When everyone heard this, they shook their heads together. It was obvious that this thing had not appeared in the Great Zhou for the time being.

Zhou Jian also happened to see it in a military program in his last life. He remembered it not long ago and explained at this moment: "The urn city refers to the construction of a city in the city, which is square or oval, with the two sides connecting the city walls."

"There are arrow towers, door gates, tooth walls, etc., which are generally used to resist the enemy's pillars and stone throwing cars, and to set up multi-layer defense lines."

"But this time, I will give up the original city wall, pretend to break the city, lure the remaining 60,000 reserve troops from the enemy into the city, and kill with one blow!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked. It was the first time I heard such a novel way.

Even Zhang Liao, the former commander of the three armies, had never heard of it, but he quickly reacted and exclaimed: "Your Majesty, what do you mean is to build a new city wall in Beilong Pass, let the enemy in, and then close the door and beat the dog?"

Zhou Jian nodded with his hands behind his back: "That's right."

"Now, Zhou Ke's heavy cavalry is preparing for the formation. Even if we are willing to chase it out for a battle, we must be afraid. But as long as we build this Weng City and attract the reserve army to come in, we can perfectly isolate the heavy cavalry from the outside!"

"At that time, Zhou Ke can only watch the battle in the city, and his heart is strong but not strong enough. He witnessed the destruction of his 100,000 reserve troops with his own eyes. It is time. Their three armies are already very weak. It is time to repay the color!"

His eyes were sharp, and his right fist was squeezing like his determination.

Someone was worried and said, "But this is like a battle to the death. If you can't win, Beilong will be lost."

Zhou Jian was determined: "The Beiyuan reserve army will be defeated!"

"When they fall, they will be the strongest heavy cavalry in Beiyuan!"

Suddenly, the people around him were eager to try: "That's right, Your Majesty is right, just 60,000 reserve troops, let them go but never return, and be wiped out!"

"We'll discuss it!"

They all looked like they were injected with chicken blood, and they were also angry when they defended the city every day. Now they were very excited to hear Zhou Jian’s plan.

Wang Yu on the mountainside smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, we will definitely win, but the problem is this wood..."

"How can we build a urn city without giant trees?"

"If the urn city is not built, it will be difficult to encircle it, and it will not stop the heavy cavalry from supporting it."

Suddenly, it was like a basin of cold water pouring everyone present from head to toe, and their faces darkened: "Yes, what should I do?"

Zhou Jian frowned, and at this moment he looked at the dense jungle of the opposite mountain. His brain was running wildly. How did the wood be transported?

And it must be covered up. Lu He's scouts who cannot be allowed to find out, otherwise the effort will fail and the transport team will be intercepted and killed.

Silence, and silence, there was only the sound of the wind whistling on the mountain, and sorrow filled everyone's faces.

Suddenly, Zhou Jian suddenly remembered something and turned around suddenly.

When everyone saw his expression, they were shocked and raised their heads in unison. Could it be...?

"Guanshan, where is Guanshan?" Zhou Jian shouted.

Master Ku quickly turned around and saw Guan Shan rushing over from the alert path on the left wing: "Report, Your Majesty, I am in a humble position, why dare you ask?"

Zhou Jian's eyes were hot: "The last time you investigated the poison, but did you find out here?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, why did they get involved in poison again?
Chapter completed!