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Chapter 797 Persuade to surrender
On the sand table, there are more and more small flags with the word "Qin" planted on the surrounding cities of Yecheng.

Wenyang took Shexian, Wushi, Wu'an and other cities, and was marching into Xiangguo. Mengyu attacked Weixian, but couldn't attack for a long time. He went south to capture Fanyang, Neihuang and other cities, and marched into Liyang.

Both Xiangguo and Liyang are important towns, and Sima Yan strictly defends them, not under the original Chaoge.

To the south of the Yellow River, Wang Jun and Wang Hun attacked and defended Dongping.

The situation reached a stalemate.

"Is there any news about Malone?" Yang Zheng looked at Daijun.

Zhao Aqi cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, Commander Ma led [-] fine cavalry, and did not enter the army from Dai County, but went north through Yinshan Mountain, where he is currently missing."

"No news is good news."

Ma Long's level of military use is top-notch in this era. Either he doesn't make a move, or he kills the enemy if he makes a move.

With the current situation, it depends on who makes mistakes first.

The Qin army is already invincible.

The Jin army strictly guarded against death, but if it defends for a long time, it will lose. As long as a gap is opened in one place, the overall situation will be defeated.

Two days later, [-] pieces of fire oil arrived, which were urgently produced by Daxing Workshop.

Due to the tight timing, an accident occurred in the workshop, which caused a fire. Fortunately, the patrolling guards arrived, and there were no major casualties, but half of the workshop was burned...

Fan Tiefu pleaded guilty.

However, Jin Yiwei's secret performance was caused by secret sabotage.

As for where the secret work is, it is still under investigation.

Prince Yang Xu suggested moving the workshop to a small town outside Daxing, for the sake of confidentiality and safety.

Yang Zheng agreed, and wrote back to let him make his own decision on such matters in the future, without having to make a list, and wasting time by going back and forth.

The prince supervises the country, and he has the right to handle major affairs in the country.

With fierce fire oil in hand, Qin Jun's chances of winning are even greater.

Yang Zheng asked the artisans accompanying the army to step up making various siege equipment.

Chong cars, ladders, nest cars, trench bridges, Lin Chong and so on.

Catapults and Thunderbolts increased to a thousand.

The entire Qin army camp is like a huge construction site, and soldiers assist craftsmen to build it.

However, as time went by, as autumn went to winter solstice, a heavy snow covered the land of Hebei, covering the dark red battlefield, and the northern and southern battalions were covered in silver, covering the breath of war.

This kind of weather is good for defense, not good for offense, and the offensives in various places have temporarily stopped.

Yang Zheng simply slaughtered cattle and sheep to reward the soldiers.

A steady stream of winter clothes and spirits from the rear kept the Qin army's morale.

Taking two meals a day, Yang Zheng ate and drank like ordinary soldiers, calming down the soldiers' emotions, "After this battle, the world will be settled. If you want to fight in the future, you won't have such a chance!"

"Haha, I can fight for His Majesty, and I will die without complaint." A 50-[-]-year-old village chief laughed, his temples were already frost-white, and the wrinkles on his face were piled up into gullies.

Seeing too much death made his eyes look a bit vicissitudes.

"I want you to live, full of children and grandchildren, delicious food and spicy food." Yang Zheng took a sip of strong wine.

A sense of warmth rises from the abdomen, and the whole body is warm.

"Your Majesty Long En, the villain will remember." The head of the village had a sudden look on his face.

More young soldiers are looking forward to supporting their parents after this battle, marrying a few more wives and concubines, having a bunch of children, and then living in peace of mind by farming.

One wish is more simple than the other.

There is no such thing as being a general, rich man or anything like that.

But in these war-torn times, such a simple wish is sometimes difficult.

"There will be such a day." Yang Zheng said solemnly.

In the army, there are also Xuanyi Division's programs, storytelling, opera, etc., to write letters home for the soldiers.

The camp was in full swing, and there were often laughter and laughter floating in the wind and snow.

However, the Jin army on the opposite side was a little gloomy.

Hundreds of thousands of troops need not only food, but also winter clothes, dry firewood and so on.

The colder the weather, the greater the consumption.

The Qin army worked hard enough to barely supply, let alone the Jin army.

Every day, the Jin army can be seen throwing the frozen corpses out of the camp.

Yang Zheng asked Liu Heng to bring the gong and drummers to persuade him to surrender.

In such cold weather, the Jin army was not even interested in sending troops to drive them away.

"Brothers of the Jin Army, listen up. The Sima family is a grasshopper after autumn. It won't be a few days. According to the size of the official rank, the head of the village is [-] mu of land, the captain is [-], the school lieutenant is [-], and the general is [-]! The bigger the official, the bigger the reward!"

There was a burst of cursing on the other side, followed by a loose rain of arrows, which fell lazily in front of Liu Heng.

Liu Heng's voice was louder, "Brothers, it's not worthwhile for you to be buried with the Sima family. How much evil has the Sima family done? Think about your parents, your wives and children, if you died in battle, how would they live? "

This time, the other side suddenly fell silent.

What happened to the Sima family has long been told by the storyteller.

Whoever has ears will hear some.

But soon someone yelled, "Don't listen to his nonsense, Your Majesty is the king of benevolence and righteousness, the Qin bandits are tyrannical, you surrender, there is no place to die!"

Here, Liu Heng started cursing directly, "Students, everyone knows how the Sima family got theirs. If there is a report, grandpa will flatten Yecheng, and then go kill your whole family!"

Yang Zheng, who was in the back line, smiled wryly, this guy is really lacking in understanding, just when others said "tyrannical and innocent", you are going to kill the whole family, don't you just call it yourself?
The person on the other side seemed to be a little scared and didn't make any more noise.

Liu Heng beat gongs and drums for a while and then retreated.

Been doing this for the next few days.

Yang Zheng didn't expect much. Ordinary soldiers don't have such a strong view of right and wrong, not even a national view. They only have their own family and hometown. This is why the gentry are so powerful in this era.

However, on the fourth night, soldiers of the Jin army began to surrender one after another.

In the beginning, there were a few people, a group of more than a dozen people.

Later, there were hundreds of people.

For three consecutive days, nearly 500 people surrendered.

With an army of tens of 10 people, 500 people may be insignificant.

But it's a very good start.

These people also brought various inside information about the Jin army.

As Yang Zheng expected, the Jin army did not lack food, but it lacked winter clothes and relied on firewood for warmth. However, the Jin army's logistics could not support the needs of the front line, and more and more Jin soldiers died of frostbite.

In addition, the deployment of troops in front of the Jin army's several camps, the selection of generals, the morale, etc., were all detected by the Qin army.

It is only December now, and the coldest "March [-]th" has not yet arrived.

According to this trend, the Jin army may not be able to hold on.

Yang Zheng ordered the surrendered Jin army to join Liu Heng's gong and drum team, beating gongs and drums every day in front of the battle.

Even eating and drinking are under the watchful eyes of the Jin army.

But nothing happened that night. In the past, at least dozens of hundreds of people surrendered every night, but now there is no one.

Yang Zheng couldn't help being depressed, did the Jin army have a way to boost morale?

But the next day when the scouts inquired, they found that there was no one in the front camp...

The Jin army retreated three miles and retreated to the second line of defense.

(End of this chapter)