This is the last day of the fifteenth year of Tianbao, and the residents of Chang'an City, regardless of whether they are high or low, actively respond to the call of the Son of Heaven, and the crowd is enthusiastic and excited, as if they are about to face just a grand event. What he saw in the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info a few days, Qin Jin couldn't help but sigh, people's hearts can be used to the fullest, is this still the Tang Dynasty he knew when he first came to this world?

In fact, this is what the Tang Dynasty should look like in Qin Jin's mind.

All of a sudden, everyone participated in this unprecedented "grand event", and they didn't even have time to take care of the most important and festive days of the year.

Compared with the thriving faction in the siege, the Yan army, which had the initiative in the siege, slipped into the darkness with no fingers in sight day after day.

The night became thicker and thicker, and there was a dead silence over the Yan army camp, and only the sparse wind lamps in the camp flickered.

In the tent of the Chinese army, the butter wax flame was sizzling, and the strong smell of wine and the sour smell of vomit permeated the lamp.

"Dashuai, don't drink it, how do we deal with it, we have to find a way!"

Zhang Tongru knelt in front of a drunken and swaying drunk, and persuaded each other bitterly.

"Drink this bowl of wine first, and then talk ......"

A wine bowl was pushed in front of him, Zhang Tongru gritted his teeth, picked up the wine bowl and poured it clean, and then slammed the wine bowl on the table.

"The Tang army is noisy outside the gates of each battalion day after day, and at night, hundreds of people who come forward will defect to the past, and if we don't pay attention to them and don't wait for them to attack, we will collapse first!"

With the smell of alcohol, Zhang Tongru also changed the normal state of groveling in front of Sun Xiaozhe, and his tone couldn't help but harden.

However, Sun Xiaozhe did not usually accuse and reprimand in the past, but picked up the wine jug and filled the wine bowl on Zhang Tongru's case.

"One more bowl of ......"

This time, Zhang Tongru took it up and drank a bowl again, but Sun Xiaozhe still didn't give him a chance to speak, and poured the wine full again.

After going back and forth several times, Zhang Tongru finally couldn't help it and protested:

"Drinking, drinking, except drinking, can't the handsome take care of this situation?"

Sun Xiaozhe squinted his drunken eyes as if he didn't understand, and asked rhetorically:

"Isn't the wine delicious? These are all rich people in the suburbs, and they have been cellared for decades. Drink one jar of wine and one jar less. ”

Seeing that his wise and martial handsome man had turned into an out-and-out drunkard, Zhang Tongru was deeply distressed, and replied angrily:

"I'm afraid that our days will be one day less!"

Sun Xiaozhe didn't react, and laughed.

"The good night is short, if there is wine today, you have to get drunk today!"

"Marshal, how did you become like this? Do you really want to wait for the defeat and death?"

"Defeated and killed?"

Hearing Zhang Tongru's questioning, Sun Xiaozhe showed an extremely exaggerated expression, and asked two rhetorical questions in a row:

"How is it possible? How is it possible? I have an army of 200,000 troops, what does he have in the Tang Dynasty? How can he fight me?"

"The spirit of the army has been dispersed, and the army of 200,000 is not as good as 200,000 cattle and sheep. ”

"Fart, fart, fart, fuck off, get out!"

The wine bowl and wine jug greeted Zhang Tongru with the wine, which made him extremely embarrassed, and when he saw Sun Xiaozhe staggering up, he actually pulled out the saber on his waist, so he had to flee in a hurry.

Sun Xiaozhe vented for a while, smashed everything that could be smashed in the tent of the Chinese army, and then summoned the servants, cleaned up the mess, replaced it with a new one, and continued to drink wine and eat meat.

After Zhang Tongru returned to his military tent and hid for a while, the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, if he just gave up and let the marshal give up on himself, wouldn't they have no hope?

An hour later, he returned to the Zhongjun tent, and when he saw Sun Xiaozhe, he cried bitterly, saying that he had something important to repay.

And Sun Xiaozhe seemed to forget all the previous unpleasantness, and urged him to sit down and drink.

"The last general is not here to drink, but has important military affairs. ”

Sun Xiaozhe pointed at him and laughed.

"Just a fourth-grade lieutenant general, what is such a military matter?"

Zhang Tongru's face flushed, and regardless of Sun Xiaozhe's ridicule, he said the words that had been lingering in his heart for a long time.

"If the commander thinks that it is impossible to break through Chang'an, then the strong man should break his wrist and recapture Tongguan, so as to leave a way back for us? Even if the 200,000 troops cannot be withdrawn, we must bring back all the old brothers who have been following us from Liaodong!"

After drinking another bowl of wine, Sun Xiaozhe smiled and said:

"Do you think Ben Shuai doesn't want to recapture Tongguan? ”

For a moment, the drunken commander of the Yan army seemed to have woken up from alcohol, and his speech was no longer crazy, but the infinite desolation revealed between his words made Zhang Tongru's heart burst with despair.

"Both, since the marshal thinks all the time, why not surprise and recapture Tongguan in one fell swoop?"

The formless smile on Sun Xiaozhe's face immediately retracted, his eyes lit up, and he asked:

"Who will be the general, and which battalion will be sent?"

This question left Zhang Tongru speechless.

"This, this...... It's all up to the commander to decide!"

Sun Xiaozhe's expression became a little crazy again.

"I'll make a decision? Will I send you as a general? Do you have the ability? Tell me, which group of men and horses can still get to Tongguan in a complete formation?"

After experiencing the two major events of food shortages and cannibalism, the Yan army seems to be still strong, but in fact it has reached the verge of collapse.

By the time Sun Xiaozhe wanted to recapture Tongguan, the situation and situation he faced no longer allowed him to put this idea into practice.

To put it bluntly, there is a possibility that the risk will be destroyed in an instant, and if you wait so quietly, you can still survive, and maybe there will be a turnaround.

These schemes had already turned in his stomach countless times, until he found that he had nothing to do, and then he was paralyzing the pain of powerlessness with bitter wine every day, but Zhang Tongru couldn't see through this, and he kept making noise there.

However, the wind knows the strength of the grass, and at such a moment when the mountains and rivers are almost exhausted, Sun Xiaozhe understands who treats him sincerely. For example, Zhang Tongru, who is not self-sufficient and noisy one after another, if he doesn't have true intentions, how can he persuade again and again?

Therefore, after venting just now, Sun Xiaozhe's resentment dissipated most of it, and he felt that it was a little inappropriate to treat Zhang Tongru like this, so he changed his attitude. But seeing that he couldn't understand the situation, he made some stupid suggestions, and he couldn't help but get angry.

"Drink, drink all this jar of wine, I will listen to your noise!"

Zhang Tongru smacked his lips, and his heart palpitated.

"Still drinking?"

He didn't drink well, but he was afraid that if he drank another jar of wine, he would be unconscious. But Sun Xiaozhe spoke, so he had to drink five bowls in a row, and when the sixth bowl began, he felt dizzy, as if the whole person was floating.

At this point, Zhang Tongru vaguely heard Sun Xiaozhe chattering, as if talking to himself.

"Although your suggestion is good, it is a pity that it is difficult to realize it now, if you act rashly and do not wait for the Tang Dynasty to attack, we ourselves will have to disperse and disintegrate first. ”

As he spoke, Sun Xiaozhe looked up at the top of the tent, as if to prevent the liquid in his eyes from spilling out.

"The wall outside the barracks was originally designed to prevent a sneak attack by the Tang Dynasty, but now, it has become a shackle and barrier that binds the people and horses together, and once the people and horses get out of the wall, God knows what will happen. ”

A few days ago, in the face of the provocation of the Tang army, Sun Xiaozhe tentatively sent two groups of men and horses to attack 10,000 people to flank them, but in the end they failed. Moreover, the men and horses of the Tang army were not superior to the Yan army. This defeat further shook the already low morale of the army, and also made him completely sober up from the fantasy he had been immersed in.

However, Sun Xiaozhe would rather never see the situation clearly and be confused all the time, so as not to lose hope and lose self-confidence.

On the surface, it is now 200,000 Yan troops surrounding Chang'an, but in fact, the Yan army has trapped itself outside Chang'an City, unable to move at all.

The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, and I saw that Zhang Tongru was already lying on the desk, his back was rising and falling rhythmically, and he was still muttering to himself, Sun Xiaozhe got up and pushed him.

"Go out and vomit, don't make me a miasma. ”

Of course, Zhang Tongru didn't dare and didn't want to vomit here, but at this moment, his body seemed to be no longer his, and he didn't listen to the call at all. He tried hard to raise his head, trying to see Sun Xiaozhe clearly, but the sky was spinning, and the whole person immediately lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Obviously, Sun Xiaozhe was also a little dizzy, his body staggered, and he only kicked the muddy Zhang Tongru contemptuously.

"Useless things, this little amount of alcohol, what is strong?"

It seems that he has completely forgotten that he has just forced him to drink most of the jar of wine.

After another kick, Zhang Tongru was completely unconscious, and his snoring suddenly rose with a heavy snort, and he was drunk and fell asleep on the spot.

Sun Xiaozhe sat back on the couch weakly, no longer using a wine bowl or wine jug, but picked up the wine jar and poured half of his stomach.

Then he threw the jar on the ground, and the wine inside splashed all over the ground in an instant.

Sun Xiaozhe's gaze gradually turned cold, and then it was extremely cold, and a thought repeatedly swirled in his mind.

This thought has been on my mind for some days, but I have not been able to make up my mind, and I dare not make a decision easily.

And now, with a hazy drunkenness, Sun Xiaozhe unconsciously made a decision.

Since it is irretrievable, it is simply broken and broken, and we must not sit idly by.

After a long time, Sun Xiaozhe gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence.

"It's better to be broken than to be complete!"

At the same time, Zhang Tongru seemed to have reacted to his words, and even muttered vaguely.