Didn't you say that you had to walk more than 30 miles to reach the front line? Yan Saburo quietly escaped and found that the men and horses of the two sides were fighting, and the number was not large, there were only about 200 people.

One of them was the uniform of the Brown Army, which he recognized, and the other team was supposed to be a regular Imperial Army, because the equipment was more neat and uniform, but with red leather tied on the shoulders, which was different from the Zhenbei Army he had seen.

Yan Saburo did not rush forward, and watched quietly for more than an hour before the battle ended with the victory of the Brown Army.

The court army was defeated, but the brown army did not pursue, and after cleaning up the battlefield, they marched away.

Yan Saburo walked out at this time.

The battlefield was covered with blood, and everything was scattered and scattered.

At this time, Yan Saburo, who was accustomed to seeing blood and fire in the world, didn't lift his eyebrows, and rummaged through the pile of dead people.

The white cat also jumped out of the bookcase and helped him find it: "Here, this is just right!"

She stopped next to a corpse and meowed at him.

Yan Saburo walked over and just touched the deceased's clothes, but heard a faint breathing sound coming from the side.

"This man is still angry. The white cat stepped on the shoulder of a person, and this person was hit by an arrow in his heart, which obviously did not live, but before the arrow was taken out, he did not lose his breath for the time being.

Yan Saburo pressed his pulse: "The heart pulse has been broken, and it can't last for twenty breaths." ”

This person probably returned to the light and slowly opened his eyes.

Yan Saburo asked him, "Are you Han Zhao's subordinate?"

He nodded, then shook his head again.

"What do you mean?" Yan Saburo saw that he was struggling to exhale, and pressed his back heart with one hand, and Zhenli crossed over, temporarily supporting his heart.

This person's face flushed slightly: "My name is Sun Ping!" Our army is stationed in Sunjiazhuang, and we were ordered to support Qingling City, and we met and ...... on the way."

The word "attack" was in his mouth, but he didn't have a chance to say it.

Yan Saburo slowly lowered him back to the ground, only to see that the blood-stained face was very young, at most seventeen or eighteen years old.

He was silent before turning back and peeling off the armor from the original corpse and putting it in the storage ring. This man was small, about his size, and he could probably wear this armor.

Chitose's visual inspection ability is still very strong. "Let's go. She urged Yan Saburo, "There is a real battlefield ahead, cheer up." ”

Yan Saburo didn't leave immediately, but rummaged through the pile of dead people, and went to peel off another set of military uniforms.

This time, he chose the Brown Army.

"What do you want this for?" Chitose wondered.

"Just in case. ”

She rolled her eyes: "It's really worthy of picking up rags in the past." ”

These words hurt people, but Yan Saburo heard it as if he hadn't heard it.

......

Chitose is right, the battlefield is ahead.

In the middle of the day, Yan Saburo finally bumped into the main battlefield where the Brown Army and the Ting Army were fighting-Qingling City.

Compared to the scene in front of him, the guerrilla warfare that Yan Saburo saw in the morning was not worth mentioning at all.

At least one thing, the idlers in the shop are right:

The gate of Qingling City was closed, and he could not avoid the battle.

The city was surrounded by brown troops, and the open space in front of the main gate, whether there were trees or buildings, was now all razed, and only a bare area remained.

Yan Saburo probably came by coincidence, just in time for the interval between the siege of the Brown Army, both sides had already died down, but it was not peaceful in front of the city gate - the Brown Army sent dozens of people to linger in the open space, shouting insults at Qingling City, from the boss to the Wei Wang, from the commander to the Wei Wang, from the commander to the eighteenth generation of the Wei Wang, the words were extremely violent and vicious.

Most of these scolding fighters were originally country slangmen, and they were rude as soon as they exited, and the brown army in the rear laughed.

When these dozens of people scolded until their mouths were dry, someone came on the field to replace them and continue to scold.

Due to the use of amplification powers, these foul words resounded through the valley, and even Yan Sanlang, who was standing on a low mountain ten miles away and looking at Qingling City, could hear it clearly.

So he also heard that Han Zhao was indeed in the city.

Because the commander who was scolded by the brown army by name was Han Zhao!

Yan Saburo was slightly surprised: "Since the Marquis of Zhenbei has rushed to the front line in the central region, he actually shrank in Qingling City and dare not fight?" And Yan Saburo intuitively felt that this person had a strong personality, and he should use soldiers as his talents, how could he shrink like this?

The white cat waved its paw to the west: "You don't look at how many people the Brown Army has attacked the city. ”

Qingling City is located on the Great Plains, and there are occasionally two mountain packs undulating. On such a flat terrain, the large camp of the Brown Army could be seen at a glance.

That's a ...... Densely packed tents.

Yan Saburo estimated slightly: "I'm afraid there will be 70,000 people?"

"What's more?" Chitose had much more experience in marching than he did, "at least 100,000 people!"

"Look at how many people there are in Qingling City. ”

Qingling City is medium in size, and there are already residents. In this way, the only army that can be stuffed into it is - "30,000 court troops?"

"Thirty thousand is too much, Qingling City can't put down more troops at all. Chitose snorted, "You also know that the two countries generally don't have the front line in the city when they fight. ”

Yan Saburo nodded.

The wars he had experienced were limited, and they took place between the two countries. Indeed, Han Zhao and his opponents both set up their camps at the front line, rather than the cities behind. This ensures that the front line and the back city can echo from end to end, providing a strategic buffer.

And there is another important point. During the offensive period, the city's roads and transportation facilities may in turn hinder the advance of the army, affecting the premise of "the speed of the soldiers".

But that was when the two sides were evenly matched, just like Han Zhao was fighting with Yu Ren outside Suo Luo City.

Now the Marquis of Zhenbei took the initiative to withdraw his forces back to Qingling City and made a defensive posture. It can be seen that "he changed his strategy, and he wanted to exchange the time to hold on at the smallest price." ”

"He's going to wait for reinforcements to arrive...... He has to wait for the arrival of the main force of the Zhenbei Army!" Yan Saburo suddenly understood, "Our original speculation is correct, he arrived at the Central and Southern Front ahead of the Zhenbei Army, and now he has to wait for his subordinates to arrive, so he can start killing!"

At least, they weren't too late.

"Before the Zhenbei Army arrived, it was the moment of life and death between Qingling City and the Ting Army. Yan Saburo groaned, "On the other hand, Mao Dingsheng must also understand that the Brown Army must take Qingling City and Han Zhao before the Zhenbei Army arrives on the central battlefield, otherwise the situation is likely to be reversed." ”

This time has been invaluable for both parties.

Han Zhao wanted to hold on, and Mao Dingsheng wanted to take it.

Therefore, the Brown Army mobilized 100,000 troops and horses to desperately storm Qingling City, so Han Zhao retreated back to Qingling City and carried out the strategy of strengthening the walls and clearing the wilderness, relying on the thick walls of Qingling City and the fortifications that were far more complete than other cities to delay time.

What both sides are seeking is fighter planes.

The invective outside Qingling City is still endless, and there is a lot of noise.