Riding and cutting the imperial pirates of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 210 The One Who Knows Current Affairs (4K Chapters)
After rushing thousands of miles, raiding at night, and taking the outer city in one fell swoop, when he stepped across the suspension bridge, Wang Zheng was full of ambition and felt that the overall situation was settled.

Based on previous experience, especially Linzi, the fifth capital of the Han Dynasty, Wang Zheng paid more attention to Pengcheng's outer city. After all, the geographical advantage is too huge, and the city has high walls and strong walls.

This made him have to think of Linzi, which has both natural moats and high walls.

At that time, the needle really couldn't get in, and the water couldn't get in. If it wasn't for Xu He's clever tricks and the refugees filling it in desperately, it might take several months.

However, once the biggest hard bone is gnawed, the defenses of the inner city and Miyagi can be easily cut apart like paper.

Wang Zheng originally thought that the same rhythm should be followed when he attacked Pengcheng.

Unexpectedly, the four walls of the inner city were only seven or eight meters long, and with the command of the guards, the equipment was complete and sufficient, and once again forcibly stopped him and the Tianjun's footsteps!
really convinced
I'm glad I listened to Mi Heng's suggestion, otherwise, if I followed the previous plan and looked directly from Langya, the outer wall would be equipped with this guard and this equipment
Just thinking about it made Wang Zheng's scalp tingle.

He stared at the front, and heard small noises from time to time, or the wailing of the wounded from the two armies, or the shaking of armor, and the collision of guns and spears.

Recalling his family's previous city battles, Wang Zheng secretly pondered whether there were other ways to speed up the progress of breaking the city besides using the system soldiers as his hole card.

After all, after the capture of Pengcheng, there are still a few battles to come, and the opponent is Yuan Shu, who is famous in history. Wang Zheng really doesn't want the army to suffer too many casualties in Pengcheng.

especially siege warfare
If the damage was caused by those cold instruments, it would be impossible to make ends meet with no experience contribution!

The generals on the side were also dissatisfied with the current progress. Wu Sheng stared round the leopard's eyes, and wanted to take the initiative to invite the Tianzhu Camp to fight, but was directly kicked by Wang Zheng and shut up angrily.

I'm not even willing to use the Heavenly Army, so you fucking let me go to the Heavenly Punishment Camp?

I really don't feel bad for selling my father's land!
At this time, Xu Fang thought for a while, and seemed to have an idea, and took the initiative to stand up and propose:

"General, in the current situation, the final general thinks, can it be resolved with the three ways of knowing victory?"

Zhisheng No. [-]?

Hearing this, everyone looked blankly and looked over together.

No way, Yu Jin, Pan Zhang, and Mi Heng are not present now, and the remaining generals count as one, all illiterate and rough, even including Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng coughed dryly, also puzzled in his heart, but in order to maintain his majesty, he didn't show any expression, and just nodded to signal Xu Fang to continue talking.

Xu Fang also knew who these colleagues were, so he didn't want to be tricky, so he quickly explained:

"There is a saying in Sun Tzu's Art of War, and there are five ways to know victory."

"The one who knows what can and cannot be fought wins, the one who knows how to use it in the crowd wins, the one who wants the same desire wins, the one who waits for the unexpected wins, the one who will be able but the king does not defend him will win."

"The third one is that the one with the same desire will win!" Xu Fanglang said in a loud voice: "Since this is the case, if we will meet at the end, why not do the opposite and make the people above and below have different desires, so that they will be defeated?"

"People above and below have different desires?"

Wang Zheng pondered for a while and said: "You mean, the county lieutenants and the generals on the opposite side may want to defend to the death, but the soldiers may not be like this; , Instigate them to have civil strife?"

"General, that's exactly the case." Xu Fang said: "Just like the people of Xiao County mistakenly thought that we were the Yanzhou Army and surrendered without fighting, then we might as well continue to pretend to be Cao Army and threaten the city by slaughtering the city, or we can make those who are greedy for life Please surrender because you are all dead."

"Well, it's a way." Wang Zheng nodded approvingly, then laughed and cursed:

"Then you can put it bluntly. Isn't the phrase in Sun Tzu's Art of War, "Siege the city the bottom, attack the mind the top" more appropriate?"

"Attacking the city is the bottom, and attacking the heart is the top?" Hearing this, Xu Fang was startled: "It's a modest statement, but"

Looking at Wang Zheng, Xu Fang hesitated to speak, hesitating a little: "The last general seems to have never seen these two sentences in Sun Tzu's Art of War."

Isn't it from Sun Tzu's Art of War?
Wang Zheng was also taken aback, did he remember wrongly?
Just a little embarrassed, Zhang Rao suddenly interrupted:

"General, you can slaughter the city and intimidate, but the last general feels that you can't pretend to be Cao Jun!"

Facing the eyes projected by Wang Zheng, Zhang Rao said seriously: "The last general is ignorant of writing and ink, and he doesn't know Sun Tzu's art of war, but the people of Xuzhou are brave and brave, but we have heard it for a long time."

"Pengcheng is very different from Xiaoxian County. Not long after this place was massacred by the Yanzhou Army, it can be said that I hate Cao Cao and Cao Jun!"

"The other party doesn't know the details of our army now, it's just that the soldiers are stubbornly defending, and there is even a two-phase proposal to stop the army, but if we pretend to be Cao Jun, whether there is a villain in the city who has a different heart, I don't know, but the blood hatred has not disappeared, and the pain has not disappeared. At the time of forgetting, if the enemy continues to force the crime, the army and the people may unite and share the same hatred."

"Maybe even the women, children, old and young will go to the top of the city tomorrow and fight to the death with us!"

Hearing this, Wang Zheng first looked at Xu Fang, and saw that he nodded slightly after thinking for a moment, acknowledging Zhang Rao's concerns, and thinking of one of the reasons why Mi Heng suggested that he take Pengcheng that day, he pondered for a while, Wang Zheng said: "Major Zhang It’s reasonable to think so, so be it.”

"You can attack your heart, but you can't take the initiative to pretend to be Cao Jun."

"Send some loud people, shouting from the opposite range, and say threatening words."

"Find some more cloth and silk paper, write more straightforwardly, and say that those who surrender will be rewarded, and those who resist the barbarians stubbornly will make the archers shoot into the city."

"Even if there is no internal response, Pengcheng's people will panic, and internal suspicion is good."

"Here!"

Naturally, Wu Sheng and Tianzhuying were responsible for the intimidation work before the battle. Anyway, they came and went and said those words. They have excellent physique, and they have not participated in the battle today. They have sufficient strength and loud voices.

On the other hand, it is more troublesome.

There are very few people among the Yellow Turbans who can read, let alone write, so even Wang Zheng, the chief general, had no choice but to go on stage in person. He and Xu Fang worked tirelessly for more than an hour before they could write thousands of copies.

Then on the bandaged arrow, following an order, the Qingzhou step bows raised their arms to the sky, and immediately shot thousands of letters of surrender into the city.

It was near dusk.

Even if the letter has an effect, it cannot be immediate in a short period of time.

Since Wang Zheng would not wait, he ordered Chen Jiao to lead the heavenly army to charge and kill again.

But this time it really turned into a feint attack, with heavy thunder and little rain, but they didn't even reach the top of the wall for even a moment.

This kind of performance is also included in the previous discussions of Wang Zheng and others, and it is beyond reproach.

It's just that although he didn't say anything, and even encouraged him a bit, thinking of Zhang Rao's performance before, Wang Zheng still felt a little dissatisfied with Chen Jiao.

Just when Mingyue leaped to the top of the tree, when he was discussing with the generals in the tent to attack the city tomorrow, suddenly the sound of drums came from the opposite city.

Everyone was surprised and hurried out of the camp to watch.

At this time, the two armies lit countless torches at the same time, and it was as bright as day, and dozens of bloody heads were seen hanging on bamboo poles, being patrolled by Pengcheng soldiers around the city wall, as if for display.

And the county lieutenant shouted loudly at the top of the city: "You don't have to wait so hard."

"If someone is incited by you and wants to act as an internal response and sell my city, it will all end like this!"

"Although the edge of my sword is unfavorable, I can kill thousands of people without breaking the blade!"

Depend on!
Once again, the dream of a "counselor" was shattered, even if it was Xu Fang's plan, Wang Zheng still didn't hold back his anger, and was almost provoked by this mocking words to go into battle himself.

A small leak will sink a great ship!
General secretly warned himself, general eyes like knives, fixedly staring at the county lieutenant, without saying a word.

I remember you!

When Wang Zheng was restless, the atmosphere in Pengcheng was also extremely depressing.

The army besieged and approached the city. People from Pengcheng were no strangers to this encounter.

Before last year, Pengcheng Kingdom had nearly 50 households and a population of nearly [-]. This level is only in Xuzhou's Donghai and Xiapi counties.

But when it comes to a single city, Pengcheng is the highest in Xuzhou, with 20 households and a population of nearly [-]. One city accounts for half of the country's population and taxes.

But when Cao Cao swung his butcher's knife, Pengcheng said at this time that ten rooms and nine empty spaces may have passed, but the whole city was in March, and every family wore mourning, but it was true.

At this time, Pengcheng, together with the Xuzhou soldiers stationed in the garrison, had a total number of less than [-].

So when the enemy appeared again, most of the people panicked completely.

Another group of strange troops came and surrounded Pengcheng?

The outer city has been breached, and the soldiers have reached the inner city wall?

This atmosphere even spread to Pengcheng's prison.

As the national capital, Pengcheng even retains the form of the Western Han Dynasty in the prison area, with a total of three prisons.

Ruolu Prison, which detains law-breaking officials and wealthy families, Xiongting Prison, which detains female prisoners, and Pengcheng Prison, which is the largest and detains humble civilians and bandits.

Of course, every time there is a military calamity, there will be civil unrest. After the massacre in Xuzhou, there are many bandits and ruffians who took advantage of the fire. At this time, the three prisons are all overcrowded, and they are no longer as clear as before.

Just like Lu Prison, now not only some prisoners with special identities are being taken into custody, but even some heinous death row prisoners have also been brought in.

So even because of Wang Zheng's army, many guards from the other two prisons were sent to help defend the city, while Ruolu Prison still kept nearly a hundred guards.

At first glance, this place is still tightly guarded, but if the prisoners inside pay attention, they can clearly feel that the defense here is far worse than before.

Not in numbers, but in attitude.

"Is something serious going on?"

In the innermost cell.

A scribe who was about forty years old discovered this keenly.

He was wearing a blue robe of extraordinary material and exquisite workmanship. He had a good appearance and a good expression, and his complexion was fair and ruddy. It was obvious that he came from a good family.

What's even more strange is that even though he was imprisoned and imprisoned, he didn't seem to have suffered any hardships, and he was still well-dressed and handsome.

This is unavoidably surprising.

Since it is a place to detain nobles, compared to most prisons in this world, the environment in Ruolu Prison is indeed much better.

But even so, a prison meal is always a prison meal, so why does this scribe seem to be in charge of a post station?
Not only was there no sign of decadence or panic, but at this moment he was actually holding a feather fan in his hand.

One must know that this time is only in the middle of spring, the weather is far from hot, not to mention that the dungeon is humid, but also shady, the meaning of this lupine is probably more of the so-called elegant manners, right?

What happened?
The scribe thought about it, and looked around again with his probe, his heart moved, and he had more guesses.

Sure enough!

The people who are about to be imprisoned are not his identity anymore, but real bandits and repeat offenders.

Calculated according to the time, yesterday should have been interrogated and killed, but at this time he is still in the cell well.

Taking advantage of a jailer's routine patrol passing by, the scribe finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked directly.

"What happened recently?"

Seeing the scribe's unceremonious inquiry, the jailer didn't feel annoyed. Instead, he bowed consciously and replied respectfully, "Sir."

Then he thought about it for a while, seemed to be hesitant to say it, and after a while he opened his mouth and said: "If you talk about things, naturally many things happened, but the biggest event should be that a group of unidentified tribal soldiers came to surround my city. It has even breached the outer wall!"

"What?" This sentence made the scribe's face change greatly, he stood up immediately, leaned forward and asked: "Before I was imprisoned, Cao Jun had already returned to Yanzhou, and which prince came to commit the crime?"

"How many people are there?"

The jailer thought for a while, and replied uncertainly: "Tens of thousands, I don't know the details."

"Dangerous!" Hearing this answer, as a native and knowledgeable himself, the scribes thought for a while and then sighed: "The stability inside my city is far inferior to the solidity outside. Now that the enemy has broken through to this point, it has become a trap. The game!"

He looked at the jailer again: "Has the Prime Minister sent someone to seek help from Tao Qian?"

"If you don't hurry, it will be too late."

The jailer was not surprised that the scribes were so rude to call Xuzhou Zhou Mu by his first name.

After all, even a humble man like him knew that Tao Qian, a local celebrity with little talent and learning like a scribe, was trapped here.

Tao Qian admired his name as a talented scholar, but was unexpectedly rejected. Out of anger, he ordered Pengcheng Guoxiang to imprison him.

But even so, both the prime minister and the prison officer treated this scribe with courtesy and courtesy.

There is no other way, this literati became famous at a young age and has enjoyed a long reputation. He is also the head of the local scholars in Pengcheng, so he really cannot be neglected.

"Ask for help?" The jailer thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Sir, the thieves raided at night and came too fast. When the city found out, they had already gone directly outside the inner city and surrounded them. I think they just wanted to ask for help. Can't get out of town."

Speaking of this, the jailer consciously made a slip of the tongue. After all, no matter how famous the scribe is, he is still a prisoner, but he shouldn't have said so much to him.

Just at this moment, the scribe also fell into a state of ecstasy, frowning tightly, as if thinking about something, the jailer took the opportunity to slip away.

Parts of unknown origin?
Raid?

The scribe sat down slowly, and began to deliberate through the limited information in the jailer's words.

"Cao Cao won the battle with Lv Bu. I am afraid that he will have to rest and recuperate. He will not invade our territory again in the short term."

"And if there is a surprise attack, the east of Pengcheng is the East China Sea. If the East China Sea falls, the Prime Minister is not a foolish and loyal person. I'm afraid he has already asked to surrender, and he will definitely not continue to resist."

"Langya is to the north. If we attack from here, the three cities of Yinping, Fuyang and Wuyuan are in front. Even if they fall overnight, the beacon towers will surely be lit, and the beacon smoke will be lit to warn our city. The outer city will not fall so easily. "

Before the scribes were imprisoned, Wang Zheng was still in Linzi, and had never moved eastward, so he didn't know that Langya had already half fallen into the hands of the Yellow Turban.

"It can only come from Yuzhou in the southwest!"

With a click, the scribe's feather fan closed, his eyes lit up, and he had already guessed.

"Unidentified?" The scribe shook his head, with a mocking smile: "President of the country, you are not so stupid."

"Don't you dare to say it out loud, show it to the public?"

"If people know that the army of Marquis Yangdi is attacking the city, I'm afraid everyone will be in danger and the morale of the army will be weakened?"

(End of this chapter)