The battle formation marched triumphantly without encountering any resistance, reaching the foot of the moat.
In Li Mu's eyes, Zhao City seemed to have been breached. As long as he could capture the city gate, he could lead the Zhao and Han coalition forces to attack. How could the more than 10,000 soldiers and horses in the city be the opponent of the 60,000 coalition forces? Catching Ji Jie and rescuing Princess Qian would be a great achievement.
Sima Shang's eyes were filled with eagerness, and he wished he could lead his men to kill them now and be the first to rush into Zhaocheng.
At this time, Han Chuang's admiration for Li Mu reached a fever pitch. He was lucky to have such a partner who could lead him to victory.
Ji Jie stood on the city gate tower with a smile on his face. The enemy's platoon of vehicles had already entered the minefield. He would detonate it when they moved a little further to ensure that no fish slipped through the net.
The sound of the squeaking wheels of the train stimulated the auditory nerves of the Zhou defenders. No one showed the slightest panic, because they knew that Zhaowen Jun was with them, and the enemy could not take advantage of him without him.
It was almost done. Ji Jie took out the sun-shooting bow, took the newly lit rocket from Zhao Ling's hand, and aimed the bow at the intersection of the mine fuses, where the black powder was buried, and the fuses were all placed within the gunpowder. When the gunpowder is ignited, all the fuses will be ignited.
"Whoosh!" The rocket drew a perfect parabola in the air and accurately shot into the linen piece containing gunpowder.
"Huh..." A burst of white smoke came out, followed by a rapid "chichi" sound. The lead was hidden in the bamboo pole with the bamboo knots opened and buried in the soil. Many Zhao Jun in the row heard the lead coming from under their feet. There was a burning sound, but no one took it seriously.
"boom……"
The first explosion directly knocked a row of cars flying, followed by the broken limbs and broken arms of the Zhao soldiers. No one in the car was spared.
Li Mu's eyes widened. What was going on? How did the explosion start from below the ground?
"Boom...boom..."
The thunderbolts and sky-shattering cannons buried underground exploded one after another, and each row of cars was blown up. Those that did not fly were instantly shrouded in white smoke. When the white smoke dissipated, the row of cars stopped in place. Move again.
It was obvious that the people hiding inside died miserably.
The four double-decker trucks were not spared. Three thunderbolts under one of them exploded at the same time. Logs flew instantly, and the people inside were blown to pieces.
The few Zhao soldiers who were not directly killed by the explosion covered their ears and ran out of the car with bleeding eyes. Before they could take a few steps, they were blown up again.
Zhao Ling's face looked a little ugly. After all, the death of these Zhao soldiers was tragic, and he was from the Kingdom of Zhao.
"There is no way. If this is not the case, the unlucky ones will be the people around us!" Ji Jie sighed: "There are also tens of thousands of people in Zhaocheng. The war is cruel. If you want to save your own life, you have to kill. Kill your enemies with all possible means!"
Zhao Ling nodded and his expression recovered a lot.
"Ming Jin...Ming Jin quickly..." Li Mu looked flustered.
Sima Shang had followed Li Mu in his wars for decades, but he had never seen him so flustered. He thought something was not right. The marshal had lost his temper. When fighting with masters, they must be victorious. Once one of the parties is flustered, it is far away from defeat. Not far away.
It was too late to call for gold, dozens of platoons of vehicles were destroyed, and none of the nearly 3,000 elite Zhao soldiers hidden inside survived, and the minefield was filled with smoke.
"Marshal Li, shall we withdraw?"
"withdraw!"
The coalition forces retreated to the main camp in despair. After this defeat, everyone from Li Mu down to the ordinary soldiers were full of doubts about whether this battle could be won.
Sima Shang had a fiery temper. When he saw Li Mu sitting in the tent with a dejected expression, he ignored the relationship between superiors and subordinates and pointed his nose at him and scolded him. That was called a bloody nozzle.
Li Mu has never failed against anyone in these years. Over time, he has naturally developed a latent arrogance. He always unconsciously thinks that no one in the world is his opponent. Once he encounters a defeat, all his confidence will disappear.
Being scolded by Sima Shang actually woke him up, and Li Mu's face regained its proper look.
"General Sima scolded you well!" Li Mu said sincerely: "If it weren't for your words, I might have been depressed because of this. Victory and defeat are commonplace for military officers. What's more, our coalition forces have not suffered any injuries and thousands of casualties.
No matter what, we must be the ones who laugh in the end!"
"Marshal is wise!" Sima Shang was so happy in his heart.
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Ji Jie expected that the coalition forces would be huddled in the camp and unable to escape within a short period of time, so it was time for him to implement his plan to lure the snake out of its hole.
According to the newspaper, the several food transport teams dispatched by South Korea before were accompanied by heavy troops to guard against plunder by the Zhou army along the way. After several times, they found that the food roads were very safe, and the guard standards were lowered accordingly.
"Your Majesty, you want to seize the enemy's food and fodder again, don't you?" Zhao Ling saw that Ji Jie's eyes had been staying on the coalition's food road, and said with a smile: "No matter which country's army it is, once there is no food,
The morale of the army will be in chaos, and morale will drop to the extreme!"
Ji Jie shook his head and said: "You are only half right! I want to build a food road, but not because the Zhao and Han coalition forces have no food to eat. The border between Da Zhou and South Korea is hundreds of miles long. They can choose any point.
As a route for transporting grain, we are too exhausted to block the grain route! My purpose is to use the robbery of grain and grass as an opportunity to lure Li Mu or Han Chuang into taking the bait!"
Zhao Ling didn't quite understand what Ji Jie said, but he didn't ask any more questions. In his opinion, implementing Ji Jie's orders was more important than anything else.
Ji Jie's eyes fell on a strange location - Sanzhe Valley.
The straight-line distance from the mouth to the bottom of this valley is only three miles, but if you follow the road, you have to walk at least ten miles to get out. The reason is that the road in the valley is in the shape of a three-fold zigzag, hence the name Sanzhe Valley.
"Send messengers immediately!" Ji Jie began to issue the order: "Instruct Ji Jian to lead three thousand cavalry to ambush at the west entrance and first turning of Sanzhe Valley. When the Korean food delivery team enters the valley, immediately block the entrance and exit. Remember one thing
We must stop the messengers who want to escape to South Korea. As for those who go to the coalition camp to report the news, let them go!"
"General Zhao Ling, you return to the royal city immediately!" Ji Jie said to Zhao Ling: "He also led 3,000 cavalry and ambush at the second turning on the first west side of Sanzhe Valley. After letting in the allied reinforcements, seal the hole.
Block it for me and don’t let anyone out except the messengers they sent to move reinforcements to the coalition camp!”
"Got the order!"
Then the two brothers Xiong Ba and Xiong Ben led 3,000 men to ambush at the third turning. Ji Jie personally led 3,000 men to block the exit of the valley.