Looking at Wei Xiaokuan striding into the camp, Yuchishun leaned forward slightly, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Cao Xiaoda and Fei Yejinli, Yu Chijun's right-hand man, subconsciously glanced at each other. It can be said that Wei Xiaokuan's arrival really surprised them.
After all, Wei Xiaokuan's troops had just moved forward to launch an attack. In the eyes of these generals under Yuchi Jiong, Wei Xiaokuan wanted to show off to Yuchi Jiong's troops and urge them to continue attacking. After all, everyone had been holding back something in their hearts.
He wanted to capture this mountain top before Wei Xiaokuan could gain anything.
However, as Yuchi Jiong fell ill, these generals no longer cared about this. Wei Xiaokuan knew that Yuchi Jiong was like this, and still launched such a large-scale attack. In the eyes of Yuchi Shun and others, Wei Xiaokuan was deliberately provoking.
It's not that Yu Chishun and others are being petty, but that although the conflict between the two parties has not been made explicit, it is enough for everyone to feel that at least the people in the camp are not their real Paoze companions. Rather, they are somewhat similar.
Allies who cooperate but plot against each other.
Therefore, when Wei Xiaokuan arrived, it was impossible for these generals not to be surprised. What did Wei Xiaokuan want to do when he showed up here instead of taking command?
Could it be that he still wants to cry crocodile tears to go through the motions and make them angry again?
Wei Xiaokuan grabbed the reins of his horse, dismounted, and strode into the camp. Yuchishun took a gentle breath and hurried forward to greet him: "I've seen General Wei."
Cao Xiaoda and others also followed suit.
Wei Xiaokuan hurriedly returned the gift. He Lou Zigan behind him originally wanted to nod casually, but seeing that his general was acting like this, he naturally could only reluctantly return the gift. Wei Xiaokuan stretched out his hand to support Yu Chishun's arm and said in a deep voice:
"I heard that General Yuchi was vomiting blood, so I came here to visit. I wonder if I can meet the old general?"
"This..." Yuchishun didn't expect that Wei Xiaokuan would come straight to the point, and for a while he didn't know how to answer.
After all, Yuchi Jong just woke up from a coma an hour or two ago, and now the military doctors and craftsmen are still discussing the diagnosis, and Yuchi Jong has not spoken, making Yuchishun not sure whether his father is still able to see Wei Xiaokuan.
What's more, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want Wei Xiaokuan to see him.
As if he understood what Yu Chishun was thinking, Wei Xiaokuan was just about to speak when one of Yuchi Jiong's personal guards strode over: "General Wei, my general asks you to enter the account and tell the story."
Yuchishun, Cao Xiaoda and others glanced at each other subconsciously. Since Yuchijiong was able to give orders, he must have been prepared to face Wei Xiaokuan, so it was hard for them to say anything more. After all, in terms of status and qualifications,
, they were not on the same level as Wei Xiaokuan, so they could only move out of the way and make a please gesture.
"Wanshou (a cousin of He Louziqian), please wait outside." Wei Xiaokuan turned around and ordered before walking forward.
He Lou Ziqian wanted to say something, but when he saw that Wei Xiaokuan had already walked away, he could only sigh softly and stopped uneasily.
"Brother Wanshou, please rest here." Cao Xiaoda said with a smile at this time and made a gesture of invitation, "I asked my subordinates to prepare tea and cakes, and I hope that Brother Wanshou will not hesitate to show his favor."
He Lou Zigan originally wanted to veto it, but suddenly he thought of why he followed Wei Xiaokuan here, so he could only smile bitterly and nod. Since his general must win this battle for his future, nothing he said could hold him back.
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While there was still silence at Yuchijiong's camp, the sound of killings on the hillside outside Wei Xiaokuan's camp was already shaking the sky.
The large group of Northern Zhou infantry moved forward under the cover of the crossbowmen, and even the trebuchets at the rear began to move forward.
Compared with Yuchi Jiong, Li Xun, who was in charge of the attack on Wei Xiaokuan's side, was obviously more cautious, so he successfully discovered the trench, only losing dozens of soldiers who were rushing in front, which was more casualties than Yuchi Jiong's side.
Few, but this also means that they must fill in the trench before they can continue to move forward.
The arrows shot from the mountain hit the shield with a "puff". From time to time, arrows passed over the shield and pierced the chests of the soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.
"Open the shield!" a Northern Zhou war leader shouted loudly. The shields that were almost pushed to the edge of the trench spread out to both sides at the same time, like open scales, while the Northern Zhou soldiers carrying sandbags rushed forward directly, shooting arrows
The arrows whizzed towards us, and soldiers kept falling to the ground, but more people continued to move forward.
Sandbags were thrown into the trench one by one, and more than half of the soldiers who rushed out to fill the trench had already fallen. Many of them fell directly into the trench, and like the sandbags they once carried, they became this trench.
A part of it, flesh and blood, is also mixed with the earth.
"Kill!" There were shouts one after another in the army. A famous general came out from the crowd, holding a flag and rushed to the front, while the large group of Northern Zhou soldiers followed quickly. Planks were laid on the trench, and their footsteps were stepped on.
Banging sound.
"Fed crossbow!" Standing on the hillside, Cao Zhong's slightly squinted eyes suddenly opened, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed and pointed straight ahead!
The soldiers simultaneously lifted off the camouflage made of withered grass and branches, revealing a crossbow that symbolized death. In the uniform chants of the generals, the bowstring was slowly pulled open and the arrows were cocked.
"Faster!" Cao Zhong shouted loudly.
In front of them, the soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty had moved many deer villages away. In front of them was a deeper trench, and behind the trench were the Nanchen infantry who were waiting in full formation. The soldiers on both sides were separated by only a trench less than one foot wide.
They shot out from the gaps, intertwined, and collided to create sparks.
"Go!" shouted a Northern Zhou war leader, "Bring out all the planks!"
Planks that were obviously specially made for crossing these trenches were carried by the soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. With the sound of neat slogans, they got closer and closer to the trench.
"Let go!" Cao Zhong's hand on the hillside suddenly stretched out and pointed forward.
The crossbows trembled violently at the same time, and the iron arrows roared out, heading straight towards the dark crowd at the foot of the mountain.
A group of soldiers from the Northern Zhou Dynasty who were carrying wooden planks forward heard the sound of iron arrows piercing the air. They looked up almost subconsciously, and their eyes widened suddenly. The iron arrow pierced the chest of the first person, and immediately the second person.
The third one. Basically no one in the row of soldiers had time to escape, they were strung together like candied haws on a stick.
It came too fast, it came too suddenly!
The heavy wooden board could not be lifted because the person on one side fell down, and it hit the ground heavily, stirring up countless mud and flying dust.
"Kill!" The battle leaders roared at the top of their lungs. The enemy's crossbows were obviously waiting for this moment, and now that they were in such a situation, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to charge upward.
No matter what, you will die anyway, and it is better to die facing the enemy than to turn your back.