Mr. Yangui

Chapter 472 Chapter [-]
evening.

Zhang Zhihai looked at the wounded soldiers in the camp, and heard the lamentation one after another in his ears, feeling very depressed.

This tentative siege came to an end and ended in disastrous failure.

Both the imperial elite and the newly recruited bandits were dispatched, and the number was not too many, but it was a pity that no matter which way was good, it was impossible to attack the city wall.

Li Wuchang's soldiers have a clear division of labor.

The Longbow team, they didn't attack casually, they only picked dense teams to attack. After one or two rounds of arrow rain, accompanied by screams one after another, the dense team immediately became thinner.

For the smashing team, their targets are naturally the court soldiers climbing on the ladder, stones, boiling water, or even dung, if they hit anything casually, they will not have a good life.

There is also the elite team, similar to the guards with knives, they attack hard ideas that have gone through all kinds of difficulties and dangers to climb the city wall. Once someone successfully climbs the wall, they will immediately rush to surround and beat them, with vicious and deadly moves.

There is nothing to say about the commanders and those who deliver the supplies. The former observes the situation and issues orders, while the latter just pulls things up the city wall.

Everything seemed very orderly, and seemed to be able to do a job with ease.

Because Zhang Zhihai was attacking tentatively this time, there were not many people dispatched, so Li Wuchang also adopted a strategy of fighting in batches. When one team was tired, they would take a rest and let the other team go on top.

Zhang Zhihai even saw Li Wuchang and Jiang Minglun walking back and forth leisurely on the city wall, occasionally picking up a stone and throwing it down, every shot would be a meritorious deed, and every time it would arouse applause on the city wall.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Zhihai's results in this battle were very poor. He only consumed some of Li Wuchang's supplies for defending the city, and he also received merciless ridicule from the French commander.

There was a mess under the north wall of Fangling.

Corpses, blood, broken limbs, arrows, stones, feces, etc. were mixed together, and the smell was disgusting.

But Fangling City is still the same, it seems to be standing still, which makes people outside the city feel desperate.

"General Zhang, it seems that the combat power of Lu Thief's subordinates should not be underestimated!" The counselor came to Zhang Zhihai and expressed emotion.

He proposed the tentative siege, mainly to see what level Li Wuchang's subordinates are. If the level is not good, then a large-scale attack can be considered.

It certainly seems impossible now.

Zhang Zhihai said: "The soldiers under Lu Xifa's command are not as powerful as our elite, but they have a lot of routines and cooperate with each other tacitly. It seems that Lu Xifa does have his own set."

After a pause, he said with emotion: "Oh, when Feng Yi suppressed the bandits, he showed his talents for the first time!"

At that time, Li Wuchang was still an independent school lieutenant, and the small team of a few hundred people made a good appearance. The individual combat power of the soldiers was not strong, but they were able to perform their duties in battle and were extremely efficient.

"Tell me, is there any other way to try?"

After a long silence, Zhang Zhihai asked again.

The counselor said in a deep voice: "Now Fangling City is united as one, and without our manpower in the city, even those who fish in troubled waters have also been wiped out. With our current conditions, it is obviously impossible to break the city from the inside."

This is a cliché, the counselor mentioned it again, Zhang Zhihai didn't understand what he meant, and said flatly: "If you have anything to say, just say it!"

The counselor coughed lightly, and asked cautiously: "General, I would like to ask about the assassination of the little thief Lucifer not long ago..."

Before Mu Tianfeng talked about the gossip about Li Wuchang's assassination, Zhang Zhihai directly said that it was true, and his tone was very certain. At that time, the counselor felt that Zhang Zhihai must know the inside story.

When Zhang Zhihai heard the words, he immediately understood.

Dare to still want to make small moves.

Zhang Zhihai thought for a while, and answered truthfully: "I only know that it is King Qi's staff, nine sword masters between the peak of the seventh rank and the beginning of the eighth rank, but they are not under my command, and I don't even have specific information about their actions. Know."

After a pause, he whispered: "Don't spread the word, King Qi will be unhappy if he finds out."

Look and tone are very serious.

The counselor was taken aback, and immediately nodded in agreement, with a puzzled look on his face.

Since there are so many masters lurking in the dark, why not cooperate with the siege army?

Even if they don't listen to Zhang Zhihai's orders, it's good to have a chat.

Since the masters of that team were able to retreat unscathed after assassinating Li Wuchang, apart from their excellent skills, they must be very clear about the specific situation of Fangling City.

Take it out and share it, maybe you can find some flaws.

Of course Zhang Zhihai understood the counselor's doubts, and immediately explained: "King Qi has always done things like this, and apart from being responsible to His Majesty, he has no reason to actively cooperate with us... Maybe he has other plans.

To be honest, I didn't know what was going on with that team of killers at first, but King Jin carefully revealed it, saying that it was enough for me to have a bottom line in my heart, don't have any expectations, and don't spread rumors. "

The counselor had a heart of gossip. He really wanted to ask King Jin when he offended King Qi, and he had to be sneaky even to reveal the news.

After all, there is still no question.

"It seems that it is really impossible to plan from the inside!"

The counselor calmed down and said: "If you attack hard, the chances are not great...then we can only fight a war of attrition!"

Zhang Zhihai frowned: "War of attrition, consume Lu Xifa's defense supplies? It's not going to work, you have seen that Lu Xifa is a chicken thief, let's say that the archery team, they are all arrows. Reluctant to waste, they don't pay attention to the sparse team...

Stone?What is that thing worth?
Even if there are no stones, they still have boiling water. You know the information. There are already a lot of wells in the city, and after Lucifer took the city, they opened a lot. Come down, our soldiers also suffer.

By the way, there is also dung water, although the lethality is not great, but it is also disgusting to be drenched all over the face. Many people who escaped from death have said that they would rather be shot by arrows than face dung water , When I climbed the wall, I vomited in a mess...

Moreover, even if we run out of their supplies for defending the city, we are afraid that there will not be many people left, right? "

Hearing Zhang Zhihai's analysis, the counselor said slowly: "Of course the subordinates understand what the general said...the subordinates mean to consume food with them, not to attack the city and consume the supplies for defending the city!"

Zhang Zhihai said: "Then you need... support supplies from above? Isn't that good?"

The counselor raised his eyebrows, and said: "The general must be a bit thin-faced, right?... It is a great credit for us to recruit so many bandits, and we just use this time to reorganize the team."

Zhang Zhihai was silent.

Of course he is a bit thin-faced, otherwise he would not be the main general this time.

But if something is to be produced, it will be produced in Liangzhou, and neither Yongzhou nor Jingzhou can be produced.

huh... huh...

Suddenly there was a gust of cool wind, which made people feel refreshed.

Suddenly, the world was completely white.

"Boom!"

The deafening thunderclap caused a burst of exclamation.

It is going to rain.

(End of this chapter)