The tent door was suddenly opened by someone, but Zhuge Liang, who was basically numb, had no intention of raising his head.
"Put it on the table."
"Kong Ming."
It wasn't until the other party's slightly worried and concerned voice came that Zhuge Liang's cloudy eyes became slightly brighter.
"Ah...Shiyuan, it's you..."
Zhuge Liang said with a wry smile.
In fact, he didn't know what he was expecting. After all, even if the two of them joined forces now, they wouldn't have much impact on the situation.
"How are the casualties... I just came back from the north gate. General Wei Yan said that we can still hold on for two hours. As long as... as long as the south gate and west gate are not breached before tonight, we will still have room to deal with it."
"By the way, there is good news Kong Ming... The third general can already go to the ground to move around. Although the doctor said that his body cannot fully exert its full strength, if we give him a while and the three generals join us, maybe we..."
"Eight thousand..."
"What?
Kong Ming, what did you say?"
During this period, Pang Tong has been walking on the front line on behalf of Zhuge Liang. He is regarded as a fire-fighting captain. Whenever something goes wrong, he will go to the rescue and take command. It has to be said that because of Pang Tong's excellent psychological quality and his investment in military research over the years
, in terms of commanding operations, he may be more skillful than Zhuge Liang.
But in the final analysis, Zhuge Liang is still the brain that commands everyone, and his overall planning ability is something that even Pang Tong would admire.
Seeing that Zhuge Liang was so depressed, Pang Tong planned to tell all the good news he saw, but...
Zhuge Liang's sudden murmur made Pang Tong stunned.
He thought he had heard wrongly, so he asked Zhuge Liang to repeat it, but Zhuge Liang had no intention of doing so and only handed the report in his hand to Pang Tong who was in front of the case.
"I often think about..."
Pang Tong hesitated a little, but when he took the report, Zhuge Liang spoke again.
"Could it be that the big man is really at the end of his strength..."
"When Yun Chang was in Jiangling, he said that in the Han Dynasty in the north, the emperor had long been replaced by Cao Cao's people, leaving behind an empty shell in the name of the Han Dynasty, fooling the people of the world who didn't know the truth..."
"It has been four hundred years since our great ancestor killed the snake and unified the troubled world... Maybe God really couldn't bear to see the crumbling Liu family world... and sent an immortal from the lower world to be our enemy?"
Zhuge Liang's voice was long and even filled with a kind of desperate bitterness.
But this voice is not sad, nor is it happy, it is as if it is narrating an established fact, a story that has already been written... It is only full of desolation, hearing and seeing... as if the spring and autumn are right in front of you.
At the same time...Pang Tong also saw clearly the description in the report...
eight thousand…
Three hours and eight thousand casualties, Wancheng, which they desperately struggled to hold on to, did not become their last barrier to protect them.
On the contrary, during this decisive battle, it became an inward-looking cage - if defeated, there would be no chance of escape, and everyone was destined to die here.
"this…"
But what made Pang Tong feel the most horrified was the description written after the casualty.
Of the 8,000 casualties, less than 30% were killed by enemy swords and guns, while the rest were killed by natural disaster-like explosions——
"Shiyuan, why is it always Yi Xiaotian... I don't think you can explain it, right?
I heard that after you left Master, even Master became friendly with Yi Xiaotian... Could it be... was it really our fault?
It doesn’t matter that the Lord’s great cause of helping the Han Dynasty has not been accomplished. This is a difficult road to reach the sky. I dare not say that it will be successful, but I just want to work hard and die - but...but Yi Xiaotian, why...why can he always stop us?
?”
Zhuge Liang looked at Pang Tong. He didn't know when the pen in his hand had fallen on the table, but he... didn't notice it at all.
"So...probably God really wants to kill us and cut off the Liu family's escape route."
Pang Tong was silent... He had seen Yi Xiaotian. Compared with Zhuge Liang's brief encounter with Yi Xiaotian, Pang Tong had seen Yi Xiaotian from all angles, and even... he had even seen Yi Xiaotian because of Zhao Yun's
Things rarely showed a face of entanglement and loss.
He was sure... at least at that time, he was sure that the other party was also a mortal.
but…
When he left Yi Xiaotian and watched from a distance... the other party, in this short period of time, performed such horrific actions as if he had communicated with the power of heaven and earth and caused a natural disaster.
Is this... is this really a field that mere mortals can touch?
If God suddenly appeared at this time and told them that Yi Xiaotian was the immortal he sent to destroy the Han Dynasty, his actions might seem a lot more reasonable.
But... Pang Tong had a feeling that Yi Xiaotian simply understood the world better than they did.
There is no basis for this feeling, but all of Yi Xiaotian's inventions are made of materials obtained from this world.
But... is it possible that they, who are so dignified as dragons and phoenixes, want to admit that Yi Xiaotian is smarter than them?
A sense of powerlessness arose in Pang Tong's heart.
——There were still explosions outside the tent, accompanied by unbearable screams, everything seemed so desperate.
At the same time, the East City Gate, which had not suffered a serious attack, was also attacked by Zhang Liao with all his strength.
These are the policies Yi Xiaotian set yesterday - just like Zhuge Liang said, if Yi Xiaotian is sure of victory, then his plan will be comprehensive and seamless, leaving no loopholes for the enemy.
Zhang Liao's dispatch at this moment was like the straw that broke the camel's back, allowing the already exhausted defenders to finally have a break in their defenses.
——
Under the cover of a group of Qingzhou soldiers, Zhang Liao crouched and quickly approached the east gate of Wancheng.
His eyes had no other target except the city gate.
The defenders on the city hurriedly rained down arrows on them below, trying to slow down their attack on the city gate.
As everyone knows…
"Hiss...hoo..."
Zhang Liao took a deep breath, and suddenly a man rushed out less than thirty feet away from the city gate.
The soldiers put their shields on their heads and opened a path for him directly to the city gate.
And he rushed toward the city gate with long strides. There was no sword or gun in his hand, but he had three round objects.
The only person who clearly saw the items in Zhang Liao's hands was a captain who was guarding directly above the city gate. He trudged from the north gate and hurriedly took office to resist Zhang Liao's attack. However, as he had already experienced the previous few
For a person who has been fighting for a long time...how could he not recognize this terrifying weapon that can kill countless people in an instant?
So at this moment, his brain was working rapidly, and he shouted a sentence that would have a profound impact on future wars:
"Watch out for grenades!!"
The east side of Wancheng in the 17th year of Jian'an, also 212 AD.
This war between the three families, which changed the direction of history for decades to come, dramatically entered a new stage with the "beware of the grenade" of a captain whose surname was unknown.
