Chapter 186: Strategy in the Rain

"The fortification has always been like this, if the defenders don't have these, how should the city be defended?" Duan Yiping stood up and said as a matter of course, he has been with the princess for more than a month, and she has a general understanding of things and methods, and she is not the kind of person who knows what is impossible for Duan Ding.

Nearly 100,000 soldiers and horses died, do you still have to use tens of thousands to fill the Buddha's death? The art of war is strategic, the heart is the top, and the city is the bottom, is there really no way? Min Li sighed in her heart, changed the topic and asked, "How is the situation in Cambodia and Lacheng?" ”

Duan Yiping saw that the princess inquired about the military situation of the two cities, and hurriedly clenched his fists and reported: "Deputy Marshal Bai and General Fengtian are besieging the two cities, and there is no movement of the soldiers and horses in the two cities for the time being. ”

"The generals of these two cities expected that we would not be able to defeat the Buddha and die, so we could be so indifferent." She knew the bottom of it, took a deep breath, and then pushed tens of thousands of lives into the abyss and slapped the table and stood up. "Pass the order, reward the soldiers of the three armies, and attack the Buddha immediately in case of rain, this princess will let them not burn tung oil, burn the ladder, but see how stubborn Li Yuan is."

"Huh?" Hearing that the rain was attacking the city, the felt tent was stunned, and then turned his head to look at the heavy rain on the felt door, and suddenly clenched his fists in ecstasy: "Yes!" ”

These stupid generals didn't know what to say to them, so Min Li waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's break up the tent, tomorrow morning the rain is still there, so I will send troops to fight again, and kneel down." ”

"Princess Furui is auspicious, and the ministers are retired." Duan Yiping led the generals to bow down, bowed his head cautiously eight times, got up and hurriedly withdrew from the felt tent, and felt a lot in his heart.

He has been fighting on the battlefield since he was young, but he has never heard of this kind of rainy and strong attack strategy, and today he finally saw it. It's right to think about it, there are a number of things in heaven and earth, everything is mutually reinforcing, and the tung oil is hot, but it has to be boiled by fire. Is there a difference between unburned tung oil and cold water? How to kill someone? Under the heavy rain, even if the ladder is burned with oil, how can the fire overcome the water? If the ladder exists, the dense soldiers will climb up one after another, how many can Li Yuan kill? Is there any reason why the Buddha has passed away? What's more, Li Yuan fled all the way from Dali, and the Buddha's dead soldiers and horses were only 100,000 rabble, and he broke hundreds of thousands of bamboos and fierce tigers, and attacked 100,000 defeated dogs when he got the day, and the victory or defeat was decided.

It rained heavily overnight, but the next morning the rain stopped. Min Li was anxious, and she was so strong that she sat in the inner tent all day and watched the military books, thinking about the strategy of breaking the city, and naturally began to think about her husband, Jin Liao is cold, and it should be snowing in the winter of October, right? He is a southerner, will he adapt to being in such a cold place?

The dim day passed, and at dawn, the night was quiet, and everything was silent. She wanted to ask him why he had so much blood on his body, but he found that he couldn't open his mouth, and he didn't speak, just stood in front of her and kept laughing.

Struggled to wake up in a daze, she found that her pillow was wet with tears again, she closed her eyes palpitatingly, heard the big bang on the top of the felt tent, confused and condensed, suddenly turned over and got out of bed, put on her clothes and hurried out of the inner tent.

"It's finally raining?" Ran to the felt door, looking at the early morning under the rain, a bone-withdrawing cold rushed in from outside the curtain, freezing her shivering,

Okay, this rain is good, this rain is the artifact of the destruction of the Li Dynasty, gritted his teeth and hurriedly gave an order to the guards of the felt gate: "Immediately send an order to the three armies, quickly bury the pot and make rice, and march to the Buddha in an hour." ”

"Yes." For the first time, the chief of the guard saw that the princess was dressed in a single dress, and her dark face was red, and he didn't dare to look at it and hurriedly rushed to the generals.

Outside the morning drums, the soldiers were noisy in the heavy rain, and the anxious little cherry waited for the two to get up, so they stood aside and waited quietly, trying to persuade her to drink some porridge, but she was afraid of her tongue by her cold face, until nearly an hour, when the three armies were assembled, I saw that the dragon and embroidered the phoenix king were raised, and the wind and sleet broke into the heavy rain.

Of the 500,000 troops that came from the conscription, only more than 300,000 remained when they arrived at the Buddha's death, and there were 100,000 soldiers and horses distributed to Cambodia and Lacheng, and the whole army was less than 250,000. If you can't win this time, you will have to move back to the dynasty, and the Li dynasty will be difficult to destroy.

The soldiers of the three armies are well aware of this, everyone is nervous, the military flag is wet in the rain and difficult to float, the vast army helmet is hung with stains, the silent army is standing at the mouth of the village, the heavy rain is strong, unprecedented, the princess has the strategy of the gods, pinching the fingers and calculating, this battle will definitely be won.

Duan Yiping straddled the horse, and saw the princess coming in the rain from a distance, so he hurriedly rolled off the horse and stepped forward to greet him: "The princess is still in the right place, cherish the jade body." ”

"If you don't stick to these things when you march and fight, how can you be afraid of a little rain." Min Li was arrogant and heroic, quite kingly, glanced at the three armies, and shouted simply: "If you offend me Dali, you will be punished even if you are far away!" ”

In an instant, the generals of the three armies raised their blades high and roared: "If you offend my Dali, you will be punished even if you are far away!" ”

"Good!" One neatly flipped onto the horse, stretched out his arm and waved at the Buddha: "The three armies are forward, do not break the Buddha's death, and swear not to return the army." ”

The left and right vanguards responded to the order, the horses' hooves trampled on the mud, the hoarse voices were exhausted, and the mighty army of snakes followed by an army to march forward under the heavy rain.

As soon as the sky dawned, 250,000 soldiers and horses were loaded, and the momentum was like a rainbow and marched towards the Buddha. Mully straddled the horse, the pouring rain made her wet, her face cold and cold, and her eyes as far as an abyss.

Li Dynasty, Buddha died.

The ministers had just come to the court, and Li Yuan had just sat down on the dragon chair, and the forbidden general was like being chased by a ghost, and he rushed into the palace in fear of falling and crawling, and the palace hall was soaked with rain, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat: "Your Majesty, the Dali army took advantage of the heavy rain to come, and arrived outside the city in a few quarters of an hour." ”

"What?" Li Yuan was surprised, jumped up from the dragon chair, this bitch came rashly on a rainy day, what was she going to do? His face was often ugly, and he hurriedly went down to the palace, and he urgently shouted: "Quickly order the soldiers and people of the whole city to protect the city." When the words fell, he snorted, and the bright yellow shadow of the dragon robe disappeared in an instant.

A cadre of officials in blue and gray robes saw the emperor rushing into the heavy rain in an instant, and collectively looked at each other, helplessly lowered their heads and stepped out of the hall, their hearts were extremely hesitant, and they had no idea.

"That's not good." The ministers went out of the palace gate, and a powerful minister turned pale, grabbed the silent prime minister, and whispered to the silent palace gate on the side: "The Buddha died 150,000 soldiers and civilians, most of them are militiamen, countless disabled and infirm, the day before yesterday all relied on the fortified city and oil fire, the princess of Dali Fuguo saw through this move, and now take advantage of the rain to strike, it's not good, it's not good." ”

"Yuan Lao said that he hit the nail on the head." The prime minister's white hair was drenched, and the minister of the dead country said sadly: "Cambodia and Lacheng are besieged by the enemy, the generals of the two cities can not come to help, there is oil and fire can still hold for half an hour, but now the heavy rain is wet, relying on fierce soldiers and feather arrows, since the battle the day before yesterday, there are few feather arrows left in the city, the soldiers and people in the city are still unstable, panicked, if they can fight the tiger and wolf, alas!" ”

"Alas!" Yuan Lao's expression was also silent, shaking his head and sighing, "It's all the disasters of the past, the emperor took advantage of the chaos to seize Dali, and there is today's disaster." ”

"Now that it's come to this, what's the use of regretting?" The prime minister closed his eyes and looked up to the sky, letting the rain drip on his face, and said luckily in misfortune: "Fortunately, the princess of Fuguo is kind-hearted, tolerant and loves the people, so as not to kill innocents indiscriminately, a great luck in misfortune!" ”

Yuan Lao was silent, standing under the rain and sighing: "Heavenly Zhaozhang, the matter has come to this, it is better to open the city to vote, and avoid the soldiers from shedding more blood." ”

"This is the sin of betraying our ancestors and forgetting our ancestors, and you and I will be infamous in the world." The prime minister's fingers trembled on Yuan Lao's chest, and two pillars of green tears flowed from his old eyes, and he cried for a long time. "150,000 flesh and blood, which is more important than the name?" After the words fell, he opened his eyes, and strode towards the city gate with his negative hand.

"Prime minister, wait, Huang Quan has a company." Yuan Lao also burst into tears, and ran forward with majestic old steps, and after a while, the two disappeared side by side in the heavy rain.

The army took advantage of the rain to arrive, arrived at the city gate, and the morale roared and just fell, the three armies were ready to go, the drums were beating, a thousand catapults were forward, the arrows were pressing, and the ladders and giant trees were about to charge.

"Stop......" Min Li Fox watched the death of the Buddha who was fighting by herself, drank and stopped the three armies that were going to attack the city, looked at the generals blankly, and waited according to her heart. It's good if there is infighting, no matter what the outcome is, today the Li Dynasty is doomed.

Li Yuan didn't expect that his most respected prime minister and father of the nation would be betrayed by him, and thousands of imperial guards were surrounded by layers of their own soldiers and horses, and their eyes roared with blood: "Chaotic ministers and thieves, bold chaotic ministers and thieves." ”

"Your Majesty! The rain is very heavy, the oil is not hot, the fire cannot be raised, there are no arrows in the city, and the soldiers are tired, what can I do? The prime minister's eyes were filled with tears, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Please have mercy on the emperor and abdicate." ”

"Rebels and thieves, who want to flatter bitches, are still so righteous to me." Li Yuan was both shocked and angry. His Li family, even if he dies, will not be a slave of the country.

"Ministers don't dare to covet wealth and wealth, they are all measured by the common people." The prime minister got up from the ground tremblingly, looked sad, pulled out the sharp blade in his hand and cried: "Weichen went down and let the Martyrs Ancestors and the Emperors reprimand." The emperor has descended, and the princess of the auxiliary country will not harm her life, please forgive the emperor for the ministers who can no longer accompany you, and the ministers will go! ”

Before the word "Li Ai......" could be blurted out, Li Yuan's half-white hair instantly aged and turned white, and his eyes widened as he looked at the courtier who fell to the ground, and the teacher who had taught him since he was a child also left him.

Yuan Lao was grief-stricken, knelt on the ground and trembled and reached out to touch his friend, picked up the bloody sword around his neck, and rested on his neck to cry: "Your Majesty, the ministers will also go down to let the emperor reprimand, and the emperor will take care." ”

"No, Father Yuan......" Li Yuan's pupils lost focus, staggered back, his body trembled and he was about to die, he couldn't believe that everyone abandoned him, mentors and friends, courtiers and fathers, all abandoned him, is there still a place for him in the world?

Facing the cold courtiers and subjects, seeing that they were all pointing cold guns at him, Li Yuan was sad in his heart, his Li clan was gone, and the country was buried in his hands like this?