(The previous chapter was supposed to be Nie Zheng...... Gai Nie's force is more than 85...... ）

Under the moonlight, Yang Keshi led two hundred elite soldiers from the drainage ditch towards the East Gate Tower, and met a rebel patrol detachment.

The leader saw an unknown armor soldier rushing towards him, and hurriedly asked, "Password!"

The password replied to the other side with only two words: "Shoot the arrow!" ”

Then the patrol detachment fell in a rain of arrows, and two hundred white soldiers brutally trampled over their corpses and ran towards the city gates.

At the entrance of the city gate, dozens of guards were staring at the surging Bai Xuan soldiers in amazement, at a loss. Someone asked in a panic: "What's wrong, why do you change shifts in the middle of the night?" ”

For a while, they didn't even notice that none of the Bai Xuan soldiers wore rebel headscarves - the rebels did not have their own autocratic armor, and those who wore armor were all captured by the Song army, so the style was the same.

What awaits them is still a continuous rain of arrows.

At the head of the city, dozens of faintly burning torches are inserted. Thousands of rebel soldiers on the night watch stood like stakes in the hallway, staring blankly at the dark void ahead. Unaware that death was near.

"Above, destroy this group of straight thieves!"

Han Shizhong took the lead in running up the ladder leading to the city tower with a long knife in his hand, and more than two hundred white soldiers followed, the stainless steel sword in his hand was raised high, and a strong killing intent burst out from their eyes, one by one, like wild wolves that smelled blood, in fact, the ordinary hungry wolves only had to rest when they saw them.

Woo woo woo~

The defenders on the tower of the East Gate had already discovered the danger and hurriedly sounded the trumpet to warn them. The rapid sound of the trumpet was particularly loud and desolate in the night sky.

However, it was too late!

"Kill!"

Yang Keshi shouted, with a long sword in his hand, he led more than two hundred Bai Qi soldiers to form an unstoppable iron flow, with a momentum that swept everything, crushing along the corridor.

Under the dancing sword light in the sky, Han Shizhong broke into the enemy group like a fierce tiger, and there was no general in front of him, and the long knives in the hands of the Bai Qi soldiers led by Yang Keshi behind him gathered into a sweeping momentum, and quickly crushed the will of the thousands of defenders on the city tower.

These defenders were not the Manichaeans under the command of Lu Shinang, but the remnants of the defeated army after Suzhou Shisheng was ravaged by the Song army.

Yang Keshi didn't bother to chase down the deserters, so he immediately stopped the soldiers behind him, and on the one hand, he asked people to pull up the jack gate and lower the drawbridge, and on the other hand, he asked people to raise the torches left by the rebels on the head of the city and wave them vigorously outside the city.

Followed by. There was a loud rumble from below, and the whole ground seemed to tremble. Countless white cavalry emerged in the night and rushed towards the city gates.

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In the first battle of Suzhou City, Zhao Hao and others attacked the south gate, leading the Song army to break through, although the 30,000 rebels in the city resisted desperately, but the combat effectiveness of the peasant army was too weak, especially under the attack of the white soldiers.

In the end, more than 10,000 Manichaeans were all killed, Lu Shisang was beheaded by Han Shizhong, and the deputy general Shi Sheng drew his sword and killed himself, so he attacked the city of Suzhou, which had not been broken for several days, and easily broke through.

After the Song army occupied the city of Suzhou, they began to set the example of Anmin and carry out a series of aftermath work, and the city of Suzhou gradually returned to vitality and normal order.

Taibai Building.

Zhao Hao, Yang Keshi, Han Shizhong, Wu Song, Zhao Ling and others were drinking and chatting in a private room.

Han Shizhong was out of the limelight and was directly promoted from the capital to the battalion commander. Poor Han Shizhong has been in the army for 12 years, and has made countless achievements, many times he has rushed into battle with a single sword, killing the enemy chieftain, but he only mixed up with the head, this time he followed Zhao Hao to fight, and he was like a helicopter, and he was promoted two levels in a row.

Follow the right people, do the right things...... Seems to say that chicken soup is like that.

During the banquet, Han Shizhong was happy and fought with Wu Song again, which provoked Zhao Hao and Yang Keshi to drink a lot.

Yang Keshi has a calm and resolute personality, although he is also iron-clad, but he is not as rough as Han Shizhong, but his words are full of admiration for Zhao Hao.

Who would have thought that such a white-faced clan son, who seemed to be weak and couldn't help the wind, would dare to stand up and wade lightly into the land of soldiers, not avoiding the dirt of the drainage ditch, not afraid of the danger of open guns and hidden arrows, and brave and strategic.

"That black-clothed swordsman, his swordsmanship is excellent, but he is a child? Why don't you come and have a drink? Yang Keshi asked.

The black-clothed man's ecstatic swordsmanship, killing simply and neatly, made Yang Keshi extremely impressed.

Zhao Hao said with a smile: "That person is a ranger in the rivers and lakes, he has come and gone without a trace, he has received a certain drop of grace, and now he has repaid the favor, I am afraid that he will not be found." ”

Two hours of life have long been gone with the wind, where to find ......

Yang Keshi showed a regretful expression on his face, looked at Wu Song again, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he stopped talking.

Zhao Hao asked strangely: "General Yang seems to have something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Yang Keshi looked at Wu Song, who was fighting with Han Shizhong to the death, approached him, and said in a low voice: "This martial brother is very skilled, and he is very happy, if the son is willing to cut his love...... I am willing to be included in the Baiqi Army, and please ask Xuan Shuai to be the head of the capital...... I don't know what Childe thinks? ”

The murderer who killed Cai Jing's son, if he stayed in the army, he was afraid that sooner or later the paper would not be able to contain the fire, Tong Guan and Cai Jing were dead friends, once it was revealed, I was afraid that Wu Song would not be left with the scum of death.

Zhao Hao frowned slightly, and said with a smile: "My brother has always been used to being casual, I'm afraid I can't stand the constraints of military discipline......

Yang Keshi stopped talking at the moment, but just raised a glass of wine and toasted Zhao Hao.

At this moment, a capital head came in a hurry, and when he saw Zhao Hao, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "The son is here originally, and it is easy to find the small ones for a while, Xuan Shuai has invited the son to discuss the matter, and he also asks the son to go quickly!" ”

Yang Keshi's face changed slightly, and he waved his hand at the man and said, "You wait downstairs first, and the son will come later." ”

The head was full of doubts, but it was inconvenient to brush Yang Keshi's face, so he had to retreat from the restaurant.

Yang Keshi lowered his voice at this time: "Wang Weizhong, the commander of the Shengjie Army, has too close a relationship with Xuanshuai, and the prince is a clan, try to stay away from Xuanshuai, don't tarnish your reputation......"

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Tong Guan's apartment was located in the original Suzhou Mansion, Zhao Hao turned left and right with the head of the capital, and before coming to the upper room where Tong Guan was staying, he saw that Wang Weizhong had just withdrawn.

Wang Weizhong, who is not wearing armor, wears a white jade crown, has a pink peach blossom in his ear, his eyebrows are clear, his lips are red and his teeth are white, he is dressed in white like snow, and with his slender figure, he is quite charming.

Seeing Zhao Haolai, Wang Weizhong's original face full of spring breeze changed slightly, and he immediately straightened his hair crown, helped the peach blossoms on his ears and sideburns, straightened his clothes, snorted heavily at Zhao Hao, and walked away.

Only a burst of incense lingers in the air......

Zhao Hao looked at Wang Weizhong's back suspiciously, and suddenly felt a chill.

The strange movements, the fragrance that only women have, and Yang Keshi's inexplicable words, as well as Wang Weizhong's inexplicable hostility towards himself...... I hope I'm thinking too much.

At this time, the head of the capital had already reported forward, and a loud voice came from inside: "Please enter!" ”

Outside the upper room, there is a white tiger screen partition. Bypassing the screen, we entered the main hall. Above the main hall, a tall man dressed in a brocade robe, wearing a black gauze head, and a jade belt around his waist was sitting on the couch, his face full of anger and self-authority.

Seeing Zhao Hao coming in, he hurriedly got up to greet him, and the two exchanged pleasantries for a while and sat down separately.

Tong Guan looked at Zhao Hao, smiled slightly, and handed over a piece of music: "In this battle of Suzhou, the son should make the first contribution, I want to go to the official's house and ask for merit for the son, I don't know what the son wants?" ”

Zhao Hao's face immediately changed slightly, and he said urgently: "A certain person has no power to restrain the chicken, and the work of breaking the door this time is all up to Bai Zhanbing and the two generals Yang and Han, what do you have to do with Zhao Hao?" Please also ask Xuan Shuai not to falsely report his merits! ”

I'll go...... Did this old eunuch take the wrong medicine, or did he deliberately frame him?

The clan of the Great Song Dynasty was raised in Bianliang like a pig, and Zhao Hao's branch was left in the south of the Yangtze River, which was purely a fluke, and the most protective of the clan in history was the Song Dynasty.

At that time, Li Yuanhao of Western Xia was self-reliant, and seven clan princes including Zhao Congshi, Zhao Shirong, and Zhao Shiyong were full of ambition to launch an expedition and quell the rebellion. Emperor Renzong praised the expedition plans and enterprising spirit of the seven clansmen, but rejected their requests, preferring to use various noble titles to buy Yuan Hao, which shows that the Northern Song emperors were wary of the clans.

Taizu of the Song Dynasty relied on the mutiny and yellow robe to become the emperor, and he was not right, and Taizong, who robbed his nephew of the throne, not only did not get the throne properly, but also had the legend of "candle shadow shaking red". This ancestor and a sect are all not in the right position, and the descendants are doing everything possible to guard against the warriors and the clan, so the Northern Song Dynasty, emphasizing literature and ignoring martial arts, trying to suppress the warriors, and guarding against the clan, raising the clan as a pig, can give wealth and official positions, but does not have any real power.

Now that Zhao Hao's team has finally escaped from the cage, and after decades of comfortable life, this above achievement is equivalent to being framed.

Tong Guan laughed: "The son knows how to advance and retreat, knows the current affairs, and is really the leader in the clan, and the dragon and phoenix among the people." If the son is not a clan, he will definitely be able to enter the prime minister and be a pillar of talent, but it's a pity, it's a pity ......"

When Tong Guan was saying that it was a pity, his body was already unconsciously close to Zhao Hao, and he patted Zhao Hao's hand gently, and then gently pressed it again.

Zhao Hao was stunned as if he had been electrocuted, and quickly withdrew his hand.

it!

Zhao Hao only felt that the *** in his heart was like a flood that burst the embankment, and thousands of MMPs almost blurted out, goosebumps on his back raised three layers inside and three layers outside, and his whole body felt cold.

The old eunuch was not annoyed, his face was indifferent, as if nothing had happened, and continued to ask Zhao Hao's opinion on the next battle.

Zhao Hao was already furious in his heart at the moment, where was he still in the mood to discuss the war, his mouth was perfunctory, and he only thought about how to take revenge and rectify this eunuch.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind, and a bold idea jumped out, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.