After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo's cheeks instantly turned red with embarrassment.
Because she remembered that she had indeed said such words.
This, this is so shameful.
Yang Buhui said that she heard it accidentally, but God knows whether she heard it or saw it.
Zhou Zhiruo glared at Yang Buhui fiercely.
After receiving this warning look, Yang Buhui hurriedly said: "Sister Zhou, don't be angry, I was just joking with you. The war is about to start. It won't be too late to teach me a lesson after we break Lin'an."
Zhou Zhiruo snorted coldly: "Hmph, you bunch of stinky girls, it's okay if you just peek, but you even dare to make fun of me. I'll settle the score with you later."
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The battle to attack Lin'an has begun, and the soldiers under Zhang Wuji's command are all fighting bravely. After all, this is their first battle since they came south, and they must get off to a good start.
The familiar shouts and cries of killing once again reached everyone's ears. Zhang Wuji had not heard such sounds for a long time.
The last time I heard this kind of sound was when I was fighting against Zhao Min.
Similarly, Zhou Zhiruo also missed this voice very much. At this moment, a smile even appeared on her beautiful face.
Many years ago, when the people from the six major sects were captured alive by Zhao Min and brought to Yuan Dadu, Zhou Zhiruo told Zhang Wuji that she wanted to go to Caishikou to watch the beheading to refresh herself.
In fact, Zhou Zhiruo is also a very wild person in her heart, but her wildness is concealed by her beauty.
Many soldiers privately called her a fairy, and because of this, Zhou Zhiruo had to be more restrained.
She didn't want to leave the reputation of having a fairy face but a devil's heart to the soldiers around her.
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Accompanied by the sound of the attack horn, the soldiers under Zhang Wuji began to charge towards Lin'an City.
Fu Zhong looked around from the top of Lin'an City. Although the number of Ming troops under the city was only 10,000 more than his side, their momentum was more than one level higher than his side.
Zhang Wuji's army had flags flying, and the 30,000-man army had hundreds of battle flags.
Moreover, the weapons of his soldiers had long been polished to a shine. At this moment, it was just after noon, and under the sunlight, they were extremely dazzling.
Fu Zhong took a deep breath and waved his hand. Countless arrows poured down desperately. In an instant, hundreds of Ming army soldiers fell to the ground.
Although Zhang Wuji felt a little heartbroken, he had no better solution.
Just like he said before, there is no immortality in war.
Now, the only way to minimize our casualties is to capture Lin'an as soon as possible.
It would be embarrassing if he really waited until Zhu Yuanzhang's reinforcements arrived and he still hadn't taken Lin'an.
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A moment later, countless siege ladders were set up on the city walls of Lin'an.
But for the siege, this is just the beginning.
For the attackers, being able to put a ladder on the top of the city wall only proves that you are not a loser, but whether you can climb up the ladder depends on your real ability.
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Accompanied by endless shouts and cries of killing, Zhou Zhiruo said to Zhang Wuji: "My enemy, do you remember, if it were in the past, the two of us should have taken the lead in climbing up the city wall. As long as we can keep our footing, the soldiers below can attack continuously."
Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "I remember. How could I not remember? I remember every little detail of my time with you."
"But that method of attacking the city also has many disadvantages. The position on the top of the city wall is mostly too narrow. We can stand on it, but the soldiers behind us may not be able to stand on it."
"Wait a little longer. When the defenders on the city walls focus all their attention on the battlefield in front, we will use black fire to blow up the city walls."
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About a quarter of an hour later, the casualties of the Ming army had reached thousands. The intensity of the battle was far beyond the imagination of both the attackers and defenders.
Fu Zhong, who was directing the battle on the city wall, was also extremely frightened.
This kind of battle that entered a fierce battle from the very beginning was his first time experiencing it. The arrows in the city were consumed much faster than he had imagined. The general next to him said to him: "General, should we use kerosene to burn it? The Ming army below the city is overwhelming and rushing up desperately. One barrel of kerosene might burn at least ten people to death."
Fu Zhong hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's wait a little longer. The fighting has just begun. Kerosene is very difficult to make. If we use it now, when the two sides fight fiercely in a few days, we will have nothing to defend ourselves against the enemy."
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Now, Fu Zhong's idea is to hold on and wait for help. He is still waiting for Zhu Yuanzhang's reinforcements. According to Fu Zhong's calculations, Zhu Yuanzhang's reinforcements should arrive in ten days or half a month, but Zhang Wuji wants to wipe out all the defenders in Fu Zhong City tonight.
About two quarters of an hour later, Zhang Wuji's offensive continued unabated, and each wave was getting stronger than the last.
The soldiers on both the attacking and defending sides were stunned. One side only knew how to charge, while the other side also received orders that they could not retreat even if they died.
Fu Zhong still had some confidence in Lin'an's city defense. The soldiers stood on the top of the city wall, which was more than three meters high, and shot arrows continuously. They were not allowed to retreat a single step. As long as his own soldiers did not collapse, he would naturally retreat when Zhang Wuji could no longer withstand the endless casualties.
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The number of casualties among Ming army soldiers continued to increase. Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo could still bear this scene, but Wei Xiangjun and Yang Buhui were already heartbroken.
Yang Buhui said: "Brother Wuji, it's almost over. The war has not been going on for long, but the casualties of the soldiers are probably about to reach two thousand."
"If the number of casualties continues to increase, the morale of the army will be disrupted."
Zhang Wuji didn't say anything, but Zhou Zhiruo scolded him, "You little girl, if we can't take Lin'an today, the battle tomorrow will be even more difficult."
"Even if there are heavy casualties, so what? As long as we keep up the momentum and continue the offensive, our morale will not weaken."
"Zhang Wuji's original intention was to attract the attention of the enemy troops defending the city to this place. Only in this way could he achieve the effect of catching them off guard when using black fire to blow up the city walls later."
"The casualties now are a bit large, but the casualties now are only for the sake of smaller casualties in the future."
Yang Buhui was speechless for a moment: "Sister Zhou is teaching me a lesson. I was just a little anxious because I saw that the soldiers suffered heavy casualties."
Looking at the embarrassed expression on Yang Buhui's face, Zhou Zhiruo seemed to feel that her words just now were a little too harsh. She hurriedly said to comfort her: "Sister Buhui, I am not lecturing you. I am just talking about the facts. My tone just now seemed a little too harsh. You are not allowed to hold a grudge against me in your heart."
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