Standing on the city wall arrogantly, looking at the corpses of the Kingdom of Jin and the wounded soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin who were wailing under the city wall, there was an excited look on their faces.
He hammered the city wall hard several times and looked at the generals like Ke Yan who were also stunned: "I know that Liu Xiaozi won't come up with some junk to fool me. Sure enough, these things called landmines are not as powerful as artillery. The best thing about the explosive bullets is that they are hard to guard against!"
"Beautiful, so beautiful. Killing 5,000 enemy troops before they even fought. It's so morale-boosting."
Xiong Kaishan put down the telescope in his hand in amazement: "I'm afraid these Jin people will never imagine until their death that there will be something that can kill them buried under their feet!"
"It's a pity that there are too few landmines, otherwise a dense formation of 40,000 people would kill and injure tens of thousands of enemies!"
He stroked the beard on his chin with a solemn expression: "Just be content. When the Mine Willow boy made these, he looked as distressed as if he had died. I think these things are also very precious to him. Let's Don’t be greedy, you killed five thousand enemy troops without losing a single soldier. This is already a big victory.”
"This general has just taken a look at the potholes. At least half of the mines have not been triggered. This is enough for an old boy like Wanyan Chizha to waste his brains."
"Command the brothers to be on guard. Don't let down your guard just because of the results of the landmines. Wanyan is famous for his reputation and is not an easy guy to deal with. Even if we kill 20,000 of them, our military strength is still far inferior to theirs. .”
"Got the order!"
On the high slope in the west of Yingzhou City, Liu Mingzhi put down the telescope in his hand with a regretful expression. Compared with the mines in his impression, the power of these mines was still a bit unsatisfactory.
There was quite a bit of movement, and the smoke and dust it raised was like an explosion of mushroom eggs, but the lethality was a bit unsatisfactory.
The Jin army of 40,000 people in dense formation only left a mere 5,000 soldiers and horses, which was really not very powerful.
Song Qing, Cheng Kai and others on the side put down their telescopes and looked at Young Master Liu's regretful expression with strange expressions.
"Commander, this is not bad. How powerful do you think you are? Killing five thousand enemy troops without doing anything is more powerful than artillery."
"Yes, you told us to be content with what we have, but why can't we do it now that we are here?"
Liu Mingzhi waved his hand casually and walked towards the mount in the distance: "If you hadn't seen the world, where would you be? You are a bunch of bumpkin. You are the ones who can't serve dog meat on the table."
"If it happens in future generations...well...that's all, what's the use of talking about this? Who told me not to be a decent person back then!"
Listening to the strange words in Young Master Liu's mouth, Jiang Jiang finally looked at each other and wondered what the Marshal was muttering.
Young Master Liu took off the wine bag from his horse and lay directly on the grass.
"Monitor every move of the Jin Army. When these thunder formations are completed, it will be when we attack. If there are two thunder formations in succession, the morale of the Jin Army will definitely be extremely negative. At that time, it will be your opportunity to show off your talents."
"Got the order!"
Everyone looked at Mr. Liu, who was holding the wine bag and taking a sip, closing his eyes and taking a nap. He took out his telescope and looked at the north of the city with sharp eyes.
In the large tent of the Jin Kingdom's Central Army, Wanyan Chizha looked at the soldiers with a gloomy face and couldn't explain anything, and slapped the table hard.
"Are you all blind? Didn't you notice where this huge explosion came from? It couldn't have happened out of thin air, right?"
"Report, the last general, Yelu, wants to see you!"
"Come in!"
"Thank you, Marshal!"
Wanyan Chizha looked at Yelv Mo who walked in with a heavy face: "How is the situation? Did you ask anything?"
Yelv Mo glanced at the soldiers around him and nodded slightly: "General Mo asked some of the brothers, and their answers were almost the same. When they were slowly approaching, their footsteps suddenly softened, as if they had guessed something. At first, they thought It was a soft mound of soil, so they didn't pay attention to it, but as soon as they took the second step, explosions sounded one after another around them, and then they didn't stop for a moment, and there were deafening explosions everywhere in the phalanx of 40,000 brothers. "
After hearing this, Wanyan Chizha sat on the chair and pondered.
After a long time, Wanyan Chizha stood up and scanned the crowd: "As expected, these exploding things must have been buried underground. It's hard to say why the explosion occurred, but it must have something to do with the things the brothers stepped on."
"These things are more terrifying than artillery. Artillery can at least have traces to follow, and you can dodge it based on the explosive point idea. But you don't know where these things are buried, and you can't tell who will be one of them if they fall. trap."
"Especially whether these things explode one with one kick or several with one kick, we have no idea."
"No wonder this old man, Zhang Kuang, is so confident that he waits for our army to approach the city without fighting back. It turns out that he is waiting for me here."
"It's my fault too. I was too careless. I knew something was amiss but didn't take care. I'm sorry for the brothers who died in battle!"
"Commander, don't blame yourself. No one knew that the Southerners would bury such a powerful thing underground. This is the first time we have encountered such a thing. It's natural that we were unprepared!"
"That's right, Marshal, just keep your eyes open. No one wants this. It's just that the southerners have weird but powerful things emerging in an endless stream, making it difficult to guard against."
Wanyan Chizha suddenly stood up: "Quickly, send a message to the Yaleha Golden Eagle, asking them to be careful about whether there are these powerful things outside Jeju City. Don't accidentally fall into Wan Mingliang's scheme and let the soldiers go in vain. Go and die!”
As soon as Wanyan Chizha finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed. This time they realized that their troops were attacking in two directions. If Jeju also has these things, Commander Yeruha might not really be able to hit the Southerners without knowing it. A dirty trick.
After the messengers left, Wanyan Chizha looked at Yelv Mo with a gloomy face.
"Have the casualties been counted?"
Yelv Mo nodded heavily: "More than 3,600 people were directly killed in the battle, more than 2,300 were seriously injured, and more than 8,000 were slightly injured. It is estimated that about half of the seriously injured brothers can be rescued, and the rest can only be left to their fate. "
Wanyan Chizha hammered the table hard and sighed.
"It's not a victory before we start, it's not a victory before we start!"
"We can't guarantee whether there are any of these things in the lower areas outside the city wall now. Please tell me if there is any way to deal with these powerful things and attack the city wall!"
There was a brief silence in the big tent. After a while, a general stood up and looked at Wanyan Chiezha tentatively.
"Commander, how about we try to attack at another city gate?"
"How do you know these things are not buried outside the other city gates? Try it? How to try it? And then test it with the lives of five thousand brothers?"
"If it happens, have you ever thought about what the result will be?"
"Part of the north of the city has been exploded. Instead, we should continue to attack the north gate to minimize casualties."
"This... will eventually lead to a loss of care!"
"Commander, I have found a solution for my humble position!"
Wanyan Chizha subconsciously glanced at the bodyguard beside him. This was his youngest son Wanyan Changzhong. He was taking him with him this time to let him see the cruelty of war, so that he would not do anything serious all day long and cause trouble for himself!
"any solution?"
"sheep!"
"Sheep? Hiss... you mean..."
"Yes, we have a large number of sheep waiting to be slaughtered in our food supply. In this case, we can let them run towards the city wall instead of the soldiers."
"When I was a kid, my eldest brother tied firecrackers to the tails of the sheep when we were racing sheep, and they rushed forward like crazy. There was no need to drive them away. It is perfect to use them instead of soldiers to test these terrifying things."
"What a great idea, I will second my opinion!"
"The general seconded the proposal!"
"Humble position seconded!"
“…..”
For a time, the big tent was full of admiring voices. They looked at this well-known dandy prince in Daizhou in amazement. It turns out that he is really useless if he can't have fun!
After playing well, you can also play with flowers and play with doorways.
Wanyan Chizha looked at his somewhat proud little son with satisfaction. After eighteen years, this boy finally made him happy for once!
"The quartermaster has always come to see me."
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