With the sound of "plop", there were bursts of exclamations in the distance, and Boyan shook his head speechlessly, I don't know how many traps it is. Since he led the Chinese army to move in the direction of Ximen, the sergeants who explored the way in front of him have constantly fallen into one trap after another, although not all of them are fatal, and they are always terrifying.

His large tent of the Chinese army was being unloaded from the wharf on the riverbank, and since he could not feed the enemy, in addition to the dry rations he carried, only a small amount was left on the navy boat. But now we have to eat immediately, and this is a major matter related to the morale of the military.

The grain and grass of the army are still far away in Tongling, who would have known that after a big battle, in addition to killing tens of thousands of people, almost nothing was captured, thinking of the burned Lugang and more than a thousand heads hanging on the wooden stake, Boyan hated itchy, so he acquiesced to the behavior of Ashu Tu Wuhu.

"Write down, the sailor unloaded the goods overnight, and then returned to Tongling to transport grain, and ordered the local garrison to recruit manpower and ship it by land at the same time." Boyan stretched out his hand to call his own soldiers and ordered them to go down.

This damn guard refuses to let go of the boats on the river, from Taiping Prefecture all the way to here, there is not even a single fishing boat on the entire river, is he really a Song man? is not afraid of being impeached by the imperial history in the court. Boyan remembered the 3,000 captured Song army ships that were burned under the city of Ezhou, which was called unexpected.

"Ningguofu, Hezhou, the envoy of the Wuwei army is still in the army, tell them to transport the grain stored in the city to this place, and everything that arrives will be rewarded." Boyan thought about it again and continued.

"Ordered the Department of Azhuhan to search around Jiankang, but he didn't believe it, he could really empty this Jiankang Mansion." After saying that, he waved his hand and asked his soldiers to go down and give orders.

Looking over from where he stood, the sergeant in the distance was still groping for a trap on the ground, and the farther city had become a black line in Boyan's eyes, and only the big flag fluttering high could barely make out that it was a "Song" character. It seems that this war has only just begun.

Lu Wenhuan and Lu Shikui, Fan Wenhu, Chen Yi and others are gathering in a bunch in his camp, they have just sent away the personal soldiers of the handsome Boyan, Lu Wenhuan took the letter sent, surrounded by his relatives and friends, everyone looked at each other and didn't know what to say.

"If you really can't hide, just send a small army to go, anyway, according to a certain person, Jiankang City will not surrender." The person who spoke was Fan Wenhu, who was named the governor of the two Zhejiang provinces and the right man of Zhongshu with the reduction of the Yuan of Anqing Mansion, and this person was Lu Wende's son-in-law.

"The marshal has clearly ordered all the above, otherwise why do you think it is difficult?" Lu Wenhuan glanced at him, everyone was silent, just send a letter of persuasion, why do you have to go to the capital, although he slandered in his heart, no one dared to declare it.

It's no wonder that they, Boyan seems to have this idiot, in history, just to Li Tingzhi's Yangzhou City, he sent three letters of surrender, and they were all officers above the capital level, and every time the envoy was killed, he was still happy to do it. It can be seen that in Boyan's heart, he also despises these descendants.

This is a life of nine deaths, and success is certainly a great achievement, but failure is a matter of losing your head. The purpose of lowering the yuan was to keep the glory and wealth, how to be willing to do this kind of thing. For a while, it was so quiet in the big tent that it was audible that the needles were falling, and Lu Wenhuan's face became more and more ugly.

"Let's send it, the old handsome in the city hasn't seen me for many years, I don't know if I remember it." A voice rang out, abrupt in the quiet tent.

Lu Wenhuan raised his eyes and saw that he was a big man with a height of nearly seven feet, born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, it was Cheng Pengfei, the commander of Ezhou who had descended to the Yuan with his subordinates the month before, and now he was awarded the post of Jinghu Xuanfu, and he led thousands of people to listen to orders under his account.

This person and his fellow villager, Xia Gui, who supported the army in Huaixi, are in-laws, and they are barely considered their own people. is even more brave and abnormal, Lu Wenhuan hesitated a little, but Cheng Pengfei walked straight to the tent and asked again with his fists.

"Since Cheng Xuanfu volunteered, his courage is really commendable, why hesitate to participate in politics." Chen Yi glanced at Lu Wenhuan and motioned for him to get off the donkey and settle the matter as soon as possible.

"In this way, there will be Lao Xuanfu, this is dangerous, and I hope to take care more." Lu Wenhuan sighed, he had no choice but to hand over the letter to Cheng Pengfei. Cheng Pengfei gave a deep salute, walked out of the big tent without looking back, returned to his station to explain, and rode towards the city gate alone.

Hearing the shouts of the city, Jin Ming stood on the city tower and opened the telescope to look down, he knew this person, and the two could be said to be friends, Jinghu had been separated for a few years, and he didn't expect to meet in such a situation.

It's just that Jin Ming didn't let him in immediately, but connected to Liu Yu through the guò walkie-talkie, and told him about the people from outside the city and their intentions. Liu Yu was not surprised when he heard it, but he felt that Boyan's method was really redundant, and after thinking about it, let Wang Lixin deal with it first, after all, he was the supreme commander in the city.

As the suspension bridge was slowly lowered, Cheng Pengfei urged the bridge to walk towards the city gate, and while waiting for the door to open, his eyes saw several human heads hanging at the city head, as well as the line of words next to it. Although I don't know the details, I can guess a few points, and I don't know if I will become one of them on this trip to the city.

"Let's say that Marshal Yue of Natan Prefecture was sitting in the public court one day, and the spy reported: 'Wushu marched into the army on five routes. Du Chong dedicated the Yangtze River, Jinling has been lost, and the eight monarchs and ministers have fled and do not know where to go! When the marshal heard this, he was so anxious that he cried out: 'Holy Lord! What's the use of waiting! ’”

Cheng Pengfei, who entered the city from the south gate, saw all the way, where it looked like Jiankang City, which was besieged, and it was clearly the Lin'an Mansion during the Shangyuan Festival, where the people gathered under the wooden pillars and listened to the sound of the horn with great interest. He listened carefully, and it turned out to be the story of Grandpa Yue, and when he thought of the origin of his name, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

He wanted to hurry up and rush immediately, but the sergeant who led the way seemed to be deliberate, and led him around the city slowly. What he heard in his ears and what he saw in his eyes, Cheng Pengfei completely extinguished the purpose of this trip, how could such a city and such a person fall!

It was easy to get to the outside of the Yamen of the Commander, Cheng Pengfei dismounted and hurriedly walked into the gate, and hurried to the backyard under the strange eyes of everyone, and saw a white-haired old man lying on a chair, surrounded by several personal soldiers standing with knives.

"See the old handsome, the boy Cheng Pengfei is polite." Seeing his old boss who had only been old for a few years, Cheng Pengfei was a little excited.

"Ah, it's Pengfei, sit down first, and then we'll talk after the old man listens to this." Wang Lixin just looked up at him, and then still concentrated on listening to the sound coming from the loudspeaker outside. One of the soldiers brought a wooden stool and beckoned him to sit down.

This book is not very long, it tells the story of Yue Fei's battle against Niutou Mountain, and the location is in this Jiankang Mansion, but the time of a pillar of incense, Cheng Pengfei feels that life is like a year, like sitting on pins and needles. Finally, with a startling sound, the story in the loudspeaker came to an end.

Wang Lixin sat up from the chair, looked at the tall man not far away, and his heart was also mixed, this is the person he personally promoted during his tenure, from a small capital to a state capital, he once placed too many expectations.

"Pengfei, now is not the time to talk about the past, the old man also knows your intention, apart from this letter, do you want to say anything to the old man?" The old handsome's voice still sounded as sincere and seductive to Cheng Pengfei as before.

"Old handsome, it was not that he had fought hard at that time, but that Xia Gui him" Cheng Pengfei said with grief and indignation, and told the situation of the day in detail, Wang Lixin also shook his head and sighed when he listened.

"If that will still be under the command of Lao Shuai, even if Cheng dies in battle, he will never raise troops to surrender. It is not a pity for one person to die, but it is useless to say anything about thousands of brothers under his command. The old man was angry, so he scolded the boy. ”

Wang Lixin stood up and stretched out his hand to help Cheng Pengfei, who was crying on the ground, but he stretched half and took it back, now they are their masters, and there should no longer be any old friendship on the battlefield.

"The letter has been delivered, and the people have seen it, so go back. The old man said one more thing here, so as to do it himself, don't do that hurtful thing. If you had not come today, the head of the messenger would have been hung on the tower. ”

"Since entering the city, I know that the old man will not do what Boyan wants, but he will go back like this, but he will have a message or letter to bring with him?" Cheng Pengfei stood up and asked with tears in his eyes.

Wang Lixin was silent, he didn't want to write any letter to the enemy commander, but in the end, the two countries were fighting each other, and he was thinking about how to reply when he heard a voice from the door.

"Liu has a letter here, please take it back and hand it over to Boyan, originally, I wanted to engrave it on your back, how can I remember that the trauma on your body is for the Great Song Dynasty, or bring this back."

Liu Yu watched Cheng Pengfei walk out of Shuaisi, and wanted to take him down, this is a fierce general, even if he can't use it for himself, then since he sent it to the door, Wang Lixin looked at him and shook his head silently, as if he guessed what he was thinking.

Boyan sat in the tent, took the letter brought back by Cheng Pengfei from his own soldiers, opened it, and couldn't help but be stunned, there was only a short sentence on it, and it was written in the Mongolian script he was familiar with.

“qi_baildya_gebel_baild！” Translated into Chinese, it means "If you want to fight, you will fight." ”