Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

More and more soldiers gathered around the city, and many even climbed the simplest ladder to the top of the wall without fear of the dead.

However, all this is in vain in Zhang Wu's opinion.

One of the major taboos in marching operations is to fight beyond the original plan.

War is not a simple arithmetic problem. It does not mean whoever has more soldiers and high morale can win without any doubt.

There will be no drastic deviation due to the fanaticism of personal will.

Since no siege equipment was made in advance, except for the initial round of arrow rain that caused some damage to the soldiers of the patrol battalion at the top of the city.

The war instantly descended into one-sided slaughter.

Their number of ladders is seriously insufficient. Under each ladder, there are thousands of soldiers waiting to climb the city.

On the top of the city, just throwing a rolling log can kill dozens of people.

There were no city rush vehicles, so many people could only carry iron tools and try to open the city gate that was filled with mud and sand with their own strength.

Coupled with the suppression of arrows from the city head, hundreds of lives were lost on the battlefield with every breath.

The war went on.

It wasn't until people discovered that the people in the past were dying one after another, but the imperial city was still standing before them, that they regained some sense.

Of course, being promoted to a high official position and soaring into the sky can make people forget about life and death.

But no one can accept this senseless death.

Dusk is approaching.

The offensive gradually slowed down.

Finally, someone chose to retreat.

With the first one, there will naturally be the second and third.

At this time, the warlords supervising the battle did not wave the steel sword in their hands and insisted on their own work.

From dawn to dusk.

They have paid too much.

Corpses were floating everywhere, and blood was floating in the oars.

After the first battle, the North and South Battalions sacrificed no less than 30,000 lives.

Everyone knows in their heart that this battle is impossible to win.

That night,

Huan Wen woke up with a rapid and violent cough.

By the faint candlelight, he saw his former subordinates gathered around his bed.

They avoid looking directly into their own eyes.

"Has the Qianyuan Palace been captured? Where is Sima Dan? Ahem, cough, cough."

"Prime Minister, don't be surprised. The general's battle will be disadvantageous. Please allow one more day, Prime Minister. Tomorrow, General Mo will charge the city in person. If he doesn't climb the top of the city, he will never come back."

Huan Wen stood up and patted the general on the shoulder weakly.

"That's all, you have done your best."

"Prime Minister."

Huan Wen raised his hand and interrupted everyone's words of relief.

Open the military tent.

Outside there were the wails of people with severed arms and legs.

Looking around, it looks like a gloomy and gloomy place.

As the saying goes: If you make a big effort, it will fade away again, and you will be exhausted after three times.

The Qianyuan Palace has never been conquered with such strong morale.

How can these disabled generals and defeated soldiers be able to conquer it?

No chance,

He will never have a chance to win that position again!

Facing the rising wind, Huan Wen tightened his outer robe and calmly ordered: "After my death, you will support Huan Xi as the leader. We will withdraw from Jiankang for the time being and move to Jiujiang to recuperate in order to have an opportunity to fight again." "

"The Prime Minister just felt the cold occasionally, why do you say this!"

Wind chill?

Huan Wen laughed contemptuously.

The obsession in his heart dissipated with the wind, and death had no fear for him.

Looking at the imperial city from a distance, he seemed to see a pair of despicable eyes with low eyebrows, a slight smile and a soft whisper.

Looking at his ugly appearance with a victor's attitude.

Yes,

He had already guessed it.

Looking at the history books, such a manipulation of people's hearts will definitely not come from Zhang Wu's hand.

It's the Xie Jia'er who has never been weak!

And he had clearly had many opportunities to take him under his wing before.

Even his best friend Xie Yi is his father.

"The way of heaven is unfair. It makes the people of Wei help me but not me! It hurts me too!"

After crying out in pain, Huan Wen's strength to support his subordinates became weaker and weaker, and finally it was difficult to stand upright, so he slowly sat on the ground, his eyes still fixed on the imperial city in the distance.

"Prime Minister?"

When others noticed something was wrong, they came around.

Immediately, bright red blood gushed out from his mouth, printing the clothes on his chest red.

Taking a breath.

Report! ~

"General, Huan Wen is dead!"

On the top of the city, Xie Xuan couldn't help but grinned and slowly touched his palms.

"Okay! The old man is finally dead!"

"General Sun has already prepared troops and horses. Just waiting for the general's order, they can dig open the city gate in an instant and rush out of the city to destroy the rebel forces."

"Really?" Xie Xuan chuckled twice: "Since Sun Lin wants to go so much, why should he ask me for instructions?"

The messenger did not dare to look directly into Xie Xuan's eyes: "General, your words are serious."

Xie Xuan's prestige was built by predicting events time and time again. What's more, standing behind him is Zhang Wu, the number one general in ancient and modern times.

Even if Sun Lin had some evil thoughts, as long as these two people were still there, he would be as honest as a house cat.

Xie Xuan waved his hand at the messenger: "Go and tell Sun Lin that if he is not afraid that old man Huan Wen will cheat his death to lure him out of the city, he can go out and fight."

"Here."

On the other hand, Sun Lin received the reply as if he was enlightened. While cursing himself for being confused, he also secretly sighed at Xie Xuan's caution.

But little did he know that Xie Xuan had already expected that Huan Wen was dead. He had already informed Zhang Wu and left in a secret passage with 300 Qingqi.

Compared to Huan Wen, the person Xie Xuan wanted to die more was Sima Dan!

Things have developed to this point, and Jiankang City is in chaos. How can he help the beasts of the Sima family completely put down the rebellion?

Let's leave the next good show to two mad dogs.

At least until Sima Tan and Huan Wen fight to the death, I'm afraid he won't set foot on the land of the South again.

"Boy, does it work for you to deceive Sun Lin like this?"

"Brother-in-law really thinks highly of this Sun boy."

"Since you can force Huan Wen to death in one day, why do you have to teach me to steal three days of rations?"

Xie Xuan looked at Kuncang where the fire was slowly extinguished: "Once Kuncang is destroyed, the rebels will retreat. However, if the patrol camp left in Jiankang does not have emergency rations, they may rob the people in the city."

"Is that so? You are quite thoughtful."

"Thank you for the compliment, brother-in-law."