Even until his death, Zhou Tianhua did not understand how his surname Zhou could offend such a barbarian and receive such a beating. It was really inexplicable.
Hu'erman's men didn't care about the severity. They would beat them to death even if they received the general's order. Zhou Tianhua and others were beaten so hard that they cried like ghosts and howled like wolves. After a while, they lay motionless on the ground.
"Search them for me and see if they have anything on them? This guy Zhao Ji is now rich. Isn't he going to give something to the military advisor again?" Huerman said while looking at Zhou Tianhua and others lying on the ground.
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Zhou Tianhua's bad luck was also shared. After Zhao Ji broke the city, who wouldn't want to take the opportunity to make some money, not to mention that Zhou Tianhua was still a small leader. After this search, a lot of gold, silver and jewelry were found.
"Damn it, I'm suffering and suffering here, but Zhao Ji went to Jiangxia to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune. Damn it, brothers, go back to camp and rest, I won't work anymore." The more Hu'erman thought about it, the more he felt that Yang Sheng was right.
They, Taji Country, don’t pay attention to it.
"General, what should we do with these people?" one of his subordinates asked.
Hu'erman looked at these gold and silver jewelry, gritted his teeth, and whispered to the people around him: "If you don't do anything, I will kill you! Please handle the matter cleanly. We haven't seen anyone today."
Poor Zhou Tianhua and the twenty soldiers who delivered the message did not die on the battlefield. They finally got out of Jiangxia, but unexpectedly they died at the hands of the Allied Forces.
Hu'erman's anger finally came true for Zhou Bao. He was still worried at first, but he was cautious all the way back. Unexpectedly, it was much smoother than when he came here. He almost didn't see Yangsheng's encirclement and suppression of food transportation.
of officers and soldiers.
What's even more pitiable is that Zhao Ji from Jiangxia is still happily waiting for the arrival of reinforcements. In Zhao Ji's view, with Yang Sheng's wisdom and strategy, he will definitely strive for excellence in his plan, and it is impossible not to send people over. Besides, Jiangxia is currently
There is no checkpoint army. Even if the twenty people he sent encounter bandits or the like, they will not be wiped out. There will always be one or two who escape. Even if Zhao has thousands of people, he never imagined that he would be destroyed.
In one's own hands.
Zhang Guihua and others were also in the tent, discussing how to deal with Zhao Ji in the city. Shengun thought it was best to attack with fire. In his opinion, it was very interesting. Guo Jingdao disagreed with Shengun's view.
He felt that the timing was not very good, and attacking with fire might not have much effect. Among the large tents, only Murong Jiasha did not speak. Since the division of troops, it was inconvenient for Jiasha to follow Li Tian, so she has been following Zhang Guihua.
"Sister Osmanthus Osmanthus, why do we attack the city? Zhao Ji brought people to Jiangxia. The third brother said that it is to relieve the Wu Gang's urgent need. Then Zhao Ji should be more anxious than us now. I think as long as we are here
Guard and send news to the city that the Wu Gang has been defeated. Then the Wu Gang officers and soldiers in the city will lose their fighting spirit. By then, it is not impossible to surrender without a fight." Jia Sha participated in the battle for the first time.
However, she felt that there was no need to launch a large-scale siege.
When several people heard this, they realized that what Jia Sha said made sense. The magic stick looked at Jia Sha with wide eyes, nodded and said.
"What Xiao Jiasha said is right? It seems that if you fight a few more battles with me and learn more, you may become a female general in the future." The magician feels that he has a sense of accomplishment.
"Tch! Let me learn from you? Stop being so beautiful." Jia Sha was embarrassed to speak too harshly in front of Zhang Guihua.
"Sister Osmanthus fragrans, I think what Jia Sha said is very reasonable. This mind-attack tactic can be used. This city is not big. Even if Zhao Ji runs away now, with our army chasing him, it is impossible to threaten us.
Just encircling but not fighting will put a little pressure on Zhao's army, which may force him to go out of the city to fight." Guo Jing said.
"Okay! Then let's be polite first and then attack. We also ask the brothers to rest for two days and take the opportunity to make some tools for the city." Zhang Guihua also agreed with Jia Sha's statement.
"Hua! I've been given the big task of spreading the news. I promise to do it beautifully for you." This time, the magic stick took the initiative to ask Ying to take on the task.
After things were arranged, the next morning, Shengun found a few brothers from the six tribes who were good at calligraphy. According to his wishes, he began to copy several letters of persuasion to surrender to Zhao Ji. In addition, Shengun also asked people to write a lot of leaflets.
, the general meaning is: the Wu Gang has been destroyed, and the Jiangxia army will arrive soon. If you want to survive, you have to leave the city and surrender. Those who surrender first, regardless of officers and soldiers, will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver. Finally, someone was specifically asked to write "Chaodu Li Tian"
'Four words, the magic stick thinks that if someone surrenders, he will go to Li Tian and ask for money, but he will not give it.
After writing all morning, I wrote two large baskets according to the requirements of the magic stick. This is really difficult for these six brothers. There are not many people from the six tribes who can write, and these people can barely write.
Calligraphy is a rare talent in the army. The hands of several of them were shaking with fatigue, and there were many typos. The magic stick looked at the capitulation letter full of typos, and he was too lazy to modify it. Those little propaganda words were
The sacred stick didn't even look at the pieces of paper. Several people from the Centaur tribe put these small pieces of paper into several hollow wooden tubes and stuffed both ends.
The magic stick led more than 20 archers from the Centaur and Horse tribes in the army and swaggered to the outside of the city gate. They were still five hundred meters away from the city gate. The magic stick waved his hand and told the people to stop.
The officers and soldiers in the city looked at more than twenty people and looked at them strangely, not understanding what the magic stick was trying to do.
I saw five archers from the Centaur tribe riding towards the city gate on horseback. They were still a hundred meters away from the city gate. Everyone raised their hands, and five arrows shot towards the top of the city.
The officers and soldiers on the city did not fire back arrows. They also knew that these arrows were probably arrows fired by the enemy. As expected, there was a letter tied to each arrow, and it was also marked that it was a letter to Zhao Ji. God.
I was afraid that there were too many typos and Zhao Ji would not be able to understand them, so I wrote five special letters so that Zhao Ji could always understand them.
However, the people outside the city had not yet left. As soon as the five archers left, two more horses came running over. When they came to the city, they saw two people firing their bows at the same time, but the arrows they shot were one after the other. The person in front was
He shot the arrow diagonally into the air, but there was a wooden tube tied to the arrow. The second arrow had no arrowhead, and the tip was covered with iron. It hit the wooden tube with a snap. The wooden tube was shattered by the shot, and pieces of paper were scattered in the air.
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Seeing that his imaginary masterpiece was very successful, the magic stick waved his hand coolly, "Brothers, let's walk along the city wall and shoot a wooden tube at a certain distance. We must let the officers and soldiers of the Wu Gang know about this.
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At this time, the Zhao army in the city was in a panic. Not only the officers and soldiers of the Wu Gang, but also many people in the city picked up such pieces of paper. In the small town, the people also became happy. Because the paper
There were so many typos on the film that various rumors began to spread.
Zhao Ji read the letter of persuasion to surrender, then glanced at the piece of paper he picked up, and slammed the table angrily, "Shameless people, using such despicable means to deceive the morale of the army. Come on! Send orders to all teams.
Commander, severely punish those who spread negative remarks in the army. Tell all brothers that this is a trick of the enemy. Don’t be fooled. Our Wu Gang is not so easy to perish."
After Zhao Ji completed the arrangements, Deputy General Wang Ming also went to the army in person to supervise and preach to prevent unexpected situations in the army.
In the afternoon, seeing that the sun was about to set, Zhao Ji and Wang Ming stood on the top of the city, feeling very anxious. According to the scheduled time, Yang Sheng's reinforcements should arrive, but there is no news yet.
As the sun sets over the western mountains, lights are brightly lit in Zhang Guihua's camp in the distance, and brothers from the six ethnic groups are singing and dancing. When the officers and soldiers in the city hear such sounds, they feel even more uncomfortable.
"General, I think we can't wait any longer. Not to mention why the military advisor didn't send someone here, the morale in the army is very low now. Many people started to use alcohol to cause trouble. The inspection team has already dealt with many people. If this happens again
If we go down, I'm afraid the morale of the army will be lost." Wang Ming, the deputy general, sighed and said to Zhao Ji.
"General Wang, I am also aware of the current situation, but I don't understand why the military counselor's reinforcements have not arrived? Tomorrow morning, if the military counselor's reinforcements have not arrived, we can only go out of the city and have a small battle with the enemy. As
Soldiers, only blood can inspire the fighting spirit of officers and soldiers." There was also a hint of decline on Zhao Ji's thin face.
The next morning, Zhang Guihua and Guo Jing supervised the army to conduct drills. Anyway, the tools for attacking the city had not been built yet, so they were not in a hurry to attack the city. The magic gun was still excited to do his work. Those "talented men" in the army,
My intestines are turning green with regret. I really shouldn't have learned to write. It's better now. It's more tiring than fighting.
At noon, the magic stick still took the centaurs and horse archers to do some work that he thought was very meaningful.
Arriving at the foot of the city, just like yesterday, Shengun and others stopped at about 500 meters, and the procedures basically remained the same. However, this time the officers and soldiers in the city were different from yesterday.
Suddenly, the city gate opened wide and a group of people ran out. The magic stick was too careless and was too close to the city gate. Before he could react, he heard someone shouting.
"Brothers! If you capture this bald man alive, General, you will be rewarded heavily!"