This is not Yang Xiu's deliberate badmouthing. The Beifu soldiers outside the city are indeed very capable, and Fu Rui is not a good leader in any aspect.
Yang Xiu understood Murong Chui's thoughts. He was just waiting for the two armies to stalemate, and then colluded with the Beifu soldiers to attack Di Qin.
However, this judgment is based on the fact that Di Qin's combat effectiveness is very strong, while the Beifu soldiers are slightly weaker and cannot attack the city quickly.
But looking at the momentum of the Beifu soldiers, if they were so powerful that they captured Xiangyang City in a few days, Murong Chui would have to rely on others again.
"You, as a person, are still too superficial when it comes to things."
"How is this possible?"
"There are hundreds of thousands of Qin soldiers in the city. Even hundreds of thousands of pigs will be killed for several days without any resistance, let alone well-equipped Qin soldiers."
"Don't look at the Beifu soldiers taking advantage now. It seems to have a good start. Just wait and see. As time goes by, the Beifu soldiers' future war may not be as smooth as the start."
"That makes sense."
"Although Fu Rui is useless, there are many others. With so many people taking turns, there will always be enough for the Beifu soldiers to kill for several days."
"unless……"
Suddenly, a bad idea flashed through Yang Xiu's mind. He chuckled, and Murong Chui immediately asked, "Unless what?"
"Unless the Di and Qin soldiers in the city completely lose their faith in fighting and surrender collectively. In this case, the Battle of Xiangyang will be over quickly and it won't last a few days!"
Murong Chui laughed heartily.
This Yang Xiu is really whimsical.
"surrender?"
"Just those brainless Di Qin soldiers?"
"How can this be!"
"General, everything is possible. I bet that the Di Qin soldiers will not be able to hold on for a few days. Surrender is their only way to survive!" Suddenly, Yang Xiu seemed to have great confidence in the Beifu soldiers who had never fought against him before.
He was so confident that he was even more powerful than the generals of the Beifu soldiers.
Yang Xiu looked at Murong Chui confidently, and Murong Chui could only wish him that all his wishes would come true.
Leaving Xiangyang City so well defended, instead of fighting, stretching out his hands, kneeling down and surrendering, unless Fu Rui was mentally abnormal, he would never do such a stupid thing.
…………
Facts have proved that although Fu Rui is fatuous, his mind is completely normal. In the past three days, Wang Mi, who had eaten several meals of wild game, did not see a single sign of a Qin soldier.
Although Fu Rui is eager to win, he can definitely endure loneliness. In Xiangyang City, I have everything I want, delicacies from the mountains and seas, and wine jars piled up in hills. Those who eat well, sleep soundly, and endure hardships are those who come from afar.
The Jin army.
Xiangyang City's own conditions are here, and it's not Fu Rui's turn to worry.
"What are you doing?"
Since leaving the city to join the Jin army, Shen Suanzi could only stay in the military camp with Police Shen and had no way to return to the city.
Not to mention eating and sleeping in the open, not to mention suffering and being tired, the main reason is that it is just boring. A few days ago, Garlic transformed into a fortune teller in Xiangyang City. Not only did he earn a lot of money every day, but he also always had a young lady around him, talking and laughing. lively.
From early morning to dusk every day, there is absolutely no deserted time, and I am full of energy all day long, which is definitely not a boast.
But now, for several days in a row, Guanzi could only sit on a high mound of dirt, looking at Xiangyang City and sighing.
What about Cui'er, Zhu'er, Yuniang, are you okay?
Have you forgotten me a long time ago?
Shen Suanzi, who could not see the young lady, was now lying in a pile of grass pits, working hard to pick and choose. Wang Mi was curious for a moment, so he came over.
"Looking for yarrow!"
"Yarrow?"
"What kind of grass is that?"
Wang Mi knew that the names for many things in ancient times were very elegant, and the same thing often had multiple names, which was not fully known by modern people.
This so-called yarrow sounds like a high-end name, but maybe it's just an unknown grass that can be seen everywhere on the roadside.
Oops, I happen to be interested in something today, but why can’t I find it?
Shen Suanzi, who has lived in Wuxing all year round, doesn't know much about the environment near Xiangyang City. Yarrow can be seen almost everywhere in Wuxing, but even after searching for a long time outside Xiangyang City, he couldn't find even half of it.
How is this possible?
Garan Zi was furious, the harder she couldn't find it, the more she wanted to find it!
She stood up holding up her skirt and expanded the search area.
"You don't even know yarrow?"
Wang Mi felt that someone's words were filled with contempt for him.
It’s really unpleasant!
"Who says I don't know?"
"Don't underestimate me!"
Who is looking down on him?
Didn't he rush up here to ask?
Shen Suanzi continued working on his hands and only gave Wang Mi a few playful looks.
Below the mound, the grass grows wildly and wildly. It can be said that there are many varieties and it is dazzling.
Shen Suanzi's embroidered shoes made a rustling sound when he stepped on the weeds. Since the armistice between the two armies, he was relaxed and leisurely, and magically returned to the Beifu military tent.
It seems like a very strange thing, but in fact, there is nothing strange about it.
Not to mention a war centered around a military town like Xiangyang City, it was very common for a war to take over an inconspicuous county town and last for months.
Ancient wars are definitely not like modern wars. As soon as the war breaks out, both sides will show their special skills and fight each other desperately.
In ancient times, it was common to fight for one day and rest for three days. Not to mention fighting for a military town like Xiangyang, it was very common for two or three months of standoff without any movement.
"found it!"
"Very good!"
Shen Suanzi stood in a large patch of weeds, extremely excited. Wang Mi went over to take a look, and saw that soft little hand reaching for some familiar plant.
"Isn't this a dog's tail grass?"
"Hahaha……"
"dog……"
"Dog's tail grass!"
Wang Mi grabbed a piece of dogtail grass and laughed.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"What a tail grass, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"
"This is obviously yarrow, used for divination!"
"This is yarrow!"
"This turns out to be yarrow!"
It was okay if she didn't explain. Once she explained, Wang Mi jumped up and down with laughter. He shook the hairy end in front of the divine fortune teller.
"It's still a fortune teller, but I can only scratch it when I see this thing!"
As he spoke, he scratched Garan's little face with the dog's tail grass. Garan's beautiful big eyes immediately stood up: "What are you doing!"
"Stay away!"
He is so fierce at such a young age!
Just get out of the way. Wang Mi is not the kind of person who is always stalking you. Before Shen Suanzi could show off his power again, he consciously moved a few steps.
Shen Suanzi glanced at him sideways: He was quite sensible.
"Anyway, this grass is called yarrow, and it is used for divination."
It turns out that dogtail grass had such an elegant reputation in ancient times, and the difference in treatment between ancient and modern times is huge!
If he had known that the foxtail grass had such magical uses and picked a few randomly on the roadside or in the field in his last life, he, Wang Mi, might have transformed into a master of divination!