Shi Di's words made Qi Hou quite moved.

For the richness of Jinling's treasury, Qi Hou had heard of it for a long time, and coveted it.

You must know that during the reign of Qingji, Wu swept away the Yue State and the Chu State in one go, and emptied the treasury of Zheng State in the early years.

Wu also dominated the south for many years, and received tribute from the nine vassal states of Cai, Xu, Zhongwu, Tang, Xue, Teng, Ju, Di and Tan.

In addition, for so many years, Wu Guo has prospered in business, and he has made more than 100 gold every day, how rich is it?

Qi Hou has long coveted this!

In the past, the State of Qi had no chance to attack the State of Wu, and it was a shame before the snow, but now the opportunity will come?

"Shi Dark, Jinyang's side, how long can you hold on?"

Qi Hou asked with squinted eyes.

Hearing this, Shi Dian couldn't help but look happy, and then replied without thinking: "Qi Hou, Jinyang City is the land of my Zhao family's heavy capital, the city is high and deep, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there is a lot of grain!" ”

"The location is favorable, and it all lies in the Zhao family. Even if the coalition army is more than 100,000, with the solidity of Jinyang City, the Zhao family is united, and the 100,000 soldiers and civilians in the city are sticking to it, for a year and a half, the coalition army will definitely not be able to take Jinyang City! ”

"Besides, Jinyang is thousands of miles away from Jinling, even if the Wu army wants to rush to the aid of Jinling, it is difficult to turn to the war, and it is absolutely not feasible without two or three months!"

"If the Marquis of Qi sends troops from the sea to attack Wu from the sea and smashes Jinling, he will definitely succeed in the first battle!"

"Good!"

Qi Hou finally agreed with Shi Di's proposition.

Taking advantage of the fact that the main army of Wu is outside, why can't the Qi army take advantage of the weakness?

……

The time entered the nineteenth year of King Qingji of Wu, that is, in 495 BC, the eleventh month of the lunar calendar.

The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.

The offensive and defensive battle of Jinyang City is still in full swing, and it is extremely tragic.

"Kill!"

After the red-eyed soldiers of the coalition army screamed, they climbed up the ladder to the top of the city, and then clenched the spear in their hands, and a spear pierced the enemy's heart, and a stream of warm blood suddenly rushed to his face.

After killing a few enemies, the coalition soldiers who fought with a group of Zhao troops couldn't last long, and then they were dismembered by the blade.

The red blood, soaked in the snow, is extraordinarily enchanting.

"Block!"

"Don't retreat!"

"Kill!"

From the very beginning of the battle, it was in a tug-of-war.

Whether it is the Zhao family's division or the coalition army, at this time, the soldiers up and down are holding back a breath of anger in their hearts, and they can't wait to kill the other party quickly.

"Drink!"

One of the coalition soldiers burst into a shout, holding a broadsword, sealing his throat with a sword, killing the oncoming enemy, but he couldn't stand up to three or four Changge sweeping.

As the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch is strong.

The soldier, who was strong in his life, was stabbed in the abdomen and chest by several Changge, and then spat blood from his mouth, and the whole person was thrown out, fell into the city, and was smashed into a meat pie......

The tragic battle situation is still going on in Jinyang City.

"Winter! Winter! Winter! ”

Accompanied by the dull and murderous sound of war drums, the soldiers of the coalition army had to bite the bullet and launched a more rapid offensive against Jinyang City.

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! ”

At the gates of Jinyang City, hundreds of allied soldiers pushed the ram of the city at the cost of their lives, shouted trumpets, and roared like beasts.

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They pushed the ram with all their might, hoping to knock open the crumbling gates of the city, which had long since become potholes and crumbling.

"Poof!"

"Ahh

It's just that the reality is very cruel.

On the top of the city, many soldiers of the Zhao clan took the opportunity to throw stones, rolling logs, and even bricks and other foreign objects, causing a certain degree of damage to the coalition soldiers pushing the ram.

There are even some archers of the Zhao clan, who take the opportunity to open their bows and arrows, and they can shoot the coalition soldiers below in a cold manner, making them wail one by one, fall in a pool of blood, and die of exhaustion.

War, as brutal as ever.

One will be a success!

"Attack!"

"Kill!"

The coalition army once again organized a death squad and rushed to the walls of Jinyang City.

"Shoot the arrows!"

In the face of the fierce offensive of the coalition forces, the defenders in the city did not back down.

A large rain of arrows, like locusts passing through, hurled at the enemy outside the city.

"Poof!"

"Ahh

The non-commissioned soldiers of the coalition who could not be prevented fell to the ground one after another, which can be described as an unpaid ambition......

Such a tragic offensive and defensive battle made Qingji look at it in his eyes, and his heart was also very uncomfortable.

Although, most of the people who are now responsible for the siege of the city are soldiers of the six kingdoms of Zhao, Han, Wei, Fan, Zhi, and Bank of China.

However, the war has not progressed, and for Qingji, the pressure is still not small.

To be honest, Qingji has never advocated attacking a fortified city by storming.

Because that kind of victory was completely piled up with human lives.

Not advisable!

"Mingjin retreats."

Seeing that it was getting late, Qingji finally gave the order to retreat.

The soldiers of the coalition army, who were still engaged in a fierce offensive and defensive battle, were like amnesty, and they retreated like a tide, like wild beasts, returning to the camp to lick their wounds......

Fighting in such cold weather is undoubtedly a great torture of will for the officers and men of the two armies.

After the battle, the soldiers of the coalition army began to clean the battlefield, carrying away the corpses of the fallen soldiers and their robes under the city.

Seeing this, the soldiers of the Zhao clan at the head of the city did not shoot them with arrows, but turned a blind eye with a tacit understanding.

After the coalition army carried away the corpses of all the dead soldiers, and pulled away carts after carts, the Zhao soldiers in the city slowly opened the city gate, and then gathered the corpses of their own soldiers on the snowy ground and in a pool of blood......

Although they fought a battle to defend the city, there were also many soldiers who exchanged their lives for their lives, and when they had no choice but to fall off the city with the enemy in their arms, they all perished.

The officers and soldiers of the two armies tacitly converged on each other's robes.

Not long after, inside and outside Jinyang City, puffs of smoke were ignited.

This is not cooking smoke, but black smoke from burning corpses.

I saw that on the white snow, one after another corpses were placed on the bonfire, and then they were ignited, and the raging fire that ignited consumed all the corpses in an instant......

Bonfires, pile upon pile.

There are soldiers who are familiar with each other, and they can also put the ashes of their best friends into the jar, so that they can be handed over to their family scrolls in the future and properly placed.

Seeing this scene, Qingji's heart was also mixed.

However, he did not regret that he had done so, and he had to fight this battle.

As the saying goes, mercy is not in charge of soldiers, and righteousness is not in charge of wealth!

At this time, how can Qingji be soft-hearted?

"King, the bed crossbows, crossbow arrows, arrows, stone bullets and other military baggage in the rear have arrived, please check it out for the king."

Just when Qingji was in deep thought, Fan Li, the imperial historian, had already taken a document and handed it to Qingji.