The battle of Changping has entered a white heat.

After daybreak, the rebels, regrouped, attacked under the cover of fog.

This time, Murong Xuanwei didn't leave a back hand. As a large number of baggage arrived outside the city, projection carts, ladders, and even rushing carts were dispatched, and ten winch crossbows that had not been castrated were also pushed under the city to participate in the attack.

A powerful crossbow of twelve stones, six hundred paces away to penetrate the city wall.

Fortunately, the cold weather made the walls of Changping extremely hard, which to some extent offset the attack of the strong crossbows.

Murong Xuanwei's face was cold, and he stood under the flag gate.

Due to the fog, many bonfires are lit on the battlefield and can be used as a sign to assist.

Through the constant return of scouts, Murong Xuanwei can clearly grasp the dynamics on the battlefield.

Half an hour later, the rebels' offensive continued like a tidal wave, and it became more and more ferocious. But Changping has never been breached, like a rock, standing firmly there, defusing the rebel offensive again and again.

"Yang Chenglie is a talent, quite a general."

Murong Xuanwei frowned. His own offensive was unfavorable, but he did not show anxiety, but praised his opponent.

This also made his subordinates feel ashamed, and one by one they stood up and asked for battle.

"Mingyu!"

"Whoa."

"After the end of this battle, if our army fails to break through Changping, you will go to Chang'an on my behalf and report the battle situation in person to Taipingguan. Yang Chenglie will never be a simple county lieutenant, please investigate his origin over there.

If possible, this person is worth wooing. ”

Murong Mingyu said, "Father." We will definitely be able to break through Changping. ”

Murong Xuanwei smiled. "Of course," he said softly...... The city of Changping. It's not difficult to break through. It's just that we probably don't have the time. The purpose of our southward trip this time is to force Youzhou to transfer back troops and horses. But now, there has been no movement on the Wuhuiling side, so this siege of Wei to save Zhao may have no effect.

Even if Changping is broken, what can it do?

Didn't there be news from Jixian County, although Zhang Renyan was not there. But Li Yuanfang is in ...... After that guy is a nobleman, in terms of prestige and power, it is not comparable to Zhang Renqing. He is sitting in Jixian County, and he must have other plans. ”

"That ......"

"Is Sumire Folgon awake?"

"Awakened!"

Murong Xuanwei pondered for a moment and motioned for Murong Mingyu to come over with his ear.

"You tell him that the destruction of Changping is imminent, and if he wants to take revenge, take advantage of it now.

If he can break through Changping, the previous agreement will still be valid...... I don't care what method you use, make sure to let the people in the room go up. I'm worried. Li Yuanfang has already started to act, we can't delay here. It is necessary to retreat immediately. ”

Murong Mingyu was stunned for a moment, and was dumbfounded: "Withdraw the troops? ”

"Exactly."

Murong Xuanwei pursed his lips and said softly, "I don't want my people to fold here." I thought about it all night last night, and if I hadn't broken through the city last night, this trip south would have been a failure. Originally, I wanted to co-opt the number room people, but if I think about it carefully, these people are fierce and untamable, and it is troublesome to stay around. Let them stay here and bear it, and I'll get to work on the evacuation of the battlefield. After dark, you also find an opportunity to go straight to Chang'an. ”

"Father, then you ......"

"When I go north, I can also take the opportunity to collect the two defeated troops of Pingdi and Qingyi, and then go to Luanhe and Wulieshui to take root.

When you arrive in Chang'an, stay there and obey the dispatch.

In this way, my father and son can echo each other. When the situation changes, I will return to the imperial court, and you can also contribute secretly. Now that the Holy Mother and Emperor are old, I am afraid that they will not last long. When the new emperor ascends the throne on the other day, it will be the day when our father and son meet. ”

Murong Mingyu's eyes were filled with tears, and he bowed on the horse, "The child obeys." ”

This is also Murong Xuanwei's best way at present, only in this way can his father and son keep safe.

After Murong Xuanwei went north, God knows what situation he would encounter. Murong Mingyu knew very well that it would never be as easy as he said. Poor mountains and bad waters, barbarians everywhere. Murong Xuanwei went to Luanhe alone, which must have been very difficult.

If he can gain a firm foothold in Chang'an, he will be able to give his father some help.

Murong Mingyu figured out the reason for this, and didn't bother with it, so he turned his horse and went straight to the camp of the people in the number room.

Seeing Murong Mingyu leave, Murong Xuanyu smiled.

This Qilin'er of my family, as long as he can live, my Murong lineage will have a day of revival!

Thinking of this, Murong Xuanwei's mood was also much calmer, and he immediately ordered: "Collect the troops, and fight again after resting." ”

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The long horn of the bullhorn trombone echoed over the battlefield, and the rebels' offensive slowed and began to slowly retreat.

On the city of Changping, it is bloody.

The viscous blood flowed out of the water holes at the head of the city, staining the originally gray and black city walls into a dark red color.

The fog slowly cleared.

The sun shone on the tower, on the corpses, on the pools of blood, so that the entire tower was shrouded in a thick smell of blood.

Yang Chenglie sat on the ground with his buttocks, and he didn't care about the pool of blood under him.

At this time, his whole person was like a bloody man, covered in blood from head to toe, and he looked very embarrassed.

Not far away, Gai Laojun and Lu En were also sitting on the ground, and they didn't even have the strength to speak. Yang Shouwen and Absi Jida can barely stand, but the situation of the two of them is not necessarily much better than that of Yang Chenglie.

"Son, help me make rounds and count the casualties."

Yang Chenglie smiled and instructed Yang Shouwen, but when he saw that Yang Shouwen didn't say a word, he turned around and left.

Going up to the city tower again, Yang Shouwen seemed to have changed as if he had changed and looked much gloomy. He no longer talks as much as the day before yesterday, most of the time he is silent, even Yang Chenglie feels a little scared. That gloomy and gloomy atmosphere made Yang Shouwen's originally slightly handsome face no longer return to his earlier cute state. He didn't talk much, but his killing methods became more and more ferocious. Today, on the city tower, it is estimated that there are at least fifty or sixty rebels who died under the tiger's gun.

He alone almost solved nearly a third of the rebels who landed in the city.

"Wen Xuan, my son's state is wrong."

Gai Laojun also noticed the change in Yang Shouwen, and couldn't help but step forward and whisper.

Yang Chenglie glanced at Lu Ang, who was silent not far away, and said with a wry smile: "Nonsense, what will you do when you encounter this kind of thing?" ”

"I said a long time ago, those nobles can't believe it."

"Okay, Zishan is also negligent for a while...... Not to mention him, even I didn't expect such a thing to happen. ”

"Hmph, you're still talking to him at this time?"

"How else?"

Yang Chenglie glared at Gai Laojun, "Isn't it possible to turn your face with him?" ”

Gai Laojun was suddenly dumbfounded, sighed and smiled bitterly.

yes, so what?

"But be careful, I always feel that my son's state is wrong.

Although the child is kind on weekdays, he doesn't seem to care about anything, but he is actually proud. The more he doesn't say anything, it means that he must have his own plans, and you don't let him get into trouble. ”

When Yang Chenglie heard this, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

He looked at Yang Shouwen's back, and was faintly worried in his heart.

There is not a lot of communication with this son, in fact, the real communication between the father and son began after Yang Shouwen sobered up.

But he knows Yang Shouwen, that is a kid with ideas.

The young lady grew up with him since childhood, and it can be said that when he was still in a mess, only the young lady was by his side.

That's a kind of ...... Unforgettable feelings.

Yang Chenglie could vaguely guess what Yang Shouwen was thinking, but he didn't know how to persuade him. This happened, and it was also his negligence as an old man. Yang Chenglie even had a kind of shameless guilt, and he felt even more bitter in his heart.

This kid is bold.

If you can't untie the knot, you'll really get into the horns.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Chenglie felt a throbbing pain in his head. He hesitated, struggled to stand up, and slowly walked to Lu Ang's side and sat down, "Zishan, tell me honestly, what did you say in the Baoxiang Pavilion?" ”

Lu Ang turned his head and looked at Yang Chenglie in a daze.

Yang Chenglie smiled bitterly: "Zishan, the matter of Baoxiang Pavilion is not what you want, and I also believe that this matter has nothing to do with you." It's just that we have all neglected one thing, Lu Huaiyi actually made such a big bet this time, so that he ...... I'm only concerned about one thing right now, what have you learned in the Treasure Fragrance Pavilion? My son's current situation is not quite right. (To be continued......)