Thank you very much for the tips of 100 and rabit2011!

*

"My lord, the grassland alliance army in Xicheng has also begun to move, there are about twenty-five thousand troops."

"Probe!" Luo Xin shouted.

The herald hurried away, and another herald came running, fell on one knee, and said in a loud voice:

"My lord, in the direction of Dongcheng, there are about twenty-five thousand troops!"

"My lord, there are about 25,000 troops in the direction of Nancheng." Another herald ran over and reported.

"Probe!"

Luo Xin's eyes looked to the opposite side, and at this time, Luo Xin was in Beicheng, facing the strongest tribe in the grassland alliance. There were 25,000 troops in each of the east, west, and south directions, for a total of 75,000 troops. Luo Xin's eyes swept over the army opposite the city, and slightly estimated that there should be about 45,000 people, so that there are about 120,000 left in the grassland coalition army today, and nearly 20,000 people have died in the thirteen-day siege.

"......Sneer," Admiral Zhang sneered and said, "They are no longer as arrogant as before." ”

When all the generals heard this, they remembered the arrogance of the grassland coalition army when they first arrived in the capital, when they ran under the capital and laughed wildly, but at this time, the grassland coalition army under the city was only solemn, and there was no contempt for Daming in their eyes. The faces of all the generals couldn't help but show a hint of smugness and laughed.

Luo Xin said slowly: "This is the dignity we have fought for, but what we want is not the respect of the steppe tartars for us, but their fear of us, and today we will plant the seeds of fear in their hearts." ”

When the generals heard this, their laughter stopped abruptly, and their faces showed a look of determination, and they nodded heavily.

"Your Excellency!" Admiral Yu said with a look of anticipation in his eyes: "Do you want to go to the city gate and prepare to rush out?" ”

Looking at his eager expression, Luo Xin said angrily and funny: "Stay honest, where will the grassland coalition army be so easy to rout?" There will be your chance! ”

"Hahaha......" The surrounding generals couldn't help but look at Admiral Yu and laughed.

"Admiral Yu, don't worry!" Seeing Admiral Yu's sneering appearance, Luo Xin smiled and said: "There must be a chance for you, because what this official has to do is not only to defend the capital without losing, but also to really defeat the grassland coalition army, maybe I will lead you all the way to the depths of the grassland, I want to make the grassland tribes tremble as soon as they hear the word Da Ming!" ”

When the generals heard this, they were shocked, looking at Luo Xin who was bathed in the morning sun, and Luo Xin's various identities flashed in their hearts.

Luo Xin, a generation of Confucianism, a poet, the champion of today's department!

In this Ming Dynasty, where literati were precious, ordinary people's reverence for Luo Xin, who had such an aura, was unimaginable.

And Luo Xin is still a generation of famous generals, and he has never been defeated. The identity of such a military general made these warriors feel cordial to Luo Xin from their hearts, and this civil and military identity made all the soldiers willingly gather around Luo Xin.

In fact, at this time, the soldiers of the three major battalions already had a blind obedience to Luo Xin, as long as Luo Xin gave an order, they would not ask why at all, and they would rush over.

Luo Xin's undefeated experience so far made the Ming soldiers regard them as military gods, and the reason why they are no longer afraid of the grassland alliance is because of their blind obedience to Luo Xin, in their hearts, they think that no matter how strong the grassland alliance is, Luo Xin will also have a way to deal with it.

Once this kind of blind obedience is formed, it is actually a very terrible thing, especially the threat to the emperor is very huge. Therefore, the emperors of all dynasties were wary of famous generals. And most of the fate of a generation of famous players is not good.

This is also why Luo Xin began to operate his own forces in the grassland, leaving a back road for himself. He was very distrustful of Emperor Jiajing, just as Emperor Jiajing was very jealous of him.

In fact, the two have never had a tacit understanding, and they have never been close.

The rumbling sound of horses' hooves attracted everyone's attention again, and the grassland coalition army on the opposite side was already approaching a stone's throw away.

"Ballista Ready!"

"Archer prepare!"

"Catapult prepare!"

"Roll the wood and stone ready!"

One order after another was issued, and the capital city was busy.

The situation of the east, west and south was constantly delivered by the heralds, and at this time, the grassland coalition forces on three sides also entered the land of a stone's throw away.

Luo Xin held the battlements in his hands, quietly looked at the grassland coalition army below, and saw the grassland coalition army under the city wall suddenly raised their scimitars in unison and shouted:

"Slaughter the city!"

"Slaughter the city!"

"Slaughter the city!"

A huge wave of sound slammed towards the city, murderous!

At the same time, as if it were an echo, the shouts of "slaughtering the city" were heard from the east, west, and south directions.

Three times in a row, there was silence above and below the city, and the oppressive force in the silence squeezed in. In the midst of this silence, Luo Xin's Qingyue voice sounded loudly above the city.

"Come!"

"Come!" All the people above the city will shout together!

"Come!" All the soldiers shouted together.

"Come!" All the soldiers on all sides of the capital shouted together!

Huang Taiji, who was under the banner, narrowed his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth flashed a trace of coldness, and he suddenly slashed the scimitar in his hand in the air, and shouted:

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

As soon as the shouts of slaughter fell, he saw 20,000 Tartars dismount from their horses and become infantrymen, carrying shields and ladders, and rushing towards the city wall.

This is not the first time that the grassland coalition army has attacked the city, and the Ming soldiers are not the first time to defend, both sides are familiar with the road, but this time Luo Xin can see that the momentum of the grassland coalition army is much more fierce and crazy, and 20,000 people are spread out on the ground, giving people a feeling of a sea of people, and they are spreading rapidly towards the city wall.

"The Tartars are desperate!" Luo Xin said in a condensed voice.

Admiral Zhang also nodded and said, "The Tartars are ready for a decisive battle!" ”

Luo Xin nodded again, his face was solemn, he no longer spoke, and his eyes were fixed on the grassland coalition army under the city.

There was silence above the city, and everything was ready, just waiting for the other party to enter the strike range. The heralds kept shuttling back and forth, and the east, west, and south sides were also on the verge of breaking out.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

The war drums sounded, the trumpets sounded, and the 20,000 steppe coalition troops approached the city wall at a rapid speed.

"Ballista, shoot!"

"Archer, shoot!"

The generals in charge of the defense issued orders one after another, and the humming sound of a bowstring sounded above the city, and the arrows fell from the top of the city like a torrential rain, heading towards the grassland coalition army under the city wall.

"Crackling ......"

Most of the arrows were blocked by the wooden shields raised by the Grassland Alliance, and the speed of the Grassland Alliance did not stop in the slightest.

The grassland coalition is delicious, and the Ming Dynasty has begun the final collision!

*

Ask for a subscription! Ask for a commuter pass!

*

*(To be continued.) )