Out of the corner of his eye, seeing that he had finally eaten dinner, Zhou Shiren couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, this master had the overall situation in his heart and didn't drill the horns at such a time, otherwise he really didn't know how to deal with it.

At this time, Junchen put down the porridge bowl, raised his eyes and looked around, and after a while, he didn't find the person he was looking for, so he asked, "Where did Cong'an go?" ”

"Tomorrow is attacking the city, that guy is staying with the vanguard army, saying that he wants to teach them experience."

Zhou Shiren hugged the bowl, drank a large mouthful of porridge comfortably, took a bite of the soaked dry food cake, and replied casually: "That guy can count the number of times he has been to the battlefield on one hand, I really don't know what experience he wants to teach the veteran vanguard army, don't mistake others." ”

"He's measured." Jun Chen replied lightly, got up and rushed to the camp where the vanguard army was.

Zhou Shiren, who was sitting on the ground behind him, looked blankly: "What is the general going to do?" ”

"Teach siege experience."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Shiren couldn't sit still at all, and he didn't even have time to speak, so he hurriedly finished eating in a few gulps, and then put the bowl aside and followed without ambiguity.

Shen Cong'an is a strategist, and his experience can never be practiced as a joke.

But the general is not ordinary, the general's experience is accumulated after countless battles, and almost every word is full of blood, which can be described as a golden and jade good word.

Don't listen to it.

……

The next day, the hour.

After breakfast, Junmenzhi opened his aura and rushed to the towering and impregnable city wall in the distance step by step.

Junchen sat on the catapult until the city wall came within throwable range, and then stopped not far from the city wall.

He narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at the commotion in the city.

Since Pang Lu died in battle, the military headquarters of this Liang country has also lost the ability to support at the root.

The reason why these people in front of them can still hold their positions is only because behind them, they are guarding the country and their families.

But......

Their defense, thin as a piece of paper, can be completely pierced anytime and anywhere.

Junchen didn't want to use such a rough method.

However, at the moment, he really can't delay for half a moment.

After thinking about it, Junchen lowered his eyes and slowly raised his hand in the abuse of the soldiers in Yizhou.

Several catapults behind him immediately made a gesture of preparation, placing jars of fire oil in the catapults.

Seeing him behave like this, the general of Yizhou didn't know what he thought, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly ordered in a loud voice: "Archers prepare!" They must not be allowed to throw the contents of their catapults into the city—"

His orders were slow in the end.

At the moment when the words fell, several catapults moved almost simultaneously, and several jars of fire oil smashed on the city wall and fell behind the city wall.

There were several sounds of 'bang', and the sound of the oil jar shattering was endless.

The pungent smell of oil came into the nasal cavity, and the general of Yiju quickly guessed the siege method on the opposite side, and after visually measuring the distance between the army and the city wall in the distance, he held up the stone pillar in front of him and laughed, and mocked endlessly:

"Junchen, don't you think that all the archers in your army have infinite arm strength and can send Martian into my Yizhou City from such a distance, right?"

Catapults are different from human arm strength, catapults can throw such long distances, but bows and arrows may not have such a long range.

If they want to throw Martian into the city of Uiju, they will definitely be one step closer, and if they dare to step any further, the bows and arrows in the city will surely shoot them into a hornet's nest.

The indescribable excitement in the hearts of the Yizhou generals reminded them of the tragic lessons of the previous defeats and the loss of several cities one after another, and finally did not dare to say it too satisfactorily.

Surprisingly, after throwing the oil and oil, there was no movement in the Junmen in the distance.

Even so, the general of Yizhou still did not dare to relax his mind, and stared nervously into the distance for half a minute, not daring to make a mistake.

It is really that they have suffered too many losses in Junmen, so that now they are no different from the frightened birds, once the other party makes any moves, they will definitely tense their nerves and prepare to usher in one fierce battle after another.

For a long time, the two sides confronted each other from afar.

Under the scorching sun, a drop of cold sweat slipped on the forehead of the soldiers of Yizhou, and he asked the general beside him: "General, it is clear that the troops have come to the city, but the Junmen is still holding the army, what are they waiting for?" ”

What are you waiting for?

The general of Yiju could not guess either.

However, soon, he knew what Junchen was waiting for.

The September wind is still dry.

As the gale struck, watching countless flaming arrows appear with the wind, the pupils of the general of Yiju suddenly shrank into a pinpoint like a needle, and he roared and ordered: "Climb down!" Get out of the way! He is waiting for the wind, and he will take advantage of the wind to attack the city! ”

As the words fell, the burning sensation in the wind became more and more obvious, and in an instant, the arrows with flames fell on the city and into the heaps of fire oil below the city.

A few unlucky ones not only had fire oil splashed on their bodies, but were also pierced by arrows from afar.

The whole person immediately burned, and even more affected the soldiers beside him in the painful screams.

Suddenly, a fire rose up.

In the depths of Junchen's eyes, the fiery red of Yizhou City was reflected.

Seeing this scene, Shen Cong'an, who was traveling with the army, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, feeling the wind passing by his ears, and there was obviously a bit of tenderness in his eyes.

"This wind is strong enough."

The fire rises with the wind, and the arrows come with the wind.

The September day was dry, and a fire with the wind was enough to completely burn the iron wall in front of you.

Hearing this, Junchen stepped off the catapult and returned to the front of the formation.

He moved his neck, only a few clicks, and he was already gripping his weapon, a red tassel gun.

"Prepare to meet the enemy."

As soon as these words came out, the guards who were guarding them immediately conveyed them to the army.

For a time, the atmosphere in the army was even more condensed.

With the help of fire oil, the fire in the city of Uiju was almost impossible to extinguish.

In a desperate situation, no one will think of waiting for death, and the people of the city will try everything to find a way to survive.

The rest is a desperate fight.

Because, fearing that if they did nothing, the gates made of solid wood would soon be burned down.

Eventually, it will be a dead end.

Soon, when it became clear that the fire could not be extinguished, the Liang army was no longer obsessed with extinguishing the fire, and in the endless screams, they rushed out of the fire angrily, each with more or less burn marks on their bodies, and rushed to their biggest enemy in the distance without fear of life and death.

The generals of the scarlet-covered city of Uiju rushed first.

Suddenly, Jun Chen tightened the reins and looked straight ahead.

Then he grabbed the horse's belly with his legs in front of him, and galloped away amid a burst of neighing.

At the moment of the battle, leaving the oncoming scimitar, the red tassel spear in his hand stabbed into the mansion of the general of Uiju City, and hung it on the tip of the spear and raised it alive.

The hot blood smashed on the cold-glowing armor, and the generals on the tip of the spear twitched unwillingly, fell to the ground from a high place, and finally died with endless hatred, becoming the unjust souls of countless horses.

In this round, the Jin army was invigorated.

The real Shura field kicked off.

or at the hands of the enemy, or under the hooves of horses, or by mistake wounded by one's own men......

The battlefield is always tragic, there will be no mercy to any of them, blood and stumps fly in all directions, the fire in the distance has spread into a skyrocket, everyone seems to be indulging in the sea of fire, seeing that the spark is about to fall on the robe and devour itself, they are not afraid of everything to seek a way to survive for themselves.

Struggles, screams, swords stabbing into the flesh.

The so-called hell is nothing more than that.

The two sides seemed to be tireless, and the battle to the death lasted for a day.

When the defense was broken and there was no way to retreat, the Liang army finally changed its previous style of fleeing in all directions, and bravely went out of the city to meet the enemy.

When the war ended, the fire in Uiju City gradually decreased, and finally it was completely extinguished.

The irresistible attack of the night, there is still a blazing feeling in the air, the red tassel gun does not know when to break, Jun Chen changed into a long sword, walked on the battlefield, and every time he passed by a corpse of the Liang army, he would make up for it with a blank face.

After soaking in blood for a long time, his boots were no longer recognizable.

The blood that splashed up again quickly merged with the previous stain.

Until he entered the gate of Yiju, his arm seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were still there, but it made people think that he could hardly lift it again.

Leaving some soldiers to clean up the battle, Junchen invaded the city, his blood-colored eyes with unfading murderous intent cut straight from the corner of the street, and when his eyes touched the char of the house in front of him, there was no emotion in his eyes.

The search-filled left striker trotted back and forth, his hoarse voice carrying a murderous aura that had not yet been retracted.

"General, the people in the city may have been evacuated a long time ago, and not too many charred corpses of the people have been found."

Junchen narrowed his eyes and looked at the house in the distance, which didn't seem to have much damage.

"What's going on?"

With such a large fire, there shouldn't be any intact buildings left in the city.

Hearing this, Zuo Qianfeng said: "My subordinates have personally gone to investigate, there is a river entrenched in the city of Yizhou, almost dividing the entire city into two, and across this river, the fire has not spread to the other side of the river. ”

As soon as these words came out, the fierceness in Jun Chen's eyes gradually receded.

After a long time, he said: "As soon as possible, the whole army will inspect the city, and after an hour, I will order the commander of the army to come and report the damage in the army." ”

The left striker immediately gave up his hand with a serious expression: "Yes!" ”

The words fell, and the Jin army scattered again.

Jun Chen held the military flag of the Jin State in his hand, walked to the crack that was burned by the fire, and it seemed that there was still a hot city wall, and he planted the flag without changing his face.

The original flag had long since been burned to ashes by the fire.

The castle lord's mansion of Uiju Castle was on the other side of the river, and it was not affected by the fire, only the mess in the mansion, the various objects scattered on the ground, and the footprints of panic, proved how panicked and embarrassed the people here were when they fled.

At this time, Shen Cong'an, who had finished cleaning up the remnants of the battlefield, walked from outside with a tired face: "The grain and grass in the city have been burned. ”