The sixty-eighth palm Zhongshan Wolf 6

Wu Qiu was stunned when he heard the words, and immediately said in surprise, "Are you telling the truth?"

Sima Xi said decisively, "There is no lie. I have been promised by the envoy of the State of Qi. The allied forces of Qi, Wei and South Korea have now broken through the Hangu Pass, and the State of Qin promised to cede the land of Hedong to seek peace with the Three Kingdoms. Once the agreement is made, Meng Changjun will lead the allied forces of the Three Kingdoms north to suppress the State of Zhao and save our Zhongshan State."

"In less than 20 days, Zhao Jun will retreat. If you don't retreat, you can cut off my head and apologize to the three armies. What do you think, general?"

Wu Qiu Lu looked at Sima Xi with a hesitant face. Seeing that he looked like he was swearing, he felt a little bit in his heart. Moreover, no matter how sinister and cunning Sima Xi is, he is also the prime minister of Zhongshan. If Zhongshan survives forever, his power will be greatly guaranteed. On the contrary, if Zhongshan is over, everything about him will become necessary.

At the same time, I also considered another thing, that is, the problem of food and fodder in the city. Originally, the granaries in the city were only enough for 230,000 soldiers and civilians for a month. If you use the method of divide grain by Xiaohu, and then rely on killing the horses, you should be able to last for two months.

But the problem is that the distribution of food in Xiaohu will inevitably arouse the anger of the commissioned soldiers. You should know that fighting is a very physical thing. You can only eat porridge every day. For a long time, there will be resentment in the army, and morale will naturally be greatly affected. This is also what Wuqiu is most worried about, so he thought of borrowing the property in the palace to boost morale and calm the army. But no matter how good the property is, it is just a property. If you can't fill your stomach, you can only solve the urgent need for a while, but it is not a long-term way.

But if Sima Xi really said it, the situation will be very different. Once the State of Qi intervenes, the State of Zhao will suffer from the enemy, and Handan near the Central Plains will face threats from the south. If there is any mistake in Handan, the foundation of the State of Zhao will be shaken, and the country is bound to fall sharply. Therefore, it is impossible for Zhao Yong to risk the main army to continue to stay in Zhongshan. He will only return to Handan to fight against the strong enemy, so that the siege of Lingshou will be broken without attack.

That is to say, the Zhongshan army can maintain the use without using the method of distributing grain, and can distribute grain at a normal level in the war, so there is no need to worry about the problem of low morale.

This news is undoubtedly great news for Wu Qiulu, who is helpless. He is straightforward and bold, he does not hide the joy on his face at all, and even his dislike for Sima Xi has been reduced a lot, which makes him feel much better.

You should know that the reason why Zhongshan can survive tenaciously for hundreds of years is the full support of Qi and Yan. However, when the State of Yan fell into the rebellion of Zizhi, the king of Zhongshan, as an ally, did not send troops to help, but united with the State of Qi to attack Yan at the encouragement of Sima Xi and captured a large area of the territory of the State of Yan, and the country rose sharply for a while. Unfortunately, then Prince Yan ascended the throne of the King of Yan with the strong support of the Three Kingdoms of Zhao, Han and Qin, drove the Qi army out of the State of Yan. Even the Zhongshan army was defeated, and all the territory occupied was spit out.

The war against the State of Yan is undoubtedly the biggest failure in Zhongshan's national policy. Instead of gaining an inch of land, it has lost the important traditional ally of the State of Yan. The Yan people also hate the shameful act of Zhongshan against their allies. From then on, they regard Zhongshan as their sworn enemy. Now Sun Yat-sen can only place their hopes on the State of Qi.

Wu Qiulu was about to say something, but suddenly he heard the long horn sound of Zhao Jun in the distance, and his face could not help but change. At this time, the Zhongshan Army on the wall was also a burst of **, and some experienced officers had begun to shout orders.

"What's the matter?" Ji Shang asked in a hurry.

Wu Qiu Yu's face sank, took a deep breath, and said with a solemn face: "Your Majesty, Zhao Jun is going to attack the city."

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Zhao Jun had no intention to hide their strength at all. On the first day of arriving at Lingshou City, Zhao Jun launched a large-scale siege.

With the sound of the long horn, the army in Zhao's camp was sonorous, and the gongs and drums shook the sky. Countless soldiers stepped on a neat pace, pushed the huge wells and ladders, and made a tsunami-like shout to Lingshou slowly approaching. Finally, the vanguard stopped outside the three arrows and stood by.

Lingshou City faces water in the north, and the west and south are built by mountains, facing the mountains, which is not suitable for the deployment of siege teams and equipment. Therefore, after a tour, Zhao Yong decided to give up attacking the city from these three sides. To the east is a vast plain, which is very suitable for the siege of the army. The Zhao army and the Zhongshan army all turned their eyes here and positioned the east city as the focus of attack and defense.

Zhao Yong lived on the horse, looked up at the tall Lingshou City in the distance with a solemn face, and raised his right hand and waved it heavily. The flag officer agreed, and the red flag turned over, and then the low drum horn in the distance slowly sounded. A cavalry of more than 20,000 people quickly broke away from the Chinese army's phalanx and quickly galloped towards Lingshou City.

The world-famous elite cavalry of the State of Zhao, who was the first to go out, whimpered and dispersed into a scattered formation, and each launched a battle with the Zhongshan army on the city.

Zhongshan is not good at making crossbows. In addition, the long bows of the Zhao cavalry are carefully made, and the range is naturally far greater than that held by ordinary Zhongshan soldiers. Therefore, although Zhao Jun shot from the bottom up, relying on exquisite archery and excellent weapons, the situation did not fall behind at all. There are also high-speed and flexible horses to avoid arrow disease, so in the end, the shooting turned into the cavalry of the State of Zhao pouring arrows into the head of the city unilaterally, constantly shooting Zhongshan soldiers, Zhongshan barrs

Zhao Yong, who was watching the battle from afar, saw that his side had successfully suppressed the other party's archers, so he ordered the infantry to press it with a calm face.

After a moment, two huge phalanxes slowly moved forward, like two left and right iron fists. More than 30,000 Zhao soldiers pushed more than ten meters high wells and ladders, shouting neat slogans, covering the green ground like a sea tide roaring, and rushing towards Lingshou City.

All people are promised: the first person to attack Xianyang City, whether an officer or a soldier, will be awarded the title of viscount and a thousand households. If this generous reward naturally made Zhao soldiers and soldiers all jealous, screaming, and all of them summoned up the courage to rush forward.

With the shouting, the army's steps were as neat as a person. It should be surrounded by the sound of dull drums and the city, as if one mountain after another was slowly approaching the city wall, and the earth trembled. As far as the vision of Lingshou City came, there was a slowly approaching Zhao military phalanx everywhere, and the harsh voice of Zhao soldiers resounded through the world: "Drink! Drink! Drink!"

The red flag at the head of the city waved, and the Zhongshan soldiers who originally avoided Zhao's arrow disease swarmed up again. The tide-like Zhao army soon rushed to the city, and they were greeted by the overwhelming crossbows and rolling stones at the head of the city.

With a range of up to a hundred steps, the shield in the hands of Zhao's soldiers can't stop the bows and arrows of the Zhongshan army. The enemies under the city are so dense that the Zhongshan army, which is dense to the top of the city, does not need to aim at all. It only needs to mechanically build arrows and shoot arrows, just shoot, shoots and shoots. At the same time, the archers of the Zhao army under the city also shot arrows crazily, desperately trying to suppress the firepower of the Zhongshan Army and create more favorable conditions for the hand-to-hand combat of their peers.

The rain of arrows all over the sky brought a lot of casualties to Zhao Jun, and the blood flowed under the wall a few miles long. It was not until the wells and ladders used for the siege arrived that the situation changed. The four-foot-high well passed the wall of Lingshou, and turned to the condescending shooting of arrows and the Zhongshan army, which suddenly increased the pressure of Lingshou's city defense. Dozens of ladders were mounted on the wall, and the carefully selected Zhao soldiers carried big knives on their backs, regardless of the arrow feathers and rolling stones, climbing up the rocks one by one.

The Zhongshan army at the head of the city quickly rushed out hundreds of flying hooks and pulled the ladder and well with hook locks. Then hundreds of people worked together to pull down the cloud ladder and well. Zhao soldiers on the ladder suddenly screamed and fell down, either into a meat pie or stabbed into a hedgehog by the dense gun forest below.

Immediately, Zhao Yong quietly looked at the bloody battlefield. Whether it was the death and injury of Zhao's soldiers or the other party's Zhongshan, he was extremely distressed. You should know that he has already regarded the people of Zhongshan as his own subjects. Now every death or injury is the loss of his future hegemony.

But he had no choice, because this was the siege, the most cruel and helpless siege.

Just when Zhao Yong's face was gloomy and sunny, he suddenly saw a change.