When Li Xin was struggling in the capital, he had to sharpen his head and go into the officialdom in order to make a name for himself. However, Li Xin had planned for the future.

He knew very well that if he chose to be a civil servant, not to mention whether he would have the chance to ask the Pingnan Marquis' Mansion for an explanation in his life, at least he would not be able to ask Li Shen for an explanation in person.

So at that time, he chose to join the Yulin Guard and became a military officer.

Li Xin was mentally prepared for becoming a military officer, but after Xiao Chenji died nearly forty brothers, he still couldn't accept it.

Xiao Chen Collection took place in the summer of the 18th year of Chengde.

Now, it is the end of the second year of Taikang, and more than two years have passed. Li Xin is now much more determined than Li Xin at the time. However, the fierceness of this battle in Mianzhu still makes this young Jing'an Marquis a little unacceptable.

Too many people died.

In just half a day, a small half of He Song's troops were killed. When the sun set and Li Xin ordered the withdrawal of troops, the city of Mianzhu was already scarlet!

Li Xin witnessed the war in a high ground with a thousand miles of mirrors.

Because there were not many catapults, He Song's troops could only carry a ladder to rush hard.

Both sides knew very well that this first wave would not be able to rush down to Mianzhu City, but it was meaningless to rush like this. As long as Li Xin was willing to die, he would have nearly 50,000 people under his command, and he could attack for a month again and again.

If every day is an attack of this level, at most half a month, as long as Jincheng does not send reinforcements, Mianzhu should be attacked like this.

Throughout history, many generals have done this in siege.

Logically speaking, Li Xin should not have any psychological disorders when he does this.

But after all, he was not a native of this world. He was not a young man who grew up in the generals. No one told him since childhood that he was not in charge of soldiers.

His worldview is different from most people in this world.

As night fell, Li Xin sat alone in this place not far from Mianzhu City, stunned and ecstatic.

Until Zhao Jia, who was holding a torch, found him.

Zhao Youan didn't say much, just threw the torch aside, and sat on the ground like Li Xin.

He sighed.

"Mr. Marquis, this is how war is like. Uncle Ye attacked Jiange, and more people died."

"There is much harder to fight in Jiange than Mianzhu. Uncle Ye attacked for three days in one breath, and nearly 10,000 people were killed or killed."

Li Xin was still sitting on the ground and ignored him.

Zhao Jia forced a smile.

"Besides, the Marquis also said that the Imperial Guard is not the Marquis' direct line, but the Yulin Guard is."

Seeing that Li Xin ignored him, Zhao Jia smiled bitterly: "And there is no way to do it. War always kills people. We can't always be trapped in Fucheng without doing anything, right?"

Li Xin, who had been in a daze, turned around and glanced at Zhao Jia, and then slowly let out a breath.

"What if there is a way to avoid so many people?"

Zhao Jia was stunned.

"What?"

Li Xin repeated it.

"What if I said I had a way to capture Mianzhu without having to die so many people?"

Li Xin stretched out a finger and said word by word: "Use my method, Mianzhu can break the city at most one day. Even though we still have to fight in close combat at that time, we still have to fight head-on, and we still have to die."

"But it will never be like this now, with one or two thousand people dead and not even touching the city gate."

The siege is always the one who suffers a loss, and the one who suffers a great loss.

When you rush to the formation, there are shields that can be blocked in front of you, but when you climb the city tower, you are basically in a state of indefensiveness, just as a target for others.

Generally speaking, unless the enemy surrenders, the casualties of the attack will be extremely large.

This is also the direct reason why many generals ordered revenge after breaking the city.

Like this battle in Mianzhu, it seemed tragic, but He Song's troops could only barely touch the base of Mianzhu's city walls, and there was no fatal threat to Mianzhu at all.

Zhao Jia said in surprise: "The Marquis has an insider in Mianzhu City?"

Li Xin shook his head slightly.

"No, if there were any, I would have used it long ago."

He slowly closed his eyes.

"Brother You'an, if I had a way to open the city gate of Mianzhu directly to save the soldiers from these unnecessary casualties, but because of some selfishness, I would not hide it. Would you think I am a villain?"

Although Zhao Jia didn't understand what Li Xin could do, he still understood this sentence. He slowly breathed out after hearing this.

"Mr. Marquis, I grew up in Duke Chen's mansion since I was a child."

"From top to bottom in Duke Chen's mansion, there is no need to say much about Mr. Ye. Even the troops of Duke Chen's mansion and my uncles are all people who do not regard human life as human life."

"If it was Mr. Ye, or Mr. Ye, or even Mr. Pingnan, Li Shen, here, they would not frown when facing this situation."

"The Marquis is a merciful person. If the Marquis really has any way to hide it, my subordinates also believe that the Marquis has more important uses."

"I know this, so I'm different from them."

Li Xin had no expression on his face.

“I may not be suitable for leading troops.”

Marquis Jing'an stood up, looked at Mianzhu in the night, lowered his eyebrows and said, "In half a day, how many people have died, one thousand or two thousand?"

Zhao Jia lowered his head and said, "More than 1,400, and there are still many wounded people."

As he said that, Zhao Jia slowly lowered his head: "He Song and He Duwei, too, was injured. The young master Ye Mao was clamoring to see you in the military camp, saying that his Zhechong Mansion would attack the city, why didn't he call him? His subordinates were afraid that he would disturb the Marquis, so they did not bring him here."

Li Xin groaned and said nothing.

He continued to look at the night in Mianzhu, but finally made some decisions and slowly closed his eyes.

"Tell them that the siege will be suspended tomorrow."

"The injured brothers in the army will use Zhurong wine to clean the wounds. If they need any medicine, they will ask Li Jie and the others for it. If they can't give it."

Speaking of this, Marquis Jing'an's face was a bit ferocious.

"If you can't give it, let them go to Mianzhu!"

Zhao Jia smiled bitterly and lowered his head and said, "Mr. Marquis, I know you feel sorry for me, but we still have to cover up the lieutenant Mu in Hanzhou. We can't let the remnants of Southern Shu face Jincheng alone, right?"

"Don't worry, I'm more anxious about them than you."

Marquis Jing'an had already made a decision at this time and felt much more relaxed. He said resolutely: "I will order the entire army to rest and be ready to attack at any time."

The light of the torch flashed, illuminating the slightly young face of Jing'an Hou.

A hideous smile appeared on this face.

"We won't wait for Mu Ying and the others, we will take down Mianzhu ourselves!"

Zhao Jia was silent for a while, then lowered his head and said, "Why, will you go and pass the order?"

Li Xin nodded calmly.

"I haven't said nothing to anyone."

Zhao Jia nodded and turned around and left.

Li Xin added.

"Tell Ye Mao, let him take him with you honestly. If you make trouble again, I will send him back to his father's place immediately."

Zhao Jia stopped and said helplessly: "Mr. Marquis, you should just go and talk about it yourself. Except for you, we can't tell the young master."

Li Xinchang stood up and strode to Zhao Jia.

"Then let's go back together."
Chapter completed!