Chapter 401: What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd

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The generals next to him looked strange, and Fan Xu couldn't help but say: "I said the house, what bad idea do you have for our King Wei, tell us about it." ā€

"The secret of heaven must not be leaked, the secret of heaven must not be leaked......" Zhang Liang stroked his short beard and said with a mysterious smile.

The more he didn't say anything, the more curious Fan Xu became, scratching his head and shouting: "House, don't sell it to me, say it quickly, I'm going to die of discomfort." ā€

Zhang Liang only smiled and did not speak.

"Collect the troops, go back to the camp and drink." The potter laughed, turned his horse, and walked away.

Fan Hao and the other generals, although they were suspicious and curious in their hearts, saw that the potter didn't say anything, but they had no choice but to follow the potter back to the camp.

As soon as he returned to the camp, the potter summoned Lu Ban to the tent alone and arranged for him to implement Zhang Liang's plan.

After hearing this, Lu Ban was at a loss, and he couldn't understand the potter's intention for a while.

The potter simply asked someone to bring pen and ink, rolled up his sleeves and drew a picture for Lu Ban.

"So that's ......" Lu Ban, who was standing next to him, had already realized before the potter finished painting, and a strange color couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

"How is it, my great master, can you do it?" The potter threw down his pen and looked at Lu Ban expectantly.

Lu Ban stared at the picture for a long time, took a deep breath, and said, "Although it is a little difficult, you can still do it if you give Ban some time." ā€

"It's good to be able to do it." The potter smiled with satisfaction, brushed his hand and said, "Without further ado, you can do it as soon as possible, the sooner the better." ā€

Lu Ban then retreated and acted according to the will of the potter.

As soon as Lu Ban walked on the front foot, the potter gave another order, allocating a thousand elite pro-troops to Lu Ban and acting according to Lu Ban's orders.

After the secret plan was arranged, the potter ordered all the troops to cease, and the soldiers and horses of each battalion temporarily stopped the attack, so that the soldiers of the army could recuperate.

Time passed, and I didn't realize that a month had passed.

During this month, the Wei army did not launch an attack on Huguan again, and gradually, the Wei army began to be filled with anxiety, whether it was a general or an ordinary soldier, they were a little puzzled by this long rest.

Most people believe that Huguan is difficult and difficult to attack, and now that the weather is warm, the battle to destroy the Jin seems to be in a difficult situation, and the king of Wei should be preparing for the withdrawal of troops if he does not attack for a long time.

It's just that for a month, neither the city nor the troops were withdrawn, and there was no action, and the pottery merchant's practice couldn't help but make the soldiers begin to have doubts and speculations in their hearts.

King's Tent.

The potter was sipping wine and watching the art of war, looking unhurried and leisurely.

The curtain suddenly rose, and the two generals, Xiang Yu and Fan Xu, stepped into the tent one after another, and the words anxiety were written on the faces of the two generals.

Xiang Yu didn't beat around the bush, and arched his hand: "King Wei, now that spring has begun, the ice and snow are gradually melting, and the mountain roads in Taihang will soon begin to become muddy. ā€

"Yes, if we launch an attack now, at least we can attack for a month, if it is a little later, the heavy rain will fall on our heads like this, we will all be soaked in the mud, how to attack the city, only to withdraw the troops." Fan Xu also shouted.

Glancing at the impatient second general, the potter drank a glass of wine and said unhurriedly: "Don't be in a hurry, the time has not yet come, and now is not the time to attack the city." ā€

The two generals were shocked, and they looked at each other, their expressions puzzled.

Fan Hao couldn't help but complain: "King Wei, Lao Fan, I know, what kind of trick that house has for you, just tell us what the trick is, don't let us be in a hurry." ā€

"King Wei has a clever plan, you might as well say it, let me wait and have a bottom in my heart." Xiang Yu also said.

The corners of the potter's mouth hooked a sly smile: "Don't worry, I don't expect to see in a few days, and when the time comes, this king will let you see how I broke the pot pass without much effort." ā€

Effortlessly break through the kettle?

The faces of the two generals instantly appeared with shock, as if they couldn't believe what the potter said.

Huguan City, but the strongest city they have attacked, even the heavenly thunder cannon can only tickle Huguan.

Such an impregnable city, with the thinking ability of Xiang Yu and Fan Xu, I really can't think of any way that the potters can use to break it, let alone imagine that they can still do it without much effort.

"King Wei, I see that Lu Ban's house has disappeared in the past few days, could it be that you asked him to build a more powerful Heavenly Thunder Cannon?" Fan Hao suddenly guessed some clues.

"Don't guess, it's not a thunder cannon, the power of the trebuchet has reached its limit, even if it is improved, it won't be able to break the city wall of Huguan." The potter immediately denied.

Fan Hao scratched his head again and glanced at Xiang Yu, the two of them became more and more suspicious and dazed, and they couldn't guess more and more.

The potter didn't say anything, and the two of them had no choice but to press the suspicion in their hearts and wait for the "time" that the potter said would come.

……

Four days later, the first spring rain came unexpectedly.

Huguan Chengtou.

Guo Yuan and Sima Lang stood side by side on the top of the city, looking at the rain and fog in the sky, looking at the gray enemy camp from afar, their rain-soaked faces were full of relieved sneers.

"The spring rain has arrived, pottery thief, pottery thief, now you still want to capture my pot pass, which is equivalent to dreaming." Guo Yuan was secretly proud in his heart, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Huguan has been besieged for two months, as solid as a rock, Guo Yuan blocked the attack of the invincible potters, how can he be unhappy in his heart.

Now that the spring rain is falling, the withdrawal of the Wei army is a foregone conclusion, and Guo Yuan's pride has reached its peak.

He already thought that after the potters withdrew their troops, Yuan Shang would reward him for his meritorious service in sticking to the pot pass, and he would be even more famous in the world with the merit of forcing the potters to retreat, and he would become a generation of famous generals.

Sima Lang next to him also smiled and said: "According to the current situation, I don't think it will take ten days, the pottery thief will have to withdraw his troops, and the private soldiers of several big clans I organized seem to be useless. ā€

"Haha-" Thinking of the happy place, Guo Yuan couldn't help laughing out loud.

The Jin army in the city also relaxed their tense nerves, thinking that the Wei army would retreat soon, and the siege of Huguan would be lifted.

Before I knew it, another three days had passed.

In the past three days, because of the spring rains, the muddy roads in the Taihang Mountains, and the unfavorable logistics and transportation, the supply of the Wei army has been intermittent, and the grain and grass on the front line have dropped to about seventy percent of the original.

On that day, the spring rain stopped.

In the Wei camp, Xiang Yu and other generals couldn't hold back their fighting spirit, gathered in the king's tent of the pottery merchants, and persuaded the pottery merchants to either go to war, or simply retreat and modify the strategy of destroying the Jin.

Although the generals knew that the potters were planning a plan to break the city, they had not moved for more than a month, so how could they not be anxious.

The potter's face was always written with the word "calm", and he didn't speak, just smiled and watched the generals shout.

At this time, Lu Ban, who had not shown his head for a long time, suddenly stepped into the king's tent and whispered a few words to the potter.

In the indifferent eyes of the potter, there was a sudden excitement like fire, and he shouted "good", and jumped up excitedly.

In the big tent, there was silence for an instant.

The generals who were taken aback all looked at their King Wei in surprise, but they didn't know why he was suddenly so excited.

The potter held the sword in his hand, the eagle eyes burned with the hunting machine, glanced at the generals, and sneered: "In the past month, it is estimated that you have been puzzled for a long time about the practice of this king not retreating or attacking, and you are guessing what kind of medicine is sold in this king's gourd, and today, it is time for you to know the truth." ā€

The potter's murderous aura burned wildly, which made the generals who were closer to the potter feel a chill, and their spirits were all lifted.

Immediately afterwards, the potter drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed to the north, and shouted: "Order the army, in the afternoon, the whole army will be dispatched, and this king will take Huguan with all his might." ā€

As soon as the order was given, the generals' fighting spirit was instantly ignited, and after being silent for so long, they were eager to start a war, even if the final siege was unfavorable, they still had to withdraw their troops, which was better than attacking without attacking, and directly taking the division.

At this moment, the generals were both suspicious and excited, and they couldn't wait to see what the potters had to do to break through the impregnable Huguan City without much effort.

The generals dispersed, and their respective headquarters conveyed the order for a general attack.

The royal order of the general attack was issued, and the officers and men of the three armies were boiling with their own blood, sharpening their swords, and just waiting for a battle.

A full meal, in the early afternoon.

The sky was blue, cloudless, and the temperature was neither hot nor cold, and it was a good time for battle.

Nearly 70,000 Wei soldiers began from the camps, like a trickle, gathered in front of Huguan in all directions.

In a short time, the 70,000-step cavalry was over, and the black armor reflected the sunlight, and a dazzling and dazzling light that covered the sky shrouded the Wei army.

The sword and halberd are like a forest, the military spirit is mighty, and the battle flag of the Great Wei is flying proudly in front of the Hukou Pass.

The potter sat on a big black horse on his hips, holding a war knife, wearing a red battle robe, and a pair of eagle eyes stared at the towering city, with murderous intent in his eyes.

At this moment, the sound of the gong at the head of Huguan City has sounded, and Guo Yuan, who heard the news, led 3,000 Jin troops to rush to the city and put on a defensive posture.

Guo Yuan originally thought that the Wei army would soon retreat without a fight, just drank a little wine, and was about to take a nap, but before he could doze off, he was alarmed by the news of the Wei army's assembly, and hurried to the city.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Guo Yuan forcibly cheered up, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see that the black pressure of the Wei army at the head of the city could not see the end at a glance, and the momentum was very powerful, and the nerves that had been loosened for a long time couldn't help but tense up again.

Immediately, the corners of Guo Yuan's mouth raised a sneer of disdain, and he snorted coldly: "Tao thief, you probably want to make another useless attempt before retreating, very good, then I will thank you for adding another stroke to my credit book, hehe." ā€