There was no human figure in the streets, as if the end had come.

When the Song army defeated the sailor head-on on the Fuliang River and lost the most rearly barrier, even the beggars on the street knew that the Jiaozhi Kingdom had gone.

The Song army was not numerous, and the city gate was not blocked, but there were very few military and civilian officials sneaking away in the city, after all, there were still tens of thousands of ferocious barbarians scattered in the wilderness, and leaving the city would only be a dead end. It's just that the current gloom is cold, and people can't feel it, and there are tens of thousands of people living in the capital.

After the failed sneak attack on the shipyard, Li Changjie was originally going to leave Thang Long Mansion and take the Dayue Emperor to the south to patrol to see if he could avoid the attack of the Song army. But the news that Zhancheng and Zhenla joined forces to send troops made him have no choice but to give up this plan.

But to sit in the city of sorrow is to wait for death. The Song people have already reached the Shenglong Mansion, no matter how you look at it, they will not withdraw their troops or show mercy to their subordinates, but who has a way? It can withstand the offensive of the Song army. It is important to know that the Song army, which is currently setting up a camp outside the city and preparing to attack the city, is only the vanguard of the camp in Annan, and the real conquest army has not yet arrived in Yongzhou. The war in the past month was actually because the Song coach was anxious and attacked first.

But even against the Song people who lacked strength, Li Changjie was still defeated repeatedly, and it was because of his reckless foolishness that he attracted the Song army that destroyed the country.

The people who are still with him now don't know what to do, so they can only huddle together to embolden each other. There are also some more ruthless thoughts, but Li Changjie has no time to worry about them.

Before he knew it, Li Changjie found that he had arrived at the Yellow Dragon Temple. I wanted to go to the palace, but I didn't expect to come here.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Changjie dismounted and walked into the temple.

The temple is empty, and in the Huanglong Temple, where incense is flourishing on weekdays, there is not much perennial choking sandalwood fragrance now.

The people who were still kowtowing in the temple a few days ago and begging for the protection of the gods are all gone.

Today is still cloudy, if it is a few days before the defeat of the sailors, the hall at this time must be crowded with people, who will come to beg the clouds in the sky to turn into a torrential rain. But the Song people have arrived in the city, and no one no longer has such illusions.

It can be said that when the Song people fought the Fuliang River, the Great Yue Kingdom was already certain to perish. I don't have the heart to resist, and the only struggle I will do is not want to have my toes cut off. Maybe someone will plan to exchange himself with the Song people for a promise.

In fact, the number of the Song army was not large, only 10,000. No matter how fierce and good they are, with the military strength of Da Yue, they can actually resist it. But when a tiger leads a pack of wolves, there is no room for resistance.

Originally, he still had the most lingering illusions about the Fuliang River and the sailors on the river, but now the illusion is shattered, and the courtiers have secretly calculated that they will open the city and surrender. Most of them still have illusions, the hatred of the Song people is concentrated on Li Changjie, the Queen Mother, and the Son of Heaven, as long as they are handed over and left to the Song people, they can at least save their lives, and maybe they can keep their wealth.

The palace was in chaos, and the Empress Dowager Yilan could only hold the young king and wait for the final result.

Hearing the news that the Song army had attacked the south bank, it was time for Zhancheng to send troops.

At present, Dayue is already in the twilight of life, and it is difficult to have a chance to recover. Li Changjie himself also knows that his fate is in the slightest. The courtiers who usually flattered him were nowhere to be seen, and the troops under his command who ordered and forbade them no longer obeyed his orders.

Under the betrayal of relatives, if you still don't know what kind of ending you are about to face, Li Changjie has wasted his decades of being a general.

Walking into the Huanglong Temple, the yellow silk on the incense table was dragged to the ground, the fruit plate on the offering was overturned on the table, and the fresh fruit rolled on the ground and the table.

Li Changjie frowned, walked up in person, and cleaned up the desk. The fruit bowl and incense burner were all placed back in place, and the futons on the ground were all placed in front of the desk.

After everything was cleaned up, standing in front of the incense case, Li Changjie hesitated, then knelt down and kowtowed three times, this was the first time he prayed sincerely for God's help.

After a while, he got up from the futon. Behind him, the expression of loss and despair on the faces of the people, the owner who has always been full of confidence and has absolute strength actually came to pray to God and worship the Buddha, such a change, how can they not feel frightened. Even when Li Changjie suddenly stood up because of kneeling for a long time and almost lost his balance, he forgot to come up and help him.

After shaking his body, Li Changjie regained his footing, looked at the entourage, and even lost the spirit of scolding, and started to step out of the palace gate.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning pierced the cloudy sky, and a thunderclap resounded through the heavens and the earth. With the lightning and thunder, the next moment, the wind and rain were blowing, and raindrops the size of soybeans fell from the sky.

Li Changjie stopped in surprise, looking at the rainstorm that turned into a waterfall in front of him, he and his entourage looked back at the main hall dedicated to the Yellow Dragon.

In the dark, are there really ghosts and gods?!

The rain became heavier and heavier, as if the sky had leaked to the bottom, and the Nine Heavens Milky Way hung upside down from the breach. This kind of rain is very familiar to Li Changjie, and everyone who lives in this land is very familiar with it, and this is by no means the showers that will occur in the dry season.

"Heaven will not kill me!"

Li Changjie muttered. At the last moment, just after he personally worshiped the Yellow Dragon, the heavens finally gave him a reply.

"Heaven will not kill me!" Li Changjie roared, glaring at everyone around him with angry eyes.

Facing the master who was blessed by Heaven and the Yellow Dragon, the entourage knelt down, "Congratulations to the captain, congratulations to the captain!" ”

Li Changjie didn't pay much attention, he rushed into the rain and raised his head to face the storm. The raindrops fell on his face, and there was a slight pain, which made him laugh loudly. The soaked robe stuck to his body, and the scattered hair stuck to his face like a snake, like madness.

Lightning illuminated the silhouette of the ministers of Jiaozhi raising their hands in the rain, "It is the sky that will not kill me!" ”

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"It's just raining, so why bother worrying."

Han Gang didn't care about this, listening to the sound of rain outside, with a relaxed smile on his face, it had been a month since he saw rain, the scorching sun in the sky, many rivers and lakes had greatly reduced the scope of the water surface, and at this time, a rain came down, and it was just compensation.

"It hasn't rained for a month, and it's normal for it to rain at this time. Even in the dry season, it doesn't mean that there is not a drop of rain, there is still some rain. When the rain stopped, they immediately attacked the city. ”

But three days later, the torrential rain that still didn't stop made Han Gang unable to maintain a relaxed smile on his face anymore. In all the replies to the question about the climate of Jiaozhi, one fact was confirmed - nearly a month in advance, the rainy season of Xining for ten years has already descended on the land of Jiaozhi.

The ground in the camp had become muddy and wet in the rain, and the officers and soldiers who had set up camp in the mud had begun to complain as their excitement about the imminent success had faded.

It was only one step away from taking Thang Long Mansion, but it encountered the most dreaded rainy season.

A few days ago, the Fuliang River, which was gentle and docile, is now turbid and turbid, just like the Yellow River. The tidal flats exposed before have been submerged for most of the time, and the rolled up waves are covered with white foam, faintly with roar and whistling, as if there are strange beasts churning in the river, and it seems that the Yellow Dragon of the Protector of the country is making waves in the river.

Zhang Dan, Han Gang, Li Xin and Li Xian had heavy faces, listening to the surging river outside. Miles and a layer of tabernacles, it was still clear in their ears.

'Is there really a ghost?' ’

All four of them clenched their teeth, and they were just one step away.

The walls of Thang Long Mansion are already in front of you, and the craftsmen are working day and night for the thunderbolt cannons to attack the city, as long as there are three or five more days, they can break through Thang Long Mansion in one fell swoop, and hand over a perfect answer to the Son of Heaven for this southern expedition.

There is no need to fight anymore, many courtiers in the city have already sent their cronies out to submit letters of surrender and loyalty, and are willing to make internal responses for the officials and soldiers. The number of people, as long as the officials and soldiers really rushed to the city, maybe these rebels could set up their own families and gather to capture the Jiaozhi King City.

Seeing that he was about to win, it started to rain. And it is seven or eight days or even ten days and half a month, and it is possible to rain all the time. With the arrival of the rainy season, the plague will also breed rapidly, and if the soldiers from the north have not experienced such a difficult season, how much combat power can the soldiers from the north guarantee? And the courtiers of Jiaozhi who originally sent people to contact had no news at this time.

The time and place are favorable, and the use of soldiers must not be abandoned. Although the officers and the army had won all three before, as soon as the rainy season arrived, the situation reversed. Now that he is in danger, if he doesn't make a decision, he may end up with the annihilation of the entire army outside Thang Long Mansion.

"Can't delay any longer!" Zhang Dian was the first to speak, he didn't feel that the rain at the moment showed signs of stopping for a short time, "Even if it rains, you have to attack the city immediately." ”

Yan Da also agreed with Zhang Dan's opinion, every time he stayed in the rain for one more day, the morale of the army dropped a little, he was in the camp for several days, what he saw and heard, it was clear evidence, "It is necessary to attack the city as soon as possible, the combat power of the officers and troops is far better than that of Jiaozhi, even if you can't use the spaceship and the divine arm bow, you can still attack it by relying only on sabers and thunderbolts." ”

"The number of officers and soldiers is too small. The morale of Jiaozhi is already high, and at this time, it is better to use more troops. Li Xian suggested, "It is best to call back all the armies and attack the city together." ”

The three of them all took a stand, and their six eyes looked at Han Gang together.

Han Gang nodded and opened his mouth, his opinion was the same as that of the three of them: "As Li Duzhi said, everyone must be recalled." This time, we're going to storm the city! ”