"Is this true!?"
Wu Jing's heart trembled suddenly!
As a martial artist, she naturally understands how terrifying the great martial artist's blow is!
It can be said that even with her cultivation level, she would not dare to resist this injury.
Just such a small piece, no more than the thickness of a wrist, can it really explode with such great power?
Seeing that Wu Jing didn't believe it, the old housekeeper just chuckled.
At this moment, this old man who used to be sluggish actually became full of energy.
"If the city lord doesn't believe it, can you let me give it a try?"
"Just stay put for now."
This time, Wu Jing did not hesitate any more. After all, if what the old housekeeper said was true, then a mere west city gate would definitely not be a problem.
And in this way, there will be fewer casualties among his subordinates.
Thinking of this, Wu Jing nodded slightly and said:
"In that case, I'll leave it to the old butler."
…
Wucheng, on the street,
An old man with white beard and hair was carrying a bag and walking briskly, like a scholar coming to Beijing to take the exam.
His peculiar dress instantly attracted the attention of many people.
"Look at him, at such an old age, he still wants to go to Beijing to take the exam. I'm afraid there are not many scholars with such perseverance."
"Perseverance? I think he is a waste. After taking exams for so many years, he still achieves nothing. What does this mean? It means that he is not the material for studying at all!"
Ignoring the people's comments, the old housekeeper only had one thought in his mind at the moment, which was to send the big firecrackers behind him to the place planned in advance.
Thinking of what he had just seen, the old housekeeper couldn't help but feel excited.
Those Xichang secret agents are like gods.
Not only did they depict the West Gate with great clarity, they even counted the bricks on it.
Not only that, they seemed to use numerology. It's just that they are too profound, even the old housekeeper himself can't understand them.
However... after a period of calculation, the spies from the West Factory decided on a corner of the West City Gate where the cannon would be released.
It's a pity that these Xichang spies are not skilled enough, so letting them set up big firecrackers is tantamount to death.
Therefore, this important task can only be entrusted to the old housekeeper.
The old housekeeper didn't have any objections to this. It was already very difficult to live to his age.
Even if he died, it would be nothing to him.
What's more, he died to save the people of Wucheng.
Therefore, his pace not only did not stop, but also accelerated a lot.
Wu Jing stood on the city wall, watching the loyal old housekeeper go away. She didn't slowly look away until his back completely disappeared from sight.
She clenched the spear in her hand, feeling that the spear weighed a thousand kilograms.
"Old man, it's time for us to play."
…
Although the old housekeeper regarded death as his own, it did not mean that he was going to die.
On the contrary, with the cover of friendly forces and his own flexible body. He was like a loach, forcing himself under the eyes of Hou Jin's soldiers and finding a gap to get in.
Not long after, he successfully reached the preset blasting point.
This task doesn't seem to be difficult. I really didn't expect that my old bones could come in handy at such a critical moment!
The old housekeeper sighed silently in his heart, and then made arrangements strictly according to the instructions of the West Factory spies.
When everything was ready, he took out the fire stick from his arms and lit the fuse...
…
Wucheng, West Gate,
Jin Shuangxing didn't know what happened, and woke up before dawn.
He always felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, he found nothing wrong.
"Come here! What's the current situation of the battle?"
Hearing his voice, a messenger came in soon.
"General, the Zhou people are gaining momentum now, but we haven't made many achievements."
"The city gate is too narrow and our soldiers cannot spread out fully. So, so..."
"A bunch of trash!"
Jin Shuangxing cursed angrily and immediately walked to his golden scale armor.
The messenger was very discerning and took the initiative to come over and put on the armor for Jin Shuangxing.
Seeing that he was so sensible, Jin Shuangxing's face looked much better.
He picked up the Zhanma Dao placed on the knife rest and waved it a few times in his hand. In an instant, the sword wind was particularly sharp.
"Let's go out and take a look!"
"By the way, is there any news over at Guyyu Pass?"
"Inform the general, reinforcements are already on the way. The first batch of reinforcements will arrive early tomorrow morning!"
"very good."
Jin Shuangxing nodded slightly, stood up and strode out of the gatehouse, standing on the city wall.
At this moment, soldiers from both sides were still fighting together.
The difference is that the soldiers of Hou Jin fought all night and had no strength left. On the other hand, the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty were all in the limelight, and at this moment they were able to overwhelm the soldiers of the Hou Jin Dynasty.
When Jin Shuangxing saw this, his brows sank slightly.
It seems that these reinforcements from the Great Zhou Dynasty have arrived, but...as long as I can hold on here today, it will only be a matter of time before I conquer Wucheng.
Thinking of this, Jin Shuangxing simply stopped attacking.
He looked towards the messenger and said calmly:
"Bang the drums and withdraw the troops."
"Pass this on, as long as we hold the battle line, our reinforcements will arrive tomorrow."
Soon, this order was passed down.
The faces of those Houjin soldiers who were at the bottom showed the joy of surviving the disaster.
After all, the continuous battles had exhausted the last of their strength. If the war continues, many people may not die at the hands of the Zhou people, but may be exhausted to death.
I saw the soldiers of Jin Dynasty disappearing quickly like the tide.
The next moment, rows of archers poked their heads out from the wall of the west city gate.
The captain led by Da Zhou said secretly that it was not good and immediately issued an order to retreat temporarily.
Ever since, the situation on the entire battlefield has changed again.
At this moment, with the west city gate as the center, as long as the bow and arrow can reach, it is the sphere of influence of the Houjin people.
Apart from this, they were all occupied by the Zhou people.
Today's Zhou army has formed an encirclement against the Hou Jin people.
Wu Jing frowned slightly as she looked at Jin Shuangxing, who was huddled in the west city gate and had never appeared.
They were all already in trouble, so why didn’t Hou Jin’s generals surrender?
Is it possible that he has other sources of support?
As a military general, Wu Jing never underestimates his opponents. In particular, it is the ancestral motto of the Wu family not to underestimate the generals of Houjin.
If you can see the dilemma yourself, how can the other party not know about it?
The reason why they are stuck here is probably because they are waiting for reinforcements.
If you think about it carefully, the ones who can rush to help should be the reinforcements from Guyuguan.
And Guyuguan is only two days away from Wucheng.
If we had negotiated in advance, we might be on our way now.
