sat on the main seat, crossed his legs, took a leisurely sip of tea, and then said: "Since their morale is low now, it is better to use some means to reduce their morale to the extreme, so that they only need a slight provocation.

You can eat them without any blood and strengthen us."

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Wang Jue curiously, looking forward to his next words.

I saw Wang Jue with a sinister smile on his face, and said slowly: "At this time, our army's morale is at its peak, and we have occupied Chang'an again. I have the right location and people. It is already the end of autumn. As the saying goes, one day

There was an autumn rain and a cold. They had just had diarrhea and their bodies were already weak. They were forced to go to the battlefield before they had recovered. Then a heavy downpour suddenly hit their heads. Guess how much they had left to fight.

Do you have the strength and the courage to fight? When the time comes, the weather, the right place, the right people, and the people will be in our hands, so we don’t have to worry about them surrendering."

Zheng Zha looked at Wang Jue with a solemn expression, and then said: "Don't you want to spend your Yangshou to pray for rain again?"

I saw Wang Jue taking out all the things needed for praying for rain from the storage space, and said calmly: "Calm down, it's just Yangshou. When your cultivation level is higher in the future, you will be much more..."

Zheng Zha immediately stepped forward, snatched the peach wood sword from Wang Jue's hand, and advised: "No, we already have a high chance of winning, there is no need to pay such a high price, don't bother yourself, okay?"

?”

At this time, Chu Xuan came over and said without emotion: "You are really stupid in your cultivation. Sometimes, science can also make it rain."

Zheng Zha immediately said: "Yes, we can use rain bombs to artificially rain. Zhu Wen, can you figure out what the weather will be like tomorrow?"

I saw Zhu Wen pretending to count, and then said with a smile: "Hahaha, I even saved the rain bombs this time, the weather is here with us, it will rain tomorrow, and it will also be sleet, it's winter.

!”

Wang Jue silently took back all the tools for praying for rain, and then said easily: "God is really helping me. I ordered you to set up more than a hundred large pots at the city gate tomorrow, cook mutton steamed buns, and wait.

Just accept the prisoners."

Chu Xuan adjusted his glasses, looked at Wang Jue seriously, and said in a serious voice: "The way of using war is to attack the heart first, to attack the city next, to fight the heart first, and to fight the army last. Who did you learn your art of war from?

?”

Wang Jue let out a long sigh and took out an erhu from the storage space. With a look of reminiscence on his face, he pulled Erquan Yingyue and said slowly: "Well, this is a bitter history.

To be honest, I haven’t learned any art of war at all. These are all experiences gained in battles. The more you experience, the more you will understand. The more times you are tricked by those old foxes, the more you will naturally become an experienced driver.

.”

Zheng Zha, on the other hand, looked at Wang Jue with great interest and was very interested in the person who could trick him, so he asked: "Brother Jue, I don't mean anything else. I just want to ask that old fox who can trick you."

?”

Wang Jue refused and said, "You don't know me even if I tell you."

"Then let's talk to someone we know!" Everyone in the Zhongzhou team said with curiosity.

Wang Jue had no choice but to say: "Before, in a certain Three Kingdoms world with explosive military power, the original history was completely messed up because of a meteorite. The Five Tiger Generals were in front, the Crouching Dragon Ghost was with him, and Jiang Wan Fazheng was accompanying him.

I have eaten such a luxurious lineup more than once, and I almost didn't make it out alive several times! The lesser ones include Tian Feng, Ju Shou, Shen Pei, Xu You and others who are full of wits and tricks. I can survive until now because of two words, tough luck!

"

"So, you are helping Boss Cao?" Zheng Zha asked curiously.

Wang Jue nodded and said: "Yes, at first I joined Lao Cao's side to follow the trend of history, but Lao Liu picked up a guy named Chen Zichuan and made a fortune. Later, Lao Cao was determined to massacre Xuzhou.

, I couldn't help it, so I turned to Lao Liu's side in a fit of anger. Only when I got to his side did I confirm that Chen Zichuan was a time traveler!"

"Well, Brother Jue, we are both time travellers. Look at what others have done, and look at you, you have become a general..." Zheng Zha said straightforwardly.

Wang Jue became displeased when he heard this, "Why, am I so bad? At that time, the strongest Lu Bu could only tie with me. He, Zhao Yun, and I were all beaten up as soon as we appeared on the stage.

The list of military commanders is all based on one king, two Lu, three Zhao and four passes."

At this time, Chu Xuan, who was silent on the side, slowly said: "Where is Chen Zichuan ranked?"

Wang Jue replied seriously: "Number one on the list of counselors! But this man likes paddling as much as I do, but after all, it is more difficult for me to do paddling as a military general, so I changed my job to a civil servant in the mid-term, but Chen Zichuan, he

There is something wrong with my character, and I always like to do prostitution, but I am different, I am a fastidious person, and I give you money!"

Everyone was filled with dark thoughts after hearing this, and their understanding of Wang Jue and his bottomless bottom was once again refreshed.

...

The next morning, it was dawn, but the weather was gloomy, and a heavy downpour was brewing in the sky.

Wang Jue performed a set of Wudang Mountain King's Eight Fists on the tall and wide city wall. No, Wudang Mountain Xuanwu Fist. The fists were surging, and the muscles and bones all over his body were ringing together. The sound from his chest was like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, and his body was like a turtle-shaped snake.

, sometimes as quiet as a lonely mountain, sometimes as moving as thunder.

After Wang Jue finished his punch, Zhang Jie's voice came through the thousand-mile sound transmission talisman, "They are coming."

At this time, a light rain began to fall in the sky. Wang Jue stretched out his right hand to catch the raindrops, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "It's just the right time!"

The warlord soldiers who came to attack the city were already weak and weak in the legs after having diarrhea all night, and they were even more exhausted after walking a long way to Chang'an City. Tired soldiers are a taboo for military strategists.

At this time, it began to rain with sleet, and the rain became heavier and heavier, as if it was pouring down.

The cold rain instantly wetted the clothes of the warlord soldiers, turning the 50,000 people underground into 50,000 drowned rats.

The snow is very cold in winter, but the rain in autumn is even more freezing. The drizzle turns into cold air and goes straight to the bone marrow. The thinner soldiers are struggling with the rain.

On the other hand, Wang Jue, who was guarding the city, was sitting back and waiting for work. They were well prepared. They all put on thick raincoats and were waiting for them to come.

Rainy days are not the time for marching and fighting, let alone attacking the city. As the rain became heavier and heavier, the commander of the 50,000 warlord soldiers had to order the siege to continue. Because of the death order from above, do not advance and retake it quickly. If it comes to Chang'an, you will have to take the bullet yourself. Anyway, you don't have to attack the city yourself.

Because it was a rainy day, the explosive packs and old cannons could no longer be used, so human lives had to be used to fill them.

Chu Xuan looked at the behavior of the warlord soldiers below and ordered to the surrounding bandits: "Use a rocket launcher to warn them."

Following Chu Xuan's order, dozens of rocket launchers were fired directly in front of the warlord soldiers, and a dozen unlucky ones were killed on the spot.

A figure hurriedly ran to the commander and said hurriedly: "Commander, they have cannons!"

"Shut up, I saw it. It seems that these bandits have already planned. They should withdraw their troops first and attack the city when the rain stops!" the warlord division commander said coldly.

At this time, an officer rushed up in panic and shouted: "Report to the division commander, an unknown number of troops appeared in the rear, directly cutting off our retreat!"

"Then call me back. Do you still need to ask me?" the warlord division commander shouted angrily.

"But the enemy's firepower is fierce, and there are more than a hundred machine guns. Their cannons can be fired even in rainy weather. We can't get through at all!" The officer said with a sad face.

For a moment, the men and horses on both sides were silent in the rustling rain, and now they were competing to see who could carry it better.

The people on Wang Jue's side were bandits, and they were far inferior to the warlord soldiers in terms of psychology and combat quality. But at this time, the right time, place and people were on his side, so how could Feilongqian lose?

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it had become a torrential downpour. It was impossible to advance or retreat, and the two sides were locked in a stalemate in this chilling situation.

Time passed minute by minute, and two hours later.

The thin soldiers could no longer hold on and began to faint in the rain, and their morale became increasingly low.

On the city tower, hundreds of bandits shouted in unison, "Surrender without being killed, and go into the city to eat mutton steamed buns!"

The shouts of the bandits spread far and wide through huge loudspeakers.

But those warlord soldiers did not move at all.

Wang Jue said calmly: "It seems that they are unwilling to see the steamed buns. Zheng Zha, go up to the sky and disperse the dark clouds, stop the rain, and let the fragrance of the mutton spread out."

Ten minutes later, a huge hole appeared over Chang'an City, and people could even see the blue sky through it.

This strange phenomenon made Yu also listen.

Just when the warlord commander was about to stop the counterattack, he heard the shouts of the bandits who surrendered and went into the city to eat steamed buns instead of killing them.

Warlord Commander: "Even if I starve to death or catch a cold from the rain, I won't take a bite of your food!"

At this time, the aroma of mutton began to permeate the battlefield, which was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The effect was so extraordinary that the warlords and soldiers were unable to fight anymore.

The warlord division commander smelled it a few times and said slowly: "It smells so good, we are willing to surrender!"
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