The winding city wall was like a sleeping dragon, standing tall and mighty for thousands of years.
At this moment, the sound of killing shook the sky. Arrows and arrows were fired from all the towers. Huge rocks rolled, blood splattered, and broken limbs flew. The Chu army became live targets, and there was no place for them to hide.
Rumble!
The panic caused by the explosion quickly subsided. The Zhou army was resolute and calm in the flames of war, and the command of the battle formation was not chaotic at all.
Although the ones who died were also Great Zhou's sons, in the cruel battlefield, since they had surrendered to Chu, they were enemies.
"Retreat!"
Shangguan Rusong, who was under the blood-stained flag, turned pale. The heavy casualties frightened him. He could not die in vain again.
The morale of the army collapsed, and the soldiers fled on the way their horses came and went.
"Stop!"
The order was practically carried out. With a furious shout from the watchtower, the storm-like attacks on the city wall stopped.
The smell of blood soared into the sky. Corpses were strewn everywhere, like a miserable slaughterhouse.
……
In the middle of the night, the defeated soldiers had just managed to escape back to the border barracks, and there were wails everywhere.
Shangguan Rusong's armor had not been removed. He stepped through the gate and looked at the man in white in the tent.
"I've lost. An ant trying to shake a tree!" He lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, suppressing his resentment.
This was a siege that was impossible to win. It was like a bunch of ants trying to shake an elephant. Other than death, what was the outcome?
Su Guan paced back and forth in front of the sand table expressionlessly.
Flying Dragon City was surrounded by a moat. The river was ten feet wide, and it was difficult to reach it even by throwing explosives.
Even if they fell on the city wall, the rows of copper and iron shields could offset the impact of the explosives. The city wall was knee-deep, and the water could extinguish the fuse of the explosives.
The famous general Li Zheng Rong lived up to his reputation!
Even if they did not understand the terrifying weapon of black gunpowder, they could still respond in a short period of time and build a special defense line to greatly reduce the power of the explosion.
This was an excellent strategy and a wisdom that had been on the battlefield for a long time. It was far from what a third-rate general like Shangguan Rusong could compare with.
" Rest for two days and continue attacking the city." Su Guan said calmly.
What was that?
Shangguan Rusong's scalp went numb and he almost begged,
"General Su, it's not that I'm cowardly, but if we continue fighting like this, it will only increase the number of casualties. You…our Chu Country can't afford to fight!”
F * ck!
He roared in his heart. He was simply unlucky!
If he continued to attack the city, he would have to bear the infamy of a defeated general and lose every battle!
"I won't repeat myself.”
Su Guan looked at him calmly, his voice emotionless, as if he was describing an insignificant matter.
The process was not important, as long as the result was a win.
Sometimes, even a thousand victories were no match for one defeat.
"Yes…yes." Shangguan Rusong's face was ashen as he muttered,
"What if my subordinates are all gone?"
"The elites of the Chu Country will take charge." Su Guan's eyes were calm.
……
Five consecutive battles ended with great victories. The huge Flying Dragon City was filled with cheers and joy, sweeping away the gloom of the soldiers.
General Li was in charge of all the affairs in the city. At this moment, many middle-level generals who had experienced hundreds of battles were gathered in the City Lord's Mansion.
At the very top stood an old man who was over fifty years old. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his scarlet hair was scattered in the wind. His upright face was solemn.
Although he had won five battles, Li Zheng Rong wasn't excited. Instead, he felt uneasy.
It was too smooth.
As a military general with outstanding military achievements, he naturally would not come into contact with the Emperor's trusted aides. This would only make the imperial power wary.
Although he didn't know the former Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guards, he had long heard of his scheming personality.
This siege was obviously not Su Guan's true intention.
"General, His Majesty has ordered us to capture Su E'Liao alive.”
A lieutenant held a silk book and said respectfully.
Li Zheng Rong nodded with a solemn face.
The entire court had framed a loyal official in such a vile way. As a general outside, he would definitely feel sorry, but he could only remain silent.
Although he admired Su Guan's actions, he would not show mercy now that they were on opposing sides.
If they couldn't capture him alive, they would bring Su Guan's head to Shen 'du to report.
……
A few days later, the atmosphere in Canglan City became even more sorrowful. The people hid at home and did not dare to show their faces, afraid that they would be captured and sent to their deaths.
Seven battles and seven defeats, heavy losses!
After all, General Su was only a mortal and could no longer create miracles. The huge Zhou Country was not something that the weak Chu Country could shake.
It was already impossible to take down Flying Dragon City. If General Su did not withdraw his troops, Canglan City would be surnamed Zhou again!
A gorgeous carriage slowly drove out of the city gate. The Zhao envoy did not want to waste any more time.
After this battle, he had seen through the so-called General Su. He was only so-so, even mediocre!
It seemed that the recapture of Canglan City was all thanks to the providence and the incompetence of the enemy's main general, Shangguan Rusong.
No wonder the Great Zhou Empress wanted to abandon him. If he really had the talent to rule the world, would the Chu Country be able to take advantage of him?
If even Li Zheng Rong couldn't deal with them, how could they fight against the famous generals in the north?
"It seems that our Zhao court has misjudged. If we didn't see it with our own eyes, we would have been deceived by the rumors.”
Zhao smiled and ordered the coachman to head north to Bianjing City.
He was an emissary of a country. No matter how intense the battle at the border was, both sides would not dare to make things difficult for him.
When he returned to the capital, he told the nobles not to have any hope for the Chu Country. They were just a bunch of clay chickens and pottery dogs!
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