Mythical Qin: I, Gao Yao, will never be a eunuch!

After watching the mighty Southern Border Army slowly retreat like a tide, Long Qie, who had been on edge, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had never imagined that the Southern Border Army's offensive would be so fierce and fierce, as if they wanted to eat them alive.

After confirming that the Southern Border Army had indeed retreated, Long Qie did not dare to slack off and immediately ordered the rest of the soldiers to be alert and be careful to guard against a new round of attacks that the enemy might launch. After everything was arranged, he had time to drag his exhausted and wounded body back to the city to prepare for further treatment.

The fierce battle and the thrilling ordeal just now had left Long Qie in a very bad condition. His already injured arm was once again stained with blood, the shocking red color flowed down his sleeves and dripped onto the ground beneath his feet, forming strange and sad blood flowers.

On the surface, the Southern Border Army seemed to have suffered a lot of casualties, but in fact, the actual number of casualties was surprisingly small. There were only a dozen unlucky people at the several city gates, and most of them were victims of enemy arrows or weapons because they were careless and did not hold their shields firmly. As for the other figures who fell on the battlefield and seemed to have lost their lives, most of them were just empty clothes racks used to confuse the Chu army.

The Southern Border Army's methodical cleaning of their own soldiers' bodies during the day played a huge role at this moment. After many such actions, the Chu Army had long been accustomed to it, believing that the Southern Border Army would definitely clean up the battlefield and leave after the battle. Therefore, even though there was no enemy corpse on the ground at this moment, the Chu Army soldiers did not feel anything unusual, let alone any doubts.

Just over an hour later, a deep and heart-shaking rumble of war drums resounded through the sky, once again breaking the temporary tranquility of the battlefield. After hearing this familiar and chilling sound, the Chu army soldiers instantly fell into extreme panic and confusion like frightened birds. They hurriedly grabbed the weapons around them and hastily prepared for the upcoming new round of attacks.

This fierce war of attrition has lasted for a whole day and night, and many soldiers did not even have a chance to catch their breath or close their eyes for a short rest. Their bodies had long been eroded by fatigue and pain, but facing the enemy's ruthless attacks, they had no choice but to grit their teeth, drag their heavy steps up the city wall again, and hold their positions.

Long Qie was no exception. He had just taken great pains to treat the remaining injuries on his body and wanted to take a short break to recover his strength and energy. However, fate did not seem to give him this chance to catch his breath. As soon as the drums sounded, he stood up without hesitation and rushed to the city wall again with firm steps.

At this moment, although Long Qie was exhausted from the long battle and the torture of the wound, he knew that as a general, he had a great responsibility and could not retreat or slack off. So, he endured the pain of his body and mind, tried to cheer up, and stared at the enemy troops approaching outside the city.

Just like every previous attack, the four walls simultaneously rang with the sound of passionate war drums, deafening. The Southern Border Army surged in like a tide, advancing steadily towards the wall with great momentum. In the night sky, countless arrows flashing with cold light shot densely at the top of the wall like raindrops, bringing the breath of death to the face.

Long Qie ordered his soldiers to resist the attack and counterattack at the same time. This time, the Southern Border Army's attack was closer to Zhixian County. The Chu Army's attack just now was abandoned at a distance of 150 steps from Zhixian County, but this time the attack was directly advanced to 110 steps. This also put great psychological pressure on the Chu Army on the city wall.

Fortunately, after nearly a quarter of an hour, the Southern Border Army seemed to be contained and retreated like a tide again. At this time, Long Qie understood that he could not continue like this. The Chu Army was too exhausted. If they continued to be consumed by the Southern Border Army like this, they would not be able to hold on before the reinforcements arrived.

At this moment, most of the soldiers were in extremely bad condition, and they could even fall asleep anytime and anywhere while standing. This kind of extreme fatigue was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. After all, in the cruel war environment, every soldier needed to keep his spirit in a highly tense state at all times.

This is completely different from simply staying up late in later generations. Here, any slightest negligence may lead to the loss of life. Long Ju knew this very well, so he has been doing his best to maintain the morale and discipline of the army. However, despite his best efforts, the current situation is still worrying.

As for the Southern Border Army, their actions were really unpredictable. Previously, they had been slow to launch a large-scale attack, but now they suddenly became extremely fierce and violent. Long Qi had no idea why, which made it even more difficult to deal with. What was worse was that according to the original plan, the reinforcements that were supposed to arrive the day after tomorrow now seemed out of reach.

If this situation continues, even with the most optimistic estimate, in one day at most, this garrison will completely lose its combat effectiveness. By then, let alone defending the city, even whether they can save their lives will become an unknown.

Faced with such a dilemma, Long Qi knew that he could not just sit there and wait for death. But the problem was, what was the enemy's true intention and strength? He had no idea. But no matter what, continuing to passively take the beating like now was definitely not a long-term solution. He had to come up with a brilliant strategy to break the deadlock and turn the tide of the war as soon as possible.

"Come here, gather all the cavalry immediately and prepare for a night attack"

After much hesitation, Long Qie prepared to launch a night attack without stopping. He would attack the enemy at night when they thought he was least likely to attack. The enemy could attack him at night, and Long Qie was also ready to attack the enemy at night.

"Here!"

The quality and style of an army's generals are inextricably linked to the overall performance of the army. Long Qie was known for his bravery and fearlessness. His courageous and aggressive personality made him unsuitable for a position that required a calm and composed general, such as defending a city.

Naturally, the soldiers under his command are quite similar to their commander in character, and each of them is full of fighting passion and desire to win.

When they heard the news that they could finally launch an attack, they became excited like a powder keg that had been lit, and they couldn't wait to run down the city wall to make preparations for the war.

At the same time, in the camp of the Southern Border Army, shortly after the fierce attack ended, a messenger hurried to the door of Han Xin's tent. The messenger knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and saluted, saying: "General, the second attack has ended successfully!"

Hearing the report, Han Xin, who was studying the tactical map in the tent, raised his head slightly, glanced at the messenger sharply, then nodded slowly, indicating that he already knew the situation.

Then, he quickly issued an order: "Pass my order to the vanguard camp, tell them to relax their guard, but keep a high level of vigilance. If the enemy dares to attack, lead them directly to the central army and wait for the follow-up troops to encircle and annihilate them; if the enemy does not move, let the soldiers have a good rest. In about a quarter of an hour at most, we will be able to clearly know the enemy's next move. As for the other parts of the army, they must still carry out their tasks according to the original combat plan, and there must be no mistakes!"

"Yes, sir!" After receiving the clear instructions, the messenger saluted again, then turned around and walked away quickly, conveying Han Xin's order to each military camp. For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire Southern Border Army camp was tense and orderly, and all the soldiers were on high alert, waiting for the enemy to arrive.

In essence, Han Xin had no intention of using the cover of night to capture the city. The reason was simple: it would be too difficult to do so, and the casualties among the soldiers would probably not be much less than during the day. With Han Xin's wisdom, he could certainly foresee these situations. No matter who the generals defending the city of Zhixian were, they were already exhausted after such a long and fierce day of fighting. At night, facing the current situation, they would definitely rack their brains to find a way out.

The best strategy is undoubtedly to break the enemy's formation and launch a night attack on the southern army's camp, so as to disrupt the morale of the southern army and make them have no time to worry about the siege. If they can also successfully kill the enemy generals, it will be even better. In fact, this is exactly what Han Xin's real intention is - to force the enemy to fall into the trap he has carefully laid in advance.

This fully reflects the significant difference between Han Xin and Fan Zeng. Generally speaking, counselors are indeed good at planning and strategizing in the camp, and use their wisdom and strategy to decide the outcome of the battle thousands of miles away.

The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly. Especially in the ancient times when communication conditions were extremely backward, it was difficult to communicate with each other in a timely manner once any special situation occurred. Therefore, even a man as resourceful as Han Xin had to be flexible and adaptable according to the actual situation in order to remain invincible.

This led to the fact that Fan Zeng did take all aspects into consideration in his overall strategy, but in local wars, Han Xin personally led the troops to fight. Everything that happened on the battlefield was kept in Han Xin's eyes, and he was able to adjust the battle deployment in a timely manner. This does not mean that Han Xin would definitely be stronger than Fan Zeng, but the lag in information determined that Han Xin would definitely be able to get ahead of Fan Zeng and grasp the overall situation.