At about mid-afternoon on 23 August, the army of Qiangjiao was marching in the western, northern, and southern suburbs of the city.

Seeing this, Wu Ji, Zhai Huang, and Lu Zhan, the guards of the west, north, and south city walls, hurriedly informed Zhao Hongrun, the king of Su, of the enemy's intelligence and the handsome account.

After hearing about this, Zhao Hongrun was a little puzzled.

It is important to know that under normal circumstances, siege battles will be carried out during the day, or in the morning to be precise, because in this way, the besieging side will have a better choice: wait until noon, and if the battle is good, then continue the siege, and have a whole afternoon for the besieging side to expand the results; On the contrary, if the battle situation is not good, the troops will be collected at noon, and the camp will be buried in the pot to cook, so that the soldiers can rest for an afternoon, and then continue to attack the city tomorrow.

That's the way it makes sense.

And if they choose to attack the city in the afternoon, then, even if the besieging side has made good progress throughout the afternoon, when the sky gets dark, they will lose the room to continue to expand the results of the battle, and they can't fight at night, right?

Night fighting, unless it is prepared and unprepared, otherwise, due to the limitation of sight, the effect is very bad, far less than in the daytime.

And now, the hour has passed, and there are less than two hours left before dusk, but the army of the horns is trying to attack the city menacingly, which makes Zhao Hongrun feel very surprised.

"It seems that the horns are in a hurry......

Waving his hand to signal the Shangshui soldiers who came to deliver the news to go back to their lives, Zhao Hongrun glanced at Una who was sitting next to the table with an ignorant look on her face, and the interest in joking and amusing this woman gradually put away.

"Is it because you perceive a lack of food in the army?" Wrong...... If that were the case, the horns would not have been so anxious, in other words......

Standing up slowly, Zhao Hongrun put on a purple luxurious brocade robe, tidied up his hair bundles, and then rarely hung the saber on the hook jade around his waist.

"It's General Sima An!"

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhao Hongrun's mouth raised a little smile, he could almost conclude that the Qiangjiao came to attack the city so urgently, nine times out of ten, it was because they had heard of the Dangshan army that had sneaked up on their troops in the rear.

"You're going to Xicheng Tower?" Mi Jiang sat in the corner of the tent and drank tea happily, caught a glimpse of Zhao Hongrun's actions out of the corner of his eye, and asked casually.

"Hmm." Zhao Hongrun nodded, and said with a straight face: "This king is going to watch the battle and motivate the soldiers of our army." After a pause, he explained the reason: "This is going to be a fierce battle!" ”

Hearing this, Mi Jiang put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, and said lightly: "I'll go with you." ”

She didn't ask Zhao Hongrun what he meant, and her tone was calm, as if she was stating an established fact.

Zhao Hongrun glanced at Mi Jiang when he heard this, and didn't say anything, because he knew that this woman had always done her own thing, even if he categorically refused at the moment, it would be useless.

Therefore, he didn't bother to say anything, but turned his head and told Una to stay in the felt tent obediently and wait for him to come back, and not to run around.

"I'm going too." Una said.

"No! That's the battlefield, you can't go. ”

"Why can she go along?" Una pointed at Mi Jiang and asked complainingly.

In the past few days, because he was idle, Zhao Hongrun taught Una Wei dialect, which is not the dialect of Daliang, but the more common language of the Central Plains countries, and although Una does not have the talent of Zhao Hongrun, she is also quite intelligent, and now she has gradually been able to understand the relatively simple common language of the Central Plains, and because of this, she can understand Mi Jiang's words.

Hearing this, Zhao Hongrun was stunned.

Only then did he realize that Mi Jiang was also a woman, but I don't know when it became a natural tacit understanding between him and Mi Jiang to let this woman accompany him to the danger.

"Because she's ...... More powerful than the vast majority of men! ”

"(Ethnic language) awesome?" Una looked at Mi Jiang suspiciously, and really couldn't figure out why this thin and tall woman from the Chu State could be paired with 'powerful', after all, in Sanchuan, only those strong tribal men who were turned into warriors could be called powerful.

Probably noticing the confusion in Una's eyes, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help laughing, lowered his voice and explained in the Mandarin language: "Don't look at her thin, it's all muscles." …… Even the bones are full of muscles. ”

When Una heard this, her face showed an exclamation like "so powerful".

Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but smile and was about to leave the felt tent, but when he turned his head, he saw Mi Jiang looking at him coldly, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"You're just getting meat in your bones! …… Dead Shorty!'

I saw Mi Jiang glancing at Zhao Hongrun coldly, and left the felt tent silently.

She didn't ask Zhao Hongrun, because she was listening to the latter teaching Una Wei dialect, so she was now gradually able to understand some of the Zong language.

“……”

may have also noticed something, Zhao Hongrun scratched his face a little embarrassed, and then stepped out of the felt tent.

Walking out of the felt tent and instructing Su Wangwei to be on duty near the felt tent, Zhao Hongrun took Mi Jiang and the guards and went straight to the west city wall. After all, judging from the distribution of the troops of the Qiangjiao people outside the city, the west city wall is still the main battlefield of today's siege battle.

When Zhao Hongrun stepped up to the West City Tower, the Qiangjiao people in the western suburbs outside the city were arranging their troops, perhaps more precisely, deciding which Qiangjiao slave soldiers would die in order.

However, just by glancing outside the city wall, Zhao Hongrun frowned, because he found that the slave soldiers in the western suburbs outside the city were actually carrying ladders about two zhang high today, and the number was dense, and at a cursory glance, there were hundreds.

"The walls of the city...... After all, it's still too short.'

Zhao Hongrun shook his head secretly.

You know, the ladder is very easy to build, the difficult thing is a cloud ladder several feet long, and unfortunately, the low walls of the city, the Jiaojiao people asked the slaves to build some ladders are enough.

"His Royal Highness King Su!"

"His Royal Highness King Su has come down!"

When Zhao Hongrun came to the city gate tower, Wu Ji was explaining their respective tasks to Yi Jia, Ran Teng, Xu Jiong, Gu Tao, Zhang Ming, Tang Waki, Gu He and other generals, after all, the latter These two thousand people will be the same as the thousand generals, which are the generals who directly command the soldiers on the front line, so it is necessary for Wu Ji to reach the same command ideology with them.

"His Royal Highness King Su!"

As Zhao Hongrun stepped into the city gatehouse, he noticed this matter and immediately saluted the former.

"Go on, this king is just looking at it at will." Zhao Hongrun waved his hand and asked Wu Ji to continue to explain the task.

Hearing this, Wu Ji said with a smile: "Actually, what should be said has been repeatedly emphasized by the last general, and the generals have also kept it in mind, but it's just ...... For the sake of prudence, just a few more words. ”

Zhao Hongrun glanced at Wu Ji's somewhat unnatural smile, nodded and didn't speak, and changed the topic and asked, "How is the deployment?" ”

"There shouldn't be any problem, it's just ......" Wu Ji hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "It would be good if His Highness summoned my merchant army and borrowed some generals from Yan Lingjun......"

The Yanling army he was referring to was the Yanling army led by Qu Cheng, a nobleman of the former Chu State, who was also the surrender army of the Chu State.

Compared with the merchant army with a serious shortage of generals' command system, Qu Cheng's Yan Ling army can be said to be full of talents, like Qu Cheng, Yan Mo, Zuo Xunxi, Hua Yu, Gongye Sheng, Zuo Qiumu and other generals, they are all generals under the command of Xiong Tuo, the former Xuancheng Jun and Xiong Hu, the Pingyu Jun, the original position is either 3,000 generals or 2,000 generals, if Zhao Hongrun had summoned a few generals before, Wu Ji's burden would obviously be much easier.

"Not confident......

Zhao Hongrun glanced at Wu Ji quietly, as if he could see through the various concerns in the latter's heart.

It's no wonder, after all, although Wu Ji has extraordinary personal strength, he is too young, and he was a thousand-person general who fought directly on the front line before, and he is the kind of general who "takes the lead".

No, after the generals returned to their respective posts, Wu Ji hesitated and said to Zhao Hongrun in a low voice: "Your Highness, why don't you command this battle?" ”

"Why?" Zhao Hongrun glanced at Wu Ji, Gu Zi walked to the hall downstairs of the city gate, shook the wide sleeves of the brocade robe, and then sat down on the main seat.

"Why ......" Wu Ji followed, and said with a wry smile: "This battle is very important, and the last general is worried that if something happens...... In the end, it will be difficult to escape the blame. ”

Zhao Hongrun looked directly at Wu Ji and was half silent.

To be sure, he has always been inclined to personally direct the war, after all, if he still suffers defeat despite his personal command, even if he is unwilling, he can approve of it in his heart; But if the defeat is caused by the mistakes of others, I believe he will not be able to accept it calmly.

"Decide your own destiny by yourself", this is his Zhao Hongrun's belief code.

However, the division of troops between the Dangshan Army and the Chenggao Army a few days ago made him personally experience a truth: In a large-scale battle, he alone cannot control all the battles, and he must have several generals who can take charge of the battle to help share the burden.

For example, the Dangshan Army attacked the tribal camp of the Qiangjiao people, it is undeniable that he Zhao Hongrun can also do this, but the problem is that he has only one person, and he has no time to doppelganger.

In any case, there are always some things that he cannot afford to take care of, and I am afraid that there are not a few of these "things".

Right now, it's just a war with the Kajiao tribe, so what if a war breaks out with Korea in the future? It is very likely that it will be a large-scale national-level battle covering Hedong, Shangdang, Nanyan and other places, how many battlefields will there be at that time? Can he, Zhao Hongrun, personally go and command all the wars?

It's simply impossible!

Therefore, promoting and cultivating some potential henchmen and generals, and cultivating them to be generals who can sit on one side like Sima An, Bailiba, Zhu Hai, and Xu Yin, is definitely a matter of great benefit for Wei's future foreign wars.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hongrun Zhengse said to Wu Ji: "Wu Ji, this king asked you to command the battle because this king thinks you have this ability...... If you don't believe in yourself, then believe in this king! …… Go, command well, and reassure the king that I have not made a wrong decision. ”

"......" Wu Ji was moved when he heard this.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo-"

At this time, a hurried horn whistle sounded in the Jiaojiao army in the western suburbs outside the city, and I saw Wu Ji hugging his fist towards Zhao Hongrun, and then turned around suddenly, strode towards the wall, and raised his right arm.

"The whole army - prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Drink!" (To be continued.) )