Mao Dingsheng's thick eyebrows tightened.

From this hilltop, you can overlook the plain, and you can also see the situation under Qingling City. He was only a few hundred feet away from the front line, but he couldn't pick up a gun and fight on his horse - as the commander-in-chief, he had to stay here and take the center to make plans.

But the battle reports from the front line were generally handed over.

It was more than an hour before the Brown Army broke through the west gate of Qingling City, and then it entered the white-hot rush stage.

Mao Dingsheng knew very well that the west gate of Qingling City was blown out, but the wall did not collapse, and this was reinforced, if it was not blown up from the inside, the brown army outside could only attack through the door.

He Xiaoyuan dipped his hand in tea and drew a brief schematic diagram on the table: "The west gate of Qingling City is special, when the city wall was rebuilt more than ten years ago, a particularly strong old wall was wrapped in, and it can not be seen from the appearance at all. If you attack here, you actually have to break down two walls to get in, and that's one of them. “

"Second, after entering the city, it is a river, about ten zhang wide, and Han Zhao can rely on this as a natural risk. Even if you break through the city wall and rush in, as long as Han Zhao destroys the bridge over the river, the difficulty for you to capture Qingling City will become several times greater. “

When Mao Dingsheng heard the word "old wall", his face was gloomy, and he asked her patiently after listening: "According to you, what should I do?"

"Give up the West City Gate!" He Xiaoyuan said without hesitation, "Find another weak place to attack Qingling City!"

Before Mao Dingsheng could say anything, his two generals said in unison: "Never!"

"How much effort have we made to break the city gates, should we give up the results of the battle and seek the near and far?"

"Exactly! We have been besieging Qingling City for a long time, and if there is any weakness, we have already found out. This person squinted at He Xiaoyuan and sneered, "Miss Kite insists that we give up the West City Gate, what is her intention?"

The gates are broken, and victory is within reach. He Xiaoyuan actually wanted to persuade Mao Dingsheng to give up the easy and difficult, didn't she have another calculation?

He Xiaoyuan used to cooperate happily with the Brown Army, but after all, she was a Youren, not the backbone of the Brown Army.

People's hearts are separated from the belly, and they have to be guarded against.

He Xiaoyuan saw their eyes and understood their thoughts, and sneered: "You broke the most difficult West City Gate, I'm afraid it's not luck or accident, but Han Zhao's intention." He is going to hang you with fat meat, so that the Brown Army will waste the most precious time, but this fat meat is wrapped in iron scales, and not everyone can gnaw it!"

Mao Dingsheng's eyes flashed, and he quickly asked her: "If we don't attack the West City Gate, where else can we break through?"

He Xiaoyuan was silent. This time she didn't go to the battlefield in person, and she couldn't answer this question.

Therefore, Mao Dingsheng breathed a sigh of relief and said firmly: "Still attack the city as originally planned!" He Xiaoyuan's inference was very reasonable. But no matter how reasonable it is, it is only an inference, and there is no basis for facts. He is the commander of the three armed forces, and he must seek stability in his actions, how can he be gullible and careless, and govern the army with child's play?

He Xiaoyuan shook his head: "You guys are wasting time. With that, he turned and walked out.

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Yan Saburo used his disguise to sneak into the army of the Brown Army by taking advantage of the chaos. This army is busy chasing the Zhenbei army as they flee eastward, and no one will notice his presence.

He kept an eye on the corpses of the Zhenbei Army on the ground, trying to pick up two clothes that could be used.

He Xiaoyuan didn't find the clothes and armor of the guards for him, but he had seen the guards in the camp of the Zhenbei Army who were following Gonggong Tai, and knew what their uniforms looked like, so he was very careful at this time.

But after looking and looking all the way, I didn't see the corpses of the guards.

Chitose whispered in his ear: "The guards do not rush to the front line, and it is normal for corpses not to appear on the battlefield unless they are hit by stray arrows." "This kind of soldier is not in the logistics battalion, but next to the leader, and the possibility of dying in a large-scale mutual assault battle is even lower.

Yan Saburo stopped to rummage through the two corpses, and used this kung fu to distance himself from the other brown soldiers. Others were not surprised.

In fact, there were not a few brown soldiers who acted the same way as him, and they were all rummaging through the money of the deceased. After all, the Brown Army is not a regular army, there is not such strict military discipline, and individual behavior is loose. The governor's actions of handing out dead people's wealth have always been to fight and close their eyes.

If you can't get any benefits, who will follow you to revolt and rebel?

Chitose looked at the two bodies that Yan Saburo had rummaged through, one tall and one fat, and he couldn't wear the clothes on their bodies. She couldn't help but wonder: "Why waste your time looking for these people?"

Yan Saburo flipped over again, and then said in a low voice: "Something is wrong, look at the clothes on them." “

"Look. "It's blood and sweat, what's so beautiful? Thinking about Yan Saburo if she finds clothes that fit, she has to put them on herself, she has a little chills.

Wear the stinking garments of these stinky men, evil!

This time when I go back, I have to let him take a bath three times first, three times! Otherwise, I don't want to hug Qianqian.

"It's the end of August now, although the autumn breeze in the Linxian Plain gets up early, it won't be able to wear such a thick military uniform, right?" Yan Saburo flipped over the collar and sleeve corners of a soldier of the Zhenbei Army, "What's more, it was still summer when the Zhenbei Army came from the southeast front, how could they wear this kind of military uniform to hurry?"

After he said this, Chitose also sighed lightly, feeling that something was wrong.

The soldier wears his military uniform in the middle, and the armor is also covered outside, so the style of the clothing is not as conspicuous as the color, and this kind of military clothing is much thinner and lighter than the coarse cloth and cotton clothing of ordinary civilians, and it is not contrary to wear it inside.

The eyes of her junior are really poisonous.

"These clothes—" She took a closer look at the clothes of the dead soldiers of the Zhenbei Army on the battlefield, "it's so new!"

Despite the blood, sweat and other stains, Chitose could still tell that something was wrong with the uniforms. In addition to the old appearance, the collar and cuffs often have traces of wear, raw edges and fading.

But the military uniforms worn by these dead people on the ground were not even worn at all!

Even the color of the clothes is very bright, which is the color that has been washed by wind and dust from time to time.

What does this mean?

Yan Saburo blurted out: "They only changed not long before they died!" The woman's angle of observing the problem was really different from that of the man.

What army would change its outfit on a large scale before going to war?

Yan Saburo slowly straightened his body and no longer moved forward with the army.

"Don't chase anymore. He never does useless work, "Grandpa Tai is not in this team!"

Chitose also felt depressed: "Damn it, this Zhenbei army is actually fake!"

Yan Saburo pretending to be a soldier of the Brown Army is just an individual act, but who has such a great ability to cover the entire army with a layer of camouflage!

That's a lot of money!