As soon as the words fell, Zhou Shiren also came from outside.

Hearing this, a little anger immediately appeared in his eyes: "No wonder these people want to fight with us, it turns out that the grain and grass in the city are burned, and there is no way out, so they have to gamble with their lives." ”

Compared with Jun Chen's full of blood, Shen An and Zhou Shiren are almost spotless, as the strategists of the army, they are protected in the center of the army, and in the layers of protection, the enemy army can't even touch the corners of their clothes.

After saying this, Zhou Shiren bowed to Jun Chen, who was in his hand, and then sat down on the chair next to him without any appearance, and beckoned Shen Cong'an to sit down together.

After sitting down, Shen Cong'an said: "This time, the Liang army left behind in the city of Yizhou by the Liang Kingdom was almost completely annihilated, which can be described as a great victory. ”

Hearing this, Jun Chen, who was originally recuperating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and said lightly: "Whether it is a big victory or not, wait for the commanders to report it first." ”

An hour later, the left and right forwards led the commanders of the army.

After a little exchange, one of the commanders, who was strong and had a scar on his face, got up and replied: "General, in this battle, the general killed more than 47,000 people, our army killed more than 6,000 people, slightly injured more than 11,000 people, and seriously injured more than 1,000 people. ”

According to this record, it is indeed a big victory.

And now all this is thanks to the fire that preceded it.

Under the wanton fire oil, the flames swallowed half of Yiju City, and in the absence of emergency, the Liang army was caught off guard, and when they went out of the city to face the battle, most of them had patches of burns on their bodies.

Of the more than 47,000 Liang soldiers who died in the battle, thousands of them died in the fire.

However, even so, this achievement is proud enough, no matter what is placed in the army of any country, it is a miracle that can only be looked up to.

Jun Chen was silent for a while, and then said loudly: "According to the usual practice, the soldiers who died in battle will be counted in the register, and a messenger will be sent back to the yamen to make up for and comfort their families. ”

"Seriously injured stay in the city for treatment, and accompany minor injuries, immediately start to reorganize the army in Yizhou City, and after a day, continue to move forward, follow this road, and go straight to the capital of Liangguo!"

A cold voice sounded in the room, and when they heard this, everyone subconsciously straightened their backs and followed the military order without any hesitation.

It was night, in the newly conquered city of Uiju, there was no cheering, no crying.

Everything was normal, with tens of thousands of soldiers sleeping outside the city, and wounded soldiers sleeping all over the city as if nothing had happened.

Only the smell of burning, which lingered on the tip of the nose for a long time, and the scorched earth on the other side of the river, reminded me of what a great battle had been experienced during the day.

After another war, when most people were asleep, Jun Chen stood on the roof of the City Lord's Mansion with his hands in his hands, facing the cool wind in the night, looking at the scorched area and being silent for a long time.

Behind him, Shen Cong'an and Zhou Shiren wasted their strength before they climbed up.

With the sound of 'hum hum' breathing, the sound of the tiles being turned over sounded, and Zhou Shiren's complaint also sounded: "I know that our light skills are not good, why do you want to deliberately toss us, I am soft-handed, don't fall down." ”

Not far away, Shen Cong'an seemed to pull him, and smiled helplessly: "It's not good that you are not me, don't pull me into the water together." ”

After finishing speaking, the two of them completely stood firmly on the roof.

Soon after, Junchen was gently patted on the shoulder, and someone laughed out of tune behind him.

"Don't say it, in the middle of the night, the general's red clothes and the cold moonlight really have a bit of a lonely ghost,"

"What lonely ghost, can you say something nice in this mouth?"

Hearing their voices, Jun Chen, who was immersed in his thoughts, slowly came back to his senses, turned to look at the two who were already sitting on the roof, and his tone was a little impatient.

Immediately, he kicked Zhou Shiren on the thigh accurately.

"The army has a day's rest, and now the journey is still far away, why don't you go to rest?"

After being kicked like this, Zhou Shiren exhaled exaggeratedly, and when he noticed that no one was paying attention to him, he touched his nose stupidly, and glanced at the general who was even more ruthless than before.

"It's not because the general doesn't sleep at night, standing on the roof blowing a cool breeze, blowing away my dreams, and I can't sleep at all."

As soon as these words came out, compared with Zhou Shiren's wailing and complaints, Shen Cong'an raised a jar of wine from the side and asked, "Does the general want to drink?" ”

The wine stopper was opened, and the tempting aroma of wine immediately dispersed, and Zhou Shiren, who was hooked, shouted, and couldn't help but reach out and grab it: "Shen Cong'an, where did you kid steal the wine from?!" ”

"It's not stealing, it's taking."

Even at this time, Shen Cong'an still patiently corrected Zhou Shiren's words.

"I found the wine from the cellar in the back kitchen of the City Lord's Mansion, and I smelled it pretty good, and I thought the general might need it, so I took it out."

Hearing this, Zhou Shiren took a deep breath: "Is there anything else in the cellar?" ”

"There are quite a few."

"Wow, wow, wow!"

In the excitement, Zhou Shiren let out a strange scream, and then smashed his mouth regretfully, and re-plugged the wine stopper: "Forget it, let's wait for the day of the big victory, let's open the bar again." ”

Shen Cong'an raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "You don't drink?" ”

Hearing this, Zhou Shiren rolled his eyes and said indignantly: "You and I are stupid, it is against military rules to drink alcohol while marching and fighting, I think you just want to take the opportunity to exploit my Yulu!" ”

Shen Cong'an reminded: "Rest in the city tomorrow." ”

"That's not going to happen." Zhou Shiren refused very decisively, and Zhen Zhen said: "What if those Liang soldiers think that Yizhou City can't be lost, and then fight back?" ”

"You're thinking too much." Shen Cong'an was speechless, shook his head and sighed: "If they really think that Yizhou City can't be lost, they won't send reinforcements for so long." ”

"Don't say it, if you can't drink it, you can't drink it, no matter how much you persuade it, it's useless."

Seeing that the person in front of him firmly rejected the temptation of fine wine, Shen Cong'an sighed regretfully, and then turned his gaze to Junchen who was fighting in front: "The general doesn't drink either?" ”

Jun Chen shook his head slowly.

When marching to war, his addiction to alcohol never appears.

After all, only by staying in the most sober state can we successfully survive one war after another.

Seeing that both of them rejected their kindness, Shen Cong'an sighed again, pretending to regret it: "Okay, since neither of you drinks, then I will have to enjoy it alone." ”

After that, he really lifted the wine cork and took two sips directly into the wine jar.

At the end, he wiped his mouth and was happy: "Happy! ”

Suddenly, Zhou Shiren accused him with resentment: "Crazy! ”

Shen Cong'an is an exception to the ban on alcohol in the military.

Not only is he not drunk for a thousand glasses, but he will become more sober the more he drinks.

In the Junmen, there are many schemes that he came up with after drinking, and they are extremely effective in actual combat.

The smell of wine lingered in his nose and refused to dissipate, Junchen pinched his eyebrows with a headache, and no longer cared about them gags on the roof, and jumped down.

His voice could still be heard in the distance.

"If you like to blow the cold wind, continue to blow, and General Ben has gone to rest."

After waiting for someone to leave, Zhou Shiren suddenly reacted and said in a daze: "Didn't we climb up for him?" Now how did he go? ”

Just before he was still looking sad, how did he recover his vitality so quickly and easily, and left the two of them on the roof?

Hearing this, Shen Cong'an took another sip of wine slowly: "I guess I was stimulated too much." ”

Zhou Shiren still couldn't react: "What stimulus? ”

"Wine." Shen Cong'an shook the wine jar in his hand and smiled very happily: "The general wants to drink, but as the commander in the army, he can't set this precedent, and he can't be tempted, so naturally he can only escape and leave temporarily." ”

Zhou Shiren looked at Shen Cong'an with neurotic eyes: "Inexplicable." ”

Shen Cong'an nodded in agreement: "I also think the general is a little inexplicable." ”

"I mean, you're boring enough to climb the roof with a wine jar on the roof at night." Zhou Shiren rolled his eyes again, got up and slowly climbed down from the position he had climbed up from.

While crawling, he said: "Drinking hurts your body, even if you don't get drunk, you still drink less." ”

"Okay."

After the words fell, Shen Cong'an put the wine jar aside, jumped lightly from the roof by himself, and landed safely.

……

The deserted city has been supporting for two months.

The 20,000 Yan troops in the city are now only more than 15,000 people left.

In the past two months, they have experienced countless small battles, almost all of the surrounding small tribes, and gradually beat the reputation of the deserted city.

Let many people know about the existence of the deserted city, and then send people to provoke one after another, wanting to find out the details of this city.

Yes, the people in this city, from Qi Changrong to the husband, have all changed into the costumes of the barbarian tribe.

Confusing the line of sight, it makes it unclear whether the people inside are from the grassland or the Central Plains.

On September 17, another fierce battle ended.

Listening to the enemies who fled and left, Wei Heng gasped slightly, and the skilled enemies who were not yet dead made up for it, and then made a fire pit to burn it to the ground.

From start to finish, the movements are skillful and crisp.

In those two months, he has been on the battlefield more times than he has been in the army in the past few years.

Even though it was a small battle every time, it was enough to make him tense his skin.

At the beginning, every time someone provoked, Qi Changrong would sit on the city wall and watch all this as if she was watching a play, but it wasn't until later, when she couldn't see any new tricks, she was also full of interest and bored.

After returning to the city, Chi An patted Wei Heng's shoulder, looked at the little general in front of him who had already taken off his childishness, and his eyes were a little relieved: "General Wei, you did a good job." ”

In this battle, three hundred against three hundred.

Although there were no big casualties, the enemy army was defeated, which was enough to see Wei Heng's progress.