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Baishui originates from the junction of Bear's Ear Mountain and Funiu Mountain, first flows to the southeast, after crossing Baizhong Mountain, but turns due south, enters Nanyang Fucheng, and then flows out to the west, passes Wollongong, flows due south again, gathers a series of tributaries, and flows into Hanshui near Xiangyang.

The east and south sides of Nanyang City are surrounded by white water, the west is the undulating Wollongong, and further north, there is the Purple Mountain, and only outside the north city is an open area.

Liu Zongmin's second regiment was stationed in the north of the city, and compared with the first regiment in which Li Ji personally served as the commander, the second regiment was formed much later, and it did not go through major battles, so it lacked a lot of combat experience.

Li Zicheng handed over the task of attacking Nanyang City to Liu Zongmin, not only to give Liu Zongmin an opportunity to make meritorious contributions, but also to accumulate an opportunity for the second battalion to accumulate actual combat.

In order to cooperate with Liu Zongmin's siege of the city, Li Ji deployed the first regiment of the fourth battalion in the east and west of the city, and in the southern city near Baishui, only a small number of cavalry were moving.

The Mandate of Heaven army went to Henan this time, in order to streamline the personnel, and did not carry auxiliaries, naturally there would be no siege equipment, Liu Zongmin asked the soldiers to go to the purple mountain to cut down trees and build a ladder for attacking the city as soon as possible.

In order to confuse the defenders, the first regiment in the east and west of the city also built part of the ladder, only the south of the city was too close to Baishui, and there were no soldiers attacking the city.

Liu Zongmin riveted his strength this time, and the governor gave him a chance, this was his first independent siege of the city, for the reputation of the second regiment, and for his own military merits, he secretly vowed: as soon as possible at the lowest cost, take Nanyang.

In the early morning, the dew on the grass is still dry, and the sun shines harshly, and with every step, the soldiers spoil these beautiful scenes.

Liu Zongmin couldn't wait, and kept shouting to let the soldiers hurry up, and after a while, there were already ten artillery pieces set up two thousand steps outside the city, and a soldier of a thousand households was already in the rear of the artillery, ready to attack the city, and a soldier of a thousand households, hidden behind them, and then prepared to go to the battle, but at the back of the line, there were some soldiers, preparing gongs and drums, as if ready to celebrate the victory at any time.

"Commander, the brothers are ready, do you want to open artillery to attack the city first?"

Liu Zongmin glanced at the defenders gathered at the head of the city, his eyes were full of contempt, "Don't worry, let them see the scenery first, take people to the east and west of the city, and tell the general that we are ready." ”

"Yes!"

In less than a quarter of an hour, on the east and west sides, there was a cannon sound almost at the same time, although it continued, but there were only sporadic sounds, Liu Zongmin sighed: "The general is trying to save flowering bombs, how can there only be a few of them?" ”

While speaking, the sound of artillery has stopped, but there is a dense sound of gunfire, Liu Zongmin only then turned his worry into joy, the sound of guns and cannons in the east and west directions will definitely attract the defenders in the city, and the defenders in the north city will be reduced, at least they have lost a large number of reinforcements.

"Commander, what now?"

"What to do? Naturally, we are going to attack the city, and the general will personally cover for us, if we can't take Nanyang, I won't have the face to see the governor and the general," Liu Zongmin waved his hand, "Order, open fire, and prepare to attack the city!" ”

"Yes, Captain."

The herald immediately sent the order to the artillerymen, and the ten mountain guns had already been installed and calibrated, and after receiving the military order, the artillerymen began to act, loading the flowering shells and igniting the fuses, all in one go, and within a moment, the sound of "rumbling" cannons was heard.

Hearing the first cannon shot, Li Zicheng took his own soldiers and went to Wollongong, crossed more than a dozen ridges, and came to the southernmost edge of Wollongong, near the shore of the white water, sat on a clean stone, and was stunned by the white water flowing westward.

He Xiaomi asked his soldiers to line up around to protect the safety of the Metropolitan Governor, and personally checked it again, but no loopholes were found, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "Metropolitan Governor, can Commander Liu take Nanyang City?" ”

"What do you say?" Li Zicheng remained motionless, his eyes still staring at the slow flowing water.

"According to his subordinates, Head Liu will definitely be able to take Nanyang, but I don't know when he will be able to take it," He Xiaomi was a little worried, and said, "It's just ...... It's just that I'm afraid that a lot of people will die, and the defenders in the city will have nowhere to flee, and they will fight to the death......"

"Since the defenders in the city will definitely fight to the death, why does Xiaomi think that Regiment Commander Liu can take Nanyang?" Li Zicheng threw a small pebble into the white water, and a circular microwave shook on the surface of the river, which gradually disappeared when it was washed away by the flowing water.

"The subordinates can't say it well, the subordinates just feel," He Xiaomi said: "Commander Liu seems to be desperate, besides, the Heavenly Mandate Army attacks the city, and it can be taken every time, and the firearms of the Heavenly Mandate Army are more powerful than the Ming Army......"

"There is no one-size-fits-all thing in the world," Li Zicheng said with a faint smile: "In the past, in Gansu and Qinghai, they were all border places, there were very few fortified cities, and the Ming army did not have many reinforcements, and the most important thing was that the sergeants did not have much loyalty to the imperial court, and when they arrived in Henan, it was already the core of the imperial court, and these circumstances could change, so we couldn't completely rely on firearms, just like this Nanyang City, even the city gate was made of heavy iron, and the gunpowder bag couldn't blow up the ......city gate at all."

"The Governor ......"

"Therefore, when we came to Henan this time, we did not aim to attack the city, and if we could not attack the city, we would not attack the city," Li Zicheng said: "In Dengzhou, we obviously passed under the city, but we did not attack the city. ”

"Is the Governor worried about the casualties of his brothers? However, this is war, and casualties are inevitable......"

"I naturally know," Li Zicheng nodded, "The most important thing is that even if the city is defeated, it will not be able to hold it stably, and the casualties of the brothers will be meaningless." ”

"The subordinates understand ......"

"You don't fully understand," Li Zicheng said: "When we come to Henan this time, we are a lone army, and we may be surrounded by the superior forces of the Ming army at any time, so we must move quickly and not be burdened by the city." ”

"Dadu Governor," He Mi looked around, and saw that the soldiers were far away, so he mustered up the courage to say: "This time I came to Henan, it is too dangerous, and Dadu Governor really shouldn't come ......"

"Is Xiaomi worried about me?" Li Zicheng casually picked up a small stone chip from the ground, turned sideways, threw it hard, hit four or five water floats on the river surface, and slapped the plaster on his hand, "This time I came to Henan, it looks dangerous, but it may also bring a turnaround for the Heavenly Mandate Army......

He Xiaomi: "Turnaround? What turnaround? My subordinates really don't understand......"

Li Zicheng shook his head, but he didn't speak, no one can say for sure what will happen in the future, there are only some thoughts in his heart, and no one can see through whether the situation can develop according to his ideas.

He Xiaomi couldn't help it, and said: "Metropolitan Governor, since we can't occupy the cities along the way, why bother attacking Nanyang?" Nanyang is a capital city, which is more solid than Dengzhou, and the defenders are twice as many as ......"

"When you take Nanyang, you will understand," Li Zicheng stood up and said, "Xiaomi, according to your estimate, how long will Jiexuan be able to take Nanyang?" ”

"Originally, it was estimated that it would take three days," He Xiaoxiao curled his fingers, counted for a moment, and said: "Looking at the ruthless appearance of Regiment Leader Liu, maybe it will only take two days......"

"Maybe just one day, haha!" Li Zicheng laughed, "Xiaomi, let's go and see how the city is doing now!" ”

He Xiaomi was about to get up, and Li Zicheng said again: "Let's go to the north of the city, we should go to the Wuhou Temple to have a look!" ”

"Wuhou Temple?" He Xiaomi is puzzled, now is the critical moment of the siege, most of the governors do not go to supervise the battle, but they want to go to the Wuhou Temple, can the Wuhou Temple find a way to break the city? Although he didn't quite understand, he still rushed over to give the order, and then took a small flag of his own soldiers and followed Li Zicheng to the Wuhou Temple.

Wuhou Temple in the southwest of Wollongong, located between two ridges, originally to pay tribute to the Three Kingdoms when the Shu Wuhou Zhuge Kongming, maybe Zhuge Kongming in the minds of the people status is too high, dynasties, Wuhou Temple not only not damaged, but also continue to be repaired, the current Wuhou Temple, the area and construction area are greatly increased than the original.

In the Ming Dynasty, Taoism flourished, there were many Taoist teachings in Nanyang area, and Wuhou Temple also became the center of Taoist activities, coupled with the lofty status of "Wuhou" in the minds of the people, the incense of Wuhou Temple was also very vigorous, overshadowing another Taoist center Xuanmiaoguan.

Outside the main gate of the Wuhou Temple, two verdant old cypress trees, like two loyal soldiers in armor, guarding the entire Wuhou Temple, a small Taoist priest at the door, constantly pacing, he held the Buddha dust in one hand, he lowered his head and muttered something, and looked up at Nanyang City in the distance, looking extremely uneasy.

Seeing Li Zicheng in armor, followed by a group of soldiers, he was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, the door of the Wuhou Temple was closed, so he was a little relieved and greeted him carefully, "A few donors, do you want to enter the Wuhou Temple to offer incense?" ”

Li Zicheng shook his head, "We don't believe in the Tao, we just want to meet your viewer Li Zhiqiang." ”

"Ah......" the little Taoist priest was shocked, "That's the name of our viewer, how does the donor know?" ”

He Xiaomi was furious and shouted: "Let you spread the rumor, if you go, if it is late, it will provoke the brothers to get angry, and a fire will burn down the Wuhou Temple, see where you go?" ”

"Sin, sin ......" Although the little Taoist priest kept chanting, he still turned around, hurriedly opened the side door, and slipped into the Wuhou Temple.

After a while, the main gate of Wuhou Temple opened, and a middle-aged Taoist priest in a blue-gray Taoist robe came out of the main entrance, followed by four or five Taoist robes of different colors, obviously not of the same generation.

He went out of the gate, looked at Li Zicheng carefully, shrunk his hands in his robe, held the Buddha dust, and shook three times in a row, which was regarded as a salute to Li Zicheng, "The donor wants to see the poor Tao?" ”

Li Zicheng met his gaze and said lightly: "You are Li Zhiqiang?" ”

"That's the name of the poor Taoist layman," Li Zhiqiang bowed slightly, and the Buddha dust almost reached the tip of his nose, "In the Wuhou Temple, the poor Taoist is called Xuanxuan!" ”