Tian Changgong has always been known as the most famous general in the Southern Qi Dynasty, and he is also recognized as the God of War among the nineteen countries in the world.
He once defeated the allied forces of Peng Wei, Lu Zhou, and Baiyue in one battle, which shocked the world.
Coupled with his status as the Shanling King of Southern Qi, the world's respect for him deepened.
Although he is more than twenty years younger than Jiang Yu, he is much more stable than the other party.
The current situation is already very bad, and the so-called million-dollar coalition is now in name only.
Not to mention that nearly 200,000 soldiers have been killed under Jicheng, Gongzizhang's 200,000 Liang army has also been restrained in Yanbei City. Now that Dongliang has a new leader, more than 200,000 troops have already marched westward.
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This situation is extremely unfavorable!
What troubled him the most was that Le Sheng in Jicheng, a kid who was nearly twenty years younger than him, actually blocked him here for almost forty days.
What shocked him even more was that this kid had a desperate fighting style. From time to time he would launch counterattacks, fight with him outside the city, and even lead light cavalry into his central camp more than once.
If he didn't have enough soldiers under his command, Le Sheng might have succeeded.
If such a young general is allowed to grow up, the consequences will be disastrous.
Tian Changgong looked at the map in front of him and already had the idea of breaking camp and heading south.
After Jiang Yu left the Chinese army's tent, he immediately returned to Jiang Wu's army.
Although this old guy acted wild and unruly in front of Tian Changgong, he knew in his heart that if this battle continued, the whole Jiang Wu would be dragged into the quagmire.
After spending nearly forty days here, countless money and food were lost, and 70,000 to 80,000 people were thrown under Jicheng. The soldiers' war weariness and homesickness had already spread, and they had no intention of fighting anymore.
Now Dongliang's army is coming from the east again, and the Great Shang's 400,000-strong army is stationed at the Shang-Yan border. If we don't leave, the consequences will be disastrous.
On the city wall of Jicheng, Le Sheng supported his body with a spear and rested there.
After days of fighting, his body was already scarred, and his slightly immature face was already stained with blood.
Beside him, corpses piled up like mountains, including those from Northern Yan and those from other countries.
There are not many people left in the city now, and even fewer have the strength to collect the corpses.
His father Le Cheng defended for more than ten days, and he continued to defend for nearly forty days. After a full fifty days of hard fighting, there were only a few of the eight thousand defenders left in the city, and now they were holding on on top of the city.
Most of them are people from the city.
Many city walls were damaged in various places, and in many places people's houses were demolished to repair them.
A violent coughing sound came from not far away, and Le Sheng suddenly woke up with a jolt, holding a gun in both hands with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Child, it's me!"
Murong Xuan walked with faltering steps and arrived in front of Le Sheng.
He was dressed in linen clothes and looked like an ordinary old man. The only valuable thing about him was the Beiyan Imperial Seal and token hanging around his waist.
After fifty days of persistence, everything in the city was exhausted. Murong Xuan even took out his personal belongings in exchange for some food and brought them to the top of the city.
Now he, the King of Northern Yan, has nothing but the title of Hou Wang.
Le Sheng quickly put down the spear in his hand, and when he wanted to kneel down, he accidentally fell to the ground.