This is Wang Hou, who stubbornly turned a bloody war into a flavorful war!

Zhuge Liang is also ruthless, after the outer city of Nanling was captured by unknown poison gas bombs, he gave up several forts in Lingnan, and took 8,000 people as the main force to defend the Hanshui Fort on the bank of the Han River, not far from the last Dingjun Mountain battle.

Hanshui Fort is built in a river bay, surrounded by water on three sides, the old high wall is built with cement, there is a water village port behind, the Shu army of Yangping Pass continuously transports supplies to the castle from the waterway, there is a city in the west with a geographical location similar to here, that is, Paris, which shows the degree of its danger.

But for Zhuge Liang, the most important meaning here is that there is a lot of water and it is easy to get water!

This point is too important for the thief who is fighting against Wang Hou!

Just like the siege of the outer city of Nanling, after the 40,000 troops converged and went south, Wang Hou dragged his miners to dig a trench to surround the Hanshui Fort, and then another round wooden barrel that made the Shu army angry was thrown up.

Compared with the tension in the outer city of Nanling, the Shu army here has become a full waiter.

"Zuo Cheng, the king's stinky fart is up! Ready! ”

Seeing the heavy wooden barrel whistling up and being thrown up, it was smashed on the ground all at once, and the Shu army was like a death squad, with a thick cloth towel on his face, and he ran up with a thick straw, and threw the straw on the green water of the slimy fermented fish viscera, and his face was painful like a thousand knives, stained with thick green water, and he kept rubbing with straw.

Finally, it was almost wiped off, and the old face was green, and he rushed down the city wall with his old face and threw it into the carriage.

How big does that smell? Even the horses that ate grass were smoked and retched, and they kept kicking, and the team that watched the cleaning up at the head of the city almost brought the straw, and the Shu army, whose faces were covered with thick cloths, also galloped out as if fleeing for their lives, and went straight to the Han River in a carriage, and finally couldn't wait to retch and pour the stinky straw into the water.

The green straw floating on the water was constantly washed away by the water of the Han River, but it was bitter that the logistics soldiers of the Shu army who were responsible for transporting supplies and supplies, there was a thick layer floating on the entire riverside, and every time the supplies were transported to the water village, they had to be smoked and vomited several times.

On the city walls, it's not enough to just wipe down with hay! Immediately, the Shu army was buckets up and down, dragging heavily with mops, the original cement gray city walls were dyed green, a village near the water, the smell is a little better, or it can be regarded as within the range of human tolerance.

Even if he watched the battle from the Han River, Zhuge Liang's originally handsome and tough face was covered with silk at this time, listening to the shouts and scolding from the other side of the river, the corners of the eyes of the iron-blooded prime minister couldn't help but bring a sense of crying and laughing, and the goose feather fan in his hand was no longer a prop for pretending to be handsome, shaking it vigorously while sighing dullly.

"Kong Ming would rather face Cao Thief's 200,000 Kwantung army than face Wang Xingtai!"

"Prime Minister, although Wang Guanzhong's hand is wonderful, it has also been restrained by the Prime Minister, the Battle of the Han River has been going on for more than 20 days, Wang Guanzhong has not been able to advance an inch, and the victory belongs to my Han!"

Up to now, Ma Jian is still full of confidence, but under the "fragrance" of Wang Stinky Fart, his handsome and handsome face is also green like a pregnant woman who has been pregnant for several months, and he didn't finish a word, but he covered his throat and retched.

"Wang Tuqiu, this person uses soldiers, it can't be inferred from common sense, since he dares to move troops to fight against me so leisurely, he must have a backhand, but he didn't expect it yet, this is the most terrifying!"

At the mention of this, Zhuge Liang's face couldn't help but deepen, and he turned his head gloomily.

"Order all armies, enter the various trails of Shuchuan, they must be garrisoned, and those who lose the pass will be killed!"

"Prime Minister rest assured! Even if there are a few trails in Micang Mountain, my subordinates have also arranged secret whistles, and even a bird can't fly to my steep Shu Road! ”

Mentioning this, Ma Tan had to hug his fist with confidence, but before he finished his bragging, there was a burst of "fragrance" into his nose, not only him, but also Prime Minister Zhuge couldn't help retching, covering his nose heavily, looking at the barrels that flew up from time to time on the other side of the river, Zhuge Liang couldn't help but shake his head in distress again.

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I have to admit that Zhuge Liang's war instincts are still very keen, but even he can't predict Wang Hou's order of cards, after all, in this era, the Qinghai grassland in the extreme west and Bashu located between the mountains are really not related.

Wang Hou's habit, where to go, the building has to be piled up, after three years, Huangzhong City is no longer the original than the primary school of the humble walled city, the cement wall, but also a double-layer cement small buildings stand here, this place has become the center of the Great Wei Dynasty to rule the later generations of Tuyuhun, but also the Qinghai nomadic Qiang people, the core of the Xiaoyue clan and Guanzhong trade.

However, it is not surprising that Wang Hou has built too many trading posts, and the protagonist of this song is the Storm Fortress not far from Huangzhong City.

In three years, the base camp of the Storm Legion has also been upgraded from the previous mushroom-like felt bags to a four-story cement barracks, a surrounding city wall, and a rather spectacular and solid plateau fortress.

And there is a little difference with the inland military fort, that is, relying on the edge of the fortress, the dense and neat cemetery is like a group of armies lined up day and night, neatly arranged there, and there are too many soldiers buried, so that each tomb can only nail a piece of wood as a tombstone, and the helmet worn by the soldier is hung on the wood.

Now the Storm Legion is still full of 10,000 people, as well as 2,000 non-combatants, but compared with three years ago, nearly half of the personnel have been renovated, more than 3,000 people are buried here forever, more than 3,000 really can't adapt to the combat environment, and they have withdrawn gloomily.

However, step by step, in three years, relying on a team to explore the south, the road to the roof of the world was still forcibly probed by the Storm Legion.

When the fierce battle in Hanzhong was in full swing, this army of suffering that had experienced frost also started its first battle.

It can be regarded as following the local customs, the army raised a large number of yaks, the Wei army riding the war horse in Huangzhong held a yak with an additional hand, and the tall yak carried a large coat on the left and right on his back, on one side was the military armor, and on the other hand was the dry food that could support the army for a month, and the vast cavalry team was like a long dragon, winding straight to the southern plateau, and moving forward without hesitation.

Three years of preparation, just for this day!

And the headquarters of the Storm Fortress was also busy, the staff officers were holding the battle map, some were busy loading yaks and sweating profusely, some were still studying the advance camp, planning the battle route, shouting loudly, just in the midst of the busyness, the guards at the door suddenly shouted loudly.

"Most of the Western Regions are protected!"

With a bang, the originally busy staff department instantly quieted down, and everyone put down their work in their hands, stood up and saluted, neatly as if they were a person.

Outside the door, wearing heavy armor, a sword and a musket at his waist, his handsome face was a little more weathered and resolute, and Cao Zhang walked in from the outside in a dashing manner.

"Rite over!"