Liang Jing was also among them. He couldn't help but be secretly excited when he looked at those civilian generals.

"As you have seen, Yangling Pass is indeed a dangerous pass. If we attack step by step, I feel that even if it takes a year or two, it will not help."

Pei Jian said: "Your Majesty, when I was in Chen Dynasty, it was Yangling Pass that protected Shu. I think it cannot be attacked forcefully."

"Your Majesty, I have seen both sides before. It is difficult for an ape to climb." Jiang Cunzhong has good observation skills.

The emperor looked at Lin Feibao.

"Your Majesty, the rock wall is smooth. We can climb up, but we can't hide in the eyes of the defenders. There is a bed crossbow when the door is closed..."

Even a monk cannot fly to the sky or escape from the earth. When climbing on that cliff, it is a good target for the crossbow.

"The false emperor is probably laughing at us in Tongcheng right now." He Lianrong said, "Can I use the room?"

Rooms must be occupied by people from Shu.

Everyone looked at Liang Jing.

Liang Jing lowered his head, "I don't know the general."

Han Ji said: "The false emperor will definitely be wary of this, and it is impossible for the general to surrender!"

Everyone thought that the small Nanzun City had resisted for a day and a half, and they all nodded and agreed with this judgment.

But what to do now?

Once the army is dispatched, it cannot stagnate. Once it stagnates, one's own soldiers will have doubts: Are they encountering difficulties?

Once such thoughts arise, morale will inevitably decline.

But the other side will feel that they have a chance to win, and their morale will soar.

But if you attack the city, you will die in vain!

In his many years of conquest, this was the first time that the emperor encountered such a helpless situation.

Everyone immediately began to discuss how to deal with the current situation.

Some people say that they attacked by force and flooded the pass with a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Some people say that this is just to care about human life. If it is useful, then that's it. But Yangling Pass is so tall that such an siege is useless.

The two groups were frothing at the mouth, and the old thief was even rolling up his sleeves.

Jiang Cunzhong on the opposite side sneered and rolled up his sleeves, as if he would cut off his robe and sever ties with you today.

"Ahem!"

The emperor coughed twice, and the tent that had been a little chaotic just now suddenly became orderly.

The old thief stood in his position with a solemn expression, as if the old gangster's face had never appeared at all.

Jiang Cunzhong looked at the ground with a straight face, as if there was a beauty there that he could touch by squatting down.

"What a fuss!" said the emperor.

No one said anything.

"No more trouble?"

Still no one said anything.
Chapter completed!