The Summoning World of the Great Qin Empire

Chapter 477
There must be a brave man under a great reward. This is an ancient and unchanging truth. He was still grimacing, like a general who had lost his parents. After hearing this, he immediately lifted his spirits.

According to his current military position, if he was promoted to three ranks, wouldn't he be on an equal footing with Di Qing in front of him?
"Don't worry, general, the soldiers of the three armies are grateful for the kindness of the general, and they will definitely serve with death!" The general said excitedly, and then drove his horse to the vanguard, shouting loudly: "The general has an order, the brothers in the front have worked hard!" , as long as you survive, everyone will be promoted to one rank, and those who have made great contributions will be promoted to three ranks! Official promotion to three ranks!"

The general seemed to feel that promotion to one rank was not enough incentive, and he emphasized repeatedly "promotion to three ranks". As for those who made great contributions, he automatically ignored them.

At this moment, the sluggish Di Qingjun's momentum suddenly burst, everyone gritted their teeth, pouted their heads under the heavy shield, and started digging.

In this way, the speed will be much fuller, and Zhang Hao's heart is relatively dark, and those thorns have made a lot of thorns, almost tearing down all the fences in Shangcai City. Di Qingjun not only needs to pay attention to his hands, but also Pay attention to your feet. If you are not careful, you will be stabbed in the foot. This feeling is really not something a person can bear.

The generals reported the situation to Di Qing from time to time. Seeing the soldiers who were bleeding from their feet being carried down, Di Qing felt that half of his face was numb, and his whole scalp was numb.

The guy on the tower can really torment people.

Seeing that his masterpiece really caused the enemy to replace thousands of people, Zhang Hao's self-confidence swelled, but before he could speak, he heard soldiers come to report that too many fences were demolished, and now they can't find them. The thorns pricked...

"Can you use something else instead?" Zhang Hao asked.

The soldier slapped his head: "How about iron nails?"

"Fart!" Zhang Hao cursed angrily, "If we throw it out, isn't this sending supplies to the enemy?"

The soldier's face turned red, and he dared not answer. Zhang Hao looked at the enemy troops outside the city who were moving much slower. After thinking for a while, he couldn't think of any substitutes, so he said, "Go to Nancheng now to find Mr. Jia Xu, tell him about this and tell him to think of a way."

"Here!"

The soldiers disappeared on the tower and headed for the south gate.

On the south gate side, blood is flowing down the stone steps of the city tower. The soldiers who died in battle are piled up behind the city gate. A group of reserve soldiers are lined up on the street, waiting for the people in front to fight. Light up, and then they go on top.

The messenger received Zhang Hao's general order, and rode up from the aisle left intentionally by these people, and said loudly, "Where is Mr. Jia Xu, the villain is ordered to come!"

A general who had been shot in the arm shouted loudly: "Bring it up!"

Three or four soldiers surrounded the messenger, first unloading the weapons in their hands, and then leading the man up the tower.

A scribe in military uniform came and said, "Where's the clerk?"

"Here!" The orderly quickly handed it up with both hands.

Jia Xuzhan took a look and frowned. Wild plants like thorns and thorns were all purchased by his side, which showed how fierce the battle was.

"You go to recruit carpenters in the city and tell them to make wood into sharp thorns, especially dry wood. After soaking in poisonous water, it can fully absorb the poisonous water." Jia Xu only thought for a moment, and then thought of it. way out.

The messenger immediately took out a pen and paper, and wrote it down. Jia Xu nodded slightly as he watched the messenger write vigorously, thinking that the method he created was really very practical.

"Wait! Is there a beekeeper in Shangcai City?" Jia Xu's mind flashed.

The soldier didn't understand why Mr. Jia Xu asked such a question, but said: "If you want to eat honey, the villain will immediately send people to the city to look for it."

"Children can't be taught!" Jia Xu explained rather displeasedly: "Over Zhang Hao, the enemy dug holes in the city gate, and pouring down too much boiled water will only cause the soil under the city gate to sink into the water. The soaking is small, and it becomes loose and muddy, which is conducive to the enemy's digging into the city wall.

But in Shangcai City, if there are people who keep bees, it will be different. If you think about it, if you throw the beehive outside the city gate, tsk tsk, although the little bee will not kill people, but people will see it. Bees, too, must be terrified. "

Not all soldiers are armed to the teeth with armor, that is only the treatment given to generals above the commander-in-chief.

Ordinary soldiers, if they have leather armor on their bodies, they are considered excellent. As for their heads, they can be given a helmet casually, which is not bad. It is like those generals in the army. Two eyes come.

The soldier quickly recorded it, and then rode his horse towards the city.

"A truce! Withdraw to have a bite of food, and then continue!" At dusk, inside and outside Shangcai City, the two enemy troops who were fighting stopped suddenly.

Everyone had a tacit understanding, and no one broke the situation first, because all the soldiers were rushing to eat.

Even the soldiers who were digging the soil were pulled back at this time.

And Zhang Haojun on the tower also stopped, and did not take advantage of this opportunity to pour earth and rocks down.

After fighting for a whole day, all the people are already hungry, and at this moment, they are all supported by a kind of bloody ferocity in their bones.

If you don't hurry up and eat your fill at this time, when the battle starts again, you may feel that you are exhausted and fall to the ground.

After a full hour, the drums of war sounded again under the light of dusk!

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

The dull war drums beat, and the whimpering horns tore through the sky!

"kill--"

At this moment, the thinking of ordinary sergeants is no longer very clear. The people above are pointing there, as if to go there, regardless of him, as long as he still has a breath, he should hold on to the knife in his hand. If there are enemies, you must not fall!

Once you fall down, you will never get up again in this lifetime...

"Roar--"

The roaring roar echoed throughout Shangcai City, people were like beasts, ghosts, and madmen!

Blood light dyed the sunset red, dyed the sunset red!

Di Qing looked up at the setting sun that was about to set, as if the sun was bleeding!

"what--"

Di Qing was taken aback, and when she squinted again, she couldn't see anything... The sky...it was getting dark!
The land was full of flames, Shangcai City was a coiled fire dragon, and Lu Bujun were three ferocious wild wolves, tearing the coiled body of the fire dragon frantically.

A cavalry team of dozens of people rushed towards Di Qing, and the leading cavalry seemed to stand out from the crowd.

Di Qing recognized at a glance that the person who came was Lu Bu!
Di Qing hurriedly jumped off his horse, and waited until Lu Bu walked in before intervening and saluting: "The last descendant is Di Qing, and I pay my respects to your majesty!"

Lu Bu's eyes were bloodshot, and his deep voice rang out: "In the barracks, only 2000 people are left to guard the food and grass. The general has already transferred all the soldiers out of the barracks to attack the city! Success or failure depends on one action, and you think you can't fail! "

Di Qing's heart skipped a beat, this really is the best opportunity.Han Xin had already contacted him during the day, as long as he seized the time, this was Liu Beijun's best chance!

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the general will do his best to break through the city!" Di Qing took a deep breath. Lu Bu really valued himself very much. Leaving aside other factors, Lu Bu can be regarded as a wise master.

He also has great trust in the generals under his command. Once he makes up his mind to do something, he is really desperate.

"No! King Gu has put all his capital into Shangcai City. Whether he can break through the city is related to the future of Jin. King Gu promises you that this time he can win Shangcai in one fell swoop. King Gu promotes you as Sima. Command the country's soldiers and horses!"

Di Qing's heart trembled, and his hands trembled. At this moment, he was really at war with heaven and man. Should he tell the story of Han Xin's upcoming sneak attack on grain and grass?
To say or not to say?
Say!
Do not say!

But in a short time, sweat was already visible on Di Qing's forehead, [-]% was due to the hot weather, and [-]% was due to anxiety.

"The lonely king personally supervised the battle, and he has never been sure of killing it. As for General Yingbo, he attacked the city today, and more than [-] people have died in the battle. As for the injured... countless people!"

When Lu Bu said this, he also took a deep breath. The fighting has reached this level. If anyone has a discerning eye, they may have already begun to withdraw their troops.

After all, if you continue to fight to the death and lose all your power here, even if you win Shangcai City, so what?
Can it withstand the violent attack and fierce killing of other princes' armies?
It's just a pity that there are fierce generals like Yingbu in Lu Bu's army, and there are even such unparalleled generals as Lu Bu, but they lack a powerful counselor.

Or Di Qing can plan for Lu Bu, but will he really plan for Lu Bu?

He has his own mission, which is to weaken the power of Lu Bu's army without limit.

Only in this way can Liu Bei's army win.

Lu Bu left, and rode away under Di Qing's gaze.After all, Di Qing didn't say that he did it carefully.

Maybe it's fear of death, maybe it's loyalty to Liu Bei.But no matter how he chooses, no one can say that he is wrong.

A true warrior can be loyal to his original purpose and beliefs, and will not change because of his environment.

Not stained by silt, not demonized by clear ripples, not only can be used to describe the character of a gentleman, but can also be applied to the immediate situation.

Di Qing took a deep breath, and he swore in his heart that in the future, even if Liu Bei became king, he would be granted the title of marquis of ten thousand households, and he would be rewarded with ten thousand cars of gold, he would not want to come again.

This feeling...is very uncomfortable!
"The whole army is speeding up. Your Majesty has high expectations for us. If we win this time, we will have endless glory and wealth, and endless beauties and enchantresses!"

(End of this chapter)