Night falls.

Fulisai City was brightly lit, and the Song army was drinking happily.

Song Wangyan laughed loudly while drinking fine wine. The generals of the Song army who accompanied him were also drunk and came forward one by one to toast King Song one by one.

Wang Yan of Song refused everyone.

During the banquet, the generals of the Song army laughed and made a fuss, and their contempt and contempt for the Chu people in their words, making Zhaoshi, who was accompanying him, feel as if he was on pins and pins.

Wang Yan of Song swept his tiger eyes and saw Zhao Shu’s expression, he couldn’t help but smile and said, “Why should this Chu man be so nervous?”

"Don't worry - our army has arranged a provoy, and the three armies are vigilant... Even if your Chu army attacks at night, it's not worth worrying."

After saying that, Song Wangyan laughed.

Before usurping the throne and becoming the King of Song, he was also a general, so he was of course a clear family for marching and fighting.

If there were no complete preparations, Song Wangyan would certainly not have been relieved to drink and have fun here.

Zhao Shuo gritted his teeth and smiled, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Song Wangyan waved his hand: "Drinke! Drink!"

Zhao Shu picked up the wine in front of him and drank it all in one go.

Song Wangyan smiled and said, "Although I don't know your specific identity, I also know that you must be a high-ranking minister of Chu."

"Now Xiong Wuliang is invading, if you have any plan to defeat the enemy, I hope you will give me some advice."

"After all, you don't want to wait for Xiong Wuliang to break into the city and discover your whereabouts, right?"

Zhao Shuo cursed in his heart, but he had nothing to say.

This seemingly reckless but actually treacherous Song Wangyan is right.

The situation is changing, and now I have to be a "Chu Tyrant".

Zhao Shu thought for a moment, then said, "King, this Fu Lisai is really solid... After thinking hard, he didn't expect that Xiong Wuliang had any plan to break the city..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yan of Song laughed again and drank the wine in the wine in front of him: "Tell me, you and Miliang, the Marquis of Quyang, are both Chu ministers... What is the reason why you are so incompatible with you?"

When it comes to Xiong Wuliang, Zhao Shu almost gritted his teeth!

Taking advantage of the drunkenness, Zhao Shu began to scold: "Xiong Wuliang, Xiong Wuliang... that guy is just a bastard! Pickled guy! Lazy and stupid..."

"This son is the shame among the Chu people! The scum among the nobles!"

"Now he is seeking death himself, and I hope the king will definitely kill this beast!"

Thinking of his beloved son Zhao Kong being frightened by the former, Zhao Shu couldn't help but feel louder, and the hatred in his tone was unconcealed.

Of course, while Zhao Shu scolded Xiong Wuliang, he also kept a clear mind - he must not reveal his identity in front of these Song people!

...

The next morning.

Under the care of two Chu army soldiers, Tian Di climbed up from the simple camp bed.

Today is the second day of the bet of "Three Days to Break the City".

The fields looked around and - the Chu army was slowly burying the pot to make rice, and all movements were very relaxed - it seemed that the Chu army still had no intention of trying to attack the city today.

Did Xiong Wuliang give up on the bet?

Don't want to win?

The fields are puzzled.

No matter what, it seems that my bet is stable!

By the way, Xiong Wuliang is also a top noble, so he should be able to keep his word. By the time tomorrow, the three-day deadline will pass, the Chu army will definitely not be able to break the city - he will be able to return to China by himself!

Thinking of this, the fields almost burst into tears.

Missing home! Missing home!

The fields washed their faces with warm water, then dressed them neatly, chewed them slowly and drank hot porridge while thinking quickly—

The Song army was ready for battle, and the city was so strong.

I heard that the Song army has a sufficient force of 80,000!

The Chu army could not have captured the territory of the Song State in a short period of time - let alone three days, even if there is another month, it may not have been possible to break through Fu Lisai.

This is a great thing for Qi State!

Why Xiong Wuliang was rushing to attack Song in a hurry? The fields were also clear - they must have wanted to annex the Song State as soon as possible, so as to continue to cooperate with the offensive of the Jixi Allied Forces and get rid of Qi State.

Therefore, the slower the progress of the Chu army's attack on Song Dynasty, the better!

As long as the time is delayed, the Jixi coalition forces will disperse without fighting.

By then, the Great Qi Kingdom will overcome the dangerous obstacles! It will still be the most powerful country in the world!

Having said that, even if the Chu army can really break through Fu Lishou, it must be that the Chu State will do its best and suffer heavy casualties. Xiong Wuliang's so-called "three-day breaking of the city" yesterday was overestimated in the eyes of Tiandi.

I guess my brain was short-circuited and I lost my mind.

Thinking of this, a mocking smile appeared on Tian Di's face...

...

Accompanied by Zhao Hua, Xiong Wuliang came to the entrance of the camp.

Behind Xiong Wuliang, Zhong Hua with bare hands and Xiao Hei holding a sharp sword.

Although Zhong Hua was seriously injured, he was a martial artist after all, and his physical fitness was excellent. In addition to his pale face, he could no longer tell from his gait alone.

But the broken right hand was always in the sleeve.

Xiao Hei took on the task of protecting Xiong Wuliang, and appeared on the same screen as Xiong Wuliang at almost any time.

"How many clay pots have you sent?" Xiong Wuliang looked at the densely packed carts at the door and asked casually.

"Report to the Lord - a total of more than 700 pots were sent, all of which were two feet in diameter and round as required by the Lord." The craftsman who followed the team to escort the pots looked at Xiong Wuliang with admiration and said respectfully.

Xiong Wuliang nodded, thinking that Shi Er was moving quite fast.

Looking closely, some of these clay pots still contain dust on them, which obviously were not just burned. They were not sold for a short time after they were produced in the industrial park and were piled up in the warehouse.

Today, Xiong Wuliang will turn these rags that cannot be sold into treasure!

"Continue, I need more pots." Xiong Wuliang ordered: "If the number of two-foot pots in stock is not large, then pots of other diameters can also be delivered together - the only requirement is to have regular shapes."

The craftsman gave up his hand and said that it was.

Zhao Hua was puzzled - what's the use of asking for so many pots?

The seven hundred clay pots shipped were already piled up at the entrance of the camp.

It's not enough?

"Master--The catapult cart created in the park will be delivered tomorrow morning." The craftsman said again.

Xiong Wuliang nodded to express satisfaction.

Industrial parks represent high-standard fine craftsmanship.

The catapults produced in the park are all products of standardized production, and even the parts between them can be interchanged. In addition, the advanced counterweight projection method, these catapults have extremely high accuracy.

Xiong Wuliangfeng came over, but he stopped moving under Fu Lisai City, just waiting for these "big killing weapons"!

...

Zhao Hua thought for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out the question of how the "ceramic jar" and the "catstone cart" were combined.

When it comes to overall situation and conspiracy methods, one hundred Xiong Wuliang is not as cunning as the cunning and full of scheming.

But if you talk about all kinds of wonderful ideas, skillful skills - Zhao Hua is far from keeping up with Xiong Wuliang's thinking.

Is the Lord really planning to put the manure in a pot and throw it onto the top of the city?

You can't just throw away the letter of persuasion, right?
Chapter completed!