Chuyun National Border Xiongguan

Wang Yanchang stood at the head of Xiongguan City, silently looking at the Chu army that was slowly retreating like a tide.

"General, the Chu army has retreated." The strategist at his side was dressed in light leather armor, with a long sword at his waist, and whispered with a bow in his left hand.

"Wencheng, how many times has this been?" Wang Yanchang asked.

"General, this is the sixth time, in seven days, together with the initial attack by the cavalry of the Wuding side, there are six times in total, and the enemy army has not attacked the city on a large scale in the six times, but only a small fight." Zeng Wencheng replied.

"It's not normal, it stands to reason that our army has nothing to fear, just need to hold on to the city, the enemy should be in a hurry to break the city, but these attacks are like child's play, there must be a demon when things go wrong, and Wuding has a plan." Wang Yanchang said expressionlessly, looking at the camp of the Chu army from afar.

"Pay attention to the food in the army these days, work carefully in the city, you stay in the barracks these days, don't go to the city, in case something happens, you can deal with it yourself." Wang Yanchang glanced at it for the last time, and then walked down the city.

Wang Yanchang calculated in his heart, wait for another ten days, the white crane in the clouds, Xu Yuan, one of the twin pillars of the cloud country, can lead his troops to Yingdu, and that time will be the day when my Wang Yanchang counterattacks.

Chu military camp tent

"General, in the past few days, our army has been testing one after another, although there has been no large-scale frontal battle with the enemy, but the enemy's defense is indeed the only one in the life of the last general, I am afraid that our army will forcibly attack the city, and the losses will be heavy. Wang Yanchang really lives up to the name of a famous general, and there is no news about the fine work in the city, and it seems that the situation in the city is completely in his hands" A tall thin young man with Xuanjia sat at the end of the military tent and prayed, and the huge scar on his face from his forehead to the corner of his mouth writhed from time to time, making people shudder.

For a while, no one answered in the military tent, and the atmosphere was dull.

Wu Dingfang looked at the young man who had just said goodbye at the end of the table and smiled. This young man's name is Xie Qi, he was originally a slave of the nobles, because of his bravery, he was carried into the army, and he belonged to the kind of people who did not want to die when he fought, and he had become a captain with real power in just a few years.

"This is expected, at that time I had expected that the defense of Xiongguan would be tight, and the temptation of the past few days has verified my conjecture." Wu Dingfang said lightly, but he didn't look worried at all.

"Pass my military order, march at three o'clock tomorrow, all catapults are filled in advance, all siege equipment is used, and five thousand cavalry are not allowed to be easily mobilized, waiting for my order. The Chu spearmen lined up in a fighting formation. Wu Dingfang's face was suddenly gloomy, and he ordered expressionlessly.

Everyone in the military tent was stunned, but habitually obeyed the military order, so that they subconsciously left the table and knelt down to accept the order.

"Xie Qi, you stay. The rest of us go and prepare. ”

The military tent was empty, leaving only Xie Qi and Wu Dingfang.

"Xie Qi, this is your sixth year in the army." Surprisingly, Wu Dingfang did not give any orders, but mentioned these trivial matters.

"Yes, the last general has been in the army for six years." Xie Qi replied in a deep voice with clenched fists.

"Slave birth has caused you a lot of inconvenience."

Xie Qi was silent for a long time, "Yes, the generals from the noble background feel that it is degrading to go into battle with a slave like me. ”

"The scar on your face, if I remember it correctly, should be the injury you suffered at that time when you fought for Lianshan City with the Southern Jin Dynasty."

"Yes, the last general had no reinforcements at that time, and no one came to respond, and he was slashed by the vanguard general of the Southern Jin Dynasty." Xie Qi's eyes were gloomy, at that time, the Chu army was defeated and collapsed, and the boss ordered Xie Qi to lead the last 2,000 people to the north to lead away the Southern Jin army, so that he could lead the army to retreat calmly to the south. Xie Qi was a mortal death game.

"Many of your soldiers are people like you, tell them that there is no difference between slaves and nobles when they have swords in their hands, and if they want the respect of others, they have to fight for themselves." Wu Dingfang's tone has been very gentle, Wu Dingfang is strict, and he has taken a fierce road to govern the army, he will be rewarded for his merits, punished for his mistakes, and decisive in killing, rarely showing a pleasant side.

"Tomorrow you lead your soldiers to be the vanguard, and I will give you a chance, a chance to win dignity." Wu Dingfang patted Xie Qi on the shoulder and left the military tent on his own.

Outside the military tent at this time, the sun had just set, and a few rays of light still illuminated a few clouds in the sky, showing a brilliant orange red, like spilled blood, Wu Dingfang stood silently outside the tent for a long time, until the sky was completely dark, and said to himself: "In seven days, I will break through the Xiongguan." ”

On the second day, the hour of the hour

The tents of the Chu army were silent and there were no lights, at this time the sky was already bright, the sunlight had cut in diagonally, and with the sound of a low horn, there was a clanging sound of iron armor in each tent, but there was no noise of human voices that should have appeared. Soon, smoke gradually rose from the tents, but no one made a sound, and the oppressive atmosphere was like a condensed dark cloud, shrouded in everyone's heart, and there seemed to be a low roaring voice in the heart of each soldier that was rigidly suppressed.

Wu Dingfang drove his horse forward, Yu Zhaoxue snorted lowly, Wu Dingfang silently glanced at the soldiers of Chu State who had lined up, those faces were immature, or old, or resolute, or indifferent Thousands of faces, these people may not be there after today, Wu Dingfang tried hard to engrave these faces into his mind, but soon these faces dissipated, Wu Dingfang smiled, and couldn't help laughing at his childish thoughts.

The "噌" sword is out of the sheath, and the tip of the Wuding Fang sword points to the Xiongguan.

"Attack!"

The crowd was crowded, the horses' hooves were mixed, and the marching speed of the Chu State array slowly accelerated, and the face of the leader was hideous.

Troubled times, from this moment on, really open.