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Chapter 200: Sharpening the Gun in Battle (3)

The siege ladder made was a little short. When the carpenters connected the ladder, this most fatal flaw was made up for.

When attacking a city, the greatest threat to the siege defense is the long-range attacks from the defenders, rain of arrows, stones, gold juice, hammering wood... any of these are extremely lethal.

When carrying a ladder to attack a city, there must be a long distance covered by arrows before approaching the city. In this way, the faster the siege troops advance, the shorter the time they will be attacked by arrows, and the smaller the casualties will be.

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Both Li Mengxi and Liu Bei thought so, so as incentives, they began to practice the speed of their soldiers carrying siege ladders overnight.

Round after round, with a distance of seventy steps in each round, and then a reward will be given to the team that runs to the torch first.

This is the method Li Mengxi thought of.

After several rounds of this, "Meng Xi, this method is not very appropriate." Liu Bei yawned and said while looking at it.

"Huh?" Li Mengxi looked up at Liu Bei in confusion. He scratched his head and looked at the howling village warriors running like wolves, and asked in confusion, "Why is it wrong?"

"Look, Meng Xi," Liu Bei bent down, put his hand naturally on Li Mengxi's shoulder, and pointed to Li Mengxi's dozens of racing siege teams, "Look, the one who ranks first every time is the first.

Team Seven.”

"Do they have a light siege ladder? Or do they have better physical strength?" Li Mengxi wondered.

Liu Bei shook his head and said, "That's not the key. Think about it, Meng Xi, it's a reward, and the main thing is to reward many. You only reward the first place, but the first place is strong, and other teams are unable to compete with it.

In this way, there is no reward for other teams.

Do you understand?"

Some words don’t need to be explained clearly, but Liu Bei analyzed them carefully because Li Mengxi was not an outsider.

Li Mengxi frowned and thought for a long time. He thought that the method of reward was like hanging a carrot in front of the donkey, and then using the benefits to attract the donkey to eat the carrot.

And in a situation like this, there are more than a dozen siege teams, and one of them is very good. It comes first every time. The reward is only for the first team to arrive. Then think about it, the other teams will not be able to grab the first place.

First, just lie down and run around leisurely.

This will not achieve the reward effect.

"Oh, I understand!" Li Mengxi nodded with sudden realization, "How about this? There are seventeen siege teams, half of them, and the top eight who arrive first will be rewarded. How about this?"

Li Mengxi came up with a new reward method and told Liu Bei. Liu Bei suddenly laughed, "That's great, that's great!"

With a few reminders, Li Mengxi can think of why Liu Bei thinks Li Mengxi is very wise.

At the end of another race, Liu Bei led Li Mengxi to the seventeen siege teams and announced a new reward method.

The morale of the siege team, which was suddenly tired and out of breath, rose again.

After another round of racing on the 70-step ladder, Li Mengxi clearly felt that the speed of the village heroes was a bit faster, and the roars and shouts of killing were also louder.

Because the siege team was practicing too enthusiastically, the sound could be heard vaguely a mile away, which made the Yellow Turbans in the city think that reinforcements were coming from somewhere. The Yellow Turbans in the city thought about leaving the city to attack the enemy from both sides. However, when the Yellow Turban general climbed up the city and saw the east and west sides,

Since all the gates were surrounded and blocked, they gave up their plan to risk sending troops out of the city.

Not only did the Yellow Turbans have this misunderstanding, but the two rebel armies besieging the city were also suspicious and asked their general if there was a fight coming from behind when there were shouts of killing.

"No." Guan Yu returned, "They are brothers from tomorrow's siege team, practicing tactics at night."

Upon hearing that the brothers from other battalions were working so hard, the centurion who asked the question couldn't help but be speechless, and at the same time he felt inexplicably more confident.

When friendly forces are reliable, people feel reassured.

Running is very tiring, and Li Mengxi felt tired even standing beside him.

"Xuan Degong, let's sit down and watch." Li Mengxi's legs hurt from standing, so he sat down as he spoke.

Liu Bei glanced at Li Mengxi and said, "Mengxi, get up." Liu Bei refused to let Li Mengxi sit down and rest.

"The siege team is training. If we just sit aside, we will lose morale."

After listening to what Liu Bei said, Li Mengxi thought about it and thought it made sense.

If it was summer and he was so exhausted from training, and if someone was hiding in the shade and eating watermelon next to him, then Li Mengxi would feel that he would be so angry that he would not bother to train; it would be fine if he hid and ate watermelon, but if the army was training

, a prince and grandson came to inspect with a group of beauties. While watching the dance, they pointed at the gray-faced soldiers who were practicing and laughed.

Damn it, Li Mengxi felt that he couldn't help it, so he had to rush up with a knife and stab him so stupidly. Even if his father was the emperor, he still had to stab him to death. After stabbing him, he would stab his father again.

Fortunately, this is the Han Dynasty. In the Han Dynasty, no one could be granted a title without military merit. Therefore, most of the nobles were military nobles. The whole social atmosphere was martial. Even the bad guy Dong Zhuo started his family with military merit. People in the Han Dynasty would not produce a dandy.

Bringing a group of beauties to raid the base of the military camp.

There were a lot of people in the Song Dynasty who did such bad things. It was very common for literati to hold military power and lead a group of kabuki performers, so it was extremely embarrassing for them to go to Song Dynasty.

Li Mengxi figured this out, stood up quickly, saluted Liu Bei, and said, "Teach me!"

After Liu Bei returned the gift, he looked at the small Li Mengxi with regret and said, "It's really hard for Meng Xi tonight."

"Hey," Li Mengxi rubbed his sore leg, "It's been a bitter cold in the military, so you won't bully me."

After waiting for a while, the siege team's physical strength was severely exhausted. Seeing that the siege team ran slower and slower, they could no longer roar.

Liu Bei stopped and asked him to rest and practice again.

It just so happened that I took advantage of the break to ask again to see if anyone could come up with any ideas after dozens of rounds of racing.

Liu Bei called to everyone to gather around, threw their torches together, and formed a bonfire.

Sitting together, the exhausted country warriors finally had a rest, and each one of them was sitting swaying and shapeless.

"Brothers, the military advisor asked me to ask, have you come up with any other ideas after running around for so many times?" Liu Bei asked everyone with a smile.

"I'm so exhausted, why bother thinking of ideas!" A village hero replied with a sigh, and all the village heroes agreed.

Li Mengxi couldn't stop laughing, so he changed the topic.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Tomorrow you will attack the city. I heard that in ancient times, [the first to conquer the city would be rewarded with a thousand gold coins and be granted the title of ten thousand households]. Our rebel family has a small business and a small business, so we cannot be granted the title."

Marquis Wanhu, brothers, think about it, what reward do you want?" Li Mengxi asked with a smile.

This question instantly aroused the topic among the village heroes. Some people couldn't wait to ask, "Can anything be done?"

"But within our ability." Liu Bei followed Li Mengxi's words and nodded solemnly.

"Can I enjoy wine and meat?" A greedy man tried to ask.

"Yes!" Liu Bei laughed and said, looking at Li Mengxi, "Mengxi, there is not enough wine in our army now, only eighty jars. Can you see if..."

"No!" Li Mengxi shook his head firmly, "Our army doesn't have enough alcohol, so we have to find time to steam strong liquor to heal sword wounds."

Li Mengxi refused to give me drinks.

Seeing Li Mengxi's firm attitude, Liu Bei could not refute Li Mengxi's words.

Liu Bei then smiled at the people who were climbing the city and said, "There are only about eighty jars of wine in the army. Let's use half of them to attack the city tomorrow. Which team of ladders reaches the city first, everyone in the team will enjoy a jar of wine.

When the second team arrives, each person will enjoy half a jar of wine. In the third team, three people will enjoy a jar of wine.

The first person to climb the city will be rewarded with five altars of wine, the second person to the city will be rewarded with three altars, and those who can climb the city will be rewarded with one altar of wine, how about that?"

"Okay!" the village heroes said in succession.

"Then... what should we do with the siege team?" Upon hearing that they had no part in it, the siege team became anxious.

Liu Bei laughed and said, "As long as the siege team rushes to the city, they will be rewarded with a jar of wine. If they can break the city gate, they will be rewarded with two jars. How about that?"

"Okay!" Several people from the siege team cheered vigorously.

The atmosphere should be very harmonious now.

"Xuan De Gong, if there are casualties, what about the compensation?" Li Mengxi asked in a deep voice next to Liu Bei's right hand.

This question seemed to pour cold water on everyone's heated emotions.

The atmosphere was dead silent for a moment.

"You all came from Zhuojun to fight for the Yellow Turbans. In the past, there were few casualties.

If we attack the city tomorrow, the casualties will be heavy. Brothers, if you have any requests, please feel free to ask for them."

The atmosphere was harmonious and warm, and for a while the village warriors seemed to have forgotten that people would die if they attacked the city.

But just because you forget it, doesn't mean you won't remember it.

If a city is about to be attacked tomorrow and some people are suddenly afraid of death, hesitant and timid to fight, and cannot be courageous, it will be a waste of time.
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