On April 20 of the first year of Longwu in the Ming Dynasty, outside the city of Hanzhong. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

The wolf smoke covered the sky and the sun, a pile of dilapidated shield carts in the east and west and a huge nest car with only a wooden frame left in the afterburners, the corpses scattered all over the mountains and fields were lying in all directions, the tall and majestic city wall collapsed in several places, standing with some thick wooden fences, the morning sun in the air was almost blocked by the black smoke rolling up to the sky, the bleak daylight shone down from the gaps in the clouds, reflecting the blood stains on the city wall and the ground, plus the strong bloody gas in the air, all reflected the bloody battles that had taken place here in the past few days.

The siege of Hanzhong by the Great Western Army has entered the tenth day, and countless soldiers of the Great Western Army have left their lives under the city, but Zhang Xianzhong, the Yongchang Emperor who lost his righteous son Ai Nengqi, did not back down, and launched wave after wave of attacks on the city of Hanzhong that was waiting for him, regardless of casualties, and poured human lives into Hanzhong like a tide, and then was knocked to ashes on the city.

He Zhen's life is not easy, these ten days he put on a helmet and armor every day, fully armed to eat and live on the city tower, with his own team to extinguish the fire everywhere, where it is tight, where it is tight, several times the Great Western Army has rushed to the city, but he led the guards R to fight hard.

Both sides are red-eyed, and it depends on who can't stand it first and collapses under tremendous pressure.

"Kill!" Liu Wenxiu waved the long knife in his hand, and let out a howl that seemed to come from his chest with all his might, his iron helmet was gone, his hair bun was scattered, and he hid behind a shield cart with half of the planks broken by flying stones, and pushed forward with his shoulders.

"Lord Wang, you can't go on again, most of the brothers are dead, and if we continue to fight, we won't even have the old foundation!" A personal guard general hugged his waist and shouted desperately: "Even if you want to go up to fight to the death, you should let me go, and the prince will stay first!" ”

"Please stay and let the little ones go up and fight to the death!" The guards around him, holding shields, shouted in unison.

“Ｐ！” Liu Wenxiu said angrily, his bloodshot eyes were full of rage: "Lao Tzu's brothers are dead, I can't avenge him, I can still be regarded as a prince of P!" It's all for Lao Tzu to dodge, who ****** stop Lao Tzu again, I will split him! ”

Before the words fell, with a sharp whistle of breaking the air, a short spear of the bed crossbow S accurately hit the remaining half of the thick wooden board of the shield car with a violent impact, and the huge force pierced the entire shield car through the whole shield car, and a soldier close to the thick wood was dressed into a blood gourd and nailed to the wooden board, Liu Wenxiu was hit on the head by the upside-down flying wooden board, snorted, fell backwards, and passed out with blood on his head.

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang!" The guards were shocked, hurriedly shielded Liu Wenxiu, and retreated in a hurry, and with Liu Wenxiu's wounded coma, the first attack of the Great Western Army on this day was defeated as usual.

The hordes of soldiers quickly left the city, leaving behind thousands of fresh corpses.

On a small hill ten miles away from Hanzhong City, surrounded by heavy cavalry, up and down the mountain, the heavily armored guards are densely packed, guarding this mountain bag, on the top of the mountain, a huge bright yellow flag flutters in the wind, embroidered with two huge "Daxi" double characters in black font, there is a group of people standing under it, and they are looking forward to the scale of the war in the distance.

"Father, the second brother seems to have retired." Sun Kewang stared at it for a long time and said gloomily.

The group of Daxi generals standing behind are all frowning, as soon as the sky is bright, Zhang Xianzhong angrily ordered the siege of the city, under the all-out attack for ten consecutive days, Hanzhong City is still standing, or in the absence of foreign aid to do it, this is simply Zhang Xianzhong's shame, since the Valley City Restoration, the Great Western Army will break every city, never so helpless to take a lonely city, Ai Nengqi was killed by He Zhen on the first day, but also made his liver fire rise, so today sent troops, He directly asked Liu Wenxiu, the king of Funan, to take his soldiers into battle.

"There is no news from Neiying who was mixed in the city earlier, and there is no signal movement so far, so it may have been washed." Wang Shangli added worriedly on the side, and also glanced at Zhang Xianzhong's face.

The two of them said, the top of the mountain fell into a deathly silence, the emperor was angry, talking too much and saying too much will be lost, this master is angry to kill, no one dares to talk nonsense, for fear of touching Zhang Xianzhong's scales.

"Hopefully, you go and replace Wenxiu." Zhang Xianzhong's sallow face did not have any expression, and there was murderous intent in his straight eyes, and he said coldly: "Your fourth brother was killed by He Zhen, go up and give Onishi a long face!" ”

Sun Kewang's expression was awe-inspiring, and he clenched his fists and said solemnly: "Erchen takes orders!" He shook off his cloak and strode down the hill.

As soon as Sun Kewang left, an officer came up from the bottom of the mountain in a hurry, he almost walked and ran, his feet were fast, he jumped to the top of the slope, he couldn't even take his breath, knelt down in front of Zhang Xianzhong in a few steps, and shouted in his mouth: "Your Majesty, scout emergency!" ”

Zhang Xianzhong glanced at him, recognized it as a scout general in the army, and knew that he was in a hurry, it must be something on the Tartar side, and his heart became more and more irritable, but his face maintained a cold appearance, and only spit out one word: "Speak!" ”

"The brigade of Tartar soldiers and horses has passed through Yangzhou, only fifty miles away, and they have stopped in Chenggu!" The scout general said eagerly, the sweat on his face couldn't help but flow downward: "The last general looks at the number of them, there are about 100,000 people, there are constantly carriages and horses, and more than half of the riders. ”

There was a sound of gasping on the top of the slope, everyone looked at each other, and they all saw a look of fear in each other's eyes, nearly 100,000 Tartar soldiers, more than half of the cavalry, can we withstand it?

"Who is the one leading the troops?" Zhang Xianzhong continued to ask in a cold voice, his tone was calm and free, without a hint of panic, which calmed everyone's hearts a little.

"The Tartar rangers are very powerful, the sons and daughters dare not approach, and they can't recognize the Manchu banner, only to see a yellow flag with the words Prince Su on it from a distance, it should be the Tartar Prince Haoge as a general." The scout hurriedly replied.

Zhang Xianzhong's face twitched, but he reacted quickly, immediately regained his indifferent expression, and said, "Got it, you go down." ”

After sending away the scouts, Zhang Xianzhong turned his gaze back to Hanzhong City, squinted his eyes and was silent for a while, muttering to himself: "The Tartars are here, but they are not in a hurry to relieve the siege of Hanzhong, what do you want to do so far away?" Do you want to learn the battle of Shanhaiguan? Hehe, I'm not as good as that Li Zicheng! ”

He shouted violently: "Order, let the king of Pingdong stop sending troops, withdraw the men and horses, and return to the camp!" ”

There were heralds on the top of the slope on standby, and someone immediately ordered them to leave, but before they could go down the mountain, they saw the scout general who had just left stumbling back, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and he was a little more urgent than he had just run.

"Your Majesty, report urgently!" He even ran out of order, stumbled headlong in front of Zhang Xianzhong, and didn't care about the great sin of colliding with the holy car, and shouted vigorously: "The Tartar has moved!" Coming quickly, it is less than thirty miles away from the city! ”

"What?" This time, Zhang Xianzhong couldn't pretend to be calm, his face changed sharply, and he said angrily: "Didn't you stay in Chenggu just now?" ”

"Your Majesty, the Tartar rangers are too powerful, our people can't run and can't win, as long as they are found by the Tartars, they will inevitably be caught up and killed, the previous emergency report was sent by a big bend, and it took a lot of time, and now the urgent report is just after someone found out about the Tartars' movement and desperately escaped by luck, and there were several arrows on the person, and they were sent back with their last breath." The scout general said with a crying voice.

Zhang Xianzhong didn't have the heart to listen to the last few words of his hand, his mind was blank, and he was shocked beyond words, originally thought that the Tartars were going to follow the example of a stone and fight, so that he and He Zhen would die to the death, they waited on the side to see the hole, but now they are like thunder, and they are coming straight to themselves.

All complain about this damn He Zhen, the Hanzhong will be guarded like an iron bucket, unable to succeed, if not, take this strong city and fight against the city, and the Tartars will defeat a lot of things, now it's good, the strong city is in front, if the Tartars go around a bend and cut off the retreat of the Great Western Army, what if the enemy is attacked on both sides?

Zhang Xianzhong was stunned, and quickly regained his senses, he died in adversity I don't know how many times, Chen Qiyu saw that he was going to burn him to death and survived, his nerves were as strong as wire, when the incident happened suddenly, he immediately had a response.

"The whole army collects its troops, retreats ten miles, and lines up with the back of the big battalion!" He roared and gave the order.

(End of chapter)