After the crowd of displaced people who could not be seen at a glance retreated like a low tide, Su Thick Legs let out a long breath. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info aside the old camp, the quality of the main force of the homeless soldiers is average, and those who serve as cannon fodder are even more vulnerable, but they can't stand the crowd, and the ants can bite the elephant to death. In addition to the 1,000 standard battalion infantry and 1,500 cavalry brought by Zhu Dadian, the total number of officers and soldiers and the people in Hezhou City was only two or three thousand, which was too different from the 50,000 or 60,000 homeless people. Although there were some situations in the middle, they finally repelled the opponent's attack without danger and kept the city from losing.

However, he did not let his guard down, the displaced people could return at any time, and defensive measures must be arranged. He summoned the officers and soldiers guarding the north gate and the people on the spot, and ordered loudly: "Although the Liukou retreat, but they will come to attack the city at any time, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, the city wall must be kept manned for twelve hours, without my order, no one is allowed to open the city gate, lanterns, torches are not extinguished all night, each battlement is reserved for one person, according to the change at night, when there is movement, the gong is sounded." After arranging the garrison of the north gate, he hurried to the west gate to arrange, and all four directions must be covered, so that the rogue could not be given a chance.

The soldiers of the standard battalion withdrew as the main force defending the city to rest to maintain their physical strength. This decision was understandable, but there were still people among the officers and men who were dissatisfied and secretly complained.

After Su Bushy and the soldiers walked away, a general secretly spat on his back, and said indignantly: "Look at his strength (Anhui dialect, pretending), what is he bluffing (what is he proud)?" An outsider can jump for a few days and pretend to be a big-tailed wolf here. Why let us stay on duty all night and they sleep? ”

A citizen cowered and said: "Master Jun, you can't say that, didn't they beat away the rogue......

When the general manager heard this, he was furious, kicked this Minyong to the sky, and scolded: "Do you have the right to speak? As far as you know, we are all busy in vain, and it's all the credit of these outsiders? ”

Just as he was about to step forward a few times to vent his anger, the soldier next to him grabbed him and persuaded: "That Biaoying Qianzong hasn't gone far yet, don't make the movement louder and let people hear it." Who made them soldiers of the Governor's Battalion? It's cool to lean against the governor's big tree......"

Hearing this, he stopped his feet and spat Minyong: "Get away, don't let me see it, or kick you to death a miscellaneous flower (useless thing)!" ”

The people climbed up bravely, didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, and obediently ran away.

Su Thick Legs naturally didn't know what the local officers and soldiers were talking about behind his back, he worked hard all afternoon, and finally placed all the city gates and city walls on duty and night patrol before dark, to ensure that there were no dead ends, and then returned to the camp, hurriedly picked up a few mouthfuls of food, and fell asleep. There will definitely be a fierce battle tomorrow, so I have to keep my spirits up, and I just hope that the rogues won't come to attack at night, so that I can get some sleep.

As night fell, boundless darkness enveloped the entire city of Hezhou, except for the dim torches shining on the corpses looming at the foot of the city walls, the traces of the fierce battle of the day disappeared into the night.

At three o'clock, it is the time when people fall asleep, in the dead of night, there is a sudden sound of voice under the north gate, and the officers and soldiers on duty are vigilantly lying on the city wall and looking down.

A group of brightly dressed men approached the walls, and although they did not have any weapons in their hands, the defenders nervously shouted: "Who is under the city?" Don't get any closer, or you'll be killed with an arrow! ”

The first person put his hands together into a trumpet shape, and shouted towards the city: "Ladies and gentlemen, I am the chief follower of the Wang Juren Mansion in Hezhou City, I was sent to Chuzhou by the lord a few days ago to do business, and I rushed back today, I didn't expect the Liukou to besiege the city, and I didn't dare to approach during the day, so I had to take advantage of the night to come quietly, and ask the military master to make it convenient and let us enter the city......"

The defenders scolded: "Bastard, let's not say whether your identity is true or false, what about the war now, in extraordinary times, you also know that the rogue is besieging the city, how can you be allowed to wait to enter the city?" If you were meticulous, would you not have done us a disservice? ”

The man smiled and said: "Master Jun, just listen to what we say, the people in Hezhou and their hometowns are all from northern Shaanxi and Henan, and they don't know what we say here." As long as it is convenient for the military master, I still have one hundred taels of silver to help the master do things, and I will give you tea for the military master......"

Hearing that there was money to take, and the other party did speak authentic Anhui dialect, the defenders hesitated a little. However, a few of their soldiers did not dare to call the shots when it came to opening the door, so they notified the Shangguan on duty at the North Gate today, who was the general who complained during the day.

The general sleepy-eyed came to the city wall, scolded and said, "What is the trouble for Lao Tzu to fall asleep? ”

The sergeants talked about what had just happened, and they were much more sober. He muttered: "Wang Juren, but Wang Juren from Fuhui Lane in the south of the city? Shout and ask. ”

Someone shouted down: "Your lord is the king of Fuhui Lane in the south of the city?" ”

The man nodded repeatedly: "Exactly." ”

After thinking about it, he said to everyone: "This Wang Juren is a cousin of the prefect and the king of the Yamen, and it is not good to offend rashly, if there is no one around the city, it is convenient to let these people in." Of course, they want to take the silver to pay filial piety, which is also a piece of people's hearts, although the brothers divide it, I don't want a penny. ”

In addition to the Qiong navy, the Ming Dynasty had almost no soldiers who were not in arrears, and the garrison in Hezhou City was no exception. The sergeants are tight on weekdays, and it is rare to have an opportunity to make a small fortune, so they naturally don't want to miss it. Of course, you can't take the humble words of the general adult seriously, and his share must not only be given, but also the largest share.

"It's just that the governor of the standard camp has confessed, and he must agree to open the city gate......," a sergeant said, with some concern.

Everyone glared at him angrily, if Su Thick Leg was notified, the city gate would definitely not be opened, and the silver that was about to arrive would also fly, wouldn't this cut off the big guy's financial route?

The general glared at him: "You know a fart!" These people in the standard camp will slap their butts and leave after the battle, we are natives, what good will it do us if we offend Wang Tuiguan and Wang Juren? ”

The rest of the people echoed: "Exactly, the villagers can't see death without help." Leave a line in everything, and see each other in the future. ”

The sergeant saw the anger of the crowd, and his neck shrunk, and he no longer dared to squeak.

The gates of the city slowly opened, and the mermaids who claimed to be the king's men entered, nodding and thanking the defenders. The leader took out a package from his bosom, handed it over, and took the soldier beside him.