One Thousand Four Hundred and Eighty-Three: Fa Nie Liang, Attack Yang Tao, the Sword Refers to the World (22)

"Jiamenguan?" Qi Guan frowned, as if thinking of something, he said in surprise, "Master, do you mean fire attack?"

Jiang Pengji pointed to the corpses piled up below the city, some were completely dead, and some were still breathing, but they were too seriously injured, and they were probably dying. She said, "Although there is no dry wood for auxiliary burning nearby, these corpses will burn It’s not easy to extinguish.”

After much deliberation, Jiang Pengji only had this guess.

She didn't know if she guessed right or not, but it was good to have an open mind before it happened.

Qi Guanrang didn't dare to delay, and immediately ordered to do it. Although this reaction was fast enough, it still couldn't keep up with the changes in the battlefield. Nie Liang did not withdraw his troops immediately, but instead chose to fight while retreating, taking time to maintain order while minimizing casualties.

When the two armies are at war, retreat is also particular.

If one side is defeated, they will run away regardless of turning around, and basically have to stop, because the army is in chaos, and the enemy can take advantage of the victory to pursue. Especially when meeting a militant like Jiang Pengji, even if she is a general guarding the pass, she will lead troops out of the pass to pursue and beat the dog in the water.

How can we reduce casualties and deter the enemy from pursuing them?

Naturally, they sent people to entangle the enemy army, delaying time, fighting while driving, so that the formation of Wei Ci's army was not chaotic, so as to reduce losses.

Exposing your back to the enemy without taking any precautions is tantamount to giving your life to the enemy.

Nie Liang naturally wouldn't make such a mistake. While they were evacuating, the rain of arrows on the city wall hadn't stopped.

The enemies under the city slowly backed away for more than ten feet, but Jiang Pengji did not dare to take it lightly, and instead frowned even deeper.

"A small fire attack is not a respect."

Nie Liang looked at the city wall. Although he couldn't see who was standing on it, he was sure that Jiang Pengji was also concerned about the frontline battle situation like him.

Of course he remembered yesterday's humiliation in his heart, and today's feint attack to test the depth of the enemy is to find the ground for himself.

It's a pity that Jiang Pengji was too cautious and cleared the forest near Zhanjiang Pass early in the morning.

If not, the fire might have engulfed the entire Zhanjiang Pass.

Today is the southeast wind, the wind is not too strong, just right for Nie Liang.

Thousands of archers shot ignited arrows at the corpses below the city, wave after wave, and none of the arrows could reach the walls of the city.

Some soldiers who didn't know why couldn't help laughing, what's the use of shooting rockets at the dead?

Jiang Pengji's expression turned serious, because she smelled a familiar pungent smell from the wind, and it was easy to miss if she didn't smell it carefully.

Both sides used rockets during the battle, so that the smoke near the battlefield was thick, and some corpses were unlucky to be recruited, and the clothes and corpses smelled of burning. Under the cover of this smell, the smell of black oil, kerosene, and sulfur is easily overlooked.

Standing on the city wall and looking down, Jiang Pengji glanced around, and after a while, she found that the clothes worn by the enemy corpses above were a bit strange, and some soldiers had dry firewood wrapped around their waists. These dry firewood are bound with sackcloth that has been cleaned with black oil.

The scene of the battle between the two armies was very chaotic. Neither the supervisors nor the soldiers on the front line paid attention to this, and it was easy to ignore it.

"This Nie Liang—"

Jiang Pengji clenched her fists.

Sun Wen, who supervised the battle on the other side, also found that the burning speed of the corpses under the city was a bit abnormal. It took almost a few breaths, and the small flames turned into sky-high flames and spread rapidly. If it weren't for the fact that the city walls of Zhanjiang Pass were piled up with huge stones, the fire would probably burn up.

Seeing Zhanjiang Pass in the distance surrounded by orange flames soaring into the sky, Nie Liang's depressed mood eased a little.

"Zishun, send someone to investigate which general Liu Xi promoted after this battle."

Being able to destroy several catapults one after another in a very short period of time on the battlefield, this kind of archery can be regarded as brave no matter where it is placed, not to mention being the main general and leading troops to kill the enemy, but it will not be unknown. It is impossible for Jiang Pengji not to reward her for her meritorious service this time.

Nie Liang only needs to send someone to pay attention to the promotion and reward of Youshui, and he can basically lock the target.

Wei Ying responded in a low voice, he saw that Nie Liang's complexion improved a bit, and his mood also eased a lot.

"There is one thing to pay attention to. The catapult under Liu Xi's tent is obviously superior to ours, and its power is extraordinary."

Nie Liang's feint attack was not only to regain the position, but also to find out the details of the enemy and see what cards they had. When the opponent showed the catapult, he didn't care, but soon found that the frequency and distance of the catapult on the opponent's city were much higher than his own. If he didn't discover this until the decisive battle, he would definitely be caught off guard by the enemy, and now he can make up for it.

Wei Xing said, "Liu Xi attaches great importance to the Mohists' children, and treats the scholars who are from the Mohist family under his tent with great respect. It is expected that the catapults are powerful. I am just worried that besides the catapults, do they have other killer moves hidden?" revealing-"

Nie Liang asked him, "Did the eyeliner sent out get any relevant news?"

"Liu Xi is extremely cautious in his work, and the luggage is strictly guarded. No matter who enters or exits, he needs to show his token and register his name. Our eyeliner can't check more." Wei Wei shook his head regretfully, and changed the topic, "However, a few days ago Before Nian Liuxi grew up, the minister saved his hand and ordered a few dead men to sneak into Dongqing. They seem to have gained a lot, and they are currently rushing back secretly—”

Nie Liang said, "It's better for Zishun to be more thoughtful."

Wei Ying shook his head and sighed, "No, it's just because of my third brother."

"The one named Wei Ci?"

Nie Liang still remembered Wei Ci. After all, there are not many men with such a handsome appearance in the world. He was an impressive person.

Speaking of which, Wei Ci can be regarded as half of Nie Liang's lifesaver.

If Wei Ci hadn't been able to diagnose his pulse, Nie Liang would have found out that he had been tampered with before dying.

"The protagonist chosen by Zixiao, even if he doesn't show it on the outside, there is always something special inside, so we have to guard against it."

If Jiang Pengji knew the news, maybe she would be irritable for a while?

In fact, Jiang Pengji is quite irritable right now.

The fire spread extremely fast, even though Qi Guanrang had sent someone to fetch water, but Nie Liang used black oil and other things to ignite the fire, and there were still thousands of corpses burning underneath, it was impossible to extinguish it manually. What is even more irritating is that the enemy soldiers climbed the ladder for the last time and secretly punctured the bag containing the black oil, allowing the black oil to flow down the city wall. When the corpses below formed a fire, the flames ignited the black oil on the city wall, and the flames climbed and spread from the bottom up, spreading to the towers and watchtowers on the city wall. For a while, everyone was quite embarrassed.

Even so, Jiang Pengji could only suppress her anger and order people to move the wounded soldiers and catapults on the city wall.

Qi Guanrang couldn't bear it anymore, half begging and half forcing Jiang Pengji to leave.

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