This is Wang Hou, who turned a bloody war into a delicious war!

Zhuge Liang was also a ruthless person. After being attacked by some poisonous gas bombs in the outer city of Nanling, he gave up all the Lingnan forts and used 8,000 people as the main force to defend the Han River fort on the Han River, not far from the last Dingjunshan Battle.

The Hanshui Fort was built in Gehe Bay, surrounded by water on three sides, and the walls were built with cement. There was also the Water Village Port behind it. The Shu army in Yangping Pass continuously transported and supplied it to the castle from the waterway. There is a city in the west that is similar to that here, that is Paris, which shows its dangerousness.

However, for Zhuge Liang, the most important significance here is that there is a lot of water and it is easy to get water!

This is so important to fight against Wang Hou, a thief!

Just like besieging the outer city of Nanling, after 40,000 troops gathered together to move south, Wang Hou pulled his miners to dig a trench and surrounded the Hanshui Fort. Then, another round wooden barrel that made the Shu army angry was thrown up.

Compared to the tension in the outer city of Nanling, the Shu army here has become a complete waiter.

"Zuocheng, Wang Chou's fart is coming! Get ready!"

Seeing the heavy wooden barrels roaring and being thrown up, smashing and smashing on the ground, the Shu army was like a suicide squad. They ran up with a thick cloth towel on their faces and hugged the thick straw, and pounced on the sticky green water of the fermented fish internal organs. Their faces were as painful as being cut into pieces, and they were stained with thick green water, constantly rubbing them with the straw.

After finally finishing it, I finally wiped it off, but my old face turned green and rushed down the city wall and threw it into the carriage.

How big is this smell? Even the horses eating grass were so fumigated that they were retching and kept slugging. It looked like the team cleaning the city was carrying the straw. The Shu army, with thick strips of cloth on their faces, ran out like a escape, and rushed straight to the Han River in a carriage. Finally, they couldn't wait to retching and poured the smelly straw into the water.

The green straw floated on the water and was constantly washed away by the Han River water. But it was a difficult task for the logistics soldiers of the Shu army who were responsible for transporting them to the maintenance of the river. A thick layer floated on the entire riverside. Every time they transported supplies to the water village, they had to be spit out several times.

It wouldn't be enough to wipe the hay on the city wall! Then the Shu army rushed upside down again, dragging it heavily with a mop. The cement-gray city wall was dyed green, and a village next to the water had a slightly better smell, or it could be considered within the tolerance range of human beings.

Even though he was watching the battle across the Han River, Zhuge Liang's originally handsome and tough tough guy's face was covered with silk at this time. Listening to the shouts and scolds from the other side of the river, the iron-blooded prime minister couldn't help but feel amused and laughed. The goose feather fan in his hand was no longer a prop to show off. He shook it hard while sighing dullly.

"Kong Ming would rather face the 200,000 troops of the Guandong thief than face Wang Xingtai!"

"Prime Minister, although Wang Guanzhong's hand is wonderful, it is also restrained by the Prime Minister. For more than 20 days of the battle in the Han River, Wang Guanzhong was unable to advance. Victory belongs to my great Han!"

Until now, Ma Su is still full of confidence, but under the fragrance of the king's stinky fart, his handsome face turned green like a pregnant woman who had been pregnant for several months. Without finishing a word, he covered his throat and started to retching.

"Wang Tuqiu, a man who uses troops, cannot be inferred based on common sense. Since he dares to transport troops so leisurely to fight me, he must have a backup plan. But he hasn't thought that this is the most terrifying thing!"

When talking about this, Zhuge Liang's face couldn't help but become deeper and turned his head gloomy.

"I ordered all troops to enter Shuchuan and all the paths must be prepared. Those who fail to pass the pass must be killed!"

"Don't worry, Prime Minister! Even if there are a few paths in Micang Mountain, my subordinates have set up secret whistles. Even a bird can't fly to my steep Shu Road!"

Speaking of this, Ma Su clasped his fists with confidence. However, before he finished speaking the bragging words, another "scent" came into his nose. Not only did he, but he could not help but retching. He covered his nose heavily and looked at the wooden barrels flying up from time to time on the other side of the river. Zhuge Liang couldn't help but shake his head with distress again.

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It has to be admitted that Zhuge Liang's war intuition was still very keen, but even he could not predict Wang Hou's order of playing cards. After all, in this era, the Qinghai Grassland in the extreme west and the Bashu located between the mountains were really not connected.

Wang Hou's habit is that buildings will pile up wherever he goes. After three years, Huangzhong City is no longer the simple city smaller than primary school. The cement-stacked city walls are also full of double-layer cement buildings. This place has become the center of Tuyuhun, the future generations of the Great Wei ruled, and is also the core of the trade between the nomadic Qiang people in Qinghai and the Xiaoyue people and Guanzhong.

However, there are too many trading stations built by Wang Hou, which is not surprising. The protagonist of the song is Storm Fortress not far from Huangzhong City.

In three years, the Storm Legion base camp has been upgraded from a mushroom-like felt bag to a four-story cement building barracks, surrounded by a city wall and a rather spectacular and sturdy plateau fortress.

And there is a little different from the mainland military fortress, that is, relying on the edge of the fortress, the dense and neat cemeteries are like a group of army arranged in a row day and night, and there are too many sergeants buried, so that each tomb can only be nailed with a piece of wood as a tombstone, and the wood is hung with the helmets worn by the soldiers during their lifetime. When the strong wind on the plateau swept by, the helmets jingled, making them particularly solemn and desolate.

Now the Storm Legion is still full of 10,000 people and 2,000 non-combatants. However, compared with three years ago, nearly half of the personnel have been renovated. More than 3,000 people have been buried here forever. More than 3,000 people have really not adapted to the combat environment and left the field sadly. In this era, it is really an extremely dangerous thing to trek from the plain to the plateau. The plateau reaction, the cold environment, and the attack of wolves and beasts on the plateau have caused the troops formed by Wang Hou to have not experienced any war and have suffered heavy losses.

However, after three years, relying on teams to explore the south with their lives, the road on the roof of the world was discovered by the Storm Legion.

When the fierce battle in Hanzhong was in full swing, this army of suffering that had experienced the frost also embarked on its first battle journey.

It can be regarded as following the customs. The army raised a large number of yaks. The Wei army riding the war horses in Huangzhong held another yak in one hand. The tall yak carried large bags on the left and right sides. On the one hand, it was military armor and on the other hand, it could support the army to march for a month. The vast cavalry was like a long dragon, winding straight to the southern plateau and moving forward without hesitation.

Three years of preparation, just for this day!

The command center of Storm Fortress was also busy. The staff members were busy pretending to be yaks and sweating profusely, while others were still studying the camp and planning the combat route. They were shouting loudly. In the midst of the busyness, the guards at the door suddenly started shouting loudly.

"The Western Regions Protectorate has arrived!"

With a loud bang, the originally busy staff instantly quieted down. Everyone put down their work and stood attentively saluting, neatly like a person.

Outside the door, wearing heavy armor, waist, hips, swords and muskets, his handsome face was a little more stormy and firm, and Cao Zhang walked in from outside in a cool manner.
Chapter completed!