Sure enough, it's an inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood!

Looking at the mottled mud that stretched from the city gate to the bottom of the earthen wall, the blood-stained yellow sand, and the mutilated corpses and sharp weapons, Ma Chao and Yan Xing stood on the earthen wall and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm at the black shadow in the distance.

Fu Gan of the dog day!

I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless!

Lao Tzu is outside the city to fight with you, you don't hide from the city without the blood and courage of being a general, it's just that, as a result, Lao Tzu entered the city, you still play hide and seek again and again!

The gates have been opened, but the road to the walls has been cut off.

If it is really unnecessary to continue to attack the city, the casualties are really not small, but if you enter the city, you can't occupy the entire city, and you have to be forced to fight with Fu Gan and them in street battles, moving forward step by step, what kind of tactic is this?

The point is that the sky is already dark, do we still have to fight at night? Isn't this Fu Gan afraid that we will burn this city to eliminate the hatred in our hearts, does he really dare to bet the lives of the people of the entire city?

Ma Chao and the two were not outwitted commanders, they looked at each other and sighed helplessly, but at the same time they remembered their relationship, the fight a few years ago was still in their hearts, they each snorted, turned their heads and counted the young leaves on the big trees on both sides.

"Meng Qi, Yanming, why are you staying here?" A voice came from the city gate, and Han Sui and Song Jian had already stepped into the city gate under the escort of the pro-army.

When Ma Chao and Yan Xing heard this, they retracted the little thought in their hearts at the same time, jumped off the earthen wall and walked quickly in front of Han Sui to describe the battle situation and situation in detail.

Han Sui smiled bitterly, and there was a hint of gloom in his usual shrewd eyes. In fact, there is no need for Ma Chao and the others to introduce, just looking at the soldiers who died tragically in front of him and the few trenches full of corpses, he has already roughly guessed Fu Gan's intentions.

That's right, the saying that Xiliang Dama is rampant in the world has been widely circulated in the Central Plains, and they are indeed worthy of this statement!

But, what if there are no war horses?

A general without a war horse is still a general, but a knight without a war horse is no longer a knight!

During the three days of the coalition army's siege of the city, no matter how heavy the casualties of the defenders of the city were, and no matter how fierce the attack under the city was, there was never a single man or common man on the city wall who helped defend the city.

Obviously, Fu Gan was using the blood and lives of the Han soldiers to resist, he put all the people in the city, and in three days turned the entire city into a criss-crossing Tian Mo.

He just wants to fight for his own life and the lives of the people in the city, and he just wants to make Xiliang Horse no longer able to cross the war horse!

It was already three o'clock, and the evening breeze blew from outside the city with the last warmth of the remnant sun, blowing up everyone's hair and the idea of victory in the hearts of the Xiliang coalition army. Ma Chao was speechless, Song Jian was speechless, and even Han Sui, who had always been ambitious, had already begun to consider whether his expedition to Liangzhou was correct.

After all, the times have changed, and in the past few years, he has been shrinking in Song Jian's Caohan, and due to the constraints of Moro and Shi Huaide, he has never been able to develop his strength clearly.

There are only 50,000 horses under his tent in total, and now this city alone already needs more than 2,000 people for him, if every city in front of him needs such persistence, how much strength will he have in his hands when he takes Chang'an?

Fortunately, Han Sui is Han Sui, he is still the unbeatable Xiaoqiang, and the failures over the years have already honed his muscles and ambition to be as strong as a proud poplar tree in the desert.

Soon, he walked out of the haze in his heart.

Looking at the trenches outside more than ten tents on the opposite side of the earthen wall and the earthen wall alley behind the trench, as well as the darkness shrouded in the alley behind the earthen wall, Han Sui smiled faintly at Song Jian, Ma Chao, Yan Xing and the others: "Pass the order, we will camp here tonight!" ”

Set up camp here?

Everyone was stunned, although they had occupied the city gate, but they did not take the entire Xiangwu, they camped in front of the enemy an arrow away, and tens of thousands of troops gathered in a corner of the city, is this a bit of child's play? If the enemy comes to attack with fire, won't they just turn into roast suckling pigs alive?

Han Sui showed a mysterious smile and whispered in everyone's ears: "Since Fu Yancai took charge of Longxi, he has been quite disciplined and caring, so he has established a great reputation in Longxi, coupled with the legacy of his father Fu Nanrong, the people of Longxi are also willing to live and die with him.

Therefore, he also has the courage to coerce the people of Manchu County, and he can also call on all the people to dig trenches and fight with us in the streets..."

"Lord, if you really fight in the streets according to Fu Gan's idea, how can my Xiliang boy lose the sharpest weapon?" Everyone hissed coldly when they heard this, but Yang Qiu, who was Han Sui's confidant, knew that there must be some plan behind this smile, so he hurriedly interrupted Han Sui's words and made a compliment.

Han Sui stroked his beard under his chin and said arrogantly: "My Liangzhou men are all warriors on horses, and if they leave the war horse, they may indeed lose a little less combat power." But a warrior is a warrior, and how can those improvised chickens and dogs he set up to contend with?

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins. The two armies face each other, either by relying on the courage of the generals, or by the might of the soldiers. Since Fu Gan has been reluctant to fight against Meng Qi, Yanming and others in the past few days, then we will force him to fight with us.

He had 5,000 men and horses, and when he defended the city, most of them were lost, and it was estimated that there were nearly 2,000 troops left. As for the people in the city, if they don't hold back, Fu Gan will already recite Amitabha, where do they dare to pick up the tiger whiskers waiting for us?

Therefore, if Fu Gan wants to have a slight chance of winning, then he must surprise him. For example, night attacks, such as fire attacks. Therefore, Han's intention is to give them a chance to lead them out from the opposite side. As long as we put on the appearance of being stationed here tonight, Fu Gan will definitely be tricked! ”

"What does the lord mean is that the formation of the garrison tonight is actually ambushed outside the city, luring the snake out of the hole, and then using a trick to defeat the enemy?"

Yang Qiu's words made Han Sui's thoughts public, and everyone suddenly realized, and the soldiers and horses under the tent began to act, setting up tents under the noses of Fu Gan and others, and living a life of making fires, with a look of always living here.

……

"Ming Gong, Han Wen has made a plan for this fight!"

"Han Wenyue is worthy of the idea of going to the Yellow River, but he also guessed that we will attack at night tonight. Unfortunately, in many cases, the difference is a thousand miles. We will do what he wants tonight, but our goal is not in the city, but outside the city! ”

Fu Gan looked at the busy coalition forces in the distance, patted the shoulders of the guards, and his eyes revealed wisps of coldness, "General Shoucheng has arrived at the original path, and he is only a mountain away from us." Pass the order, tonight at the third watch, the whole army will go out to drive Lai Kou, be sure to drive Han Sui and Song Jian out of Liangzhou, and re-admit Xiangwu City in our hands! ”

……

At night, silver shines into the desert.

Under the vast moonlight, you can still see those clearly outlined and layered sand dunes. The sand dunes are connected with the sand dunes and form a series of ridges like mountains, the ridge line of the hills is smooth and smooth, the sand slope on the windward side is like flowing water, and the yellow sand on the leeward side is like a flat stone.

Under several sand dunes seven or eight miles away from Xiangwu City, there are more than 100 white tents, divided into three places according to the camp, each separated by two or three miles, and under the cover of the moonlight, it is like a sand dune and the desert is integrated.

Suddenly, a flash of fire rose from the distant city, and the scouts who were crawling on the sand dunes hurried down the dunes, and the tent suddenly became bright.

Han Sui listened to the scout's urgent report, laughed a long time, and shouted to the herald: "Quickly report to the Lord of Song and Meng Qi, so that the two of them will quickly join our army, and rush to Xiangwu General Fu Gan and others to gather and annihilate under the city gate!" ”

"No!" The herald clenched his fists and led the way.

Before he could do so, a noisy voice came from outside the tent, and Han Sui hurriedly stepped out of the big tent, only to see that Song Jian and Yan Xing and others under his tent had already completed the army.

Tens of thousands of athletes sat on the back of horses, the horses were covered with mouth cages, cloth bags were tied to the horses' bodies, torches were held high in their hands, scimitars flashed at their waists, and their faces were engraved with the murderous and hideous aura of Shura.

Han Sui nodded with satisfaction and whipped his horse and stood in front of the formation, just about to march, when he suddenly frowned and asked Yang Qiu, "Why didn't you see Meng Qi's army?" Could it be that they have already gone to Xiangwu City before us? ”

Yang Qiu shook his head and said that he didn't know, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

I saw that a thousand torches on the ridge line in front of me were suddenly lit up, and a group of cavalry stood proudly along the ridge line, dressed in black and red horses, with scimitars in their hands and sharp arrows wound, under the bright torch, like a group of ghosts killed from hell.

A leader stepped forward, pointed a spear in his hand at Han Sui, and shouted, "Han Wenyue, are you waiting for the old man?" ”

The sound came down from the ridge of the mound, swaying in the night sky, but it was secretly frightened when it fell on everyone's ears.

Han Sui was even more like a heavy blow, and his face turned pale.

It's not a pony, it's a pony's father, Ma Shoucheng! Why is this guy here? When did this guy come here? Coming quietly from Zuli hundreds of miles, but not showing up and not alarming everyone, this guy must have a plan!

Ma Teng seemed to understand the doubts in Han Sui's heart, and shouted: "Han Wenyue, you really deserve to be the Yellow River Jiuqu, and you want to use Meng Qi's simplicity to provoke Benzhou's loyalty to the imperial court, the old man and you are sworn brothers, but what you have done is really hateful!"

It's a pity that no matter how shrewd you are, you are always inferior to others. The former general already knew that you couldn't hold back the ambition in your heart, and he had already ordered the old man to quickly take it down and help Xiangwu. Han Wenyue, the old man has quietly come here half an hour ago, but you don't know what else you can do to jump out of the palm of the old man's hand! ”

Han Sui's face was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, his white face had already been replaced by a wisp of red clouds covering his face, and the hand holding the reins of the horse kept trembling.

"Brothers, kill!"

Ma Teng couldn't see Han Sui's face, and even if he saw it, he didn't care, he just sneered, and the spear was pointed suddenly, and the tens of thousands of ghost troops on the ridge line of the hill shook the torches in their hands and galloped down the sand slope.

A torrent of yellow sand swept over the horses' hooves that had crossed rapidly, and mercury rushed like mercury to the army beneath the hills.

Scimitars flew together, and sharp arrows rained down.