Yan Chu's eyes showed confusion, as if he still didn't understand.
Glancing at him, Wen Lian sighed secretly.
How could a great man like Yan Fu give birth to such a porpoise?
Thinking that Yan Fu is now old enough to know his destiny, and his health is not very good...
Wen Lian's heart, which had been suppressed by being besieged by the enemy, once again cast a shadow.
This guy is just stupid, but he is as timid as a mouse!
If he hadn't escaped with the coalition of nobles when the bandits attacked the city, how would he and other nobles have ended up like this?
Wen Lian has made a secret decision in his heart:
If we can escape this disaster, we will definitely not stay in Linzi any longer!
The future of the Yan family and the leader of the gentry in Linzi City is someone like Yan Chu. The future is really gloomy!
With so many thoughts in his mind, Wen Lian kept a smile on his face and patiently explained to Yan Chu:
"Our Nancheng District is not an easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack terrain. If the Yellow Turban bandits want to seize it, it is actually not that difficult. There are countless options."
"Either a frontal attack, a long-range strike, or setting fire to smoke."
Wen Lian sighed with emotion: "My dear nephew, we are actually like turtles in a jar now."
I know that. I'm asking you what do you see from this formation?
Yan Chu still looked at Wen Lian in confusion.
Why...
Rotten wood cannot be carved.
Wen Lian was helpless and continued: "We can't stop our defense now, let alone take the initiative to attack."
"Why do thieves need to put up such a defensive counterattack formation?"
Yan Chu's eyes suddenly lit up when he finally understood.
"What Gong Wen meant is that the thieves are not planning to attack us?"
"I'm not sure about that." Wen Lian stroked his beard and muttered: "Wang Zheng, the leader of this group of yellow turban bandits, is a little different from ordinary ignorant thieves."
"really."
Yan Chu nodded, remembering what he saw that day, he still feels terrified.
"This thief's bravery is truly astonishing!"
So you were so scared that you just sneaked home?
Wen Lian cursed in his heart, but continued: "What I said is different, but it is not the martial arts of one person, but the scheming of this man!"
"oh?"
Yan Chu wondered: "The reason why these bandits were able to capture Linzi that day was mainly due to Xu He. If he hadn't come up with the plan to fortify the city, how could Linzi have fallen to the bandits in less than a month?"
"Hey, where is Xu He now?" Wen Lian sneered: "Didn't he become the soul of Shu Zi's sword?"
Yan Chu said: "The Yellow Turban thieves are just like beasts and have no faith at all. Why is it so strange to betray the alliance and have internal strife?"
"This is indeed common, but did you know?" Wen Lian said with a solemn expression: "Originally, your father and I, as well as the heads of several noble families, all thought that Xu He would be the final winner?"
"He is cunning and cunning, and there are also traitors like Sima Ju who know the truth about my Linzi!"
"If there is a fight between thieves, Xu He has the greatest chance of winning. Do you agree?"
Yan Chu nodded.
"But what's the result?" Wen Lian sighed: "It was Shuzi who had the last laugh!"
"I'm also very confused about this." Yan Chu agreed: "Xu He is a habitual thief, and his Taiping Army is the strongest among these thieves. How come he was attacked by Wang Zheng?"
"Soldiers are deceitful. They use less to defeat many. Weakness defeats strong ones. Even though they are few, they have been around since ancient times." Wen Lian snorted coldly:
"The key is that from Wang Zheng's victory over Xu He, we can see that this son is not only decisive and ruthless, but also very deep!"
Wen Lian said solemnly: "This man must have been planning for a long time, fully prepared, and even more violently launched an attack."
"They actually took action on the second day after entering the city."
"Not only did Xu He not expect this, but we also didn't expect it at all!"
"First kill Xu and Sima Ju in the palace city. When the Taiping army is leaderless and caught off guard, then attack all over the city at the same time..."
"Although this Zhuzi is young," Wen Lian sighed, "but he is very scheming!"
Because of this, heads of aristocratic families like Wen Lian and Wen Lian, who were used to seeing troubles, no longer dared to underestimate Wang Zheng, and were even more wary of his cunning and viciousness.
Furthermore, we cannot make any hasty conclusions about the current actions of the Heavenly Army.
At this time, countless thoughts flashed through Wen Lian's mind.
Are you going to besiege the city and prepare to trap us to death?
Or is it a frontal feint attack to attract our attention, but then sneaks in from somewhere else?
Or is it because the army is pressing down on us to force us to surrender?
Wen Lian couldn't figure out the intentions of the Yellow Turban bandits, but he was certain of one thing.
It is also good for the thief not to attack, or to attack a moment later.
They couldn't wait for this stalemate to continue...
If it's a siege...
As long as they don't attack, they are more than happy to accompany you.
You must know that the rice stocks of these aristocratic families in Nancheng combined are enough to last for a year and a half without any problem!
...
"The thieves are on the move!"
At this moment, the sentry in front shouted a reminder.
Wen Lian and others all felt a chill in their hearts, and they all followed the news.
But at this moment, the heavenly army and horses suddenly stopped a stone's throw away.
Then a person walked out and walked slowly alone.
"Could it be that you're here to declare war?"
Yan Chu expressed his guess in surprise.
madness!
"Impossible." Wen Lian cursed again. At the same time, he looked at the person approaching. When he saw his hands were empty, his heart moved:
"This should...be the messenger?"
"Messenger?" Yan Chu blinked:
"Meng Wen, do you think you want to deceive us and open the city gate to expose the defense line so that the thieves can take advantage of the situation and launch a massive attack?"
"The possibility... is not high."
Wen Lian was completely speechless. Finally, he couldn't hold it back anymore and said in an impatient tone:
"The thieves have now occupied all the military camps and schools in Linzi. I'm afraid they have already seized countless equipment and equipment, plus what they already had and snatched from Xu He..."
"Just do the math..."
"How many rams, crossbows, trebuchets..."
"The city gates of Linzi couldn't stop them before, not to mention that now the opponent's strength has greatly increased and their equipment is more complete?"
"Does it mean that in the face of a small city gate like Nancheng, we still need to rely on bullying the enemy to break through it?"
"Isn't it unnecessary?"
Wen Lian's series of words made Yan Chu completely silent.
"My dear nephew, there is no need for you and me to speculate again. We come from a wealthy family, and our family reputation is more important than our lives. Since the thief has sent someone out, let's go and have a look!"
"You can't show weakness and cowardice in front of the Yellow Turban Thief!"
"this..."
After hearing this, Yan Chu looked at the dark army on the opposite side, hesitant on his face.
If you are so close, even the crossbow and arrows can hit it.
Seeing this, Wen Lian felt disdainful and didn't bother to say anything more, so he went straight to greet him alone.
That person is Chen Jiao.
He arrived at the city gate almost at the same time as Wen Lian, handed over the invitation card with a smile on his face, and then calmly turned around and returned to the main formation despite the gentry coalition's alert as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
When he saw Ye's handwriting on the sticker, Wenliang couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Good words!"
I couldn't help but admire it for a while before continuing:
"General Qingzhou Tiangong, Wang Zheng Wang Yu bandit?"
"Imperial pirate..."
After muttering to himself for a while, Wen Lian snorted coldly: "I don't know if this word was given by his parents, or if he named it himself?"
"No matter what, it's true that people are what they are, and their ambitions are obvious!"
"only..."
As he spoke, he looked at the handwriting again, with regret on his face: "Such good calligraphy came from the hands of a yellow turban bandit!"
This was Wen Lian's fault.
You must know that Wang Zheng, a time traveler, has not recognized the full name of Han Li until now.
As for his handwriting...
If it really fell into the eyes of Han Dynasty gentry literati like Wen Lian, it would probably be like a dog crawling around and being eaten by a rat. How could it have anything to do with calligraphy?
This letter of greeting was written by Xu Fang on his behalf.
When Wen Lian returned to the watchtower, Yan Chu hurriedly greeted him and asked eagerly:
"Mr. Wen, what's the thief's plan?"
"Ah..."
Wen Lian seemed to be in a good mood and handed the greeting note directly to him:
"Just see for yourself."
Then he walked away.
Yan Chu watched him leave, feeling greatly surprised.
Look in this direction, is this curtain heading towards your house?
What is the situation? The thief has not retreated. What is he going to do now?
Yan Chu complained to himself angrily, and opened the notice, and when he saw it, his expression was shocked.
After he finished reading all the contents, he quickly said a few words to his bodyguards, and also rushed to his mansion.
I have to report it to my father quickly...
Wang Zheng, such a bastard, actually wants to visit my Yan Mansion tomorrow!