was just thinking about the political stance during the military discussion, and making a small difference, it actually produced such an effect.

　　 After that,

　　 King Jingnan once again mentioned the trend,

　　 Uncle Zheng was also a little stupefied. How could a dignified soldier of the Snow Customs inexplicably become the temporary commander of Li Fusheng’s northern army in this town?

　　The most critical question is,

The reason why Uncle Zheng was confident that he did not bring Liang Cheng over is because Uncle Zheng felt that with his current level, he could deal with the assessment of the teacher Jingnan King, plus some strategic aspects beyond the ordinary level of war. It's okay.

　　 Facts also proved Uncle Zheng's growth and progress over the past few years.

　　 Whether it was the understanding of Jingnan Wang's plan when he was eating hot pot, or the handling of folds and the question of Jingnan Wang's position and policy, Uncle Zheng handled it smoothly.

but,

but,

　　 But suddenly he was pulled out and commanded a siege. He really couldn't do it.

　　The method is of course very simple. It is nothing more than pushing down the outer fortifications of the Chu army, then pressing forward with the shields, pressing the turret, and throwing the archer with the trebuchet, and then taking the opportunity to order to climb the wall and rush the city.

　　 Yes, it's very simple, just read it a few times.

　　 But the timing and the keen observation of the battle situation in it are difficult for non-military people to plan.

　　 Uncle Zheng knows his own level, so he can now lead a soldier and fight with the enemy, how to turn around, how to harass, how to rush, how to divide, these, he can cope;

　　 But siege warfare is completely different from field warfare.

When attacking Dongshan Fort, why Shi Yuantang led his army to counterattack on the second day? That was because Liang Cheng’s commanding siege rhythm was too fluent and flowing, and the Chu State defenders in the city were completely beaten. Facing a fall.

　　 Otherwise, according to the script of the National People's Congress Chu Zhuguo, he intends to stick to it for ten and a half days before trying to get it out.

　　 Therefore, in that battle, although Liang Cheng could not foresee that there was a great Chu Zhu Kingdom and a royal imperial army in the city, his early command was actually perfect and impeccable.

　　 was the siege commanded by Liang Cheng, which made Shi Yuantang had to throw his hole cards in advance.

　　 It's all right now, Liang Cheng is not by his side.

　　 Li Fusheng has been gnawing on Xishan Fort for so long, and the two sides have been familiar with each other. Chu people have also been beaten with patience. It can even be said that they have shown confidence after repelling the Yan army's attacks.

　　 Hand over a more difficult situation from Liang Cheng to himself. Uncle Zheng, who has always been very close to his abilities, knows that he really can't do it.

　　 But at this time, I can't excuse myself anymore.

　　 Uncle Zheng took a few steps forward and knelt down on one knee in front of King Jingnan:

　　 "I will do it at the end!"

　　…………

　　 "Come on, Brother Zheng, you know all of these, many of them are old acquaintances."

　　 The King of Jingnan went to the next military village first, leaving Uncle Zheng alone.

　　 At this time, Li Fusheng was introducing his generals to Uncle Zheng.

　　Half and a half, I have known each other before, after all, Zheng Fan had been in Li Fusheng's army and went south to the country together.

　　 At that time, the leaders of the Zhenbei Army were still dreaming of promoting their own Lord Hou to the throne, and they eagerly wooed Uncle Zheng, such talents as Zhenbeihou personally admired.

It's just that Uncle Zheng had already entered the gate of Jingnanhou. Coupled with the rapid changes in various aspects after the war, not only did he fail to enter the Zhenbei Army, but the Zhenbei Army almost entered. Jingnan Army.

　　 At this time, he and Li Fusheng are on the same level. The former group of generals who are higher than themselves can only salute themselves.

　　 The world is impermanent, it can't be more than that.

　　 "See Uncle Hirano!"

　　 "See Uncle Hirano!"

　　 A group of generals saluted Zheng Fan.

　　 Li Fusheng can "do it all by himself" and don't care, but these generals are obviously hurt by Uncle Zheng's attitude during the military discussion.

　　Uncle Zheng has always wanted to take the route of being close to the people, hello, me, hello, everyone, make the relationship more harmonious;

　　 But the King of Jingnan has been forcibly pulling himself to take another path. He is confident and arrogant. Of course, he can go with this kind of personality. At the end, he will truly become the next generation of Tian Wujing;

　　 This road is really exhausting.

　　 However, Uncle Zheng didn't explain anything, he just nodded silently. They are very cold to themselves, so they can do business directly.

　　 Uncle Zheng looked at Li Fusheng and said:

　　 "Will you still attack the city tomorrow?"

　　 "To attack, of course it is necessary to attack."

　　 "Then everyone will go back to camp and prepare."

　　Most things have already been discussed during the military meeting, and there is no point in having a meeting to repeat the previous words.

　　 "I will retire at the end!"

　　 "I will retire at the end!"

　　After waiting for these generals to go down, Li Fusheng smiled and said, "Don't mind, these little boys, I'm spoiled by my brother."

　　 Uncle Zheng touched the tip of his nose, and said, "I'm the one who is distracted."

　　 "Look out."

　　 "Now that I can do it, it's hard to get off the hook."

　　 When Li Fusheng asked about his princess, Uncle Zheng could truthfully tell him.

　　 Li Fusheng looked at Zheng Fan, and there was already a kind of satisfaction that the juniors who used to admire and support themselves finally came out of blue.

　　 "Brother Zheng, you are so humble. To be honest, if you come to command, I really feel more at ease in my heart."

　　 "Brother you still have to take command. After all, under the premise that the soldiers don't know the generals and the soldiers, I command them forcibly, I'm afraid it's not beautiful."

　　 Before Li Fusheng came to refute, Zheng Fan immediately said:

　　 "I'll be watching by the side, just check the omissions and fill up the vacancies for you."

　　 Li Fusheng nodded, and said, "That... also works."

　　 "Brother, let me take a look at the camp siege equipment."

　　 "Inevitable, inevitable."

Li Fusheng’s siege equipment is actually quite a lot, because in terms of craftsmen, Xuehaiguan has the foundation, but because Li Fusheng is responsible for attacking Xishan Fort, a small part of the craftsmen dispatched from Yingdu are supplied in Li Fusheng is here.

　　 Of course, after reading it, Uncle Zheng found that Li Fusheng's equipment here is not as sophisticated as his own.

　　 At this time, a small figure rushed out, who was it if it wasn’t Xue San?

　　 "Hey, Lord, you are here."

　　 Xue San's face was dark, as if he had been tainted.

　　 In Xue San's opinion, the master of his own family should be working as a secretary for King Jingnan now, how come he came here.

　　 Li Fusheng pointed at Xue San and said, "Brother Zheng, your subordinates are really talented. The craftsmen and masters from Yingdu don't dare to be big in front of him."

　　 Xue San, it is not surprising that he has this ability.

　　 "What are you doing?"

　　 Uncle Zheng bent down, reached out his hand and wiped Xue San's face, then put it in front of his nose and smelled it.

　　 "Fire oil?"

　　 "I am helping them improve."

　　 Making stone bullets wrapped in fire oil, and then throwing them with a trebuchet, this is one of the usages of the trebuchet.

　　 However, according to the actual damage on the battlefield, stone bullets wrapped in kerosene are far less effective than pure stone bullets. The former is much weaker than the latter in terms of strength and impact.

But the account cannot be calculated blindly. After all, the burning sphere will roll in when it hits the ground, and the fire will be splashed. It doesn't matter how few people are killed. The key is the visual effect. The weakening effect on the enemy's morale is extremely obvious. of.

　　 "The prince asked me to come over as a staff adviser and help siege the city together." Uncle Zheng said.

　　 Xue San's complexion immediately became very exciting, and he was struggling to laugh.

　　 Uncle Zheng reached out and patted Xue San on the head, and said to Li Fusheng: "Brother, let's go over there again."

"it is good."

After going around in the camp for half a circle, Uncle Zheng had to sigh that the Zhenbei Army is indeed the Zhenbei Army. Li Fusheng’s Zhenbei Army has very high quality of soldiers and has never experienced a division of family due to Li Bao’s death. In addition, after Li Fusheng entered the promotion, he was already attributed to Tian Wujing.

　　 is equivalent to an extremely sharp sword, and it has been carefully maintained in the later stage.

　　 Therefore, even if the siege has fought for a long time, first of all, the morale of the army did not appear to be declining. This can be seen from the expressions on the faces of those generals who refuse to admit defeat.

　　Also, they are also trying their best to satisfy all their needs for ordnance.

　　 This is different from Xueguan Customs, which was built from scratch. You must know that when Ke Yanbu's group came, the arrows of the tribal warriors were polished with animal bones. Just equipping them also made Xueguan pay a great price.

　　 And Li Fusheng here has a rich family foundation.

　　 "Brother Zheng, shall we use supper?"

　　 Li Fusheng almost spoke when he saw him.

　　 Uncle Zheng nodded, and went into the handsome account with Li Fusheng.

　　 Evening food is very simple, but the amount is large and full, salty sauce and bun, both are enough.

　　 "Ball ball, I forgot to ask the people below to do something good." Li Fusheng slapped his forehead and cursed.

　　 "It doesn't get in the way. When fighting, everything is delicious."

　　 Uncle Zheng sat down, picked up a bun, and started eating.

　　 Uncle Zheng's body will appear a little hypocritical when he is not fighting, but once he enters a state of war, he really eats well and sleeps soundly.

　　 Li Fusheng also sat down and said:

　　 "We will attack the city tomorrow, Brother Zheng, which side do you think we should focus on?"

　　 "Here, I don't do beak placement. Brother, you decide. At the very least, I have to wait for me to experience several battles here before I can get a target."

　　 Li Fusheng nodded and sighed: "Brother Zheng, you are good at everything, but sometimes too humble, but also, you are our prince's disciple. The details of this battle are really the same as the prince."

　　 Uncle Zheng smiled implicitly, and took a bite.

Now, he can actually not make decisions without letting himself make decisions. If he can push, he will push. Anyway, Li Fusheng has been attacking Xishanpu for so long, he has practiced, and he is familiar with the battlefield, no matter how bad he is. Go, Uncle Zheng is really afraid that he will give some general advice on a whim. It’s not a big deal to let a veteran like Li Fusheng listen to it. If it really messes up the situation and collapses, then it’s true. Why bother to come.

　　 "The gang of **** underneath, don't look at what they used to say to Brother Zheng, your nose is not the nose, the eye is not the eye, but they are all selected by me personally, and follow me crawling out of the sea of ​​blood.

　　I know that they also admire you, Brother Zheng, and when they really want to move tomorrow, they will definitely follow Brother Zheng's order of your transfer, without any perfunctory. "

　　 "Brother, I said it all, this is my reason."

　　 Zheng Fan took a sip of water and continued;

　　 "Why did you mention it again, brother?"

　　 "Aren't you afraid that you have a grudge in your heart."

　　 "Mustard?"

　　 Uncle Zheng didn't understand for a while.

　　 "Old Lord Hou...No, Old Lord..."

　　 The old prince here obviously refers to Li Liangting.

"Hey, earlier, you knew it too, and you were not afraid of your jokes. In our heart, we actually have that idea, that is, let the old man sit in that position. The Ji family can sit, why do I sit in the Li family? No?

But Lord Hou has long said that he doesn’t have that idea. I’m getting older. Although I’m not old now, but to be honest, there’s nothing to ask for. Just ask for one, and I can kill people happily. .

　　 Unlike them, I brought my nephew and my nephew to the battlefield to train together early. I have no children and nothing to bear.

　　 If these belongings are really handed over to you, Brother Zheng in the future, I can be considered convinced, at least, for them, to find a good home for these old brothers.

　　 Fighting on the battlefield and dying in battle is fate. There is nothing to say, but it is not a waste of money to die. If you are lucky to survive all the way, you can also earn a decent amount for yourself and your family. This is great. "

　　 "Brother, this is not the time to say this."

　　 "Brother Zheng, the two of us are not outsiders. Brother, I'll give you an answer. Brother, I mean, you know, it’s fine."

　　 Talking, Li Fusheng also stretched out his hand and patted Zheng Fan's thigh.

　　 Zheng Fan nodded, indicating that he knew;

　　 Then,

　　 silently retracted his leg.

　　……

　　 When it was still dark the next day, the sound of the horn in the Yan army formation had already sounded.

　　Since the siege of the city, whether it is a general or a soldier, in fact, they have already played experience and habits.

　　 Yan people were indeed not good at siege warfare before, but they were not good at anything when they had not been specifically done before.

　　 In Li Fusheng's army, there is no such handsome man Xue Haijun specially made for Uncle Zheng, but there is a high platform. The high platform is divided into three, connected together, and there is a deck connected in the middle.

　　 When the war started, Li Fusheng would stand on the middle high platform to observe the battle, and the two high platforms on the left and right were the standard bearers to convey Li Fusheng's orders.

The army leaves the village, and the various arms advance in sequence. This is a not-so-small process. This is like a shop selling things during the day and closing the door at night. All the things placed outside must be taken back before the door panel is inserted. The next day, you have to It's like opening the door and putting it out again. I know it's cumbersome, but I don't want to be thief at night.

　　 "Come on, Brother Zheng, please!"

　　 Uncle Zheng looked at this high platform and instinctively refused.

　　 Here, it's not very close to the front line, but it's not very far away. He has been chased and hit by a trebuchet. Uncle Zheng really rejects this kind of battlefield risky behavior.

　　 But fortunately, because the three high platforms are connected, the space to move is very rich, so even if there is a trebuchet, there is still time to avoid it.

　　 Finally, Uncle Zheng and Li Fusheng walked up.

　　 On the opposite side of the city wall, Chu people apparently also "woke up", and there was still smoke rising in the city.

　　 This combination of war and the breath of life, there is no trace of disobedience, on the contrary, it seems very coordinated.

Below 　　, various soldiers and horses are still entering designated positions one after another, and trebuchets and arrow towers are still pushing forward from behind.

　　 "Report!!!"

　　 A messenger rode over, rolled over and got off the horse and quickly climbed onto the high platform.

　　 "General, there is a...the funeral team from the east, under the banner of Xuehai Haijun."

　　 "The funeral team?" Li Fusheng looked at Zheng Fan standing beside him.

　　 Zheng Fan nodded and said, "It's mine."

　　 "Oh, put it in."

　　 "Hey!"

　　 "Is it for the great Chu Zhuguo to administer the funeral?" Li Fusheng immediately thought of the key.

"Yes."

　　The funeral management team came in, all the armors were tied with white cloth, the weapons were also wrapped with white strips, and they carried a delicate coffin that should have belonged to Ah Ming.

Here, the Yan Jun is still preparing for the attack. There are already many soldiers sitting cross-legged on the ground waiting. Seeing this "fantastic suit" that suddenly came in, everyone was curious and slightly raised their heads and looked over there. .

　　 The Chu people on the wall of the West Mountain Fort are the same, and I don’t know what medicine Yanjun’s gourd sells.

The news of Shi Yuantang’s death was ordered by Li Fusheng’s subordinates to pass the news to the Chu defenders in Xishanpu, but the Chu defenders on the other side should suppress the news, or simply say that this is a Yanren design that shakes the hearts of our troops. .

　　 Before Shi Yuantang died, Yan Jun called the Five Princes to rebel and had killed the Regent.

　　 And what Chu Jun shouted was, go back and have a look, your Emperor Yan has been violently killed!

　　 This kind of lies on the battlefield that "your mother is dead" and "your father is gone" are actually hitting each other a lot.

　　 Over time, everyone has become somewhat immune.

　　 However,

　　 When the funeral management team held up a golden fire phoenix flag, the Chu army on the city wall was stunned.

　　 After a while, when a bronze chariot was pushed out, the Chu people on the wall immediately exploded.

　　 Rumors can be spread casually, but the real thing is difficult to fake.

　　Because neither the Fire Phoenix flag nor the bronze chariot is a common product.

　　 And if the Chu people on the opposite side took out the gilt armor belonging to the King of Jingnan and hung them out, Yan Jun would definitely be unstable.

　　 Then, an even more excessive scene appeared.

　　 I saw a big guy with a huge physique coming out of that Yanjun's funeral team.

　　 He opened the coffin,

　　He carried out the body of an old man in noble armor,

　　 He lifted the body,

　　 The body is fixed with a wire and a board, and the big man has the involved board in his hand and mouth.

　　 the body was lifted up,

　　 The big man started to dance his hands,

　　 Like playing a puppet, the body above began to twist.

　　 The big man’s own legs and waist began to twist to the rhythm~lightnovelpub.net~ and then,

　　 Dozens of people in the funeral management team dismounted. They were obviously wearing filial obedience, but they took out the red silk and twisted together with the steps of the big man in front.

　　 Everyone moves in the same way, and they are uniform together.

　　 This is, twisting Yangko.

　　 Yanren's side is inexplicable.

　　Although this folklore event once performed on behalf of the Yan folklore in the snow field and the savage tribe’s blood alliance meeting,

　　 But the out-and-out Yan people don’t even know that there is still this custom in their own homes!

　　 On the city wall, the voices of Chu people yelling, roaring and crying have been heard continuously.

　　 after a period of time,

　　 The city gate of Xishan Fort opened unexpectedly, and a cavalry came out from it, which was planning to come out to **** the remains of the country’s own Fang Zhuguo who was being insulted by the Yan people.

　　 Li Fusheng slammed his front railing excitedly.

　　 shouted to Uncle Zheng who was standing next to him;

　　 "No wonder you didn't take command yesterday. It turns out that everything is under your control, Brother Zheng!"

　　 Uncle Zheng: "Huh?"

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　　 There is still at night.

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