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Chapter 11 Before the attack on the city

The same night covered Longchuan City. In the sky, there were also the same sparse stars.

In the sight of the scope, Guo Dajing had a panoramic view of Longchuan City.

This was already his third reconnaissance, and he came here secretly and alone.

Da Zhuang is right, Longchuan City is indeed neither tall nor strong, and it was not valued by the builders.

The Jianlu messenger who ambushed and intercepted the enemy took Jierhalang's order and asked the defenders of Longchuan City to join Yizhou to ensure the stability of Yizhou's defense.

Yizhou was the breakthrough point for Jianlu to conquer the dynasty, and it was also a very important base for the offensive route. From the fact that the Longchuan defenders did not receive the order, Guo Dajing judged that there would not be too many Jianlu left behind in Yizhou.

Is Jianlu arrogant or confident, or the Dongjiang Army's combat power is insufficient? Guo Dajing smiled bitterly and moved the sight.

It's both. The Dongjiang Army's equipment is indeed very crude. Not to mention anything else, the military uniforms and armor are not complete.

The Dongjiang Army is far from meeting this standard for its elite troops. Moreover, it is not easy to even have enough food to eat. How can we criticize them for their strong combat power, the ability to attack cities and strongholds and destroy powerful enemies?

Putting away the scope, Guo Dajing had observed carefully. The weak points of the city wall and the lax defense of Jianlu. If they could break through the city, more than a thousand Dongjiang troops still had hope of victory.

Wrapped tightly in his fur coat, Guo Dajing sank into the space of his consciousness and began to work again by hand for the possible siege and future battles.

When he was at the manor, Guo Dajing started picking up "rags". Bottles and cans that others didn't pay attention to, and old and heavy wooden boxes made him very tired.

Now, the bottles and cans can come in handy.

Guo Dajing wrapped it with rags or fur strips, filled it with ammonium nitrate fertilizer, and black powder, installed a paper twist fuse, sealed the mouth, and a grenade was ready.

The lowest burning temperature of black powder will exceed 400 degrees, and above this temperature, amine nitrate fertilizer will violently decompose and explode.

Guo Dajing picked and picked and made seven or eight "grenades" with added materials, which were heavy enough to be thrown by hand. No matter how big the jar was, he only made two. There was no need for more. It was too heavy, except for throwing it down when defending the city.

In this dead space, Guo Dajing found that his work did not require much effort.

Even the properties of some objects have changed, such as steel bars, which can be bent at will and easily straightened again.

Guo Dajing tried to knead the steel bars and rolled them into long lengths, and found that it was extremely easy. Because the steel bars became as soft as noodles and could be deformed as he wished.

This, this is my space, I am the master and can control or transform all objects as I wish.

Guo Dajing discovered another application of space. Although he has not yet thought of a big killer, he knows that it will be of great use.

After he made a hook with a rope for climbing the city, and modified dozens of crossbow arrows, the sound from outside brought him back to reality.

That was the agreed contact signal. After Guo Dajing responded, he sneaked back into the woods and met Liu Qishi.

"I'm really impressed by you." Liu Qishi shook his head repeatedly when he saw him, and said with both admiration and praise: "I don't know how tired I am, I don't know how cold I am, and I don't know how hungry I am."

Guo Dajing smiled and said, "Coming?"

"The sentry arrived first, and a large force will arrive at the latest tomorrow night." Liu Qishi said: "What do you think is better to attack the city, or disguise yourself as a barber who goes out to chop firewood."

Guo Dajing pondered for a moment and said, "Attack the city at night."

Liu Qishi understood that the shaved men only went out of the city to chop firewood during the day, and it was not easy to kill them without being noticed under the watch of the city.

Moreover, it is difficult for large troops to hide close to the city. If they are far away, the defenders will be left with time to respond, and the effect of attacking the city will not be achieved.

Although sneak attacks at night are also difficult, they are still more certain to succeed.

"Okay, let's go together then." Liu Qishi patted Guo Dajing's arm and said with a smile: "When it comes to climbing the city, I still have a few tricks up my sleeve."

Guo Dajing smiled and nodded, but thought in his heart: As long as you are not a monkey, how can your two attacks be worth the weapon I just made for climbing the city?

"Brother Dajing speaks more and more eloquently." Liu Qishi praised Guo Dajing and said as he walked: "The words are concise and concise, not verbose. But stupid people may not be able to understand."

Are you praising yourself for being smart? Guo Dajing chuckled and said, "Practice more, good."

The so-called more practice means that Guo Dajing often speaks silently by himself, which is what is commonly known as the kind of speechless person.

Imagine that there is someone opposite, either Zhang Pan, Zhao Qingshan, or Li Xiujie. Guo Dajing first organizes the words in his mind, and then tries to speak them out in one breath.

The effect is quite good. After all, stuttering was the problem of Guo Dajing from Liao Dynasty, not the current Guo Dajing.

But old habits die hard, Guo Dajing still cherishes words like gold, and is still used to using the shortest words to make statements.

People are ruthless and don't talk much. This is Guo Dajing's established personality and it will not change easily.

If he talks less, he will appear dull. When combined with his deceptive face, he will appear more honest and honest, which will make people less wary.

At the same time, Guo Dajing also believed in the saying "To speak too much is worse than silence." As the saying goes, talking too much will lead to mistakes. Although it is fun to talk too much, sooner or later you will pay the price for talking too much.

Returning to the camp with Liu Qishi, Guo Dajing met the sentry who arrived in advance and participated in the discussion.

With the support of Liu Qishi, everyone also felt that it made sense, so they initially made a plan to attack the city. They would only wait for the army to arrive, and Zhang Pan would make the final decision or make another plan.

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In fact, Guo Dajing admired Zhang Pan for daring to lead a team of more than a thousand people to attack Longchuan.

You must know that with the equipment of the Dongjiang Army, even if it is a sneak attack, 300 Jianlu and 200 shaved men are not opponents that can definitely be defeated.

Therefore, making such a decision requires not only determination, but also courage and the will to fight against the Jianlu.

Poor equipment and low food and wages are not the key. The key is to have the courage to fight. Without this heart, you will be like a chicken and a dog, and can only shrink and defend the city.

The sentinels sent by Zhang Pan were naturally the ones from Ludao to supplement the manpower. Zhou Qing briefly discussed with everyone, and took advantage of the night to set up an ambush position on the road again to intercept the Jianlu messengers coming and going.

It's just a long day, and it's better to try not to have any surprises. In case the enemy in Longchuan makes any changes, causing the plan to completely deviate.

The cold wind blew snowflakes, and Guo Dajing and others took turns to monitor and wait nervously in ambush. When it got dark the next day, no abnormality was found in Longchuan City, and everyone was somewhat relieved.


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