From Chief to Ball

"Why did I think of cutting off the water to force them to leave? Because they used this method to kill my people. They have food, but there is only a small river flowing through the city, and they want water!"

"The city wall can be worth three to five hundred warriors. If we cut off the river, don't give them water to drink, and surround the city, they will not wait to die of thirst, and will definitely leave the city. On flat ground, they can Can you beat our two or 3000 people?"

Chapter 48 Offense and Defense ([-])

War is the best school.

Luo Xing used the most painful failure deep in his memory to think of the best solution, Dawu couldn't help but patted his thigh and applauded loudly after listening.

Three ways, which one is a good way.

Especially the third method, Dawu thinks it is the easiest to implement. The small river is only about three people wide, so it can be cut off easily.

Luo Xing said that the city wall was worth three to five hundred warriors, that was true.

But there is the most important point, once on the flat ground, Dawu has the confidence to defeat those people.Hamer said that the army of those people is very powerful, but once the army moves, it will show its flaws, especially when it has to go.

If you run out of water, if you don’t want to die of thirst, you have to leave.On the way to leave, it is impossible to keep the army in order. My tribe has a large number of horses, which can follow them, so that they have no time to eat or sleep.Dawu didn't believe that hundreds of people could maintain a neat formation for a few days, but as long as the formation showed a flaw, he might be able to win the battle with people equal to them without the need for thousands of people!

Not only him, Hammer and others also applauded, but then a can of cold water was poured down.

The Wuling Priest, who had been silent all this time, said in a muffled voice: "Dawu, the third method is the best, but you can't use the third method."

The people in the tent roared into chaos, but Dawu seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't talk, Hamer, go and watch outside, no one is allowed to approach, and a word just said is not allowed to be spread out." .”

The witch spirit priest glanced at the astonished people in the tent, and said slowly: "Dawu, I have a story. There used to be a tribe who chose a person to take everyone to hunt. On the first day, nothing was caught. , the clansmen were a little resentful. Some people thought it better to take them hunting with another person, while others thought it was only the first day, and it might be better in the future. The story... is over."

Dawu lowered his head and thought about the story, and the rest of the people also understood what the people and hunting in the story were.

The witch spirit priest put aside the skull filled with gray mushroom powder, and said, "This is what I mean, not the guidance of the spirit of war. Dawu, if the third method mentioned by Luo Xing is used, the city can survive How many days?"

"No water to drink, up to two days."

"Oh, then I haven't finished the story just now. In the story, two days later, the person who led them to hunt brought back many, many prey. So those tribesmen who once thought that someone else would lead them to hunt also felt that this is still the case. People are good, there is no need to change others. But if the prey is caught after 20 days instead of two days, what will the tribe think?"

The witch spirit priest smiled and said: "Dawu, you have to know that this time it was not you who brought the various tribes here, but the old leader. Everyone has three days of patience. As long as they win, no one will remember the past. But if you can’t fight for 20 days, someone suddenly stands up and says that I can take you to the city in three days, what will everyone think at that time? When the moon is covered by dark clouds, there are stars At its brightest."

Dawu did not refute, but nodded solemnly, indicating that he understood.

The old priest smiled and said, "Dawu, Luo Xing gave you three methods, the first two methods are enough for you to shine, just like the shooting stars in the sky, they will leave an impression on everyone and make them feel that you are like the moon in their hearts. Bright. And when clouds of mistrust and disappointment cover the moon, you flash one more time and people will forget the moon. Go, you know what to do. The spirit of war will blame me for such an idea, I will to beg his forgiveness..."

With sharp fingertips, he picked up a smear of gray mushroom powder and put it in his mouth, closed his eyes and stopped talking, communicating with the gods in the way of a witch priest.

Dawu sat on the leather without the slightest hesitation. He knew what he would choose, but he needed to think about how to achieve the result he wanted.

The hearts of the rest of the clansmen in the tent were also hot. If Dawu became the leader of the entire grassland as the witch spirit priest said, he would get more.

As for the people of other tribes with the same ancestor and the same language, how can they compare with their future rights and sheep and horse slaves.

If you can't beat Yangguan, what can your tribe lose?Hate?Glory?That's what people in the war should believe, not what these people sitting around the tent should believe.

Everyone in the tent swears to the gods that they will not tell anything about what happened today.

So the next day Dawu didn't say a word in front of the old leader, quietly selected twenty tribesmen, rode around to the south of Yangguan, and went to see what the enemy's real city looked like... Maybe, really Only the old and the weak, women and children are there, and there is no man.

Two days later, the old leader still couldn't think of a good solution. When everyone was gradually dissatisfied and finally the first leader said that it was better to go back, Dawu told the story of the golden oak tree and the eternally reborn pig that Luo Xing once told. quietly spread out.

The golden oak tree and the never-dying pig finally inspired the leaders to fight again.

"Have you heard? The leader of the people in the city has a golden oak tree, and the acorns it bears are not bitter."

"Yeah, the Luoxing of the Dawu tribe defeated those people from the grassland a few days ago, and got some white powder, which is not bitter at all, and it is delicious. Let me just say, they don't herd sheep and horses, eat What? That's what it is. And that pig that never dies..."

"I really want it!"

The leaders were talking, and they couldn't help but have some strange feelings in their hearts.

These two things are too tempting, and they are right in front of them, only separated by a city wall. It seems that they can smell the smell of roast pork with their eyes closed.

But that city wall is like a rainbow in the sky. It is clearly connected to the sky. It seems that you can touch the clouds by walking up, but you can never walk to the side.

Wanting it but not being able to get it, the leaders bitterly asked the old leader: "We have to find a way. It won't work if we fight like this. Many people have already died, but how many people in the city have we killed?"

This feeling of jealousy, longing and helplessness gradually turned into a kind of resentment. It was the old leader who brought them here, and it was also because they came here that they knew about the Golden Oak and the Immortal Pig. If they didn't come, they wouldn't have such a big Resentment, this kind of resentment merged with the recent unhappiness and became stronger and stronger.

At this time, whoever can give a practical way to bring them closer to what they want will be remembered.

So Dawu, who had been silent for a few days, finally spoke.It's just that the best way for the entire grassland tribes is not the best way for the Dawu tribe, so the river is still flowing, but there are more woodcutters.

Chapter 49 Counterattack ([-])

Yangguanzhong was quiet for five or six days. In the silence, Chen Jian reasoned with them every day: the enemy would withdraw after a few days.

Because Chen Jian was always correct, the people in the city did not panic because of the siege, and their daily life remained the same, occasionally talking about how much land could be reclaimed if there were no wars.

There are people on the tower watching the movement outside every day. After a few days of calm, the people on the tower discovered that something was wrong outside.

"Ji Xia, people outside are coming here to resist wood..."

There were quite a few people in the room, and the person who reported the letter also attended the summary meeting a few days ago, so he couldn't help but glance at the wolf skin.A few days ago, when Chen Jian asked these people what to do if they attacked the city, the wolf skin probably shot too many arrows, and the way he came up with was to pile up the earth outside the city and suppress it... I can't help but say something The meaning of the crow's mouth into a prophecy.

Upon hearing this, a group of people in the room hurriedly followed Chen Jian up the tower.

"Oh! They really seem to want to follow my method and pile up and shoot arrows into the city?"

The wolf skin monster screamed, and a group of people outside the city were approaching the city wall carrying logs. The defenders were waiting in full force, but they were not within range for the time being.

After defending the city for a few days, nearly two thousand feather arrows were used on the first day. They were not allowed to shoot indiscriminately at such a distance, and could only watch helplessly as the enemy carried the wood to a distance of [-] steps outside the city.

The white horse glanced at the gate of the city and said: "If you don't want me to take those who can ride horses out, you can't let them set up the platform. It's not easy to go during the day, so let them come back when they are in a mess at night. Not much to lose."

Chen Jian smiled and said, "Don't worry, it will take at least ten days to set up the platform. What day is it today?"

"The seventh day of November."

"The moon will still be bright enough in eight days, and we will talk about it after the moon is full. Don't harass them for the time being, let them build slowly. What do you think is the difference between their method and the wolf skin's method?"

Several people thought about it for a long time, and felt that the truth was the same no matter how they looked at it, and they didn't know what was different.

Chen Jian said with a smile: "Do they have bone and copper shovels? Can they weave wicker baskets? Do they have sacks? No, even if you shoot arrows on a hill of earth, you must have this ability. Nothing, only wood To move rocks, we have to leave people to guard us."

"We cut down and burned all the wood within one mile. They want to build it. Two people can walk two miles against a single piece of wood. How long do you think it will take to build a platform for three to five hundred people? The method that the wolf skin said is to dig the earth and pile up the mountain. If we do it, 500 people will use good tools to dig the hole on the spot, and it will be piled up in three to five days. If you change them, it will be early. Don’t worry.”

The white horse took a breath and said, "Even if there is no rush, they will finish the base one day, and then we will be in danger."

"When will one day be? You will go out to fight in the future, so think more about things other than fighting. This siege can be regarded as a lesson for you, so that you can learn from it. Their food is not falling from the sky." Yes, we will not be able to surround them for more than ten days at most, and we still have enough food for a month, so let's rely on them slowly."

After easing everyone's hearts, Chen Jian walked down the tower.He didn't panic, and his words spread quickly in the city. Although the logs were increasing every day, the defenders in the city turned a blind eye to it, as if nothing had happened.