The veteran general assigned by Emperor De of Liang was named Hou Qiyun. After he knew that the King of Wei was determined to attack the city, he did not go up to stop him.

Blocking is useless and easy to be held grudge.

But if he was defeated, the emperor might not blame his son for his incompetence. He would most likely scold him first and be old and fought countless wars. Why did he lose his hoarseness now?

Hou Qiyun sighed and ordered someone to get the sand table first.

"This is a trench, three feet deep."

"It's not deep." King Wei said, "I have read it in books and have seen the trenches in the capital, which are mostly more than seven feet long. Yizhou has only been built three feet... Even if a person falls down, he can climb out quickly. It can be seen that the heavens help me, and this battle will be smooth."

He Songning's lips turned downwards. This is the disadvantage of the King of Wei. He knew it but didn't know why.

But he made up his mind and didn't help him, so he said nothing.

It was still the veteran Hou Qiyun, who frowned and said, "This is obviously not consistent with common sense."

"Well, so what?" King Wei was puzzled. Why did Hou Qiyun be so entangled in such a small matter?

"If something goes wrong, there will be a demon!"

"Where is the demon?"

"Of course we have to discuss it again, we have to investigate again..."

"It's just a trench that is a little shallower. Is it not a good thing for us? General Hou was so cautious in fighting in the past and hesitant? If the east wind is not smooth today, it will not fight? If the soldiers guarding the city do not show their heads, it will be different and will not fight? If everything is like this, wouldn't the enemy just scare you away!"

Hou Qiyun frowned: "At least check it out again... If nothing happened, I would have nothing to say."

"Since that's the case, then please let the Old General Hou talk about the tactics of how to attack the city?" King Wei said.

Yizhou City is nearly thirty feet high.

It is precisely because of this that the King of Wei’s personal guard pulled the bow and shot the battle book and tried it three times before he could actually hang it on the top of the city.

If the Meng people were more shameless and only guarded the city without leaving the city, just throwing stones down the city and flying a fire-filled bow and arrow will be enough for them to drink a pot.

Moreover, they were good at using spears. When the siege soldiers finally climbed up the siege ladder, they just stabbed them one by one...

King Wei thought that Hou Qiyun had no good tactics either.

Since ancient times, sieges often require human lives to fill in the siege. How can one not die?

Hou Qiyun sighed, "There is. I have a way, but I have to wait..."

"wait?"

"Yizhou has many mountains and rivers, and August is the flood season. If a flood breaks out, they can't take care of themselves and take advantage of the situation. There are so many difficulties and dangers here. If you want to rely on a hard attack, you may suffer countless casualties..."

"How can I wait? Even if I can wait, can my father wait? Can the people in the city wait?" King Wei said a few words as if he was decent.

The atmosphere became tense.

Suddenly, a soldier whispered loudly outside the curtain tent: "The Meng army has left the city!"

"What?" Hou Qiyun turned around suddenly, this was something he could not have thought of.

The King of Wei immediately stopped talking about tactics, let alone why the trench was so shallow.

He immediately said with great enthusiasm: "Take me on horse!"

The soldiers showed hesitation: "The self-proclaimed general Deji, the Meng clan, who led his army out of the city, wants to duel with His Highness the King of Wei in front of the formation."

The King of Wei hesitated now.

What he imagined was naturally a decisive victory thousands of miles away. He was surrounded by soldiers and just commanded.

Why do you have to go into the duel in person?

He also learns riding and shooting.

But he hasn't swung his knife for a long time...

At this time, the soldiers followed and said, "Deji said, "Let's take a look... see if the son of the Emperor of Liang Dynasty is there."

This is a provocation.

The King of Wei was angry at first, but soon calmed down and thought to himself that I was not up to the Tao. What should I care about with such a reckless man?

The King of Wei turned his head and asked Hou Qi: "Who is better under General Hou's command? Just send it out."

Hou Qiyun secretly scolded King Wei for not being smart when he should be smart, and for being smart when he should not be smart!

Hou Qiyun was really reluctant to let it go, but he still issued a name: "Zheng Feng."

"Okay, let this Zheng Feng go." The King of Wei told the soldiers, "You go and tell Deji, what is he? He is not worthy of fighting with me. Let's fight against the young generals under my command first."

He Songning twitched his lips behind his back.

When it's time to be timid, you'll be timid quickly.

Now my brain is growing again.

When the sound of war drums rumbling, Fang Chengzhong sat at the lower head of King Xuan.

The two of them cooked tea around the stove and looked away from a distance, and could vaguely see the movements of the King of Wei's camp.

"The one who sent it was Zheng Feng, and the one who led the Meng tribe was Deji." Fang Chengzhong lowered his voice.

King Xuan didn't know much about the Meng people, after all, he had never fought before.

But at this time, he saw something: "They are not good at riding and shooting."

"Who?" Fang Chengzhong said in a daze, "Those Meng people?"

"Well, but they are brave and can overwhelm everything. Zheng Feng is Hou Qiyun's personal disciple. Hou Qiyun didn't want to embarrass the King of Wei, so he sent him out. His disciples inherited his caution and caution. If they could see through the weaknesses of the Meng clan and circle them twice on the horse's back, they could win. But if they hesitate because of caution, they would be suppressed by the Meng clan's arrogance and beheaded on the horse." King Xuan finished speaking slowly.

He just finished speaking.

Zheng Feng and Deji met at the same time, and were suppressed by the other party's momentum running towards him.

Zheng Feng pulled back and dodged.

Deji was not afraid of life and death, so he rushed forward and almost broke away from the horse's back.

They couldn't hear the sound from afar.

But you can see blood splattering three feet high.

Zheng Feng's head fell to the ground.

The Meng soldier raised the head with the tip of his gun and laughed: "Bring it to the national teacher, make a footstool!"

How humiliating this is.

King Xuan's eyebrows sank.

A little cold disgust flashed through his eyes quickly, and he didn't know whether he hated the Meng people or the King of Wei who was timid in his tent.

He stood up and said, "It's boring to not watch it."

The news that Zheng Feng's head fell soon reached the big tent.

King Wei was stunned and his throat was dry.

Hou Qiyun suddenly knocked over the hot tea at his hand and said in a lost voice: "The Meng generals are so fierce?"

The tea fell to the ground and there was still heat.

The King of Wei glanced unnaturally and thought to himself that the legendary killing someone is still warm in wine is not just a plot in the story.

The King of Wei looked at Hou Qiyun: "Is this Zheng Feng really powerful?"

The King of Wei did not understand the relationship between the army very much, so he naturally did not know that Hou Qiyun and Zheng Feng were teachers and students.

As soon as these words were said, they were jumping around on the pain of others.

Hou Qiyun's face turned purple and his lips trembled slightly: "I have no idea of ​​teaching."

The soldier was in the tent at this time, saying, "Na Deji was still clamoring, asking us, in addition to King Xuan, there were still half a soldier in the Liang Dynasty who could take action?"

Hou Qiyun's face looked even worse, and his heart was filled with anger and hatred.

Seeing this, the King of Wei struck while the iron was hot and asked, "How dare he be so arrogant! Does the old general Hou have to teach him a lesson in person?"

Hou Qiyun wants to go.

But he was over fifty years old and he knew it himself.

He was fighting in the first half of his life, and he didn't want to die under the hands of a foreign race in the second half of his life.

Hou Qiyun said in a deep voice: "Go and invite King Xuan."

This sentence is simply unacceptable to the King of Wei.

The King of Wei suddenly raised his tone: "Are you afraid of the general?"

Hou Qiyun said: "Deji's words are to provoke us and His Highness Xuan. We must not be fooled, we should ask for help when we should ask for help."

The King of Wei gritted his teeth and thought that he would never do it!

If so, he would be a joke.

King Wei had a sudden inspiration: "In this way... I will bring a few more people up there, and General Hou will give me all the capable people under your command to serve as my personal guard. I will attract attention and they will surround Deji."
To be continued...