Wu Tong and Chen Zhong rode their horses and inspected the entire Ruyang City before feeling more at ease.
Judging from the inspection, it should be said that everything is fine. The morale of the soldiers did not decrease due to the large army's pressure on the situation. After repelling several rounds of enemy attacks during the day, it seemed to have improved slightly. The sergeants who were responsible for non-stop patrols in the city also fulfilled their duties and did not find anything unusual. As for the important defensive areas of the city head and city gate, they did not dare to relax at all. If you look at it this way, you should be able to sleep well for a few hours tonight.
Judging from the observation of the enemy camp outside the city, it seems that they have no plans to launch a night siege. The enemy camp was even more silent.
"If I have more troops, I will definitely go out of the city to attack the camp tonight to relieve the anger I am holding in my heart!"
Chen Zhong was already drunk and felt a lot more courageous.
"Haha, General Chen, don't underestimate the British King. With Ma Jun and Gu Peng supporting you, even if there seems to be no movement in the enemy camp, there is no doubt that a trap has been laid, waiting for you to fall into the trap! "
Wu Tong smiled, not optimistic about this proposal.
Perhaps, people would not think that they would dare to attack the camp when they are weak, but there is no need to take this risk. After all, compared to the enemy's army, preserving one's own vitality is the most important thing. Moreover, they are now holding the barrier with one man, blocking the enemy, but they are also unable to escape easily. It is even more difficult to take a detour and attack the enemy behind.
Therefore, the only way to win is to make a solid defense and make the enemy feel that you are a bone that cannot be chewed.
"Haha, you're right, you're right, it's the end of the wave."
Chen Zhong laughed twice, and his attitude of admitting his mistake was quite good.
At that time, it was the time of Xu, Wu Tong raised his head and looked at the sky, and finally felt completely relieved.
"General Chen, please go back to the General's Mansion to rest first. If anything happens, the sergeants will notify you in time. If nothing happens, when the ugly time comes, you and I will take over and take a rest."
As the commander-in-chief, Wu Tong had further concerns and did not dare to take things lightly.
"Then, how do you do that? Why don't you go back home and rest first, and I will be responsible for the rest of the night?"
Although Chen Zhong was getting drunk, he still knew the ups and downs.
"It doesn't matter, I'm not drunk enough tonight, haha. Later, we can set up a table of wine and food in the city and have a few drinks!"
Wu Tong smiled, showing some pride.
Chen Zhong knew that he was concerned about him, so he stopped insisting, bowed his hand to Wu Tong, and went to the general's mansion with a few personal guards.
Looking at his retreating figure, Wu Tong was thoughtful and his expression began to become solemn.
With the King of England's ability to use troops, he really shouldn't have only two axes.
He couldn't help but carefully recall the offensive and defensive battles during the day, hoping to find something from them.
During the day, the enemy troops took turns attacking the city with Ma Jun and Gu Peng as the vanguard. It was obvious at a glance that they wanted to use the superiority of men and horses to defeat themselves. If based on this analysis, they should continue to use the strategy of weakening the enemy and launch several more attacks without interruption. Only by making themselves restless day and night can they have a good chance to break the city. However, they suddenly became quiet. What mystery could there be in this silence?
Then, it seemed that every time they attacked the city, there was a feeling of "loud thunder and light rain". The war drums were beating loudly, but not many troops were actually invested.
Is there any conspiracy behind all this?
Wu Tong thought about it again and again, but still couldn't figure out the key. However, an indescribable sense of crisis has never completely dissipated.
