Sicheng is a new city.

More specifically, it was a newly built fortress city at the intersection of several rivers from the north when signs of spiritual desolation were discovered in the Southern Dynasties.

The stones built in the city are transported from the upstream Minggu Mountain by water. The huge stones are heavy and tough, and even practitioners cannot easily shake and break them. Moreover, because they are newly built, the shade of the smooth stone wall can even grow moss, shining with a cold light similar to metal.

Before the early morning sunrise, the Northern Wei army had besieged for nearly an hour. In the morning light, the Southern Dynasties soldiers on the city wall were shocked to see that it was only a night. The fields around Sicheng, and even the mudflats on the side of the river, were densely covered with black camp tents.

These black camps of the Northern Wei Dynasty were made of felt made of a long-haired cow's hair from the north, which was ventilated, but the natural oiliness on the surface could prevent rainwater from seeping in, and shade the sun in summer, and in winter, this camp can play a good role in keeping warm. Even when igniting a bonfire in the camp, the smoke can quickly penetrate from the top of the tent.

Many of these black camp tents have hideous wolf head marks, and a small part of them are used to draw terrifying white bone totems with some white paint.

Both of these clearly reminded all the Southern Dynasties soldiers in the city, which were the army of King Yuanying, Zhongshan, of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The difference is that those terrifying white bone totems were the personal soldiers of Zhongshan King Yuanying. In the Northern Wei Dynasty, Zhongshan King's White Bone Army was originally one of the most elite troops of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Any soldier in the White Bone Army was the kind of old army who followed Yuanying through many battles and treated himself extremely cruelly.

The white paint used to draw the totem is ground into the skulls of the enemies they killed, and is real bone meal.

Even in the Southern Dynasties, people in many places believed that a dead person could not be reborn after losing his head, and the ghosts would never disperse. In the eyes of the White Bone Army, this kind of enemies killed by them would make them stronger and make their current enemies more afraid.

According to military information, Yuan Ying's White Bone Army had just ended the battle in Zhongshu City at night yesterday. Even if it was not considered the rectification time of cleaning the battlefield, they rushed here from Zhongshu City and joined the siege, and the time for these White Bone Army to rest for no more than half an hour.

Most of the soldiers of the Southern Dynasties were not afraid of the existence of bravery, but almost no one was afraid of the perverted existence that could fight continuously without sleep.

There were continuous scattered roars in the air.

The arrows shot by the Northern Wei army around them still seemed very scattered.

...

Some Northern Wei soldiers, protected by Northern Wei heavy armored soldiers holding giant shields, piled up soil outside the city opposite the east gate.

This earth platform is located at the east gate with less than fifty steps, and any arrow shot from the east wall can easily fall here.

Wang Yuanying of Zhongshan stood behind the prototype of this earth platform, with a taller general who looked more unruly and generous than him.

The general was naked, his muscles bulged high like rocks, and his dark skin was full of scars.

A delicate black soft armor was tied around his waist casually.

"Your Majesty, why are you doing this? Why are you just pretending to be so pretentious?" Listening to the shouts and screams on the surrounding city walls, the tall and mighty general of the Northern Wei Dynasty was puzzled and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Pile this bird-feathered dirt platform to see inside? What's so good about it? Why don't you give me 10,000 white bone troops, and I'll just rush up the city wall from here."

This Northern Wei general who spoke very roughly was Yang Dian, the commander of the White Bone Army.

In the Southern Dynasties and Northern Wei Dynasty, even children would stop crying when they heard his name. They cut off the enemy's head and hung it behind the horse. After marching and galloping, they grind the flesh and blood on their heads on the ground and turned into bones. This was his first creation.

During the season when grass grows and warblers fly in some places in the Northern Wei Dynasty, the White Bone Army drags more than a dozen white bones on the ground behind each horse. When the White Bone Army marches, the sound of white bones colliding with each other and rubbing on the grass makes everyone who has heard it along the way unforgettable. It seems to be the wailing of countless unjust souls.

"Guess what I want to do?" Yuanying smiled and asked as she listened to his words.

"Doesn't you still want to train troops?" Yang Dian frowned and said, "I want these young eggs to see the gap between them and the real White Bone Army?"

"If it's just like this, there's a chance." Yuanying laughed.

Yang Dian was too lazy to guess anymore. He looked at the side of Tufang with some annoyance and shouted at Xing Lian, who was squatting beside a fire pit and eating some food with several generals: "Xing Lian, why do you think so?"

Xing Lian was too familiar with Yang Dian's temper and knew that if he ignored him, he would start to make trouble next time.

"Speak softly, don't let the southerners hear it." He raised his head, chewed a slightly burnt scallion, and said softly in a vague manner: "The prince wants to siege the city and fight for help."

"Siege the city and attack the aid? Do you deliberately keep the city without breaking it and destroy all the reinforcements from the Southern Dynasty first?" Yang Dian scratched his head, and understood the literal meaning, but he still didn't understand the profound meaning. He was too lazy to think too much and said, "Why? He was so anxious before, and why did he have to wait here?"

"Lan Huaigong is not in the previous cities. Now most of Lan Huaigong's body is being crushed to huddle in this city. The overall situation here has been determined. In this way, our army can also get time to rest, but the inner Southern Dynasties army is always tense and will definitely be exhausted after a few days." Xing Lian then took a few bites, then came over with food and said, "The attack was urgent before, to form the current situation, just like if Gucheng was not broken before, our army would be in a critical state. After you figure this out, you can understand why the prince was eager to attack at this moment and end the battle in summer?"

"How can I guess?" Yang Dian said annoyedly, "If you want to say it, talk quickly, keep it in peace and be careful I will shoot your food bowl."

"Good you, a damn guy." Xing Lian couldn't help but point at him and scolded, "I don't use my brain, but I actually want to make trouble for me. Any use of troops is based on military intelligence. At this time, Xiao Honggang took over the military power, and he was in chaos when he was dispatched. There were still many people in the Southern Dynasties who were dissatisfied. In addition, we suddenly had a sudden surprise. If Lan Huaigong's army was wiped out by us, they would definitely be defeated. Now, for them, the form is so critical, and they are naturally more impatient when dispatching. We seize this opportunity to wipe out one by one, which is just the best way to preserve combat power. And it is not possible to do it too early. If we destroy Lan Huaigong too quickly...

The reinforcements have not arrived yet, and the battle here of Lan Huaigong has ended, and the reinforcements are naturally transferred elsewhere. Although Xiao Hong is not good, he still has a few powerful figures under his command. If they are given time to knead them, the number of troops in these places will be bad, and it will be a big trouble for us in the future. Now we are waiting for them to come and fight in a hurry. It is much easier than we work hard to attack everywhere. Moreover, the Zhenwu army in these places is empty, and we will win here next. This southern dynasty is a piece of land, and marching is even easier."

"I don't have so many twists and turns in my mind. Just scratch these southerners." Yang Dian understood completely, but looking at Xing Lian and Yuanying, he was still breathing heavily in his nostrils, looking confident and extremely unhappy.

Yuan Ying glared at him fiercely and said, "Soldiers are deceitful, they are to make people unexpected. If you, a rough man, lead the troops, one day, a flash of inspiration will make the southerners unexpected. You may be able to easily win, draw a knife and kill a thousand enemies, and lose 800 of them. Even if you win, it is not uncommon."

"Then if you have time, please help me think about it." Yang Dian looked at Xing Lian angrily and said, "It made me a little bit of a deceitful change."

Xing Lian ignored him, looked at Yuanying, took a deep breath, lowered her voice, and said, "But if there is a slight change in the Southern Dynasties, if there is an unfavorable situation here, we will definitely be powerless in the future. How to deal with it?"

Although the situation here seems to be under control, although this military use is strange, it is based on the situation of squeezing the army they control to the limit. No matter how tough the will of the sergeant is, his physical strength will not be able to support it. In his opinion, it is too dangerous.

"There are still 100,000 reinforcements to come." Yuan Ying understood his worries, but smiled confidently and said softly.

Xing Lian was shocked and looked up at his eyes in disbelief. After a while, he woke up, "You mean, Lord Demon Sect will take the troops from the six northern tribes..."

Yuanying nodded, he raised his head and looked at the flying arrows in the sky, and said, "The reason why Lord Demon Sect can become Lord Demon Sect is that what he said and agreed to, never fails. In the past many years, he has been regarded as a god because of his credibility."

Xing Lian stopped asking more questions, and he returned to the fire pit to eat with peace of mind.
Chapter completed!