"What do you want to say?" Peng Shuang gave him a strange look.
I have never heard Su Yi praise someone so much.
The latter smiled first, then shook his head: "Occupying Lichuan will be beneficial to our overall situation, but now it seems that General Peng is a little timid."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Hearing this, Peng Shuang's nose was almost crooked with anger, and he said angrily: "I, Peng Shuang, have followed the king all my life as a soldier! I still don't know what it means to be timid against the enemy! Today, you must speak clearly to me! Otherwise! , I’m not done with you!”
The general had a hot temper. Although Su Yi was the commander-in-chief of the first theater, Peng Shuang could not bear such words.
But Su Yi didn't mean to be angry at all. Instead, he said, "Then can you guard Lichuan?"
"Why not!"
"What if I can't hold on?"
"Come and see me! The worst that can happen is that you will die in Lichuan, so there is nothing to be afraid of!"
"Is this a military order?"
"A military order is a military order!"
At this point in the conversation, Su Yi's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said: "Okay, General Peng, don't worry, the main force of our army will quickly attack Jingyang and then support Lichuan."
"That's good. As long as I can occupy Lichuan, I can hold it! I will definitely not let the Lingguo army step into Jingyang!" Peng Shuang said, still angry.
"With the general's words, I have nothing to worry about." Su Yi nodded with satisfaction, not to mention how happy he was.
Others in the hall couldn't help but look at each other.
Later, someone said: "Since we are going to attack Lichuan from Wuxiang, it is crucial to open the main road to Wuxiang. Without further delay, the general will ask for orders. We will capture this place within one day!"
"Inappropriate." Su Yi waved his hand slightly: "Although Wu Xiang does not have heavy troops, there are also small units of the Spirit Army. If the large army attacks, they will be aware of it in advance and then make defensive preparations. Similarly, there will be Report to Jingyang. Once this happens, it will be extremely detrimental to our occupation of Lichuan."
"Therefore, it is still the same sentence. When the Jingyang defenders cannot react, we must occupy Wuxiang and attack Lichuan within one day to complete the two strategic goals."
These 10,000 tiger troops are all elite, and they are growing hundreds of miles away, and Wuxiang is not far from Sichuan. Of these two county towns, one is on the southeast side of the main city of Jingyang, and the other is on the east rear.
Therefore, this time is very important, because if the entanglement in Wuxiang lasts too long, the news will reach Jingyang, and the Jingyang defender may take action to prevent Lichuan.
To take advantage of it, do it quickly.
And now the news of the war between the two countries has not reached Jingyang, it will take at least two days.
Everyone looked at each other again.
Su Yi continued: "Wuxiang is not yet in a state of war. There are still many pedestrians coming in and out of the county. If you want to capture this place, big movements are not good. All you need is General Peng Shuang, leading a dozen brothers, in disguise." Become ordinary people, kill the city gate guards, and occupy it for a while. After the city gate changes hands, my 10,000-strong army will arrive soon."
The matter was simple and clear. When Peng Shuang heard the words, there was no nonsense: "Okay! I'll get ready right now."
Su Yi nodded, looked around and said, "You should also go down and prepare."
"No!" Everyone clasped their fists together.
That afternoon, at the gate of Wuxiang City.
The current Qin army has not appeared in this area at all, so Wu Xiang is very relaxed and remains as usual.
There were not many people entering the city today. Most of them were people from nearby villages who went to the market in the morning and left the city in the afternoon.
Peng Shuang, dressed in coarse clothes and linen, led a dozen elite brothers, pushing two wooden carts, dressed like a farmer.
At the city gate, there were several spirit troops checking, and there was also a row of soldiers standing guard on the city defense above.
Not long after, it was their turn, and a spirit soldier came over. He first glanced at the leader, Peng Shuang, then glanced at the wooden cart and asked, "What do you do? What's in the cart?"
"Haha, we are all villagers from a small mountain village. We come to the county to sell some agricultural products." Peng Shuang said with a smile.
"From a small mountain village?" The soldier raised his eyebrows, and as he spoke, he also drew his sword, pretending to open up the hay on the wooden cart.
"Hey? What are you doing? How can farmers move around?" Peng Shuang stopped him.
"Bold!" The soldier was furious. He stared at him and pushed Peng Shuang away. But before he could take the next step, Peng Shuang suddenly grabbed his knife-holding wrist, made a fist with his right hand, and pointed it at him. Just a hard blow to the face.
With a pop, this punch was solid, and Peng Shuang landed a fatal blow. With the courage of the general, the soldier screamed miserably, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and his body flew out and fell heavily to the ground. It kicked up a cloud of dust.
The sudden change frightened the people who were going in and out of the city. They suddenly screamed and became a mess.
ah! ? The other city gate guards were also shocked and screamed. As soon as they reacted, more than a dozen Qin soldiers reached into the wooden cart and pulled out the swords under the hay.
"Kill!" With a loud shout, Peng Shuang held a knife in one hand and took the lead, rushing forward. With such a tiger general running across the battlefield, the city gate guards could not stop him. They only met each other and fell into a pool of blood after three or two sword blows.
More than a dozen people here, after killing the guards, ignored the people who dispersed and rushed towards the city gate.
The soldiers on the city defense also reacted, and someone began to shout loudly: "Enemies! There are enemies! Close the city gate quickly——"
But at this time, it is too late to think about Guancheng again.
There were two more spirit soldiers at the city gate. They were frightened and were moving in a panic, but Peng Shuang had already rushed forward with a bloody sword, raised the sword in his hand, and killed them cleanly.
More than a dozen Qin troops followed closely. After taking down the city gate, Peng Shuang pointed his sword forward and shouted loudly: "Brothers, follow me in!"
"Kill -" a group of elite soldiers shouted in unison, holding swords in both hands and moving forward indomitably.
The sound of chaotic footsteps sounded, and the soldiers of the Ling Army on the city defense were running down. Soon, hundreds of people gathered. When the two sides met, they fought together without saying a word.
There was a hand-to-hand exchange of blood, and blood was immediately splashed, accompanied by howls of misery. There was an admiral at the forefront, and it was such a small-scale chaotic battle. The situation can be imagined. It can be said that only Peng Shuang was alone. The Ling Army couldn't stand it.
Opening and closing, the sword swept across and slashed, often not one person died tragically. Not long after the first contact, the spirit army was shocked by the power, and began to fight and retreat involuntarily.
"Quick! Call for help! Call for help—"
Shouts were heard in the chaos, and some soldiers ran away in panic.
Just when the Bailing Army was about to be wiped out, other officers and soldiers from Wuxiang came over one after another, gathering more and more. After arriving, they immediately joined the battle.
But at the same time, large numbers of black armor and red tassels began to appear on the plain outside the city gate, rushing towards Wu Xiang like a tide.
(End of chapter)
