At night, the Wei army was in the king's tent.
The generals gathered, and the potters summoned them to the king's tent overnight, and announced to the generals that they would storm Fancheng.
As soon as it dawns tomorrow, Xiang Yu will lead 10,000 soldiers and horses to attack the north gate of Fancheng head-on.
In the direction of the east gate, Meng Tian led an army of 10,000 to feint, and as for the west gate, as well as the south gate, which was not surrounded in the first place, it was abandoned.
As soon as the order to attack the city was given, Fan Xu and other generals who advocated a strong attack were naturally enthusiastic.
"Ahem" the veteran Lian Po coughed a few times, and arched his hand: "King, with all due respect, the old man has recently circled around Fancheng, with my observation, it seems that the city defense on the front line of the West Gate is a little weaker than the rest of the gates, why not attack the West Gate" "Here's why."
The potter smiled secretly, and then showed the silk book secret letter to Lian Po.
Lian Po was stunned, and took a look suspiciously, and the old man's face suddenly burned with surprise, "The enemy general Wei Yan actually wants to cooperate with the inside and the outside, and dedicate the door to help us break the city."
As soon as these words came out, the rest of the generals in the big tent were also inspired.
Zhang Liang also suddenly realized, and understood why the pottery merchant laughed wildly before, and why he insisted on attacking, but he said: "I don't know if this Wei Yan surrendered, whether it was a real surrender or a false surrender."
The pottery merchant's eyes looked at Chen Deng, "Yuanlong, you have been in Nanyang for a long time all these years, and you should have known all about the people and customs of Jingzhou, do you think that this Wei Yan's surrender is somewhat true."
Chen Deng stroked his short beard, pondered for a moment, and said: "Wei Yan is from a humble background, but the martial arts are quite good, I heard that the ability to command the army is not weak, it stands to reason that he is the talent of the pillars of the army, but the king also knows that Liu Biao has always looked at his background first, so Wei Yan has worked for Liu Biao for many years, but he is still only a captain, according to this calculation, he should have a grudge against Liu Biao, Deng thinks that his surrender is eight points true." ” The potter nodded slightly, obviously Chen Deng's analysis was on his heart.
Although Wei Yan is famous in history, he is just a small person at this time, but Chen Deng can understand such a small person so well, which shows that he has put a lot of effort into guarding Nanyang over the years.
Tao Shang then sneered and said sarcastically: "Wei Yan is such a talent, Liu Biao doesn't know how to reuse, he deserves to kill himself, this king's destiny is really not ordinarily good, it is really heaven to help this king." ” At that moment, the potters were convinced of Wei's surrender, so that the generals did not need to be pregnant anymore, and each acted according to the order, preparing to attack Fancheng together.
The order was handed down, the generals retreated with the hunting and fighting spirit, and the pottery merchant stood outside the tent door, staring at the direction of Fancheng in the night, and the killing machine in the eagle's eyes had been wildly ignited.
"Liu Biao, don't you think that Fancheng is impregnable, Lao Tzu will give you another surprise."
West Gate of Fancheng.
A young lieutenant, with deep brows and heavy eyes, calmly walked on the city wall, inspecting the situation outside the city.
After walking a few steps, he stopped, and a team of people appeared in front of him, and the first one who rode a tall horse and was imposing was this Fancheng coach Cai He.
Cai He inspected the Wei Yan defense area, summoned Wei Yan to the front as usual, picked the bones in the eggs for a long time, pointed at Wei Yan, and explained a lot of truths, as if Wei Yan was a small soldier who didn't know the art of war, and he still needed him to guide.
Wei Yan frowned, listened to it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say: "The last general has been leading the army for many years, and the matter of defending the city is very clear, so I don't have to worry about the general." ” "What about leading the troops for many years, bringing the soldiers for so many years, and you are just a small captain, it can be seen that you have no ability, I am impatient to explain a few words to you, if there is any flash, can you afford to take responsibility" Cai He reprimanded Wei Yan with a face.
Wei Yan was reprimanded, he wanted to be dissatisfied in his heart, he secretly gritted his teeth, and wanted to attack several times, but in the end he just held back.
Cai He had learned enough lessons, so he glared at Wei Yan and turned his horse away.
"You don't know how to fight, if it weren't for the power of your Cai family, how could you ride on my head, if I Wei Yan wasn't from a humble background, how could I be just a school captain for so many years, hum, wait, you clan waste, the days of riding on my Wei Yan's head are coming to an end" Wei Yan looked coldly at Cai He's figure with his head held high, and in his eagle eyes, a cold revenge and killing machine quietly burst out.
The next day, the Wei army's large-scale attack on Fancheng began.
According to the prior plan, the pottery merchant ordered tens of thousands of Great Wei soldiers to launch an unprecedented fierce attack on the two city gates in the northeast of Fancheng.
The potters naturally knew that Fancheng was strong, and forcibly attacking the city could only be a futile loss to the soldiers, but in order to cooperate with Wei Yan's internal and external cooperation, the potters had to spend some money to attract Cai He's attention.
Tens of thousands of Wei soldiers attacked very hard for two days, paying the price of more than 1,000 soldiers killed and wounded, but they failed to shake Fancheng at all.
After Cai He repelled the onslaught of the potters for two days, he gradually found his self-confidence, and couldn't wait to send people to the south bank to send good news to Liu Biao to invite him.
And the self-confidence of the defenders of Fancheng has also been improved from these two victories, and the Chu army began to feel that the legendary potters did not seem to be so terrible, and the myth of invincibility may be ended in their hands.
Liu Biao and their Chu monarchs and ministers also came out of the shadow of Wen Ping's killing and Xinye's fall, optimistic that Fancheng had blocked the pottery merchants' progress, and their Great Chu State would turn from danger to safety.
The dark clouds that hung over the hearts of the Chu people were gradually far away, and they seemed to think that it would not be long before the potters under the old city of Shi would have to retreat due to the civil strife caused by the rebellion of the clans in the country.
Liu Biao sent a letter of commendation, praised Cai He, and generously announced that as long as the defenders of Fancheng could defend until the pottery merchants retreated, everyone would be rewarded.
Just when Cai He was immersed in Liu Biao's praise, it was dusk, and more than 10,000 Great Wei Iron Horsemen had quietly circled to the vicinity of the west gate of Fancheng.
Before the last ray of the remnant sun set, the majestic figure of the pottery merchant appeared in front of the Yin Gate of Fancheng, and immediately crossed the knife, looking at the enemy city from afar.
The foreplay has been played out, and today is the time for the real highlight.
Looking back behind him, 10,000 knights lined up solemnly, and on every young face, a strong murderous aura was surging.
The killing machine burned wildly in the army, surging and rolling like an undercurrent.
The prototype in the eyes of the potter is becoming more and more intense.
In the past two days, he had several exchanges with Wei Yan, and it was decided that in the evening of this day, Wei Yan would seize control of the West Gate, open the city gate and let his army enter the city.
As long as the pottery merchant can let his Great Wei's iron cavalry smoothly rush into Fancheng, even if Cai He transfers all the troops in the city, he will not be able to stop the pressure of his iron cavalry.
The sun has set.
"Light the wolf smoke signal."
The potter shouted without hesitation.
Under the royal order, three beacon fires were lit, and thick black smoke rose into the sky, clearly visible within a radius of more than ten miles.
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At the head of the city, the defenders of the Chu army quickly discovered the wolf smoke, looked in the direction of the wolf smoke, and immediately saw the overwhelming Great Wei Iron Cavalry with no end in sight.
The sound of the gong warning immediately sounded at the head of the city.
The sentry who was the first to spot it screamed, and soon the defenders of the city, who had discovered the enemy's situation, all shook.
Another foreign lieutenant in charge of the defense of the West Gate waved his sword and shouted: "Quickly go and report to General Cai, the Chu army is attacking my West Gate, everyone will go to the city, and you must not do it."
Before the word "good" could be spoken, a cold light flashed, and the bloody head of the lieutenant rose into the air and fell off the city.
The blood-spurting corpse shook a few times and fell in a pool of blood.
Everyone was stunned, and looked at the man with the knife in shock, and everyone changed color in an uproar.
The murderer was none other than Captain Wei Yan.
The soldiers and soldiers of Chu immediately became a pot of porridge, they couldn't figure it out, how dare Wei Yan attack his colleagues, could he still want to rebel The corners of Wei Yan's mouth raised an unprecedented sneer, and he shouted, wielding a blood-stained broadsword, and killed those panicked soldiers.
At the same time, more than 200 descendants under Wei Yan's command also launched at the same time and killed the rest of the Yang army.
In the blink of an eye, the city was full of terrible noises, howling and falling into chaos.
Most of Cai He's main forces were attracted to the north gate, the east gate, and the defenders on the west gate by the pottery merchant's previous feint, but there were only more than 1,000 people.
If Cai He was prepared, a thousand soldiers and horses would be enough to deal with the sudden attack of the Chu army and hold out until reinforcements arrived.
It's just that no one thought that Wei Yan would launch a rebellion and kill the captain who led the troops, leaving the thousand defenders in a chaotic situation with no one to command.
In the blink of an eye, a thousand defenders were killed by Wei Yan until the ghost cried wolf.
As if he wanted to vent the anger that had accumulated over the years, Wei Yan slashed away with a big knife, mercilessly harvesting people's heads.
The blade is everywhere, and no one can stop it.
Click Two metal cracks sounded, the suspension of the suspension bridge was severed, and the suspension bridge crashed down.
At the same time, Wei Yan's troops at the gate of the city also defeated the soldiers defending the city, and more than a dozen dead soldiers shouted in unison, struggling to slowly push the gate open.
"King Wei, I have taken the city gate, and then it's up to you" Wei Yan stood in the center of the city tower, facing the black iron cavalry outside the city, his knife-like face surging with slaughter and excitement.
In the distance, the potters had already witnessed the chaos found at the head of the city, and soon saw the drawbridge lowered and the city gates opened.
"This Wei Yan, sure enough, is not dishonest, God really helps me."
The potter's excitement was like fire, and his eyes were full of murderous energy, and he immediately prepared to wave his army into the city.
"King, although Chen Deng is seventy percent sure that Wei Yan will fall, but after all, thirty percent are not sure, let's take a look."
Lian Po, a veteran beside him, calmly reminded.
The potter moved slightly, hesitated slightly, but the history of Wei Yan quickly appeared in his mind.
Liu Bei in history trusted Wei Yan very much, and even gave Wei Yan the burden of guarding Hanzhong rather than a cronie like Zhang Fei, and Wei Yan also worked hard for Liu Bei, and never complained.
On the contrary, after Liu Bei's death, Zhuge Liang and his successors were always suspicious of Wei Yan, which made Wei Yan repeatedly show dissatisfaction.
Wei Yan's character is probably a little arrogant, whoever trusts him, he will serve whoever he wants, and whoever doubts him, he will be dissatisfied with whom.
Liu Biao is so distrustful of Wei Yan, and if he has such a good opportunity, the potter will not believe it, and Wei Yan will fake his surrender.
"You have to believe in the king's ability to know people, this king is sure that Wei Yan will definitely fall" The potter decided to drink, his blade-like gaze shot directly at the enemy city, and without hesitation, he pointed at the war knife in his hand fiercely, "The iron cavalry soldiers of the Great Wei Dynasty will enter Fancheng with this king, and let the Chu people lose their hearts again."
In the roar, the war horse under the crotch of the pottery merchant shot out wildly, dancing with a war knife in his hand, and shooting the first soldier to kill and rush out.
The potter had already gone into battle in person, and the rest of the soldiers had no doubts, and 10,000 iron horsemen burst out, killing the sky like a landslide.
The sound of angry waves of shouting and killing, shaking the nine heavens, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, the sky and the earth changing color, and the rolling torrent of steel, with supreme might, rolled towards the west gate of Fancheng.
The potters took the lead, crossed the drawbridge, passed through the city gates, and roared into Fancheng first. isjgy: