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Chapter 882 "Zuo Ming" Visits "Fangla Happy City"

"Ugh!"

When the sky was bright, Fang La walked out of the tent. He wanted to wash and eat, but he couldn't help sighing when he saw the outline of the city in the distance.

A beautiful day ends the moment I see Xiangyang City.

Xiangyang is difficult to attack, and it is well-known in the world, but any important military town is not easy to win, but it will change hands several times, so how difficult is it? Is it an exaggeration? That actual experience.

There is now.

Fang La has led the army here for seven days, how did he spend these seven days, does the Yan army in the city know?
They didn't know, they just pointed on the city wall, sighing that it's no wonder the Song army likes to defend the city, this kind of battle is really cool.

Historically, the Mongolian army surrounded Xiangyang for six full years. During this period, it even took five years to train [-] Mongolian water troops, build more than [-] warships, and completely block the Han River.

This is the key to finally forcing Xiangyang to surrender, otherwise, as long as grain and grass are continuously transported into the city through waterways, Xiangyang can spend [-] years with Mongolia.

Of course, as mentioned before, Xiangyang at this time is not Xiangyang in the late Southern Song Dynasty. It has not been reinforced by multiple protections, and the width of the moat has not been expanded to an average of sixty feet, only about half of it, and Fang La led the army to kill it.

But the problem is that Fang La's army is far inferior to the Mongolian army. Behind the Mongolian army is a huge empire. It almost used the power of the whole country to attack a city for six years. Fang La didn't even use the power of Jinghu, because Shi Bao also led the army to attack the Song army, fearing that the opponent would take the opportunity to enter Jinghu and use offense as defense.

In this comparison, Fang La's army has not even attacked once so far. It is only mobilizing craftsmen to build siege equipment, and then erecting the big flags high, waving them in the wind, for fear that the people on the city walls will not be able to see them. Leave some loopholes to give the opponent the possibility of attacking the camp at night.

As the leader of the rebel army, using his body as bait is a bold and correct tactic.

This is a competition in the world, and the King of Yan valued him again. To eliminate an opponent like him, the meritorious service obtained is enough to confer a title. How many generals can resist such a temptation?

In addition, the Yan army has a strong record and has not suffered a disastrous defeat so far. It is not uncommon for everyone to be confident and take the initiative to go out of the city to fight.

Fang La originally expected that the opponent might take advantage of his army's march here on the first day, unable to hide his exhaustion, while the Yan army recharged their batteries and went straight out of the city to fight.

As a result, the opponent remained motionless.

On the second day and the third day, Fang La's army set up camp, and there were not enough servants, so soldiers were replaced. It looked like a mess.

The other party still turned a blind eye.

On the fourth day, the fifth day, and the sixth day, Fang La deliberately divided his troops and went to the surrounding mountains to cut down trees. Due to the extremely high terrain of Xiangyang, he began to manufacture siege equipment wantonly in the sight of the defenders.

The other party simply ignored it.

It's day seven now.

"The food and grass consumed every day..."

Fang La calculated the military supplies, and his heart was bleeding.

He took root in Jinghu, made friends with merchants, stabilized trade routes, collected taxes from them, and then recruited Xiang troops to train and prepare, wipe out bandits, and protect the environment and the people.

All kinds of good governance led to a strong army and sufficient food and grass, so he had the confidence to confront, counterattack and even defeat the Song army to prove himself, attract people of insight from the south to vote, strengthen his power, and form a virtuous circle.

But just like a country, if the tax is light and the tax is light, and the people share the same interests, two generations can be completely defeated by the next generation. Expenditure will always be faster than reserves, and it will be much faster.

Since the battle of Ezhou started, food and grass consumption has been extremely severe, but Fang La can fully sustain it, and he enjoys it.

Because the benefits of this kind of fighting are visible, as an insurgent, the longer they resist the offensive of officers and soldiers, the higher their own prestige.

Once the officers and soldiers retreat, then Fang La's army can also follow the example of Yan Yun's collection of Hebei and Shandong, and collect all the land of Jingxiang. At that time, he will be called the king of Chu and be appointed a hundred officials, which is logical.

But just before this bright future was about to come, the Yan army went south and occupied Xiangyang, like a nail in his heart.

This battle had to be fought, otherwise Fang La's power would stop at Jinghu forever and would not be able to get out at all.

However, if this battle continues, the price will be huge. Once a stalemate is reached and a huge war vortex is formed, it is enough to swallow up his family that has been running for a long time, and he will die even faster.

So on the one hand, Fang La felt that her big banner was stationed here, and the other party would come out sooner or later. The competition now is patience.

On the other hand, there was another fear in his heart. If the general of the Yan army really ignored his title and merit, and just blindly followed Sima Yi's example, what would he do?
You can't send women's clothing...

"It seems that the only way is to use that first!"

Fang La finished his meal without interest, his eyes became firm, and he ordered: "Call General Zheng Biao."

Soon Zheng Biao took the order and came, half-kneeling and saluting: "The last general pays homage to the Holy Duke!"

Zheng Biao was one of the [-] generals selected before. As a young general who has not joined for a long time and has not yet established meritorious service, this treatment can be regarded as an exceptional promotion, not for himself, but for the relationship network behind him.

Fang La first asked for warmth, and then asked, "Is your uncle satisfied with life in the army?"

Zheng Biao paused, a little embarrassed: "Uncle Shi often goes out and doesn't want to stay in the camp for a long time."

Fang La didn't seem to care, and spoke a little slowly: "Dao Yunzi is an expert outside Fang, how can he be restrained?"

Zheng Biao realized that the lord wanted to find his uncle, so he hurriedly said, "The general will invite my uncle right away!"

Fang La nodded with a gentle attitude, until Zheng Biao's back disappeared, and the corners of his eyes showed a gloomy look.

Dong Yunzi, who was born in Jinhua Mountain, has a strong Taoism and mastered the technique of the hundred-step flying sword, is not easy to handle.

After a little contact with Fang La, he found that what this person values ​​is a kind of spiritual pleasure, not just material prosperity.

Taking Jing Ke as an example, Prince Dan initially analyzed the situation of Datong to Jing Ke, and Jing Ke's answer was "This country's major affairs are also important, and I am afraid that I will not be able to handle them."

Prince Dan paused again, and then promised, "Respect Jingqing as the Shangqing, give up the house, build the door every day, provide the prison furniture, foreign objects enter, and ride the beautiful woman to do what Jingke wants, so as to suit her wishes."

Serve Jing Ke as a senior minister, live in a high-class house, go to greet him every day, provide him with a sumptuous banquet, prepare rare treasures, and present chariots, horses and beauties from time to time, let Jing Ke do as he pleases, so as to satisfy him.

This is not an exaggeration. Later, Jing Ke and Prince Dan rode a thousand-mile horse together. Jing Ke said, "The liver of a thousand-mile horse is beautiful." So he cut off the beautiful woman's hand and presented it to Jing Ke on a jade plate. Jing Ke sighed that "the prince met Ke very kindly", and finally agreed to assassinate Qin.

Of course, the social ethos of each era is different, and now there is no need to hurt innocent Maxima and beautiful women to prove that they are valued, but the principle of "a scholar dies for his confidant" has run through all dynasties.

Fang La wanted to raise someone outside the party for his own use, and at the critical moment, he would behead him. Of course, he had to find out the other party's preferences and let him die for his confidant!

But that was "Assassination of Qin", assassinating a "King" who could rule the world, now he can't think so far, first take down the Xiangyang City in front of him.

"Pindao has seen Sheng Gong!"

So after waiting for several hours, it was almost evening, Dong Yunzi floated in, and raised his palms in salute. Seeing this Taoist priest who had a respectful attitude but faintly rejected people thousands of miles away, Fang La, who had already turned away from the left and right, took a deep breath Tone, slowly bow down.

"What is Shenggong doing? Please get up!"

Dong Yunzi seemed to be stunned. When Fang La stretched out his hand, Fang La's knees touched the ground before he was pulled up.

Although he knew that Crown Prince Dan had nodded to Jing Ke more than once, this holy man who had been flattered since the uprising still felt ashamed and annoyed, and the sadness in his tone was a little bit stronger: "Please save the people in Jingxiang, please! ..."

After opening his head, Dong Yunzi probably knew what the other party was going to say, and anger welled up in his heart.

When Tong Guan used him to assassinate Gongsun Zhao back then, he used similar rhetoric. The common people only live in the other party's mouth. When they use it, they have a strong sense of presence. Who knows where it is when they don't use it?

The point is, does Pindao have a face that is naturally easy to use, so can't he change his routine?
Fang La didn't know that this was an old victim, and he skillfully represented the people of Jingxiang, denouncing the hypocrisy and domineering of Beiyan's army, with a strong appeal.

After all, Dong Yunzi's acting skills were not good enough, he couldn't listen anymore, so he simply said: "Sheng Gong wants to go to the city to lure the enemy out of the city?"

Fang La immediately said: "That's right, if I can go to Xiangyang, I would like to worship the Taoist priest as the Master of Lingying, and the Taoism of Jinhua Mountain!"

Dong Yunzi nodded slightly: "I don't dare to make up my own mind about this matter, I have to report it to my teacher."

"It seems that the master gate is the lifeblood of this person."

Fang La was even more pleased, and began to give specific instructions: "When the Taoist chief enters the city, you can inquire about the two commanders of the bandit army. Xu Ning and Zhang Qing are asking whether one is the main attacker and the other is the main defender. Extend your hands and clear the obstacles!"

This means killing the generals in charge, and motivating those who advocated the attack to leave the city. Dong Yunzi replied: "Poverty Dao will do his best!"

Fang La cupped his hands and bowed, "I'm waiting for the good news!"

Dong Yunzi returned the salute, and floated out, the corner of his mouth curled up in disdain.

His purpose in coming to Fangla's army was not to spy on the military situation or to be a spy, but to find out the whereabouts of Ming Zun's thieves, and to occupy the position of Taoist assistant and not work.

In the stage of fighting for the dragon, it is difficult to gather people with Taoism. Often, after one person assists, other successors of Taoism will bypass each other and will not confront each other. This is an unwritten rule among Taoist blessings, so Dong Yun Once the son occupies the position, others who want to help sincerely will avoid it...

This move was enough damage, but Dong Yunzi didn't know much about military affairs, not only didn't work, he even secretly laughed at Fang La's actions: "If you can't even win Xiangyang at the door of your house, why should you compete with the Qianlong that has already taken off in the north? I really don't know what to say!"

Although he hated and looked down on this Holy Duke in his heart, Dong Yunzi still decided to go into the city to find out, to deal with him, and to stay.

"Spend your breath, support my body, embrace the wind and move like a god! Get up!"

It just so happened that the sky was getting dark, and he came to the wide moat outside the city. While reciting the mantra, he suddenly heard a familiar eagle's cry, which was accurately transmitted to his ears.

"senior!"

Dong Yunzi was overjoyed, and floated upwards, not surprisingly, he saw a figure in a toga with long sleeves, standing with his hands behind his back on the city of Xiangyang, overlooking the land of Jianghan.

(End of this chapter)