Changcheng is as quiet as ever. Although there is a rebel camp twenty or thirty miles outside the city, there has been no siege here recently.

The focus of the battle between the two sides has always been the other cities on the front line, with you and me fighting for every inch of land.

Changcheng City has high walls and strong walls, making it difficult to attack. In addition, there are heavy troops stationed there, so Chen Tiansheng has not besieged the capital of Jiuchang Road for a long time.

It's not that we can't defeat them, but we're worried that too many people will die, which will affect the morale of the army.

There were a few torches swaying on the top of the city. The night was extremely dark today, without any moonlight.

The guards holding torches and patrolling back and forth could see nothing but the palm-sized area at the foot of the city.

I just feel the cold wind whistling at night, making me shiver.

But in this pitch-black night, there were countless black shadows crawling on the ground, crawling towards the foot of the city little by little.

Shrubs, grass, and soil slopes have all become hiding places for these black shadows, and you can't notice anything strange on the top of the city.

The hundreds of men headed by them were all elites selected by Wu Zhiyong from the army, and the swords were hidden in their backs and wrapped in linen.

That's right, tonight they will attack the fortified city in front of them.

When they were less than two miles away from the city wall, everyone became motionless and completely blended into the night, waiting like poisonous snakes for the best moment to attack.

Ten miles away from Changcheng, Chen Tiansheng put on his iron armor and walked up a small slope step by step. Accompanying him were Ling Gong and Qin Xiaotian.

Under the hillside, there are soldiers wearing yellow shirts, and the weapons in their hands are also visible.

There are also thousands of cavalry, almost all wearing armor, somewhat like elite cavalry.

Such a long period of fighting has given the Yellow Shirt Army the appearance of a regular army.

Although it is not as powerful as the Gyeonggi garrison in terms of combat power, it is more than enough to deal with the strong men urgently recruited by various states.

More importantly, there are many soldiers in yellow shirts. Every time a city is occupied, the number of soldiers will continue to increase, which is unmatched by the official army.

"Mr. Ling, do you think it can be done tonight?" Chen Tiansheng looked in the distance towards Changcheng and murmured softly.

Unknowingly, Chen Tiansheng had become accustomed to calling Ling Gong sir, which shows his trust and appreciation for him.

Without Ling Gong's assistance, there would be no King Huai today.

Ling Gong said confidently: "Zhuang Qing is planning a plan in the city, so there is no serious problem. Who among the common people is willing to work hard for the official uniform?"

As long as the inner court can open the city gate and let the army enter the city, then after tonight, this Changcheng will belong to the king."

Hearing what Ling Gong said, a smile appeared on Chen Tiansheng's face: "Xiaotian, how are the preparations in other places?"

Qin Xiaotian said in a deep voice: "Second brother and several generals have led troops to various places, and tonight they will launch an attack on the entire defense line at the same time as planned! As for the war in Changcheng, I will leave it to me later. Don't worry, brother!"

For this war, Chen Tiansheng and others have been planning for a long time. Not only are there internal agents in Changcheng, but there are also people from other places who are cooperating.

Those strong men who are full of resentment against the government will completely fall over to the Yellow Shirts with just a little temptation.

No matter who you fight for, you have to have hope, right? And Chen Tiansheng, who promised to give them a way to survive and share their land, was their hope.

Chen Tiansheng stretched his waist lazily and said with a smile: "I wonder what the Minister of War is doing at the moment~"

"Hehehe~"

The cold laughter dissipated invisible in the darkness.

…

It was almost midnight, but Yu Wen Chenghua was still awake in the camp in Changcheng. He was casually wearing a brocade robe and looked like he had just climbed out of bed.

Yu Wen Chenghua leaned on the table, using the scorching light to read the secret family letter that had just been sent to the city.

After examining it for a while, Yu Wen Chenghua placed the secret letter on the fire, and soon it turned into a pile of ashes.

Yu Wen Chenghua, who was taking a nap while leaning on the back of the chair, frowned and murmured: "I always thought that winning was difficult, but I didn't expect that losing is not easy either."

His words made Monk Zhanger confused. Who would have thought that losing was the real purpose of Yu Wen Chenghua's expedition this time.

But it’s not about being reckless, it’s about losing so that no one can see the flaws.

Yuwen Chenghua's eyes fell on the pile of pitch-black ashes, and he said to himself:

"You want the position of Minister of the Ministry of War, that's fine, but do you really think that if my Yuwen family loses the title of Minister of the Ministry of War, it will lose its military power?

You may think of my Yuwen family too simply."

No one knows who you are in Yuwen Chenghua’s words~

Chenyue? The Queen Mother? Shangguan Taiqing? Or the Zhao family? Maybe both.

"Dong~dong~"

There was a low knock on the door, and a figure was standing respectfully outside the door.

"Come in!" Yuwen Chenghua shouted softly.

Yuwen Ke, a dead man who had been trained by the Yuwen family for many years, walked in quietly, walked up to Yuwen Chenghua and whispered something in his ear.

Judging from Yuwenke's expression, it seemed to be a very urgent matter.

Sure enough, Yu Wen Chenghua was stunned after hearing this, and asked in astonishment: "Is the news accurate?"

Yuwenke nodded solemnly: "I'm sure, my subordinates heard the two centurions' spies, and the atmosphere in the military camp tonight is indeed not right."

Yu Wen Chenghua stood up and walked back and forth in his brocade clothes: "This King Huai is really capable, and he even reached out to the city."

Yu Wenke stood aside quietly, not disturbing Yu Wen Chenghua's thinking, but he was obviously a little anxious in his heart.

Judging from the information he has, the city's spies will open the city gate tonight to welcome the rebels into the city.

Even though the whole city is silent now, it won't be long before the sound of killings will shake the sky.

Yu Wen Chenghua, on the other hand, remained unfazed, with a smile actually appearing on his face: "Whatever you think of comes to you. Isn't this a great opportunity?"

Yu Wenke didn't understand what he was talking about, so he hesitated for a while before asking: "Master, do you need your subordinates to send someone to kill these spies?"

While talking to Yu Wenke, he made a gesture of wiping his neck with his palm.

"No, haha." Yuwen Chenghua smiled and shook his head.

"Then we should?"

"You go secretly gather the soldiers, guard them near the camp, and prepare some dry food and water. When the battle is over, we will leave Changcheng.

As for these rebels, just let them be, and you can inform the generals so that they can also be prepared..."

Yuwen Chenghua read out a few names softly. These people were all members of the Yuwen family in the army. Yuwen Chenghua still had to remember them.

Although Yu Wenke didn't understand why Yu Wen Chenghua wanted to abandon the city directly, he still nodded and said: "My subordinates will do it immediately!"

Soon, silence returned to the room, leaving only Yuwen Chenghua standing alone in front of the table.
Chapter completed!