Hengxiang craned his neck, trying to breathe in the fresh air, and there was an arrow wound on his right arm, which was simply wrapped in a strip of cloth, and the blood stained the strip of cloth into a layer of black cloth.

Just seven or eight steps away from Hengxiang, there was a cold corpse, it was Ruining, with a slightly young face stained with blood, and his eyes were slightly closed as if he was asleep.

The day before yesterday, Hengxiang and Ruining, under the coercion of the army, launched an attack on the seemingly thin Xianning County.

A large number of corpses were piled up under the city, these corpses were from the Qing army and the Fu Han army, they were dressed in all kinds of clothes, they looked like a rabble, and they were indeed a rabble. But this rabble used corpses to block the elite siege of the Eight Banners.

Hengxiang really couldn't bear to recall the siege of that day, hundreds of heavily armed Eight Banners soldiers wearing cotton armor, after withstanding a burst of gun fire, left dozens of corpses, and quickly climbed to the top of the city through a simple ladder. The whole process was extremely smooth and can be said to be seamless.

It wasn't until he reached the top of the city that Hengxiang realized that he was not facing the original soldiers in the uniform of the Great Red Army, but a group of soldiers in gray cloth clothes, some of whom were over fifty years old, and some of them were missing an arm—they didn't look like a group of soldiers who could fight.

But it was such a group of unequipped and incompetent soldiers, who used knives, guns, barrels, and teeth to bite, and some people jumped off the city wall directly with the Eight Banners soldiers, and completely drove these hundreds of Eight Banners down through a lifeless fighting style. The psychological pressure caused by these gray-clothed soldiers to Hengxiang is even stronger than those red-clothed soldiers.

In fact, what Hengxiang didn't know was that he was facing the most elite group of people in the Fu Han Army, most of whom were veterans since the rise of the Fu Han Army, but they were seriously injured on the battlefield, and later retreated from the main force.

Since many of these veterans were directly disabled, it was very difficult to support themselves, so Ning Zhongyuan organized them all into a city defense regiment, which was said to defend the city - in fact, it was to give these veterans a way to live. Later, when Ning Zhongyuan formed the battalion of the King of Chu's guards, he also planned to fill it with these veterans, but he was opposed by everyone, so he gave up.

Originally, this was just Ning Zhongyuan's gesture of gratitude, but now with Fu Erdan's surprise attack, these veterans had to follow Ning Zhongyuan back into battle, they had no armor, no advanced flintlock pistols and artillery, and some people didn't even have hands, but the only thing that was unique was their own mustard-like life.

It was such a group of people who had nothing, under the leadership of Ning Zhongyuan, and together with the palace guard battalion, they resisted the Qing army seven sieges.

"Shhh...... This Tartar's arrow is really ruthless..."

Ning Zhongyuan's upper body was naked, his arm was directly pierced by an arrow, the wound had not yet completely solidified, and it was sprinkled with white powder.

Chen Dejiu wiped his sweat and said with relief: "Your Majesty, fortunately, this arrow only penetrated the arm and did not cause any major damage to the body. It's just that this battlefield needs to be cautious, if you use too much force, I'm afraid it will crack the wound. ”

"Doctor Chen, we are also old acquaintances, my son was seriously injured a few years ago, and you pulled him back from the ghost gate!"

Ning Zhongyuan said with emotion, he had fought in the past and was really not a small injury, and this little injury was really nothing to him, but he was more interested in reminiscing about the past with Chen Dejiu.

"Hey, king, this is also because the son of the world is the star of the heavens, is it the work of old decay? The king really thinks highly. Chen Dejiu hurriedly thanked him, but this is not true, because at present, among the people, everyone regards Ning Yu as a general.

Ning Zhongyuan smiled slightly, but he didn't say more, and let Chen Dejiu go down to rest.

After Chen Dejiu packed up his things and left, Cui Wancai entered the room, and when he smelled the strong smell of medicine, he couldn't help frowning, and then sighed.

"The Duke of Hanyang has sent news from Jiangxi, the Li Fu sent before still has some ability, and he has now persuaded Nanchang to surrender, but there is one less disaster of swords."

"Well, this is very good, Yu'er's current methods are getting older and hotter, and she looks at the problem quite deeply. Not to mention a governor and a political envoy, even if you are adding something else, you can give it! ”

Cui Wancai smiled lightly, "I don't know what other lowly positions are, but this ability to exploit is not shallow, with these 800,000 taels of silver and 500,000 mu, my Han army can also breathe a sigh of relief." ”

Ning Zhongyuan thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "Yu'er with an army of 40,000 against Yongjina's 50,000 people, I am not worried, the big victory in this battle may be this month, but the current problem is Fu Erdan, he has been attacking the city for two days in a row, our army has suffered a lot of damage, and how to defend it in the future is a problem." ”

"Your Majesty, this letter from the Duke of Hanyang is addressed to the king, and you will understand after reading this letter." Cui Wancai took out a letter from his sleeve, which was covered with the fire paint of the Governor's Mansion.

Ning Zhongyuan took the letter, directly tore open the seal, took out the letter inside, skimmed it, couldn't help sighing, and handed the letter to Cui Wancai.

"Look at it, this stinky boy, you dare to take care of Lao Tzu's affairs, isn't it just a few victories..."Ning Zhongyuan muttered a little sadly.

Cui Wancai looked dumb and laughed, it turned out that Ning Yu told Ning Zhongyuan in the letter, let him see that the situation was not right and quickly retreat, after withdrawing to Wuchang, organize all the students of the Wutang and the Eagle Battalion, it is completely possible to hold the city, don't be reckless, throw your life on the battlefield, and tell Ning Zhongyuan at the end of the letter, let him learn from Liu Bang.

What does it mean? Isn't learning Liu Bang just to let him run away when it's time to run!

But Ning Zhongyuan was a little unhappy in his heart, after all, he was born in the military, and what he yearned for most in this life was to raise troops for thousands of miles and destroy countless enemies, this feeling deeply attracted Ning Zhongyuan, but since he became the king of Chu, in order to ensure the stability of the Fu Han army, he had to shrink to the back and watch his son crisscross in front.

Finally, there was an opportunity, to raise troops to resist Fu Erdan, but he was shot with an arrow, if it was in the past, let alone bandaged, it was cut off the arrow and continued to fight, but now that the status is high, these things can't be done, and I have to understand the current situation through the battle report.

"Reply to Yu'er, just say that he is not old yet, I can still win battles, and I can also ride horses and shoot arrows!"

"Isn't it just a little Fu Erdan, Lao Tzu will destroy him! Let Yu'er hurry up and fight the battle of Jiujiang, and let's compare and see who wins more beautifully! ”