"My lord, according to the recent news circulating in the country of Zhao, Han Cang, the commander of the Zhao family, has gone to Li Mu's border army. His behavior should be as expected by your lord, and he will not let Li Mu's border army go south."
After leaving the shogunate tent of the Chinese Army, Bai Qianhong and Yan Lingji followed, while Li Xin and others led the army to reorganize their troops. For several days, they had been marching in the hinterland of Zhao State, and there were indeed some dangerous moves in the army.
Fortunately, there was a two-day battle in Handan, and Lian Po was the general invited by Prince Jia. Zhao Wangqian and Guo Kai would never let him achieve huge results.
Therefore, it is impossible for the border troops to go south!
"We must be on guard. The general has already posted scouts in the city of Fanwu, a hundred miles away in the north. If there is any change, we will know it soon. We will fight tomorrow morning. With Lian Po's defensive speed, the city of Yi'an may not be able to resist.
The power of fierce fire oil.”
"I'll be returning to Xianyang soon."
The sky has darkened. Walking in the brightly lit military camp, Zhou Qing shook his head when he smelled the bright red. He could only say that there was not much chance that Li Mu would go south.
Although he may not go south, his people can help in other ways.
"The war opportunities are constantly changing. Zhao General Lian Po has been fighting for his whole life. I am afraid that all his plans will be lost in the fierce flames."
"After this battle, all the countries in Shandong will definitely purchase a large amount of fire oil from the Yan State. If so, the casualties among soldiers will be even more severe in future battles, and the past siege methods will probably no longer exist."
What I have learned is the art of Guigu Zongheng, which naturally contains the essentials of military tactics. Compared with the secret biography of military strategists, it is more of a description of the general strategy and does not reveal the specific methods of marching and combat.
Without the power of fire and oil, the Qin army could certainly break through the entrance of Jingxing, but they would probably lose more than 20,000 to 30,000 men now. Lian Po did not expect this step and retreat like this.
"The power in the fiery oil is more than that."
"This battle belongs to Xianyang. I should open a weapon hall in Changxin Academy to specialize in the research and development of weapons of war. I think it will be fruitful in the future. All things in the world are yin and yang, and there is no invincible and indefensible weapon."
The fierce fire oil used now is mixed with various existences, and has not been refined or purified. I don't understand the thing, but I know the principle. Those Mohists who will be the Shaofu will not let me down.
There is also some saltpeter, charcoal, and sulfur formula in my memory. I know the ingredients, but the specific optimal ratio has long been forgotten. I am not an encyclopedia. Being able to write down these is already considered knowledgeable.
"Young master, I think you might as well select strong soldiers from the army and practice the "Wuding Secret Technique". There are not many soldiers in the Qin army who are willing to die despite being weak."
"It is enough to gather the strength of the army and train those people to the innate peak. It can also be used as a weapon to attack the city. If you punch it, those city gates will never be able to withstand it."
"Fierce oil is good, but it won't be used if it rains continuously."
When she was in Shu Mountain, Yan Lingji also had a look at the power of Wu Ding Luxurious. Of course, compared with the strength of ordinary people, if the loss of life is not considered, a powerful Wu Ding Lishi can be created in a year and a half, which is enough.
Comparable to innate masters.
Although Fierce Fire Oil is good, it is just fine in the land of Sanjin. However, in the land of Southern Chu, there has always been a lot of rain, and there are rivers crisscrossing it, so it is difficult to use it. It is better to cultivate five Ding strongmen, who are invulnerable and powerful.
The crisp sound flowed, the beautiful eyes flashed with mysterious light, and the posture moved, but it was quite restrained.
"It is indeed good to practice the "Wuding Secret Technique", but it is not suitable for siege."
"With the strong physique of those who have achieved success, they should become another group of people. You will know in the future."
The "Wuding Secret Technique" inherited from Shushan can create Wuding strong men. If they practice it from a young age and practice normally, they can create people who are not weak in cultivation. With their strong physiques, they should be suitable to become soldiers who have been refined in the long river of time.
With a small number of people, they can carry out various urgent tasks. No matter where they are, they are enough to deal with any situation. They are very different from ordinary soldiers and can be regarded as special soldiers. It would be a waste to become a light soldier who dares to die.
"It turns out that the young master has already thought of it."
A look of silence passed over Yan Lingji's straight face. Sure enough, it would be a waste if the practitioners of the "Wuding Secret Technique" were only used to build bridges and pave roads.
"Have a good rest tonight, but tomorrow will be a tough battle!"
Arriving at the tent not far from the shogunate of the Chinese army, he glanced at the two men and whispered instructions. The spiritual awareness spread, and all the soldiers in the army had taken turns to rest.
The patrols were strict and continuous, spreading as far as possible. The city of Yi'an was as he thought, and Lian Po was sending people to reinforce it and dig trenches in front of the city gate to block it.
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Boom! Boom! Boom!
The cowhide drum was moving, and the warriors in the army rose up with all their strength at the time of Yin. The rich and majestic voice spread throughout the Qin army in an instant, shouting to the sleeping soldiers.
The logistics cook has prepared a hot meal, the fat sheep blends into it, and the aroma spreads wantonly. Teams of troops quickly gather together to form one body, and each military general leads them and each issues strict orders.
Zhou woke up early in the morning, and Li Xin, Zhang Han, Wang Ben and other generals of the Zuo Army also conveyed military orders one by one. Soon, tens of thousands of fires shot into the sky, and the soldiers ate big meals to build up their physical strength.
At the front end of the battle line, there are already soldiers who are ready to go forward to the city of Yi'an to await the city of Sanyuan. The current strength of the Qin army is enough to support a two-front battle.
"General, the right army is ready!"
Half an hour later, all the troops would gather inside the shogunate. In the bright military tent, General Meng Wu was waiting for them. Wang Jian stepped forward and saluted, giving a perfect response.
"General, the same is true for the left army."
Zhou Qing took a step closer and spoke out.
"So, according to the established siege strategy, the troops will arrive in Yi'an in half an hour. Who among you, Yuan family, General Wang Jian, and Lord Wu Zhen are willing to attack and achieve victory?"
The troops were divided into two groups. General Meng Wu was preparing to lead the army to attack Yi'an. Although the Yuan clan was small, it still had 50,000 soldiers. When it was time for a leading general to suppress it, there were only two candidates.
At the end of the day, Meng Wu's eyes fell on Wang Jian and Wu Zhenjun. After the battle at Baixingkou, Wu Zhenjun had enough prestige in the army. Needless to say, General Wang Jian had led the army for decades and was the backbone of the army.
"General, Wang Jian is willing to go."
"Thanks to the appearance of Lord Wu Zhen in the last battle at Baixingkou, it was a lot of hard work throughout the Zhao Kingdom. Wang Jian is willing to lead his troops to Yuanshi and attack Yuanshi's city to achieve the results of the war."
However, before Zhou Qing could say anything, Wang Jian took the first step and asked himself to lead the army.
"Oh, it's a good thing that General Wang Jian is willing to go. What do you think Lord Wu Zhen wants?"
General Meng Wu nodded lightly. He also wanted Wang Jian to lead the troops. The battle at Baixingkou was absolutely indispensable. If Wu Zhenjun leads the troops again, then all the credit will fall on Wu Zhenjun.
General Wang Jian didn't care. He had already served as a fake general for the Lantian camp, but the other generals were not like that. If they could capture the Yuanshi City, they could also share the credit.
"General Wang Jian goes there with all the precautions."
Zhou Qing smiled in return and naturally understood all kinds of wonderful things.
"good."
"General Wang Jian will lead 50,000 troops to attack the Yuan clan and set off immediately!"
A look of joy appeared on Meng Wu's face. It would be great if Wu Zhenjun could understand this clearly. Of course, if Wu Zhenjun also competed for this moment, he would really have a hard time making a choice.
Since Lord Wu Zhen was willing to give him this face, he should keep it in mind. After that, he took the military order document from the case on one side, handed it to Wang Jian, and said solemnly.
"I will definitely live up to the king's trust and the general's trust."
Without any hesitation, Wang Jian accepted the military order and led several generals behind him, stepping out of the shogunate's military tent.
Not long after, a black torrent headed south, quickly disappearing under the dim sky in the east.
Half an hour later, nearly 100,000 troops, who were fifty miles away from the city of Yi'an, also headed for the city of Yi'an in batches. By mid-morning, most of the army had arrived, and the sky was already clear.
The army surrounded the city of Yi'an, followed by various siege equipment, bows and crossbows with wooden arrows on string, and waited quietly. The cool breeze blew by, but it was not able to shake the clothes of the army in the slightest.
"Today's attack on the city should be regarded as a fighting opportunity. If it is delayed for two days, the defense of Yi'an City may not even be able to do anything with the fierce fire oil."
A hundred feet away from the city gate on the west side of Yi'an, thousands of troops stood guard, standing on horseback. Looking at Yi'an after a night, it was very different from yesterday. In addition to a wide ravine surrounding the entire Yi'an, there was also a large amount of wet mud.
Sand and soil.
Under the original dark brown city wall, a large amount of wet soil accumulated, and the city wall was forcibly doubled in thickness. Lian Po suffered a loss at Jingxingkou. Lian Po was worthy of being a famous general of the Zhao Kingdom.
"General, all armies have arrived and have laid siege to Yi'an City!"
Not long after, Sima from the Chinese Army quickly approached, dismounted from his horse, and saluted.
""Sun Tzu" says, the method of using troops is to surround it by ten, attack it by five, divide it by double. If the enemy is small, it can be fought, if it is small, it can escape, and if it is weak, it can be avoided."
"Now Qin and Zhao have similar military strength, so it's time to fight hard."
"Drums up!"
On the city wall in the distance, Zhao soldiers were already making various preparations. Oil pans, thorn sticks, large stones, defensive crossbows... were ready. On the city tower, there were more generals.
Looking at each other from afar.
Meng Wu gently stroked his short beard. The scene in front of him was not uncommon in a lifetime of battles. He spoke loudly and suddenly waved his hand. In an instant, dozens of cowhide drums in front made loud noises again.
The momentum was overwhelming, shaking the hearts and minds of every Qin army, stimulating the fighting spirit. During the breath, the blood was agitated, and the posture was proud. After thirty breaths, Meng Wu's horse was in front, holding a bow and crossbow, and feathers.
The arrow points far away.
call out!
Phew! Phew! Phew!
The vast sky was filled with dark clouds of arrows. Tens of thousands of arrows could almost shoot through the sky, turning into an exquisite parabola and landing on the city wall, followed closely by powerful rockets.
The crossbowmen hold the line!
The light infantry came forward with shields, followed by the trench soldiers, followed by siege equipment. The distance of fifty feet passed in a blink of an eye, and in less than half a stick of incense, hard wooden boards were laid, the trenches were crossed, the roadblocks were cleared, and the troops were at the gate!