What greatly surprised Liu Bei was that Jiang Siming's army did not attack the city. Instead, they retreated thirty li away and set up camp.
Not only did they fail to attack that day, but Jiang Siming's army also made no move on the second or third day.
Liu Bei feared that Jiang Siming was using the same tactic he had used against Yuan Shu and digging tunnels, so he immediately ordered people to search all the easily excavated ground outside the city every day, guarding against anyone digging a tunnel.
Yet after searching throughout the city and beyond, they found no signs of tunnel digging.
Liu Bei was deeply puzzled. What exactly was Jiang Siming planning? Why had he come here for several days without doing anything?
Wasn't he just wasting military provisions?
After pondering for a long while, Liu Bei still could not figure it out. In the end, he simply stayed inside Pengcheng and stopped coming out.
As the days passed, the soldiers guarding the city gradually grew lax.
They thought Jiang Siming's army had no options left and could only stare helplessly.
Meanwhile, inside Jiang Siming's central military camp, Jiang Siming was leaning against a grand chair, writing and drawing at his desk.
If anyone came over to look, they would definitely think he was reading a heavenly text.
In fact, Jiang Siming was not worrying about attacking the city at all. He was drawing architectural plans. Whenever he had nothing to do in the Three Kingdoms, he drew all the buildings he might need in the future.
He even drew the imperial palace he would build after unifying the realm, modeled exactly after the Forbidden City. Heh heh.
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