My Sims of the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Xiao Heng's tone was too natural.

The Qin army below the city instantly stirred up a commotion of surprise and uncertainty!

Many Xianbei cavalrymen subconsciously looked at Deng Jing's back, then at the young Jin general on the city wall, their eyes filled with suspicion and conjecture.

Murong Yan's pupils constricted slightly as his gaze swept back and forth between Deng Jing and Xiao Heng. Did Deng Jing have a past relationship with the Jin army generals? He had never heard of such a thing!

Why did Fu Fang send Deng Jing with him?

At this moment, Deng Jing's lips twitched slightly.

He could certainly tell the sinister intent hidden in Xiao Heng's seemingly casual remark. It was a thorn in the side of him and the Xianbei people behind him, right in front of everyone!

His face was ashen, and he did not respond to the insincere greetings, but simply stared coldly at the city wall.

Seeing that his little scheme to sow discord had failed to make Deng Jing lose his composure, Xiao Heng's eyes flashed with amusement. He then changed his tone, which suddenly became sharp and sarcastic.

"General Deng has led his troops from afar today. With this impressive force... could it be that he intends to take our Tanxian city with just these few weaklings behind him?"

The phrase "clay chickens and earthen dogs" sounded particularly jarring in the early morning air!

Upon hearing this, the Xianbei cavalry, who had just been suspicious, became agitated again.

Countless eyes turned bloodshot as people brandished their weapons and began cursing at the city walls.

The Xianbei cavalry, which struck fear into the hearts of the Jin army, were today contemptuously referred to as mere chickens and dogs by a young Jin general besieged in a lonely city? What a disgrace!

Murong Yan's face also darkened completely, but he remained relatively calm at this moment, staring intently at Deng Jing to see how he would respond.

The dozens of personal guards behind Deng Jing also showed anger on their faces.

"Xiao Heng!"

Deng Jing finally spoke.

"Is all you can do with your words? With just two thousand crippled soldiers under your command? If you know what's good for you, open the city gates now and you might save it from utter devastation! If you remain obstinate..."

He slowly raised his spear, pointing it at the top of Tanxian city, his killing intent palpable.

"Today, I will wipe out every last chicken and dog in your entire Tan County!"

"Oh?"

Xiao Heng seemed not to see the spear tip pointing at him. Instead, he leaned forward slightly, placed his hand on the edge of the crenellation, and revealed a smile that was almost contemptuous.

"General Deng has quite the arrogance, but..."

He paused deliberately, his gaze sweeping over the enraged Xianbei cavalrymen, and said leisurely.

"Can you command these Xianbei dogs? Don't end up making a laughing stock by issuing orders that don't go as planned."

These words were even more venomous, directly pointing out the potential barriers and hidden dangers that might exist between Deng Jing, a Han Chinese general, and the Xianbei cavalry!

Deng Jing remained expressionless upon hearing this. He had witnessed Xiao Heng's sharp tongue before, having once boasted that the Qin Dynasty would perish within five years.

There's no point in saying more now; he's very clear about the troop strength within the city.

What I don't understand is that Xiao Heng hasn't left the East Sea after all this time.

He stopped arguing with Xiao Heng and abruptly turned his horse back into the formation.

A moment later, Murong Yan shouted.

"All troops, listen to my command! The Jin general is arrogant and stubborn! Immediately surround and seal off the four gates of Tan County..."

Upon receiving the order, the Xianbei cavalry, though frustrated, obeyed the command immediately. The large force began to disperse in an orderly fashion, splitting into several groups and moving towards the other gates of Tan County, forming an encirclement.

As Xiao Heng watched the enemy troops below the city change formation, the mockery on his face gradually faded, and he became calm again.

"You think you can besiege the city with this little force? Issue the order to defend according to the established plan, focusing on defending against enemy cavalry archers and night raids!"

He turned away, no longer looking down at the city walls.

"Supervisor! Look—Deng Jing is gone!"

Han Yong's words made Xiao Heng stop in his tracks, turn around, and rush back to the edge of the battlements.

Among the Xianbei cavalrymen who were deploying their siege formation below the city, Deng Jing's unique human banner had already moved.

With his dozens of personal riders and about five hundred relatively well-armored Xianbei cavalrymen, he broke away from the main force and sped off in the due north direction without any hesitation!

Dust rose, the sound of hooves faded into the distance, and soon it became a rapidly shrinking black line.

North Gate? Xu Xianzhe followed, watching the dissipating dust cloud, and subconsciously said, "Are they concentrating their forces to launch a main attack on the North Gate?"

"wrong!"

Xiao Heng rejected the idea almost immediately, his gaze fixed on the cavalry heading north.

"The entire force didn't even bring a shield; how are they supposed to attack a city? And these are clearly light cavalry!"

In a flash, Xiao Heng repeated the sentence.

"Light cavalry?"

"Wrong, wrong!"

Xu Xianzhi and Han Yong, who were standing to the side, were completely confused.

At this moment, Xiao Heng clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the edge of the wall, but soon pulled back and covered his hand because it hurt too much.

"They didn't come to reclaim Donghai County at all! At least Deng Jing didn't!"

Xiao Heng spoke very quickly, then turned around, grabbed Xu Xianzhi's shoulder, and shook him.

"These Xianbei cavalry are besieging the city here to contain us, but Deng Jing... he has a clearer objective!"

"Deng Jing previously led the Imperial Guards, who are generally not deployed on the front lines but rather to protect the Zong clan..."

"coastal?"

Xu Xianzhi reacted instantly.

"Qiu County! Salt fields! Where is he going? Is going north a detour? Or...?"

Xiao Heng nodded, but did not confirm.

"Given the overall situation of the battle, Pengcheng has already fallen, and there is no need to defend this place at all. We are merely..."

"Han Yong!"

Without further hesitation, Xiao Heng turned and ran quickly toward the North Gate tower, issuing a stern order without looking back.

"This is yours!"

"Yes, sir! Rest assured, Supervisor!"

Han Yong responded with a deep fist salute from behind.

"Zongwen, come with me!"

Xiao Heng called out to Xu Xianzhi, his steps quickening.

He needed to get to the North Gate immediately to confirm the exact direction Deng Jing had gone and to determine his true intentions.

Xu Xianzhi hurriedly put away the map and followed.

The two moved quickly along the city wall, and the guards along the way looked on in astonishment as the supervisor and the chief clerk rushed north.

The Xianbei cavalry outside the city seemed to have little reaction to Deng Jing's departure and continued to carry out the siege order.

When the two sped all the way to the north of the city, Deng Jing had already disappeared behind the hills, leaving not even a speck of dust.

Chen Da, who was guarding the place, rushed forward when Xiao Heng suddenly arrived.

Panting, Xiao Heng leaned against the edge of the stack and looked at Chen Da.

"That cavalry unit... went..."

Chen Da didn't speak, but pointed directly to the east.

Xu Xianzhi looked eastward, then back at Xiao Heng.

"Is it really a salt factory?"

Xiao Heng did not respond and simply sat down against the edge of the battlements.

His consciousness sank into his mind, and he opened that strange ancient book.

[Start Deep Simulation]

[Setting the core condition: Deng Jingdong advances to the target]

[Historical points invested in this simulation: 56]

[Simulation Start]

This time, what appeared before my eyes was no longer words, but a clear and complete picture.

Deng Jing rode alone atop a slightly elevated salt mound, his long iron spear pointing diagonally at the ground, its tip stained with dark red.

Directly ahead, in the core area of ​​the salt field, dozens of Xianbei cavalrymen were riding their horses and wielding their swords.

Salt workers and salt producers were tied up with ropes and made to kneel to one side.

There were already many corpses lying on the ground, some of them from resisters, but many more were innocent women and children.

......

[Simulation Ended]

[WARNING: Due to deep involvement and alterations to the perceptions of key figures and the course of events, the certainty of this historical period has been significantly reduced.]