Feng Dachun was very angry, he had the paranoia of a small person, he thought that Lin Yutang's idea was too unreal, and he felt that this old man was simply an old man.

However, after dinner, Wei Dalang's action made Feng Dachun's eyebrows wet, and he began to suspect for the first time:

"Am I wrong?"

......

Dinner ended in an unpleasant atmosphere, and Feng Dachun returned to the barracks with resentment because Lin Yutang refused to listen to him.

Not long after entering the house, I heard someone knocking on the door, and it was Wei Dalang who came in.

Feng Dachun has also heard about it in the past few days, he is a veteran of the Fangzhou City Guard Battalion, and he was convicted because he refused to obey General Li Chen's order and liquidate the criminal minister He Lan Minzhi.

In this regard, Feng Dachun still disdains it.

Isn't that stupid? The magnates above are fighting, what are you doing with a big-headed soldier?

Why is it so righteous?

If you are really righteous, then why didn't Helan Minzhi come to save you? And you're going to be left here to die?

"What?"

If you don't feel happy, your mouth won't be good.

In this regard, Wei Dalang, who entered the house, did not say anything. Just stuffed Feng Dachun with a piece of paper.

"I want to... I want to ask you something. ”

Feng Dachun held the piece of paper, "What's the matter?" ”

"Take this book and help me go back to Fangzhou a little bit."

“......”

Feng Dachun was speechless, there are still people in the family, you say you are waiting for death here? Damn, there's no normal person.

"Okay, okay, okay!" "I'll find a way!" ”

"Hey!" Wei Dalang smiled and retreated, "Then thank you, Brother Feng." ”

"Let's go, let's go, I'm worried about you!"

When Wei Dalang left, Feng Dachun poured out his time to look at the broken piece of paper.

There was no envelope, only a piece of yellow paper, and I don't know where Wei Dalang got it from.

Subconsciously unfolded, wanting to see what this stupid old man wrote to the family.

But the next moment, Feng Dachun was stunned, and then his eyes were wet.

There is only one sentence on the paper, and it is crooked, and the characters are different.

It seems that this sentence is still pieced together by several people, picking up the words that can be written.

That sentence is:

Baby, my father was killed in battle, but he can raise his head and be a man.

.....

"it!! Fool!! Fool!! ”

Feng Dachun stared, didn't let the tears flow, and put down the letter at a loss... Pick it up again.... Putting down the ...... again

"Isn't this stupid!?"

"Fuck you! Fool...."

......

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The next day.

Tubo was really unable to attack the city, and the eight hundred old soldiers in the city were able to breathe.

After Feng Dachun got up, he didn't do anything, leaning on the edge of the door and watching the old man of the sin camp still busy with his duties.

"Fool!"

Feng Dachun pursed his lips and scolded: "What a group of fools, there is no cure!" ”

Day 3.

The Tibetans regrouped their morale and rushed to kill.

As a result, nothing was done in the morning.

Well, the Tubo king Chide Zuzan was burned down as soon as he arrived in Yangguan, and he was simply furious, and vowed to slaughter all the guards of Yangguan.

The Tibetan soldiers also held their breath, and that night, when the remnants of the camp were finally reorganized, they found out that ten!! A total of ten people burned the camp and threw their faces to their grandmother's house.

looked at the old soldiers in the city, vowed to be ashamed of blood, and completely bulldozed this city.

But....

But when the Tibetan soldiers rushed to the city to take a look, it was so smooth!

The walls were covered with ice, and the ladders were slippery, not to mention people climbing up.

How to get up?

Before they could get to their senses, they saw a torch thrown down from the city.

Rumble!!!

The ditch has been dug a long time ago, and it is covered with fire oil and forage, and it is another fire attack.

Then there was the overwhelming lime powder.

Burned, choked, the Tibetan army is chickens flying and dogs jumping, and they are extremely embarrassed.

At the end of the morning, nothing was done except to shoot arrows far away into the city.

"Fool!"

Feng Dachun was still standing there scolding, scolding the Tubo people for being stupid and being trapped by Lin Yutang's little tricks.

scolded Lin Yutang for being stupid and doing fearless battles.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the tide of battle finally turned.

Because the Tubo people who stabilized their position found that in addition to fire attacks, Yangguan also sprinkled lime, and it seems that there is no other trick!

After a morning's work, there were no crossbow arrows to be fired, and people had already rushed under the city wall, and there were no rolling logs and stones to greet them.

In other words, as soon as the fire array arranged by the Yangguan defenders outside the city burned out, the Tubo army could rush under the city effortlessly.

Moreover, when you get to the city, as long as you dodge a little lime smoke and dust, and guard against a little pot of oil thrown down from the city, then there is no threat.

As for the solid ice on the wall, although it effectively hindered the offensive, in the final analysis, it was only a scratch, there were always poles and ladders to erect, and there were always soldiers who could climb to the top of the city.

So, Chide Zuzan and the Great Minister's Garzan recalculated.

On the one hand, a team of soldiers was ordered to storm the city gate on the basis of the limited defense under the city of Yangguan.

On the other hand, increasing the intensity of climbing the city, even if there is one more soldier, it will be a great harm in the face of the old and weak soldiers in the city.

As soon as the two strategies were implemented, the situation on the battlefield was immediately reversed.

......

"It's broken!"

Originally, he was still watching the popular Feng Dachun, and the whole person instantly straightened.

The Tibetans are not really stupid. has already eased the taste, Lin Yutang and they are in danger.

In fact, it should be like this, these eight hundred old soldiers were not originally heavenly soldiers, no matter how Lin Yutang said it, he was just a mortal, and it was already a miracle that they could hold on to the third day.

But an old pawn is an old pawn, how can they hold a face-to-face encounter with the young and brave Tubo soldiers?

It stands to reason that what Feng Dachun should do at this time is....

Run!!

He is a sentry agent, and his duty is to report the situation in Yangguan to Yumen Pass in time.

However, I don't know where the evil fire came from, Feng Dachun shouted at a group of detectives under him:

"Hurry!!"

"Go and lift the crossbow!!"

"You still have you, come with me to the city!!"

"Guy...."The sentries looked at Feng Dachun in a daze, "Guy, what are we going up there for?" ”

Feng Dachun stared at the bull's eye, his mind was full of Lin Yutang's big truths, as well as Wei Dalang's family letter.

"Nonsense! Defend the city! ”

"Defending the city?" Everyone looked at each other, a little incredulous.

The one who scolded the most in the past few days is you, why are you still guarding the city?

"Boss...", someone was embarrassed, "we are Tanma..."

Feng Dachun glared at the man angrily, at this time, what else is there to explore the horse?

Roared, "Lao Tzu is stupid! Okay!? ”

As he spoke, Feng Dachun picked up a rolling log from the city and rushed up to the city tower.

When the sentries heard this, they didn't have time to think about it, so they followed the gang leader, two of them with a crossbow, and joined the battle group with four heavy crossbows.

......

"The tide is over...."

Lin Yutang reluctantly cut down a Tubo soldier who rushed up to the city tower, and he felt sorry for him.

Although he has done everything he can, he is old when he is old!

They couldn't pull crossbow arrows or lift stones, which was the deadliest of the sieges.

Without these, the enemy soldiers could rush to the city with impunity, and he had no way at all.

......

"That's it!"

In response to the earth-shattering shouts of the Tubo people in his ears, Lin Yutang sighed, it is not easy to have such results, he is worthy of the teachings of his ancestors, and he is also worthy of himself.

At this moment, a dark shadow flashed beside him, Feng Dachun held the rolling log, roared, roared, rushed to the side of the battlement, and viciously smashed the rolling log.

Touch!!

Sou~~!!

At the same time, the crossbow strings stretched out, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air made Lin Yutang stunned for a while.

"What are you doing!?"

Feng Dachun glared and shouted.

"Old fellow, you owe Lao Tzu a life!"

......

。 (Happy Lantern Festival!!) ）

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