"Roast chicken???" Xiong Wuliang's eyes widened: "Where did it come from?"
In Shaohu's hand, he saw a burnt and oily roasted chicken. The skin was crispy, steaming, and even dripping with oil.
Xiong Wuliang swallowed a mouthful of saliva on the spot!
It’s not that the army doesn’t have enough to eat…
But eating the same military hot pot food every day, and with almost no meaty taste, really made the gluttonous Mr. Xiong choke.
To be honest, even the soldiers of Quyang Army and Shaohu Army under Xiong Wuliang's command have some complaints on weekdays.
Xiong Wuliang spared no expense in supporting this private army - more than a thousand of them were full of meat and fish every day.
When we arrived at the Chu army's camp, we had to follow the 150,000 Chu army to eat dry food every day.
Shaohu chuckled and handed the roasted chicken over as if offering a treasure: "I caught it from the woods and roasted it myself."
Xiong Wuliang burst into laughter - it was strictly forbidden to go out in the military camp, but Shaohu was holding his own bronze seal of Lord Quyang, so the soldiers at the door would not stop him.
This is the privilege of the nobility in this era.
Xiong Wuliang was not polite. He took the roasted chicken, broke off a strong chicken leg, and wolfed it down, making his mouth water. "We will start cooking tomorrow. I didn't expect that I could have a good meal before I left."
Shaohu frowned when he heard this. Although he was a strong-minded general, he felt that these words were unlucky.
"Ahem," Shaohu awkwardly changed the subject: "My lord, I heard that Wu Ben's fight over [Jianyang] was not going well."
Xiong Wuliang's greasy mouth stopped and he raised his head: "Oh?"
It stands to reason that the main force of the coalition forces of King Qian and King Lie of Yue must be confronting Yu Fujun at this time.
Former general Wu Bi led an army of 30,000 to storm Jianyang. It was bound to be a devastating battle.
Why are you still anxious?
Shao Hu: "I heard that the one guarding [Jianyang] is the Yue State General Ji Chuo. He is a capable man. In addition, the Yue State has also left a lot of troops in Jianyang City, so it will not last for a long time."
Fierce?
Xiong Wuliang raised his eyebrows: "Can you find out how many Vietnamese troops there are in Jianyang City?"
Shaohu shook his head and replied honestly: "I can't tell, it's just rumors among the soldiers - some say three to five thousand, and some say tens of thousands."
"But according to my estimate, there should be about ten to twenty thousand people."
Xiong Wuliang nodded slowly.
Tomorrow the army will set off to the east, and Jianyang is still fighting fiercely. It seems that I will see the scene of an army conquest for the first time in this life!
…
The next day, the army was dispatched as scheduled.
I saw hundreds of thousands of troops setting up their camps and building their strongholds, stretching endlessly. Qu Ping ordered the sentinels to be placed thirty miles away. Under the protection of the sentinels, the army advanced eastward at a slow but determined speed.
Soon they crossed the border of Yue State and entered the territory of Yue State.
The Yue people's villages and towns along the way were all empty, with almost no human habitation. This was not because Wu Ben's vanguard army had wiped out the place, but because the people along the way had heard from a distance that there was going to be a war, so they hurriedly took their valuables and dragged them home. He ran away without saying anything.
It was late spring, and the seedlings in the fields were already green. However, when the army passed by, the entire field was trampled into mud.
There is no way, we can't let more than 100,000 troops march in a row of three people along the country road like a long snake, right? How far does the team have to stretch?
I am afraid that the tail of the long snake was attacked in the morning, and Qu Ping, who is at the head of the army, will not know until the afternoon...
At about Xu time (about seven o'clock in the evening), the army finally arrived at Jianyang City.
Looking from a distance, the green flag of the Yue Kingdom on Jianyang City was fluttering at the top of the city - Xiong Wuliang frowned.
The rumors turned out to be true, Wu Bi failed to capture Jianyang City.
…
The army stopped about five miles outside Jianyang. Qu Ping waved his hand and ordered the entire army to camp.
The 120,000 Chu troops joined the 30,000 Chu troops in the vanguard, felling trees and building camps. The soldiers worked very hard. After all, it was already midnight and they had traveled all day. Unlike Xiong Wuliang and others who had cars to ride in, all the soldiers were naturally exhausted.
Everyone wanted to eat quickly before dark, then rest early to prepare for tomorrow's fierce battle.
"General Zhu Guo, the last general is incompetent..." Former general Wu Bi, with his helmet pierced and his armor pierced, came to Qu Ping's commander's tent in a hurry, with a look of shame on his face.
The generals in the tent took a quick look and couldn't help but be surprised.
Although there was no blood on Wu Ben's armor (it might have been cleaned before coming), there were obvious traces of being slashed by a sword.
Obviously, this former general of the Great Chu State actually led his troops to charge into the city in just three days... This shows how dangerous and tragic the battle situation was.
Even so, the result was that Jianyang City was still not captured...
Qu Ping comforted him in a deep voice: "The Yue people are fierce and stubborn, Wu Ben need not blame himself... Let's talk about the situation."
Wu Bi took a breath and reported in a deep voice: "General Zhu Zhuguo, our army has been attacking for three days and has barely cleared the ditch outside the city, but still failed to attack the city wall."
"How many soldiers and horses are there in Jianyang's garrison?" Qu Ping asked.
"About ten or twenty thousand people."
"Do you know who will be the general of the Vietnamese army?"
"The general of the State of Yue - fierce!"
Except for Xiong Wuliang, who had little experience or common sense, all the generals in the tent frowned - Fierce, this is a well-known warrior in the Yue Kingdom.
I heard that in the current civil war in the country of Yue, just last month, this fierce man led 3,000 troops and defeated more than 20,000 Yu Fujun, abandoning their helmets and armor and retreating steadily.
It was Chuo's fierce offensive that forced Yu Fujun to quickly send envoys to the Chu camp, pleading with Chu to send troops as soon as possible.
Qu Ping led a group of Chu generals out of the commander's tent and looked in the direction of Jianyang City from a distance.
The sky has darkened, but the outline of Jianyang City can still be seen dimly.
I saw that the city was built against the mountains, with steep cliffs on both sides. Jianyang City was just stuck between the two mountains. The city was high and the pond was thick, making it quite steep.
All the generals frowned - with such a dangerous situation, it is no wonder that General Wu Ben, who has always been brave and good at fighting, could not easily break the city.
Wu Bi wiped a cold sweat and added to Qu Ping: "General Zhu, this city is made of stone bricks. It is indeed a strong city."
Jianyang, as the first dangerous pass on the border between Chu and Yue, was of course indestructible after hundreds of years of careful management by Yue people.
It is conceivable that there must be a lot of rolling wood and rocks and other objects prepared in the city for the invading enemies.
The generals frowned - such a dangerous terrain, coupled with the famous and capable enemy generals, and the considerable Vietnamese army... this battle seemed to be a tough nut to crack.
Qu Ping stared at Jianyang City shrouded in darkness, his mind was so dangerous, he didn't know how many soldiers and horses under my command would be defeated.
Seemingly intimidated by the steepness of the city, the morale of the Chu generals was also slightly sluggish. They were not as sharp as when the new army arrived and their morale was as high as a rainbow.
"Let's persuade him to surrender first," Qu Ping put his hands behind his back, frowned slightly, and exhaled a long breath: "Send someone to call the city tomorrow."
