Duan Xian couldn't help but said, he went up and kicked him. The young boy suffered a loss just now, and now his reaction was much more sensitive. Before Duan Xian's big foot landed, the young boy rolled over and hid aside.
Duan Xian was furious: "What the hell!"
"How dare you hide!"
Grandpa Duan's flying kicks are not just talk, they are absolutely fatal.
"Xian Duan, forget it!"
"Just a child!"
In front of the gate of Xiangyang City, there were crowds of villagers waiting to enter the city, as well as the Di Qin soldiers who were eyeing them. Wang Mi didn't want Duan Xian to continue causing trouble, so he took action to stop him.
Duan Xian could ignore other people's orders, but Wang Mi couldn't. He had to put down his big feet angrily and cursed.
He brought the young boy's father, mother, brother and sister-in-law, eighteen generations of ancestors with him.
Seeing that a young boy who had not been contaminated by all the mud was saved by him, Wang Mi gained a great sense of satisfaction.
The image is particularly sacred.
He, Wang Mi, is a saint now!
It’s the Holy Father!
Now that we have become the Holy Father, we cannot bear this glorious name in vain.
Possessed by the halo of Holy Father Wang Mi, he walked to the young boy's side, bent down and gave him a hand.
"Pooh!"
"Who asked you to help me!"
A mouthful of spit, still smelling of blood, came straight to Wang Mi's big face and spat at him. The young boy got up and ran away without even looking back.
"His grandma's!"
"How dare you spit on me!"
Wang Mi was furious, and Duan Xian stepped forward and gloated: "I told you a long time ago that you will see your old age at the age of three. This kind of kid is a born evil, and he should be beaten to death!"
"That's it!"
"Let him fend for himself. We still have to go to the city to do business."
Duan Xian and others were all born in the Lian family. Whenever they saw the opportunity to take action, their palms itched. Wang Mi had to stop it quickly to avoid delaying the important event.
After all the fuss, they were already far behind, and the villagers who were originally behind them had already entered the city.
Wang Mi walked up to the soldiers guarding the city, briefly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master."
Just because they are enemies in the future, it does not mean that they should not express gratitude to the Di people who are doing heroic deeds now. Everyone understands the truth.
The brothers also followed Wang Mi and thanked them one by one.
"There is no need for extra formality. The city has been uneasy recently. Fortunately, there are three or four of you, otherwise..."
"Yes, there are a lot of thieves in the city recently. I was robbed two days ago!"
"No, I've been robbed too!"
Amidst the discussions of the villagers, Wang Mi and others finally entered Xiangyang City.
Compared with several others, this is Wang Mi's first time to the inner city of Xiangyang.
He was full of curiosity about this important town in the Southern Dynasties.
Today they were smart enough to bring only a few dozen pairs of straw sandals to the city to sell them. They were light and easy to transport.
Don't look at the three people who came in. In fact, only one person is enough to take care of the business.
How can I describe the atmosphere in Xiangyang City?
It seems noisy and lively, but actually the feeling of tension still lingers.
There are many Di and Qin soldiers patrolling the streets, and various projects to strengthen the city walls are also in progress to strengthen the city's defense.
The few of them bypassed the retaining wall and finally saw the whole of Xiangyang City.
Behind the retaining wall and the urn, the soldiers were digging a new trench.
The combination of city walls and trenches to strengthen the defense of the city was a common method in this era.
Wang Mi rolled his eyes and discovered that the Wengcheng in Xiangyang City was not simple!
There is actually a small military station in Wengcheng!
Wengcheng is much lower than ordinary city walls. Generally speaking, Wang Mi and the others are not tall enough to peek into the city.
When they passed by, they saw several armored soldiers jumping out of the Wengcheng. Wang Mi, who was familiar with the structure of the tower, reacted immediately.
In the large Wengcheng of Xiangyang City, several military stations were actually built.
The so-called military stations are a few to a dozen small stations built in the barbican city specifically to hide soldiers.
In fact, the structure of these so-called stations is not complicated. They are just a few small holes dug along the city wall, and the soldiers hide in the small holes.
A small wooden door was placed outside the small cave. These soldiers were waiting for the war to start, and were responsible for making temporary attacks, or replenishing the supply of soldiers defending the city.
Don't underestimate these small holes with simple structures. In fact, as long as the layout is reasonable and the intervals are appropriate, the small military stations hidden in Wengcheng can even hide thousands of people.
"It seems that Di Qin still has people who are good at strategy."
Looking up, the tall turrets jumped into view. Tan Pingzhi was a cheerful person. As soon as he entered the city, he took up the job of selling straw sandals.
Wang Mi looked at the turret, recalling Police Shen's information, and looked at the color of the mud wall, which was old and new. It seemed that Di Qin had indeed temporarily widened the turret, trying to make the turret protrude more from the tower and broaden the field of vision.
"With that, let's help too!"
"How is it appropriate to just let you work alone?" Wang Miyi knelt down and said quickly while no one came to buy shoes.
Tan Pingzhi waved his hand and said cheerfully: "No need!"
"Leave such trivial matters to me. What I am best at is fighting. I know nothing about observing the terrain or spying on intelligence."
Tan Pingzhi took off a few pairs of straw sandals and spread them out on the ground. There was no trace of yin and yang in what he said.
Wang Mi and Wang Mi accepted it happily.
"Jinnu, look, what's the best way to break through the trench in front of the city gate?"
Based on the architectural patterns of ancient cities, villagers would never be allowed to set up stalls and trade near the city gates. Market transactions were almost concentrated in the middle of the city.
The place where they set up their stall now is the closest place to the city gate that they can access.
Liu Yu pondered for a moment and was not stumped by this question.
"As long as Di Qin and the others don't add a wall behind the trench, it will be easy to break through."
So confident?
Is he really the person I like?
"Tell me carefully."
Wang Mi knew that in the era of cold weapons, such deep ditches played a great role in urban defense.
Whether it is infantry or cavalry, human feet or horse feet, it is quite difficult to get stuck in a ditch, and it will definitely fall.
At this time, the defenders who have been ambushing on both sides can swarm up and kill the enemy quickly and accurately.
A few more people came up to buy shoes. Tan Pingzhi hurriedly chatted with them, while Liu Yu pulled Wang Mi and moved aside.
"If you think about it, if there is only one trench, the soldiers still have the possibility to fight back. But if there is a wall behind the trench, the soldiers will have to face a high wall of about one foot when they rush out of the trench.
There's no way they can escape."
"We can only wait to be strangled by Di Qin soldiers!"
Liu Yu's expression was dull and his words were not surprising, but Wang Mi was still shocked.
In the previous two surprise battles in Jingling, the Beifu soldiers won them quite easily, and they were indeed lucky.
Nowadays, when attacking an important fortress like Xiangyang, it is time to let go of any luck. Wang Mi felt that for the first time in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, he was about to face a life-or-death battle.