Han Dang was killed by a twelve-year-old boy in the fifteenth round. The Jiangdong soldiers who were watching could not believe their eyes. Only Lu Meng swallowed his saliva after seeing it and quickly turned the horse's head: "Drive! Drive! Drive!"
At this time, there were only a few dozen troops around Lu Meng, and Han Dang, the most capable fighter, died so quickly, so he immediately made the decision to flee.
A change in the direction of the wind is like a landslide.
The soldiers who reacted slowly were knocked down by Lan Ji's halberd. The remaining soldiers hated their parents for having two legs, and whipped the horse's buttocks wildly with the whip in their hands.
Lan Ji led the young soldiers to charge for a while, and did not chase them very far before returning to Jiangling with the others. To say that Lan Ji had left a deep impression on these young men by killing the captured soldiers, and the killing of General Jiangdong just now was even more impressive, with prestige and trust. It takes root in the hearts of young people.
As soon as the west gate of Jiangling was closed, Guan Xing came down from the city to congratulate him personally.
"Zhong Ling, you are so good. Why didn't you chase him further just now?" Guan Xing asked, patting Lan Ji on the shoulder.
Lan Ji shook his head and replied: "There are tens of thousands of Jiangdong soldiers outside the city. I'm worried that something will happen if we chase far away. Coupled with the rumors in the last arrow book, the people in the city are now uneasy. There must be enough soldiers and horses to control the city. Even if the general is victorious, he cannot leave the city easily."
"The common man from Jiangdong made wild claims. It's a pity that everyone has read the Yangtze News too much these days. They all know what Sun Quan is like. How could anyone believe what he said? But it would be nice to kill that old man." Guan Xing said happily.
"The old man is barking like a dog in the sun. He actually doesn't have much ability. If I hadn't wanted to accumulate some battle experience, I could have killed him within ten rounds." Lan Ji looked a little proud.
Guan Xing smiled and said: "I know you are great, but the second oldest is pretty good, just like my father, you Zhongling, and myself..."
"I really have you." Lan Ji shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Zhong Ling just killed the enemy general, do you think the Jiangdong rats will take revenge?" Guan Xing asked.
"I think so. Let's work hard to defend the city these days and keep a close eye on the prisoners, otherwise the rebellion will be doomed." Lan Ji reminded.
Guan Xing nodded, "If you don't tell me, I will pay attention. No matter where you are, force is respected. Zhong Ling's performance just now is enough to suppress them. I will send someone to report the victory to General Xiang. Do you want to arrange a celebration banquet?" ?”
"Don't be ridiculous, fight off Lu Meng first." Lan Ji frowned.
"Hahaha, I was joking with you." Guan Xing smiled and left.
After Lu Meng escaped back to the camp, his mood could not calm down for a long time. Thinking of his bold words in Jiangxia, his face felt hot. The rest of the journey should be smooth, right? Why am I having such a hard time along the way? Jiang Ling defeated Han Dang before he was able to solve the problem.
As long as Jiangling can be captured and cooperated with Pan Zhang and Zhu Ran to capture and kill Guan Yu, all the sacrifices will be worth it. Lu Meng stood up and became determined again. Thinking that he had an absolute advantage in strength, he would continue to attack if his tactics failed.
Zhou Yu couldn't capture Xiangyang back then. How could I, Lü Meng, not be able to capture Jiangling? It has only been ten days now, and I will definitely be able to change my life against the odds.
Lu Meng was like a salesman hypnotizing himself in front of the mirror. He kept looking for reasons to motivate and encourage himself, and finally his worry about gains and losses was taken over by determination.
"When it's completely dark outside, find someone to carry the body of General Han back." Lu Meng called to personally follow the instructions. After he escaped from the west gate in the afternoon, he strictly ordered those who survived not to reveal what they had just experienced, and used the excuse that Han Dang He was sent to seize Yidu.
"It's not easy to hide the old general's body. If it's left in the camp, it will be discovered sooner or later. Why not send a ship back to Jianye for burial?" I suggested.
Lu Meng frowned and shook his head, "Let's bury him near the camp later. Send him back to Jiangdong to increase the sadness of my lord..."
"Wei." He responded with his fists clasped, but did not leave immediately.
Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, Lu Meng asked doubtfully: "Is there anything else?"
"Uh...it was General Fu who persuaded him to surrender..." he hesitated to speak.
"They are incompetent after all. I have just heard that. I have decided to continue attacking the city from tomorrow. After I break the city, I will naturally skin Xiang Xun and Lan Ji and cramp them." Lu Meng showed a gloomy expression.
"Xiang Xun once gave General Fu advice..."
"What's the suggestion?"
"Assassinating a general is a waste of merit..."
Lu Meng snorted coldly: "Just him? He doesn't have the courage. I will definitely kill this person."
Han Dang's body was secretly carried back to the camp, and Lu Mengtu conveniently buried him in the southwest corner of the camp. Although their actions were very secretive, their whereabouts were already known by interested parties. Fu Shiren, who had been awake all night with worries, lifted up a corner of the tent and went out. Looking around, I discovered Lu Meng's sneaky followers.
If you don't sleep at night, what tricks is Lu Meng doing? Fu Shiren didn't dare to follow him and planned to find out more when he had time.
Determined to attack by force, in the following time, Jiangdong soldiers and horses attacked the city fiercely. In order to seize the city as soon as possible, Lu Meng urged the army to bite the enemy like a mad dog regardless of the cost.
Lu Meng suddenly changed his style of play, making it very painful for the defender Xiang Xun to deal with. The attrition during the war also continued to increase. In order to consolidate the hard-won situation, Xiang Xun asked Lan Ji for prisoners to help defend the city.
The Jiangling City defenders showed great tenacity. Although they kept repelling Jiangdong's attacks, the price was the rapid consumption of military supplies.
The second round of fierce attacks outside the city lasted for seven or eight days. By that time, the city's reserve of feather arrows had been used up. Because the city gate was blocked and raw materials could not be entered, the idle military workshops in the city passively stopped manufacturing, and the stones and rolling logs that could be transported were also not available. After this period was exhausted, the soldiers simply relied on hand-to-hand combat to defeat the enemy, thus losing their condescending advantage.
Lü Meng's forceful attack regardless of losses, the price paid was the lives of the soldiers. They piled people crazily on the city wall, and more than ten thousand Jiangdong children died under the city wall. The fierce battle turned them into humble dust.
The battered corpses were bloody and bloody, and from time to time, gold juice was poured over the city. The lit torches and wood also became weapons to defeat the enemy. These unknown people who died in the battle did not even have an independent burial ground.
At a critical moment both inside and outside Jiangling City, Xiang Xun represented the Xiang clan who stayed in Jingzhou and reached a consensus with the Ma clan represented by Ma Liang, the director of the Yangtze Newspaper.
Two wealthy families in Jingzhou took the initiative to demolish their houses, and then took away bricks, stones, and wood from the ruins to use as military supplies. The people were deeply affected by this, and they donated materials and efforts to defend against foreign enemies.
Lu Meng's continuous attack had already given him hope of breaking the city, but the sudden rebound made him doubt his life.
One midnight, the soldiers in the camp were already asleep due to exhaustion, but Lu Meng was staring at the tent curtain because of something on his mind. Suddenly he saw a black figure running past the curtain in the moonlight.
Are there assassins? Lu Meng stretched out his hand, grabbed the sword in his hand, and followed him out secretly.
