Outside the city of Beiping, Mengjiatun

Built on the corner tower in the northwest of Tunzi, a strong man saw the southern army retreating, and turned around to signal to the clansmen waiting under the corner tower.

"Gone, gone! No more trouble! ”

The faces of the clansmen suddenly showed joy, Meng Chongjiu and the old people in the clan sat at home, hearing the news, and their tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

"It worked."

"Twelve Lang talents!"

"It's my Meng's luck to get Twelve Lang!"

"The wooden plaques on the wall must not be removed, so that the strong men of the clan can be kept on guard day and night in case the army comes again.

"As it should be."

While discussing, the old people in the clan praised Meng, saying that this son is extraordinary and will have great success in the future. The patriarch Meng Guangxiao, who was sitting next to him, was always silent, and when he heard everyone praise Meng, the expression on his face was very complicated, and occasionally a touch of gloom appeared.

His appearance was unmistakably in Meng Chongjiu's eyes.

Meng Chongjiu sighed secretly, at this critical moment, it was time for the whole clan to work together and twist into a rope. Twelve Lang, who is not as weak as the crown, can still put aside his prejudices and do his best for the clan, but Meng Guangxiao, who is the patriarch, is like this, I really don't know what to say about him!

"Hirotaka."

"Uncle Nine."

"How has Da Lang been doing lately?"

"It's better." Speaking of Meng Qinghai, Meng Guangxiao's expression finally improved, "I can already get out of bed and walk around, and I have written a lot of wooden cards in the clan before." ”

When the old man in the clan saw Meng Chongjiu suddenly mention Meng Qinghai, and then looked at the comparison between Meng Guangxiao's before and now, his heart was also like a mirror.

As the patriarch of the Meng clan, Meng Guangxiao's selfishness is really heavy.

If King Yan wins the world, Twelve Lang is from the dragon's work. are all surnamed Meng, Twelve Lang is good, how can he not take care of the clan? If the children of the Meng family don't say that they soar into the sky, it will be very different.

Meng Guangxiao is so narrow-minded that the old people can't help but look at it. Doesn't everything have to be top-notch? Did he forget Shiro? Compared with Meng Qinghai, who was sick at home and disgusted by the county, many clansmen thought that Meng Qingjiang, who was now a small banner of the Yan Army, was more promising.

is also his own son, Meng Guangxiao is too eccentric, no wonder Shiro is cold.

Speaking of this, we can't help but admire Meng Chongjiu's vision and actions. First took care of Meng Wang's family, and then let Meng Hu follow Twelve Lang to the side of the Sai, now Meng Hu has raised the small flag, it is reported that he will be promoted to the general flag in the near future, as long as Twelve Lang can fly Huang Tengda in the future, he will definitely not forget Meng Chongjiu's affection, and he will definitely take extra care of Meng Hu's cousin.

Either that ginger is old and spicy, I have to be convinced.

The people of the Meng clan had their own thoughts in their hearts, and they all had their own calculations, and the old people in Meng Guangxiao's clan arranged for the recent patrol before returning home.

As soon as he entered the door, Meng Liu greeted him and informed Meng Guangxiao that Meng Qinghai was out of the tun.

Meng Guangxiao was taken aback, "The army of the imperial court hasn't gone far yet, he doesn't want to die?" Besides, his body is just right, and it's cold outside, isn't this nonsense! ”

"I also persuaded him, but Da Lang just didn't listen." Meng Liu's face was sad, "I said that I was looking for my classmates in the county school, but I really couldn't stop it." Fortunately, the family also lived in the middle, not far away, and Da Lang only said that he would go back when he went. ”

"A classmate in the county school?"

"Yes." Meng Liu thought for a while and said, "It seems to be surnamed Du." ”

Last name Du?

Meng Guangxiao tightened his brows, and there was no impression in his mind, Da Lang rarely mentioned everything in school at home, let alone his classmates.

After glancing at the gloomy sky, Meng Guangxiao was still not at ease, tightened the cotton clothes on his body, and walked out of the house again.

"Master, where are you going?"

"Did Da Lang go east? I went to the corner tower on the east side and waited, and then asked the people who patrolled the tun to help watch it, and if it was late, don't be locked out of the tun. ”

"Hey."

Meng Liu answered, and watched Meng Guangxiao's back disappear outside the courtyard gate.

At this time, it is the tenth month of the lunar calendar, and the weather in northern Xinjiang is as cold as a day.

When the army led by Li Jinglong crossed the Lugou Bridge, he found that there were no defenders at the bridgehead, and Qu Neng, who was promoted to the governor, said that King Yan had many soldiers and abandoned the bridge, fearing that he would deliberately lead the army to besiege the city. The Yan army must set up heavy defenses in the city, and should be careful when attacking the city.

Most people don't think so, and Li Jinglong even said, "If you don't guard this bridge, I know that it is incompetent." ”

Hearing this, Qu Neng was speechless, and those who had the same thoughts as Qu Neng were also silent.

Is the head or a gourd on the boss's neck?

In fact, Qu Neng and the others misunderstood, Li Jinglong's words were not only arrogant, but also to calm the morale of the army. He has gathered a lot of really defeated troops under his command, these people are already afraid of the Yan army, even if he knows that Qu Neng's words are reasonable, he can't agree with them, and he must resolutely oppose them.

In this siege battle, morale and morale are of paramount importance.

The morale of the army is in chaos, and the morale of the army is destroyed before the battle is fought, which is not a good thing for the attacking side.

It is true that Li Jinglong is a straw bag, but he is also a straw bag who is familiar with military books. Coupled with Li Wenzhong's edification, putting aside his personality weaknesses and occasional mental retardation in behavior, his judgment of the overall situation will basically not be wrong.

Beiping is very important to Zhu Di, once Beiping is lost, the Yan army will be disheartened and self-defeating.

Li Jinglong saw this point and made up his mind to conquer Beiping City.

As long as Beiping City is defeated and the Yan army loses its support, it will definitely be able to defeat Zhu Di!

He wants to let those who ridicule him behind his back see if he is Li Wenzhong's son and deserves the title of Duke Cao Guo!

The defenders in the city were well prepared, the wooden boulders, artillery bows and arrows were sent to the city, and the defenders were also placed in the hidden soldiers cave in the city wall, and once the southern army set up a ladder to enter the city, the defenders in the cave would play a huge role.

Zhu Gaochi and Li Rang, the guest of honor of the Yan Palace, stood at the head of the city, looking at the dense siege army under the city, even if they were mentally prepared, their scalp was still numb.

Although he is Zhu Di's eldest son, in terms of combat experience, Zhu Gaochi is not as good as his two younger brothers.

The words of my father and mother are still in my ears, and my heartbeat is still accelerating.

500,000 people, hearing in the ears is just a simple number, the real presentation in front of the eyes, but it is indescribable shock and shock.

There are less than 100,000 defenders in the city, and the rest are ordinary people, can he really hold Beiping as his father expects?

What if you can't keep it......

Zhu Gaochi could not be allowed to think too much, the southern army under the city had begun to build a fortress outside the nine gates, erected artillery, and launched the wooden carts used to hit the city gates, and the 500,000 troops were arrayed separately, and under the leadership of the generals of the army, the first attack began.

The artillery roared, and the huge iron balls fell one after another, and some even flew over the city and fell into the city, but all the defenders who were swept by the iron balls were either killed or wounded.

Compared with the number and power of artillery used by Li Jinglong's army, Zhu Di's bombardment outside Zhending City can only be regarded as a small thing, and it is not worth mentioning at all.

To put it bluntly, most of the Yan Army's artillery is privately made, and it belongs to the three-no products knocked out by small workshops. The firearms used by the imperial army were made by regular soldiers - factories were manufactured with quality assurance.

The two are contrasted, and the superiority is immediately apparent.

Want to bombard with artillery? It simply can't be done.

Numerous potholes were quickly smashed into the city walls, iron balls rolled at the head of the city, and the wooden enemy towers ignited a fire, and the wind helped the fire, as if pointing out the direction of the attack for the besieging army.

Countless ladders were erected on the city wall, and the southern army besieging the city climbed up the city wall one after another in the drumbeat of the attack.

Looking down from the sky, Beiping City seems to be about to be submerged by a sea of people.

Not to be outdone, the defenders at the head of the city pushed down the boulders one after another, and the defenders in the cave of the hidden soldiers jumped out of their way and threw themselves on the ladder, pulling the southern army on the ladder and falling into mud together.

The screams were fleeting, and blood became the best embellishment of death.

The drums of war sounded like a rush, and in the midst of the earth-shattering shouts of killing, the southern army pushed the siege vehicles, and hit the city gate again and again.

There was a dull roar from the city gates, earth and stones fell from the city walls, and with the rain of arrows falling from the city heads, the southern army continued to fall, perhaps they had stopped breathing, or they were still struggling on the line of life and death, and no one cared.

In war, the dead soldier is always just a cold number on the commander's desk.

What Li Jinglong needs is to keep attacking until he captures the city in front of him, even if he buries all the 500,000 troops.

Zhu Gaochi must defend the city, not only for his father's entrustment, but also for the victory of the war and to survive.

If the Southern Army is defeated, it can still retreat and fight again.

Beiping was lost, and everyone in the city had no way out.

When everything in front of him was stained red with blood, the young Zhu Gaochi was no longer nervous.

He even killed a Southern soldier who climbed to the top of the city with his own hands, and the sound of swords stabbing into the human body, and the warmth of blood splashing on his face made his emotions begin to boil.

Zhu Gaochi's expression changed, as if he understood what the battlefield in his grandfather and father's mouths represented, in the face of endless shouts and bright red blood, he couldn't retreat, he couldn't be timid.

At his feet was the city that his father had given him, and in his hands was a sharp weapon that could take a man's life.

He is Zhu Gaochi, the son of King Yan, and he has the blood of Emperor Tai-Zugao on his body!

The arrow broke through the air suddenly, and it was Princess Yan wearing armor who shot down the southern army at the head of the city with an arrow.

Looking at the mother concubine standing beside him and looking at the soldiers fighting around, at this moment, infinite courage surged in Zhu Gaochi's chest.

He can hold Beiping, he will definitely be able to!

Under the city, Li Jinglong's army launched attacks again and again, and Li Jinglong's army stood up, which completely stimulated the morale of the southern army.

Just when the battle between the two sides was at its most intense, several people in cotton clothes were escorted to Li Jinglong, and without waiting for his own soldiers to drink, one of the middle-aged men who was injured by random arrows suddenly struggled to kneel on the ground and said: "I have been hating Yan for a long time, and I have come to risk death to have something important to report." ”

This middle-aged man is none other than Dooch's father. Du Qi was killed by King Yan, but his family escaped. Hearing the news of the arrival of the imperial army, Du's father burst into tears, and his only hope was that the army would break through the city and capture and kill King Yan's family to comfort his son's soul in the sky.

coincided with Meng Qinghai's arrival, and he said that as Du Qi's classmate, he should take care of his family. In his words, he lamented that Du Qi had died unjustly, and bluntly said that King Yan could not listen to the advice and killed innocents indiscriminately, which was a self-defeating act. casually mentioned that several inspectors in Tongli were transferred to the main gate of Shouli, which shows that the number of defenders in the city is stretched, and the court will undoubtedly win this battle.

Hearing this, Father Du's mind flashed, "The imperial army is coming, if you can help the army a little, it will also avenge my son!" ”

Thinking of this, he couldn't care about anything else, and got up to report to the imperial army.

Life and death are unpredictable in the chaotic army, and it is possible to be killed as a spy. But the revenge of killing a son is not shared, as long as you can avenge your son, everything is worth it!

How should the wife and two young children be placed at home?

His eyes fell on Meng Qinghai, this son could take the risk to come to visit, he must be a loyal and righteous person, worthy of trust.

Hearing Father Du's plan, Meng Qinghai hurriedly persuaded: "Uncle Du, don't do it!" ”

"I've made up my mind!"

Du's father bowed to the ground and said that if he could avenge his son and survive by luck, he would be grateful.

Meng Qinghai's face was full of anxiety, and he tried to stop but didn't stop it, and Du's father resolutely walked out of the house.

Father Du didn't look back, and naturally he didn't know what to say, Meng Qinghai, who was behind him, kept making anxious calls in his mouth, but a smile of triumph appeared on his face.

This trip has been planned for a long time, and it is no accident that the inspection was said.

King Yan rebelled, and the imperial court sent a large army, and it is not known who will win and who will lose.

Once King Yan rebels and the court investigates it, the Twelve Lang family will die, and Meng Chongjiu will not be able to escape.

If the court loses, King Yan will pursue it...... Meng Qinghai turned around and comforted Du's father's wife and two young sons with kind words, and a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

If people don't destroy heaven and earth for themselves, it's no wonder that he really got to that point.

Maybe, the Du family will also become a step for him to advance.

Li Jinglong was skeptical of the information in Du's father's mouth, but the battle situation had fallen into a stalemate, whether it was true or false, he had to give it a try, even if it didn't work, it was just a loss of some soldiers.

After figuring out the joints, he immediately ordered the main force to be dispatched from the left-army-transfer to storm the main gate of Li.

Sure enough, as Du's father said, the defense of Li's main gate is not as tight as other city gates, and the number of defenders is quite large, but the combat effectiveness is a little worse.

The generals who were ordered to attack the gate were overjoyed, if they could capture this gate, they would be the first to enter Beiping, and they would get the first merit of this battle!

"Attack!"

Li Jinglong was also overjoyed when he heard the return, and looked at the city, he must go to Beiping in this battle!

Even if Zhu Di rushes back, he will no longer have the power to return to heaven.

But Li Jinglong and the generals who attacked the gate were too happy, although the army guarding the gate was not strong in combat and scattered and fled, but there was a terrible new force to join.

A group of women in the city, led by the palace people, suddenly appeared behind the main gate of Li.

How could this group of fellow women with kitchen knives and rolling pins suddenly appear on the battlefield?

No one could solve the puzzle of the southern army attacking the main gate of Li, and large stones and tiles had been smashed over, occasionally mixed with city bricks that had been bombarded by artillery.

The women of Beiping City let the southern men who came from afar thoroughly see the demeanor of the women in the north.

They don't know Wu Nong's soft language, they can't chant poetry and paint, but they use the bricks and tiles in their hands to tell the guests who come from afar that the legendary Saibei wind-love is absolutely extraordinary.

In an instant, the southern army in front of Lizheng Gate was greeted with a full face.

Zhu Gaochi at the head of the city learned that Li's main gate was in danger, and immediately sent Liang Ming to lead the army to reinforcements. Beiping Nine Gates, none of them can be lost.

Liang Ming was also a little dumbfounded when he arrived, after all, the scene in front of him was really rare.

The inspectors and strong men who had been repelled by the Southern Army also pounced back with weapons in their hands, obviously inspired by the female compatriots and completely boosted their morale.

"It's a man, just rush forward!"

The defenders, who suddenly burst out with strong combat effectiveness, instantly disrupted the rhythm of the Southern Army's attack.

What could have been solved with a few knives before, but now, even if it is dead, it will drag one on, and such an opponent has to be terrifying.

On the battlefield, the comparison is who is more ruthless and who is more desperate.

The defenders were ruthless and added reinforcements, and the southern army missed the best opportunity to attack, and the casualties continued to expand, so they could only withdraw from the Lizheng Gate and continue to bombard with artillery.

In the evening, the southern army sounded the horn of the army, and the besieging army retreated to the camp like a tide.

The defenders of the city were relieved for the time being, and they could not take a break, so they resettled the wounded and counted the battle damage.

Zhu Gaochi did not return to the Yan Palace, but stayed in the city with Li Rangliang Ming, looking at the fire in the camp outside the city, and fell into deep thought.

The return date of the father has not been decided, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that Beiping City will not be able to hold it. It's not that he's arrogant, it's that the number of soldiers is too disparity.

If there is a general like Geng Bingwen in the city, maybe it will not be a big problem, isn't the key no?

Zhu Gaochi pondered for a long time, and sent someone to ask the princess, tonight, he planned to send someone to attack the southern army camp at night.

Bluffing is not the best way to do it, but it should be enough for Li Jinglong's cousin.

King Yan really knows Li Jinglong too well, and before leaving Beiping, he specially analyzed his character with his son, and he can use a plan when it is critical, and he is not afraid that he will not be fooled

Ambitious and talentless, timid and life-saving.

This is the comment of King Yan to Li Jinglong, and in view of this, Zhu Gaochi plans to take a risk.

Princess Yan agreed to Zhu Gaochi's strategy and instructed Zhu Gaochi to send the general Liang Ming and Yuan Rong, the guest of honor of the Yan Palace, out of the city together, and the soldiers were divided into small groups and attacked at night from different directions in batches, which would have a better effect.

Zhu Gaochi had no objection, and immediately ordered the troops to be arranged, ready to stop, and waited for the arrival of night.

When Beiping City was in crisis, Meng and Sanbao were reporting to King Yan about their contact with Duoyan Sanwei.

"Behead a sheep in the third grade?" King Yan knocked on the table, and Ha Luha smiled, "Okay, the great monk is right, you are really good." ”

"I don't dare to do it."

Meng immediately said that being able to negotiate the terms with Duoyan Sanwei was the result of the joint efforts of He Ma Tingshi. On the matter of bargaining with the other party, Ma Tingshi showed excellent eloquence and was very talented in diplomacy and business.

"Really?"

"Back to the prince, exactly."

"Good!" Successfully dug the corner of King Ning, the price was less than half of what was expected, and King Yan was in a good mood, "When I return to Beiping, I will have a heavy reward!" ”

Meng and Sanbao knelt on the ground together to thank him, and King Yan motioned for the two to get up and said, "Tomorrow, Gu will say goodbye to King Ning, and King Ning will definitely go out of the city to see him off." The two of you managed to get out of the city, ordered the army outside the city to set up an ambush on the outskirts, and agreed with the chief of the three guards that the lone king of Ning would be led to the outskirts, and the city could move together, and this would be done. ”

"Obey!"

King Yan ordered, and Meng and Sanbao acted separately.

Duoyan Sanwei has been surrendered to King Yan, and the only trouble is the guards and official offices in King Ning's mansion.

Sanbao took the initiative to ask for help, and Meng naturally wouldn't rob him. reported to King Yan, contacted the city to make a detailed work, and said that King Yan had an order, and Meng swaggered out of the city gate.

After leaving the city, it is not easy to get in again.

Fortunately, Meng didn't have this plan.

Shen Xuan saw Meng Shishilang coming out of the city, heard King Yan's plan, nodded cautiously, and summoned his subordinates to start deployment. In order to avoid King Ning's suspicion, the camp outside the city did not move for the time being, and only secretly arranged ambushes at the predetermined location, and waited until the king of Yan issued an order to make a move.

During his days in the city, Meng had been tense with his nerves.

Don't look at King Ning's elegant temperament, once he finds out his actions in the city, he will definitely chop him with a knife.

King Yan couldn't move for the time being, but it was very simple to chop him into meat puree.

In just seven days, Meng seemed to have passed seven months.

When I went out of the city and returned to the camp, when I saw Shen Xuan, I felt like I was in a different world and escaped.

Sitting in the tent and listening to Shen Xuan's ambush, Meng's heart gradually calmed down.

His thoughts drifted away, and Shen Xuan was in front of him, but he seemed to be far away from him.

When he came back to his senses, only he and Shen Xuan were left in the tent.

"Tired?"

"Back to command, don't get tired of your humble duties."

"Not tired?" Shen Xuan raised an eyebrow on one side, suddenly got up and walked to Meng, his fingertips brushing the corners of his eyes, "Honestly? ”

Instinctively told Meng that he should follow Shen Xuan's words at this time, but he still shook his head in a ghostly manner.

Shen Xuan bent down, the distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and warm breathing brushed his cheeks, "Since you're not tired, then set off with me." ”

When he got up, his lips seemed to inadvertently slide over the tip of Meng's nose, as if a feather touched it.

Meng opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Deliberately? Or was it an accident?

I couldn't figure it out, so I could only resign myself to getting up and follow.

Shen Xuan walked to the front of the tent, heard the footsteps behind him, did not look back, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and a trace of laughter was fleeting.