"I know that those young masters have some issues with you. Although you have a great reputation, you are nothing compared to them. If you want to protect yourself, some identities are very important."
"Perhaps that identity is of no use to a civilian, but it depends on whether that person's status changes now or in the future. By then, that kind of identity will no longer be a joke."
Su Qi'an immediately understood. He nodded solemnly, clasped his fists towards Fan Wenzhong and said sincerely, "Thank you, Mr. Fan, for your teaching. The younger generation has learned a lesson."
Fan Wenzhong's words meant a lot of encouragement to Su Qi'an. Su Qi'an was not stupid and naturally understood.
Su Qi'an didn't care at first about the identity of King Yongchuan as a relative of the emperor. At that time, he was just a poor scholar.
This status could not bring him any benefits at all, but it was different now. He had the title of Juren and was on good terms with Fang Jingzhi and Xie Cang.
Coupled with participating in the Ningzhou war, all these things have elevated Su Qi'an's status.
Even if he encounters provocation from a wealthy family like Zhao Ang in the future, Su Qi'an will be able to at least frighten him with this identity.
In the final analysis, it all depends on a person's status. Once he has status and his background, ordinary people will really think twice about touching him.
Fan Wenzhong's reminder made Su Qi'an enlightened, and he naturally expressed his gratitude to Fan Wenzhong.
Fan Wenzhong still turned his back to Su Qi'an, looked at the siege troops below, shook his head and said.
"It's just a small matter. I just don't want to see a talented person being buried. If possible, I still hope that you will join the army and serve the court."
Su Qian clasped her fists and was about to say something. Suddenly, a subordinate hurried over.
With joy on his face, he shook the military report in his hand and shouted, "Commander, good news, good news. Just now, the Split Mountain Army led by Mr. Xie seized the gap in the Rongguo army and took the opportunity to counterattack. Not only did the enemy The soldiers were driven back, and a thousand enemy soldiers were killed.”
Fan Wenzhong quickly turned around and grabbed his subordinate's military report, his sharp eyes scanning.
There was a look of disbelief on his face, but the news in the military newspaper could not be false.
Fan Wenzhong quickly asked his subordinates several questions. After confirming that they were correct, Fan Wenzhong looked up to the sky and laughed.
The slightly stressful atmosphere was immediately dispersed by hearty laughter.
Fan Wenzhong stroked his beard and said, "Haha, this Xie baby always likes to bring surprises to me. Not bad, not insulting the name of our ancestor Xie Yu."
"The commander will personally ask for credit and pass on the order, and the entire army will immediately launch a counterattack to repel the enemy."
Su Qi'an also received the military report and listened to Fan Wenzhong's arrangements.
It has to be said that Xie Cang fought well in this first battle. Not only did he successfully defend Xicheng District, he was also able to seize the opportunity to counterattack directly and catch the opponent off guard.
A total of three thousand enemy soldiers were killed, and the Da Rong army besieging Xicheng District was defeated in one fell swoop.
With Xie Cang's example, the morale of Zhenjun City has been greatly improved, which is why Fan Wenzhong decided to launch a counterattack.
Fan Wenzhong issued the order quickly, but Dayong retreated even faster.
The siege in Xicheng District has been defeated. Naturally, Cook Shu will not be stupid enough to continue the attack. It is right to retreat in time.
After all, this battle has just begun, and the main attack direction is not Zhenjun City, so temporarily withdrawing the troops is the best policy.
Not long after the enemy forces in Zhenjun City retreated, the enemy forces in the other nine cities also did not launch an attack. They just besieged it, giving Ningzhou a slight chance to breathe.
The temporary retreat of Da Rong's army made Zhao Ang, Zhou Yan and the others feel a lot more relaxed.
Although they had the fewest troops under attack in the four cities, the pressure was still considerable.
During the day's siege, they almost came close to the wall several times. Fortunately, the defenders resisted tenaciously. If they were really breached, Zhao Ang might have run away.
Looking at the rows of dead soldiers being carried down after the battle, and the smell of blood emanating from their bodies, Zhao Ang couldn't help but vomit.
At this time, he was a little envious of Liu Zhen and Chen who had handed over the army and left calmly.
After all, the two of them had gained a military exploit. Although it was not a big deal, at least they had an explanation when they returned.
And he, the dignified grandson of Duke Zhao, finally came to the border of Ningzhou and went back without winning any military merits? Don't be scolded to death.
Moreover, behind his back, Zheng Liang has not left. If he leaves, Zheng Liang may not have a good life when he returns to Kyoto.
Not to mention those young masters who left, especially Xie Cang who made new achievements, which made Zhao Ang not only envious, but also jealous.
A descendant of a declining famous family could continue to make meritorious deeds over and over again, which made Zhao Ang, who was from a famous family, extremely unhappy.
No matter what, even if he grits his teeth, Zhao Ang will endure it and earn a military merit no matter what.
Zhao Ang secretly made up his mind, withdrew his gaze and walked towards the resting place.
Da Rong temporarily withdrew his troops, just to give everyone a little respite, but the guarding of the four cities must still continue.
If the heads of the four cities districts were called together in this way, Fan Wenzhong would not be able to do such a stupid thing.
Night came quickly, and except for the necessary guards, some people began to take turns to rest.
But as the coach, Fan Wenzhong couldn't sleep. Based on the battle situation on this day, not to mention other military cities, the casualties in Zhenjun City reached 1,000, while the opponent's casualties were 5,000.
The battle loss ratio was one to five, and this time it was the Great Liang that had a small victory, but Fan Wenzhong's joy did not last long.
Under such tight defense and the city walls were high and deep, the soldiers of Daliang suffered such heavy casualties.
If this were placed on a flat plain, the consequences would be disastrous. From these aspects, the gap in combat effectiveness between Da Liang and Da Rong is huge.
From a hundred years ago, it was almost one to one, then two to one, three to one, and finally five to one.
This gap makes people feel helpless.
Of course, Fan Wenzhong would never say anything that would affect morale.
The reason why Xie Cang was mobilized and recruited was to improve the morale of the army.
Although he could not change the above decision, Fan Wenzhong still had to do his best to make some changes.
The night in Ningzhou is very dark, but more of it is cool with the smell of blood.
After a day of fighting, Su Qi'an watched the soldiers who were enough to push the county bandits to the ground and grind them to death on the battlefield.
That kind of desolation is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
Perhaps for them, dying on the battlefield is their glory.
Su Qi'an stood on the observation deck, looking at the rising bonfires where Da Rong's army had set up camp in the distance, his eyes flashing, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Even if a subordinate asked Su Qi'an to go down and rest, Su Qi'an would remain indifferent.
The long night passed quickly, and when the sky just dawned, an equally long bugle sound sounded.
The bugle that sounded this time did not come from Zhenjun City, but from the opponent's Daerong Army.
Before he even got close, a terrifying and murderous aura hit his face.
"Pass this command to the entire army to defend, defend Zhenjun City to the death, and defend Ningzhou to the death!"
"Defend Zhenjun City to the death, defend Ningzhou to the death!"
The powerful sound was like a hurricane, gathering in the sky. When the two collided, the cold wind in the sky roared even more sharply.
On the second day, Daei's army attacked with even greater ferocity, and their attack method became more and more powerful. It was completely different from yesterday's feint attack.
Darong's army was only two miles away from Zhenjun City, and the sky above the city was filled with arrows.
The Da Rong cavalry were like arrows leaving the string, charging straight at them with astonishing momentum.
The battle between the two sides suddenly started.
The sky was full of arrows, mixed with the neighing of horses, and the sounds of armor and swords and halberds clashing. Soldiers were shot one after another, fell down from their horses, and were trampled by the cavalry behind them, turning them into pulp.
Under the crazy attack of Da Rong's army who was not afraid of death, in less than a quarter of an hour, some soldiers approached the tower and began to build ladders to launch a strong attack.
Looking at this posture, it looked more like a storm than a siege. Su Qi'an glanced at the tower.
The number of troops attacking Beicheng District this time was twice that of yesterday, at least 20,000.
This is not to say that the strength of Da Rong's army has increased, but that they have gone crazy and changed from yesterday's siege to gathering most of the troops to attack Beicheng District head-on.
On the other hand, the other three cities have only about 5,000 troops in each city. Although it is only a small number of 5,000, they are all serious heavy armored infantry.
Moreover, armed with the ability to conquer giant trees and equipped with shield bearers, these 5,000 troops were able to hold back the defense forces in the three cities.
As a result, they were unable to lend a helping hand and support Beicheng District.
Not only Zhenjun City suffered such a powerful attack, several other large defensive cities similar to Zhenjun City also received special attention.
Just overnight, the offensive direction of Da Rong's army changed from attacking weak defenses to defending a heavy city with a hard attack.
This style of play made Fan Wenzhong frown.
He has been fighting for more than 40 years and has never seen this kind of fighting method regardless of casualties.
Defend a heavy city with force? No matter how many troops the opponent has, as long as Fan Wenzhong cannot hold on and holds on for dear life, when other offensive military cities are freed up, Dayong's army will be destroyed.
You don't even need to wait until then, just relying on the iron-walled city defense of Zhenjun City can drag the opponent to death.
Isn’t this a courting death sent to your door?
Dealing with Da Rong's army is no longer a day or two. Fan Wenzhong cannot understand this kind of death-seeking tactics.
Don't talk about him, even Su Qian frowned. What did the Da Rong army want to do with this kind of play?
Su Qi'an can't even see his movements clearly at the moment, which is too weird.
The two looked at each other and saw a lot of confusion in each other's eyes.
Although he is puzzled, the battle will still continue. The only thing Fan Wenzhong can do is to actively defend and never let Beicheng District have a loophole to take advantage of.
As long as he can continue to consume it, he will take the initiative to attack when the opponent's casualties are too heavy.
He is known as the master of defense, but he can seize the opportunity and switch from defense to offense. Fan Wenzhong will also take this opportunity.
The battle in Beicheng District was fierce, beyond imagination, and extremely tragic.
