Chapter 8 Procrastination(1/2)
It was a night as cold as a knife.
Outside, the cold wind whizzed, thinning the mountains, shallowing the rivers, drying up the earth, messing up the cold moonlight, and wrinkled the hunting flags of the Qin army.
The temperature dropped to the point where water turned into ice, and the cold air on the prairie ravaged everything in the city without any hindrance. A layer of white frost appeared on the ground, and the water was sucked dry by the wind demon, causing cracks as wide as a finger. The strong warrior
He held the spear upside down and stabbed it with all his strength. The result was that his arm was numb from the shock, but there was not even a white spot on the ground.
Wang Ao pointed outside: "This whining cold wind is the magic weapon to defeat the enemy!"
Wang Zhu swallowed his saliva and looked at Wang Ao eagerly: "I don't quite understand what you mean, sir!"
If you understand, how can I still fool around!
Everyone knows why I foolishly came all the way in the wind and snow?
Wang Ao was very satisfied with Wang Zhu's low IQ: "The Huns are accustomed to using cavalry to fight. They go ahead with all their might, destroying gates and seizing strongholds. We will make a fuss about the horses!"
Wang Zhu stupidly followed Wang Ao's train of thought and asked, "How to do it?"
"Your Majesty, the ice and snow outside have been freezing for the past nine days. The moat outside Beidi City has become solid ice. I request your Majesty to send someone to dig through the moat and collect water overnight to irrigate the four gates of the southeast and northwest for at least ten miles. The water is two inches deep.
, it should be about the same.”
Wang Ben said: "It didn't freeze all at once."
"That's right!" Wang Ao said; "Just let it freeze. Only when it freezes can we make a fuss."
Wang Zhu slapped his thigh: "Sir, what you mean is that the Huns cannot launch a cavalry charge on the ice, but - isn't it the same for us -"
Wang Ao waved his hand to interrupt Wang Zhu: "This method is just to delay time. I have my own way to make Mao Dun retreat without a fight!"
Wang Zhu was convinced of Wang Ao's ability and said happily, "That means we don't need to send troops!"
Wang Ao said: "It is still necessary to send out troops, but we don't need to send too many troops. A few thousand troops are enough."
Wang Ben said: "But our cavalry can no longer fight on the hard ice." Wang Ao laughed and said: "The Hu people in the north only know that their cavalry is unstoppable and invincible in the world, but their chariots are too heavy to compete with them. Don't they know that they are heavy chariots?"
It has its disadvantages as well as its advantages. For example, it is much more stable than a horse on the ice. When a war horse runs on the ice, its hoofs are floating and unstable, and it cannot control the direction. No matter how good the rider is, he will become unstable.
The Guizhou donkey is so stretched that he is at his wits end and has nothing to do but let me slaughter him."
Wang Zhu frowned, his eyes gleaming: "But this can only resist for a while. At worst, we will only besiege the city without attacking. When the ice and snow melt next spring, our army will still suffer."
Wang Ao looked up to the sky and smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you are worrying too much. We don't have to wait until the coming spring. Within a month, the Xiongnu army will definitely roll back the flag!" Wang Zhu was puzzled and wanted to ask again, but Wang Ao didn't say anything at all.
It means that there is no need to force it. Isn’t Zhuge Liang also virtuous? You must give some room for free expression.
You won't fool me, will you?
Wang Zhu also had some doubts.
Probably not, Wang Ao is a loyal minister!
It can't be fake, right?
Probably not. Wang Ben will not admit the wrong person. To be on the safe side, let Li Xin come and take a look tomorrow, just in case——
After Li Xin saw it, he said categorically: "Yes, it's him. I can recognize him even if he turns to ashes." Wang Zhu was completely relieved. Last night, Wang Zhu mobilized 80,000 horses to dig ice and collect water outside the city.
Irrigation, before dawn all four doors were covered with a thick layer of ice.
The fading red sun in winter is rising, and the red light shines on the ice, reflecting patches of orange light, which is very soft. Looking down from the top of the city, there is an ice sheet outside the city, like an Antarctic scene.
The cold wind blew across the ice, lowering the already low temperature a lot. Wang Zhu felt happy, but his body kept shivering.
Wang Ao tied his beard and nodded with satisfaction, and bent down: "Your Majesty, are the three thousand chariots and eighty crossbow chariots that I want ready?"
Wang Zhu clasped his hands behind his back and nodded solemnly: "According to Sir's instructions, each of four hundred chariots and twenty ballistae vehicles has been assembled and ready to be ordered at any time."
Just as the two were talking, a gray streamer stretching dozens of miles across suddenly appeared on the horizon in the distance. The streamer was getting closer and closer like an angry dragon and a python with its teeth and claws. Accompanied by the earth-shaking horse hooves
Sound, neighing sound.
"The Huns soldiers are coming - the Huns soldiers are coming -" the generals pointed their halberds and shouted.
Maodun came to the city suffocating with anger. He wanted to crush Wang Zhu's corpse into thousands of pieces, wrap it into stuffed buns, throw it into a dog kennel and feed it to his beloved shepherd dog.
During the rapid attack just now, he was still thinking in his heart, I will never be fooled again this time. No matter how you talk, I will take this city within one day.
But when he took the lead and arrived ten miles outside the city, he was immediately dumbfounded. In front of him was a vast white ice field. Under the red sun, green, blue and red light strips shone on the ice field. Colorful maze-like Qionglou Fairy Pavilion often appeared in front of him.
The horizontal ice surface is as slippery as a jade necklace hanging on your chest.
Holy shit, what’s going on? Moton almost shouted.
King Zuo Xian was holding the battle at the back. When he saw the army suddenly stopped, he immediately came to ask. Seeing this situation, he said angrily: "The damn devil Qin people are so cunning. This must be another of their tricks. Prince, let's charge."
Go over and cut the dog emperor into pieces." Mao Dun thought to himself, since we are here, can we withdraw our troops for no reason? It would be too embarrassing to leave anyway.
"Bang the drum, attack!" Mao Dun was filled with joy and anger, and ordered with a gloomy face.
"Dong dong dong dong" the rapid and murderous war drums sounded, and the Huns cavalry rushed onto the ice. Generally speaking, there was no square formation, and they were sparse. The twenty rows in front were all string-controlling warriors with strong bows, and the ones in the back were all holding hand-held weapons.
The light cavalry with scimitars and a few heavy cavalry wearing leather armor were still in the distance, meandering forward, keeping a certain distance from the central army. This was to prevent the enemy from taking the retreat. This was the Huns' long-term battle with hungry wolves in the wilderness.
The psychological barrier caused by the struggle. The cunning wolf likes to pounce up from behind when they are in the river. When the person hears the noise and turns around in a hurry, his throat will be bitten off.
So they are afraid that someone will take a backseat.
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo out thing."
It was dark under the city, and the sky and the ground were covered with Huns cavalry. They seemed to be standing on a frozen river.
King Zuo Xian was still angry. He raised his horse and stepped forward. The horse's hooves were unsteady and he almost fell down: "Qin people - Qin people, the emperor, listen to me. The prince said, I will give you a stick of incense to surrender. After that, I will surrender."
After burning a stick of incense, the army will attack the city. At that time, when we enter the city, we will massacre the city."
Wang Zhu, wearing a green steel helmet, poked his head out from the top of the city, raised one hand and said timidly: "Wait a minute, let me think about it." He turned back to Wang Ao and said: "Sir, let's attack." Wang Ao said to Wang Ao.
Chengxia looked at it and said, "Wait a minute."
Wang Ben said: "Sir, you want to wait for his three-tone drum to sound and his vigor to wane."
Wang Ao twirled his beard and said with a smile: "This trick is of no use against the generals in the Central Plains, but it may still be useful against the Huns."
Wang Zhu thought to himself that foreigners did not understand the history of the Central Plains, and most of the Huns were illiterate.
People like King Zuo Xian are like idiots.
King Zuo Xian came to the city again, with his nostrils pointing to the sky, rolling his eyes, and shouting arrogantly with a broken gong: "Half of the incense has been burned, have you thought about it yet?"
Wang Zhu poked his cuckolded head out again: "Not yet, please give me some time."
Mao Dun thought to himself that there was no guarantee of victory in the battle on this ice, so he still couldn't attack rashly, so he nodded.
After the stick of incense was burned, King Zuo Xian became furious, raised his arms high, and roared: "Beat the drum——"
The dense sound of drums struck the hearts of the Qin soldiers like the death talisman. Their hearts vibrated like drum skins. However, whenever they saw the calm and unhurried emperor, their bodies immediately ignited with flames that reached the sky. Your Majesty is not afraid.
, what am I afraid of!
In the midst of the sound of war drums stirring up the darkness, Mao Dun made a grand appearance, narrowed his eyes, pointed at Wang Zhu and said, "Will you surrender or not?"
Wang Zhu's face was as pinched as a bun, and he shouted sadly: "Prince Modun, please give me some time. I still have something to say to the soldiers. After you finish speaking, surrender immediately?"
Mao Dun knew that he was stalling for time, but would reinforcements be coming in such a short time?!
"I'll give you one more stick of incense, I can't delay it any longer."
"I have thanked the prince!" Wang Zhu's trembling voice fully demonstrated the timidity and cowardice of a monarch who is about to perish. His acting skills have greatly surpassed those before, and he has taken another step towards the Oscar.
That voice gave Modu some confidence.
Wang Zhu pretended to be crying and wiped away his tears, and said to Wang Ao and the generals: "What should we do next?"
Wang Ao said: "Please invite the four generals Wang Ling, Jin Qiang, Qin Ai, and Qin She to each take one hundred chariots and divide them into four teams to line up in the city, ready to attack at any time. General Li Shi will take twenty ballista chariots
Then he came out and shot arrows at the Xiongnu camp indiscriminately to disrupt their formation. The crossbowmen on the top of the city were ready to cooperate with the battle!"
Wang Zhu sighed: "It's a pity that the thunderbolt has been used up, otherwise it would have killed these turtles."
"Thunder!" Wang Ao was puzzled.
Wang Zhu smiled and said, "It's a long story. I'll talk to you in detail when I have time. Now I'll solve Maodun first."
Wang Ao said: "If you pick any Xiongnu warrior, he will be a field master who can do everything from archery to riding to shooting. His tactics are to win by surprise and defeat the enemy quickly. He comes and goes like the wind. When he attacks, he is more ferocious than us Qin people. When he escapes, he is more capable."
They can run faster than us, and they can almost sleep and march at the same time. But they also have weaknesses, that is, they don't know how to attack cities. For example, Mao Dun gave up the field battle this time and led his troops to attack the city in anger. He was already a strategist.
It is taboo, and risking a horse race on the ice is even more dangerous. Now your Majesty is trying to delay it for a while. The morale of the Huns will definitely be low. Our chariots, soldiers, and archers will all attack. Even if the Huns will not be defeated, they will definitely be defeated quickly.
They will evacuate from the city. They will not do anything that cannot be advantageous."
“Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,, oh!
Smoke was rising from the heads of the Hun warriors, rage was burning in their chests, war drums thundered, and the Hun soldiers on both sides advanced thirty steps forward like a flood engulfing the farmland.
King Zuo Xian got angry again and came to the city with a strange cry: "Emperor Dog, the time has come, do you want to surrender or not?" The Huns soldiers raised their arms behind them and shouted: "Surrender, surrender, surrender, surrender."
Hundreds of thousands of rough screams echoed in the entire open space at the same time, and the city was shaking and shaking, and the sound was terrifying.
Wang Zhu came out with a sad face again and compromised: "Prince, don't be angry. It's not that I don't want to go out and surrender, but I am choosing a gift for the prince. Please wait a moment, prince!"
A certain scholar once said: "When you are an official, you don't punish those who give gifts!"
To be continued...