Chapter Eighty-Four: The Fall of Runing City

"Okay." Luo Rucai said: "Do well with it." ”

At this time, military merit is the best way to improve status. Zhang Xuan's merits in the Battle of Persimmon Garden, and the merits of this battle, have made everyone look at them in their hearts. It was still possible before. Worried that it has been determined that Zhang Xuan is already a rising general in the rebel army.

Even Luo Rucai was a little more polite to Zhang Xuan than he was at the beginning.

The most obvious thing is that there are fewer people in the camp who call Zhang Xuan's little white face, and more people who call Zhang Xuan and Zhang Tiebi.

"It's all because of my father-in-law, and the kid is where he is today." Zhang Xuan said politely. However, Zhang Xuan really didn't feel that he had done much well, and had seen the PLA's three-minute and five-minute emergency assembly. Kilometers, tens of kilometers of foot with heavy loads forced march. Zhang Xuan knew very well that he couldn't do it himself.

The only thing Zhang Xuan can do is to let the people below eat well and organize better. Military discipline is in place, there are not too many disadvantages between the upper and lower levels, not even military salaries, the only thing Zhang Xuan can do is to reward, after each victory, half of the capture or reward he gets, most of it is left for the army to do operating expenses, and he does not take it himself.

It's not that Zhang Xuan prides himself on being honest, but for Zhang Xuan, what do you want money for? Food, clothing, housing and transportation, Zhang Xuan never had to worry about it, either he ate in the camp, or Luo Yujiao arranged it properly for him. In addition to his hobby of reading, Zhang Xuan has no other hobbies. There is nowhere to spend the money. Seeing the great material prosperity of the later generations, Zhang Xuan's various enjoyments of the Ming Dynasty were all lacking in interest.

You say beauty.

Ahem. Luo Yujiao, no, where is Luo Rucai.

"It's just that there are more than 10,000 captives--" Zhang Xuan said cautiously.

Luo Rucai didn't know Zhang Xuan's thoughts, and said with a wave of his hand: "These people belong to you, my Cao Ying infantry camp is not good, you can train me a foot battalion well, and don't let that guy scream in front of me." ”

"Yes." Zhang Xuan said: "The son-in-law must live up to his father-in-law's high expectations. ”

In this way, under Luo Rucai's decision, Zhang Xuan's department was divided into a siege sequence. handed over the siege of the city to the camp.

It seems that Hu Dawei's death-defying blow completely angered King Chuang, who ordered a fierce attack. Tens of thousands of troops rushed straight to the city, and they didn't build any siege equipment, they just set up long ladders. Runing City is not strong, and after the new defeat of the city sergeants, it is the time when the morale of the army is shaken.

Now is the time for a big attack.

If you spend time building siege equipment, you will waste time.

Hundreds of long ladders, surrounded by countless soldiers, and covered by hundreds of artillery, erupted into an earth-shattering roar.

"Kill."

The sound seemed to be a tangible and qualitative wave of qi shaking Runing City.

At the head of Runing City, below Yang Wenyue, all the civil and military officials went to the city, and Yang Wenyue can only rely on Zhang Dechang now.

"Mr. Zhang, what are your strategies to defend against the enemy in this situation?" Yang Wenyue looked at Zhang Dechang seriously.

"How can you defend against the enemy?" Zhang Dechang looked at the soldiers left and right.

Yesterday's defeat was too demoralizing, and now Zhang Dechang looks at it listlessly, expecting these soldiers to fight with the enemy is simply wishful thinking. The situation has reached this level, Zhang Dechang understands very well that Runing City is no longer defensible, and the only thing that cannot be determined is that the city will be broken in one day, the city will be broken in two days, or more time.

However, no matter how much, it will not be more than ten days.

Zhang Dechang took a deep breath and said: "The only advice from the lower officials is, please take care of your name, don't fall into the hands of the thieves, that's all, please take care of your own permission, and the lower officials will go." ”

Zhang Dechang was in his armor, reappeared with some helmets, combed the long red tassels on his head, rushed over with a knife on his waist, and shouted: "Thief, your grandfather Zhang is here." ”

It's just that Zhang Dechang has more than 100 families with the only strength to fight, how can he resist the surging crowd of people who break into the camp.

"Your Excellency." But after a while, Yang Wenyue heard someone come to report: "Lord Zhang, you died in battle." ”

"Inspector, subordinates too." Under the supervision of Kong Zhen, several civil officials saluted Yang Wenyue one after another.

Yang Wenyue saluted with tears in his eyes and said, "Princes, go and arrive later." ”

And all the rulers scattered, or went to the well, or committed suicide. Yang Wenyue's personal soldiers didn't know where to go at this moment.

Yang Wenyue looked up and looked at the royal command flag still fluttering on his head, which seemed to be no different from a few years ago, but the color was a little dull. He pulled out his sword with a sigh and put it on his neck, and in an instant Yang Wenyue thought of a lot, his life flashed in his mind, but he couldn't do anything.

Suddenly, the sound around him was alarmed, but he found that the soldiers of the rebel army had already rushed over.

"When." With a bang, the long sword fell to the enemy. Yang Wenyue was arrested by the righteous soldiers and sent to King Chuang.

Li Zicheng saw Yang Wenyue, and said with a bit of the demeanor of Corporal Lixian: "Loosen the tie, I have heard of Lord Yang's name for a long time, and I only saw it today, it's too late, it's too late." Now that the court is deaf, the adults are willing to help me and open up a new dynasty, and the adults will not lose the hope of the princes. ”

Yang Wenyue sneered and said, "I just want to see what the big thief in the cholera world is, and now I am relieved." Even if the court really can't do it, it won't let you succeed, since ancient times, there has never been a lack of face, and the south is the king. You are only the precursor of the king, but you do not know that you will come

Whether he died at the hands of the imperial court or at the hands of your current accomplices, I am curious, but unfortunately I can't see it. ”

Not everyone can face death freely, and Yang Wenyue still had some entanglements in his heart just now. But a section of the road from the city, Yang Wenyue saw Zhang Dechang, a usually timid deputy general, who lived up to his reputation as a famous disciple. Falling under the city, I don't know how many spears were stabbed in my chest, almost unrecognizable, if it weren't for a suit of armor, especially the red tassel on his head full of blood, Yang Wenyue wouldn't have recognized him.

"Yang Wenyue, Yang Wenyue." Yang Wenyue secretly said in his heart: "Aren't you still a martial artist?" ”

Therefore, when I saw Li Zicheng, he made sarcastic remarks. And this sentence is in the right place.

There was silence all around, and everyone bowed their heads and kept silent, not daring to make a single move.

Li Zicheng's blind eyes are where his reverse scales are, and no one dares to say a word in front of Li Zicheng, Yang Wenyue said it so aggressively, Li Zicheng almost jumped like thunder, he endured his anger, he didn't look down on Yang Wenyue's ability, but he was just a defeated general. It's just a politeness. At this moment, he didn't hesitate at all and said: "Come on, let him and Hu Dawei have a way to die." ”

"Yes." Zhang Nai immediately agreed to come down and immediately went to make arrangements.

Hu Dawei was shot and died. With the accuracy of the cannon in these years, arranging the artillery to shoot at Yang Wenyue is very easy to appear, and Yang Wenyue will not be damaged at all after a few cannons.

Therefore, Zhang Nai used his brains to order Yang Wenyue to be tied, ordered him to kneel on the ground, and tied him to the muzzle of an artillery, the muzzle of this cannon was facing Yang Wenyue's chest.

"Woohoo." Yang Wenyue clearly saw that the fuse was burning little by little, and finally burned into the artillery, and said secretly in his heart: "I regret not listening to what Zhang Dechang said at the beginning." ”

"Boom." The cannon roared, the smoke of gunpowder rose everywhere, Yang Wenyue's body stiffened on top of the artillery, and a large area of blood was sprinkled everywhere, looking from behind Yang Wenyue, Yang Wenyue's entire body was empty, and it was destroyed by a cannon.

With such tragic means, Yang Wenyue was killed. Li Zicheng let out a bad breath.

"Report." A scout stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and presented a letter, which Li Zicheng opened and laughed in.

Zhang Nai breathed a sigh of relief, the so-called companion is like a companion tiger, when Li Zicheng was unhappy, Zhang Nai was very difficult, he asked: "King Chuang, what is the news." How can King Chuang be happy? ”

"What's the news?" Li Zicheng laughed and said, "Good news, good news from the south. Go, don't be idle, gather the generals, and invite all the people from Cao Ying's side over. ”

"Yes." Zhang Nai didn't bother to find out what kind of good news it was. I'm busy with my own business.

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