Eventually, the day-long battle ended as the sun set, and when Earl Jon Clinton's Chinese army sounded the call to strike the battle, the remnants of more than 800 siege troops ran back as if they had been pardoned, and they did not want to stay in the city for a second.

As siege soldiers, it's the worst and most dangerous profession in the world, and God knows if the defenders at the head of the city will throw some mess down on a whim, and they must always watch their heads.

And that's not all, they can't forget their feet, because there are abandoned swords on the ground, broken spears, or feathered arrows from the head of the city (shè) or even stones thrown down from the head of the city, these things are all deadly things, even if it is just a small wound that will affect the movement to some extent, if the wound of "luck is bursting and winning the jackpot" is infected, then it will be directly whining and lamenting.

I don't think anyone wants to report to God, or Hades, or the Grim Reaper by describing their death like this: "I tripped over a corpse (stone) on the battlefield, and then I just fell on a broken spear, and the spearhead pierced my throat, and I died of blood loss!" Or "I fell on a rusty sword, the blade of which cut through my skin, leaving a small wound, and I died of an infection." "I'm afraid that this way of dying can kill a person with laughter!

Earl Jon Clinton looked at Shitang Town in the distance under the twilight sun, and let out a long sigh, "40,000 people! 40,000 people! 40,000 people can't take a small city with only a thousand garrisons! "That low wall seems to have become an impenetrable barrier for the king's army.

This is not unreasonable, making siege equipment is not a simple matter, without enough siege equipment, it is impossible to invest enough troops to fight, which means that the numerical advantage of the royal army cannot be brought into play.

In addition to giving orders to the craftsmen to rush to the siege equipment overnight, Earl Jon Clinton also planned to send more scouts to find out the state of the fortifications in Shitang Town.

In addition, Earl Jon Clinton also needs to have a serious problem (cāo), that is, supplies, the king's army is 40,000 men! Every day people eat horses and chew an astronomical amount, and the food they bring is enough.

The question is what to do with cooking? Where to find firewood? Cooking classes are not popular in these days! Most armies solve these problems through the lord's own servants, but Earl Jon Clinton can't remember how long it has been since he returned to Vulten's Nest.

Another question arises, even if there is food, where to put it? Where should the 40,000 army stay at night? All the craftsmen were sent by him to make siege equipment, so much so that until now, Wang Lingjun had only set up a few large tents and a simple fence outside! Remove the one I live in now, plus two more for food, and the last few will be used for the wounded. The rest of the soldiers can only be used for the earth (chuáng)!

That's why it's hard to be in charge! It's even harder to be a home of 40,000 people! These problems alone are enough to keep the patriarch of Earl Jon Clinton busy!

At this time, in Shitang Town, Robert and Han Xing were planning their next step. Han Xing looked at the map of Shitang Town on the table, didn't he paced to the window to look at the camp of Wang Junjun in the distance, and then sighed heavily from time to time, "Alas~~".

Robert sat at the table, bored as he watched Han Xing wander there, as if he was a wolf who hadn't eaten at four o'clock in the afternoon. Robert propped his head in his left hand, also meditating. If you've ever tried that feeling of being stuck at home and unable to get out of the house, you'll be as restless as he is!

"We can't sit still, the Tully's reinforcements don't know when they'll arrive!" Han Xing spoke.

"Hanschel, I beg you, don't shake, my head is dizzy!" Robert hugged his head with a headache on his face.

"Oh, our Grand Duke Robert isn't just afraid of pain now? Is there more symptoms of fainting blood? How are you going to go to the battlefield now! Han Xingwu (qíng) teased Robert.

"I think we should go out of the city, right? If you stay in the city all the time, you will suffocate sooner or later! Robert said with a straight face, and then he came to the window, pointed to the king's army sleeping in the wilderness outside, and said to Han Xin: "Look, they are defenseless at all!" Still eating there! Rushing out now is sure to make them look good! ”

"What are you kidding! The king's army is full of 40,000 people! What's more, by the time more than 14,000 of us rushed out of the city to set up a position, we should have been spotted on the other side. Han Xing persuaded.

"Then don't put on a position! I led the knights straight over and caught them off guard! Robert said nonchalantly. Frankly, Robert's tactics were not undesirable, and in fact, if they had waited until evening or dawn for a night attack, they might have been able to do it all.

"No, Robert, you're the commander of the army, and you still have Lyanna waiting for you to rescue!" Han Xing immediately dissuaded, and Robert was slightly stunned for a moment when he heard Lyanna, then nodded with difficulty and sat down silently. If there were any cigarettes in this year, Robert would definitely have one at this time!

Robert's plan was not impossible, the problem was that there was no need for Robert's army to do so, because their advantage was that the number of troops was not exposed. That is to say, until now, Jon Clinton has not found that his opponents are tens of thousands. What's more, the reinforcements of the Tully family will arrive soon, as long as you take this opportunity to contain Jon Clinton, when the time comes, it will be a center to blossom, and the inside and outside will not be a dream, and it will not be a dream to defeat or even completely annihilate the royal army at that time, so why take such a risk?

This is the core idea of war: don't take unnecessary risks! What's more, once the royal army reacts and entangles Robert's commandos, Robert is likely to be defeated and eventually dismounted by them. If Robert is caught, the battle will be over!

However, this gave Han Xing an idea, "Night attack? That's right, night raids! It's just that instead of the whole army pressing up, it's playing small-scale troops (sāo) to disturb them, since the king's army is defenseless, why not send a small-scale army to attack them? If you are lucky, you can burn their food, or even directly lead to the bombing of the camp; Even if you can't do this, you can make the enemy army (shēn) tired through constant nuisance! Anyway, you don't have any losses! ”

"Robert, let people prepare horses, I'm going to go to the night attack myself!" Han Xing said excitedly, and Robert looked at him in confusion as he was still persuading himself not to be impulsive, but suddenly he was going to attack at night! "What nerves does he have? said that I was impulsive, but I didn't expect him to be more impulsive than me! ”

"Hanschel, didn't you just tell me not to be impulsive? I just let go of this idea, why did you still pick it up? Robert looked at Han Xing with a concerned face, stepped forward and touched Han Xing's forehead, and then muttered, "No fever!" ”

Han Xing came to Robert's ear and told Robert about his plan, Robert's face was happy when he heard it, and he held back a wicked smile, but he was worried: "Why don't I go with you?" ”

Han Xing shook his head, "You are the commander of the army, if there is a three-long and two-short, our battle for half a year will be in vain!" ”

"Then you can say it! How many people do you want? Why don't I give you all the knights? Robert asked.

"No, I don't want any!" Han Xing said with a smile, and Robert was dumbfounded, "Are you sure?" What can you do alone? Han Xing waved his hand and said: "Even if I give all the knights, it will only add to the burden, and it will be easy to be discovered by the enemy when the time comes, and the mountain people have their own clever plans!" Han Xing left Robert with an "unfathomable" smile. At least that's what he thinks.

Han Xing slipped out of Shitang Town by himself through the side gate, and then made a detour all the way back to the forest behind the camp where Wang led the army. That's right, this is Han Xing's plan, he unknowingly released the zombie army, which will definitely make Wang Lingjun look good.

The only fly in the ointment is that the zombie army cannot expand its establishment by scratching and biting in addition to being fearless of death, which can be regarded as a kind of suppression of Han Xing by space! After all, if Han Xing could spread the T virus everywhere, then the task would be too easy!

Han Xing didn't plan to use the "Devil Terminator", but just summoned hundreds of ordinary zombies, and Han Xing had a bad taste of dousing them all with gasoline beforehand.

Then Han Xing quietly waited for the opportunity to release them as a surprise to Wang Lingjun.

At this time, (ài) Red was cooking food on the campfire, and the pot used for cooking was his helmet, but fortunately, as a lightly wounded man, he was still able to perform most of the life activities. In his pot there are a few slices of smoked (ròu), some cabbage, a few carrots rising and falling in the soup.

In his hands is half a hard and dry bread of black bread, which is black because it contains a lot of wheat bran (similar to rice bran, a wrapping of wheat grains) instead of flour, and because of the dust that has been contaminated during processing and the quality of the water in the dough is not up to par with too many impurities, his bread is not particularly edible (yù) in both looks and tastes.

The black bread was as rough as a stone to the touch, and even the hardness and weight were comparable to that of a stone, in fact, (ài) Red even suspected that it actually contained stones! After all, when grinding the surface, it is quite possible that the sand and gravel particles on the stone grinding will be mixed in it.

As for the smell, it is a bit like the sour smell of freshly taken off socks, because the bread is fermented without adding alkali (xìng) substances for neutralization, but what the people of Westeros don't know is that adding plant ash can achieve the effect of neutralizing acid (xìng), which is simple and cheap. And because the fermentation is not in place, this black bread is unusually firm, and its taste and "fluffy" are basically antonyms.

It takes half a life to eat, not only hard to death, but also unusually rough, as if chewing cardboard, when chewing, you can feel your teeth chewing sand or stones from time to time, making a "click" sound, the larger ones can also be spit out, and the smaller ones have to be taken in full.

The only way to deal with this bread is to throw it! Forehead! Of course, this is the solution of modern people.

For (ài) Rhett, just kidding, how could it be thrown? It was his dinner, not to mention that as a child growing up in the slums, he had eaten worse food. So the only way he could handle the bread was to dip it in the soup.