All the officers and men of the Western Chu in this battle were listless and boring.

Under the three foot high wall, countless bodies of North Vietnamese soldiers have been left, with blood flying, stumps and broken arms. But instead of being timid, the other party became braver and braver, set up ladder after ladder, tried to climb the wall again and again, and was killed and retreated by the Western Chu soldiers on the top of the wall again and again.

I have never fought such a battle. It is clear that the number of the other side is insufficient for my own side. It is clear that the other side is running for hundreds of miles and trekking for a long time, but the Western Chu side is not allowed to attack head-on, but has to shrink its hands and feet, which makes the Western Chu soldiers who are used to rushing into the front and fighting with all their strength very uncomfortable.

The raid lasted three hours. Because of the order of Nalan night, no soldiers of the Western Chu dared to fight with all their strength for fear of scaring the other party away. The North Vietnamese soldiers thought that the West Chu was afraid and braver. They rushed up recklessly, lingering like a rising tide.

In the city Lord's residence, Yong'an is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, But he could only restrain himself: "marshal, we've been fighting for three hours. Puning's Taishou Wei Changlun has been yelling outside, saying that marshal, you're better known than to meet. You're a straw bag embroidered pillow, and you're a shrinking turtle and don't dare to fight him. Marshal, all our brothers want to rush out and kill Wei Changlun, but..."

However, their king of Chu ordered him to die. He was not allowed to leave the city. He had to defend and fight with restraint. Yong'an wants to cry. There's no such thing. It's not like the style of Lord Chu!

"Why, Yong'an, you seem to want to go out and fight?" Nalan closed the file about the migrant city people in the night, and finally looked up at him.

As if he had a chance, Yong'an nodded hurriedly: "why not! Marshal, you don't know how ugly Wei Changlun's scolding is. The brothers are mad and want to chop him to death. Originally, there are enough troops on our side, and there are 100000 people on Puning side, so what? It's not our opponent at all!"

"Tell me, if the king asked you to fight with them at the beginning, what would be the outcome, casualties and time-consuming?"

Yongan's spirit is refreshed. The king of Chu needs to consider his personal ability and decide whether to play him or not?! Immediately, Yong'an began to calculate and carefully deduce it in his mind in combination with the military information learned from the outside, as well as the ability and combat effectiveness of this group of 100000 troops from Puning county and the capital of North Vietnam.

"Marshal, if you let your subordinates lead the troops, just give me 10000 cavalry and we can disperse each other's attack at the first time. After all, we are waiting for work. Although the other party is fierce, it is not long before we are tired. Besides, we have won two consecutive games, which is the time of great momentum..."

Yong'an said endlessly: "so, my subordinates promised the marshal that it would only take two, er... At most three hours for my subordinates to end the first attack and win a big victory. As for whether I could win Wei Changlun's head, my subordinates can't guarantee, but it's absolutely no problem to leave them twenty or thirty thousand people."

Leaving twenty or thirty thousand people means killing twenty or thirty thousand enemies. Yong'an still makes a conservative estimate. Maybe more are possible.

Not affected by Yong'an's heroic words, Nalan night said faintly, "how much will our army lose?"

"This..."

Yong'an huff and puff up at once, and said only half a sound: "the two armies are fighting, and casualties are inevitable. My subordinates estimate... There may be seven or eight thousand casualties here, but..." for fear that Nalan night thinks he is incompetent, He immediately raised his voice again: "however, marshal, his subordinates promised not to exceed 8000. Compared with 30000 or 40000 casualties in North Vietnam, our casualties are a great victory."

Nalan looked at him with a smile at night: "eight thousand, it doesn't seem to be much, but Yong'an, do you know that the soldiers outside have been fighting with Pu Ning's reinforcements for three hours, and now how many casualties are there?"

Yongan couldn't help but be stunned. Just now he saw that the war outside was basically stable. Anyway, the marshal didn't allow them to do their best, so he simply withdrew. I remember when he left, everyone was still strong and comfortable, and the number of casualties... It seems that only a few hundred were reported?

If they can't defend the city, the other party can't attack. They have too many hands. When they are tired, they will change from one group to the next. I'm afraid they can fight for another three hours. But on the other side of Puning, Wei Changlun seemed to be tired. The North Vietnamese soldiers attacked for several hours, but they had little effect. It seemed that they were getting more and more boring. Seeing countless corpses piled under the city wall, they seem to be more and more exhausted. They are afraid to stick to it for half an hour at most

However, it seems that there are no casualties on the West Chu side! In this way, even if the city is closed and its strength is preserved, it has still won an unimaginable victory?

At this time, it seems that the drum of troop withdrawal sounded outside, which is different from the rhythm familiar to Yong'an.

It was the drums of North Vietnam. They finally withdrew!

After fighting for more than three hours, only a few thousand bodies were left, which wasted energy and killed the war spirit, but could not break Shuyang city. Wei Changlun was forced to retreat at last!

Until this time, Yong'an seemed to understand something. He looked at Nalan night with a bamboo in his heart, looked at the brilliance in his eyes, and admired him again.

"Marshal, you..."

"Do you understand, Yongan?" Nalan night seemed relaxed and looked at him with a smile.

Now I understand, but I don't understand it all. Yong'an nodded numbly, Scratch your scalp: "I see, marshal, but my subordinates still... Still don't understand. Even so, we can avoid North Vietnamese soldiers when they are most interested in war and use the city defense war to reduce our army's casualties and consume each other's strength, but we always defend the city. Even if thousands of people and horses have died in Puning, they still have 90000 troops. Now the other party retreats and is stationed outside the city , doesn't it just surround us all in the city, if we don't hurry... "

This is what Yong'an doesn't understand.

At present, the Western Chu has an advantage. A rescue war in North Vietnam was dragged down by them. The enemy suffered heavy losses in the first battle, and they sacrificed only a few hundred soldiers, which is almost negligible. But Shuyang is not the city of Western Chu after all. They can occupy the geography, but there is no one and. Moreover, once the supplies are consumed, the North Vietnamese people in the city will never support them. At that time, if they are besieged by the North Vietnamese army outside the city, the people in the city will be eyeing them, for fear that they will eventually become trapped animals.

If it had not been for Nalan night, the victory of the Western Chu and the invincible existence in the eyes of all their soldiers, I was afraid that Yuan Xing and Yong'an would have raised objections at that time.

With doubts in his eyes, Yong'an seems to know better than he knows. He knows that Nalan night must have thought of a plan long ago and just wait for the time to start.

But he has followed the Lord for many years, but he just can't figure it out. He's so stupid!

Unexpectedly, Nalan night put his palm on the table, stood up and felt a towering momentum: "therefore, Yong'an, we must kill him by surprise tonight while Puning's army is tired!"

In a word, Yong'an finally understood the plan of Nalan night. He designed it on purpose. He used the geographical conditions of Shuyang city to limit the other party's fierce raid, so that the Western Chu soldiers could preserve their strength and show weakness to the other party. When the North Vietnamese army, which had been fighting for more than three hours, returned without success, it was a time of depression and rest, but they attacked overnight and began to fight for a real moment.

A stream of hot blood immediately swam all over the body. Yong'an trembled all over and said loudly, "yes, marshal!"

Soon, the two sides of the withdrawal returned to their camps. The North Vietnamese army from Puning traveled a long way and fought fiercely for more than three hours. It was the time of fatigue. After that, they camped and rested, lived and cooked, and prepared to fight again the next day.

But Shuyang city is another situation.

All the officers and men of the Western Chu also had a full meal, with three bowls of rice per person and a large pot of broth. But then they didn't go back to the camp to rest. Instead, everyone began to gather. The cavalry in charge had quietly gathered in front of the city gate, followed by fully armed infantry with long knives and shields. As soon as the time came, they opened the door out of the city and entered the North Vietnamese camp.

It was getting darker and darker. Finally, all the soldiers of the Western Chu Dynasty were ready to go. The lights of the whole city were dim, but they were shrouded in a killing atmosphere. Houses are still closed, shops are closed, and no people in Beiyue city can be seen in the streets except for teams of Western Chu soldiers waiting to go out of the city to kill the enemy.

Everyone knows that this is the tactic set by the king of Chu. To show the enemy's weakness, they are waiting for the counter attack when the enemy is unprepared.

Just as everyone was confident and ready for a big war, an unexpected situation happened.

It was getting late, but snowflakes were falling. At the beginning, it was still sporadic light snow, but it turned into heavy snow in half an hour, rustling down, and soon covered up the Western Chu soldiers gathered in the street into snowmen.

Under the military order, no one dared to incite, but it was just a snow. In fact, it was heaven's beauty, which brought perfect cover to the sneak attack of the Western Chu, and would not be noticed by the North Vietnamese army. Unfortunately, with the passage of time, some soldiers trembled and couldn't support it.

Usual practice and standing at attention have never been less. How can it be unstable for a few hours now? If yuan Shuai knew, he would be punished by dozens of military sticks. The shivering soldiers could only clench their teeth and dare not say a word. Unexpectedly, the snow continued, but the time for attack did not come, but they could not bear it at last.

When the first frozen soldier fell, he was immediately dragged out by the team leader, but before he was scolded, dozens of soldiers fell down, trembling and unable to hold the gun.

But in a quarter of an hour, even the cavalry fell off their horses, and more than two or three of them finally attracted Nalan night's attention.

At this critical time, such a thing should happen. If these soldiers are frozen and fall down when they rush into battle, it is a sacrifice in vain.

Nalan was very angry at night. He thought that these soldiers lacked exercise at ordinary times and couldn't support them until they came on the stage. Who knew that when asked for inspection, he knew that everyone was frozen by the snow. He couldn't stand it and fell down.

The reason for such a wonderful work was that the school captain of a small team couldn't help it on the spot. He dragged a weak and freezing soldier under him and scolded him. Unexpectedly, he accidentally tore the soldier's sleeve and suddenly flew out pieces of white cotton

No, it's not cotton, it's reed!

What is stored in the winter clothes to keep out the cold is not warm cotton, but worthless reed flowers!

They understood the reason why so many soldiers were frozen and fell down. When they found something wrong, they immediately reported it to Nalan night. Knowing the reason, Nalan's face was so blue that he cut through the desk with a sword and cancelled the night attack plan at the same time.

After overnight inspection, the Quartermaster checked all the winter clothes he had just delivered, and found that 10000 of the winter clothes were fake reed flowers, which could not keep warm and keep out the cold at all. The whole army was shocked. They angrily denounced the greedy Quartermaster of the military headquarters and asked Nalan night to play immediately and investigate the matter.