Devil’s Advent

It's just that during the military discussion, I thought about my political stance and took a little errand, which actually produced such an effect.

As soon as I answered my words,

King Jingnan mentioned again,

Uncle Zheng was also in a daze, how could he somehow become the temporary commander-in-chief leading Li Fusheng's army to fight against the Northern Army?

The most critical question is,

The reason why Uncle Zheng didn't bring Liang Cheng over confidently was because Uncle Zheng felt that with his current level, it would be better for him to cope with the assessment of the teacher King Jingnan plus some things on the strategic level beyond the ordinary war level. OK.

Facts have also proved Uncle Zheng's growth and progress over the past few years.

Whether it was his understanding of King Jingnan's grand plan while eating hot pot, or dealing with the memorandum and the questioning of King Jingnan's position and policy, Uncle Zheng handled it smoothly.

but,

but,

But he really couldn't let himself be pulled out suddenly to command the siege.

The method, of course, is very simple. It is nothing more than flattening the fortifications on the periphery of the Chu army first, then the shieldmen press forward, the arrow towers press forward, the crossbowmen throw stones, and then take the opportunity to order to climb the city wall and attack the city.

Yes, it's very simple, just read it a few times.

However, it is difficult for non-military personnel to grasp the timing and keen observation of the battle situation.

Uncle Zheng knows his level, let him lead a group of troops now, and fight the enemy in the field, how to detour, how to harass, how to charge, how to divide, these, he can handle;

But siege warfare is completely different from field warfare.

When attacking Dongshan Fort, why did Shi Yuantang lead the army to fight back the next day? It was because Liang Cheng's command of the siege rhythm was too smooth, and the Chu defenders in the city were completely stunned and out of breath. Faced with a fall.

Otherwise, according to the script of Chu Zhuguo of the National People's Congress, he intends to stick to it for ten and a half months before trying to kill it.

Therefore, in that battle, although Liang Cheng failed to predict that there would be a Great Chu Zhu Kingdom and a royal imperial army in the city, his command in the early stage was actually perfect and impeccable.

It was the siege commanded by Liang Cheng, which forced Shi Yuantang to reveal his hole card in advance.

Well now, Liang Cheng is not around.

Li Fusheng had been gnawing at Xishan Fort for so long, and the two sides were already familiar with each other. The Chu people had also been beaten out of patience, and it could even be said that after repelling the Yan army's attacks time and time again, they showed confidence.

Handing over a more difficult situation to himself from Liang Cheng, Uncle Zheng, who has always been very confident about his abilities, knew that he really couldn't do it.

But at this time, I can no longer shirk.

Uncle Zheng took a few steps forward and knelt down in front of King Jingnan:

"The general obeys orders!"

………

"Come on, Brother Zheng, you know all of these, there are quite a few of them, and they are also old acquaintances."

King Jingnan went to the next army camp first, leaving Uncle Zheng alone.

At this time, Li Fusheng was introducing these generals under his command to Uncle Zheng.

A small half of them were acquaintances before, after all, Zheng Fan had been in Li Fusheng's army and went south to conquer the country together.

At that time, the leaders of the Zhenbei Army were still dreaming of electing their own Marquis to the throne, and eagerly wooed Uncle Zheng, a talent that Zhenbei Hou personally admired.

It's just that Uncle Zheng had already entered the Marquis of Jingnan's family at that time. Coupled with the rapid changes in various aspects after the war, not only did he fail to join the Zhenbei Army, but the Zhenbei Army almost entered Jingnan Army.

At this time, he and Li Fusheng were completely on equal footing, and the generals who were higher than him in the past could only salute to him now.

The world is impermanent, so be it.

"See Uncle Hirano!"

"See Uncle Hirano!"

A group of generals saluted Zheng Fan.

Li Fusheng could "spit on his face" and didn't take it seriously, but these generals were obviously hurt by Uncle Zheng's attitude during the military meeting.

For a long time, Uncle Zheng wanted to take the line of being close to the people, hello, me, hello, everyone, and make the relationship more harmonious;

But King Jingnan has been forcing himself to take another path, confident and arrogant, arrogant, this kind of character design, of course, can also go, and in the end, he really became the next generation of Tian Wujing;

But this road is really tiring.

However, Uncle Zheng didn't explain anything, just nodded silently. They were very indifferent to him, so he could just do business directly.

Uncle Zheng looked at Li Fusheng and said:

"Are you going to attack the city tomorrow?"

"Attack, of course you have to attack."

"Then let's go back to camp and prepare."

Most of the things have already been discussed during the military meeting, and it is meaningless to hold a meeting now to repeat the previous words.

"The final general will leave!"

"The final general will leave!"

After waiting for these generals to go down, Li Fusheng smiled and said: "Don't mind, these bastards are spoiled by my brother and me."

Uncle Zheng touched the tip of his nose, and said, "I lost my mind."

"Look out."

"Now it's really messed up, and it's a bit difficult to get off."

Back then, when Li Fusheng asked him about the Princess, Uncle Zheng would tell the truth.

When Li Fusheng looked at Zheng Fan, he already had a kind of satisfaction that the younger generation he admired and supported in the past finally came out of blue.

"Brother Zheng, you are being modest. To be honest, I feel a lot more at ease when you take command."

"Brother, you still have to command. After all, under the premise that soldiers don't know generals and soldiers, I'm afraid it won't be beautiful if I force command."

Without waiting for Li Fusheng to refute again, Zheng Fan immediately said:

"I'll watch from the side, just check and fill in the gaps for you, bro."

Li Fusheng nodded and said, "Then... it will work."

"Brother, follow me to see the siege equipment in the camp."

"Inevitable, inevitable."

Li Fusheng's siege equipment is actually quite a lot, because in terms of craftsmen, Xueguan has a solid foundation, but because Li Fusheng is responsible for attacking Xishan Fort, a small half of the craftsmen dispatched from Yingdu are supplied to the city. Li Fusheng is here.

Of course, after reading it, Uncle Zheng found that Li Fusheng's equipment was not as sophisticated as his own.

At this moment, a short figure rushed out, who else could it be if it wasn't Xue San?

"Hey, my lord, you are actually here."

Xue San's face was dark, as if he had been infected.

From Xue San's point of view, his master should be working as a secretary for King Jingnan now, so why did he come here.

At this time, Li Fusheng pointed to Xue San and said, "Brother Zheng, you really have a lot of talents under your command. The master craftsmen from Yingdu dare not be big in front of him."

It's not surprising that Xue San has this ability.

"What is this doing?"

Uncle Zheng bent down, wiped Xue San's face with his hand, and then put it in front of his nose to smell it.

"Fire oil?"

"I'm helping them improve."

A stone bomb wrapped in kerosene and then thrown by a trebuchet is one of the usages of a trebuchet.

However, judging from the actual damage on the battlefield, the impact of a stone bomb wrapped in kerosene is far less than that of a pure stone bomb. The former is more than a little weaker than the latter in terms of strength and bombardment effect.

But the account can’t be calculated blindly. After all, when the burning sphere hits in, it will roll when it hits the ground. In addition, the flames will splash in all directions. It doesn’t matter how few people are killed. The key is the visual effect, which weakens the morale of the enemy. of.

"My lord asked me to come over and be a staff officer to help us attack the city together." Uncle Zheng said.

Xue San's complexion immediately became very exciting, and he tried his best to hold back a smile.

Seeing this, Uncle Zheng stretched out his hand and patted Xue San on the head, and said to Li Fusheng: "Brother, let's go over there again."

"good."

After walking half a circle in the camp, Uncle Zheng had to sigh that the Zhenbei Army deserves to be the Zhenbei Army. Li Fusheng's Zhenbei Army has extremely high-quality soldiers, and has never experienced the separation of families because of Li Bao's death in battle. In addition, after Li Fusheng entered the Jin Dynasty, he was considered to be under Tian Wujing's command early on.

It is equivalent to an extremely sharp sword, and it has been carefully maintained in the later stage.

Therefore, even though the siege battle has been fought for a long time, the morale of the army has not declined. This can also be seen from the expressions on the faces of the generals who refused to admit defeat.

In addition, they also tried their best to meet all their needs for armaments.

This is different from Xueguan. Xueguan started from scratch. You must know that when the people from the Keyan tribe came, the arrows of the tribal warriors were still polished with animal bones. Just equipping them also cost Xueguan a huge price.

As for Li Fusheng, his family already has a solid foundation.

"Brother Zheng, shall we have dinner?"

It was almost time when Li Fusheng saw it and said.

Uncle Zheng nodded, and joined Li Fusheng as a handsome accountant.

The dinner is very simple, but it is enough to fill you up, salty sauce and steamed buns, both are enough.

"Bangqiu, I forgot to tell the people below to make something special." Li Fusheng slapped his forehead and scolded.

"It doesn't matter. During war, everything tastes delicious."

Uncle Zheng sat down, picked up a steamed bun and started eating.

When not at war, Uncle Zheng's body would look a little pretentious, but once he was in a state of war, he really ate well and slept soundly.

Li Fusheng also sat down and said:

"Siege the city tomorrow, Brother Zheng, which side do you think should be the main attack?"

"I'm not going to comment on this. It's up to you, brother. At least, I have to wait for me to experience the battles here a few times before I can make a definite target."

Li Fusheng nodded and sighed: "Brother Zheng, you are good at everything, but sometimes you are too modest, but it is true, after all, you are our prince's apprentice. In terms of the details of the battle, you are really exactly the same as the prince."

Uncle Zheng smiled implicitly, and took a bite of the steamed bun.

Now, in fact, he can not make a decision if he can't let himself make a decision, and push it if he can. Anyway, Li Fusheng has been attacking Xishan Fort for so long, and he has gained experience and is familiar with the battlefield. Go, Uncle Zheng is really afraid that he will give some "flying fairy" advice on a whim. It's nothing to make Li Fusheng, a veteran on the battlefield, laugh at it. What the hell is going on.

"The gang of bastards below, don't look at their noses and eyes to Brother Zheng before, but they are also selected by me personally, and they crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood with me.

I know that they also admire you, Brother Zheng, and when they really want to be transferred tomorrow, they will absolutely obey your transfer order, Brother Zheng, without any perfunctory. "

"Brother, I've said it all, this is my reason."

Zheng Fan took a sip of water and continued;

"Why did you bring it up again, bro?"

"Aren't you afraid that you have a grudge in your heart?"

"Mustard?"

Uncle Zheng didn't understand for a while.

"Old Hou Ye...no, old prince..."

The old prince here obviously refers to Li Liangting.

"Hey, earlier, you knew it well, and you weren't afraid of your jokes. In our hearts, we actually had that thought, that is, let our old Hou Ye sit in that seat. The Ji family can sit, why should my Li family sit? no?

But the old master has long expressed that he has no such thoughts. As for me, I am getting older. Although I don’t look old now, to be honest, I have nothing to ask for. I only ask for one, and I can kill people happily. .

Unlike them, I brought my nephews and nephews with me to train them on the battlefield early on. I have no children, so I have nothing to be reluctant about.

If these belongings are really handed over to Brother Zheng in the future, I will be convinced, at least, I have found a good home for them and these old brothers.

Fighting on the battlefield, dying in battle, that is fate, there is nothing to say, but I just hope that if you die, you will not be useless, survive all the way by luck, and earn a face for yourself and your family, which is great. "

"Brother, now is not the time to say that."

"Brother Zheng, we are not outsiders. Brother, I will explain to you here. Brother, I mean, you understand, that's fine."

As he spoke, Li Fusheng reached out and patted Zheng Fan's thigh.

Zheng Fan nodded, indicating that he understood;

Then,

Silently retracted the legs.

...

When the sky was still bright the next day, the horns in the Yan army's formation had already sounded.

After a long period of siege, both generals and soldiers have actually developed experience and habits.

The Yan people were indeed not good at siege warfare before, but they were not good at anything if they hadn't done it before.

In Li Fusheng's army, there is no handsome chariot specially made by Xue Haijun for Uncle Zheng, but there is a high platform, which is divided into three, connected together, with a deck in the middle.

When the battle started, Li Fusheng would stand on the high platform in the middle to observe the battle situation, and the two high platforms on the left and right were the standard bearers to convey Li Fusheng's orders.

It is not a small process when the army leaves the village, and the various arms advance one by one. It is like a shop that sells things during the day and has to take back all the things placed outside before closing the door at night. It's like opening the door panel and putting it out. I know it's very cumbersome, but I don't want to be thieves at night.

"Come on, brother Zheng, please!"

Uncle Zheng looked at this high platform, and instinctively refused in his heart.

Here, it is not very close to the front line, but it is not far away. He has been chased and smashed by a trebuchet before. Uncle Zheng really rejects this kind of battlefield adventure.

But fortunately, because there are three high platforms connected, there is plenty of space to move around, so even if a trebuchet really hits it, there is still time to dodge it.

In the end, Uncle Zheng and Li Fusheng went up.

On the opposite city wall, the people of Chu had apparently "woke up", and there was still smoke rising from inside the city.

This combination of war and life doesn't appear to be inconsistent at all, but rather harmonious.

Below, soldiers and horses from all walks of life are still entering the designated positions one after another, and trebuchets and arrow towers are still being pushed forward from behind.

"Report!!!!!!!!!"

A messenger rode over, got off his horse and climbed onto the high platform at top speed.

"General, a... funeral team is coming from the east, under the banner of Xue Haijun."

"The funeral team?" Li Fusheng looked at Zheng Fan who was standing beside him.

Zheng Fan nodded and said, "It's mine."

"Oh, put it in."

"Here!"

"Is it for the funeral of the Great Chu Zhuguo?" Li Fusheng immediately thought of the key point.

"yes."

The funeral procession came in, with white cloth tied to all the armor and white stripes wrapped around the weapons, and carrying a delicate coffin that should have belonged to Ah Ming.

Here, the Yan army is still making preparations before the siege, and many soldiers are already sitting cross-legged on the ground waiting. Seeing this "extraordinary costume" that suddenly came in, everyone looked up slightly curiously .

The Chu people on the wall of Xishan Fort were also like this, and they didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Yanjun's gourd.

The news of Shi Yuantang's death in battle, Li Fusheng's subordinates have already ordered to spread the news to the Chu defenders in Xishan Fort, but the Chu defenders on the opposite side should suppress the news, or simply say that this is a design by the Yan people to shake the morale of our army, etc. .

Before Shi Yuantang died, Yan Jun called out that the fifth prince rebelled and had already killed the regent.

And what Chu Jun shouted was, go back and have a look, your Emperor Yan has died suddenly!

This kind of lies of "your mother is dead" and "your father is gone" on the battlefield are actually hitting each other a lot.

Over time, everyone has become somewhat immune.

However,

When the funeral team held up a golden fire-phoenix flag, the Chu army on the city wall was stunned.

After that, when a bronze chariot was pushed out, the Chu people on the city wall immediately exploded their nests.

Rumors can be spread casually, but real facts are hard to fake.

Because neither the Fire Phoenix Banner nor the Bronze Chariot is ordinary.

And if the Chu people on the opposite side took out the gold-plated armor belonging to King Jingnan and hung it up, the Yan army's morale would inevitably be unstable.

Then, a more extreme scene appeared.

I saw a huge man coming out of the funeral team of the Yan army,

He opened the coffin,

He carried out the body of an old man in noble armor from inside,

He lifted the body up,

The body was fixed with wires and boards, and the big man had the implicated boards in his hands and mouth.

the remains were lifted,

The big man started to dance with his hands,

Like playing with a puppet, the corpse above also began to twist.

The big man's own legs and waist also began to twist in rhythm.

immediately,

Dozens of people in the funeral procession got off their horses. Although they were wearing mourning clothes, they took out their red silk and wriggled along with the steps of the big man in front.

Everyone moves in unison, in unison.

This is, twisting yangko.

On the Yan people's side, it's inexplicable.

Although this folklore event once performed on behalf of the folklore of Yan at the Xueyuan and Savage Tribe’s Blood Alliance Conference,

But the out-and-out Yan people don't even know that they still have this custom!

On the city wall, the voices of Chu people shouting, cursing, shouting and crying have been continuously heard.

After going on for a while,

The gate of Xishan Fort was opened unexpectedly, and a cavalry came out from inside, intending to come out to snatch the body of Zhu Guo, who was being insulted by the Yan people.

Li Fusheng slapped the railing in front of him excitedly,

Shouted to Uncle Zheng who was standing beside him;

"No wonder you didn't want the command yesterday. It turns out that everything is under your control, Brother Zheng!"

Uncle Zheng: "Huh?"

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And at night.