Chapter 488: Long live the emperor, long live and fight to live

Chapter 488: Long live the emperor, long live and fight to live

When you get on the horse, you prepare for battle, and when you get off the horse, you gather and shepherd. If you want to talk about mounted archery, if the Mongols recognize the second, then no one in the world dares to recognize the first. Compared to the difficulty of training an archer in the Central Plains, the Mongols have always been proud to say that they are born to be the best archers, and even children can shoot hares and foxes in the steppe with small bows and arrows, and adults can do nothing.

So, when someone saw that the black silk was shot through, he immediately looked at the city hundreds of steps away, and exclaimed. Hearing the sound of the wah-wah, the Mongolian soldiers who were full of momentum to attack the city couldn't help but look back. Although there was no more snow at this time, the sky was gloomy and the howling cold wind seemed to be able to blow people away. The black eagle banner that was originally waving in the wind had already cracked a huge hole under the force of the feather arrows directly penetrating and the tearing effect of the wind.

This black eagle flag, which should be used to boost morale, this glorious black flag, which Arutai is known as aiming to restore the glory of Genghis Khan, this flagpole is an arm-thick Tatar military flag, so pitifully standing in the wind, the broken mouth happens to be the eagle pattern soaring in the sky, which makes people think of endless associations at a glance.

Seeing that the Tartar offensive had decreased slightly, Zhou Bailing casually threw the water bag to Xiang Long, strode out of the arrow tower, and shouted at the morale-boosting sergeants on the city wall: "God bless Daming, Lord Xiao Zhang shoots greatly!" ”

There was a momentary dead silence on the city wall, and then an earth-shattering cheer erupted. For a while, the cheers resounded in the sky, although he knew that Zhou Bailing was trying to stabilize the army's heart, Zhang Yue, who was in the arrow tower, still made a big red face. He was originally going to shoot people, but how did it turn into a flag-shooting?

Zheng Pingyuan on the east wall heard the huge cheers clearly, and his face couldn't help but show great joy. Since Tartar had been storming the Western Wall that day, he also thought about changing with Zhang Yue, but Zhou Bailing patted his chest and made a guarantee, thinking that there was such a thousand households in Beijing, so he continued to act according to the assignment of the pioneer. Although he didn't know what was going on with the so-called Xiao Zhang's divine shooting, he saw the chaos of the Mongolian soldiers under the city wall, so he immediately led a group of soldiers to fight back.

Whether it is defending the city or attacking the city, it is important to focus on momentum. At this moment, the soldiers in Xinghe Fort cheered up, and Zhang Yue immediately woke up from his face, knowing that this was definitely not the time to tell the truth, nor was it the time to continue to stay in this arrow tower. After carefully putting the spear back into the box, he ordered Lian Sheng and Lian Hu to guard it here, and immediately walked outside. Xiang Long originally wanted to stop him, but when he saw Liu Bao shaking his head at him, he had to pick up a shield and follow closely.

There were obviously fewer arrows on the city wall, and compared to the scene he had just seen in the arrow hole of the arrow tower, standing at the head of the city at this time, Zhang Yue saw the power of his arrow more clearly. Since it was a mistake and a wrong move, he pulled Zhou Bailing over and asked in a low voice, "Is there a sergeant with a big voice who can speak Mongolian?" ”

"Mongolian? Most of the sergeants up and down the Xinghe Fort can speak two sentences of Mongolian, Lord Zhang, you ask this......" Halfway through the words, Zhou Bailing suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "I understand what you mean, this big silk is all damaged, just use this to make a fuss, aren't they Nobunaga Shengtian?" I'll just say that this is the divine power of our great tomorrow that overshadows the immortal heaven of that Raushzi! Damn, that eagle flag looks tattered, it really looks like a girl in the kiln whose clothes were torn apart! ”

Seeing Zhou Bailing grinning and going over to find someone, Zhang Yue suddenly shook his head angrily, thinking that a good psychological battle would change the taste in this guy's mouth. However, looking at the dilemma of the Mongolian strong man who was guarding the black silk, he only felt that the string that had been tightened these days suddenly relaxed, and he couldn't help but show a relaxed smile on his face.

Not long after, there was a shouting sound from the corner of the city wall, which was really a signature loud voice, and the Mongolian language was extremely fluent, and there was no pause. As his speech became faster and more excited, the ranks under the city gradually became a little chaotic, and in the end, no one could even care about attacking the city. Finally, a group of sergeants slowly retreated, tightly guarding the broken black wall, and the besieging team retreated like a tide, leaving only the corpses scattered on the ground, the remains of weapons and arrow feathers, and mottled bloodstains.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yue couldn't help but clench his fists, and shouted out two words at once: "Long live!" ”

This prosperity can be kept!

He hadn't used those two words to express his excitement in years, but the others around him had misunderstood it at this moment. Zhou Bailing's eyes flashed with strange brilliance, and then he jumped onto the high battlement with the hand of his own soldier, raised his arms and shouted: "Long live the emperor, long live, long live!" ”

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

The high-pitched voice overshadowed the divine shot of Lord Xiao Zhang just now, and it spread throughout Xinghe Fort in an instant, even the people who were burying the corpses in the fort and transporting arrows and gunpowder couldn't help but stop, and immediately shouted. Yongle Emperor Zhu Di has been on the throne for 20 years, they are not those literati who are good at verbal criticism, they have long forgotten that the so-called emperor is not right, only know that it is the supreme, the son of heaven who reigns over the world, and the emperor who will bless them. And so, the voice of the emperor echoed in the sky again and again, and finally converged into a deafening roar.

Zhang Yue didn't expect that the two words he used to vent his emotions would become such a fuse, and he was stunned for a moment, and he squirmed his lips, but he couldn't be as fanatical as ordinary people. Compared with those who have never seen the emperor in their lifetime, he has seen the Son of Heaven too many times - Zhu Di who is angry and angry, Zhu Di who is kind and kind, Zhu Di who has high hopes, Zhu Di who rewards and punishes him heavily, Zhu Di who turns his face like a change of heaven - Zhu Di is also an ordinary person, but he has a bad temper. But it doesn't matter if ordinary people have a bad temper, but the emperor's bad temper kills people.

After a long time, the roar finally stopped. Even though it was still freezing at this time, many people's faces were already crimson with excitement, and so was Zhou Bailing, who jumped off the battlement. Walking quickly in front of Zhang Yue with two personal soldiers, he suddenly smiled slyly, and immediately waved behind him. In an instant, the two strong soldiers rushed forward at once, and they actually supported Zhang Yue's feet one by one, and then they used their own strength to lift the person high.

Only then did Zhou Bailing turn around and shout: "Everyone knows that Lord Xiao Zhang is a civilian official and has never used firearms before, but this time, he showed his might and shot the military flag of the Tartars with an arrow!" Lord Zhang, you can say a few words to everyone, so that we can all feel at ease! ”

Although he didn't expect Zhou Bailing's sudden move, seeing countless eager eyes at this moment, Zhang Yue could only temporarily press down his anger. He himself didn't believe in the emperor's long live long live set, but obviously the sergeants ate this set the most, but if he really did exactly what Zhou Bailing thought, it would be too fake. Suddenly, he had an idea.

"In the past two days, everyone has worked hard to keep the vitality and not lose, are they still worried that they will not be able to survive the day when the city will be broken and slaughtered? Let me ask you, when my arrow pierced the Tartar banner, did you still have that kind of worry? The Tartar banner was at least four hundred paces from the wall, and I could shoot the eagle above it with an arrow! That's because this is my Ming Dynasty's territory, and the immortal heavens can't protect them, but my Ming Son of Heaven can bless us, every god can bless us, every heroic soul in the robe who died in battle can also bless us, and our courage and perseverance can bless us even more! Just to live, we have to struggle! ”

Zhou Bailing originally thought that Zhang Yue, a civil official, would say something like loyalty to the country, so he deliberately created such an opportunity, but the more he listened, the more excited he felt, and by the time of the last sentence, he had completely left the initial little plan behind, and the first one raised his hand and roared.

"Did you hear that? If the Tartars break the city, everyone will die! In order to live, we have to fight! ”

"Fight!"

At the time of life and death, the promise of a wife and a shadow was originally pale and weak, but a simple sentence was more likely to resonate deeply with everyone. As a result, this voice resounded through the city again, and it also made Zheng Pingyuan, who was going up the stairs, distracted. He felt only an inexplicable emotion stir in his heart, and he jumped over the last two steps to the top of the city. Seeing Zhang Yue standing tall by others, he only felt a burst of heartfelt joy.

Zhang Yue and Wang Zhao not only brought food and weapons to Xinghe, brought soldiers, but also brought the most exciting spirit! He didn't want to know how the miracle came about, as long as he could enjoy the miracle, he was satisfied!

Despite the retreat of the Tartars, despite the availability of morale, no one dared to take it lightly. After assigning the defense of the city wall and arranging the people to clean up the battlefield, Zhang Yue Zheng Pingyuan and Zhou Bailing returned to the Qianhu official office. In the past two days and two nights, none of them dared to sleep during the day, and at night they took turns to squint for a while, and now everyone was full of bloodshots. At this moment, looking at the map that was already a little tattered in the council room, the three of them had no composure in front of them, and their faces were heavy.

Zhang Yue opened his mouth and said: "If you hurry up, it will only take an hour and a half for Xinghe to be perfect, and the news should have been delivered long ago." However, we have also seen how many people Arutai used this time, if Xuanfu Wanquan finds out about this, and then takes into account the danger of rescue in this cold weather, I am afraid that it may not be possible to send troops in time, not to mention that it will take time to report to the imperial court and so on. So, we have to prepare for the worst, which is to defend without reinforcements! ”

Zheng Pingyuan had already thought of this, and when he saw Zhang Yue say it first, he nodded: "Now that the momentum of the Tartars is exhausted, our morale is available, we will definitely be able to hold it!" The Tartars had to slaughter a number of livestock every winter, and they had to save food, but fighting was the most expensive! If they can't eat Xinghe, they will have to withdraw sooner or later! ”