Shen Bing secretly said that Zhao Jun's reaction was slow, and it only took two days for him to realize that the Qin army's defense was fraudulent.

But this doesn't seem surprising.

The Qin army had been at war with the Zhao army for several months before, and the Zhao army knew exactly how many troops the Qin army had.

At this point only a rough calculation is needed:

Yang Duanhe led the main force of 70,000 people.

There is another large number of Qin troops in Ci County.

How many troops are there elsewhere?

Yang Ting led Shen Bing to the case, where a map made of sheepskin was spread out.

"According to reports from spies, Zhao Jun may have sent 5,000 men to Anyang!"

"Our army has a thousand troops in Anyang."

"It may be possible to stay on guard for a while, but as time goes by..."

Shen Bing understood what Yang Ting meant.

Siege warfare is actually a war of attrition.

The Zhao army's five thousand troops can withstand the depletion, but the Qin army's one thousand troops may only be exhausted in a few days.

Then it will collapse due to too few troops, full of loopholes, or total morale.

At this time, a Qin general stood next to him and said:

"I think we should be defensive."

"If we force a counterattack as planned..."

"Zhao's army has 15,000 troops and our army has less than 8,000 troops. The chance of victory is not good."

"Once the counterattack fails and we lose our troops and generals, we will no longer be able to resist the Zhao army's attack, and the battle will be considered lost."

Shen Bing looked at the Qin general, but he looked handsome and mighty.

Yang Ting introduced:

"This is the master of two to five hundred fields."

"I have been fighting with the general for many years."
Chapter completed!