There are only a few torches at the top of the city, and sand is scattered everywhere. There are fresh traces of blood, broken arrows, and blackened wall bricks. Several moat trenches have been filled in under the city, and siege engines are still burning and smoking against the city wall. .
Chang Siguo, who has been in battle for a long time, knows it well. This is obviously not a small-scale test of power.
But the Beirong people were very impatient and wanted to take over the Four Wastelands City in one go.
It's just that the first round was a bit like stealing an opportunity, because it rained heavily, which was particularly unfavorable to the siege. The bows and arrows could not withstand soaking, and the muddy roads were slippery. The Beirong people's combat power was greatly damaged, and they were defended by the Sihuang City.
For this, both sides paid a heavy price.
Far and near the city, there are abandoned bodies and horse corpses everywhere. In the short term, the Beirong people have no intention of collecting them.
The wounded soldiers and corpses at the top of the city have been moved away.
"The food and fodder they prepared cannot withstand long-term consumption."
Liu Zhirou, still wearing a bamboo hat and dressed in splendor, walked around the city that was quite empty. She revealed the truth in one sentence and said with a smile, "It's exactly what I want. No one can afford to waste time."
He took out three pieces of yellow paper from his sleeves and put his hand outside the city wall.
Watching the paper fluttering and swirling upwards, Liu Zhirou breathed a sigh of relief, counted silently for a while, and said with a smile, "Let's go eat, I'm hungry."
As for the battle situation at the top of the city, he didn't even intend to ask a single word. He turned around and walked down the city, his steps brisk.
This caused the soldiers and generals at the nearby city to look sideways, with angry expressions on their faces.
But I can only dare to be angry and dare not speak.
Mr. Liu, who is a god in fighting, and Mr. Chang, who is famous for his martial arts, do not dare to make mistakes.
After a sumptuous dinner at the Production Supervision Office, Liu Zhirou returned to the room and invited Chang Siguo to play chess again.
Different from the brooding and procrastination in the previous game, this time Liu Baiyi made quick moves and made big moves, killing Chang Siguo, who had just mastered some superficial skills, and lost six games in a row.
"Haha, I had a lot of fun playing this chess game. Come again and again."
Liu Zhirou screamed shamelessly, but Chang Siguo, who was mutilated and mutilated, refused.
How shameless is it?
Liu Zhirou stood up without finishing his thoughts. He knew that it would be almost impossible to kill Chang Guiren on the chessboard like this next time. This guy would never play chess with him again. This time it was a special situation.
Take a look at the copper kettle hourglass on the desk.
"Let's go and put out the signal lantern."
Liu Zhirou walked to the door and suddenly said, "Brother Chang, I have to ask you to give this lantern a pleasant name."
He specially emphasized the word "listening". If he doesn't listen, he won't do it.
"Whatever, just pick one."
"That's not possible. You can't choose a name casually. At most, I can help you with the details."
"Then it's called Kongming Lantern"
Kongming lantern, Kongming lantern, the same word, Chang Si Guo is a shameless person.
Liu Zhirou gritted his teeth, but he couldn't find anything wrong with it. He actually wanted to know more about this name.
It feels like it is stuck in the throat and cannot be vomited out.
The Kongming Lantern came out of nowhere, and even a certain slovenly god in the sky was stunned for a long time, and finally clapped his hands, "It's so amazing, this artistic conception"
Not long after, three lanterns flew up from the backyard, fluttering and rising toward the northwest.
The soldiers at the top of the city who had just experienced the baptism of blood and fire were asked by the general to keep silent. They all looked at the three strange lights, flying into the sky, and finally disappeared into the clouds.
Many of the Beirong cavalry who were patrolling five miles northwest of the city saw three o'clock lights flying from Sihuang City and reported them. Soon after, all Beirong battalions were asked to be alert at night, especially on the third watch. Before and after, prevent the dogs in the four deserted cities from jumping over the wall and stealing camps to break through.
When the two generals Fang Jin and Feng Qian walked into the backyard, Liu Zhirou looked back at the sky.
"Are you sure?"
The impatient Feng Qian asked Liu Zhirou, who held his hand.
"80% sure. There is still 20% left. It depends on whether God will suddenly change his attitude."
Liu Zhirou smiled and extended her hand to invite you.
In order to plan this battle, he had been preparing for more than two months, and he was still in Paomaling. No, to be more precise, when he first planned to attack Beirong, there was a case a year ago.
He rushed to Beirong and carried out burning, killing, looting and the poisonous plan of drawing fuel from the bottom of the cauldron. He expected that in the second month of spring, when the economy was in decline, the Beirong people would retaliate on a large scale.
The several-hundred-mile assault at the end of the year laid the groundwork for this siege.
There were only two things he didn't expect. One was that the Beirong people would dispatch as many as 120,000 people, which was bound to remove the thorn in Sihuang City's side. The other was that he didn't expect that his own people in Beifeng Fucheng could do this. Vicious, stuck in Sihuangcheng's neck at the critical moment.
In this case, then simply leave Beifeng Fucheng and do it alone.
Use two consecutive victories to make those jealous villains move their butts from their positions and get out.
Under the general trend, it will not be up to them whether to quit or not.
"Haha, God must reward you. Who are you, Liu Baiyi, who knows astronomy and terrain? You will definitely succeed this time." Fang Jin flattered him with a haha, and walked into the room first, greeting Chang Siguo, who was acting as a guard, and sat down to drink. Tea.
Feng Qian's tense face turned into a smile. When he saw the chessboard and chess pieces on the desk, his hands itched for a moment, so he invited Liu Zhirou, who liked them as much as he liked, to play a few games.
Then, General Feng, who was used to showing off his power in the bandit army, was mercilessly tortured by the sharp-edged Liu Baiyi until he could not find the north, and he was forced to die.
Losing three games in a row means misfortune in capital letters.
Chang Siguo drank the fragrant tea and cast sympathetic glances from the side, feeling calm and feeling much better.
"The younger generation is formidable and extremely lethal. Lao Fang, your chess skills are better than mine. Come and try a game."
Feng Qian laughed at himself and abandoned his son to admit defeat, encouraging General Fang who was watching the fun to be embarrassed together.
It was impossible for him to lose his temper with Liu Baiyi. As for Chang Siguo, forget it, he seemed to be even less able to offend him.
Fang Jin is an old fox, how can he be fooled? Moreover, at this time, he has to maintain Liu Zhirou's strong confidence and momentum. Even if he can beat Liu Zhirou, he still can't win, let alone win at all.
He called the two of them to drink tea.
All kinds of interesting anecdotes were gathered from heaven and earth, rivers, lakes and temples, and the three of them chatted lively.
Chang Siguo has little knowledge in this world and can only listen.
Unconsciously, the time passed three o'clock. Chang Siguo went to the hut with a full stomach of tea and saw that there was no movement anywhere in the city. Even the dogs were silent. It didn't look like they were about to cause trouble. There were torches at the top of the city in the distance. , sparsely.
He firmly believed that something big would happen tonight, because the two generals were still staying up late with him, but he didn't know what time it would be.
The guard guarding the door came into the room several times, and each time he handed Liu Zhirou a blank piece of yellow paper.
Until the sound of banging was heard at the fourth watch, Liu Zhirou stood up and said with a smile, "Two generals, please"
"Mr. Liu please"
The three of them smiled and humbly bowed for several rounds before Liu Zhirou went out first. There were already more than ten lanterns arranged in the yard. She took the candle from the guard's hand and started lighting the candles in the lantern with the two generals.
After more than ten lanterns took off, one after another, we saw swaying sky lanterns flying from all over the Four Desert City, flying high and low, flying over the houses, over the city walls, and flying towards the northwest.
Thousands of sky lanterns are launched into the sky, creating a spectacular scene.
Although the soldiers watching the excitement at the top of the city did not understand what he meant, there were many smart people who thought of good things.
Not long after, rumors began to spread all over the city that Mr. Liu planned to poison the Beirong people, set fire to them, and other bold speculations.
The liveliness here in Sihuang City naturally alarmed the Beirong soldiers on patrol, and then the lights of the Beirong camp, which was surrounded on all sides, were lit one after another. Everyone looked up and saw the bright lights flying high in the distance, which was unpredictable. What are the barbarians in Sihuang City doing?
The more this happens, the more uneasy Beirong's senior officials feel.
Liu Baiyi has a good reputation, so he must have another agenda for doing these mysterious tricks.
About seven or eight miles away from the Beirong camp in the south, a dozen black figures emerged from the mud. They saw the sky in the distance was dotted with stars, and they quickly took out brand-new lanterns from the tunnel.
"Sir, this thing is really amazing. It can fly when you light it up."
"Yeah, it looks really nice floating in the air."
"Look, there's a lantern flying on the left too."
"There are some on the right, too. They are all our brothers."
"Shut up and get to work quickly. We must stay far away before the Beirong cavalry sentry arrives."
Hundreds of thousands of Beirong soldiers found that they seemed to be surrounded by endless sparks floating in the sky.
The unknown fear makes Beirong herdsmen who believe in ghosts and gods frightened.
What on earth are the Nanmanzi going to do to them?
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