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Chapter 151: 7% chance of winning

"General." After Kuang Xingquan came back, he said with a bit of surprise on his face: "The spearmanship used by the enemy general is exactly the same as Wen Nian's."

"I saw it." Zong Yanli nodded to indicate that he saw it.

The third fight will be more crucial now. Zong Yanli originally wanted to order Fu Jiashi to fight, but considering that he had not fully recovered from the injury from the military stick, he instead ordered Li Hu to go.

Xie Hu was not good at fighting, so the third match lasted a long time and ended in a draw.

Zong Yanli had a general understanding of the situation inside Luoshang Pass. He estimated that there were not many men under Sha Haoqian who could fight. Since the situation was almost over, he decided to withdraw his troops temporarily and garrison outside Luoshang Pass before making plans for the next step.

Zong Yanli had just given the order to retreat when muffled thunder sounded in the sky. In an instant, heavy rain fell. The soldiers camped in the rain, and the dripping rain flowed down their armor. Zong Yanli and the soldiers carried wood together to build military tents.

"This weather is so changeable." Pei Liang wiped the rain off his face, turned around and took a piece of cloth to wipe Zong Yanli.

"No problem." Zong Yanli waved his hand and asked people to waterproof the grain first, while also being on guard against the enemy troops coming out of the city to attack.

Fortunately, Sha Haoqian still had some self-awareness and did not make any move to launch a surprise attack outside the city.

The rainstorm came and went quickly, and when it stopped, almost everyone was soaked from head to toe.

Zong Yanli entered the military tent and called a mute slave to help him take off his armor and change his clothes. Wearing such wet armor was like gaining ten pounds in weight. He had to change it quickly while there was still time. He could also get some clean water to wipe his body.

"General, Doctor Xiao has sent some ginger soup." When Zong Yanli had finished packing and came out, he saw Gao Feilin coming in with a bowl of ginger soup. The mute slave carried Zong Yanli's wet clothes downstairs to wash them.

"Well, hang up my armor to dry." Zong Yanli responded, took the ginger soup and drank it all, then turned around to rummage through his box, took out the maps and other things and hung them up.

"Yes." Gao Feilin responded, squatted down to assemble the frame supporting the armor, and then picked up the armor and hung it up.

The armor was heavy, and even the mute slave had difficulty holding it. Zong Yanli would naturally not let her die. Usually, when he asked her to take off the armor, he would just help unbutton it.

Not long after, it started raining again outside. The soldiers were busy setting up tents, while the generals had already changed their clothes and hurried to the main tent to discuss matters.

Xiao Tianhe boiled a big pot of ginger soup. Those who arrived early sat aside with a bowl of ginger soup and drank it. No one was left out.

When everyone had arrived, the lights in the tent were all lit and it was very bright. Zong Yanli had also almost finished arranging the maps and other things on the table. Although they were still a bit simple, they were at least readable.

"Come, let's all tell us what we saw in today's fight. The enemy doesn't have many generals under their command..." Zong Yanli stood up and started a discussion with everyone. He began to recall the shape of the Luoshang Pass city wall that he saw today, and began to outline the terrain.

First, fill in the missing or changed parts of the surrounding terrain.

Then we can make rough guesses and inferences about the height of the towers on the Luoshang Pass city wall and the specific locations of the defenses.

Finally, they discussed the next steps, such as where to attack the city, etc.

"That's all for today." When the candle burned down to half, Gao Feilin ran several times to pour water and serve tea, and finally rested. Zong Yanli breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It seems that our army has a 70% chance of winning this siege."

"First use courtesy, then force. Gentlemen, please write a letter of persuasion to surrender and send it to Luoshang Pass." Zong Yanli looked up at Gongsun Pu, Zhan Haoyue and others and said.

"Yes, sir." Gongsun Pu and others immediately stood up and agreed.

Zong Yanli raised his hand to signal everyone to go down and rest, then as if he had thought of something, he called Wen Nian and said, "Wen Nian, wait a moment."

Wen Nian paused, and after everyone had left, Zong Yanli asked Wen Nian to sit down in front of him. He frowned and looked at him and asked, "Maybe asking this may be considered as exposing your scars, but I still want to ask, do you really have no relatives in this world?"

Wen Nian pursed his lips and lowered his head, frowning and tightening his hands on his knees. After a long while, he said, "I was still young when my family suffered, and the only relatives I knew were my parents and family members."

In fact, he couldn't give a definite answer. He just found out that there was no one alive in his family when he was rescued. He also saw with his own eyes that his parents, brothers and sisters all died in front of him.

Wen Nian suddenly recalled the scene at that time, with a bit of anger in the corners of his eyes. He closed his eyes and shook his head, saying, "General, I don't know."

"It's okay." Perhaps Zong Yanli noticed Wen Nian's discomfort, and took the initiative to reach out and press the back of Wen Nian's hand. This might be the first time Zong Yanli took the initiative to touch him.

Wen Nian's eyes were shocked, and he lowered his eyes to look at Zong Yanli's hand covering the back of his hand. The fierceness in his dark eyes faded away silently, and only the sound of his heartbeat in his chest was still violent.

Zong Yanli withdrew his hand after a while and said seriously, "Today, Ah Quan fought against the enemy general named Yang Wei. The spearmanship he used was exactly the same as yours. Maybe it has something to do with your family."

"Next time if this person goes out to fight a general again, you go." Zong Yanli said to Wen Nian, "It would be a good thing if there is a connection."

"If not..." Zong Yanli paused and said, "Since it is your family's unique skill, you might as well kill this person to prevent others from stealing the spearmanship."

Wen Nian blinked and then nodded in agreement.

Zong Yanli stood up and said, "It's alright, you can go back now."

Wen Nian stood up and responded, "Yes."

Wen Nian walked two steps out and then remembered something, turned back and said, "The general hasn't eaten yet, I'll go get him some food."

Zong Yanli felt that he was hungry, so he didn't refuse and let him go. Wen Nian's eyes lit up as he strode out of the tent and headed towards the kitchen. Although Wen Nian was usually taciturn and didn't often hang out with the soldiers.

But their identities and status are different.

The cook in the kitchen couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw Wen Nian coming in person, but then he acted as if he was used to it, gave up the stove, and watched Wen Nian tinkering with it seriously in front of the stove.

"Wow, is Deputy General Wen here to improve the general's food again?" The cook who came in later was surprised and stared at Wen Nian when he saw him.

"That's right..." The old cook who was hiding on the side was shocked: "How can he be called a capable general? Look at how Deputy General Wen serves him."

"Why don't you let us come? You have to come by yourself." The cooks in the kitchen have become accustomed to it, as Wen Nian has come here quite often.