"Hibiscus Blooms: Only Envy Mandarin Ducks, Not Immortals"

Chapter 53

Sitting on the observatory, Xiao Qingyuan frowned again and again.

The way to use troops is the truth. In such a situation where the truth cannot be distinguished, the enemy is bound to stand still, but after staying for a certain period of time, their patience will be exhausted. At that time, they really have to fight...

I didn't want to think about the bloody scene, so I just looked up at the sky distractedly. Although it was past noon, the early winter sun was not too hot.Bathed in the warm winter, the thought in my heart suddenly came out: he wants to end the war, end this war of devastation!

At that time, there were no fighting, no undead, and no displaced people...

But when will that day come?

Sighing lightly, he once again directed his gaze to the long queue not far away.

10 people, an army of 10 people should be the entire strength of the country.You must know that although the country is large, it is not rich in resources. After all, it is winter all year round, so how can it be possible to support more soldiers.

Because of this, they will try to invade Daqi and expand its territory.You can't support yourself, you can only abuse!

However, did they ever think that apart from the casualties that war would bring to their opponents, they would also have to pay a heavy price.

Just like today, their iron-blooded general Ji Wuyan originally wanted to take advantage of Prince Chaoyang's serious injury to attack the city, but he never dreamed that he would sing such a play...

As soon as he thought of the next layout, he suddenly felt heavy in his heart—is life really passing by like a fleeting moment?
"Master, everything has been prepared according to your order." Xiao Yun's soft call pulled him back from his thoughts.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the soldiers of Qi State standing upright, he saw Wen Tingxiao with a heavy face, and the flag flying fiercely...

The hesitant heart was firmed at that moment: Yes, on the battlefield of thousands of miles of trenches, either the fish died or the net was broken, how can you be soft-hearted!

My thoughts immediately gathered together, "Very good. Stay where you are!"

Nodding slightly, he stood with his hands behind his back and continued to focus his gaze on the orderly line.At this time, they were holding spears and lined up squarely by the moat.

With every gesture of his hands and feet, he showed...a majestic demeanor.

It's just...how long can they persist in this sassy attitude.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.When they can't bear it anymore, when they are weak and exhausted, they should have an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Thinking of this, Ruoyou Ruowu couldn't help but put a smile on his brows...

Sure enough... as he expected!
About two hours later, the opponent's team began to fluctuate, and then the voices overflowed, and finally turned into a loud noise, and the whispers of everyone could be heard across the river.

It seems that they have lost their composure.

Raising his eyebrows, he immediately took out the green jade flute from his waist and played it against the city.

The sound of the flute is like weeping and complaining, mournful and low, and the lingering sound slowly sprinkles to the bank of the moat like a lingering beam, which can't help but arouse everyone's homesickness...

Let me ask, among the two armies: who would like to leave their hometowns and live in their homes, who would like to lick their knives and wipe their swords to kill, and who would like to live their days shrouded in horse leather!

Hearing this voice, how could they... not be moved by it.Especially that long team stopped making noise and listened with breath-holding.

This is exactly what I want.

With a slight movement of internal force, Xiao Qingyuan immediately played the flute farther, more mournfully and mesmerizingly.

Like a twilight old man chattering non-stop, like a migratory bird leaving home and whining; with three parts of tenderness and seven parts of sadness.Can't help but make the listener sad and the hearer moved...

For a time, everyone was intoxicated.Especially the 10-strong Yijun on the opposite side stretched their necks and widened their eyes, listening with tears in their eyes.

The battle at the border has lasted more than one or two years.Just ask, who doesn't want to go home?Who doesn't miss home?Who doesn't love home?
Especially in this battle, almost all the strong men in Yiguo were taken away, many of them were sons of noble families and descendants of famous families.Those pampered people have never lived like this with their necks raised. When they hear this song, they wish they could fly back to their warm little home with their wings.

Ever since, the meaning of confrontation was completely replaced by the feeling of returning home.

When the sound of the flute, which had been blowing for more than an hour, came to an abrupt end, the team outside the city couldn't hold back their inner frenzy and whispered about their respective homes.

Homesickness has been aroused by the sound of the flute, although it cannot be returned, it can be discussed.

Ever since, Yijun's homesick words stopped and stopped, and he didn't mean to stop at all, and he never noticed the quietly passing time.It turned out that the warm winter sun turned into a hazy twilight during their unknowingly talking, and a little bit of starlight had appeared on the tower above the city tower at some point.

Yes, the time has come!
"Hurry up, herd the cows and close the city!" Seeing this scene, Xiao Qingyuan who was standing on the tower immediately waved his hand, and said loudly to Xiao Yunlishang who was behind him.

In an instant, three thousand fire bulls poured out of the city with anointed oil on their heads and tails and sharp knives on their horns, and rushed towards the unsuspecting team.Of course, with the bang of the city gate closing, the panicked wails of the enemy army sounded outside the city gate.

The way to use troops is to be surprised. When the enemy is defenseless, such an attack is bound to hit a hundred shots.

But for Xiao Qingyuan, this was not enough!

Flying onto the stage, he personally shot a bow and arrow soaked in ointment. He only felt that his eyes were surprisingly bright.At the same time, the soldiers above the city tower were ordered to lean forward, firing all arrows.In an instant, the fiery bows and arrows flying all over the sky immediately polished the night sky.

Of course, Xiao Qingyuan's tight heart was also polished.

If an army of 10 people really pours into the city, not to mention that the border is not guaranteed, I am afraid that several neighboring states and counties are bound to miss.

Now, it is indeed rare to be able to cause heavy casualties to the enemy without a single soldier!
Flames raged, and long arrows flew.

He saw the rampaging fire bull, he saw Yi Jun running around with his head in his arms, and he even heard the screams.

That's right, people bumped against each other, squeezed each other, and bumped into each other. Before they were stabbed to death by a sledgehammer and burned to death by rockets, they were already trampled...to death by their companions.

Red blood, yellow light, mixed with the "kill" "kill" and "kill" sounds of the soldiers in the city, the team of 10 people was disrupted like this, and even... wiped out...

He vaguely heard the scolding of the generals of the rebel army, but standing on the tower, he understood that the military discipline at this time could no longer control those soldiers who were eager to survive--sharp knives, burning fire, even those who were beaten by iron could not control them. Endure, let alone them!

Smiles immediately climbed up the corners of his eyes, and just as he was about to shoot another arrow, he suddenly discovered that someone in the enemy army formed a small protective circle and waited for an opportunity to retreat, regardless of their lives.

What kind of person... actually made them risk their lives so much?Could it be...

"Quick, shoot at that group of people!" Pulling his bow and shooting an arrow, he immediately took the lead and shot towards the airtight protective circle.

To capture the thief, capture the king first, no matter who it is, destroy him first!
(End of this chapter)