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Chapter seven hundred and thirty seventh: hands-on

"Why didn't brother send troops to Jiange? Let's take advantage of Zhuge Liang's feet not standing firmly, and we caught him off guard!" Sima Yan pressed the sword of his finger and pointed at Jiange on the map.

"Not bad! This Jiange is very close to us, which can reduce our military journey and physical strength!" Sima Zhao agreed.

Sima Yi took the kettle on the table and drank it all in one go. The tiger's eyes looked at the map, and there was a hint of worry in the corners of his eyes, but it was still very calm on the surface. Looking at the two bastards, Sima Yi touched the beard that gradually appeared on his chin: "The lion pounced on the rabbit and used all his strength to deal with Zhuge Liang! I was not completely sure, but I was sure to fight against Tianshui!"

"Second brother, are you so afraid of this person named Zhuge Liang?" Sima Yan was a straightforward person and directly expressed Sima Yi's shortcomings, which was something Sima Yi was most reluctant to mention.

When Sima Zhao heard this, he was stunned for a moment. He glanced at Sima Yi with a cold face and was extremely scary. Sima Zhao rubbed his head helplessly: Okay! This kid is afraid that he will not have a good life tonight!

Sima Yi came to Sima Yan, patted the dust on his body and said, "Why is this clothes so dirty! Go and wash him clean!"

"Second brother, stop making trouble. This is a military camp. I only have this piece of clothing. Besides, I am not dirty here!" Sima Yan couldn't feel the danger, but he was still laughing and joking.

"Is that true?" Sima Yi pulled Sima Yan's clothes, turned his head, looked at Sima Zhao, with a hint of her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Zhao! You say! Is Xiao Yan's clothes dirty or not!"

"This......" Sima Zhao was a little hesitant, but when he saw Sima Yi's color, he immediately changed the subject and said, "Dirty! Xiao Yan, your clothes are so dirty!"

"San brother, you......" Sima Yan couldn't say the hardships now, and he couldn't be cheated by his two brothers. He was now mute and had the hardships now, and he couldn't say the hardships.

"I won't go yet!" Sima Yi looked like a blade, killing people at Wuying. Sima Yan was dejected like a defeated rooster, walking out of the camp in a dusty state.

Sima Zhao matured Sima Yi's pressure alone, and he couldn't bear it. He then blew and said, "I'll go supervise him! That's the matter, I'll go out now!"

Sima Yi said nothing, Sima Zhao didn't dare to do anything randomly, so he ran out. The entire hall was empty, with Sima Yi alone left. Sima Yi stared at the Jiange on the map and murmured to himself: "Zhuge Liang, don't worry, it won't be you in a long time! When I get rid of Wei Yan, you will be the next one!"

In the dark night, Wei Yan tied a bandage with one hand, and the whole hand could not move, and only one left hand could be used. As soon as Li Xiaogong and others left, Wei Yan grabbed the fortifications and seized the time and hoarded a large number of weapons! Food and grass issued an order for the people in the city. The 20,000 people were also divided into two shifts, 10,000 people were vigilant, and another ten thousand people were guarding the daytime. In case of precautions, Wei Yan mobilized the people in the city, forged ten arrow towers, and summoned archers. Almost all the bows and arrows in the city were handed over to these people. Wei Yan asked that the arrows be fired without any slightest.

"If these archers are in the dark, they will probably not play a big role, but if they are in the daytime, their lethality is not a small part.

"General, do you think this is OK? Our city has been reinforced on the original basis, and the height of the city is also higher than the original one. I don't know what the general wants!" The deputy general next to him pressed the sword in his hand and quickly stepped forward.

Wei Yan stood at a corner of the city wall, remembering that he was shocked by Meng Ben that day, and his eyes were a little worried. If the enemy soldiers attacked, Wei Yan would definitely not be able to choose a field battle. Not to mention whether his hands were OK. If he met Meng Ben, he would be afraid that he would have the fate to go, but he would have no life to go back.

"General... General...!" The deputy general behind shouted three or four times. Wei Yan then raised his head and glanced at the deputy general behind him. His tiger eyes stared at the front and said for a while: "Let the soldiers be cheered up and add some food to them later!"

"But General, we don't have much food and grass, so we can only hold on for half a month!" The deputy general said embarrassedly.

Wei Yan touched his beard. If the food and grass matter was not resolved, their battle would be in vain. Wei Yan hit the city wall with his arm and said seriously: "Food and grass cannot be broken! This is the foundation of soldiers fighting, so let's do it! Eat less in the next few days, but during the war! The food must be made solid for me. The soldiers must not lose the strength in fighting, otherwise how can they fight this battle!"

"The last general understands!" The deputy general bowed to Wei Yan and asked tentatively: "General, should we make some bark in case of emergencies!"

"No! Starting to build bark now is like telling the soldiers in disguise that we don't have much food and grass in our hands, and the morale of the army will inevitably be in turmoil, so we cannot pull it out unless we have to!" Wei Yan's face was serious. When fighting, the war relies on momentum. When the two armies faced each other, whoever had weakened first would be at a disadvantage.

"I understand!"

Wei Yan slapped the city wall and murmured to himself: "I hope Lao Li and the others can hurry up!"

It’s not that Wei Yan has no confidence, but he really has the will but lacks strength. He can only last for fifteen days, with only 20,000 troops and horses. Wei Yan also made the worst plan, and at worst he could sacrifice his life for his country!”

The night slowly descends

Sima Yi was watching the war five miles away at the corner of Tianshui City, smiling slightly, revealing his white teeth. Under the moonlight, it was extremely bright. Sima Yi was like a dormant hungry wolf, gradually revealing his sharp minions: "Send troops! Siege the city!"

"Siege!"

"Kill...kill...kill!"

"Enemy attack...Enemy attack...Quick...Quick"

Wei Yan, who was just lying down in his sleep, was startled and felt a chill behind his back. He hurried out of the door: "What happened!"

"The general is not good! The enemy soldiers are coming, what should we do! General!"

"What! Is it a win-and-dang kill?"

"I don't know, it's too dark, but it should be almost done!"

"Hurry! Follow me to the city wall! Hurry!" Wei Yan didn't care about any armor at this moment, and put on a coat and went to the city.

"Report! I'm not good at general! Twenty thousand enemy soldiers were found in the east gate!"

"Report! There are 30,000 enemy soldiers outside the North Gate!"

"Report! There are 20,000 enemy soldiers outside the West Gate."
Chapter completed!
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