Just when Wu Ming and a group of generals were discussing how to improve the combat ability of soldiers alone. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, Zhao Jun had just entered Jingfeng City, of course, it was no wonder that they were all blocked, Wu Ming directly blocked all the four city gates of Jingfeng City.

Poor Zhao Jun had no choice but to use a ladder to climb the city wall first, and then open all four city gates, and at the same time throw the corpses of Zhao Jun on the city wall that had begun to decompose under the city and transport them to a farther place for burial.

After doing these things, Zhao Jun finished the chores that Wu Ming had prepared for them.

This is also a helpless move, the north of the girder is closer to such a city, if it is chosen, it will not be a threat to the girder. The army can't always live outside, after all, the city is much safer.

"This Wu Ming, it's really humiliating us, it's really hateful......" Zhao Yong, who had just settled everything, had already heard Zhao Yuan's abuse before he came to the City Lord's Mansion.

Come to think of it, this Zhao Yuan should also be suffocated.

Smiling helplessly, Zhao Yong thought about his words outside the door before walking in.

"The general's anger is really not small, but he can march to fight, and he must not be rash."

In the hall, Zhao Yuan, who was originally walking back and forth to vent, looked at others as soon as he heard Zhao Yong's voice: "Let Your Highness see and laugh, it's just that this Wei people are really hateful, putting the corpses of our soldiers on the city wall, isn't this obviously making us on fire!" ”

"Wei Jun has indeed done this matter, and the army also has a lot of opinions on this." When he said this, Zhao Yong also seemed a little helpless, but he just sighed lightly.

At this moment, Zhao Yuan's two eyes emitted a burst of light, and he suddenly asked: "Since there are many arguments in the army about this matter, then we might as well take advantage of the soldiers' hatred for the Wei people to besiege Daliang." What does Your Highness think? ”

Zhao Yuan still stared at Zhao Yong with great interest. But what Zhao Yong gave him back was a look like an idiot.

It wasn't until the smile on Zhao Yuan's face froze that Zhao Yong said word by word at this time: "Daliang is not other cities, there are still Liang confined outside the city." If you want to capture Daliang, just with our little strength, it won't be enough to send you to death! ”

"Then can you ask my king to increase his troops?" As soon as Zhao Yong's words fell, Zhao Yuan asked eagerly.

But this question made Zhao Yong a little helpless.

"The general really wants to besiege Daliang?" With a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhao Yong asked a little mysteriously.

"The last general dreams of it." Zhao Yuan also replied firmly, at least judging by his expression.

"The general can't help but think too much. Although the Wei State fell to the bottom for a while, this beam is not something that our country's troops can break through. Don't say it's a big beam, even if you have already captured more than a dozen cities, it is difficult for them to really fall into the hands of my Zhao State. ”

Why is that? Wei doesn't have many soldiers at the moment, if my king is willing to increase his troops, how can he not attack the Liang? ”

"Daliang is the capital of Wei, and the general wants the capital of the country, such a great shame, with the temperament of the King of Wei, he will definitely mobilize the power of the whole country to fight with me, and we don't need to force people to death." Looking at Zhao Yuan seriously, Zhao Yong explained slowly.

After some words, Zhao Yuan seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand, but he still nodded, and then asked: "Then why can't these cities that our army has captured be included in my Zhao country, if not, why should I spend so much national strength!" ”

"If I, Zhao Guo, want to swallow such a piece of land in one bite, do you think other countries will agree?"

"Haven't we spent all these days in vain?" When he asked this, Zhao Yuan's whole person almost jumped up.

However, at this time, Zhao Yong just quietly tidied up his clothes, and then found a place to sit down and said meaningfully: "This is why I want to be in the beam." ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Yong paused, stretched out his hand to Zhao Yuanli and said, "The general has also worked hard for a long time, so it's better not to be impatient." Sit down, let's talk slowly. ”

……

On a wide avenue in Jeongseong, South Korea.

The servants were diligently sweeping away the snow that had covered their calves.

The snow from a cart was pressed into the carriage, and it was slowly pushed or pulled out of the city gate by two or three men.

Near noon, the Wang Yuan that Han Zhaohou was riding slowly drove in the direction of the ancestral hall along the road cleared by these servants.

Since he got sick that night, Han Zhaohou's whole person has been sluggish, and his expression has not been a little worse, and he was originally a king who was alive and well, but at this time, in addition to wearing luxurious clothes, the whole person is no different from an ordinary dying old man. And since then, Han Zhaohou has never asked about the government, and everything has been handed over to Prince Kang to control.

In addition to worshipping the heavens, there is also another divination for the recent national fortunes of South Korea.

In the ancestral hall, after all the sacrificial rituals were completed, Han Zhaohou personally asked for a sign and handed it to Wu Zhu, who was waiting aside, "It's hard work." ”

That Wu Zhu took the bamboo stick expressionlessly, and arched his hand slightly at Han Zhaohou, but he didn't speak.

Then he turned to the gods in the hall and worshiped indiscriminately, and finally looked at the bamboo sticks reverently, and finally the expression on his face sank.

When he turned to Han Zhaohou, the expression on that face was already pitch black, "Hey, your lordship, this is, the image of a great murderer-"

"What ......" was a face of expectation, but it instantly became a blanket.

"Hahaha...... Ha ha...... The image of the great murderer, the great murderer-"

After a miserable laugh, Han Zhaohou stretched out his two fingers into the air as if he was crazy, and his mouth was full of nonsense, and the whole person's expression was indescribably excited.

He lifted his legs and jogged and jumped all the way out of the temple.

The servants who were waiting outside were all panicked when they saw this. The two eunuchs followed desperately to support the king, while the rest of the servants retreated in horror.

For a while, the scene was chaotic.

"Your Majesty, Lord Wu Zhu may have taken a bad look, these days there is plenty of winter snow in my Korea, and when the snow melts in spring, it will definitely be a good harvest, how can it be a great omen......" An old eunuch shouted as he followed closely.

Who would have thought that this time it would be a great murderous phenomenon. And the last time he went out to attack Wei, he was also a big murderer. Perhaps it was the failure of the Wei Dynasty that Korea lost Xincheng, which caused Han Zhaohou to be so excited.

The old eunuch who comforted him only knew about the "Ruixue Trillion Year", but he didn't know that at this time, there were more and more victims in South Korea, and Prince Kang had secretly set up a refugee camp in this Zhengcheng, where there were all homeless people whose houses collapsed due to excessive snow.