Qin Shi: I only work eight hours

Chapter 352 Unexpected Attack

"Correct."

"It's just two intersections ahead, so Zheng'er always had a good relationship with him when he was little."

Zhao Ji nodded and pointed to Xu Lin's right.

Xu Lin and Zhao Ji chatted about Yan Dan as they strolled along, until sunset.

……

the other side.

Wang Jian led his army to Dongyang, the border of the Zhao state.

The first to arrive was the vanguard, consisting entirely of cavalry. The supplies, infantry, and siege equipment were brought up behind.

Are you confident that you can capture Dongyang tonight?

Wang Jian looked at Wang Ben and asked seriously.

Cavalry are not good at attacking cities, and in theory, they should wait for siege equipment to arrive before attacking the city, but Wang Jian planned to do the opposite.

Do you think I won't attack the city tonight?

Then I'll attack the city tonight!

"Father... how many soldiers does the general intend to give me?"

Wang Ben asked in a deep voice.

He instinctively wanted to say 'father,' but this was a military camp.

"one thousand."

Wang Jian replied.

He was a man who thought three steps ahead before taking any action, so Wang Ben's attack on the city was only the first step.

It would be almost impossible for a thousand cavalry to capture Dongyang.

The key question is whether the Zhao army would pursue their victory if Wang Ben's siege of the city failed.

Cavalrymen are far more valuable than infantrymen, but you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub.

Moreover, Wang Jian was not sending these cavalrymen to their deaths.

If these cavalry can capture Dongyang by surprise, that would be ideal.

Therefore, he would not tell Wang Ben his entire plan.

"This humble general will certainly not fail in his mission!"

Wang Ben clasped his hands in a fist salute.

They only had three thousand cavalrymen in total, so allocating him a thousand would already be quite generous.

As for how a thousand cavalrymen could capture Dongyang?

It all depends on human effort.

"Okay, go and prepare."

Wang Jian gave the order.

He was a man who liked to delegate authority, so even though Wang Ben didn't have much practical experience, he still wouldn't teach Wang Ben how to attack cities.

After leaving the main tent, Wang Ben summoned several centurions to his own tent.

"Tonight, we'll cook at midnight and attack the city at dawn."

"My plan is to feint to the east while attacking in the west, catching them off guard. Who is willing to lead troops to cooperate with me?"

Wang Ben got straight to the point.

Time is of the essence; there's no time to waste on these centurions.

"This humble general is willing to go!"

Ximen Kui volunteered.

He was over eight feet tall and had recently reached the Grandmaster level, making him no less formidable than Wang Ben in a one-on-one fight.

"Okay, I'll give you three hundred men."

Wang Ben's eyes revealed a look of satisfaction.

If Simon Kui were to command the battle, they would undoubtedly lose.

But when Ximen Kui was sent as the vanguard, charging forward fearlessly, even Wang Ben felt inferior.

As the saying goes, every inch has its strengths and every foot its weaknesses, and charging into battle is precisely Ximen Kui's forte.

After Ximen Kui withdrew, Wang Ben ordered the immediate commencement of the construction of siege equipment.

Although time is of the essence, having siege equipment is better than having none.

……

at the same time.

Dongyang, Yihong Building.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, Dongyang County belonged to the State of Yue during the struggle for supremacy between Wu and Yue. During the Warring States Period, it belonged to Chu after Chu attacked Yue. A few years ago, it belonged to Zhao after Zhao attacked Chu.

At this moment, the magistrate of Dongyang County was watching beautiful women dance and drinking at the Yihong Pavilion.

The State of Zhao suffered from severe drought and food shortages, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.

What does it have to do with him?

"Magistrate Pang, have some fish!"

"A few more girls were sent from Handan last night."

"One of them has an exceptional temperament and is only fifteen years old. You'll definitely like her!"

"I'll have someone bring her to your room in a moment."

The manager of Yihonglou flattered her.

In order to curry favor with Magistrate Pang, he would send Magistrate Pang women every month.

"Oh?"

"From Handan?"

"Will the King find out about this?"

Magistrate Pang immediately became alert.

Dongyang is not too far from Handan. If this matter reaches the ears of the King of Zhao, he will surely die. Zhao is currently suffering from a severe drought, and the people are restless. It is said that the common people in many counties are plotting rebellion. At this time, instead of thinking about disaster relief, he is thinking about indulging in women; he could easily become a prime target!

"Rest assured, Your Honor, absolutely not!"

"Even if Your Majesty investigates, the investigation will at most reach me. What does it have to do with you, Magistrate?"

The shopkeeper smiled reassuringly.

He was greedy for money, and Magistrate Pang was lustful; they hit it off immediately.

"Well said!"

"What's that woman's name?"

"Not a commoner's daughter?"

Magistrate Pang picked up a piece of fish, ate it, and asked a question.

How can a commoner's daughter, who is always hungry and cold, possibly have any elegance?

Although Magistrate Pang was very ugly, he liked women with good temperament. The more a woman looked down on him, disliked him, or despised him, the more he liked her.

"What's it called, Autumn? It seems to be called Late Autumn."

"Won't the adults know when they see it later?"

The shopkeeper was all smiles.

As the state of Zhao gradually declined, he planned to leave Zhao next year.

Although Magistrate Pang had some connections in the court, as the saying goes, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. In addition, Qin was eyeing Zhao covetously, so it was better to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible.

In fact, when he obtained this 'Late Autumn', he had already considered whether to take this opportunity to leave the State of Zhao directly.

The problem is that his money hasn't been transferred out yet, and the Yihong Building hasn't been sold. For a wealthy businessman like him, even leaving would take time.

"Makes sense."

"I heard you want to open another Yihonglou in the Yan Kingdom?"

Magistrate Pang stroked his beard and asked.

He was short in stature, but had a very long beard, so he looked somewhat comical.

"Correct."

"I owe my current success entirely to your patronage, Mr. Pang."

"Once we reach the State of Yan, the money I earn will also be yours, sir."

The shopkeeper smiled apologetically.

After speaking, he dismissed his attendants, walked to Magistrate Pang's side, and lowered his voice.

"The Giant Man".

"In my opinion, you should also consider your way out."

"Dongyang is close to the Qin state, and although it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, the tyrannical Qin should not be underestimated."

The shopkeeper offered his advice.

In reality, he didn't care about Magistrate Pang's life or death at all. He said this purely to gain Magistrate Pang's trust, so that Magistrate Pang wouldn't suspect him and would let him go to the State of Yan.

Once we arrive in the State of Yan, who cares who Magistrate Pang is?

Of course, considering that the State of Zhao still exists, the shopkeeper will try to act as decently as possible. Who wants to make an enemy for no reason?

"It's not that I haven't thought about that."

"But the State of Yan is not as good as my Great Zhao."

“Even if I were to leave, I would go to the State of Chu or the State of Qi.”

"The State of Yan is a tiny place; wouldn't it be easy for Qin to destroy it?"

"Therefore, if you really want to leave, I suggest you go to the State of Qi or the State of Chu."

Magistrate Pang looked serious.

The shopkeeper's mention of "late autumn" had put him in a good mood, which is why he spoke so frankly with the shopkeeper.

"it is good."

"I will seriously consider your suggestion, sir."

The shopkeeper nodded vigorously.

Then he handed a stack of draft paper to Magistrate Pang.

The scrap paper contained descriptions of Wanqiu's family background and personality.

"A distant relative of Lord Pingyuan?"

How did we end up like this?

After reading it, Magistrate Pang looked puzzled.

In previous years, Lord Pingyuan held immense power, and even the King of Zhao had to show him deference.

How long has it been?

Did Lord Pingyuan's distant relative end up as a dancer?

Is Old Wang lying to me?

Was she really a distant relative of Lord Pingyuan?

Puzzled, Magistrate Pang threw a large piece of beef into his mouth, chewing loudly as he walked up to the fourth floor.

Upon seeing Magistrate Pang, the maid immediately led him to Wanqiu's room.

Crunch!

The wooden door opened with a click.

Wanqiu, dressed in a long skirt with lotus-patterned trim, was sitting upright on the couch, sobbing.

Magistrate Pang looked closely and immediately became interested.

She is indeed quite beautiful and has a great temperament.

Just as Magistrate Pang was about to get straight to the point, a soldier suddenly came to report that something big had happened.

"What happened?"

Magistrate Pang looked displeased.

What could be more important than what he has to do now? (End of Chapter)