"There are also generals in the army who mentioned this matter, but the general did not explain in detail, so there should be some arrangements!"

"That's good!"

After hearing this, Xu Yan felt relieved. He didn't even notice it himself. Subconsciously, he trusted Zhao Shouting very much and felt that with him, Songzhou City would not be destroyed.

This kind of trust also exists in Yin Shenglong, Zhao Chenghuai, Hu Zi, and every Yulin army soldier!

Xu Yan didn't have a long time to enter the Yulin Army. The reason why he felt this was partly because he was infected by them, and the other part was that he learned the process of the Yulin Army's formation.

Since the day of their formation, they have been fighting continuously. Under the leadership of Zhao Shouting, they have fought across the country. In the past ten years, they have defeated countless opponents, which has become the famous of the Yulin Iron Army.

Although Zhao Shouting was a literati and even passed the imperial examination, his ability to train, manage and fight military affairs far exceeded that of his literati's skills. Not to mention anything else, the Xianbei clan, which had been in trouble for nearly a hundred years, has always been a major concern of the court. After Zhao Shouting served as the commander of Hexi, in just three years, the Xianbei forces in Hexi were completely eliminated, and he pursued them all the way, directly attacking the Xianbei capital. The Xianbei king was so scared that he quickly condemned the envoy and asked for surrender. If he was a few days later, he would probably destroy the country!

Since then, the Xianbei people never dared to enter Hexi again. The three words Zhao Shouting can even stop children from crying at night.

He is the real general of war, and with him here, it is enough to calm people's hearts!

The ribs were finally cooked, and Zhao Chenghuai couldn't wait to take out a piece and chew it. Xu Yan went to catch vegetables. He had a little heat these days and had some vitamins.

"Don't just chew on the meat, the bone marrow inside is the best!"

"I don't like that smell. It feels oily. Hu Zi likes it. Every time he eats meat, he wants to chew the bones and swallow them!"

"Hu Zi helps Deputy General Peng defend the city in Lingcheng, and I don't know how it is now. And my second brother, since he entered Songzhou City, I have never seen him again. Where has he been?"

"I don't know either. Not only did the second brother disappear, but the cavalry under his command were gone!"

Zhao Chenghuai came over mysteriously and whispered: "I guess it was the general who sent him a secret mission!"

Xu Yan thought about it. Yin Shenglong was the captain of the Yue cavalry and commanded all the cavalry of the Yulin Army. The importance was self-evident.

There must be a reason for his sudden disappearance, but I just don’t know what it is!

****

Mausoleum City.

A fortress-like city, round on the outside and square on the inside, looks like a giant beast wearing a layer of iron armor, standing on the earth.

Deputy General Peng Yue and 50,000 people were stationed here. It was not because Zhao Shouting did not want to send more people, but because the city space was limited, and 50,000 people were already the limit of accommodation.

Peng Yue received the order to persevere, so since he came, he ordered people to repair the city walls, create defensive weapons, store water and grain... and made many preparations.

As expected in advance, the Xiongnu took the lead in attacking Songzhou City. After realizing that it could not be broken, they turned around and besieged Lingcheng. At the craziest time, they launched five attacks a day, without stopping from morning to night, causing heavy casualties between the defending Jin army.

Under the afterglow of the sunset, the desolate horn sounded, and the Huns retreated like a tide, ending another round of rushing.

The city walls were filled with smoke, and dead bodies were everywhere, including Jin people and Huns. The soldiers cleaned the battlefield and carried them back to bury them when they saw them. As for the Huns, they threw them directly under the city.

Pang Hu was wearing a pair of black iron armor, covered with scratches of swords and arrows. He walked forward with big strides, and the chains rustled.

The dark face has not been repaired for several days, and the thick beard has grown up vigorously. He is obviously a young man in his twenties, but he has the vicissitudes of a middle-aged uncle. His clothes are covered with dark red blood. He doesn't care. He patrols the city and goes to the medical area to visit the wounded.

"Brother Tiger!"

"How is it? Can you still move?"

"It's okay, I'll kill the Huns tomorrow!"

“Good!”

...

Walking out of the tent full of alcohol, Pang Hu's smile disappeared and his expression became heavy.

The plan that the Marshal made before was problematic!

Lingcheng is located on the side of Songzhou City, and it is garrisoned by soldiers, making it support each other with Songzhou City, forming a perfect line of defense.

This sounds good, but there is a fatal loophole in actual combat. If there are enough enemies, the connection between the two cities can be cut off, and the Lingcheng City will become an isolated city. As long as you attack with all your strength, it will be a matter of time before you fall.

Should I save Songzhou City or not?

If you send troops to rescue, you are very likely to be ambushed. If you don’t rescue, will you watch the 50,000 soldiers die?

The Huns noticed this, so they attacked Lingcheng crazily.

Pang Hu scratched his head irritably. He didn't believe that the general would make such a low-level mistake. He would definitely have other purposes for doing this!

But what is the purpose?

Pang Hu was puzzled and went to ask Deputy General Peng, but he didn't say anything.

"I just know how to play the puzzle, and I don't give you a happy word!"

Pang Hu curled his lips and stopped thinking about it. Since the general asked them to defend the city, then defend to the end. The Huns came to kill each other, and let them see the blood of our Jin army!

The next day, the Huns launched another attack.

This time the strength was significantly enhanced, and dense soldiers flocked to them, and the howling rain of arrows on the city wall could not stop them.

Compared with Songzhou City, the walls of Lingcheng were too low and could easily climb up. So after a brief stalemate, the two gangs began to fight hand-to-hand to seize control of the walls.

Pang Hu held the horizontal knife in his hand and roared repeatedly, like an invincible tank, rushing around the city wall, fiercely hitting the Huns, truly killing one person in one step, and flesh and blood flying everywhere!

He was followed by four personal guards, responsible for protecting his back and sides. Five people formed arrows and rushed all the way, unstoppable.

But no matter how brave they were, they could not stop thousands of enemies. After several rounds of fierce fighting, the Huns gradually captured the city.

Peng Yue used his sword to chop over a Hun. Seeing his soldiers retreating step by step, he gritted his teeth, making people ignite the wolf smoke.

Lingcheng is only more than ten miles away from Songzhou City. Standing on the tall city wall, you can clearly see a wolf smoke rising, like a sharp sword piercing straight between the sky and the earth.

Zhao Shouting had been paying close attention to the situation in Lingcheng. When he saw a call for help, he immediately ordered aid. With the sound of a creaking and difficult noose, the heavy city gate slowly opened, and soldiers rushed out of Songzhou City and rushed straight towards Lingcheng.

Outside Songzhou City, 50,000 Hun cavalry were hidden in a sparse woods. They were wearing leather armor, scimitars, and holding their own horses, waiting quietly.

The person who commanded this cavalry was Wuwei Khan's nephew, Zhunlitu, who was the right wise king of the Huns. He was about thirty years old, wearing a sheepskin coat, dark skin, flat nose, small and deep eyes, and a sparse beard.

The horses sent to report that the troops had been sent in Songzhou City, and Zhuanlitu hurriedly asked, "How many people are there?"

"In order to avoid being discovered by the Jin people, we did not get close, but only saw flags everywhere and smoke and dust rolling, with at least 200,000 people!"

"good!"

Zhuan Piaotu took a few steps excitedly and said to the deputy general next to him: "Gather the soldiers immediately and prepare to attack!"

The Huns' cavalry quickly assembled, supported the pietu and turned their horses, and pointed forward: "The brave soldiers, in the beautiful and rich south, there are countless women and wine waiting for us to grab. The Jin people are just a group of soft-footed sheep. We want to snatch their treasures. The Heaven of Changsheng will bless us and kill us!"

"Kill! Kill!"

Fifty thousand Hun cavalry roared out like a dark cloud sweeping across the world, fiercely striking towards the Jin army leaving the city.

Even the fierce Dayuezhi was driven out of the grassland by them and entered the desolate desert to fend for themselves, not to mention the Jin people who only know how to farm, this battle will inevitably be won, and no one doubts!

The horses were rushing forward with the plowing map. Every Huns were born knights. They lowered their bodies, and the people and horses seemed to be integrated.

The wind roared in my ears, and the scenery in the distance was rapidly retreating. Over a hillside, the Jin army team appeared in front of me.

The flags fly and the convoy continues. It seems that Songzhou City is coming out in full swing this time.

They also discovered the Hun cavalry, and the team was in chaos and actually started to turn around and run away!

The plow map sneered, it was too late, and once the wolves charged, they would not let go of their prey.

But the next scene shocked him. The hundreds of Jin people who were walking in the front threw away their flags without hesitation and rode their horses towards Songzhou City. The remaining flags were still standing in place, not moving at all!

In order to prevent fraud, the pulp map ordered the soldiers to slow down their horses. After getting close, they realized that they had been fooled.

Where are any soldiers?

All of them were dummies made of straw. The Jin people tied the straw men to the carriage, one by one, and the continuous convoys created the illusion of a large army marching. The real soldiers were only hundreds of escaped.

The plow was so angry that he cut off the grass man with a knife and shouted: "Chasing me!"

The Huns cavalry rode their horses to chase, but the Jin army had already run away and chased them to the city of Songzhou. They watched them enter the city. Then the city gates were closed, and countless Jin troops rushed out of the city walls. The plow map had to stop.

He still hasn't figured out what tricks the Jin people are playing. So what if they cheat him? Lingcheng is about to be broken, and they really want to die and refuse to save him?

Looking at the tall city in front of me, Zhuanlitu was very upset. In terms of force alone, the Jin people were definitely not the opponent of the Huns' warriors, but the solid cities became their protective shells. To destroy these cities, countless Huns' lives would be paid.

It was because of this that the Jin people repeatedly blocked the attacks of the Huns and occupied the rich Central Plains for a long time!

Zhuanlitu called out a subordinate and said a few words. Then a Hun cavalry ran to the city, speaking half-baked Chinese language, shouting: "The timid and cowardly Jin people have the ability to go out of the city to fight to the decisive battle. What kind of good men are hiding in the city? Are you turtles?"

Zhuan Litu wanted to use the method of provoking them to anger them out of the city to fight to the decisive battle, but his abacus was obviously wrong. The Jin army had no intention of being angry at all, but instead began to scold him enthusiastically. The profound Chinese language was completely beyond the imagination of the Huns. In the end, the Hun cavalry was so angry that he screamed at the city wall.
Chapter completed!