Seven Hundred and Twentieth: Wrangling League (7)

"Mr. is really good at predicting things. These mobs are really unbearable."

Originally, King Changshou was very afraid of the strength of the allied army, the camp stretching for two hundred miles, just looking at it felt cool.

He thought that the allied forces would attack when they were almost assembled, but he didn't expect that they were still moaning on the spot, indulging in sensuality and singing and dancing for several days in a row. In a flash, it was five or six days, which made King Changshou happy.

According to Meng Zhan's plan, they stayed put on the surface to confuse the allied forces and let them continue to immerse themselves in a non-threatening and comfortable environment, and secretly sent a surprise army to detour and attack the hinterland of Chenzhou. As long as the emperor is taken down and boarded on the dragon chair, King Changshou will then, in the name of Emperor Dongqing, confer titles on the various allied princes, splitting and disintegrating their unity from within, and the allied forces will collapse without attack.

Now, everything is going according to plan, can't he be happy?

Meng Zhan was wearing a pure black Confucian shirt, holding a closed jade bone fan in his hand. The fan surface was a bit old, and the fan pendant was worn out in many places.

This jade bone fan is his son Meng's favorite treasure, and now it has become a medium for him to see things and think about others.

Meng Zhanyin sneered and said, "My lord, don't be too relieved, this matter is not over yet. This morning, the spies came back and said that there were new changes on the side of the Allied forces. Because Yang Jian made trouble, he scolded them for being slack and greedy. Consolidate forces and prepare to attack Jiamen Pass."

After King Changshou heard this, his complexion suddenly turned pale, as if he had been covered with a thick layer of powder.

"This, what should I do? How can Jiamen Pass resist these rebellious officials and thieves?"

Jiamenguan is the only way for Huangshui County to enter Chenzhou.

With the help of the Meng family in Cangzhou, King Changshou has conquered 20% of Chenzhou's territory, and is now at a stalemate with the court at another checkpoint.

If Jiamen Pass is breached, the allied forces will be able to catch up with King Changshou's army within two days.

When the time comes to pinch back and forth, it will be troublesome.

Meng Zhan always had an indifferent smile on his lips. He said, "What are you afraid of? It is because they chose Jiamen Pass that we can attack Chenzhou with peace of mind. If the allies choose to divide their forces, it will be troublesome. Jiamen The pass is located at the key point of the mountain range, the situation is steep, and the mountains have great ups and downs. At Jiamen Pass, there are two mountains facing each other, steep and precipitous, shaped like a gate. It is not easy to fight here."

King Changshou was anxious, Jiamen Pass was indeed easy to defend and difficult to attack, but he had an army of 400,000, and he could pass through it with human heads.

"gentlemen,

There are so many traitors from the Allied army, I am afraid that a mere Jiamen will not be able to stop them... If they are willing to employ people..."

"Impossible." Meng Zhan said decisively, his eyes were cold, "The prince thinks too highly of their integrity, a group of greedy people, who is willing to sacrifice the soldiers under his command and use their corpses to clear the way for others? No one is willing , so the prince should rest assured. Jiamenguan can at least withstand the allied forces for half a month. Half a month is enough for us to overthrow the world and make you the emperor."

There are quite a few elites in the Allied Forces, but they can't stand too much selfishness.

Before the Jiamen Pass, I don’t know how many elites will fold here, haha.

Meng Zhan tapped the palm of his hand lightly with the jade bone fan, his brows and eyes were full of sharpness, carrying a strong killing intent.

"The place of Jiamen Pass has always been easy to defend and difficult to attack. I don't know how long it will take for the Allied forces to capture it."

The Allied forces set off from camp and finally set up camp outside Jiamen Pass. Jiang Pengji and Huang Song took people out to inspect together.

Looking into the distance from a high position, you can vaguely see Jiamen Pass among the mist.

Jiang Pengji's eyesight was excellent, and she could see more clearly. She found that there were many new signs of destruction near the closed door.

Not long ago, Jiamen Pass was still owned by the imperial court, and the soldier stationed there was also an experienced veteran, relying on natural dangers to keep King Changshou's army out of the pass. No matter how King Changshou tried to attack and fight, the defenders just couldn't shrink back, and they were determined to defend to the death.

It's a pity that Jiamen Pass was broken.

Huang Song knew that Jiamen Pass was easy to defend and difficult to attack, so he wondered how King Changshou broke through here, relying on a pile of heads?

Feng Zhen and others also came out to vent, and checked the enemy's situation by the way, looking for inspiration.

"Does my lord know what's going on?" he asked Jiang Pengji.

Cheng Jing and Feng Jue secretly looked at each other, didn't they... ask the wrong person?

In this case, instead of the lord asking the counselor, how did it become a counselor asking the lord?

Jiang Pengji narrowed her eyes, "It should be on fire."

Huang Song asked, "According to the reports from the spies, there are indeed traces of fire outside Jiamen Pass. However, the weather has not yet warmed up, the snow has not disappeared, and there are steep mountain walls near the closed gate. The trees and weeds have been cleared, and there is still snow... How can we set fire to Jiamen Pass?"

In this case, there is nothing to burn if you want to burn it.

Jiang Pengji raised her lips mockingly, and Yang Si and the others thought of a possibility at the same time.

"It's a corpse..." She said the answer.

Yang Si couldn't help being speechless, "I don't know who came up with this plan, it's so vicious?"

The corpse is flammable, and there is fat under the skin. Once it catches fire, the fire is very strong and difficult to extinguish.

When attacking Jiamen Pass, the one who left the most corpses must be the one who attacked the city.

Is King Changshou crazy, to use the corpses of his own dead soldiers as fuel to burn Jiamen Pass?

"How do I know?" Jiang Pengji laughed, "Jingrong once worked for Changshou King. Is there anyone who is suitable?"

In the past, Yang Si might have thought that Jiang Pengji was overturning old scores.

Now, he didn't even bother to think about it, his master had such a temper.

Yang Si thought about it seriously, and he said, "I have no impression."

When he was working for King Changshou, the person with the most vicious thoughts was himself, okay?

"Maybe it came later." Feng Zhen said.

Jiang Pengji thought for a while, then raised her lips and smiled, "According to the calculation of time, that person should not be under the account of King Changshou. According to my analysis, the person who made this poisonous plan is probably related to the Meng family. Maybe... that's what Meng Zhan himself said Not sure. After all, this person is indeed vicious."

Huang Song was dumbfounded, "Why is it related to the Meng family?"

Jiang Pengji smiled without saying a word.

Cheng Jing said, "Just look at the results of the battle between King Changshou and Chenzhou. Before the Meng family joined, the Changshou king had already shown signs of decline and even wanted to retreat. But after the Meng family joined, the Changshou king became stronger step by step and quickly regained the situation. The subsequent deployment is far more clever than the past, and it must have been instructed by an expert. It is possible that the one who made the plan and used the plan to break through the Jiamen pass was written by one person."

Huang Song suddenly realized and nodded.

Thinking that the other party might use the dead body as firewood to break through the Jiamen Pass with fire, he couldn't help but tremble, and goose bumps popped up.

"That's true, that person is too vicious."

Jiang Pengji's voice was plain and authentic, "On the battlefield, there is no good or evil, only victory or defeat, and any means are allowed. What is it to burn the corpses of your comrades-in-arms? Victory is the best comfort to the dead. In history, the Is there still a lot of people making dried meat to satisfy hunger?" To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: