"Zifang, I'll trouble you to escort me on this trip!"
Xiang Guo Kaidi has died. Logically speaking, Zhang Liang should not be working at this time, but in Xinzheng today, there are not many people worthy of the attention and trust of Prince Han Yu.
Looking at the 300 carts of food and grass in front of them, although it is not much, I think they can hold on for a while. News has come from Lishui that as long as the food and grass here in Xinzheng are complete, it will not be a problem to hold on for three months.
Since the other party made such a promise, how could Prince Han Yu not provide support?
Although there is already a shortage of food and grass in Xinzheng today, the royal family's expenses have been reduced. Even in the Beicheng area, all food has been handed over, and two meals are prepared by the government every day to cope with this situation.
"Prince, please rest assured that this batch of food and grass will be sent to the army safely."
Wearing a light white fancy dress, his grandfather had just died and did not dare to intrude. In the current situation in Xinzheng, he could only abandon his small family. Looking at the whole of Korea, this batch of food and grass in front of him was finally raised in the treasury.
Come.
This trip has the responsibility of transporting grain and grass, and I will also talk to the front line about using it as economically as possible, because... there is not much food in Xinzheng. The surrounding areas of Xinzheng have been blocked, and there is no food at all.
Although it is spring in March now, it will take some time for the grains around Xinzheng to mature.
What they are most short of now is time!
After three months, Korea has no worries!
"Qiancheng, you should do your best to give birth and protect your ovary during this trip."
Han Yu naturally understood what Zhang Liang was thinking, and nodded deeply. Then, he looked at the strong and capable man beside him. That was his adopted son Qian Cheng, who had extraordinary martial arts.
The army is one hundred and fifty miles away from Mishui. It is inevitable that nothing will happen on the way.
"Prince, don't worry."
Han Qiancheng, carrying a crossbow on his back and a sharp blade in his hand, bowed and walked towards Zhang Liang.
"Thank you."
Zhang Liang is also a gift.
When we came to Xinzheng and there was a shortage of food, the scattered people gathered together automatically. On the way to transport the food and grass, there was no chance of someone fighting over it or creating a disturbance. There was a martial arts master who protected me, so I thought I would be the best.
After bidding farewell to the city gate, with five hundred cavalry guarding the front and rear, Zhang Liang and Han Qiancheng advanced side by side and headed south toward the Jishui River.
Two days later!
One person on a horse, their blood-stained white clothes, and their pale and helpless expressions, walked into the Jishui military camp. They held sharp knives tightly in their hands, their delicately combed hair was scattered in pieces, and there was boundless anger between their brows.
"In the center of the military camp, who are you?"
The horses moved freely, and the people patrolling the military camp scolded them.
Suddenly, the man on the horse fell down and fell heavily to the ground.
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"The food and grass were burned?"
Inside the military tent, Zhang Liang just woke up from his fearful dream and sat up directly. He saw a man in black clothes and silver hair in front of him. He felt a little relieved immediately, but thinking about his mission on this trip, his face couldn't help but be filled with emotion.
The meaning of pain.
The scene of that day flashed through my mind again.
Hundreds of them had just walked out of Xinzheng City. Two hours later, they had already traveled fifty miles away from Xinzheng. The road had become much narrower. Looking around, they could only see ruins and a wisp of smoke.
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But then, the nightmare came. A group of dozens of black-clothed men who came out of nowhere rushed forward. Their martial arts were not weak. They rushed towards the three hundred carts of food and grass and burned them directly.
Many of the 500 soldiers who accompanied him were also killed. If Han Qiancheng hadn't desperately saved him and those people wanted to leave quickly, he might not have been able to escape.
It's a pity that in the current situation, it would be better for him to die.
Without the three hundred carts of food, how could I have the dignity to go to the Wei River army, how could I have the dignity to see Wei Zhuang, how could I have the dignity to see the 100,000 soldiers guarding the Wei River, and how could I have no words to return to the people of Xinzheng.
"The news has spread."
Wei Zhuang continued to talk alone, Zhang Liang had been sleeping for two days, but within two days, the news of the burning of grain and grass had spread throughout the military camp. With the current military supply of grain and grass, it could still last for ten days.
In ten days, nothing could be done.
Wei Zhuang knew the situation in Xinzheng in detail. It was already difficult for Zhang Liang to transport 300 carts of grain this time. It would be even more difficult to transport another 300 carts.
"Brother Wei Zhuang, I'm so sorry..."
On this occasion, no matter how much we say, it is useless.
"How long can the food and grass in the army last?"
Then, let’s get down to business.
"Ten days."
Wei Zhuang responded coldly.
It seems that God is dooming Korea to fall.
"Ten days!"
"Brother Wei Zhuang, you are involved in military affairs, what can you do now?"
Zhang Liang felt a sudden suddenness in his heart, and he became more and more resentful. If he had those three hundred carts of food, he could always sustain it. If he persisted for three months, other countries would ask for help, and everything would be worry-free.
Now, my mind is in chaos. I really can't help it. There are still ten days of food in the army. It will take at least half a month to prepare for the next batch of food to be delivered.
In such a situation at his age, Zhang Liang endured the pain in his body, got off the couch and looked at Wei Zhuang.
"I want to go back to defend Xinzheng."
The burning of food and grass must have been caused by the Qin State. Mere refugees could not have that kind of power.
The Qin State must be aware of the situation of the Korean soldiers in Jishui. The day of the attack is probably in the past few days. Now, the army is already a little unstable, and it is quite inappropriate to insist on a battle.
With South Korea's current military strength, although it is a bad idea to defend Xinzheng, it can still persist.
Otherwise, the battle line will be lengthened and the variables will be increased.
As for the new troops he recruited last year, Wei Zhuang has long given up any hope.
"If we return to defend Xinzheng, can we hold on for three months?"
Zhang Liang asked the most direct question.
"The city is not broken and can be defended."
Wei Zhuang thought for a moment and gave a response.
The city of Xinzheng has been fortified since last year. With the power of the fierce fire oil that appeared in the last battle between Qin and Zhao, the reinforcement of the city wall this time is enough to withstand such pressure. It is useless to let the power of the fierce fire oil go.
As long as the city is not broken, with the current reserves in Xinzheng, it can only be said to be barely enough, but if the city is not broken, there is a chance.
"When will you go back?"
Zhang Liang asked again.
"Five days later."
After Wei Zhuang finished speaking, he left.
Zhang Liang was left in the military tent with a solemn look on his face.
Without follow-up food and fodder, we can only retreat.
However, even if they can return to Xinzheng, South Korea can really last for three months. If he stays in Xinzheng for a long time, he knows the reserves in the city very well. If he can last for two months, he will be able to survive.
Three months, I'm afraid it won't be in the annals of history, full of tragedy.
Thinking of the miserable words recorded, Zhang Liang became even more silent.
Late at night three days later!
On the south bank of the Jishui River, there are longing figures. Taking advantage of the dim light of the moon tonight, the army slowly marched in, pulling the pontoon bridge that had already been built, and the soldiers entered the water and built it.
Behind them, various large trench vehicles followed. The chariots advanced, and a silent killing atmosphere circulated.
"Well, if the moonlight is different tonight as Marquis Wu Zhen expected, the Korean army will definitely defend."
Three hundred feet away from the south bank, Zhou Qing was dressed in Chang's clothes, riding on a horse, followed by Ye Teng, looking into the distance. On the north bank of the Jishui River, there were bright lights, and arrows were flying, shooting into the Jishui River and into the Jishui River.
South Bank.
Fortunately, this had been expected before. Each soldier had been blocked by shields. Although the advance route paused for a while, it soon returned to its original state. The Qin soldiers on the south bank also had large crossbows, trebuchets, and crossbowmen.
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The stars in the sky are gone, spiritual awareness is spreading, and thousands of feathers and arrows are flying across the sky.
In the Jishui River, pontoon bridges were built in an orderly manner, and a large number of Qin soldiers gathered on the shore in order to cross the Jishui River and march to Xinzheng.
"They are indeed attacking me tonight."
"It seems we should leave today."
Although it was originally scheduled for five days later, due to the decision made before the battle, it changed. Looking at the approaching Qin army on the south bank, Han Qiu, Wei Zhuang, Zhang Liang and others who were also watching the battlefield quietly said nothing.
"Leaving 10,000 infantry to block them, with six lines of defense, is enough to cause considerable losses to them, and we will have enough time to return to Xinzheng."
Wei Zhuang looked at Han Qiu.
"That's all."
Han Qiu originally wanted to return to Xinzheng quickly, but now, this has become his first choice.
After a stick of incense.
The Qin army paid the price of hundreds of men to build a structure on the Jishui River. Immediately, thousands of people poured into the north bank of the Jishui River. A large number of weapons advanced, arrows pressed down on the formation, and trenches were opened.
Before those remaining Korean soldiers could resist or dodge, the army was overwhelming them. The Nanyang Qin army behind them came with swords, shields, and spear infantry, and their steps were like thunder.
Three steps and one shout!
Five steps and one drink!
The momentum was overwhelming, the ferocious murderous aura spread, and the desire to compete for military glory emerged. In just two hours, the six defenses left by Wei Zhuang collapsed, and 10,000 Korean soldiers were killed, leaving no one alive.
Walking through the camp where the Korean army stayed on the north bank of the Mishui River for several months, military orders were issued without stopping for a moment.
One hundred thousand troops crossed the Wei River.
Various siege engines rumbled across the ground.
The cavalry roared, the infantry cheered, and the chariots advanced. As the sky gradually became brighter, we were still more than a hundred miles away from Xinzheng.
"Today is the showdown!"
Zhou Qing took the lead, followed by Ye Teng, and military orders were quickly issued. Xinzheng must be besieged today to determine the final outcome.
When the news came out, the whole army was excited. It was not in vain that they had waited for so long. It was finally time to harvest. The 10,000 Korean soldiers just now can only be regarded as a small head, and the real big head is still behind.
Three hours later, it was noon.
The cavalry walked quickly and had already arrived two miles in front of Xinzheng City and set up camp. They looked at the city of Xinzheng in the distance. Zhou Qing nodded slightly. He had stayed in Nanyang for nearly a year. Now, with the fighter plane in hand, he could fly overnight.
achievement.
"Ye Teng, send out the paperwork!"
Whether to surrender or to hold on depends on South Korea's own decision.
"Here!"
The documents have been prepared a long time ago. In the current situation, South Korea is considered destroyed. With more than 100,000 troops besieging Xinzheng, South Korea has no way out.
He handed the document to a crossbowman from the cavalry camp, rode forward, shot an arrow, took the document, and nailed it to the archery tower of the city gate. Last night, everything was returned to the military camp.