December 27, 259 BC.

The weather was very cloudy, and when Lecheng looked up at the sky, it was all gray, and there was no sunlight at all.

Just like the mood of Lecheng at the moment.

Lowering his head, Lecheng pulled his boots out of the snow with some difficulty, and flakes of snow fell from the sky, dyeing his head and body white, looking like a walking snowman.

Le Cheng didn't think it was a good time to fight.

Winter, especially in this snowy winter, it's really cold.

This white hell.

Le Cheng looked behind him, and five thousand elite soldiers of the Zhao State were following in his footsteps, slowly advancing through this narrow valley covered with snow.

At this moment, the north side of the valley where Lecheng is located is Wuling, a branch of the southern foot of Taihang Mountain at an altitude of more than 800 meters, and the south side is a cliff called "Luoma Stream" by the locals.

Walking on such a road in the icy and snowy season can be said to be very poor.

Le Cheng looked at his subordinates behind him, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle slowly.

Many of the soldiers of the Zhao army advanced with the support of their comrades, and many fell to the ground as they walked, and then passed out.

The rapid march of ice and snow for three consecutive days and three nights had already caused the 5,000-strong army led by Le Cheng to have a considerable attrition in battle, although there was no detailed number, but it must have exceeded 500 men.

This also included at least 37 Zhao soldiers who slipped and fell into the falling horse stream.

If it weren't for the fact that this army was the elite of the Zhao State, all of them could be regarded as strong and strong, and their endurance far exceeded that of ordinary soldiers, then the number of attritions would have at least doubled, or even more.

Le Cheng let out a long breath, and the breath that came out turned into a small white mist in front of him.

"The order goes down, no one is allowed to stay, keep going!"

As a general, Lecheng knows very well in his heart that fighters will never wait for anyone.

If they couldn't seize this opportunity, then Lecheng and Zhao Guo would have to pay far more than 500 casualties.

Fighting always involves death, and if you can die less, the best result will already be.

At this moment, a scout appeared in front of Lecheng, his cheeks flushed with cold, but he spoke with a somewhat irrepressible look of excitement.

"General, about five miles ahead, there is the city of the leather prison!"

Le Cheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this.

It's finally here.

Lecheng thought for a moment and asked. "Can your investigation be discovered by the people in the city?" Is there a Qin army sentry outside the city? ”

If it is detected in advance, it will be very troublesome.

The scout replied: "General Hui, if it snows heavily today, there are only a few people patrolling the head of the city, how can you go out of the city to investigate?" ”

After hearing these words, Le Cheng finally put his mind at ease, turned his head and issued another military order.

"Give the order to go down, rest on the spot, and continue to set off after half an hour to attack the dungeon!"

When two hours had passed, the city finally appeared in Lecheng's sight.

The name of the leather prison is actually simplified from the "leather prison village".

The villager, the military village also.

Therefore, the small city of Pigao was built from the beginning as a military fortress to guard the western exit of Baicheng.

It is worth mentioning that the builder of this leather prison village is none other than the Zhao State after the three families were divided.

In 362 BC, Wei defeated the combined forces of Han and Zhao and captured the city of Pijiao from Zhao.

After another few decades, the Qin army occupied Hedong, and Pigao became one of the frontline fortresses of Hedong County of Qin.

It seems that because the Qin State has been in an offensive position all these years, this leather prison city actually looks like a small miniature city that is not much larger than the village fort, and the city walls are not very tall, and the ice edges hanging on it look quite eye-catching, reminding Lecheng of the difficulty of attacking the city this season.

The south side of the city is a narrow deep valley cliff, and the north side is the end of the Wuling Ridge with an altitude of more than 800 meters, and there is only an extremely narrow road in the middle, which is the white mountain in the Taihang Eight Mountains.

Geographically speaking, this is definitely a typical kind of easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Even if the information obtained said that there were only a few more than a thousand defenders in the city, as long as they were dealt with properly, this thousand Qin troops could hold off more than ten times the Zhao army for more than a week.

A week was enough for Qin's reinforcements to arrive.

Lecheng snorted, turned his head and ordered: "Order the commandos to come up!" ”

A moment later, dozens of soldiers wearing Qin army armor appeared in front of Le Cheng.

In fact, even Le Cheng himself was wearing the armor of a hundred generals of the Qin army.

Lecheng gave another order: "The rest of the people wait here, and wait until I give the order before they all attack the city!" ”

After saying this, Lecheng walked out from the corner now, and walked towards the small town in front of him unhurriedly.

Behind Le Cheng, dozens of Zhao soldiers wearing Qin army armor also followed Le Cheng's footsteps.

The distance between Lecheng and Pigao City gradually shortened.

Seeing that the leather prison city was in front of him, suddenly hundreds of Qin soldiers appeared at the head of the city at the same time, bending their bows and arrows, and the arrows were pointed directly at Le Cheng's head and heart.

"Who's coming?" Someone in the city raised a sharp question.

Le Cheng had no doubt that if it weren't for the armor of the Qin army's hundred generals on his body, it is estimated that the arrow would have shot himself into a hedgehog.

Le Cheng took a deep breath and said, "I am the captain of the patrol, and I led my troops out of the city to patrol six days ago!" Hurry up and open the city gates, I have an important military report! ”

The Guanzhong accent of the word is correct and round.

In fact, Lecheng is proficient in the three Chinese languages of Qin, Zhao and Yan.

The reason why it was said six days ago was because Le Cheng knew very well in his heart that the current thousand-man team stationed in Leather Prison City had just changed their guard two days ago.

Another question came from the city: "What is the military situation?" ”

Le Cheng looked in the direction from which the voice came and found a hundred generals of the Qin army.

Le Cheng deliberately showed an impatient look on his face: "The military situation is a secret, and it can only be told to two or five hundred masters, how can you tell Yu Ru!" ”

The hundred generals of the Qin army at the head of the city scolded a few times, and then said, "Is there a token?" ”

Lecheng took out a token from his arms and threw it directly towards the city.

This token was brought by the messenger sent back by Zhao Kuo to report the news, and Lecheng believed that Zhao Kuo, the son of the old man, would not pit himself.

The truth is just as Lecheng expected.

"Open the door!"

After a few moments, the city gate in front of Le Cheng slowly opened.

A smile appeared on Le Cheng's face, and he strode towards the leather prison city in front of him.

Just a few steps into the leather prison city, the Qin army general who had just been talking to Le Cheng above the city appeared in front of Le Cheng with more than a dozen Qin soldiers, and shouted at Le Cheng: "Quickly go to the two or five hundred masters to report, and then go back to the camp on the road!" ”

Saying that, he snorted again, gloating: "If you don't return within the time limit, you will wait to be punished!" ”

Looking at the unhappy other party, Le Cheng showed a smile.

"I'll send you on my way first."

As soon as the words fell, Le Cheng pulled out the long sword in his hand.

A sword flashed, and the heads of the hundred generals of the Qin army rose to the sky.

"Kill! Not a single one to stay! ”

The roar of the musician resounded through the eardrums of everyone nearby.

The soldiers of the Zhao army behind him had already been mentally prepared, and immediately drew their blades and began to charge.

The city gate was suddenly covered with blood.

In less than half an hour, there was no longer a single Qin soldier who could stand at the city gate.

The battle here was very loud, which made the entire leather prison city begin to stir, and a soldier of the Qin army kept rushing out of the city wall and the barracks, and then gathered together and rushed towards the gate where Lecheng was.

Le Cheng turned his head to look behind him, and found that the five thousand Zhao troops he had brought with him also began to charge.

Lecheng estimated the distance and was determined.

As long as the city gate is guarded, then there is no suspense at all about the victory or defeat of the 5,000 Zhao army against the 1,000 Qin army.

So the bloodied general laughed and raised the blood-stained sword in his hand.

"Second and third sons, today is the time for us to win the first merit in the battle of Hedong for the king, and go with me to destroy these damned Qin people!"