The strong wind neighed the horses, and more than 100,000 troops formed square formations and appeared two miles away from Lucheng.
"My lord has an order, but the Xu thieves are unethical and attack Liangzhou without permission! My lord is magnanimous and orders you to quickly surrender the city gate and withdraw from Liangzhou! Otherwise, if Lucheng is captured, the Shu people will die!"
A shouting Liang man rode a tall horse and rushed to the front of Lucheng. He regarded himself as a hero and kept pointing and shouting angrily at the city gate.
This is nothing more than a means of destroying morale.
"Longbow, shoot him to death." Xu Mu said calmly.
Bow Dog, who had been impatient for a long time, nodded, quickly took off his bow, and attached a beautifully made small arrow.
The small arrow whizzed out, and the rider screamed, fell off his horse and died. Even to the end of his life, he didn’t understand why he was still shot dead with one arrow despite the range.
The gates of Lucheng were filled with cheers for a while.
"The long bow is getting more and more amazing." Xu Mu laughed. He has always been very satisfied with this adopted clan brother.
Gong Gou nodded shyly, then his face became serious again, and he stood beside Xu Mu again.
"At each of the four city gates, look for someone similar to me, wearing white armor and a cloak, and guarding him with a hundred-man shield camp!" Xu Mu ordered in a solemn voice.
The 20,000 defenders were more or less. But no matter what, all he could do was to be careful and drag this fight to last until the ground was covered with snow.
"Brother Mu, will they come? If not, I will go to the military stove." Si Hu picked his nose and asked seriously.
"No." Xu Mu shook his head.
Although Dong Wen was violent, he was not a fool. Coming first is nothing more than creating a military force. But if you want to attack the city, you can only wait until the civilian men at the back bring the baggage and food and grass.
There is not even a city ladder, so attack the city with chicken feathers.
As expected by Xu Mu, the Liang people's army outside the city was faintly visible to the naked eye, but they were just roaring. Occasionally, the Xiqiang cavalry would be sent out to ride and shoot a few rounds outside the city.
Most of them only hit the city wall. If they were closer, the Shu troops on Lucheng would immediately fire back. In addition, when Lucheng was captured, there were still many heavy crossbows in the city, and only a few giant arrows were fired. The sound of breaking the wind frightened many provocative Xiqiang people into turning their horses around.
"Send more manpower to patrol at night, and there must be no mistakes." Xu Mu stood at the top of the city with a steady voice.
…
Outside Lucheng, the Liang people camped.
In the Chinese army tent, Dong Wen held the wine jar and drank several gulps. He was not drunk, but there was suddenly a trace of confusion in his eyes.
The military advisor he relied on most died in Shuzhou. It made him feel as if he had broken an arm.
Vaguely, he seemed to remember that he was a little anxious when the civilian thieves invaded Liangzhou. Therefore, his military advisors will make risky strategies.
"My lord, my lord." A voice came from outside the tent.
"Don't shout." Dong Wen spoke angrily.
"My lord...he is from Liangzhou City and is the military advisor's domestic slave."
"Domestic slave?" Dong Wen was silent for a while and asked someone to summon the domestic slave.
"Bye, pay homage to my king." The slave from his hometown, with his gray hair, immediately knelt down and paid homage to Dong Wen.
"Tell me, is there anything wrong with catching up with the army?"
"Before I left Liangzhou, my master... once said that if he was in danger and died, he would ask me to personally deliver this secret letter to my king."
After hearing this, Dong Wen immediately grabbed the secret letter, picked out the red wax, and read it carefully. There is not much content in the letter, only a few sentences.
My lord, please give me your blessing.
This time he was involved in danger and entered Shu. He wanted to help his master and set up a kingdom in several states to the west. But I always feel in my heart that Shuzhou Poisonous Osprey is not dead. If I die unfortunately, I also ask my lord to abandon the two border cities and retreat within a hundred miles of Liangzhou City. Then, the royal capital was moved to Anzhou. Make friends with the Western Qiang, raise horses and gather troops, employ talented people in farming and mulberry farming, craftsmen, and horse merchants... Only when the 100,000 Liang horsemen and armors are well-equipped, and the granaries of the three states in Liangdi are full, will the Lord be able to fight for hegemony again.
The people in Liangzhou are fierce and fierce, and most of them are martial arts warriors, so there are very few people with talents. I will list three people, and the Lord can use them temporarily.
…
After folding the letter in silence, Dong Wen raised his head and seemed to see the figure holding the sand fox, standing in front of him, bowing in salute.
The old slave on the ground was kneeling, still trembling.
"Drag him out and kill him." Dong Wen's voice was irritable.
"In addition, inform all the major camps not to slack off and attack Lucheng immediately as soon as the siege supplies arrive!"
After saying this, Dong Wen gritted his teeth and suddenly tore the secret letter in his hand into pieces.
After twenty-three years of hiding, he finally waited until Marquis Yuan died. But in front of him, there was Xu Buyi, blocking his great cause of hegemony.
Retreat? Return to within a hundred miles of Liangzhou City?
Even if Dong Wen knew it, the late Lianghu military advisor must have been right. But no matter what, he was not convinced.
Why should he be suppressed and beaten by common thieves? Obviously the army is stronger, there are more war horses, and there are more states and territories!
After taking a breath, Dong Wen hugged the wine jar again, raised his head and drank.
…
In Lucheng, Xu Mu and the generals were also discussing the next war.
"The Qiang people are good at field warfare. They use Qiang horses to attack, and use scimitars and horse bows to kill the enemy. Therefore, when these Qiang people attack the city, our Shu army is not too weak."
According to Xu Mu's thinking, it is very likely that the Fuxun tribe of the Xiqiang people will become cannon fodder again. With a fortified city, the Xiqiang people might not be scary.
But Xu Mu was worried that no matter what, Dong Wen would not be a mediocre general. Most likely, there is still a backup plan.
"By the way, my lord, over at Wenlang City, General Dou sent a letter asking if he wants to rush to Lucheng to help?"
"Tell him not to come over." Xu Mu shook his head.
The troops were originally weak, and they were rushing to support with infantry. If the Liang army seized the opportunity and encircled and annihilated them in the wild, they would probably suffer heavy casualties.
For the current plan, it is best to securely defend the two cities. If the war is dragged into the winter snow, the Liang army will retreat.
Of course, Xu Mu also understood that with the temperament of the little crybaby, he would definitely be dissatisfied now. After capturing the second city and defeating Sima Xiu, this little crybaby who only thought he was going to become the Overlord of the West is probably going to be scolded.
"My lord, the grain road outside the city will probably be cut off by the Liang people. But fortunately, after the capture of Lucheng, there was still a lot of surplus grain."
Xu Mu nodded, "The battlefield is changing rapidly, but the tentative strategy is still to stick to it. The civilians mobilized in the city do not need to help defend the city. They only need to perform their duties, and they will be considered meritorious."
"Don't worry, everyone. The troops on the other side of the military division have gathered together and will rush to Lucheng for reinforcements."
Unlike Dou Tong's rush for reinforcements, the troops led by Jia Zhou, numbering more than ten thousand people, came from the direction of Shuzhou. Even with Dong Wen's ten brains, he could not judge the layout of Jia Zhou's march.
As soon as Sima Xiu died, his military advisor Jia Wenlong in several states to the west could turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain.
