Chapter 279: Eight Thousand Miles of Clouds and Moon

For a period of time after the end of the Battle of Dragon City, some people used a critical attitude to accuse Chu Jiangmian, the king of Zhao. Their reason was the erroneous policy adopted by King Zhao in the early stage of this war. That is, the order he sent back in Zhongzhou allowed all the Zhao troops to avoid the sharp edge of Wei Wushu and not fight hard with them, so as to preserve their strength and reduce casualties. And then it caused a huge pressure on Dragon City. So much so that in the Battle of Dragon City, there were heavy casualties. Nearly thousands of the most loyal soldiers of the Zhao army paid with their precious lives on the city walls.

If objectively speaking, King Zhao is so accused, but there is no way to avoid it. Because, in fact, it is. From the beginning to the end of the nine-day siege battle, it was undoubtedly an unusually cruel contest between Wei and Zhao. Although the Zhao army defending the city, with its unparalleled courage, withstood the attacks of Wei Wushu again and again. and inflicted ten times as many casualties on the other side. But the loss they have suffered is also very heart-wrenching.

However, only these people, as well as those who held out in Dragon City, could truly understand the point of defending this royal city! It was they who followed Chu Jiangmian's secret deployment and held back Wei Wushu's footsteps for so long at any cost, making them mistakenly think that they would conquer this fortified city in the next moment. As a result, the most elite military force of the Wei State was firmly trapped under Longcheng, and there was no energy to take care of it at all. This provided the greatest boost to the adventurous military operation planned by Chu Jiangmian.

Moreover, Yan Hu, who led his generals and soldiers into the territory of Zhao State, may not have noticed at all that he had not received any news from Wei in the last few days of this war, because he was so focused on the siege battle that he had not received any news from Wei State in the last few days of this war. This was originally a very abnormal thing, but because of the joy of the imminent final victory, they deliberately neglected it. In a sense, such a mistake directly led to the demise of 80,000 Wei warriors!

In fact, just when the defenders of Dragon City were at their most difficult, all the ways from Wei to Zhao had been completely blocked. Those Zhao armies that had fled in front of Wei Wushu had been reorganized. Tens of thousands of troops are waiting on the border of Zhao under the command of Yun Peng, the commander of Wutong Pass, and from now on, any Wei army that wants to come to meet Wei Wushu will not think of crossing this line of defense. And in the same way, if Wei Wushu, who entered the territory of Zhao, failed and wanted to flee back to Wei, it would be more difficult than ascending to the sky!

General Yun Peng is already familiar with doing such an errand. The last time the Five Kingdoms attacked Zhao, he shouldered the same mission. And this time, the old trick is repeated, and it is naturally more prepared. The so-called "closing the door and beating the dog", if you don't beat to death Wei Wushu, the "mad dog" who ran around and bit other people's houses, how could you withstand the suffocating breath you suffered a few days ago!

Not only the army of the Zhao State, but also the spies of the Thousand Machine Pavilion were also secretly dispatched. Their mission was to strangle all the Wei envoys and scouts who were passing messages back and forth between Wei and Zhao. They fought in cooperation with the Zhao army, and it can be said that no news from the Wei State could be transmitted to the Wei Wushu army in Longcheng.

Therefore, when Yan Hu, the general of Wei, confidently began to launch the last battle that he organized with all his might, how could he know that the land of Wei was already in flames, and the royal capital of Daliang City had already been turned upside down! However, by this time, even if he knew it half a day in advance, there was nothing he could do.

General Yan Hu, who did not know that the pattern of the world had changed greatly, walked out of his Chinese army tent in a hurry, and came to the most suitable position to watch the battle in a majestic manner surrounded by thousands of Pixiu people. On top of this mound that is dozens of feet high, you can see the whole picture of Dragon City. Tonight, he will be here in charge in person, trying to achieve total victory before dawn. The big battle had dragged on for too long, and he didn't have the patience to wait any longer. The order he gave to the whole army was that no matter what the price was, the banner of the Wei State must be fluttered above the Dragon City Tower before the first ray of light appeared!

The moonlight is just right tonight, and the sky and the earth are silvery white. Such a scene, in the northern land, which is already a layer of thin ice, looks particularly vast and desolate. Countless hot-blooded men drew their long knives and rushed forward with shouts, about to fight for their respective countries. If these hot blood flows on the frosty earth, it must be even more thrilling! And this is the fate of the warrior, the home of the hero!

In addition to leaving 30,000 rear battalion troops in ambush, preparing to ambush the cavalry of Zhao State, the other Wei soldiers were almost all dispatched, and their troops were divided into three routes, starting from the twilight fall, and launched an attack on the three directions of the south gate, the west gate and the north gate of Longcheng at the same time.

Something peculiar tonight. There was no cloud above the sky, and the moonlight sprinkled all over the earth, and everywhere it was as bright as day. Even without the light of the torches, you can see it for miles. The Wei army chose to attack the city at such a time, which was the best time.

Wearing black half-body armor, Wei Wushu poured out of the nest and stood on a high place to watch, like dense ants, swarming over. Changge is like a forest, the sword light is like snow, and it emits a dazzling cold light in the silver-like moonlight. Such a momentum, coupled with the earth-shattering sound of war drums, will undoubtedly make people's hearts shake and be frightened.

Fei Yi, the minister of state who once again stood at the head of the city and personally commanded, leaned over and saw clearly between the arrow stacks. The Wei army's offensive tonight was particularly alarming. Seeing that they were moving very fast, in a matter of moments, they were only half a mile away from the moat.

However, although the enemy soldiers were fierce, looking at this posture, they did not strike first with crossbow arrows tonight, which was somewhat unexpected. In so many days of siege operations, Wei Wushu's long-armed crossbow was undoubtedly the greatest threat to the Zhao army. If it weren't for the fact that these Wei people used their sharp weapons in the wrong place, then it is very likely that with this powerful weapon, they would be able to achieve the ultimate victory! It's just a pity, I don't know what the generals of Wei think, the long-armed crossbow that was supposed to play a huge role on the battlefield where the two armies were charging into battle was used by them in siege warfare, which is simply a waste!

Whenever those dense crossbow arrows fell all over the city, even Fei Yi felt a little distressed. The crossbow arrows of the Wei people are well-made, and they are all of the best iron. Not only is it far superior to the princes and countries of the world, but even the casting technology of Zhao is far inferior. However, the lethality of these bolts is extremely limited. The Zhao army defending the city took refuge in the corridors on the inner side of the city walls, and the crossbow arrows rarely hurt them. In other words, the more casualties suffered by the Zhao army in these days were not due to the power of the crossbow arrows, but from the hand-to-hand combat of the city.

"Bring me my knife!"

Fei Yi turned around and stopped looking at the soldiers who were getting closer and closer. He commanded lightly, his voice old and a little sad. He hadn't drawn a knife in years. But tonight, he didn't mind letting the knife unsheath again, soaking up the blood of his enemies.

Presumably, the two veterans guarding the other two city gates are also ready to die in the final battle. Back then, several of them followed King Chulie of Zhao with high spirits and laid a solid foundation for this land of Zhao. And today they are all old. But an ambition is still full of blood, and people are not old! When the blade in their hands shines again, it will surely pierce the sky and illuminate the night.

The two young men standing behind him with a knife were both sons and nephews of the family. Like many other children of noble ministers, they have witnessed the cruelty of the battlefield in the past few days. This is not only a rare growth, but also an indispensable experience. With this experience, when they all gather under the banner of the king in the future, no matter how ferocious the enemy they face, they will no longer be afraid or retreat.

Gongzi Liangsheng silently stood in front of Fei Yi. If things really come to the most critical moment, when it is necessary to block the enemy's front with this body, he will not hesitate to die in front of the old national minister. He is the son of the old Chu Lie, the elder brother of the young King Zhao, he has this responsibility and this obligation.

The Zhao army defending the city was wounded. For several days, there were still many wounded and fighting, and they refused to retreat. And those soldiers who were seriously injured were rescued by the medical officers as much as they could in the temporary treatment center set up under the city. Some of these medical officers are from the army, and some are from Jinxiang Palace. Since the beginning of the defense of Dragon City, they accepted the orders of the Queen Mother Jiang Xin and came here out of the palace. At the head were two gray-haired old doctors. They have been doctors in the royal court for generations, and are deeply trusted and favored by the Zhao royal family. When this family and country were in danger, it was naturally incumbent on them to come to the city to save the dead and help the wounded.

And unexpectedly, there were two women among them. Like other medical officers, they do not hate the dirt of blood and do not avoid the suspicion of the world. Treating the wounded and changing the dressing, warm words and comfort, adding a touch of reassuring softness to this tense battlefield.

In the temporary calm space before the war, whether it was the people who had been treated by them with their own hands, or the eyes projected by those around them, they were all full of respect. Because, everyone knows who they are, and they know who they represent.

"Sister Qiancheng, I'...... I'm still a little scared! The sergeant's leg was broken...... ”

Chu Jiangxue, who changed out of her favorite clothes and only wore a simple plain white cloth dress, was a little pale. She quietly tugged at the placket of Murong Qiancheng's clothes, lest others hear the fear in her heart. And Qiancheng, who was covered in a light gray shirt outside, had some blood stains on it. She gently held the girl's hand, and in the moonlight, those beautiful eyes looked extremely determined.

"Cher, don't be afraid. It's okay, my sister is here! What's more, Brother Mian said that before he came back, Dragon City was foolproof!"