The devil is coming

Chapter 538 Angry
Just during the military meeting, I thought about my political stance and made a little mistake, and it actually produced such an effect.
As soon as he answered his words,
King Jingnan mentioned it again,
Uncle Zheng was also in a daze. How could he, a high-ranking soldier of the Snow Customs, inexplicably become the temporary commander of the Zhenbei Army led by Li Fusheng?
The most important question is,
The reason why Uncle Zheng was so confident that he did not bring Liang Cheng here was because Uncle Zheng felt that with his current level, he could cope with the test of the teacher King Jingnan and some strategic things beyond the ordinary war level. That's it.
Facts have also proved Uncle Zheng’s growth and progress in recent years.
Whether it was his understanding of King Jingnan's grand plan while eating hot pot, or dealing with discounts, or facing King Jingnan's questions about his stance and policies, Uncle Zheng handled it smoothly.
but,
but,
But he really couldn't do it if he was suddenly pulled out and commanded the siege.
The method, of course, is very simple. It is nothing more than to first level the Chu army's outer defenses, then press forward with shield hands, press forward with arrow towers, use crossbowmen to launch trebuchets, and then take the opportunity to order to climb the city wall and charge into the city.
Yes, it's very simple. You'll know it after reading it a few times.
However, the timing and keen observation of the battle situation are difficult for non-military people to master.
Uncle Zheng knows his own level. He is now able to lead a group of troops and engage in field battles with the enemy. He can deal with how to make detours, how to harass, how to charge into formation, and how to divide;
But siege warfare is completely different from field warfare.
When attacking Dongshan Fort, why did Shi Yuantang lead his troops to counterattack on the second day? It was because Liang Cheng's command of the siege rhythm was too smooth. The Chu defenders in the city were completely stunned and could not breathe. The city wall had already Facing a loss.
Otherwise, according to the script of Chu Zhuguo of the National People's Congress, he planned to hold on for ten days and a half before trying to break out.
Therefore, in that battle, although Liang Cheng failed to predict that there would be a large Chu Zhuguo and a royal imperial army in the city, his early command was actually perfect and impeccable.
It was the siege commanded by Liang Cheng that forced Shi Yuantang to reveal his trump card in advance.
It's okay now, Liang Cheng is not around.
Li Fusheng has been gnawing at Xishan Fort for so long. The two sides are already very familiar with each other. The Chu people have also been imbued with patience. It can even be said that they have gained confidence after repelling the Yan army's attacks again and again.
Handing a more difficult situation to himself from Liang Cheng, Uncle Zheng, who has always been very confident about his abilities, knew that he really couldn't do it.
But at this point, I can no longer shirk the blame.
Uncle Zheng took a few steps forward and knelt down on one knee in front of King Jingnan:
"The last will obey!"
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"Come on, brother Zheng, you should get to know all of these. Many of them are old acquaintances."
King Jingnan went to the next military camp first, leaving Uncle Zheng alone.
At this time, Li Fusheng was introducing the generals under his command to Uncle Zheng.
A small number of them were acquaintances before. After all, Zheng Fan had been in Li Fusheng's army and they went south to Qian Kingdom together.
At that time, the chiefs of the Zhenbei Army were still dreaming of electing their own marquis to the throne, and they were eager to win over talents like Uncle Zheng, whom the Zhenbei Marquis personally admired.
However, Uncle Zheng had already entered the Marquis of Jingnan at that time. Coupled with the rapid changes in all aspects after the war, not only did he fail to join the Zhenbei Army, but the Zhenbei Army almost did. Jingnan Army.
At this time, he and Li Fusheng were completely equal. The generals who had a higher status than themselves in the past could only salute to him.
Things in the world are impermanent, that's all.
"See Uncle Hirano!"
"See Uncle Hirano!"
All the generals saluted Zheng Fan.
Li Fusheng could "just spit on his face" and not take it seriously, but these generals were obviously hurt by Uncle Zheng's attitude during the military meeting.
Uncle Zheng has always wanted to take the line of being close to the people, saying hello to everyone, and to make the relationship more harmonious;
But King Jingnan has been forcing himself to take another path, confident, unruly, and arrogant. Of course, this kind of character can be followed. In the end, he will really become the next generation of Tian Wujing;
But this road is really tiring.
However, Uncle Zheng didn't explain anything, he just nodded silently. They were very indifferent to him, so he could just go about business directly.
Uncle Zheng looked at Li Fusheng and said:
"Will we attack the city again tomorrow?"
"Attack, of course we have to attack."
"Then everyone should go back to camp and prepare now."
Most of the matters have already been discussed during the military meeting. It would be meaningless to hold a meeting now to repeat what was said previously.
"I will retire at the end!"
"I will retire at the end!"
After these generals left, Li Fusheng smiled and said, "Don't mind, these brats have been spoiled by me."
Uncle Zheng touched the tip of his nose and said, "I was distracted."
"Look out."
"Now it's become a bit difficult to get off the horse."
When Li Fusheng asked him about the princess, Uncle Zheng could tell the truth.
When Li Fusheng looked at Zheng Fan, he already felt satisfied that the junior he had admired and supported in the past had finally excelled.
"Brother Zheng, you are so humble. To be honest, having you take charge makes me feel more at ease."
"Brother, you still have to take command. After all, if the soldiers don't know the generals and the generals don't know the soldiers, I'm afraid it won't be good if I force the command."
Before Li Fusheng could refute again, Zheng Fan immediately said:
"I'm watching from the side. I'll just check and fill in the gaps for you, brother."
Li Fusheng nodded and said, "That's okay..."
"Brother, please follow me to see the camp's siege equipment first."
"Inevitable, inevitable."
Li Fusheng's troops actually had quite a lot of siege equipment, because in terms of craftsmen, Xueguan had a solid foundation. However, because Li Fusheng was responsible for attacking Xishan Fort, less than half of the craftsmen dispatched from Yingdu were supplied to them. Li Fusheng is here.
Of course, after looking at it, Uncle Zheng discovered that the equipment at Li Fusheng's place was not as sophisticated as his own.
At this time, a short figure came out. Who was it if it wasn't Xue San?
"Hey, Lord, you are actually here."
Xue San's face was dark, as if he had been infected.
In Xue San's opinion, his master should be working as a secretary for King Jingnan now, so how could he be here.
Li Fusheng pointed at Xue San and said, "Brother Zheng, your men are really talented. The craftsmen from Yingdu don't dare to do anything in front of him."
Xue San has this ability, it’s not surprising.
"What are you doing?"
Uncle Zheng bent down, stretched out his hand to wipe Xue San's face, then put it in front of his nose and smelled it.
"Fire oil?"
"I'm helping them improve."
Coating stone bullets with kerosene and then throwing them with a trebuchet is one of the uses of the trebuchet.
However, based on actual damage on the battlefield, stone bullets wrapped in kerosene are far less effective than pure stone bullets. The former is much weaker than the latter in terms of strength and impact.
But we can't just settle the score like this. After all, the flaming sphere will roll in when it hits the ground, and the fire will scatter everywhere. It doesn't matter how many people are killed. The key is the visual effect. The weakening effect on the enemy's morale is extremely obvious. of.
"The prince asked me to come over and be a staff officer to help attack the city together." Uncle Zheng said.
Xue San's expression immediately became very exciting, and he tried his best to hold back his laughter.
Upon seeing this, Uncle Zheng reached out and patted Xue San on the head, and said to Li Fusheng: "Brother, let's go over there and have a look."
"it is good."
After walking half a circle around the camp, Uncle Zheng had to sigh that the Zhenbei Army was worthy of being the Zhenbei Army. Li Fusheng's Zhenbei Army had extremely high-quality soldiers and had never experienced any separation due to Li Bao's death in battle. In addition, after Li Fusheng entered the Jin Dynasty, he fell under Tian Wujing's command early on.
It is equivalent to an extremely sharp sword that has been carefully maintained in the later period.
Therefore, even though the siege battle lasted for a long time, the morale of the army did not decline. This can be seen in the unwillingness to admit defeat on the faces of the generals.
In addition, all their ordnance needs are also met with great effort.
This is different from Xue Customs, which started from scratch. You must know that when Keyan's gang came, the arrows of tribal warriors were still polished with animal bones. Just equipping them also cost Xue Customs a huge price.
As for Li Fusheng, his family background is rich.
"Brother Zheng, shall we have dinner?"
Li Fusheng said when he saw that the time was almost up.
Uncle Zheng nodded and entered the handsome tent with Li Fusheng.
Dinner is very simple, but the portion is large enough to fill you up, and the salty sauce and steamed buns are both enough.
"Young man, you forgot to tell the people below to make something good." Li Fusheng slapped his forehead and cursed.
"It doesn't matter. During the war, everything you eat tastes delicious."
Uncle Zheng sat down, picked up a steamed bun and started eating.
When he is not at war, Uncle Zheng's body will look a bit pretentious, but once he enters a state of war, he really eats well and sleeps soundly.
Li Fusheng also sat down and said:
"We will attack the city tomorrow. Brother Zheng, which side do you think we should focus on?"
"I won't comment on this. It's up to you, brother, to make the decision. At the very least, you have to wait until I have experienced the battles here several times before I can make a clear decision."
Li Fusheng nodded and sighed: "Brother Zheng, you are good at everything, but sometimes you are too humble. But after all, you are our prince's disciple. In terms of the details of the battle, you are exactly the same as the prince."
Uncle Zheng smiled implicitly and took a bite of the steamed bun.
Now, he can actually make no decisions if he doesn't want to make them. He can push if he can. Anyway, Li Fusheng has been attacking Xishan Fort for so long. He has gained experience and is familiar with the battlefield. No matter how bad he is, he can't be much worse. Go, Uncle Zheng is really afraid that he will give some "fairy-like" advice on a whim, which will make a battlefield veteran like Li Fusheng laugh. It's nothing to be generous. If it really ruins the situation and collapses, then it will be really bad. Why bother?
"Those brats down there, don't look at what they said to Brother Zheng about your nose or eyes, but they were all selected by me personally and followed me out of the sea of ​​blood in the mountain of corpses.
I know that they also admire you, Brother Zheng. When they really need to be transferred tomorrow, they will definitely follow your orders, Brother Zheng, without any perfunctory behavior. "
"Brother, I told you, this is my reason."
Zheng Fan took a sip of water and continued;
"Brother, why are you bringing it up again?"
"Aren't you afraid that you have a grudge in your heart?"
"A grudge?"
Uncle Zheng didn't understand for a while.
"Old Prince... No, Old Prince..."
The old prince here obviously refers to Li Liangting.
"Hey, you knew it earlier, and I'm not afraid of your jokes. We actually have that thought in our hearts, that is, let our old marquis sit in that seat. If the Ji family can sit there, why should my Li family sit there? No?
But the old Marquis has long said that he has no such idea. As for me, I am getting older. Although I don’t look old now, but to be honest, I don’t really have anything to ask for. I just want someone who can kill people happily. .
Unlike them, I took my nephews with me to the battlefield early and trained them. I have no children and there is nothing I can't bear to part with.
If these belongings are really handed over to you, Brother Zheng, I will be convinced. At least, I have found a good home for them and these old brothers.
Fighting on the battlefield and dying in battle are fate. There is nothing to say, but those who just want to die are not cowards. If they are lucky enough to survive all the way, they can also earn some respect for themselves and their families, which is great. "
"Brother, now is not the time to say this."
"Brother Zheng, we are not outsiders. Brother, I am here to explain it to you. Brother, you understand what I mean, that's fine."
As he spoke, Li Fusheng reached out and patted Zheng Fan's thigh.
Zheng Fan nodded, indicating that he understood;
then,
Silently he retracted his legs.
……
When it was still dark the next day, the horns in the Yan army's formation had already sounded.
After sieging the city for a long time, both generals and soldiers have actually developed experience and habits.
It is true that the Yan people were not good at siege warfare before, but they were not good at anything that they had not done in detail before.
In Li Fusheng's army, there is no handsome chariot made by Xue Haijun specially for Uncle Zheng, but there is a high platform. The high platform is divided into three parts, connected together, and there is a deck in the middle.
When the war started, Li Fusheng would stand on the high platform in the middle to observe the battle situation, and the flag bearers on the two high platforms on the left and right would convey Li Fusheng's orders.
The army leaves the stronghold, and each branch of the army advances in sequence. It is a big process. It is like a shop selling things during the day. Before closing at night, you have to take back all the things placed outside and plug in the door panels. The next day, you have to It's like putting out the door panel again. I know it's very tedious, but I don't want to be robbed at night so I can only do it this way.
"Come on, brother Zheng, please!"
Uncle Zheng looked at this high platform and instinctively refused in his heart.
Here, it is not very close to the front line, but it is not far away. Having had the experience of being chased and hit by a trebuchet before, Uncle Zheng really rejects this kind of risky behavior on the battlefield.
But fortunately, because there are three high platforms connected, there is plenty of room for maneuvering, so even if a trebuchet does hit, there is still time to evade.
In the end, Uncle Zheng and Li Fusheng walked up.
On the opposite city wall, the Chu people had apparently "awakened", and smoke was rising from the inside of the city.
This kind of picture that combines the atmosphere of war and life is not inconsistent at all, but appears to be very coordinated.
Below, various soldiers and horses are still entering designated positions one after another, and trebuchets and arrow towers are still being pushed forward from behind.
"Report!!!!!!!!!"
A messenger rode over, dismounted, and quickly climbed onto the high platform.
"General, a... funeral team came from the east, under the banner of the Snow Navy."
"Funeral team?" Li Fusheng looked at Zheng Fan who was standing next to him.
Zheng Fan nodded and said, "He is my man."
"Oh, put it in."
"Here!"
"Is it for the funeral of the great Chu Zhuguo?" Li Fusheng immediately thought of the key.
"Yes."
The funeral procession came in. All their armors were tied with white cloth, their weapons were also wrapped with white stripes, and they brought with them an exquisite coffin that should have belonged to A Ming.
Here, the Yan army was still making preparations before attacking the city. Many soldiers were already sitting cross-legged on the ground waiting. Seeing this "fancy dress" that suddenly came in, everyone looked up and looked over there curiously. .
The Chu people on the wall of Xishan Fort were also like this, and they didn't know what kind of medicine Yan Jun was selling in the gourd.
Li Fusheng's subordinates had already ordered the news of Shi Yuantang's death to be conveyed to the Chu defenders at Xishan Fort, but the Chu defenders on the opposite side should have suppressed the news, or simply said that this was a plan by the Yan people to shake the morale of our army. .
Before Shi Yuantang died, the Yan army was shouting that the fifth prince had rebelled and had already killed the regent.
But what the Chu army shouted was, go back and take a look, your Emperor Yan has died suddenly!
Lies such as "Your mother is dead" and "Your father is gone" are often told on the battlefield, but they actually hurt each other a lot.
Over time, everyone has become somewhat immune.
however,
When the funeral procession held up a golden fire phoenix flag, the Chu army on the city wall was stunned.
Later, when a bronze chariot was pushed out, the Chu people on the city wall immediately exploded their nests.
Rumors can be spread casually, but real things are difficult to fake.
Because neither the fire phoenix flag nor the bronze chariot are ordinary.
And if the Chu people on the opposite side took out the gilt armor belonging to King Jingnan and hung it out, the morale of the Yan army would definitely be unstable.
Then, an even more extreme scene occurred.
I saw a huge man coming out of the Yan army's funeral procession.
He opened the coffin,
He carried out the body of an old man wearing noble armor from inside.
He lifted the body up,
The body was fixed with wires and boards, and the big man had the implicated boards in his hands and mouth.
The body was lifted up,
The big man's hands began to dance,
Like playing with a marionette, the body above began to twist.
The big man's own legs and waist also began to twist to the rhythm.
immediately,
Dozens of people in the funeral procession dismounted. They were obviously wearing mourning robes, but they took out their red silk and started twisting along with the steps of the big man in front.
Everyone moves in unison and acts in unison.
This is dancing.
The Yan people are baffled.
Although this folklore activity has been visited and performed on behalf of the Yan folklore at the Snowfield and Savage Tribes Blood Alliance Conference,
But the out-and-out Yan people have no idea that they still have this custom!
On the city wall, the sounds of Chu people yelling, cursing and crying could be heard constantly.
After continuing for a while,
The city gate of Xishan Fort actually opened, and a cavalryman came out from inside. They were planning to come out to snatch the body of Zhuguo, who was being insulted by the Yan people.
Li Fusheng excitedly slapped the railing in front of him.
He shouted to Uncle Zheng standing next to him;
"No wonder you didn't want to take command yesterday. It turns out that everything is under your control, brother Zheng!"
Uncle Zheng: "Ah?"
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Also at night.
(End of this chapter)