On the long Chuzhou River coastline, at this time, a navy rushing ashore did not encounter any effective resistance and stepped firmly onto the river bank.
tread.
Xu Mu stopped and tied his cloak again. Although there are not many people under his leadership, the entire Dongling defense line has slowly collapsed. At most, some county soldiers received the death order and guarded the city gate.
"Longbow, do you have any information?"
Gongou nodded, "Don't worry, my lord. The people who were sent out earlier have returned. Of the seven big towns in front of Chuzhou, only three have county soldiers guarding them. I guess they have gathered their forces to hold on to the key points." .”
"Several people?"
"Judging from the camp flags, each of these three towns has less than 3,000 people. But the Lord only needs to capture one of the towns to advance straight in."
"The long bow is very good." Xu Mu smiled. My little clan brother already looks a bit like a general.
"Little Gonggou, did you think of this all by yourself?" Si Hu, who was next to him, leaned over with an envious look on his face.
"Brother Hu, just want steamed buns." Gongou rolled his eyes. The puppy Fu and Li Xiaoyao next to him also started laughing.
Xu Mu rubbed his forehead and looked up into the distance. The war is urgent, and marching straight ahead has both advantages and disadvantages. In other words, it is a great good thing that his little strategist can defend Liancheng. On the contrary, if they cannot hold on, their troops, numbering no more than tens of thousands, will fall into the siege of Dongling in the near future.
Xu Mu chose to believe.
"Long Gong, go and pass the order. The army will rest for half an hour and then attack the nearest town!"
Gonguo accepted the order and thought of something at the end.
"By the way, my lord, there is another piece of information... Many people in Dongling, for some unknown reason, suddenly hate our Xishu army. I heard that many rebels have gathered in the south of Chuzhou."
Xu Mu frowned.
Unlike Cangzhou, as a foreign enemy, it is normal for the people of Ling to have hatred. But usually people are fleeing to avoid disaster, so why are they suddenly gathering a rebel army?
Xu Mu had a vague feeling that it was probably Ling Su's trick again. But these are not enough to stop Xi Shu's progress.
"No need to pay too much attention to it, just act according to the original plan."
Although Zuo Shiren was fighting in the south and north, in fact, the three states of Dongling had been away from the war for a long time. This time, Xi Shu took over his hometown. Furthermore, Zuo Shiren, like Chang Shiro, except for the Shanyue people, relied to a large extent on the noble families in Jiangnan, so they rose rapidly.
If Xishu enters the mausoleum, he will definitely not be liked by these noble families.
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"Counting the time, my lord should have entered the tomb by now." Dongfang Jing said calmly at the top of Lian City. As long as a siege is formed, Zuo Shiren has only two choices, one is to continue to rescue Li Ducheng, and the other is to turn back immediately and go back to rescue the three states of Dongling.
The navy led by Kang Zhu failed to break through Xishu's defense line, and Dongling's defeat was vaguely doomed.
Of course, from Dongfang Jing's perspective, Ling Su Ling Qide must have persuaded Zuo Shiren to make a desperate move to break Liancheng.
"Little strategist, the Dongling people have begun to attack the city again."
Dongfang Jing raised his head and glanced at the sunlight above his head. There was not much change on his face. These days, people in Dongling have always been like this, always feeling like they are waiting for something.
The whistling stones were thrown towards the enemy formation outside the city under the command of the stone-throwing battalion general.
"Fill the rocks, fill the rocks quickly!"
Unlike the three states of Dongling, the people in Liancheng did not originally have much attachment to Zuo Shiren. On the contrary, King Xu of Western Shu made them yearn for him more.
For a time, many young and strong civilians helped the soldiers guarding the city to fill the huge stones into the animal skin pockets.
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"Send the order to throw stones into the camp and fill the corpses with animal skins." Ling Su stood on the high ground, his eyes like a hungry wolf, "It's almost time."
"Military advisor, could it be that I made a mistake in saying that the corpse should be stuffed?" The general who delivered the order was shocked.
"Exactly, fill the body in the animal skin pocket of the catapult. In addition, immediately send someone to get the golden juice. There is no need to boil it. Pour it directly on the body and throw it into Liancheng together."
"I heard that the lame man used a plague strategy when he was in Hezhou, so here, I will treat him in his own way."
As he spoke, Ling Su smiled lightly.
"When I think of the lame man struggling to cope, I can't help but feel happy."
"Go ahead, it's half a stone and half a corpse in the animal skin pocket, maybe you can throw it further."
General Pi nodded silently. This time, he did not ask Zuo Shiren again. His lord seemed to have completely delegated power to the grain king's military advisor.
"The military advisor has ordered, half-stones, half-cadavers... pour them with gold juice and throw them into Liancheng! Let the defenders of Liancheng be in chaos!"
Outside the huge Liancheng City, where would there be corpses of Shu people? The only ones left are the comrades who died in the battle. Of course, there are more people from the civilian camp.
Although they didn't understand what Ling Su meant, under the military order, many Dongling soldiers put the corpses one by one into the animal skin pockets. When the golden juice was poured on it, the foul smell instantly spread everywhere.
"The slinging camp——"
Hoo ho ho.
Countless twisted black shadows fell from the sky. As soon as the stiff corpse landed on Liancheng, it was immediately torn into pieces. Broken limbs and white blood intestines were splashed everywhere.
Ma Yi, the commander, looked horrified, "Quick, the people from Wu Ziying gathered the broken corpses, piled them together and burned them immediately. The damn Aventurine dog is going to use a plague trick!"
"General Ma, the siege phalanx is getting closer and closer, and the enemy's assault vehicles are also pushing over!"
Ma Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Listen to my military order. Except for Wu Ziying, the rest of the people don't need to worry about throwing corpses and guard the city gate for me!"
"Gunmu, hang down!"
Under the city wall, Gunsu with iron ropes hanging on it was finally dispatched. Following the rumbling sound of rolling down, not long after, it crashed into the Dongling phalanx that was moving forward.
"Bamboo mantle, bamboo mantle!" an Dongling general roared.
The bamboo curtain that was erected seemed to be strong, but it was vaguely unable to stop the rolling waves. Under the collision, the bamboo mantle cracked layer by layer. The Dongling Army, who had put up the bamboo curtain, was so frightened that they kept retreating.
Two assault vehicles were pushed to the front line, and hundreds of soldiers were on guard. They abandoned the assault vehicles and ran away without even looking back.
Boom.
The two city ramming vehicles were crushed into wood chips before they could complete their mission.
On the top of the city, Ma Yi suddenly sneered.
"These Dongling people, even with his 100,000-strong army, can't capture the city guarded by a small military advisor!"
"Come on!"
"Come!"
On top of the city, this wave of boosted morale caused countless Western Shu defenders to raise their swords and roar.
Only Dongfang Jing, who was not far away, remained silent. If Ling Su was that simple, his lord would never send a letter to remind him.
At first glance, it seems that the siege is disadvantageous. But the meaning is not that simple.
Whether it was Zuo Shiren or the Liang Wang, the desperate fight should be like Kang Zhu's, knowing that there was no way out, so he could only fight his way out.
Ling Su's real plan may be about to begin.
Dongfang Jing's eyes were calm, and the fists hidden in his sleeves were clenched tightly.
