The first month of the eighth year of Jingtai came to the end of the month soon. Of course, the people of this whole month still spent the whole month in fear and uneasiness.

Spring has begun, and the weather is gradually getting warmer, which means the fighting on the border has become more intense.

Wuguan and Tianlang Pass in Beiliang and Luoyun City in Liaodong are all engaged in siege warfare. Even Hanzhou, far to the east of the northern defense line, has broken out sporadic fighting.

The Yan army on the border was divided into three groups. There were more than 200,000 troops in Beiliang, 200,000 troops by the Yishui River in Liaodong, and 70,000 to 80,000 troops stationed outside Pinghan Road.

Beiliang and Liaodong are the two main directions of attack. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the 70,000 to 80,000 people on Pinghan Road are there to support the Chang family's troops.

However, the Chang family did not dare to take it lightly. Heavy troops were gathered at the border, and they even took the initiative to attack many times to test the Yan army's movements.

The Yan State's total army of nearly half a million, known as one million, came with great momentum.

The entire Northern Territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty is filled with smoke!

…

"Kill! Give it to me!"

Under the city wall of Wuguan, a fierce centurion of the Yan army was waving a scimitar in his hand, directing his soldiers to climb up the ladder.

Nearly a hundred soldiers were distributed beside him. Not only did they have to climb up and attack the city, but they also had to worry about the crossbow arrows falling from the top of the city and giving them a chill.

Not far from the right side of the centurion, a ladder collapsed suddenly, and several Yan soldiers who had just climbed to a high place were immediately thrown to pieces.

You don't need to think about it to know that this was pushed down by Liang Jun's flying fork again.

Everyone has long been accustomed to this scene. If you push it down, set it up and attack again, it's nothing more than your death or my death.

In a war, no one will die. There are at least thousands of corpses outside the Wuguan city wall.

"Come on! Come on, I'll do it! Move quickly!"

The centurion didn't even frown, he was still shouting vigorously. Suddenly, he smelled a strange smell.

Shaking all over, he suddenly looked up and saw a gray cauldron appearing above the ladder, with steam rising from it.

"Damn it, get out!"

The centurion roared angrily, and then ran away without waiting for his soldiers to react.

He was very familiar with that thing, kerosene! Hot kerosene!

The soldiers who had climbed halfway were stunned for a moment when they heard the roar, and then raised their heads in confusion. The next second their eyes became desperate.

"Chi~"

A large pot of hot oil poured down from the top of the city and fell head on.

"Bah~"

"Ah~"

A soldier at the head was turned into charcoal, a shrill scream instantly sounded, and the billowing oil could kill you in just a moment.

"Whizzing!"

Before it was over, several rockets shot down from the top of the city and landed straight on the ladder soaked in kerosene.

With a "bang", the entire ladder was swallowed up by the sea of ​​fire, and some of the infantry waiting to attack the city in the open space on the ground were also involved.

"Ah~ah~"

The sound of despair resounded in the sea of ​​​​fire, and many people on fire were twisting and making their last struggle.

The centurion who luckily escaped with his life fell to the ground and swallowed hard, his face burning hot from the fire.

He knew that this scene would continue to reappear in the future.

This time he was lucky enough to escape, but what about next time? He didn't dare to think about it any further because there was a military order ahead of him.

Those who are timid will die!

The top of the Wuguan city was full of infantry figures, some raising their bows to fight back, and some throwing wood and rolling stones down the city.

Intensive arrows and stones were thrown into the city wall from outside the city. From time to time, soldiers fell to the ground and were injured, and were dragged to the bottom of the city for treatment by their colleagues.

Some of the Liang army infantry on the city wall looked battle-hardened, while others looked a little unfamiliar and were a little helpless in the face of such a powerful offensive.

These people are not serious border soldiers, but patrol battalions drawn from various counties in Beiliang.

According to Zhuge's foolish suggestion, all patrol battalions throughout Beiliang must take turns going to the border to participate in the battle to train the combat effectiveness of the patrol battalions.

With elite frontier army veterans by their side, the safety of Wuguan will definitely be no problem.

At best, it will cause some losses to the patrol battalion, but compared with the increased combat power, these losses are acceptable to Beiliang.

When night fell slowly, the Yan army retreated again. Their siege camp was only seven or eight miles away from the city wall, very close.

From the moment the Yan army arrived at the city, Wuguan's crossbowmen could no longer patrol the city from the north wall, and were almost completely unaware of the Yan army's movements.

This is also one of the reasons why the Yan army dared to attack the city unscrupulously.

…

In a study room in Wuguan, there were only two figures sitting, Chen Yue and Chu Yucheng.

Chenyue put one hand on the table, stuck his butt back, and stared at the map.

Chu Yucheng also followed suit, and their heads were almost crowded together.

The two people have been studying this map for a long time, and many marks, large and small, have been made.

After looking at it for a long time, Chen Yue finally straightened up, twisted his waist, and said softly: "What do you think?"

Chu Yucheng hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Although it is risky, I agree!"

"Ha ha!"

Chenyue laughed loudly, closed the map casually, and said: "After planning for so long, I finally have a workable plan."

Chu Yucheng spread his hands and said: "The Baili Shen on the opposite side can even guess when we are rushing to the rear. Ordinary planning may not be of much use in his eyes."

"Bang~bang~"

Chenyue patted the table casually and said: "Nothing in this world is watertight, and there is no god who can predict the future.

Whether we can win or not depends on whether our actions can confuse the two guys on the opposite side."

"Haha, it seems that the prince is very confident." Chu Yucheng smiled at Chen Yue who raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Are you going to let the Red Flame Army go?"

"Of course."

Chen Yue sighed slightly: "After the defeat in Linyi Valley, nearly half of the Red Flame Army's soldiers died in the battle, and they were suffocating from top to bottom. If they are not given the opportunity to win a hearty battle, their morale will be lower in the future.

Something went wrong."

Chu Yucheng nodded silently: "Fortunately, the Red Flame Army did not collapse."

"Tch, it's not that easy to collapse." Chenyue raised his head:

"I was present at the battle of the Red Flame Camp, and that murderous aura was condensed from the pile of dead people."

A few years ago, the battle at Luohua Stream on Nanjiang Road was a shocking one, with tens of thousands of Tengjia troops being destroyed in one battle.

It can be said that from that battle, King Fu's destruction has become a certainty.

Chu Yucheng also smiled happily and asked: "The plan is finalized, when are you going to take action?"

Chenyue looked at the darkness outside the house and said softly: "I will go to the Red Flame Army's camp tomorrow to see their condition."
Chapter completed!