I'm afraid that Xijon is also in this situation, so he will be willing to attack Mize far away.

After asking about Xirong's troops, Manqinghuan ordered 10,000 soldiers and horses to go to Mize.

The signal soldier was puzzled, "Xirong has 30,000 soldiers, and the general only orders 15,000 soldiers and horses?" ”

Is this to save people or to be sent to be beaten?

"That's enough!"

This is said to be very arrogant, but in fact, no more soldiers and horses can be sent.

In terms of warfare, the ancients liked to brag, saying that they had 100,000 soldiers and horses, and only 50,000 or 60,000 could go to the battlefield.

Just these 50,000 or 60,000 people were assigned to various cantonment points, and those who could be pulled out and could go directly were only 15,000 people.

As for the remaining men and horses that the mighty general beats, doesn't Blackwater City need manpower?

On the way to Mirze, Manqinghuan suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

"Stop!"

Everyone doesn't know why, you look at me, I look at you.

"General Misawa is still waiting for the army to be rescued, what's wrong with you?"

Although Man Qinghuan proved that his training methods were better, the mighty general didn't know why he didn't like the girl.

"How far is it from Xinjin?"

The girl's gaze looked into the distance and asked.

"It's not very far, about a day's journey."

Although not very happy, the mighty general had to answer.

The girl shook the reins of the horse, "General Xiaowu took five thousand people to Medium, and the rest went to Xinjin with me, I have a hunch that Mediumze is just a disguise, and the real intention of the Xirong people is in Xinjin." ”

The mighty general scoffed.

"General, can we be down-to-earth? Misawa is besieged by Tuan Tuan, waiting to be rescued, but why do you have a premonition that you want to rush to Xinjin? ”

The mighty general was heartbroken.

"Little girl, it's not the girl's embroidery to fight, I think of one is one out."

The girl didn't explain much, only said one sentence.

"This is a military order."

Military orders are like mountains.

The mighty general had to follow, but he made up his mind and wrote a note to the emperor when he returned.

What kind of general is this, it's too child's fun to fight, and when I think of a play, I don't take human life seriously at all.

"General, are you thinking about it carefully?"

General Fuyuan is not calm anymore, although they surrender to the force value of the girl, but the force value does not represent a smart mind.

There are more people who are simple-minded and powerful like bulls.

Although their petite generals do not conform to the setting of those who are as powerful as cattle and have a burly body.

And after all, fighting a war is a big deal, how can it only be based on hunch?

What is a hunch? Invisible and intangible.

Man Qinghuan couldn't explain it to them.

Based on her many dealings with the Xijon people in her previous life, she could sense that this battle of Mizer was a trap.

The real intention of the Xijon people is in Xinjin.

"I have a hunch that I won't be wrong, General Xiaowu will go to Mirze, and the others will follow me through Xinjin."

"General......

Others are yet to be advised.

The girl made a final decision, "That's it." ”

The black lines on the heads of the generals fell straight down.

I have never seen such a stubborn general.

Spit and complain, and the military order has to be listened to.

It was the generals who felt particularly aggrieved, and this was too nonsense.

This is a war, it's like a child playing at home.

"General, why don't you bring another 3,000 men and horses to support General Xiaowu?"

General Mingwei said it mildly.

"No, five thousand people are enough!"

Everyone: "......"

Well, you're a general, you have the final say.

I secretly prayed in my heart that the Xijon people's brains were short-circuited, as the general wished.

It's just that it's almost impossible.

No, not almost, is simply not possible.

The generals can't wait to have an extra pair of legs, so that they can run fast and rush to Xinjin as soon as possible, and then they still have time to rush back to decipher Zewei.

Then as they walked, the closer they got to Xinjin, the generals gradually felt that something was wrong.

There were many more marks on the ground.

Could it be that their great general has special abilities?

What they have a premonition or not, they don't believe.

Or is the specific function more reliable.

How else can all this be explained?

As the sun sets, smoke rises from the rooftops of every house.

After a day's work, people carry hoes and return to their families to eat.

At this time, the Xijon soldiers who appeared out of nowhere suddenly besieged the city.

In the palace, Lord Yin had just picked up his rice bowl, and the people below came to report that the Xirong soldiers were besieging the city.

Lord Fu Yin didn't believe it.

What are you kidding, Xinjin is a peaceful Xirong people.

"My lord, really, I don't believe you go up to the castle tower to have a look."

Only then did Lord Fu Yin become cautious, drop the bowl and pick up the official hat and walk out.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and go to the general to discuss countermeasures. ”

The general who got the news over there had already gone up to the city tower, and Lord Fu Yin chased all the way to the city tower, and saw the black oppression under the city at a glance.

The first reaction was to rejoice.

Glad the Xijon people came at a bad time.

As the sun sets, the tired birds return home.

Fortunately, the people who had gone out of the city to work had already returned to the city.

If this is the morning when the gates are wide open and the people are pouring out of the city......

Lord Fu Yin didn't dare to imagine it.

wiped it, and the sweat on his forehead instantly appeared.

Lord Fu Yin found the general who guarded the city.

If you don't look for it, you can't find it, Xinjin is not a fortress, and there are not many soldiers in the city, only more than 5,000 people.

Of course, this number is already a lot compared to the sergeants in each village, but it is not much compared to the black pressure under the city.

Too little!

It doesn't feel like it's enough to stuff people's teeth.

These Xirong barbarians, so many fortresses can't go, but they come to Xinjin.

What else can the defending general do but defend the city?

People won't give you a way out to find help, okay?

Lord Fu Yin wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked down the city wall.

Fighting a war is the business of the general who guards the city, and as the lord of the palace, his duty is to pacify the people and maintain order in the streets.

Don't fight before the war starts, the city has become a pot of porridge by itself.

The shouting and killing outside the city shook the sky.

The arrows on the walls of the city fell like locusts.

His subordinates carried siege ladders with shields on their heads, and from time to time they were shot by arrows, and they still surged forward like locusts.

Half an hour later, the ladder was erected on the wall.

"There are too many Xirong soldiers under the general's city, and our arrows are almost gone, what should we do?"

The general who defended the city wiped the sweat from his head and his eyes fell on the city walls.

"Find someone to bring up the pile of stones below, and find me a few death squads to find a way to break out of the city and move reinforcements."

In fact, the general who defended the city also knew that even if the death squad successfully rushed out of the city to move to the rescue.

They don't know if they'll make it to that point.

The nearest town is also half a day away.

And their weapons simply don't hold out for that long.

But it's better to have hope than no hope.

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