"Good! I'm going to ask the Metropolitan Governor! Zhu Wenying shouted at the city, and asked his correspondent Maozi to invite Zhu Wenzheng.

Ma Du tiptoed and glanced down at the city, only to see a group of twenty Han soldiers under the city holding a man dressed as a scholar, a short knife against the back of the scholar's heart, and the scholar kept hanging his head.

"Who is this man?"

Zhu Wenying sighed, "This is Zhang Ziming of the Thousand Households of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, some time ago, Brother Wen Zheng deceived Chen Youliang into surrendering, and while their defense was lax, he sent Zhang Ziming out of the city to ask his father for help, but he didn't see him return for a long time, and I didn't expect him to be caught by Chen Youliang." But he said he was arrested when he came back,"

"Oh, did he see Wu Guogong? What did Wu Guogong say? ”

"He said that he would tell Wen Zheng in person, but I don't think he will bring any good news."

"His life is now pinched in the palm of Chen Youliang's hand, even if there is really good news, he may not dare to say it, but I am afraid that he will say something that will hurt the morale of the army.

What to do about it has to ask Brother Wen Zheng to come and discuss it again, if it really doesn't work, I will shoot him together at that time. Zhu Wenying clenched his fist and snapped, and the hideous nature of the finch harvester had already appeared.

After about half an hour, the sky was already bright, and I saw Zhu Wenzheng hurrying up the city wall, and saw a faint red mark on his neck, so I knew that this guy didn't spend the night in the barracks last night, no wonder he came so late.

He looked at the military formation in the distance, his brows couldn't help but tighten, he was not in a hurry to see Zhang Ziming, but walked against the wall on the other side, directly entered the city gate building, turned around and asked Zhu Wenying, who came up, "Is it really Zhang Ziming under the city?" ”

Zhu Wenying nodded, "It's him!" ”

"He said he saw his uncle?"

"Yes, so I'm going to tell you to your face." Zhu Wenying hesitated for a moment before saying: "He can't help himself now, his words may not be credible, and it is also his side of the story that he has not seen his father." If he brings good news, it will be fine, if it is bad news...... It's better to shoot him together and get clean! "I have to say that Zhu Wenying's suggestion is the best way.

Zhu Wenzheng first nodded and shook his head violently, and then kept pacing back and forth, and the pace was very fast, obviously he was also very anxious in his heart.

Vaguely hearing another shout from the city, Zhu Wenzheng suddenly stomped his foot, "I'll go see him!" As he spoke, he came to the edge of the city wall, leaned on the battlements and looked down, "Is it Zhang Ziming?" ”

"The Grand Duke!" Ma Du saw that the man under the city raised his head and saw that it was a thin young man, his face was full of haggardness, and there was a hint of surprise in Zhu Wenzheng's eyes, "My subordinates have met Wu Guogong in Yingtian!" ”

is a very simple sentence, but it contains a lot of information, I met Zhu Yuanzhang in Yingtian, which means that the war between Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Shicheng has ended, and the result can be known.

If it is said that Lao Zhu and Lao Chen fought half a catty, but the battle between Lao Zhu and Zhang Shicheng basically never lost, Zhu Yuanzhang, who returned from a big victory, would naturally come to the aid of Hongdu.

Ma Du whispered to Zhu Wenying, "Find some good marksmanship, maybe you can save them, five or six prepare the hanging basket!" ”

Zhu Wenying's intelligence can naturally hear the meaning of Zhang Ziming's words, and this kind of obscure words can't be heard without a little vision.

The Han sergeants were just ordinary soldiers, so naturally they couldn't hear it, but they only knew that what Zhang Ziming said was different from what had been arranged before.

Just kicked in the crook of Zhang Ziming's leg, Zhang Ziming immediately knelt down in pain, and a leader of the Han army put a knife on his neck, and whispered viciously: "Don't fucking play tricks, according to the previous arrangement." “

Zhang Ziming was silent for a moment, this was tantamount to a life-and-death decision for him, and he took a long breath.

Zhu Wenzheng and Zhu Wenying in the city also became nervous, although they understood what Zhang Ziming meant, but the ordinary soldiers didn't understand, if Zhang Ziming said something that shouldn't be said, it would be bad for them to defend the city.

"Moon Young!" Zhu Wenzheng's palm turned into a knife and was about to swing it down, when he heard Zhang Ziming under the city shouting loudly: "The people in the city are listening to Wu Guogong's ...... will rush to the aid of Hongdu in a few days" He spoke quickly, but everyone could hear it clearly.

The Han soldier swung his knife to wipe Zhang Ziming's neck, but a ball of blood burst out on his chest, and he fell to the ground with a crisp gunshot.

Zhu Wenying's side also reacted, "Put!" "Bang bang bang...... The twenty Han soldiers under the city were beaten to pieces in a blink of an eye, and it would be in vain to fight at such a close distance.

Ma Du put the pistol away and said to Zhang Wuliu beside him: "Throw the hanging basket!" Zhang Qianhu is running here! ”

Zhang Wuliu was very obedient and immediately threw the hanging basket down, but you fucking grabbed one! Otherwise, Ma Du is quick and steps on the rope with his foot, and the whole hanging basket will fall down with the rope.

"Five or six is not for you to throw them all down!"

"The little one understands, it's just that his hand slipped." Zhang Wuliu took the rope with a smile.

Ma Du looked down into the city, and a few of the twenty Han soldiers who had not been killed were running back wildly. Zhang Ziming also stumbled towards the city wall, his hands were tied behind his back, and the side of the city wall was full of corpses and some tools that were thrown down to defend the city, and it was not easy to run fast.

Zhang Ziming was shouting while running: "You shot the pseudo-Han prince Chen Shan'er yesterday, and surrendering will not end well, Chen Youliang will only slaughter the city to vent his anger......"

Didn't Zhang Dingbian shoot yesterday? Ma Du was confused, which one is Chen Shan'er? Ma Du vaguely remembered that Chen Youliang had a son named Chen Li who was sent by Lao Zhu to Goryeo to eat kimchi.

"Okay, you can pull it!" Zhang Ziming's voice came from the city.

Ma Du looked down and saw that Zhang Ziming was already standing in the hanging basket, and his hands behind his back tightly grasped the rope of the hanging basket.

"Pull!" With a wave of his hand, several defenders pulled the gondola up with a whizz, faster than the elevator.

Airplanes...... The sound in the distance was a bit like the sound of a large number of mung bean flies taking off, and Ma Du had heard too much these days, because there were a large number of corpses piled up outside each city gate, and the weather was hot, so it was strange not to attract flies.

Ma Du didn't care, but there was a strong impact behind him, knocking him into the front chest and sticking directly against the female wall, and his head hit the city so much that he almost fainted.

"Five or six, what are you doing......" Before he finished speaking, he heard a scream, and the defenders who were pulling the hanging baskets had fallen to the ground with crossbow arrows with thick fingers.

The rope in his hand had become fluttery, and Ma Du sighed, he could imagine Zhang Ziming being shot like a hedgehog.

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