"It's me who is too greedy......

In a felt tent in the city, Zhao Hongrun silently stared at the crimson chess pieces representing the army of the horns in the mud plate, frowning slightly.

Not long ago, a team of Qiangjiao cavalry used a wave of fire arrows to crack the tactics of the Yucheng side trying to defend with a sea of fire again, which made Zhao Hongrun really a little surprised.

He thought, or rather, that he was holding on to a fluke mentality, thinking that the Qianjiao people outside the city would not see through the secrets of those 'black waters', and would also mistake them for the 'Heavenly Fire' and 'Divine Fire' operated by their Wei people, just like the Qiang and Qiang people on this side of the city.

However, the facts proved that he, Zhao Hongrun, underestimated the Qiangjiao people too much, so that the Qiangjiao people, who saw through the connection between oil and the sea of fire, used hundreds of fire arrows to make his Wei army lose a large amount of oil in vain.

This is a classic example of "lack of greed".

If it weren't for Zhao Hongrun's greedy attempt to repeat the old trick, hoping to delay for another day, he would not have wasted that batch of oil in vain.

"Your Highness, the generals are already waiting outside the tent."

Zong Wei Lu Mu told Zhao Hongrun.

Zhao Hongrun nodded and said, "Please let them in." ”

As soon as the words fell, the tent was raised, and several generals of the merchant and water army stepped into the tent, and Wu Ji was among them.

These generals have high and low military ranks, as high as the chief general of the first army and as low as the thousand generals in the army, but these people have one thing in common, that is, they are all generals of the merchant and water army who are responsible for defending the main battlefield, that is, the West City Gate.

"The 2,000 men of the Shang Shui Army will ...... Yi Jia (jiá)"

"With 2,000 people, Chen Xie (xié) will ......"

"A Thousand People Will ......"

"Thousands of people will ...... the valley"

"Thousands of people will ...... soup"

"Thousands of people will leave ......"

“…… Knock on His Royal Highness King Su! ”

In addition to Wu Ji, the six generals of the merchant and naval forces in the tent bowed to the ground one after another after introducing themselves.

"Generals, please." Zhao Hongrun gave a false help and asked the six generals of the Shang Shui Army to get up, and at the same time secretly remembered the names and appearances of these generals in his heart.

Youth, this is a common characteristic of the merchant army.

At best, youth means being strong and vibrant; But at worst, being young means having little experience and being prone to mistakes.

But then again, only an army like this "like a blank sheet of paper" can allow Zhao Hongrun to experiment with various tactics that are different from the mainstream of the world and instill his ideas in them.

And these tactics and ideas may be incomprehensible to long-established armies such as the Junshui Army, the Dangshan Army, and the Chenggao Army, or they cannot be changed because of years of habits.

Waving his hand to beckoning the generals to take their seats in the tent, Zhao Hongrun said in a deep voice: "You should also know that the secrets of the 'fierce fire oil' in our merchant army have been discovered by the Jiaojiao outside the city, and in the early hours of this morning, a Jiaojiao cavalry used fire arrows to ignite the fierce fire oil deployed by our army outside the city yesterday. …… This means that our army can no longer defend the city with the help of fire. At this point, he paused and asked the generals, "Do you have anything to say about this?" ”

The generals glanced at each other a few times, and then, thousands of people hugged Ran Teng into fists and said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness King Su, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not." ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

"Yes." Ran Teng, the general of the thousands, clenched his fists and said with a solemn face: "The last general supervised the battle on the city wall yesterday, and found that many of the new soldiers in the army, under the crazy attack of those slave soldiers in the corner, had forgotten their usual training, their faces were pale, and their limbs were stiff...... If it hadn't been for the fire oil and repeaters yesterday, I'm afraid it would ......"

He didn't say any more, but the crowd understood what he was trying to say.

No, 2,000 people echoed Yi Jiao and told him what they saw yesterday, for example, those soldiers in charge of the crossbow almost fired crossbow arrows while vomiting in the second half of the journey, and the new soldiers who were responsible for carrying the corpses were even more vomiting near the city gate.

How could such a recruit be able to stop those wolf-like and risking their lives without losing the tactics of fierce fire and oil?

Can't hold it!

This is what the thousand-person general Ran Teng and the two-thousand-person general Yi Jia want to express, but their rhetoric is relatively tactful.

And this, in fact, Zhao Hongrun is also very clear, after all, among the 20,000 merchant and water troops, there are about six or seven thousand soldiers, which are pure new soldiers who have only undergone three or four months of training, and have never seen the atmosphere of the battlefield, and the rest of the soldiers, although they are called old soldiers, but in fact, they are only soldiers who have fought the "Battle of Yingshui of Chu Wei", and there are only a few battles to count, which cannot be regarded as experienced at all.

Only a very small number of soldiers who had repeatedly attacked Fencheng under the leadership of Xiong Tuo, the monarch of Xuancheng, and who could survive those wars, those who were close to thirty years old, could be regarded as soldiers with real battlefield experience.

And most of these soldiers have now been promoted by Wu Ji to 100 generals, 500 generals, 1,000 generals, 2,000 generals, etc., hoping that the bravery of these people can infect the recruits in the army, but yesterday's white-knuckle battle proved that the Shangshui Army is really too young and needs more time to hone.

"The main thing is that the psychological quality is not up to par......

Zhao Hongrun secretly sighed.

He was not surprised, if he was allowed to carry a weapon to the battlefield to kill the enemy, he would be like those recruits, stupid like a stake, after all, there are a few natural murderers in the world, as soon as they set foot on the battlefield, they can play like veterans, or even elites?

"His Royal Highness King Su...... And he was not angry?'

Looking at Zhao Hongrun, who was silent in thought, the generals in the tent were very surprised, they thought that after making the prediction of "I'm afraid it will be difficult to hold the city wall", His Royal Highness King Su in front of them would be furious.

Probably noticing the strange gazes of the generals, Zhao Hongrun asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

The six generals looked at each other for a long time, and the two thousand generals Chen Xie said cautiously: "The last general thought that His Royal Highness King Su would be angry......

"Angry? Why? Zhao Hongrun's face was even more puzzled.

Seeing this, the thousand people hesitated for a moment and carefully explained the reason.

"That's it?" Zhao Hongrun laughed when he heard this, shook his head and said, "What you said is the truth, how can this king blame?" …… Knowing that you can't do it, this is a big taboo! After a pause, he added: "However, this king does not want to use this as an excuse for the defeat of our army, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, this king must also strive to grasp it." And I hope that you will do the same, and live up to your present position. ”

"Yes!" Including Wu Ji, the generals in the tent hugged their fists and bowed their heads.

At this time, Zhao Hongrun stood up, paced a few steps in the tent, and said in a deep voice: "Originally, this king tried to delay the war with fierce fire oil, so that the more than 200,000 army outside the city was dragged down by the daily consumption of grain, but since this tactic was cracked by the Qiangjiao people, then the king will not waste the fierce fire oil in vain...... "After that, he turned his head to look at the generals in the felt tent, and Zhengse said: "Since the defense is difficult, then we will take the initiative to attack, the purpose is still that, to interfere with the preparations for the siege of the Jiaojiao people." ”

"Take the initiative?"

The generals looked at each other.

At this time, I saw Zhao Hongrun take out a piece of paper from his arms and beckoned, "You wait to come forward." ”

The generals surrounded him without knowing it.

On the 18th of August, the third day of the siege of the city by the army of the Qiangjiao tribe.

In the early morning, as soon as the sky was bright, a group of cavalry came to the western outskirts of the city, and shot another wave of fire arrows at the scorched earth in the western suburbs of the city, which had been burned for two days.

And this time the result was different from yesterday, those fire arrows did not "ignite the earth" as they did yesterday after they landed.

Seeing this, the Horned Cavalry immediately reported the matter back to their patriarch Bitatu.

After receiving the news, Bitathuha laughed and immediately ordered to prepare for the siege.

After all, in his opinion, if it wasn't for the Wei people who used that 'black water' to create a fire curtain the day before yesterday and block the 200,000 slave soldiers he enslaved in his Jiaojiao, how could he stop him from just a city?

"Today, we will definitely break through the city!"

Before setting out, Bitatu was in high spirits and motivated his troops.

But just before leaving, a group of Qiangjiao cavalry suddenly came back to tell that there was an army attacking in the west of the city.

"At this time? The Wei people took the initiative to attack?'

Bitatu was stunned, stunned because of the Wei people's "self-defeating" approach, after all, in his opinion, under normal circumstances, only about 30,000 people stationed in Luocheng could not stop his army of more than 200,000 at all, but why did the Wei people dare to take the initiative to attack at this time?

Where did they get their courage?

After thinking for a while, Bitatu left the army that was still preparing for the siege, and only took hundreds of cavalry to ride to the hillside, ascending to look in the direction of the city.

Sure enough, just as the news sent back by his horned sentry horsemen, an army had left the city in the direction of the city.

And the first ones were actually some cavalrymen wearing sheepskin jackets like them.

『……』

Bitatu frowned, and his face sank.

Because he had realized that those cavalry were not Wei people, but Qi people, or Qi people.

And the actions of these people who cling to the Wei people and try to make enemies of the Qianjiao tribe, which should have been a brother tribe, are definitely the worst betrayal in Bitatu's eyes!

Forget about the Qiang, why do you want to betray the Qiang?

Bitatatu's face sank like water, and he said in his heart: Since you have decided to assist the Wei people and betray your compatriots, then don't blame me for being ruthless.

He stood coldly on the hillside, intending to watch the battle from the sidelines.

Because in his opinion, the other party has so many men and horses, and he doesn't need to deal with it at all, and the slave soldiers enslaved by his Qiangjiao tribe will engulf that little army while attacking the city.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo-"

The horn whistle sounded to represent the attack, and the Horn Overseers enslaved the slave soldiers and launched an offensive against the Wei army.

However, to Bitatu's astonishment, he witnessed the slave soldiers of his army fall to the ground one by one like a hurricane as they rushed towards the Wei soldiers.

"That's ......"

Bitatu squinted his eyes and looked in horror at the Wei army that was protected by the cavalry of the Qiang tribe, and in the chariot-like carriages, there were magical artifacts loaded with them.

I saw that the miraculous artifact kept spitting out crossbow arrows as thick as fingers, causing incredible casualties to the slave soldiers who rushed towards them.

"That's ...... Wei State Repeater?'

Bitatu's complexion became much more solemn. (To be continued.) )