Section 10: The battle begins

Wen Pin looked at the southern horizon again, shook his head weakly, and smiled bitterly: "Please go back, even if you have such a powerful weapon, why are my Wancheng soldiers afraid? It's just a battle." After saying that, before Cao Chong could reply, he pulled back and entered the city gate, and the heavy city gate closed behind him.

Cao Chong sighed regretfully. He didn't expect that he was so lucky. He hit the corner tower with the first shot. Wen Pin was still stubborn and refused to surrender even though he knew he was defeated. He stood in front of the formation for a moment. In that moment, he really felt a sense of powerlessness. He had paid so much in the past few days and risked such a great danger to come to the formation to persuade him to surrender. The cold sweat on his back pressed his single clothes on his body, but he didn't see any results. Wancheng still had to face war. Even if he could control himself and prevent the city from being destroyed, how could he be the soldiers who died when the war broke out?

Is it my own delusion, or is it irreversible for this historical inertia?

He stood in front of the formation, and was extremely depressed for a moment. In the Cao army formation, there was also silence on the walls of Wancheng. When Wenpin pulled the horse back to the city and the thick gate closed, everyone knew that bloody battle was inevitable.

However, both sides were very tacitly aware of it and did not take action immediately. They both turned their eyes to the young man in white who looked particularly lonely between the two armies.

Han Hao couldn't remember how many times it was to wipe his sweat. He looked back at Shi Huan, Hua Xin and Jia Xu, Deng Zhan and Liu Xu, they all looked nervous and their faces were covered in cold sweat.

Before these tens of thousands of troops, as long as there is a mistake, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Wen Pin went up to the city tower and looked at Cao Chong who was still stationed by the river. He sighed in his heart and shouted loudly: "Prince, please come back. I am sorry that Wen Pin cannot obey my orders. I, the soldiers of Wancheng, can only fight with the young master."

Cao Chong smiled bitterly, looked up at Wancheng, looked at the generals standing quietly on the city wall, looked at Wen Pin, surrounded by the generals, and looked at the collapsed corner tower, and then drove his horse back to the formation.

The atmosphere on the battlefield became tense again with the sound of the horse hooves of Cao Chong. Han Hao took a step forward and walked towards Cao Chong with relief: "Young Master, you're scaring me to death."

Cao Chong smiled lonelyly: "I'm scared too, look at the sweat on my back is not dry yet."

Hua Xin smiled, and a sense of ease came from his heart: "Young Master, everyone has fear. The difference between a hero and a Confucian lies in the fact that the hero can control the fear in his heart. The two men persuaded the surrender of Wenpeng in front of the army. Although the matter was not done, their courage was incomparable. Compared with the courage of an ordinary man, it was more than a hundred times higher."

Cao Chong felt it was helpful, but he bowed his hands modestly on his face and said, "Mr. Ziyu was too rewarded, Chong was just a pitiful person. He was all my great men. It would be good to die less than one person."

"Young Master, I am ashamed." Hua Xin was very happy. Cao Chong did not call his military advisor, but called him his words, with a smile on his face.

Cao Chong said a few words of humility, turned around and smiled bitterly at Han Hao with a smile on his face: "Prepare to attack the city."

"Don't worry, young master, there are some powerful tools, what's the point of Wancheng?" Han Hao was so excited that he turned around and bowed to Shi Huan, "Your Highness, I'll leave the North Gate to you. We will attack the city from all sides and strive to capture Wancheng within one day."

Shi Huan laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Yuansi, you are a bit bullying me. The thunder chariots that the young master has transformed are all on your side. I don't think I have time to charge, I'm afraid you have already taken Wancheng."

When Han Hao heard this, he laughed to the sky. Hua Xin and Jia Xu looked at each other, twisted their beards and shook their heads, and smiled. When the generals next to him laughed, they seemed to see the door of Wancheng open and Cao's army roaring in.

"Transmission, the cannon car camp, the strong crossbow camp is ready to fire, the baggage camp is ready to fill the river, the first formation of General Fenwu Deng Zhan, and the second formation of General Pinglu Liu Xun..." Han Hao saw Shi Huan off the platform, rode his horse away, turned around and gave orders repeatedly. The generals responded with a loud bang, and ran off the platform. Han Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at Wancheng in the distance, and sneered: "Wen Zhongye is not ruthless, and the young master is still obsessed with persuading surrender himself, so let him taste the power of the thunder cannon transformed by the young master."

The artillery car battalion received the flag words from the central army. Several masters who participated in technical reform training with Cao Chong in the past two days smiled at each other and clenched each other. The three guns hit the corner tower. Today, Zheng Hu, who hit Wancheng Corner Tower, had a smile on his thin face. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the city tower at the south gate of Wancheng. He stretched out his hand to measure the distance and said, "Brothers, how about the competition again? Let's see who can knock down the corner tower first today and get the reward from the young master."

The strong Wang Hun smiled and punched him: "You kid is too dark. The young master's 10,000 yuan reward has been stuffed into his waist bag. He is still competing with us. It's really not good enough. You must treat him when you go back this time."

Li Meng on the other side smiled and said, "Don't think about it. He must have wanted to save money and go back and marry his Xiaolan girl home. It's time to marry her. Xiaolan girl is eighteen and can't wait."

Zheng Hu ignored them, a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and turned around and roared: "Shangshi!"

The men next to the cannon car immediately put the huge stone into the net basket. The hammer raised the sledgehammer in his hand high and prepared to send a thunderous blow. Zheng Hu looked proudly at the other cannon carts that were still busy, looked carefully at the direction, waved the red flag in his hand, and roared loudly: "Prepare to fire the cannon--"

The hammer's tongue burst into thunder, and a loud shout was heard. The sledgehammer in his hand drew half an arc and hit the iron hook of the cannon truck. The cannon truck shook a moment, and the high counterweight end suddenly hit the net, and the long wooden arm drove the net basket and threw the big stone into the sky.

The big stone ran away with a harsh roar and murderous aura...

Jingzhou Xiangyang, Jingzhou Muslim Mansion.

Liu Biao lay on the thick brocade quilt. Although the weather was so hot that people sweated, he still felt cold all over. He felt that his ears were buzzing, as if someone was talking, but he always couldn't hear it clearly. He moved his mouth and wanted to scream or two, but his lips moved, but he didn't make a sound.

Cai, who was sitting beside the bed, saw Liu Biao moving for a moment, and hurriedly shouted: "Come here, I'm awake, please come and get the medicine."

The servant quickly took the medicine, and a maid helped Liu Biao up and poured the medicine. After a while, Liu Biao became more energetic, breathed a long breath, and opened his eyes weakly.

"Is Boyu here?" Liu Biao glanced in the room and only saw his wife Cai, the youngest son Liu Cong, and the wife and brother Cai Mao, but he did not see his eldest son Liu Qi and Liu Boyu. He asked in disappointment.

A hint of unhappiness flashed across the corner of Cai's eyes. She looked at her husband who was over 40 years older than her. She couldn't tell whether she was happy or disappointed. She thought that marrying him would make a fortune, but she didn't expect that this Han clan with the name of Eight-Mart was a useless person who didn't know how to advance or retreat. She had known to talk about scriptures and talk about the Confucian scholars all day long. She didn't take advantage of Cao Cao's victory in the northern expedition, nor did she know what she was thinking about when she looked very smart. Now, Cao Cao had dealt with his opponents in the north, and even pacified the fierce Wuhuan people. He gathered more than 100,000 troops to go south, but at this time Liu Biao was no longer ill.

What made Cai even more unhappy was that she was by his side day and night, but when he spoke, he was still the incompetent eldest son Liu Qi. How could she be happy?

"I have already invited you to invite you, and Boyu asked someone to reply that Sun Quan from Jiangdong is pressing him tightly. He wants to put state affairs first and cannot come back to see you for the time being. Let you rest assured and work hard to have a meal." Cai said softly.
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