One person and one rode in front of the gate of Lizhuang's wall, like an irresistible mountain, blocking the faint moonlight scattered in the air, leaving only the shadow to the people on the wall of Lizhuang's wall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xuanyuan Chen no longer mentioned the matter of three thousand stone grain, all he had to do now was to let Li Zhuang open the door.

As the commander of the Northern Liang Army, he did not allow the dignity of his subordinates to be insulted in the slightest.

Li Jizhong was still begging, and his tone was bitter: "Master Jun, 2,000 stones, Li Zhuang is willing to provide 2,000 stones of food, and also ask the military master to let more than 20,000 people in Li Zhuang have a way to live."

If Li Zhuang was willing to take out 2,000 stone of grain at the beginning, Xuanyuan Chen might have agreed directly. But now, it's no longer a question of how much food is there.

Xuanyuan Chen's eyes shrank, and he said coldly: "Attack the village!" He didn't leave Li Zhuang any room, turned around and left.

A loud horn sounded outside the wall of Li Zhuang Village, and the three hundred Beiliang cavalry began to line up, the formation was very loose, and it was arranged in a long arc, which did not seem to be the usual formation charge of the cavalry.

Although Xuanyuan Chen was angry, he would not be stupid to attack the village with cavalry, he scattered the cavalry in order to give full play to the advantages of the soldiers of the Northern Liang Army in individual combat.

The embodiment of the advantage is the bow and arrow in the hands of every soldier of the Northern Liang Army.

Three hundred cavalry, each of them is equipped with a strong bow in addition to a war knife, and the bow and arrow are not good for breaking the village, but the lethality that the soldiers of the Beiliang Army can exert is enough to shock the hearts of Li Zhuang's people.

There are more than 1,000 village soldiers in Lizhuang, but the archers are by no means substituted for the farmers who put down their hoes, and in Lizhuang, except for a few hunters who are good at bowing, there are very few people who make good bows and arrows.

Therefore, in the face of the enemy's bow and arrow attack, Li Zhuang could only be beaten passively, and had almost no ability to fight back.

Li Jizhong patted the dust on his sleeves indiscriminately, and carefully straightened up on the wall. He was a little scared, the situation in front of him was beyond his expectations, but this was not the first time he had faced a situation, since the chaos of Jiannan Dao, in addition to buying peace with food, Li Zhuang has also experienced many battles, and is still growing stronger in the battle.

At this moment, there are only three hundred enemies outside the village, and Li Jizhong does not think that the other party can pose a threat to Li Zhuang.

It's just that although Li Zhuang's strength is stronger than the enemy outside, he doesn't dare to have any provocative behavior, and the villagers behind the walled wall are waiting, waiting for the enemy to attack, and they will not take the initiative to confront the enemy until the last moment.

Under the wall, there was silence and awe-inspiring murderous intent.

In the night wind, only sturdy war horses, arrows with momentum, armor with bright armor, and indifferent and ruthless faces blew by.

Li Jizhong only looked at the wall for a moment, and immediately felt that the enemy outside was different from the thieves in the Dragon King Village in the past, and even different from the other thieves in Jiannan Dao that he had seen.

Unconsciously, Li Jizhong began to get nervous, and a terrible thought came to his heart, the strong wall may not be able to block the three hundred cavalry outside.

Xuanyuan Chen didn't know Li Jizhong's thoughts, but he would not be so arrogant that he thought that 300 people could capture Li Zhuang, which had more than 1,000 township soldiers and was defended by a strong wall.

He launched an offensive, just to prove his determination, if Li Zhuang still chose to resist to the end, he would not hesitate to gather all the 800 men and horses of the Northern Liang Army, and then swear to break Li Zhuang.

Attack the army and conquer the city.

Xuanyuan Chen didn't want to see the scene of the vicious battle with the soldiers of Li Zhuang Township, but if he wanted to survive in Jiannan Dao, he would need to establish a formidable authority.

As for the so-called constraints of national law, in the world of the law of the jungle, it can only give way to the powerful.

And power depends on iron and blood, and it is battle!

Everyone held their breath and was solemn, the battle of the Northern Liang Army was about to be staged.

Xuanyuan Chen slowly raised his right hand, and was about to give the order to attack, when a burst of piano sounds suddenly came from Li Zhuang, which made the murderous aura accumulated by the soldiers of the Beiliang Army instantly disappear.

The sound of the piano seems far away, far away, and yet it seems very close and lingering in the ear.

Gradually, the sound of the piano faintly from far to near, from small to large, after a gentle and tactful "overture", it is an incomparably strong trill, one by one passionate notes beating everyone's heart leaf, and the strong sense of rhythm makes people seem to want to dance uncontrollably.

In an instant, with a gripping double note, the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end, and everyone's hearts followed suit, and after a few moments of pause, the elegant and soft piano sound sounded again, in a slow and low voice, with a hint of desolation, as if a wanderer from his homeland was crying softly.

Xuanyuan Chen looked in the direction of Li Zhuang, his eyes were sharp and deep, as if he wanted to penetrate the wall, looking for the person who played the piano, and after a while, he asked in a low voice, "Is it the person in the wine shop?"

He asked Leng Junao beside him, and only Leng Junao could answer this question.

However, Leng Junao didn't answer immediately, just lowered his head and pondered, as if he was reminiscing, and as if he was savoring, he seemed to understand the other party's piano sound.

It is the sound of being born in darkness, but not belonging to darkness, but not wanting to be separated from darkness.

He could read it because he thought of himself from the sound of the piano, of his past......

Seeing that Leng Junao didn't respond, Xuanyuan Chen looked slightly surprised, and after a pause, he asked again, "Brother Leng, don't you think it's that person?"

Leng Junao raised his head, his face did not change much, and he said lightly: "No, it must be that person, such a song is not something that ordinary people can imitate."

While the two were talking, the door of Li Zhuangzhai suddenly opened.

There was no trace of the village soldiers on the wall, and Li Jizhong knelt down in front of the gate of the wall, shouting: "The villain has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and he is confused for a while, and he is the enemy of the king of Beiliang, which is really a capital crime!"

Li Jizhong can know the identity of Xuanyuan Chen's Beiliang King, so the piano sound just now must have been played by that person.

Xuanyuan Chen's eyes froze, and the horse came to Li Jizhong's face, he didn't ask the person who played the piano, but just said in a tone with a hint of ridicule: "Are you willing to open the door?"

Li Jizhong raised his head and said: "Yes, of course ......I am willing" He looked panicked and said urgently: "Li Zhuang is also willing to prepare five thousand stone of grain for the prince."

Xuanyuan Chen nodded and said, "Very good!"

The gate of the village was opened, and the three hundred soldiers of the Northern Liang Army entered the village in one step before Xuanyuan Chen, and controlled the entrance of Li Zhuang at the first moment, as well as the key points of the wall.

In just half a pillar of incense, Li Zhuang is like a girl who swears to protect her chastity to a prodigal slut who takes the initiative to open her legs and let others run wild.

Xuanyuan Chen jumped off his horse, his tone became calm, and said, "Report to me the number of village soldiers, weapons, the number of people, and the list of food owned by Li Zhuang."

Li Jizhong got up from the ground, bowed down and promised: "The villain obeys the order, please enter the village to check." After a pause, he added: "Lord Wang, the villain has prepared a banquet in the village, and the prince is invited to taste the local specialties." ”

Xuanyuan Chen didn't care, and strode into Li Zhuang, his mind had already followed the sound of the piano just now, back to the night in Pengcheng, the wine shop, and the mysterious person who played the piano......