Wu Tong and Chen Zhong rode horses, and after inspecting the entire Ruyang City, their hearts settled down a little.

Judging from the inspection, it should be said that everything is good. The morale of the soldiers did not decrease because of the overwhelming force of the army, and after repelling several rounds of enemy attacks during the day, it seemed to have risen slightly. The sergeants in charge of the city's constant patrols were also able to perform their duties with due diligence and did not notice anything out of the ordinary. As for the defensive areas at the head of the city and the city gate, they did not dare to relax at all. If you look at it this way, you should have a few more hours of sleep tonight.

And judging from the observation of the enemy's camp outside the city, it seems that there is no intention of launching a night siege again. The enemy camp was even more silent.

"If I have many soldiers, I will definitely go out of the city and attack the camp tonight to dissipate the breath in my heart!"

Chen Zhong was already drunk, but he felt a lot more courageous.

"Hehe, General Chen, don't underestimate the king of Ying, with Ma Jun and Gu Peng complementing each other, don't look at the enemy camp that doesn't seem to have much movement, that's not good, you have already laid a trap, waiting for you to throw yourself into the net!"

Wu Tong smiled, not optimistic about this proposal.

Perhaps, people would not have thought that they would dare to attack the camp when they were weak, but there is no need to take this risk. After all, compared to the enemy army, the most important thing is to preserve one's own vital force. Moreover, they are now in charge of blocking the enemy, but they are also unable to get out easily, and it is even more difficult to make a detour to attack behind the enemy.

Therefore, the only way to win is to do a solid defense and make the enemy feel that he is a bone that cannot be gnawed.

"Haha, that's right, yes, it's the last wave."

Chen Zhong laughed twice, and his attitude of admitting his mistakes was still good.

At that time, at the same time, Wu Tong looked up at the sky, and finally completely relieved.

"General Chen, you go back to the general's mansion to rest first, if there is anything, your own sergeants will report to you in time, if there is nothing to do, when the ugly time comes, you and I will hand over the shift, and I will rest and rest."

As the main general, Wu Tong worries further, and he does not dare to take it lightly.

"Then, how about that, why don't you go back to the house and rest first, and then be in charge of the first half of the night?"

Although Chen Zhong is gradually drinking, he still knows the high and low.

"It's okay, I'm not drunk enough tonight, haha, I can set up a table of wine and food in the city later, and have a few drinks!"

Wu Tong smiled, showing a bit of pride.

Chen Zhong knew that he cared about himself, so he no longer insisted, arched his hand to Wu Tong, and took a few personal guards to the general's mansion.

Looking at his back gradually leaving, Wu Tong was thoughtful, and his expression began to become solemn.

With the ability of the British king, there should not be only such two axes.

He couldn't help but carefully recall the offensive and defensive battles during the day, intending to find something in them.

During the day, the enemy army, with Ma Jun and Gu Peng as the vanguard, led the army to attack the city in turn, which naturally knew at a glance that it was to rely on the advantage of men and horses to drag themselves down. If this is the case, they should continue to exhaust the enemy, and launch several more attacks without interruption, so that they can have a good chance to break the city day and night. But suddenly they became quiet. What is the mystery in this quiet?

Then, it seems that every time they attack the city, they have a bit of a feeling of "thunder is loud and rain is small", and the war drums are definitely beating loudly, but the actual investment of troops is not much.

Is there any conspiracy behind all this?

Wu Tong thought about it again and again, but still couldn't figure out the trick. However, an indescribable sense of crisis has never been completely dispelled.