Chapter 72 Chapter 72 This bad old man named Fan is so annoying...

Chapter 72 Chapter 72 This bad old man named Fan is so annoying...

This bad old man surnamed Fan is so annoying. He has nothing to do, so he keeps asking him what he wants to do?

Before the mat under Lu Bu's buttocks was warm, the old man named him.

His face was silent, but in his heart he had scolded Fan Zeng a hundred and eighty times.

However, being stared at by the two men's burning eyes, he was unable to get off the tiger. Since he couldn't give up his face, he could only start to rummage with a deep look on his face, thinking of some nonsense to get past.

If it were him, other than holding on until one side's food and supplies were exhausted, what other way could he have to "force" the people inside out as soon as possible?

Lu Bu frowned and thought hard.

However, what came to his mind next was not the majestic gesture he had used to successfully force the enemy troops out of the city, but... what those old and cunning old opponents had done to him, making him embarrassed. The ruthless move of running around.

He never laid siege to the city many times. He always held the city and was besieged many times.

It is nothing more than fire attacking water, making enemies within enemies, or humiliating and scolding.

There are no rivers around, and the weather is dry, so a flood attack will be impossible.

Fire attack?

Even if Zhang Er's army is forced out, more innocent people will be burned to death, and a good Linzi city will also be destroyed.

To save trouble temporarily and rebuild the city after the war, the most troublesome thing is not the Chu army itself?

The enemy is the enemy... The people still surrounding Zhang Er at this time are either loyal confidants or the people of Qi who can't help themselves.

The helpless old brother Han Xin and the fox's eyes are there, so there is no way he can use time and space out of thin air.

Neither this nor that is possible, only the best is left to blame.

Send people to the city gate every day to scold him, no matter how unpleasant it is to hear. Even if Zhang Er is really determined to be a shrinking bastard and refuses to come out even if he scolds his ancestors' graves, he can at least have fun with his words and frustrate the morale of the opposing army.

only……

Lu Bu glanced at Prince Han, who was sitting upright, with a calm and dignified look on his face.

That’s all.

He curled his lips and dismissed the idea without thinking.

He still didn't know why, but Xiang Yu, who always put on airs from a noble family, was always honorable and aboveboard in his actions, but he was usually a tough guy who didn't even bother to touch the words "a soldier never tires of deceit".

How can I spare the dignity to carry out this scolding move that is effective but has no grace at all!

Seeing that he had no idea, Lu Bu had a straight face and was feeling very worried, when a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his mind.

From the beginning, he felt vaguely that the situation he was in was somewhat familiar.

At first, he just thought that it was aroused by the unfortunate memory of the time when he was trapped in Xiapi City, and he deliberately did not think about it in detail.

But after thinking about it for a moment, it is clear that this fool is in the same situation as Gaixia!

Lu Bu suddenly had an idea. He suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were sharp, and he looked straight at Xiang Hanzi, who was looking deeply at him. He shouted forgetfully: "Your Majesty, Bu has something to offer!"

It was night in a blink of an eye.

The moonlight was bleak and the night ink was thick. Although there was a gentle breeze in the evening, Zhang Er still couldn't sleep at night and was depressed.

Seeing the passage of time, not only the fighting spirit of his soldiers was getting worse, but even his most loyal cronies were becoming more and more panicked.

In contrast, the Chu army outside the city always looked well-equipped and had high morale...

When winter really comes, if he cannot wait for the opportunity for the Chu army to withdraw from the siege, the food in his city will be exhausted.

By then the troops will be exhausted and short of food, and there will be no supplies of cold clothes, so they will really have to surrender without a fight.

But he has managed to survive until now, so why would he want to sit back and wait for death?

Zhang Er was not sleepy at all, so he simply did not waste time rolling around on the couch. Instead, he put on his coat and went to the city wall against the cool night dew.

The guards on duty on the city wall all had hungry faces, and their eyes were at a loss.

Seeing that the Lord had arrived silently, they were just stunned, bowed in a muffled voice, and respectfully stepped aside. Other than that, they had no other reaction.

Zhang Er, with a heavy heart, leaned on the stone bricks and looked into the misty distance.

On the endless plain, countless military tents were neatly stationed, reflecting the faint moonlight at this moment, surrounding Linzi City.

Looking closely, one can still see dark figures holding torches, patrolling in an orderly manner.

The isolated city of Linzi is like a dead leaf in the middle of the river. It will be hit by the rolling tide at any time and completely destroyed.

Zhang Er climbed high and looked into the distance, staring at the hazy but eye-catching firelight, dazed.

It wasn't until he was shivered by the increasingly cold night wind that he suddenly woke up.

Just go back.

Zhang Er was filled with frustration and was trying to get off the city wall with faltering steps.

As a result, after taking a few steps, bursts of singing suddenly came from the distance!

At first, the singing was just a faint sound, rippling with the wind.

However, within a few seconds, as more and more people joined in the singing, it became louder than ever before and penetrated into the ears of people in Linzi City.

Those who were sleeping soundly woke up in confusion, and those who were awake shed tears.

The Qi soldiers who were temporarily conscripted looked at a loss. They did not understand Zhao dialect, and they could only hear the loud and sad singing, which made those who heard it tighten their chests and feel doubly sad.

But how could the Zhao soldiers who had followed Zhang Er for many years and escaped to this place after surviving fierce battles and been trapped for several months not recognize the familiar local accent?

They only listened for a while

, I was aroused with homesickness and melancholy. In addition, the road ahead was vast and I didn’t know whether I would live or die, which made me want to cry.

I don’t know who started to sing in harmony first. Within a moment, all the Zhao soldiers who were awake in Linzi City were filled with depression and tears, and they couldn’t help but sing in harmony!

For a time, the sad and pathos Zhao song sounded from all directions, and the crying mixed with it was also clearly audible.

As the attacks came one after another, it was no longer clear which ones came from the Chu army's camp and which ones came from the Zhao soldiers in the city.

Zhang Er was shocked and turned pale.

Even though his first thought was that the Chu army was deliberately using a trick to "confuse" his military morale, a terrifying thought emerged in his subconscious that he couldn't believe.

——How could so many Zhao soldiers suddenly appear in the Chu camp?

Zhang Er was horrified and murmured to himself: "Could it be that the people of Chu have conquered all the land of Zhao!"

He was not from Zhao, but he had ruled Zhao land for a long time. In addition, he regarded it as the last resort, and his feelings were extraordinary.

The shock he suffered was so severe that when he was talking to himself, he carelessly forgot to lower his voice so that the attendants on the left and right could hear him clearly.

Upon hearing that even the king knew that he was at the end of his rope, and that he had lost his hometown that was the last barrier, the people who were already dejected could no longer hold on to their composure. They burst into tears and could no longer hold their weapons steady.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Er couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, and was speechless for a long time.

I can still vividly remember the majesty of the Allied forces that day when they caught Xiang Yu off guard and attacked three areas in a row, massacring Chu.

Why did he make the wrong mistake, that is, his situation worsened, and he ended up in a situation where he was fighting alone, with no help around him?

He couldn't think clearly and had no time to think clearly.

Zhang Er silently returned to the house, paying no attention to the desolate Zhao Ge around him, and had no intention of encouraging the soldiers who were in tears. Instead, he sent many scouts to inquire about the control status of each city gate.

After listening, a glimmer of hope rekindled in his heart - perhaps because the south gate faced the Chu land, the Chu army's guard there was most empty, with only more than a thousand men.

Zhang Er really didn't want to believe that Zhao Dizhen had fallen into the hands of the Chu army.

For the last bit of luck, he decided to leave this lonely city behind, reduce his entourage, and break out of the siege at night to head north.

Even if he really lost Zhao Di and was about to die, he would rather die on the way back to his hometown Liang Di than die in a foreign land.

So after burning incense, war drums suddenly beat loudly at the north gate with great momentum. The Zhao soldiers in the city seemed to be losing their minds and wanted to break out, which suddenly attracted the attention of the Chu soldiers besieging the city.

While the Chu soldiers were gathering towards the north gate, Zhang Er relied on the moonlight to hide his enemy, and the last two hundred dead soldiers who followed him broke out from the south gate.

The more than a thousand Chu soldiers at the south gate seemed to be concerned about the movement at the north gate, and were unprepared for Zhang Er and his party who suddenly rushed out. Most of them were cavalry who only had time to grab their weapons but not to mount their horses.

After chasing for dozens of steps in vain, I could only watch helplessly as they rode away, running further and further away.

Although Zhang Er knew that his situation was bleak, he still felt a little proud in his heart when he saw that this plan was carried out so smoothly.

——Xiang borrows from a common man, but he doesn’t understand the strategy.

The Chu army seemed to have an airtight siege, but he could easily escape with just a little trick.

Zhang Er was too busy to take care of himself, so of course he couldn't care about the more than 200,000 soldiers he left in the city who had lost all fighting spirit and were about to rebel at any time.

Anyway, if he couldn't be caught, Xiang Qiu would probably not kill the prisoner given his pretentious behavior in order to show his hypocritical benevolence and righteousness.

Zhang Er let out a long sigh.

Unlike him, once captured, he will definitely die.

The wind is cold and the night is sad.

Zhang Er and his party concentrated on galloping and escaping on this vast plain, their hearts beating like drums. Even though the fierce and violent shouts of killing were still echoing in their ears, they never dared to look back.

He was afraid that the moment he turned around, he would delay his escape, and that the Chu army, which had noticed the movement at the south gate, would catch up.

What Zhang Er didn't know was that if he really turned around, he would see a terrifying scene that would make one's liver and gallbladder split apart——

I don't know since when, there were two tall and slender figures, one black, one white, and one behind his queue, walking side by side.

Like a ghost, it follows you everywhere, always lingering behind you.

Different from Zhang Er and his party who were urging their car to gallop hard and flee desperately, Lu Bu and Xiang Yu who were chasing behind clearly had some energy left, and they were as leisurely as a cat playing with a mouse.

Lu Bu's riding skills were superb, so how could he be afraid that the bumps on the horse's back would easily hurt his tongue? He couldn't help but feel proud, and he showed off: "What do you think, your Majesty, of this plan of Zhao Ge from all sides?"

It turns out that the attack by Zhao Ge in the Chu camp that caused the army in Linzi City to collapse just now was the result of Lu Bu's flash of inspiration.

He took the desperate situation of being besieged on all sides and applied it to the Linzi garrison who was in a similar situation. It worked so well!

It turns out that Lu Bu's plan was to send people to find the Zhao soldiers who had been recruited into the Chu army one by one, and also asked a clever staff member to compose a Zhao song, striving to have a sad and sad tone and easy-to-understand sentences. , and then let the generals learn and sing now.

Only then did the mourning in the four fields come about, which made people heartbroken, shed tears of misery, and had no morale left.

——Only a clever person like me can learn and apply it to the fullest!

The corners of Lu Bu's lips were raised, and his chin was raised high unconsciously. He looked at Xiang Yu with a beaming look, his eyes sparkling, and his desire for praise was clear at a glance.

Even someone as slow as Xiang Yu could see through Ai's straightforward and lovely thoughts.

Xiang Yu followed unconsciously

The corners of his lips curved, and gentle ripples appeared in his eyes.

When he and his beloved general looked at each other, he was always clumsy with his words. After a lot of searching, he slowly and slowly praised him: "Fengxian really has a wonderful plan and a lot of ingenious strategies. With the help of singing and Zhao songs, he was able to retreat for dozens of soldiers without losing any blood." Thousands of people.”

The corners of Lu Bu's mouth twitched slightly, and his face felt slightly hot.

...How come this idiot, who has always been so stupid, knows how to say nice things?

Suddenly he appeared to be convinced and praised him for his intelligence, but it made him feel uncomfortable all over.

It would be better to praise him for his unparalleled martial prowess and make him feel more comfortable.

After Xiang Yu praised these words, he silently waited for his beloved general's reaction.

The clinker lover just pursed his lips and looked away, then shook his head hard for no reason.

Xiang Yu's eyes showed confusion.

My beloved... what is this?

Before Xiang Yu fell into deep thought, Lu Bu suddenly pointed his whip straight ahead, raised his sword eyebrows, and challenged him arrogantly: "Your Majesty, would you like to compete with Bu to see who can take off the head from the ear first?"

Xiang Yu was slightly stunned and looked at his high-spirited general quietly.

In the double eyes that are usually deep and indifferent, at this moment, the moonlight flows like water, and the starlight shines scatteredly.

After a while, Xiang Yu chuckled and responded happily: "Why not?"