Three Kingdoms: I rely on system loopholes to survive

Chapter 15 Look, Do You Have a Mouth?
Zhang Ji looked at the closed city gate, shook his spear at the guards on the wall, and sneered: "Unexpectedly, there is not even a bloody man in Chang'an City!"

He looked at the sky.

The red sun is setting in the west, and it will be dark in a few hours.

It seems that no one will go out of the city to fight.

Zhang Ji sighed inwardly.

Sure enough, there are tall people in the city.

He waved his hand, let the soldiers who had ambushed in advance withdraw, and led the 2000 people back to the camp.

The guards on the city wall could see clearly and blushed for a while.

If they hadn't been stopped by Zhongping before, the entire army might be wiped out now, and Chang'an City would be in danger.

"Young Mansion, we were impulsive just now. If you want to get angry, just punish us, we have thick skin and can bear it."

Listening to the familiar accent, Zhong Ping remembered that the yellow-faced man in front of him was the one whose father hadn't been home for a long time in Luoyang.

He laughed and said, "I'm really angry. After all, that guy down there scolded really badly. If it wasn't for my lack of strength, I would have punched him both high and low."

The yellow-faced man heard Zhong Ping say that he was very angry, and he was ready to be punished.

After hearing this, he immediately relaxed, and patted his chest to promise: "Don't worry, Young Mansion, when we meet that ugly grandson in battle, I will tie him up in front of you and let you beat him up!"

The soldiers on the city wall all laughed and shouted one by one: "Young Mansion, don't listen to Wang Sanhu, it's not up to him to kidnap people!"

"That's right, I have strong hands, I should be the one to tie people up!"

"Fuck you, my ancestors have been butchers for three generations, can you compare to me?"

The crowd jostled and laughed, Zhong Ping not only did not stop, but occasionally gathered a group of men to tell the cold joke he had adapted:
Once upon a time there was a bearded man who was a guest at someone else's house. Seeing that he had too many beards, the wine boy was afraid and did not dare to serve him wine.

The host was surprised: why don't you pour wine for others?
The wine boy said: This man has no mouth!

The bearded man was very angry when he heard this, and he uncovered his beard and exposed his mouth, cursing: Isn't this a mouth, or Grandma Ni's blanket?

Fang scratched his head violently.

He had never seen that senior official like Zhong Ping, who didn't put on airs at all.

Maybe it's because this Shaofu is still young?

Fang Meng thought.

However, the beard has no mouth...

Fang glanced at Zhang Ji below.

Zhang Ji: My back is cold.

The laughter on the city wall was transmitted directly to the military tents outside the city.

Zhang Ji's heart was on fire.

He was ridiculed for failing to calculate, and he hadn't suffered this kind of anger yet.

When we attack the city tomorrow, we'll see if you can still laugh!

Into the night
Zhang Ji rested in the army.

In the dream, he invaded Chang'an City, and the soldiers escorted an old man over and told him that this old man was the expert in the city, and he was always the one who came up with the tricks.

Zhang Ji thought that this old guy had finally fallen into my hands, and was thinking about how to kill him when he heard the loud drumming outside.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The enemy army attacked at night!!"

There was chaos outside, soldiers running and shouting, horses honking, soldiers armor clashing, and human voices mixed together.

Zhang Ji quickly grabbed the spear beside the bed, put on his clothes and came out, grabbed a panicked soldier, and asked loudly, "Where is the enemy army?!"

"Just outside the camp!"

The soldiers were trembling.

"It is estimated that there are tens of thousands of people!"

Zhang Ji frowned.

How many thousands?
Is this because all the defenders of Chang'an have come out to attack the camp? !
Zhang Ji didn't believe it.

But the drums outside the camp continued, and even the ground trembled.

Zhang Jifu listened on the ground for a while, and couldn't help being shocked.

Could it be that they really came out with all their strength to fight us to the death? !
"Where is the military commander?!"

Zhang Ji shouted angrily, cleaned up the soldiers and horses, and led the army out of the camp.

"My dear brother, we have fallen into that man's scheme again!"

When Fan Chou saw Zhang Ji leading the troops approaching, he rushed to meet him, his face full of frustration.

Only then did Zhang Ji see that there were about a dozen big drums in front of the moat, and white sheep and wild dolphins were tied to the drums.

The sound of the drum was kicked out by the white sheep wild dolphin with its hind hoofs. There were not so many people attacking the camp at night!
Zhang Ji cursed.

Zhong Ping and a group of soldiers looked at each other and smiled as they looked at the distress of Fan Chou and the others below.

"A few more people will go down in a while, and you don't need to do anything else, just shout 'enemy attack' twice like before."

Zhong Ping showed a malicious smile.

"Remember to run fast. When the rest of the people go out to meet them, don't forget to poke the wild dolphin. That thing will kick and drum."

Zhang Ji and Fan Chou had just returned to the camp and lay down, when the sound of drums came through again outside.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Fan Chou didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he ran out barefoot, very irritable: "Bring me the knife! Fight with me!"

After a moment.

Zhang Ji and Fan Chou cursed at the empty city gate.

"Brother, these sons of bitches never came to attack the camp! Let's go back to sleep, and next time we hear the drums, just ignore him!"

Fan Chou could barely keep his eyes open, and now he wished he could tear the guy who came up with this bad move to pieces.

Zhang Ji was speechless, he was silent for a while, and then asked: "What if they really attack the camp next time?"

Fan Chou was also silent.

The two supported their tired bodies and led a group of soldiers back to the camp.

Zhong Ping counted the time, turned around and looked at the group of excited soldiers who were eager to try.

"A few more people will go down this time, and bring weapons."

"Not only to shout, but also to shoot a few arrows at the enemy camp."

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Zhang Ji wiped his face, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Come and see what's going on outside."

"General, what an enemy attack!"

The soldier's tone was anxious.

"The enemy has brought bows and arrows!"

With a sullen face, Zhang Ji raised his gun and walked out.

"It's fake again."

Fan Chou picked up the arrow branch on the ground, folded it hard, threw it on the ground and stomped it hard a few times.

"Brother, it's not an option to go on like this."

Zhang Ji gritted his teeth: "Ji is here to watch the night!"

The night is darker.

Zhang Ji shook his head, surrounded by those two thousand soldiers.

Although Fan Chou talked about his virtuous younger brother, he was just talking politely.

Zhang Ji led the remnant soldiers to vote, and Fan Chou had a strange look on his face.

If you really want to get some luggage out of his hands, you have to do these chores yourself.

Zhang Ji thought so, even though he was extremely sleepy, he still didn't dare to close his eyes.

The outside of the city was extremely peaceful, and it seemed that the people in the city also knew that Fan Chou and the others would not be fooled again.

Seeing the stars sinking in the sky, Zhang Ji couldn't help but relax a little.

At this moment, a rain of arrows suddenly shot out from the moat.

Zhang Ji and the others were unprepared.

The soldiers had no time to dodge, many of them were shot in the torso and fell to the ground one after another.

Zhang Ji's eyes protruded, and he swung his spear to sweep away the incoming arrows.

When did these people ambush in the moat? !

"Quickly withdraw!!!"

Zhang Ji roared angrily.

The time has come.

The heavy city gate was opened, and Zhong Ping took the lead, leading more than a thousand guards to rush forward.

(End of this chapter)