I Xiaoxiong

Although the night attack was unsuccessful, the morale of the Red Lotus Army was improved somewhat under the encouragement of the two marshals and the commanders at all levels, and they were barely able to form a confrontation with the official army.

But this situation, no one knows how long it will last.The confrontation was also because the officers and soldiers hadn't moved yet.

"The officers and soldiers are already building siege equipment, and it will probably take a few days to attack the city. How our army will deal with it has to be planned early."

In the gatehouse at the top of the city, the Fang brothers, Pang Zhigu and Xue Julin watched the movements of the officers and soldiers from a distance, and could easily see that the other party was cutting wood to make siege equipment.This has always been a necessary step in sieges.

The siege equipment is heavy, and the manpower and material resources required for transshipment are not as good as building it on the spot.

There are many mountains in Bashu, and there are naturally many trees, so there is no shortage of materials.

There are sufficient manpower and craftsmen among the officers and soldiers, so naturally they can quickly create a batch of new siege equipment.

"I was careless last night. If I went to clean up the periphery myself, maybe I would have a chance to break into the Jin army's camp, maybe"

Fang Jiao said regretfully.

As a grand master, he naturally has a much sharper sense of perception than ordinary people, so he may be able to spot a few more scouts, and then change the result of the night attack.

Honglian now has nearly 8 people near Puzhou, and such a large team moves very slowly every day.

Once the hearts of the people are scattered, the so-called great cause of the red lotus is just empty talk.

Undoubtedly, this is a very practical choice for the almost desperate Red Lotus Army.

Fang Jiao slapped the table and said, "Never mind him, let's fight him first, maybe we can turn defeat into victory? If things don't work out in the end, I will personally lead the army to defend Puzhou City. Brother, you, Lao Xue and Pang Sir, retreat, I will block the pursuers for you, even if the city is broken, there are not many people in the world who can stop me!"

So what I'm talking about now is not how to proceed with the general strategy of jumping out of Bashu to survive, but how to defeat the official army in front of you. Or how to survive from the pursuit of the official army.

After hearing this, Fang Qiu's brows that were originally frowning opened up: "Then invite people in."

After Xue Julin heard it, he nodded again and sat down.

In this way, although the so-called rebel army has grown, it has also made the originally well-organized Red Lotus Road a little loose, with mixed personnel, good and bad, and good and bad.

When it comes to this field, in fact, there are only two words left.

But then and now the situation is completely different.

The person who came was a monk. He looked very young and looked a bit out of the world.

At that time, it is very likely that they will fight on their own.

Although the troops were divided when they were in Shannan Road, each of the two teams in that division had a flag.

But since Pang Zhigu initiated it and Fang Qiu made a decision, he will try his best.

For a while, several people were silent.

Fang Qiu said: "There is no need to mention what happened last night. Although it was futile, it also let the officers and soldiers know that we dare to fight, but now we want to talk about how our army should deal with it now. What does Commander Xue think?"

Xue Julin took this into consideration, so he told the story of how to keep each other's destiny.

Of course, they also understand that now is actually empty talk.

Just as Xue Julin was about to get up to leave, Fang Qiu's disciple Yuan Qing walked in and whispered something in his ear.

The person who came was none other than the homeless monk from the Buddhist sect in the Western Regions. He had participated in the assassination of the Red Lotus Road in Shangjing, and fought against Jian Boyong, the chief priest of the imperial city, regardless of the outcome.

Fang Qiu nodded after hearing this, "Then follow Mr. Pang's and Marshal Xue's plan, but we have to trouble the two of you for the route of travel and the strategy for dividing the troops."

Before the division of troops, it can be guaranteed that this is a team that can advance and retreat together.But once dispersed, it is very difficult to gather together.

This decision is not easy to make.

Pang Zhigu watched from the top of the city with his own eyes on the day of the night attack, and he knew that the night attack would never come true just by looking at the reaction of the officers and soldiers after the warning.

In fact, to put it bluntly, either fight hard or run separately.

Here Pang Zhigu shook his head when he heard this, and said, "Let's fight a battle first, the officers and soldiers are marching too fast, and they are chasing too closely, even if you are a marshal, how many days can you resist? I think it's better to follow Marshal Xue's method and divide it into multiple divisions. One division has three to 5000 people. Instead of taking the main road to cross mountains and mountains, make a marching plan and let each division follow orders. It can still be maintained.”

Pang Zhigu shook his head and said: "Marshal doesn't have to be like this. The two armies are facing each other. You can't rely on individual bravery. Besides, if the Jin army is properly deployed, even if they break into the camp, how many officers and soldiers can they kill?"

In fact, the outcome of their uprising was already doomed from the very beginning, but there were still some thoughts in their hearts.

Pseudo-emperor Zhao Chengjun, Shenggong Fangqiu.

If you give up Puzhou City, which you can rely on now, and retreat directly, the official army will catch up and be defeated in a short retreat.

The advantage of running separately is that it can save a lot of vitality, but after the armies are dispersed, they also face the dilemma that it is difficult to unify the command and the armies cannot be connected to rescue.

"Monk with no return, you are really a dragon who sees the head and sees the end." Fang Jiao joked with a smile.

Fang Jiao's voice was thick and powerful, and his momentum was extremely heroic.

Because it is difficult for even the elite officers and soldiers to implement such a level of marching strategy, let alone the red lotus rebels who are not even worthy of the word "military" in Fu Jinchuan's eyes.

But there is still a problem with the division of troops and transfer. Originally, the organization of the Red Lotus Army was extremely strict, otherwise they would not have existed for so long under the encirclement and suppression of the imperial court.

The original strategy of fleeing out of Sichuan in Lezhi City and jumping into Shannan Road to seek life has not changed, but the problem now is that he can't leave at all.

Sitting opposite Fang Qiu, Xue Julin, who has become more and more taciturn recently, said: "The officers and soldiers are chasing too closely. There are two ways. We are divided into many parts, most of them can escape from birth, and then we will fight the official army here. If we can severely damage the official army in front of us, we can go away calmly, but now we are facing the official army. Even if we are defending the city camp, it is difficult to have a chance of winning."

"This is General Xue. The little monk Wugui is in the Western Regions, and he has heard of General Xue before."

Then seeing Xue Julin who got up and was about to leave, he said: "Xue Shuai, please go slowly, let's meet the visitor together, maybe the visitor can bring some turning points."

It was these thoughts that supported them from Huainan Road to Shannan Road, from Shannan Road to Guanzhong, and from Guanzhong to Shuzhong.

Although all the commanders are the core members of Red Lotus Road, or the rebel generals of the Xue family who came from King Wu's rebel army, it is hard to say who is below.

"Our army can form a team of 5000 people, and they can go from multiple directions, from west to south to north, but after the division of troops, everyone's life and death can only be determined by their own fate. More bad luck than good luck."

"Shenggong, Marshal Fang, Mr. Pang, it's been a few years since I went to Beijing, so don't come here without any problems."

After the uprising, the Red Lotus Army absorbed a lot of reckless people from the rivers and lakes, bandits and bandits, court rebels like Xue Julin, and a large number of refugees to join.

Dividing an army of about [-] people into dozens of teams, marching separately, and ensuring that they meet in different places according to the plan, it is very difficult to formulate such a marching strategy, let alone implement it.

But the appearance of such a person here made Brother Fang and Pang Zhigu think a little more.

Xue Julin didn't know whether the other party was complimenting him or mocking him, so he just nodded casually. He has become famous in recent years, but he lost most of the battles he fought.

Fang Jiao on the side hurriedly said: "Monk with no return, you have come all the way to Sichuan, you are here to reminisce about the past, tell me, what can you do with us?"

Wugui smiled indifferently and said, "Marshal Fang is still quick to speak, so I won't let it go. I'm here in Shuzhong, so I'm giving you a big gift."

"Oh. Great gift? What kind of gift?"

"A way out."