Chapter three hundred and seventy-two is not my race, its heart must be different
"What are you going to do down the mountain?"
"With so many soldiers in the city, are we still afraid that we can't defeat the weak Jin army?"
What Zhai Sheng said is correct. There are indeed many Qin soldiers in Xiangyang City, numbering more than 100,000!
Even if we kill hundreds of thousands of pigs, it will take ten days and ten nights!
How could they be at a disadvantage as soon as the war started, and how could they need the support of thousands of them?
"yes!"
"There are so many brothers down the mountain, so we shouldn't be needed."
Echoes immediately emerged, and the soldiers immediately felt at ease thinking of Xiangyang City's solid walls, strong bows, powerful crossbows, and brave cavalry.
Different from Xiangyang City at the foot of the mountain, the Di Qin soldiers stationed on Queer Mountain are all pure infantry.
There are neither horses nor cavalry here.
It can be said that the guard force is relatively weak. Fu Rui also had his own considerations for making such an arrangement.
Although Queer Mountain is a small mountain and the terrain is not very steep, after all, it is still a mountain!
The terrain is complex and the roads are rugged and overgrown with grass. It is not suitable for horse racing at all. Since the conditions do not allow it, there is no need to force it.
Fu Rui did not send the treasured cavalry to Que'er Mountain, but only the infantry.
Generally speaking, there is nothing wrong with this strategy. Although the infantry is slightly weaker in combat effectiveness, it still has a great numerical advantage.
What's more, Fu Rui also set up a giant catapult on Queer Mountain, and since a few days ago, he has been throwing stone cannons at the Jin army returning to the entrance every night for fun.
There were hundreds of Qin soldiers following the stone cannon cart up the mountain. The troops on Queer Mountain were really abundant, which fully showed that Fu Rui had not given up this stronghold.
Seeing that the soldiers had retreated and stopped clamoring about going down the mountain, Zhai Sheng expressed his satisfaction.
What kind of mountain are we going to go down? Why not just wait here?
Whether he was waiting for death or waiting for the victory of the Qin army in Xiangyang City, Zhai Sheng had made up his mind not to let this wave of Qin troops under his command take effect.
Unlike Murong Chui, Zhai Sheng did not have the Ding Ling army in his hands. Compared with the Xianbei people, the number of the Ding Ling tribe was very small even before they were captured by Fu Jian.
As a result, it was difficult to gather a large-scale Ding Ling regiment within Di Qin's territory, and the limited number of several thousand people was controlled by the leader Zhai Liao.
A young commander like Zhai Sheng is incomprehensible.
Fortunately, Zhai Sheng knows how to find another way.
If Murong Chui can be called a resourceful man, then Zhai Sheng's resourcefulness is more reflected in his cunning and cunning.
For many years, Ding Ling's people had been under Fu Jian's command and kept a low profile, relying on their small number of people. They did not attract Fu Jian's attention.
There were so many foreigners captured by Fu Jian that the power of the Ding Ling people was not noticeable at all. It was precisely because of this indifference that the Ding Ling people became more comfortable in Di Qin's territory.
They can easily eat in the same pot with Di people without arousing suspicion from Di people, and Di people don't have much defense against them.
They call themselves brothers and sisters all day long and are quite close.
Just look at Fu Rui's performance and you will know that compared to Murong Chui who was as guarded against thieves, Zhai Sheng, a small leader of the Ding Ling tribe, was able to command Di Qin's infantry regiment openly.
Although the number of people is not large, and although they are still sent to the fringe areas like Queershan where birds do not lay eggs, they are still an army!
The suspicious and arrogant Fu Rui was able to hand over thousands of Di Qin infantry to the command of Zhai Sheng.
This shows that in Fu Rui's heart, he already regards Zhai Sheng as one of his own.
However, does this own person really care about Di Qin?
"But, General Zhai, a war has begun at the foot of the mountain, we can't just do nothing!"
"You should find something to do!"
"At least we have to kill a few Jin troops to relieve our hatred!"
Not long after they were peaceful, voices of encouragement began to appear again in the Qin soldiers' camp, and many soldiers were already gearing up and becoming restless.
Zhai Sheng snorted, it seemed that if he wanted to pin them all to Que'er Mountain, he would have to find another way.
"Brothers, please be patient."
"I understand what my brothers are thinking."
"However, it is still not appropriate for us to go down the mountain now."
"We can find something to do in the mountains."
"General, what else can we do on this mountain?"
"There are no Jin troops here. Those Jin troops who came from afar may not even know that there are Qin troops on Queer Mountain."
In war, it is only decent to see the enemy charging into battle.
There is not even a shadow of the enemy on Que'er Mountain. No matter how many Qin soldiers there are, they can do nothing. What's the use?
The complaints of the soldiers were completely normal. If the general was only thinking about defeating Qin, he would have rushed down the mountain with his soldiers at this time.
It is a pity that Zhai Sheng is not such a loyal general. Although he did not have a plan to escape as early as Murong Chui, he still has a lot of bad ideas.
If you want to mess up an army, it's naturally best to start from within.
"Why go down the mountain? Don't we have stone cannons?"
Zhai Sheng's simple words made all the soldiers suddenly think.
yes!
Although they could not engage the Jin army in close combat, they did have sharp weapons in their hands that could kill the Jin army.
They have stone cannons!
Just yesterday, the stone cannons on Queer Mountain dealt a heavy blow to the Jin army stationed at the back entrance.
A stone cannon was thrown out, and what it got back was the wailing of the Jin army all over the field, so unhappy.
There is such a powerful tool, why not use it?
"A few days ago, we only threw one stone cannon every night, and we were able to cause such heavy casualties to the Jin army. Now, as long as we continue to throw stone cannons, are we afraid that the Jin army will be overwhelmed?"
"General Zhai is right!"
"We have so many stone cannons, why don't we use them?"
"As long as we aim at the target, those Jin troops who dare to covet Xiangyang City will definitely be beaten to pieces by us!"
"quick!"
"Brothers, hurry up and load stone cannons with me!"
All the Qin soldiers were impatient. Once they made up their minds, they immediately took action without bothering Zhai Sheng to give orders.
You see, directing these brainless bastards saves worry and effort. These scumbags can really be manipulated as they please.
What are you waiting for?
Act quickly!
Zhai Sheng was walking in the team, and he felt more and more happy when he saw the Di Qin soldiers being very energetic. The busier they were, the less energy they had to think about those messy things.
After serving in the army for many years, Zhai Sheng gradually concluded a truth.
The easiest way to keep the soldiers united and not have any different ideas is to find more things for them to do.
All the energy is spent on doing things, leaving no time to think about other things.