Thinking of this, Murong Chui quickly stood up and came to the edge of the city wall to carefully observe the situation.
As a Xianbei general who was always looking for bargains, Murong Chui felt a sense of mission and planned to muddy the water even more.
Seeing that the battle situation has entered a stalemate, the tactics of both the offensive and defensive sides have not changed much, whether it is Beifu's side or Di Qin's side.
Murong Chui saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. How could this be done?
We must stir up the nerves of both sides and let them fight hard, until the head of a man hits the head of a dog!
"General Liang, why don't you let the cavalry attack?" Murong Chui was silent for a moment and finally used his trump card.
Actually, Murong Chui had been holding this sentence in his heart and couldn't find the right time to say it. Ever since he discovered that the Beifu soldiers had limited strength, he felt that Di Qin could be more mobile and adopt a more risky strategy.
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Think about it, the entire Xiangyang City now has more than 100,000 people, but the Beifu soldiers outside the city only have more than 10,000 left.
Even if one out of ten is rich, he will be rich and abundant.
Murong Chui had been in the city previously and had not paid much attention to the battle situation. He had always been puzzled as to why Fu Rui, who had an absolute advantage in military strength, did not send a large army to encircle and suppress the Beifu soldiers who had come from afar.
"Didn't I tell you that this group of Beifu soldiers should not exceed 20,000 people at most. We only need to send out a few thousand cavalry to clean them up."
"Why extend the battle line so long? It is really unnecessary. Quick victory has always been our style. There must be no procrastination."
Murong Chui said this completely from the bottom of his heart. For an experienced and shrewd veteran like him, even if he wanted to be scheming, he would never be able to be clever enough to be seen by others at a glance.
The so-called tactics are probably laid out here. However, any general who has been on the battlefield for several years, regardless of whether he is familiar with the art of war, will generally use the same tactics.
No one can be deceived.
All real masters use tactics like this. The tactics he talks about clearly make sense, and they appear to be reasonable strategies at first glance, and there is no fault to be found.
As the saying goes, water is impermanent and soldiers are impermanent. The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly. No one can predict which direction the same tactics will lead the war if applied to the battlefield.
If used by a wise and brave man, he might be able to turn decay into magic and make the war situation develop in his favor.
Similarly, if it falls into the hands of those stick-and-stick idiots, the result will be disastrous...
On the surface, there is no problem with Murong Chui's suggestion. The problem is with him.
Liang Cheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, only to see that the scar running through Murong Chui's face actually showed some kind of terrifying and ferocious feeling.
I suddenly felt that this guy must have bad intentions.
"Although General Murong has a sharp gaze, according to my opinion, there are definitely more than 20,000 Beifu soldiers under the city."
"If there are more Beifu soldiers ambushed outside the city and we rashly send out cavalry to attack, then we will not be the ones injured if we are ambushed."
When Liang Cheng said this, his eyes never left Murong Chui. That was not a hint, but a clear statement.
Your old boy's idea was simply to let my brother Diren die, not to defeat the Beifu soldiers.
Liang Cheng really judged a gentleman with the heart of a villain. He was obviously afraid of the Beifu soldiers being like tigers, and he often gave Fu Rui a side signal to prevent him from sending troops rashly. Now he actually wants to throw the blame on Murong Chui. It's simply ridiculous.
ridiculous.
"Don't tell me that you haven't sent troops to investigate the enemy's situation outside the city until now. General Liang has rich battlefield experience, so he can't, definitely not."
Murong Chui's friendly eyes looked in Liang Cheng's eyes, making him want to hit the wall with hatred.
Why is it that Murong Chui can guess such a thing, so he still has to lose face!
"How could I not have sent scouts out to find out the news!"
"General Murong is really worried." Although he felt guilty, facing Murong Chui, he would not admit it even if he wanted to kill him.
Murong nodded: "Since we have already investigated, it should be that I made a mistake in my judgment."
This is Di Qin's territory, and their generals from Di Qin are fighting the battle. Of course Lao Zhuizhui can do whatever he wants. Murong Chui hid behind the shield formation and observed the situation again. He wanted to find some loopholes in the Beifu soldiers' attack, but he couldn't
Liang Cheng's mean voice was heard: "Although the investigation has already been carried out, General Murong is right. To be on the safe side, I'd better send another team to investigate the situation!"
I dare you not to send anyone to investigate, Murong cursed.
He put on a playful expression and let Liang Cheng express it, and Liang Cheng felt that he used this trick very cleverly.
After resolving the embarrassment and sending the people out, Liang Cheng was still a general who wanted to win the war. He would not give up the investigation outside the city just because of Murong Chui's strange aura.
Once the Qin army's scouts come out, Beifu will be in trouble...
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The triangular nails are less regrettable when used!
The arrows were piled up into a mountain, but the three-sided nails had already reached the bottom. Such a real situation made Wang Mi, who was extremely smart, only lament.
After all, it was just a captured weapon, not one made by oneself. After a few rounds of shooting, the Beifu soldiers no longer had any three-edged nails to use.
No!
It’s really gone!
All the archers were very regretful. It was visible to the naked eye that since the arrows with three-edged spikes were fired, after a few rounds, the attack from Di Qin had weakened a lot.
This good trend should be maintained.
However, they no longer have such a sharp weapon in their hands, how can it not make people worried?
"Secretary Wang, can't you think of other ways?"
"How about putting some stones in there?" An archer was sweating anxiously and began to make plans.
"The situation is now favorable to our side. If it cannot be maintained, Di Qin's offensive will resume in just a short while. It would be such a pity!"
Wang Mi clenched his fists tightly and was still pretending to be calm. In fact, he was not anxious at all. Now that the ugly season has passed, it is midsummer, and the sunrise is early.
In another hour, the morning star will appear on the horizon, and the sun will burst out. At that time, Wang Mi will not need to think of another way, and his family fortune will be exposed in front of Di Qin.
Therefore, for Wang Mi, this is the most anxious moment of the war. On the one hand, the Beifu reinforcements have not arrived yet, so he can only use the few troops he has in his hands rationally.
On the other hand, all the methods he can think of to not only preserve his strength but also form an effective attack are here.
There is no way, all of this is restricted by the times.
Although gunpowder is good, we really don’t have the conditions to make it now. So what if Wang Mi has three heads and six arms?
Putting everything else aside for the moment, the large amounts of sulfur and saltpeter necessary to make gunpowder cannot be produced in a short time.
Wang Mi could only make do with the cold weapons in his hands, which was better than nothing.
It's a pity that the current mixed play style has reached its limit, and Wang Mi can't think of a better way.