Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Inside Should Be Outside

The soldiers stationed at the north city gate saw the thick smoke rising from the direction of Baiyun Mountain, and the fast horse scouts hidden in the forest also reported one after another, and the vanguard cavalry of the Yuan soldiers had arrived at the post road and were collecting and cremating the corpses of the Yuan soldiers.

The Song army in the city was in full array, and they were not as flustered as before, and the scouts scattered outside turned around after shooting the letter arrows, and continued to approach the Baiyun Mountain area to inquire about the news, which was rare in the past.

In the lobby of the Guangzhou Mansion, Zhang Zhensun An sat behind the eight-foot plan, and there were two rows of long tables on the left and right, and almost all civil and military officials were in line, waiting for Zhang Zhensun's general order to assign the city defense task.

One after another, the military information was read out in the lobby, and more than 100 troop carriers in the direction of Wuzhou had already set off this afternoon and gathered in the area of Liuchuan Waterfall, which was still 35 miles away from the city of Guangzhou.

"The Yuan soldiers have rushed to the Baiyun Mountain Post Road, and the handsome flag is still the mark of the Lu clan!"

"Because of the debris in the river, the Wuzhou Yuan soldiers have disembarked and assembled, with more than 30,000 troops, and the cavalry accounts for about 30%."

"Yuan Bing is stranded in Baiyun Mountain, holding a funeral ceremony!"

It was getting late, and there was no news of the two Yuan soldiers approaching Guangzhou City, and there had been no new news from the scouts who went out for a long time, and the officials sitting in the lobby were a little breathless.

"Why hasn't Lord Zhang given the order? The Yuan soldiers only have a few dozen miles left, and they will be there soon! ”

"Yes, let's go to the castle tower to discuss matters!"

"I've been sitting for a while, and I'm hungry."

And Zhang Zhensun took care of himself and read a book, and glanced at the officials from time to time, as if he was out of the matter, and he didn't care much about the Yuan soldiers who were approaching from the two roads.

"Everyone's hungry, right? Come on, come on, bring the wine and food, everyone will eat at the mansion tonight, the Yuan soldiers will not come to attack today! Zhang Zhensun put down the book in his hand and beckoned his subordinates to arrange wine and dinner, and more than a dozen officials looked surprised, and they couldn't understand which one Master Zhang was doing.

Time passed slowly in the cup change, Zhang Zhensun unconsciously drank two more glasses, and was a little drunk during the banquet, and after a few words of ridicule, he lay down behind the official case of the government office.

Wang Daofu's face was also red, he stood up and said: "Let's win a big victory today, Lord Zhang is a little tired from rewarding the soldiers during the day, and we don't have to blame for not being able to drink at night, let's drink well and rest early, the Yuan soldiers may not come to attack tomorrow, everyone have a good night's sleep today!" ”

Since the two adults had no opinion, some of the generals who were hungry for wine also let go of the amount of wine, and the atmosphere gradually became lively, and the meal was drunk until it was dark.

The officials retreated one after another, until Wang Zhenfu and Zhang Zhensun were left, and Zhang Zhensun, who was drunk on the case, slowly stood up.

"Lord Wang, how's it going?" Zhang Zhensun's face is like stopping water and spitting out words clearly, which is like a person who has just woken up drunk.

Wang Zhenfu smiled slightly and said, "Lord Zhang, come and drink a sip of strong tea to relieve hangover, and wait quietly!" ”

Because Zhang Zhensun did not assign a new city defense task, the guards of the Sifang City Gate did not make adjustments, and after the banquet, they returned to their positions and inspected the defense line they were stationed in. As the commander of Guangzhou, Ling Zhen will inspect the city defense every day, but today he drank a lot of wine, so he didn't make a special detour, and took more than a dozen personal soldiers to the West City Gate directly to inspect, and just went home to rest after the inspection.

Li Dayong, the guard of the West City Gate, was patrolling the city to arrange tonight's shift change in the city, and when he saw Ling Zhen, who was leading more than a dozen personal soldiers up, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

"Lord Totong, why did you make a round so quickly? Or come here to sit here! ”

"What are you sitting on, I'll go back to sleep after checking the post, I'm a little anxious to drink today, and my head is a little dizzy!" Ling Zhen smiled and patted Li Dayong on the shoulder, and waved his hand to let his subordinates go to various sentry posts to check.

Li Dayong smiled and helped Ling Zhen and said: "The adults are walking with a cup of tea, and the small ones have a few taels of good Longjing tea, and I have been reluctant to drink them. ”

"Haha, there is a dragon well to drink, then I'll rest!"

Sitting in the city tower making tea and pouring water, the two chatted while drinking tea, and soon the time for a stick of incense passed. Ling Zhen drank and chatted and felt that something was wrong, how could the dozen or so personal soldiers under his command not return, and after checking the patrol post, they should have come back a long time ago.

Looking at Ling Zhen, who was frowning a little, Li Dayong still smiled and poured tea.

"Don't drink Dayong, it's not too early, I should go back and rest!" Ling Zhen didn't show his suspicion in his heart, and he didn't ask about the whereabouts of his own soldiers, he just wanted to say goodbye and leave.

Li Dayong snorted and sneered: "Can Dutong still go?" Where do you want to go? ”

"What do you mean?" Ling Zhen's eyes widened, and he held the table with both hands and tried to stand up, but found that his lower body was almost paralyzed, and he couldn't exert any strength.

"Hahaha, Lord Dutong, there are some ingredients added to the tea, can you still stand up if you try? Sit down for me, and by the time you stand up, I guess the sky has changed, hahaha. ”

Li Dayong stood up, sneered, walked out of the city tower quickly, and raised his eyes to look into the distance.

At the same time, about three miles outside the west gate of Guangzhou, a squad of about 200 people, dressed in black and carrying a longbow on their backs, was led by a dozen people carrying scimitars coated with soot. The team walked very fast, and walked straight towards the West City Gate without saying a word, without making a single noise on the way.

This team was soon discovered by Li Dayong in the city, and he was excited to give orders again and again, and there were two or three hundred soldiers under his command, who came out from hidden positions everywhere, and went to the city in one wave and the other to the gate.

Ling Zhen was moved out of the city tower with a chair and placed on the edge of the city stomping, just in time to see the black-clothed team that was already approaching the moat. The dozen or so people in the lead looked up at the lights in the city, raised the scimitar covered with soot in their hands, and gently wiped off the ash with a piece of deerskin, and more than a dozen scimitars waved at the same time, bringing out a shining knife light.

"Drop the drawbridge!" Li Dayong slapped his thigh, gritted his teeth and yelled fiercely.

Ling Zhen's eyes widened, braving the fire of anger, but because of the effect of the medicine, he could only squeeze out a faint sound from between his teeth.

"Animals, you are animals...... I'm going to kill ......"

Li Dayong laughed twice at the night sky and said: "Lord Dutong, come down, Dayong is willing to sponsor the Lord to continue to be an official, what else can you and I do under this dilapidated dynasty?" The entire army is in the hands of a group of scholars, can it still win the battle?

Lord Dutong, you have 80% of the credit for the successful recovery of Guangzhou, but what is the reward? The benefits are not that Zhang Zhensun and Wang Daofu have to go, and our little soldiers are even more dry, don't you think we are wronged? ”

"I'm going to, I'm going to skin you!" Ling Zhen stared straight ahead, and with a clatter, the drawbridge landed, and the hundreds of people ran across the drawbridge with scimitars in hand.

Ling Zhen spurted out a mouthful of blood, his heart was so desperate that he fainted.