Accompanied by Han Zhong, Zhao Muyun immediately climbed to the top of the city wall to check the defenses.
Looking at the Tatar camps stretching for dozens of miles outside the city, and the exhausted but determined-eyed soldiers and civilians in the city, he felt a mixture of emotions.
"Captain Zhao, the situation is strange right now. The Tartars are facing off against the Jin army, giving our army a break. But it seems the Jin army is just trying to bolster their morale; they definitely won't fight the Tartars!"
Han Zhong said, "Also, although Princess Qinghe actively promoted the alliance, Xiao Cheyun was just perfunctory. I arranged for him to garrison Wuzhou City, but he was just putting in the work without putting in any effort."
"I know all of this!"
Zhao Muyun interrupted him, his eyes burning, "This situation won't last long! When I passed through Jinyang from Yanzhou, I wanted to have my apprentice come to see him and give him and the King of Jin a surprise."
"Who would have thought that he would be escorting food and supplies to Mengjin?"
On the top of Shuozhou City, the night is as dark as ink, but it cannot conceal a silent boiling.
Zhao Muyun's return injected new life into the dying Shuozhou. The order was passed quietly.
"The Tartar camp's defenses have clearly been strengthened, especially in the direction facing Prince Jin. It seems the rumors have worked."
"Wulianha's condition has indeed improved. Yesterday, a general came into the tent and held a long meeting."
"But the Tartars remained motionless, as if they were waiting for something."
Han Zhong also reported.
Zhao Muyun listened silently, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the cold parapet.
Gridlock is good, but it won't last forever.
The Wuliangha were not stupid, and neither was the King of Jin.
They are all waiting, waiting for the other party to reveal a flaw first, or waiting for a variable to break the balance.
"We are the variable!" Zhao Muyun suddenly spoke, his voice low but full of unquestionable power. "We can't wait for them to make the first move."
"The Tartars are waiting for Wuliangha to fully recover, and the King of Jin is waiting for the Tartars to fight us to a decisive defeat so that we can both take advantage of them. We must not let them have their way."
"Boss Zhao, what do you mean?" Han Zhong couldn't help but ask.
"Show the enemy weakness, lure them out, and then... strike with thunder." A cold glint flashed in Zhao Muyun's eyes. "We need to make the Wuliangha think we're almost gone, and won't be able to hold out until Prince Jin makes his move."
"We must also make the King of Jin realize that the Tartars are about to launch a general attack. If he doesn't take action now, Shuozhou and that 'sharp weapon' will completely belong to the Tartars!"
An extremely risky plan quickly took shape in his mind.
"Old Han, starting tomorrow, the city wall defenders will be reduced by another 30%, and some of the flags will be taken down."
"Send someone to deliberately drop some broken weapons from the top of the city wall to make the smoke from the cooking fires thinner."
"Also, arrange for people to go out through the secret passage overnight and plant 'caltrops' and 'horse traps' along the possible Tartar attack routes, especially those blind spots in the city walls that are out of reach of the trebuchets. The more the better."
"Get the last few cans of kerosene mixed with the poison ready."
"I will also have Old Tang lead the Divine Machine Battalion and be on standby at all times. At the most critical moment, we will drop all the remaining 'Sky-shaking Bombs' onto the area where the Tartars are most concentrated!"
"Captain Shen, have your eunuchs deliver a large gift to the King of Jin. Tell him that Han Zhong has died from his injuries in Shuozhou City. The Shuozhou army is demoralized, and some generals are considering surrendering the city. Ask him to make a quick decision!"
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