Shi Jin sent Shi Qian away, and at this time another person sat down quietly. He didn't know how fast the officers and soldiers would move, but he knew that Shi Qian's speed was enough to complete it within an hour. Now, the ambush
In fact, it doesn't matter whether it succeeds or not. Even if Shi Jin doesn't arrange for troops to fight out halfway, with the existing strength and defense of the mountain village, under the leadership of Shenji Military Advisor Zhu Wu, it can still handle it.
But what Shi Jin is now concerned about is not how to deplete the effective strength of the officers and soldiers, but is more concerned about who is sitting in the camp at the moment. Is Inspector Meng really unable to afford the serious injury, or is he just pretending to be a ghost with a minor injury?
Specifically designed to paralyze our vigilance.
At this moment, Shi Jin could not accurately judge, but Shi Jin believed that no matter whether the ambush was successful or failed, when Shi Qian came back to report the news, he would bring the answer he wanted to know. As long as Supervisor Meng, an old fox, hangs up
, the combat effectiveness and threat perception of the thousands of troops under his command will be greatly reduced. At that time, not only will the city be defended, but it will also be able to be used by Shi Jin as he pleases.
Shi Jin's hand tapped the place marked with the camp on the map, and he couldn't help but feel a wry smile. Shi Jin suddenly remembered something, stood up in a hurry, and stood on the west city gate tower with his entourage.
, glanced at the army camp far away, there was no big movement there at the moment. But Shi Jin knew that the current battle situation had changed. Regardless of whether Inspector Meng was seriously injured or died in a fake, the officers and soldiers had no reservations last night.
Showing the trump card of military strength is enough to illustrate a problem. This is not only a demonstration, but also conveys an important message, that is, the game will not continue, the general offensive is about to begin, and everything must be done.
it's over.
But now, Shi Jin stood on the tower, but for some reason he suddenly felt a little alone. It turned out that although there were not many troops, there were still figures like Chen Da and Wu Sangou who could stand alone in the army to resist. However, after these few days,
After a duel, only Shi Jin was killed or injured.
Once the general offensive begins, it will no longer be a cat-and-mouse game like before, but a real fight with weapons and lives. By then, the four city gates in the east, west, south, and west of Huayin County will be attacked by officers and soldiers.
.If Inspector Meng is not injured and controls this general offensive, he will definitely attack in the east and in the west with all kinds of tricks. Shi Jin will not be able to take care of both ends at that time, and the consequences will be unimaginable. What's more, the troops are not sufficient now, and this is another
A headache-inducing reality.
Shi Jin sighed and walked around the city, especially rearranging the defenses of the four towers in the east, west, south and north, and then he took a breath. At this time, Jin Jiaoban had distributed food and grass to the people after a night of hard work.
Now he set up a stove and cooked porridge according to Shi Jin's instructions, filling the stomachs of the soldiers. After Shi Jin drank a bowl of rice porridge, the sleepiness slowly crawled over him.
Come.
When Shi Jin returned to the west city tower, he heard from the brothers guarding the city tower that half an hour ago, he vaguely saw a group of cavalry running in the opposite direction, looking in the direction of Lianshan Pass.
Shi Jin knew that it was the light cavalry that sent troops to attack Shaohua Mountain, but with Supervisor Meng's method, the troops should not have been sent out so slowly. Something must have happened.
Shi Jin hummed, although he was somewhat puzzled, but it was a good thing for Shi Qian and Yang Chun that they went late.
While Shi Jin was thinking to himself, he looked at the officers and soldiers at the Western Camp Dazhai from a distance. There, the two gates of the camp were tightly closed, and there was no movement of officers and soldiers. It was as if all the camps were independent.
It's like they are fighting for each other.
This kind of silence seemed to everyone like the calm before the storm, but in Shi Jin's view, he felt more and more that the coming storm had already started from within the officers and soldiers, and perhaps Inspector Meng was really in trouble.
.However, Shi Jin was not happy at all. He didn't know why, and he couldn't explain why, but in the bottom of his heart, the increasingly intense sense of oppression, with the aura of extreme depression, was getting closer and closer...
…Shi Jin didn’t know what he was about to face, but he knew that he had to be prepared before it came.
Shi Jin arranged for the brothers who were guarding the city to seize the time to rest in shifts. He also sat back on the chair in front of the map. Not long after, his eyes gradually sank and he accidentally fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, but when Shi Jin woke up again, it was already midnight. He stood up and rubbed his sleepy eyes, but the sight in front of him shocked all his senses. The cowhide map in front of him was burned out by sparks.
There were holes big and small, and the entire Xicheng Tower was scorched with smoke and fire. Even the strongest roof beams in the Chen Tower were burnt black, making it look like it was weak and invulnerable.
Shi Jin didn't know what happened here when he was asleep, why he didn't notice it at all, and why he didn't even see anyone.
"Golden feet—! Golden feet—!"
Shi Jin called several times, but no one came in or answered. Shi Jin felt something was wrong in his heart and quickly stood up.
But for some reason, Shi Jin's limbs were stiff, and his meridians all over his body were numb, like millions of fine embroidery needles piercing his muscles and bones, and he couldn't lift up any strength. Shi Jin took the first step hard, and his feet felt like stepping on cotton, fluttering.
In a hurry, Shi Jin struggled to the door, holding on to the wall with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
The moment Shi Jin stepped out of the threshold, he was completely dumbfounded. In the camp of officers and soldiers in the distance, raging flames were engulfed in a sea of fire, like the refining fire of hell, in which large areas were struggling and twisting.
A large blurry figure of officers and soldiers, the hissing screams of those whose bodies were burned by the fierce fire, rolled over overwhelmingly.
And none of this really shocked Shi Jin. Most of those creepy visual impacts came from in front of him. Those Shaohuashan brothers who were right in front of him had their orifices bleeding, and those in pairs were dilated due to congestion.
His eyes were full of fear.
Shi Jin can't figure out what they encountered before they died. But now there is a thin layer of blood all over the ground. All the brothers died in this pool of blood, their bodies disemboweled and their internal organs bleeding.
The ground was covered with dust, but the swords they were equipped with were still intact in their sheaths.
From this point of view, there is no trace of a fight with swords. Did they all die before they could resist? If so, then what happened to them and why were they not conscious at all?