After He Li, follow the reckless man to flee the wasteland and farm the fields

Chapter 530 You Can Win in Siege Risk
Zhang Jinglin knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists and asked Xiao Zeyu to fight. Without saying a word, Xiao Zeyu kept looking at the sand table in front of him. This battle sand table was made by him according to the terrain of Luocheng.

Zhang Jinglin was still kneeling on the ground, he didn't understand why the young master didn't agree to his challenge?
"You get up first."

Xiao Zeyu raised his hand and ordered Zhang Jinglin to stand up, while he looked at the sand table and thought deeply.

"Look, Jing Lin, Longling is calling in this position now."

Xiao Zeyu drew out his sword and pointed at the location where Long Ling called the formation. Zhang Jinglin looked over seriously. It was outside the east gate, not the main gate. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he looked up at Xiao Zeyu.

Seeing that he already understood, Xiao Zeyu nodded with a smile: "Jing Lin has already understood."

"Yes, young master, this position can be filled with pockets."

Zhang Jinglin's back was sweating, and he looked at Xiao Zeyu adoringly. If the young master hadn't come and was forced to fight by Longling, he would be trapped in Longlingbu's pocket formation.

"En." Seeing that Zhang Jinglin could see it, Xiao Zeyu nodded, "We must move the battlefield to the main entrance."

Xiao Zeyu pointed the tip of the sword outside the main entrance, which was an open space where the opponent could not move.

"I sent someone to check it out. The Wanjia Army has more than 2000 people, and the total number of soldiers in our city is less than [-] people. We are outnumbered."

Zhang Jinglin sighed, going out the main gate was a one-on-one fight, but the enemy was several times as many as theirs, and only more than half of their team were veterans, the rest were newly recruited into Xiao's army, and the battle-tested Wan's army Confrontation is like hitting a stone with a pebble.

Even if the Wan Family Army did not form an formation, it would have no chance of winning.

"Yes, so we can do this."

Xiao Zeyu spoke out his plan calmly, but Zhang Jinglin felt that it was too risky.

"Isn't it dangerous?"

"War is dangerous, but you can win in danger, and it is better than gaining more with less."

Xiao Zeyu nodded. This method is indeed risky, but it is the best way to solve the crisis in Luocheng.

"Okay, I'll organize a death squad right away."

Seeing that the young master had made up his mind, Zhang Jinglin immediately obeyed and made preparations.

The soldiers who went this time were close to death, and had to sign a life-and-death certificate. What is needed is a brave and cautious person, otherwise it will be a bad thing for a coward to go.

Zhang Jinglin made preparations. Xiao Zeyu stayed alone in the central army tent and looked at the sand table with deep eyes. This time he wanted to take people there himself. Although it was dangerous, but with the grenade given by Qinger, he could safely return to the city at the last moment. .

Zhang Jinglin selected a total of 100 death squads. Almost all of these [-] people are veterans of the Xiao family army.

"Little Lord."

Zhang Jinglin brought these one hundred soldiers to the big tent of the Chinese army. When he saw Xiao Zeyu wearing night clothes, he hurried forward: "Young master, do you want to go in person? Absolutely no!"

Such a dangerous thing, the young master actually wants to risk himself, no matter whether he is doing it publically or privately, Zhang Jinglin will stop him.

"I've made up my mind, Jing Lin doesn't need to say more, today is New Year's Eve, and tonight is the best time."

No one can stop what Xiao Zeyu decided, he waved his hand to tell Zhang Jinglin not to say more, Zhang Jinglin wanted to persuade Xiao Zeyu to think twice, but he had already walked out of the big tent.

A hundred soldiers standing outside the door knelt down together when they saw the young master coming out: "Young master."

After all, they are well-trained, and the shouts come from the dantian. Although there are only a hundred soldiers in the area, they have a sense of majesty, which is comparable to thousands of troops.

"very good."

Xiao Zeyu nodded, his majestic eyes swept over everyone present, and he said to them loudly:

"In a while, everyone eat something good, and I will take you to kill the enemy when you are full."

"This subordinate is willing to follow the young master to the death."

Hearing that the young master took them there in person, the hundred soldiers were very excited. With the young master by their side, they would surely return victorious.

Seeing that Xiao Zeyu couldn't be stopped, Zhang Jinglin had no choice but to follow his orders and prepare.

There were lanterns and festoons in Luocheng, and the sound of gongs and drums. The Wanjia army stationed outside the city saw how lively the city was, and thought of their relatives at home. It’s Chinese New Year today, how are they?

Long Ling ordered people to go out and scold Xiao Zeyu's ancestors for eight generations. Those who celebrate the New Year don't believe that he can still hold his breath.

Luocheng has been besieged for so long, and half of the food and grass have been consumed. Long Ling is also anxious. If the food and grass are exhausted and Luocheng has not been defeated, then he has to go back to the capital to ask for food. He brought so many troops out, and only two thousand Xiao family troops can't be defeated. According to the emperor's temper, the guarding Luocheng must give him a reputation of being unfavorable.

Moreover, the food in the capital is not enough, and there are several other places where wars are going on, so where can I have extra food for myself?

So he also hoped for a quick battle, and found that this Xiao family child was too calm, no matter how much he scolded him, he would not come out, and he didn't know if he was timid and afraid of death, or could he hold his breath?
"General Zuo, people in the city have sent a letter saying that Luo City is celebrating the New Year in a lively manner, and there is no movement from the army. Only the granary has sent more guards."

A soldier came to report, and Long Ling frowned after hearing this. The army besieged the city and still wanted to celebrate the New Year. Is this waiting for reinforcements?
"Come here, attack the city, we can't let them spend the rest year."

Long Ling decided not to wait any longer, and while they were attacking the city during the Chinese New Year, his main attack position was still in the east city. This side could be retreated and defended, and the attack was also convenient. He also attacked in the other three directions. No matter where you go.

But he also knew that there were more defending troops in Dongcheng than the other three places, and they were scolding here every day. The Xiao family army in the city had already held their breath, and they let go when they attacked the city.

But he didn't care, the total number of Xiao's army in the city was more than 2000, even if there were more people in the East City, how could there be more?

When it was almost midnight, Longling led troops to attack the city, and the army was approaching. The well-trained Wanjia army climbed up the city wall on a ladder, carried rolling logs and hit the city gate, attacking with murderous intent.

Zhang Jinglin led people to throw rolling wood and thunder stones on the city wall, pour tung oil down the city and shoot rockets to ignite. The soldiers who climbed the city wall on the ladder all turned into burning men and fell down the ladder.

Seeing that there were enough people gathered below the city, Zhang Jinglin pulled a grenade and threw it down. The Wanjia army suffered heavy casualties amid the sound of the explosion.

Long Ling had only heard about it before, but today he saw the power of the big killer and saw that the siege from the east was fruitless, so he ordered people to attack from the other three directions together.

But before the soldiers he sent to deliver the order left, all three teams had sent soldiers, and the soldiers at the main entrance reported:
"General Zuo, Xiao's army's powerful killer weapon is boundless, we can't get close, and the casualties are heavy."

The soldiers at the north gate reported:
"Report to General Zuo, a big man rushed in from behind the line. He was so brave that he died when he touched a pair of hammers."

Long Ling's expression changed drastically after hearing this, and he immediately ordered: "Hurry up, send more people to protect the rations."

(End of this chapter)