This is indeed difficult to answer, but it has to be answered.
"There's just one word, drag." Zhandui Danzeng thought for a while and finally answered the question from the captain of the army, Gyatso Lobsang.
Gyatso Lobsang opened his mouth wide and couldn't believe his ears: "General, why are you delaying?"
"Didn't you notice? What are you waiting for, Captain Ten Thousand?" Zhan Dui Danzeng prompted.
Gyatso Lobsang thought for a while and finally shook his head: "I think the Captain is very vicious. Looking at him today, if you don't attack, I will whip you General."
"But he didn't fight. Instead, he agreed to our request. Let us go to the craftsmen as we wished. We were also lucky enough to see the progress of these new equipment. Did you notice?" Zhan Dudanzeng smiled lightly and continued to prompt.
Gyatso Lobsang scratched his head, thought for a moment, and shook his head: "General, I still don't understand what you mean."
"What the captain means is to wait for the new siege equipment to come out before launching an all-out attack. Now that the new siege equipment has not come out, we can only drag it." Zhan Dudanzeng thought about it and frowned. Finally he said it.
Of course, he couldn't say this to others. After all, it was a secret. Fortunately, Gyatso Lobsang was his captain, so there was no problem of leaking the secret.
Gyatso Lobsang looked confused: "General, why don't you think that the Captain of Ten Thousands thinks this way?"
"Think about it, we are already tired soldiers and horses, why are we allowed to continue the attack? Why not replace the new force with fresh troops?" Seeing the elm-headed Gyatso Lobsang, Zhan Dudanzeng wanted to strangle him, so he had to be patient. explain.
"So that's it?" Gyatso Lobsang suddenly realized, "The captain asked us to continue the attack, just to let other soldiers and horses get a full rest, and then use new siege equipment. Do you want to take Qingtang City in one fell swoop?"
Zhan Dui Danzeng nodded and looked at himself, the captain of the soldiers, with some relief: "Of course, this is just my personal guess. You can't tell others."
"General, why can't you tell others?" Gyatso Lobsang was even more puzzled. "Wouldn't telling it be helpful to improve morale?"
"The Captain doesn't want to say it, so he has his reasons." Zhan Duiduanzeng thought for a while and said calmly.
Gyatso Lobsang looked confused and shook his head: "Why is the Captain unwilling to speak out?"
"Because the Captain doesn't want the Han people to know about this." Zhan Duidanzeng replied calmly.
Gyatso Lobsang became anxious and his voice became louder unknowingly: "General, are we going to suffer like this?"
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't you want others to know," Zhan Dui Danzeng reminded, then shook his head and sighed heavily, "It can only be said that we are unlucky."
Gyatso Lobsang almost burst into tears: "General, can't we just fight it all?"
"There is only one word for it." Zhan Dui Danzeng gritted his teeth and said resolutely: "Procrastinate."
"Does Captain Ten Thousands agree?" Gyatso Lobsang's voice became much softer, then became louder unknowingly, and he asked worriedly.
Zhan Dui Danzeng nodded: "Of course Captain Ten Thousands will not say it out loud, he will just acquiesce."
"It's impossible that the Captain of Ten Thousands would agree, right?" Gyatso Lobsang couldn't believe his ears.
Zhan Dui Danzeng said with a positive tone: "He asked us to see the progress of the craftsmen, which means that he has acquiesced."
"Those grandsons have been given an advantage," Gyatso Lobsang said bitterly through gritted teeth, feeling that his own people were bleeding.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Dui Danzeng shook his head and looked at the city wall with far-reaching eyes.
"A blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise?" He sighed quietly and turned to look at Gyatso Lobsang, "Do you know what this sentence means?"
Gyatso Lobsang scratched his head and said sheepishly: "This little guy has never heard of it, how do you know what it means?"
"This is said by the Han people. Of course you don't know its meaning." Zhan Duidanzeng said solemnly, "Although we seem to be in danger, we actually still have many opportunities."
"What kind of opportunity, a villain doesn't know." Gyatso Lobsang scratched his head again and asked in confusion.
"The initiative to attack is in our hands. The Han people will not take the initiative to attack." Zhan Duidanzeng explained patiently to the loyal captain of the soldiers, "So we can resort to dragging our hands to minimize casualties."
Gyatso Lobsang shook his head and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "My general, you don't know how to comfort yourself."
"The Captain has already acquiesced. As long as the surface attack is strong, you can save yourself as much as possible." A confident smile appeared on Zhan Dui Danzeng's face unknowingly, "But the general attack means an all-out attack from behind, which is completely different from the current situation. Same, they must put all their strength into it. Even if they have this idea, the Captain will not allow them to save their strength at all. Do you think we are lucky?"
"General, what do you mean is that we won't have to go to the battlefield in the future, and we will just watch the other thousand-man troops fighting?" Gyatso Lobsang asked dumbfounded.
Zhan Dui Danzeng nodded and sighed heavily: "That should be the case, but I don't know how many troops are left after this battle is won?"
On the city wall, the fighting was fierce.
The rebels fired thousands of arrows, and the catapults and flints rumbled.
Under the cover of random arrows and flints, the rebels had the upper hand.
The rebels on the ladder crawled upward like leeches, and Lu Gong's cars kept coming out like caterpillars.
They wielded sledgehammers and fireproof tables, and launched wave after wave of attacks on the city wall.
Not to be outdone, the city wall thundered and rockets flew randomly.
There were bursts of black gunpowder smoke and coughing sounds one after another.
The most powerful thing is the winch and hammer. No matter how fierce the rebel offensive is, it comes to an abrupt end at this level.
Song Fei went to bed, but Xiong Zezhong did not leave.
Tan Xing played in the morning, he played in the afternoon, and Seinfeld played in the evening.
Xiong Zezhong pushed open the gate window, looked outside for a few times, and fell into deep thought.
"Military advisor, what have you discovered?" Tan Xing joked when he saw his frown.
Xiong Zezhong didn't seem to hear a word from the military advisor, and tasted murmured: "I feel something is wrong."
Hearing this, Tan Xing also quietly stretched out his head and took a look at the battlefield.
Suddenly, an arrow suddenly came through the Xuan window and was shot down by Tan Xing.
"Commander, what's wrong?" He thought for a moment, and then shot down another arrow with his spear: "The rebel offensive is still fierce."
"It seems that no rockets were used at this time. Did Shen Zhi notice it?" Xiong Zezhong suddenly asked.
Tan Xing nodded and thought for a while: "I heard that rockets were not used during the day yesterday. It is normal not to use rockets now."
"Is it because the gate tower has been replaced with new purlins and tiles that I am no longer afraid of fire?" Xiong Zezhong fell into deep thought.
Tan Xing thought for a moment and expressed his thoughts: "I heard that fierce fire oil is a thing left after the immortals became immortals. It is very precious. It seems that although the nobles of Tubo have great wealth, they still don't have enough money to use it."
"This is indeed possible." Xiong Zezhong nodded, and then expressed his thoughts, "In addition, Shen Zhi found out that today's offensive is not as good as last night."
"It's not as good as last night. It's obviously better to attack during the day than at night. Why not as good as last night?" Tan Xing thought as he closed the window and returned to the desk to look at the map.
In order to fight better, Zhaojiazhuang complied with the requirements of the security group, such as having maps at the four city gates.
While looking at the map, Xiong Zezhong marveled: "Shenzhi, you made this map really well."
As the leader of a detailed construction camp, Tan Xing made a map of the entire Qingtang City.
"This is what the little saint requested. This is the most basic requirement of the fine craftsmanship camp." Tan Xing was a little embarrassed, shook his head and said, "The map made by the little saint is called exquisite."
"Really, let's take a look." Xiong Zezhong asked curiously, "I haven't looked at the map of the Jianguo Mansion carefully."
Tan Xing nodded, took out a portable wooden box, opened the lock, and took out a map about three feet in length and width.
After he spread out the map, he looked ashamed: "This is a map of the entire Qingtang, including mountains and rivers, major cities, and major mineral deposits. The little saint has never been to Qingtang, and I don't know how he drew it. "
"The little saint is a disciple of an immortal, so naturally he cannot be judged by mortal eyes." Xiong Zezhong sighed as he clicked his tongue.
"It's because the little saint is a disciple of the gods." Tan Xing thought for a while, and was even more impressed. "I was able to find petroleum jelly. Fortunately, I have this map."
"Actually, your map is not bad. At least it clearly maps the entire Qingtang City." Xiong Zezhong said with a smile, "Wouldn't it be useful for us in the war?"
"This is also the only gain of the detailed work camp. However, there is one biggest flaw in the map I drew. I wonder if you can see it?" Tan Xing looked at Xiong Zezhong and asked brightly.
Xiong Zezhong looked at it repeatedly and finally shook his head: "I'm sorry, I didn't see it."
"All the maps of the Little Sage were made according to proportions. Although I tried my best to make this map according to proportions, I found that no matter what, it did not reach this level of refinement." Although Tan Xing smiled, Xiong Zezhong found that it was more intense than crying. Ugly.
Xiong Zezhong stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him: "An inch is long, but a foot is short. When it comes to the offense and defense of Qingtang City, the most practical thing is to dodge."
Tan Xing did not let him continue to argue about the map, but said worriedly: "It seems that the rebels' offensive will be like this in the morning. You have to be careful in the afternoon."
"I guess the rebels won't launch a fierce attack during the day." Xiong Zezhong thought for a while and put forward his own idea.
Tan Xing thought for a while and asked suddenly, "Did you draw this conclusion based on last night's economy?"
"This captain of ten thousand is different from the previous ones. He doesn't play according to common sense at all." Xiong Zezhong replied while thinking, "This is based on my experience from the rebel attack last night."
"The Tubo people have no way to fight. Otherwise, why would they be called Tubo barbarians? Then there must be Han people around him as military advisors." Tan Xing thought for a while and guessed the truth in all likelihood.
"There should be a Han strategist beside him." Xiong Zezhong felt the same and said worriedly: "The rebels won't make any big noise during the day. I wonder what tricks they can use at night?"
"Everyone of Peng's soldiers and horses should be well rested and waiting for work. There should be nothing wrong." Tan Xing thought about it and was full of confidence.
Xiong Zezhong shook his head: "It's hard to say. This Deji Phuntsok has no rules at all. It's better to be careful."
"It seems that throughout the day, the rebels will not attack with all their strength. They will take a good rest in the afternoon and serve as emergency forces to be ready to meet the enemy at any time." Tan Xing thought for a while and said decisively.
Xiong Zezhong couldn't help but smile bitterly: "After all, I still suffered from the loss of a small number of troops. We have 1,500 troops and horses, and we have to take turns to fight."
"That's true. The troops are stretched thin, so we have to do this. Fortunately, although some of our soldiers and horses were seriously injured, there were almost no deaths, so we can cope with it." Tan Xing was full of confidence.
Xiong Zezhong shook his head and couldn't help but worry: "The rebels have not launched a fierce attack now. They are obviously waiting for the opportunity. Then they will go all out and thunder."
"This is indeed possible. Not only do we have to defend against Lajia's attack, we also have to be careful that the Dharma King comes up to bite us at any time." Hearing Xiong Zezhong's words, Tan Xing was not optimistic.
Xiong Zezhong nodded: "Although the Dharma King has lost a lot of troops and horses, he has not yet reached the point where his strength and bones are broken. If he sees that we are not leaving, he will definitely take the opportunity to come in."
"From this point of view, our opponent is not ten times stronger, but dozens of times stronger." Hearing this, the two of them broke into a cold sweat.
