Li Yue suddenly discovered a strange thing, such a big battle that decided the situation in the world, there were no reinforcements to save Xiangyang......

You must know that the last time you attacked Jingxiang, reinforcements came from all over the country, forcing Li Yue to give up even the Jiangling that he had gotten.

This time, instead of reinforcements, he didn't even care about the rebellion in Wuling and Changsha, and stayed in Wuchang wholeheartedly.

In this situation, Jing Xianghao came one by one to show his loyalty.

The Jin family even suppressed the local scholars in Jiangdong, not to mention Jing Xianghaoqiang.

The local warriors in Jiangdong may still be able to drink a mouthful of soup, but Jingxiang Haoqiang can only drink the northwest wind.

"If Huan Wen doesn't come, I won't be able to besiege the city and send reinforcements." Li Yue said with a smile.

"Maybe Huan Wen has seen that Xiangyang is undefendable, and he doesn't want to spend his troops." Lu Qing arched.

"Forget it, since he won't come, I'll take Xiangyang first." Li Yue didn't have the energy to find out what the group of people in Jiangdong were thinking, and Xiangyang had to take this battle.

"Your Majesty, there is a letter from Wuchang." The guards came in with a letter in their hands.

Liang Guo promoted paper, and Jiangdong also followed suit and used paper.

Li Yue opened the letter, Huan Wen was strong and powerful, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, as the saying goes, Huan Wen is also a hero in the world, with vision, strategy, and strategy, but unfortunately he was born in the maze of Jiangdong and could not break free.

Surprisingly, the letter did not talk about the war, but reminisced about the past and talked about the close cooperation of the past.

"Huan Wen, is this going to surrender?" Li Yue read it twice, and he couldn't figure out what to do with such a letter at this time.

Could it be that Li Yue would let Jiangdong go because of a trace of friendship in the past?

Now that the pants are all off, how can they be retracted?

"Xiangyang is not broken, how can Huan Wen surrender? This letter is written to confuse Your Majesty. Lu Qing forcibly explained.

Jiangdong celebrities love to engage in these vain things.

Li Yue paced two steps, "A reply letter, just write that the eldest husband lives in the world, how can he be depressed and live under the people for a long time?" ”

Lu Qing was stunned, "Your Majesty, this is ......"

Li Yue said: "Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone, and the whole world knows what he wants to do and what he pretends to do?" Let him be simpler, if he doesn't have the guts, it is better to surrender to the beam as soon as possible, without losing the reward of the prince. ”

After the Sima family established the country, it withstood rounds of challenges from powerful ministers.

In history, even if he survived Huan Wen Huan Xuan's father and son, he did not survive the knife of Emperor Wu of the Song Dynasty, early death and late death were all deaths, there was no Wuhu chaos to transfer contradictions, after the rebellion of the Eight Kings, the Jin Dynasty should be put into the ground.

Li Yue can be regarded as pointing out the path of life for Huan Wen, it depends on whether he dares to do it.

Lu Qing worked hard to write, Li Yue walked out of the lobby, and the generals outside lined up, waiting for a long time, the flag fluttered in the wind, and the spear was shining.

His eyes swept over, Xu Cheng, Cao Kan, Qin Biao, and Mi Jin......

There was a desire for victory in their eyes, but many people's temples were already dyed with white frost, and there were a few more wrinkles on their faces.

"Siege." Li Yue waved his hand.

The fate of Xiangyang has been doomed, and the fate of Jiangdong, which is difficult to return, has also been doomed.

All he had to guard against was his counterattack before he died.

In history, even if the battle of Weishui was won, Jiangdong failed to sweep away the accumulated shortcomings and regain its strength, but accelerated its demise.

"Command." The generals shouted in unison.

A moment later, the drums of war roared.

Under the city of Xiangyang, a series of new trebuchets are like giant beasts, three times larger than the old catapults.

Each trebuchet is operated by fifty or sixty people, who winch, lift stones, and pull ropes.

With a loud creaking sound, more than eighty catapults were ready to go.

The battlefield suddenly fell silent at this moment.

Countless people in the city and under the city looked at these wooden beasts, some were confused, some were frightened, and some were disapproving.

"Let's go—" Li You's long voice was like a whistle arrow cutting through the sky.

"Put-" the other heralds shouted as well.

Boom –

Eighty-three hundred-pound boulders were thrown into the sky, roaring, and smashed into the west city wall of Xiangyang.

With a loud explosion, stone chips flew and the city wall was visibly sunken in.

Then the second and third rounds of boulders came in a blink of an eye, and smashed on the city wall, which shook for a while, and it was no longer as strong as before.

After the sixteenth round, a section of the city wall next to the urn city suddenly cracked under the gaze of more than 100,000 people, and then collapsed.

The battlefield was suddenly quiet again.

Liang Jun and Jin Jun did not expect that Xiangyang City, which had always been as solid as a rock, would collapse.

Although the gap is not large, only one person is allowed to pass through, but the psychological impact on the soldiers on both sides is huge.

This silence lasted less than three breaths, and suddenly a tsunami-like cheer erupted, "It's broken, it's broken!" ”

There was a panic on the city wall, and some people fell from the wall, letting out a burst of screams.

Xiangyang, as Huan Wen's lair, left an elite in the city, and after a short panic, the crack was immediately plugged with wood and stone.

But this is doomed to be in vain.

As if deliberately trying to amplify the fear of the defenders in the city, it dragged on for half an hour, and the boulder descended again.

All kinds of small catapults, thunderbolts, and ballistas were also pushed up, and stones, large and small, and arrows rained down.

There were more and more cracks in the city walls, and even the urn city was blown down.

Li Yue looked at the hot battlefield and sighed in his heart, technology is not only a productive force, but also a war capability.

"Your Majesty, when will you attack?" Xu Cheng asked.

"There are clouds in the art of war, and a soldier who surrenders without a fight is also good at good. Now that the victory and defeat have been decided, there is no need to rush for a while, and the catapult will not stop day and night. ”

If you are poor, you will be interspersed with tactics, and if you are rich, you will be covered by firepower.

An army of 50,000, plus 40,000 people, can keep the catapult sleepless for three days and three nights.

As long as the defenders in the city are not fools, they know that this battle cannot be fought.

Because their barriers have failed.

Artillery during the day, oil and wood at night, bombarded once every hour, and the fire at the head of the city was monstrous, and it was endless all night.

Li Yue originally thought that the Jin army would launch a night attack, but he still retreated into the city.

However, after a day and a night, the catapult was damaged by one-third under high load, and the craftsmen of the army repaired and repaired, and eleven of them were completely scrapped.

Other small catapults are more damaged.

But these are minor problems.

By noon, a small slice of the western wall of Xiangyang had collapsed, creating a slope of stone, wood, and a few corpses between the walls.

After the slope, the Jin army demolished the houses and formed a second line of defense, obviously fighting in the streets, and resisted stubbornly.

Even so, the catapult kept going, pouring frantically into it.

The people used ox carts to transport carts of stones, and the Black Cloud Armor soldiers formed several phalanxes to stand guard in front of the catapults, and on the right, two cavalry armies of 5,000 men were ready to go.

It wasn't until the third day, when nearly half of the various catapults were damaged, that Li Yue ordered to stop, "That's enough, give them the last stab." ”

(End of chapter)