The night wind blew, making people feel chilly. Zhao Shu lay on the ground, recalling the scenes of today's battle, and then deduced them in his mind.
Although he became a hundred-man general.
But it was only a hundred generals in the Death Soldiers' Camp. Yesterday's battle allowed him to see the shocking battle losses of the Death Soldiers' Camp. Just a trial confrontation between them, the Great Qin Death Soldiers' Camp lost six to seven hundred people.
Like the army led by Yang Duanhe, most of them were infantry, as well as equipment battalions and some cavalry. Although the number of lightly clothed dead soldiers was large, it was not too many.
According to Zhao Shu's observation, the number of dead soldiers in the Qin army would not exceed two thousand, and now six to seven hundred had been lost. Next, after a slight trial, it was Yang Duanhe's general attack.
Before all the dead soldiers were killed, the Qin army was bound to capture the city wall and raise the Qin war flag on top of Wu'an City.
Looking at the stars in the sky, Zhao Shu's eyes flashed with solemnity. The joy of the hundred generals had long since dissipated. What he had to consider now was to gain something and survive in the next war.
However, the deduction in his mind told him that it was difficult.
He just has amazing thinking ability and abnormal memory. He does not have a deduction system. His deduction only predicts some processes and makes himself weak, but does not make him a superman.
Standing in the position of a soldier in the dead camp, Zhao Shu deduced that there was still no way to climb the city wall. Wu'an City was obviously ready to defend.
When he took over as a general with a hundred men, he only had a glimmer of a chance.
Zhao Shu knew that this was simply difficult to achieve. During his deduction, although he would also simulate other friendly and enemy forces, the cooperation was extremely tacit.
However, once the real war broke out, he, a newly appointed general of one hundred, could not even name the others, let alone cooperate tacitly.
After a long time, Zhao Shu gave up.
He knew in his heart that the outcome of this battle was in Yang Duanhe's hands. As the commander-in-chief, the people of the Death Soldier Battalion could give up at any time.
Zhao Shu can still understand the principle of Ci not controlling soldiers.
The dead soldier battalion itself is cannon fodder. This is a tacit understanding recognized by military commanders in this era. Therefore, when attacking, the dead soldier battalion is at the forefront to wear down the enemy's vitality.
In fact, from the last siege, Zhao Shu could see that Yang Duanhe didn't care about the casualties in the dead soldiers camp at all. All he wanted was to achieve the strategic intention.
In the next three days, the wounds on Zhao Shu's body had scabbed over, and the smell of war in the camp became stronger.
During these three days, Zhao Shu got familiar with the dead soldiers under his command. He did not make any tactical arrangements because there was no need.
Their only mission was to climb the ladder, avoid the rolling stones, fire oil, and arrows, and then attack the city wall.
On this day, the food for the soldiers in the Dead Soldiers Camp was better than usual. Every soldier was eating frantically with his head down. They all knew that after eating this meal, they would attack the city next.
"Eat quickly, the city is about to be attacked next, maybe this is the last meal I'm waiting for." Ku stretched out his hand and pulled Zhao Shu, indicating that Zhao Shu should eat quickly, and if it's too late, it will be gone.
"Okay, Brother Ku." He nodded quickly, and Zhao Shu also lowered his head and picked up the rice.
At this time, the leader of the Death Soldier Battalion came over, followed by two captains: "Everyone, the general has issued a death order. Once the military order arrives, the city wall must be occupied."
"No matter life or death, no matter the cost!"
At this time, the general's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he warned everyone, "If we can't climb the city wall and seize the city, you and I will both die!"
The general's words suddenly made the atmosphere in the dead soldiers camp become dull. Zhao Shu was sighing with emotion as he grabbed his meal.
In the military, the death camp is like a stepmother, with no human rights at all. It fights the most dangerous battles but spends the least materials.
After eating, Zhao Shu stroked his long sword and stared at the city wall not far away with his eyes. He did not deduce the outcome of this battle, so he could only fight hard.
"The general has an order, the army is in formation——!" At this moment, the messenger came with the news, and the dead soldiers' camp suddenly became excited.
Everyone picked up their swords and headed towards the main camp. The catapult camp, equipment camp, and crossbowmen camp were already in place.
"Catapult attack——!"
When the Death Soldier Battalion arrived, military orders were conveyed again, and the catapult crews attacked the Wu'an city wall frantically. Big rocks seemed to fall like a meteor shower, and terrifying murderous intent suddenly broke out.
"The arrow array suppressed the crossbowmen at the head of Wu'an City. The cloud chariots advanced and the dead soldiers' battalion followed. At the same time, the siege chariots attacked the city -!"
As the messengers ran, Zhao Shu led his dead soldiers and followed the cloud chariot. Compared to the tremors of the siege in the sky and the earth, the dead soldiers' camp was eerily quiet.
Everyone subconsciously clenched their swords, knowing clearly that only the sword in their hands could keep them alive.
When the cloud chariot passed the trench and began to stop, the battalions of dead soldiers followed suit and began to build ladders. At this moment, the horn of attack sounded.
"kill!"
The catapults have stopped, the infantry of the army are advancing in unison, guarded by cavalry on both wings, and the Chinese army's command vehicles are slowly advancing.
"Soldiers, seize the city!" Zhao Shu gave the order, and his commander took the lead and led his soldiers to the city.
"Wu and Wu cooperate, distance each other, and coordinate the rhythm."
This time, each hundred men in the Death Soldier Battalion will be responsible for a ladder, and Zhao Shu will do the same as a hundred men general.
This time, he did not need to be the first to ascend the city. As a hundred-man general, his command role was greater. This was also the reason why he had greater vitality in the deduction.
"Steady the ladder, others get out of the way!" Rocks and logs fell from the sky, and soldiers were knocked down one by one, with constant wailing.
Zhao Shu's expression suddenly changed and he shouted, "This group will continue to climb the city, the next group will prepare, and the rest will rescue people."
"promise."
Zhao Shu stood next to the ladder with a solemn expression. He knew in his heart that the stone and rolling logs on the opposite side were about to come down.
"Everyone, be careful and avoid rolling rocks and trees. The next group will go to the city, and the rest will rescue people. Hurry--!"
At this time, Zhao Shu basically grasped the rhythm of the opponent's falling rocks and rolling trees. He looked up and his pupils shrank: "Be careful, fierce fire oil!"
Fierce fire oil fell and fell everywhere, and the screams of the soldiers of the dead soldiers came and went, shrouding the world.
"General Zhao, some soldiers have boarded the city wall!" An anxious voice came, and Zhao Shu shouted, "Everyone boarded the city wall!"
At this moment, Zhao Shu also climbed up the ladder. He knew in his heart that Yang Duanhe would never miss this God-given opportunity.
At this time, the rest of the dead soldiers were also working hard to climb, and one or two of them had already climbed to the top of the city.
At the top of Wu'an City, a hand-to-hand battle was staged. An extremely bloody scene appeared on the city wall. At this moment, the dead soldiers of the Qin Army seemed to be crazy.
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