Looking at the Jairus army outside the city gate that continued to call for battle, Lin Ze suddenly realized that Jairus calling for war was not just a show of contempt for the losers, they were testing the strength of the losers' army, and it was obvious that this result made them very satisfied. If the other party is allowed to call for battle again and again and kill again and again, I am afraid that most of the soldiers in this imperial city will be killed in less than a day, and then the other party will attack the city again, how can there be enough troops to defend the city?

Lin Ze received Lin Ze's order, no matter how the enemy called for battle, he would not go out to preserve his strength. And Lin Ze has more important things, that is, he must come up with a plan that can resist the enemy.

Brute force can't compete with it, it can only be outwitted.

The enemy's weakness is his own opportunity, and the country of Jianhua is still martial, and even more so, personal force, and the level to which he will commit suicide if he loses a fight, as was the case with the former Jianhua monarch. In addition, there is a shortage of chariots and horses in the country of Jair, and most of the troops are infantry, and they are accustomed to the strategy of beheading the enemy. The most important thing for Lin Ze is that the Jairian people are born with night blindness, but they will light a series of everlasting fires at night, especially in the marching barracks. Although there are weaknesses, I can't think of a way to use them wisely for the time being.

Lin Ze recalled all the allusions of winning more with less, and perhaps it was not completely without opportunities.

Rolling logs and arrows have been carried up the towers, and some of the militia are preparing for them, while others are digging for stones in the city. Lin Ze's method of defending the city is not complicated: to prevent the siege from relying on rolling logs, boulders and arrows, and an inner urn hidden in the fire oil is set up inside the city gate, in case the city gate is broken, and the turtle in this urn can barely resist for a while.

Despite the simplicity of the strategy, there were a lot of tricks, such as the spikes of the rolling wood and the tips of the arrows either quenched with poison or impregnated with Plague bacteria, and the roof tiles were sprinkled with feces to prevent fires from being caused by the incoming stray rockets. The improved catapults, repeating archers, and long-range crossbows joined the city defense array one by one, and what Lin Ze was most concerned about was something that nearly a hundred craftsmen had made day and night—a stray fire projectile. The stray fire projectile should be said to be Lin Ze's original weapon on this Nine Kingdoms Continent, but if it is placed in modern times, it is not so fresh, it is actually a simple earth bomb.

Now, I only hope that the negative soldiers will be able to hold out until the day when the reinforcements of the overlord arrive.

The worst case did not occur on the first day, although Lin Yu came from the country of literature and art, the vicious vision that a general should have still existed, and the timing was not bad. After several calls to the battle without response, the first ruler of Jairus finally couldn't bear it, gathered a large army to prepare to attack the city in one fell swoop, just marched to a hundred meters away from the city gate, suddenly full of flying stones came out of the sky, and fell in the square of Jairus, not only smashed the deployment of the other party, but also killed many soldiers who had not charged.

The Jairian army charged three times in a row, and after experiencing the baptism of stone rain and arrow rain for half an hour, they finally stopped attacking, and the city tower of Fucheng was already covered with corpses, a blur of flesh and blood. From a distance, the group of Jianwei soldiers who attempted to attack the city collectively apologized for their sins in front of their own camp, which was what Lin Ze wanted to see the most. For the negative man, this record is good enough, nearly 10,000 people were wiped out, after Lin Ze heard the military intelligence report, he almost couldn't believe that this would be done by himself, it seems that he still underestimated the identity of this savior!

The day passed like this, and in the blink of an eye, night fell, and looking at the enemy camp burning a long flame, Lin Zefang took a breath. The Jairian people are night blind, at least they don't have to worry about them sneaking up at night, but the negative ones really don't have the ability to send troops to strangle them.

Whether there is any hope in this battle to defend the city, Lin Ze has no bottom in his heart, breaking 10,000 today, breaking 10,000 tomorrow, it sounds like it's just a superposition of numbers, but in fact, the strategic materials left in the negative box are not so optimistic, and it is only a matter of time before they run out of ammunition and food. In addition, the oak bird flying book has been released for three days, but has never come back, you know, this inconspicuous little fat bird flies extremely fast, from Fucheng to the royal city of Yubei City back and forth only one day, is it possible to be shot by the Jianwei people halfway?

After listening to Lin Ze's battle report, the monarch of the negative country picked up the candle flame with an expressionless face, and now he is the only one who personally lights the lamp in front of this hall. The palace attendants had been driven out by the king, and they were told to flee from the southeast of the city, but they spontaneously surrounded the palace, as if they wanted to use their own bodies as the last barrier to the palace.

"Father, the oak bird has not returned to pass the book to the next generation, is it ......?"

"Last night, I played chess with my father in my dream, and I won one and lost two for my father, but it's a pity, it's a pity. ”

Lin Ze's reaction was very incomprehensible to the monarch, and he obviously didn't care much about the war outside the city. The soldiers are coming to the city, the city is being restrained at any time, and the whole burden is in danger, as the king of a country, he still has the leisure to talk about the things in his dreams. Is it complete despair of the whole situation, or complete trust in the son, or is it some kind of detachment that sees through everything?

"The matter of overpowering reinforcements ......"

"It is the Father's own arrangement. ”

After that, before the monarch left the palace leisurely, the indifference was like a known destiny, it was hard to imagine that he broke through a hundred armies with one manpower, and he probably was deified by the market.

Lin Ze lit the candle alone and sat in the main hall to keep vigil, Mu Tuo was standing beside him, but he was snoring like thunder, and everyone was too tired. In fact, Lin Ze is not a vigil, he just can't sleep.

Suddenly, Lin Ze took out the basket flower and wooden hairpin hidden in his arms, and some self-deprecation occurred in his heart. The monarch may never know how correct the "deep love and longevity" he taught is now in Lin Ze's opinion, if it weren't for that silk letter, if it weren't for the sky lantern, he, His Royal Highness the Prince, would have already fled to nowhere, how could he stand at the head of the city and scold Fang Qiu. It can be seen that he does have love in his heart, from small love to ...... He still hasn't figured out what kind of feelings this is, in short, he chose to stay and practice his words, and this undoubtedly makes him closer to death day by day, how can he have "longevity"?

Thinking about everything he had experienced in the past half a month, Lin Ze felt incredible. Having escaped the death penalty and the plane crash, he had just "given birth" to become the prince of a country, but he had to face this catastrophe of destroying the country, could it be that this is the mission that Z said? This is the responsibility that he, the savior, must bear? If he had known that it was so dangerous, I am afraid, it would have been better to die in prison at that time.

Looking at the flickering candle flame, Lin Ze couldn't help but sigh deeply. It's just that before this breath can be heard, suddenly a flash of inspiration seems to have come up with some good idea.

Lin Ze hurriedly put on his clothes and prepared to rush to the city tower, but saw that Mu Tuo was still asleep.

"Mu Tuo, don't sleep! Hurry up and prepare the carriage and go to see Lin Yu!"

Obviously, Mu Tuo had not completely woken up from the dream, and Lin Ze flew up with a kick to wake up Mu Tuo, who was still drowsy. The two of them rushed to the city tower by car, and in less than half an hour, Lin Ze's mind never stopped.

The large army of Jairian is facing the north of the Imperial City, hoarding the plain, the plain is easy to march, hundreds of thousands of infantry are pouring in, and the supply of grain and grass is bound to be huge. There are few soldiers, there is no chance of winning in the plains, and the people are blind at night, and although the everlasting fire is set off at the camp, the air is still pitch black. This night sky gave Lin Ze some room to play, and he decided to burn the grain and grass library at night!

Lin Ze's plan has a price, no one knows where Jairus's grain and grass are hoarded, what he needs is a light cavalry dead soldier to go deep into Jairus's military camp, pretending to attack the grain and grass storehouse, Jairus's army will immediately send people to reinforce the grain and grass storehouse, and the place where the fire is most concentrated must be the target, at this time, the wooden kite dead soldier carrying the stray fire projectile in the night sky can throw fire at the target. If this plan is successful, it will definitely cause instability within the Jianwei army, and then on the frontal battlefield, the country with the negative position will have a greater room for maneuver.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, the first redundancy finally returned, and there was a glimmer of hope on the originally solemn face.

"Your Highness the Nineth, a thousand light cavalry dead soldiers have been assembled, and five wooden kites are on order at any time, please give your Royal Highness an order!"

The sound of horses' hooves behind him became closer and closer, looking at those cavalrymen with a resolute face and looking at death, a trace of sadness flashed in Lin Ze's eyes. It is almost impossible for them to come back alive, although the cavalry can restrain the infantry, but deep into the enemy camp of more than 100,000 troops, death is only a matter of the world. Although the wooden kite drops bombs in the air, but once it is ignited, it will reveal its position, and the Jairian soldiers will definitely shoot it with rockets.

Of course not, it's just that they would rather die a glorious death on the battlefield in exchange for the possibility of a one-time life in the country of the Negative Clan, this is the fate of the soldiers, and they have had this consciousness since the moment they were in the army.

Lin Ze and Lin Yu carried wine to see off the dead soldiers, a bowl into the soul, Lin Yu hummed and sang the ode to the country of the dead, and the dead soldiers followed in a low voice, their voices were like bells, and their intentions were like complaints. Under the firelight, Lin Ze only felt like a world away, and involuntarily shed two lines of tears. A poem sprung up in Lin Ze's mind, and in the face of this situation, he blurted out.

"Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat. ”

Obviously, this is a poem that does not belong to this time and space, but the spirit is enough to be understood by everyone, and the dead soldiers instantly resisted as if they had opened their magical powers, as if in their eyes, Lin Ze, it should be said that nine and a half, is their spiritual pillar, the hero of the entire negative body, and they are willing to sacrifice everything for this.

"Let's go!"

Lin Ze gave an order, the side door of the city tower was opened, and the light cavalry dead soldiers poured out of the city, and the wooden kite dead soldiers also rose into the air and went straight to the Jianwei military camp. Lin Ze stood on top of the city tower, looking at the large area of everlasting fire surging in the darkness from a distance, his hands nervously clenched into fists, and there was a faint friction sound from the place where his teeth were placed.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the Jairian barracks suddenly became chaotic, and a group of light horsemen marched straight into the barracks, and after grabbing the torches in the camp, they shouted the slogan of "setting fire to the grain" and rode their horses around. These Jairian soldiers, who had already carved the words "invincible" into their bones and blood, were stunned: Could it be that this group of negative cavalry is crazy? Before we have yet to attack, they dare to attack and set fire to grain and grass? They dare to provoke in such a way, and you will definitely not come back!

Jairus will be the first foot of the thunder in an instant, immediately sent people to protect the grain and grass storehouse, the rest of the Jairus soldiers also took up arms, angrily pounced on the negative cavalry, wave after wave of Jianwei soldiers quickly assembled the team, and this negative cavalry came to send the death of the short hand. However, what they didn't know was that the dead wooden kite in the air was already in place, and seeing that a fire suddenly condensed in the Jianwei military camp, the wooden kite squad expected that this must be the grain and grass storehouse! At the sound of an order, five wooden kites in the air suddenly lit up, and more than a dozen stray fire projectiles fell straight down and were falling on the grain and grass storehouse, accompanied by a muffled roar, and the flames soared into the sky in an instant.

At this time, the Jairus military camp was really in chaos, the light cavalry had not yet been killed, and the grain and grass warehouse was attacked by the wooden kite ambushed in the night sky. Qi Dan yelled badly, his face was instantly distorted and hideous, he jumped up with an arrow, dragged down the negative cavalry running from the flying horse in front of him, and vigorously pressed it to the ground, his hand raised the knife and fell, and the blood splashed all over Qi Dan's face, as if only such a cruel killing could vent his anger at this time.

The tent was rolled open, and a man in Moxuan thorn armor walked out unhurriedly, he looked up at the wooden kite in the air, grabbed a soldier's bow and arrow, and lit the heads of the two arrows on the torch. The arms and wrists were pulled apart, the waist was exerted, aiming at the shining place in the air, and the two arrows were fired at the same time. Listening to the sound of "whoosh", the stream rocket drew two bright lines in the night sky and hit two wooden kites respectively. When the wooden kite encountered the fire, it originally looked like a small bright spot, but in an instant, it became a large ball of fire, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing this, the corner of the man's mouth showed a trace of hideous contempt, and he threw away the bow and arrow, which just fell into the hand of Qi Dan. Qi Dan understood, pointed to the three remaining wooden kites in the air and shouted.

"Shoot those nerds down!"

When the Jairus warrior received the order, he immediately prepared his bow and aimed, and the sound of "whoosh" was as dense as numbness, and he saw that the three bright spots in the air also became three fireballs. The man glanced at the negative cavalry who were running around on horseback, most of them had been killed by the Jairus warriors, and several cavalrymen fell off their horses and still fought bravely, but the disparity between the strength of the enemy and us was too great, and in one and a half moves, they were split in half by the falling ring knife of the Jairus warriors. The man didn't say a word, turned his back and wanted to return to the military tent, and when the curtain fell, he left an explanation:

"The old rules, don't leave a living mouth. ”

"Yes!

The commander of the first ruler Dan received the order, and he knew that this man with one stone and two kites was the silver mastiff of the prince of the Nine Kingdoms, who was as ruthless as a lone wolf in the grassland, and if he didn't fight, he would win. Originally, the ministers of the country of Jianwei suggested to the monarch to cancel the tradition of slaughtering the city, but as soon as this person's words came out, he was cut into three pieces by the silver mastiff standing in front of the palace. For this bloodthirsty prince, there is no courage to defeat the city without slaughtering it, and whoever dares to break this old rule will sacrifice the banner of the Jianwei army with whose blood.

On the top of the negative city tower, Lin Ze and the others looked at the fallen wooden kites one by one, and they all took off the armor and helmets on their heads to show their admiration, and looked at a fierce fire in the Jianwei military camp from afar, and Lin Ze's fist smashed on the stone wall. But no one cheered, no one showed a relaxed smile, this was only the beginning for the minus, and this beginning could only delay the pace of the country from ending its history early, and there was still too much to do.

Lin Ze's mood at the moment is indescribable, he has not yet recovered from the tension just now, or maybe he is silently mourning for the soldiers who died in the battle. The mission of the savior was once so ethereal, as if it could be completed by just rushing to buy a set of superb equipment in the game, but now, life and death are naked in front of him, and this life and death are no longer just about himself.

The fire in the barracks of the Jianwei barracks jumped, and the sergeants shouted and instructed the soldiers to use all means to put out the fire urgently. This raid destroyed the rations of the troops on the Jairian front for several days, and they had already looted the food in the nearby villages and towns, and after the slaughter of the city, there were no living people who could continue to farm. If there are further problems with the food supply in the rear, then the impact on the army's operations can be imagined.

Short-term hunger was nothing to the Jairian warriors, and only a quick conquest of Fucheng could preserve their glory and erase the shame of being attacked by the night on the grain and grass storehouse. Because they knew that the reinforcements would soon arrive, and this loss would only spur them to fight harder on the battlefield.

The Jairian army, which was busy fighting fires and drums, did not find out that a black-clothed cavalry had quietly rushed out of the west gate of the Imperial City, and had already bypassed this area under the cover of night, and rushed towards the direction of Jairus. In the middle of the road behind the dense forest, the grain and grass brigade was moving slowly, and there was bound to be a battle there, and that was the place where the fate of the loser was decided.

Lin Ze looked at the black and oppressive night sky, the stars and the moon were gone, it was a good time for the surprise soldiers to attack, for some reason, he suddenly felt a burst of excitement, and even Mu Tuo and Lin Yu next to him were also excited.

The cavalry behind him all wore black cloaks in addition to their armor, and their horses were all black, and under the cover of the dense forest, they walked through the dark passages, as if they were the glory of the rising sun of tomorrow. Lin Ze didn't remember why he personally led the army to snipe the Jianwei backup food team, and he had thought about this decision for a long time, perhaps because now, in the eyes of all the negative soldiers, they were full of trust and worship for the figure at the front of the cavalry, and that figure was Lin Ze. It was he who defended Fucheng, which was destined to be broken one day, for one more day, and it was he who burned the grain and grass warehouse in Jairwood with a thousand soldiers. Now, all the negative warriors will have hope to completely cut off the thirst for fullness of the Jairian army, and then take the sword and harvest the lives of the enemy one by one, in order to write the glorious honor that belongs to the negative warriors, and they are destined to be recorded in the annals of history as the most timeless legend.

Night went on, sunset and night, this team of negative cavalry ran non-stop for more than a dozen hours, and finally waited until night fell again, and the target was also close at hand. The warriors stopped their horses, and chose a hidden bush to start arranging the raid mission, and then Lin Ze ordered the warriors to take turns to stand guard, always paying attention to the wind and grass, and the others rested as soon as possible, so that the horses could relieve fatigue, maintain physical strength and spirit, and go all out for the raid in the near future. Lin Ze's order to rest and recuperate must not be disobeyed, so that the soldiers, who did not want to rest at all and only begged for a battle, pressed the urge to plead back into their throats, and had to silently take out their rations and water to share with the war horses.

This battle, only this time, so, they only brought one person a day rations, if it was done, those enemy grain and grass they could naturally get food to replenish their physical strength, and they could return to the royal city in triumph, waiting for the civil strife of the army on the front line of Jairus. If you lose, no amount of rations will help.

The soldiers all understood the truth of this last battle, and looking at Lin Ze's sworn eyes, everyone was tacitly sure that they would definitely succeed, because they had won a beautiful game just now.

There is no room for error, the scouts repeatedly returned to update the information, Lin Ze gathered the information and carefully compared it, as long as the information was accurate, he was sure that tonight's action would be successful. If it doesn't work, then it can only be said that the sky has no eyes, and he is not the material of the savior at all.

Although he gave himself a reassurance, the worry that lingered in Lin Ze's heart was still difficult to release for some reason, and when he turned his head and saw Mu Tuo, who was carefully wiping the sword edge nearby and his eyes were shining, Lin Ze suddenly had something on his mind.

For Mu Tuo, the sword is his company, and with the sword in his hand, it seems that he has everything. And for Lin Ze, in the weak body of the nine and a half, it is impossible for the sword to be with him, and it is only when he occasionally thinks of Qiao He that he feels that in addition to the fate of having to carry his body, there is a trace of concern in his heart. However, Qiao He was not the person he was really thinking about at all, and when he thought of this, Lin Ze couldn't help but take out the flower and wooden hairpin and take a look.

"Brother Jiu, I'm thinking, what about Miss Qiao?"

"Yes and no...... Not to mention the useless, do you think we can go back alive?"

Mu Tuo was suddenly stunned when he heard this, and immediately stopped what he was doing, and looked at Lin Ze with a firm face.

"Yes! Even if Mu Tuo is crushed, he will protect Brother Jiu's whole body and return to Fucheng!"