312 Truce
ć On the eighth day, the rain was still falling, much lighter than yesterday.
After breakfast, everyone should enter their own positions and wait for today's battle. If this is not a battlefield, but a corner of a small pavilion, it must be a pleasure to have three or five friends drink and listen to the rain. Unfortunately, we are not literati, and there are no beautiful women and good wine, and no one is in the mood to recite poetry.
The clothes were already soaked, and in the autumn wind and rain, many soldiers couldn't help but shiver with cold, they either put their hands to their mouths and exhale hot air to keep warm, or rubbed their hands against each other, or stomped on their feet to find their feet that were slowly losing consciousness......
The grumpy soldiers scolded the rebel camp in the distance, and there were only one or two people at first, but it soon developed into an angry scolding that resounded throughout the city, I don't know if King Cheng heard it, and if he heard it, what kind of mood would he have?
No one is going to stop them, let them vent, continue to scold, find something to do for yourself, and you won't feel so cold and uncomfortable.
I, like everyone else, has been standing in the autumn wind and autumn rain for nearly an hour, I will not be afraid of such a cold, but I can understand the hard work of the soldiers, you must know that when I was a teenager, I was afraid of not having food, and I was afraid of winter. Just imagine, in the cold winter of the moon, the sky is snowing heavily, and I have no tile, and my clothes are not covered, and when I think about it now, I feel a chill in my heart.
Luo Rou and Xue'er have a thick internal force, and this cold does not have much impact on them. Even so, I was very unhappy to see my beloved being exposed to the wind and rain.
It seems that the rebels will not attack today! I thought to myself.
At this moment, Fang Shan walked over, hugged his fists and said: "My lord, it seems that the rebels suffered a loss yesterday, and they don't plan to attack today, can you let the brothers hide from the rain, it's not a matter of doing it like this!" The weather is cold, and the brothers' bodies can't bear it! ā
I said, "It looks like it's not going to attack, but it's not time for everyone to rest." It is impossible for the rebels to give up, and today's truce must be to recharge their strength and prepare for a bloodier attack tomorrow. They gave us a day in vain, and we can't afford to waste it, so we should hurry up and repair the fortifications for the next battle. ā
Fang Shan is a pure soldier, whatever the commander says, he mentions yƬ soldiers to hide from the rain, which is the expression of his love for soldiers. At the same time, he is also a strategic general, he knows that only with full preparation, the chance of surviving on the battlefield will be greater, if even a rain cannot be defeated, such a soldier will not be the master of the battlefield, but will only become a tragedy on the battlefield. At one point, he said loudly: "Yes, my lord! ā
I smiled and said, "Don't look at everyone's cold, that's because there is no movement, once you move, you won't feel cold." Yesterday's rain was heavier than today's, who do you see called it cold? ā
"The last general understands!"
"Didn't Lord Jin organize the people to be behind, let these people come up to help build the city fortifications. The soldiers were divided into several teams, each of a thousand people, and took turns going up the city wall to monitor the movements of the rebels, while instructing the people to build fortifications, and the others went back to rest! Inform the doors, and do so! ā
"Yes, I'll do it!"
I nodded, and after Fang Shan left, I turned around and persuaded Luo Rou and Xue'er to go back to the Arrow Tower to rest.
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