Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

kill! ~

There was a rapid cry of killing.

Like a frightened bird, Huan Wen reached out and pushed away the servants who were waiting for him to wash. He stumbled and opened the curtain of the big tent, staring into the distance.

How did the patrols in the city come out?

For yourself?

Huan Wen immediately shook his head and rejected this ridiculous idea.

Because he was afraid of Zhang Wu's reputation, the camp where he lived was changed four times in a row overnight.

There is no handsome flag at the head of the camp.

Even the armors of the surrounding soldiers have been changed, and they are no different from ordinary soldiers.

Unless Zhang Wu is a true god, it is absolutely impossible to find out his location.

The result was exactly as he expected. The shouts of killing just lingered in the distance, and then moved further south, without attacking him.

"Check! Quick check!"

"Here."

The soldiers responded to the order and reported back in a hurry less than half an hour later.

"Prime Minister, Jin Wu led a thousand men out of the battle, and now they have broken through the front row and are heading towards Kuncang!"

When he suddenly heard the bad news, Huan Wen felt a burst of energy and blood rushing to the sky. He held the camp pillar in front of him before standing upright.

Raid the granary.

It was equivalent to stepping on Huan Wen's most sensitive lifeblood.

He also thought about leaving a secret passage to facilitate evacuation after Xie Xuan blocked the door.

But despite all his calculations, he failed to predict that the patrol battalion would leave the city in broad daylight to attack the granary.

Ordinary people, with such a disparity in military strength, would choose to rob camps and plunder food at night.

In accordance with common sense, he arranged five times the usual night patrols and tormented the elite in the camp for half a night, but the man actually came during the day!

But he forgot, why did Zhang Wu need to use night as a cover to rob the camp?

"How are the casualties in the front line?"

"The battle damage has not yet been calculated. When the general went to investigate from a distance, he saw that the road leading to Kuncang was full of floating corpses. The blood on the ground gathered into a river. The number of casualties is probably not less than 2,000."

"Put on armor for me, mobilize the second formation of troops on the flanks, and quickly encircle Kuncang!"

"Here."

The army is dispatched, and the flag soldiers pass on orders.

If we wait for the various camps and schools to gather their troops, how can it be easily ended in one or two hours?

Before Huan Wen's army surrounded Zhang Wu.

A huge fire broke out in the south.

With the help of grain and hay, the fire became more intense, and thick smoke rose more than thirty feet.

Even the residents living in the far corners of Jiankang could see the huge flames that looked like the end of the world through their doors and windows.

On the bumpy horse, Huan Wen's cough became more and more serious.

The most important part of the siege plan was food and grass. Now, Kuncang was burned down.

He has completely lost his advantage.

The war situation will inevitably be dragged into a stalemate.

Moreover, because the Northern Wei Dynasty was suspected of siding with the Southern Jin Dynasty, there would be a steady stream of people who fell in love with Sima Dan.

It doesn't matter whether Zhang Wu robbed the food and grass or not. As long as the two parties stand on the same starting point again, he has actually lost half of the battle.

Huan Wen suppressed his burning anger and dragged his already exhausted body to rein in his horse.

He knew that even if he went to put out the fire at this moment, there would be very little food and grass that could be saved.

As of now, he only has one chance.

Attack the imperial city!

Apart from that, he had no choice.

He knew very well that given his physical condition, he couldn't delay it for too long.

Success or failure depends on this.

"Order the entire army to return to the imperial city! Before sunset today, I will sit in the Qianyuan Hall!"

"Prime Minister, this."

"The first person to climb the city will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins and be promoted to the third rank. The one who kills Sima Dan with his own hands will be rewarded with one hundred thousand gold coins and be granted the title of marquis of ten thousand households. He will be hereditary and will not be replaced."

With this order, the soldiers became completely excited and rushed toward the imperial city.

Serving as a soldier and eating food is not for the sake of getting promoted to a higher position and benefiting your descendants.

At the same time, Huan Wen's eyes darkened and he fell off his horse.

The soldiers quickly escorted him back to the central tent with full protection.

Don't blame Huan Wen for rushing to the heart.

In fact, he had issued such an order from the moment the fire broke out in Kuncang. He still knew in his heart that no matter how heavy the price was, taking the imperial city was undoubtedly a fantasy.

Because of the previous siege plan, his camp did not manufacture siege equipment on a large scale.

Furthermore, even if the soldiers climbed to the top of the city, if Zhang Wu did not retreat, who would be able to truly set foot inside the imperial city.

Plus that wilted and wilted boy from the Xie family.

At least Huan Wen didn't know how to break through the Qianyuan Palace.

On the other side, Zhang Wu took away three days' rations as agreed and set fire to the food.

I found that there was no fierce resistance on the way back.

The soldiers of the North and South Battalions seemed to be going crazy, rushing towards the imperial city crazily.

Back in the city, Xie Xuan was still standing at the top of the city, maintaining his previous attitude of waiting and watching, with no sadness or joy on his face.

Wisdom and reason returned to his eyes.

"Brother-in-law, you are back."

"What are you waiting for here, kid?"

Xie Xuanyao pointed in the direction of Huan Wen's army tent: "Wait for news, it should be soon."

"News of Huan Wen's death?"

"Exactly!"

"How can you be sure that the news of his death is true or false?"

"Although Huan Wen is not talented, he can be regarded as a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time. Such a general, if he still has sense, will definitely not use his troops out of anger. Instead, he should lead his troops to withdraw from Jiankang when Kuncang is burned, and send a general The land was left in ruins to the Southern Jin Dynasty.”

Xie Xuan's words are true.

Kuncang Tun stationed not only Huan Wen's military rations, but also one of the important reserve granaries in Jiankang City.

Once a fire breaks out in Kuncang, it's not just Huan Wen's family who will have food to eat.

He could completely rely on his family's power to withdraw from Jiankang, go to the surrounding areas to prepare food and fodder, and reorganize his army to fight again.

Xie Xuan continued: "The reason why he is impatient is that he values ​​that position too much, and on the other hand, it may not be because he has no time. That's why he impatiently issues such a ridiculous order. What a pity for him. I have been famous all my life, but I couldn't get what I wanted before I died, so I cried out sadly."