Duyang City was only over a hundred miles away from Jiangling, and Su Yan had already arrived at his destination in the evening.
The sun had set in the west, and Su Yan stopped letting the army take any action. He ordered the army to camp on the spot and start a fire.
Su Yan brought a total of more than 900 people with him on this trip, including nearly 200 heavy troops. Because of the lack of troops, many of them were civilians recruited temporarily before the trip.
There are only more than 700 combatable troops, but the organization is still complete.
When the army was still more than twenty or thirty miles away from Duyang City, they encountered the other side's scouts, but Su Yan didn't pay attention and let them leave. So now Duyang City has made preparations for the war. It was covered with patrols and city defense soldiers.
The next morning, Su Yan ordered his men to launch an offensive, with shield soldiers covering the attack. Then the infantry came forward and brought in trebuchets and tower carts.
However, the results were minimal. After all, it was much more difficult to attack a city than to defend it. The battle lasted for nearly two hours, and the army suffered considerable losses. About seventy or eighty people were killed, and many more were injured.
Su Yan looked at it for a while with his hands behind his hands, and then ordered his troops to retreat.
As Su Yan expected, almost all of the opponent's elite troops were lost in the battle of Jiangling. There are not many defenders in the city now, and the opponent does not dare to go out of the city to attack and stick to the city.
At night, Su Yan stood in the big tent, his eyes flickering on the sand table in front of him.
"General,"
Zhao Dachui, dressed in light armor, walked in and interrupted Su Yan's thoughts.
"Well, are you okay?" Su Yan responded and then asked casually.
"There is a saying... I don't know whether to take a humble position or not,"
Zhao Dachui looked hesitant and said cautiously.
"Go ahead," Su Yan smiled, then returned to the desk and sat down, looking at Zhao Dachui.
"We have too few troops. Such a forced attack on the city will not be effective at all. Instead, we will drag ourselves to death. We just fought for a while today and have already lost so many people. I'm afraid..."
Zhao Dachui expressed his worries. Although the words were not pleasant to listen to, they were true. Not only him, but other captains also had similar thoughts, but they did not dare to say them out.
"I understand what you mean. I don't expect these troops to defeat Duyang."
"Then what does the general mean?" Zhao Dachui was startled, thought for a moment, and then asked.
"Although Duyang is small, it has abundant food and grass reserves, so it has complete defense facilities. Naturally, it cannot be defeated by our small number of troops. Since we can't attack by force, we must outwit it." Su Yan gently shook the tea cup in his hand, Qing Qing The thin leaves rotate with the tea, and the aroma is overflowing.
"How to outwit," Zhao Dachui couldn't help but ask.
"We'll know when the time comes," Su Yan smiled mysteriously, said no more, and gently sipped the tea.
Zhao Dachui wanted to ask again, but seeing Su Yan's mysterious expression, he knew that asking again would be fruitless, so he rolled his eyes and stepped aside.
"Okay, let's go down and pay attention to patrol at night,"
"yes,"
Zhao Dachui handed over his hand, then opened the tent and walked out.
Su Yan then walked out of the tent, took a few breaths of the moist night wind, and looked towards Duyang City opposite, his eyes slightly narrowed, wondering what he was thinking.
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It was late at night, and Zhang Henshan was walking in the courtyard furtively, touching his sleeves from time to time, then taking a breath and walking forward again.
Zhang Henshan has been extremely cautious in recent days. He was originally just a minor official accompanying Kongsang's army. After he asked General Qi Xin to capture Duyang, he helped him take care of some matters in Duyang City.
He was living a good life, but suddenly news of Qi Xin's defeat came from the front. This news was undoubtedly a thunderbolt for him. He was stunned for a long time, not knowing whether to be happy or worried.
Fortunately, Qi Xin is dead, so he who is responsible for the affairs of the city will naturally become the number one. For a small official like him, it is like smoke rising from the grave of his ancestors, but he also knows that there is something here. No more than Kongsang, this is the territory of the Gu Yu Dynasty. Qi Xin is dead. It is estimated that someone will attack soon. How can a small civil servant like him hold it?
While Zhang Henshan was worried, the worst thing happened. The scouts reported that Jiangling had sent troops to attack Duyang, and the troops were about to approach the city.
When the news came, Zhang Henshan couldn't help but tremble, not knowing what to do. Finally, he found the commander of the current garrison in the city and discussed it for an entire afternoon before he calmed down and issued a series of orders about defending the city.
Su Yan arrived as scheduled and began to attack the city, but soon retreated. Zhang Henshan, who was nervous, could not help but relax again. He thought that the other party was nothing more than that, so he returned to the way he was before, no longer worried.
But today he encountered a great good thing. A demoted official suddenly found him and said that he wanted to honor him, and then called two beautiful women.
When Zhang Henshan saw the two women, his eyes suddenly straightened and he almost drooled. The two women were as beautiful as flowers and so charming that they almost made him lose his temper on the spot.
But Zhang Henshan was already Duyang's commander after all, so he calmed down his emotions, and then he praised the demoted man very grandly, talked a lot of nonsense about his future, and had the two women taken into his backyard. among.
While Zhang Henshan was waiting extremely anxiously, night finally fell. Zhang Henshan could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and walked toward the backyard.
When Zhang Henshan came to the backyard, he happened to hear bursts of laughter like silver bells coming from the room. His heart suddenly itched unbearably, and he jumped up and down in his throat.
He never dreamed that one day he would not only become the lord of a city, but also people would constantly offer these young women to him.
"Creak..."
Zhang Henshan gently opened the door and saw two women fighting inside.
"grown ups,"
When the two women saw Zhang Henshan approaching, they hurriedly stood up and bowed down.
The two women are both in their twenties, wearing green shirts and skirts. Their beautiful faces and slim figures are enough to make any normal man unable to walk.
"Beauty..."
Zhang Henshan couldn't control himself anymore, so he went up and hugged the two women, his nose was greedily buried between the black hair, and he couldn't help but ejaculate gently.
"Oh, sir..."
One of the women in green clothes gently pushed away the big hand that was groping around her waist, and said angrily. When the sound fell on Zhang Henshan's ears, his bones almost softened.
"Beauties, what are your names?"
Zhang Henshan's big hands dishonestly touched the two of them and asked softly.
"My lord, my family's name is Chunzhu, and her name is Xia Qing," the woman in a red dress replied sweetly,