Wu Yingying led his own soldiers and servants to patrol the city. On that night, the beacon fire made all the people of the Yamen not close their eyes at all, and they arrested 132 people who had nothing to do in the city and made noise in the streets, attacked 58 sergeants on the night patrol, and tried to set fire to 37 people, and finally ensured that nothing serious happened in the city. Wu Yingying heard the shouting and killing outside the south gate for a while, but he didn't know what the battle situation was, because the city gate was closed, and he couldn't send the army out of the city to understand the battle situation, only to wait until the dawn of the day, Wu Yingying Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and led a team of personal soldiers to climb the south gate tower to understand the battle situation.

From a distance, the original camp of the Shenwei Army outside the south gate was already in a mess, and some Song soldiers were carrying out the corpses of the Southern Tang soldiers everywhere, piling up dozens of tall Jingguan outside the south gate. Ten miles away from the south gate of Jinling, on the Niushou Mountain, the original Qingliang Temple elder Buddha built more than 1,000 fine houses have become the camp of the Song army, the flagpole outside the gate floats the southwest of Shengzhou, the horse infantry army is deployed Cao Bin's handsome flag. The Song army relied on the Niutou Mountain to build a large camp, layer upon layer until the bottom of the mountain, and the water camp by the river into a piece, further away under the quarry rock next to the pagoda, a shocking boat bridge is being built, once built, the Song army support and baggage will continue to roll from the north of the river to the south, now it is the dry period of the Yangtze River, and after some time the river will skyrocket, after defeating the Shenwei army in one fell swoop, the Tang army of Jinling has temporarily lost the power to counterattack, and the Song army has enough time to run their camp in Jiangbei as solid as gold.

"The people of the Divine Guard and the Song army fought all night, and at night we did not dare to open the city gate, and many of our brothers were shot dead under the city gate. Hu Ze looked at the corpses of the Southern Tang soldiers under the south gate and said apologetically. Wu Yingying asked with a calm face, "What about Huangfu Jixun?"

"I heard that he fled into the city from the north gate with more than a hundred soldiers. The north gate guard was originally the old department of Huangfu Jixun, and he disobeyed the military order to let the old master in, and I have beheaded him to correct the military law. However, this time the main force of the Divine Guard Army is exhausted, and Huangfu Jixun is finished, maybe now he is kneeling at the gate of the palace to ask His Majesty for his guilt. Hu Ze said expressionlessly.

"If it weren't for Huangfu Jixun who committed a rebellion last night and led his troops to force the palace, even if he was attacked by the Song army, with the strength of the Divine Guard, he might not have been defeated so badly. Wu Yingying pouted and said: "The fine house built by the little elder of Qingliang Temple happens to be on Niushou Mountain, which is used by the Song army's camp, and the pagoda built by Guangji Temple is just a coincidence?"

At that time, the southerners all believed in Buddhism, and Hu Ze was no exception.

Wu Yingying said in a deep voice: "Brother Hu, do you know that these people are really devout Buddhas? Since these things they have done are beneficial to the Song army, then we should arrest them all first." ”

His tone was very resolute, although Hu Ze didn't think so, but there was no reason to stop him, not to mention that it was the duty of the Beacon Fire Envoy Yamen to lock up the spies, and he was not easy to interfere with.

Seeing that the situation was taking a turn for the worse, just as Wu Yingying was thinking about countermeasures, suddenly a personal soldier stepped forward and said: "My lord, after Huangfu Jixun entered the city, he broke into your mansion by himself, and his brothers were all on duty outside and no one stopped him, I don't know what he wanted?"

Wu Yingying stood up and said angrily: "It's too much of a bully, let's go see what he wants to do?"

When I returned to the mansion, I saw that all the servants and maids of the Wu Mansion were tied up in the hall. Seeing Wu Yingying leading people to come, many handmaidens who were trembling with fear dared to cry out for help.

"My lord, General Huangfu is waiting for you in the backyard to speak. A henchman of Huangfu Jixun, a junior colonel, stepped forward and said.

"Lead the way. Wu Yingying glared at him, pressed the hilt of his knife with his hand, and followed this person to the door of the small courtyard where Wang Yu had been imprisoned.

Seeing Wu Yingying's questioning gaze, the junior colonel replied: "General Huangfu is waiting for you inside, if you don't feel at ease, you can take the guards in." With that, he stood by the door of the small courtyard.

Wu Yingying saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, and asked people to guard the Divine Guard Colonel who was leading the way. He led a team of personal soldiers into the courtyard slowly.

"Is it Lord Wu Fenghuo?" I thought that he heard the sound of Wu Yingying entering the door, and Huangfu Jixun greeted him in the room.

"It's here, Lord Huangfu, why did you become an uninvited guest and not say hello to the contemptible mansion?" Wu Yingying saw that there was no one else in the house, so he ordered his soldiers to guard outside, stepped inside alone, and sat opposite Huangfu Jixun.

At this time, Huangfu Jixun has long lost the arrogance of commanding tens of thousands of people to force the palace at night, not only his clothes and armor are broken, embarrassed, but also the whole person seems to have aged ten years all of a sudden, he held a teacup that Wang Yu usually uses, and said with a smile: "It's not the first time I've come here, Wu Fenghuo doesn't know, right?"

"Oh?" Wu Yingying stared at him and said in a deep voice: "This is where I imprisoned Jiangbei official Wang Yu, you actually sneaked in, is it really a conspiracy with him?"

Huangfu Jixun smiled dumbly, played with the teacup in his hand, looked at Wu Yingying and said: "Before Hongqiao last night, didn't you say conclusively that I was in the Song Kingdom? Why do I admit it myself at this time, you don't believe it." ”

Wu Yingying looked at him with some disgust and said, "I just can't imagine that a commander of a large army would betray his brothers who have followed him for many years and let them be slaughtered by the enemy. ”

Huangfu Jixun's eyes suddenly flashed, as if revealing a trace of pain, his right hand pinched the teacup and gurgled, and said hatefully: "Wang Yu promised me that if I can advise the lord of Jiangnan to surrender, the Song State will appoint me as the envoy of the festival, and the people of Jinling can also avoid a military disaster." But I didn't expect this villain to be treacherous and attack my camp south of the city while I was bringing the elite into the city. ”

Wu Yingying sighed without any sympathy: "The army of tigers and wolves in Jiangbei has come thousands of miles, if you can really succeed in the war, wouldn't it be more than Cao Bin and Pan Mei's generation?

Huangfu Jixun said with remorse on his face: "I have figured out these things now. This time you have made a great achievement, and the Song army is coming to the city again, Your Majesty will definitely take you as a general again, and after my death, the Divine Guard Army will have no owner, and my old troops and family members will bother you to take care of one or two. After speaking, he drank the tea in his hand, and after a while, he vomited blood and died.

Wu Yingying beckoned his soldiers in, looked at the corpse of Huangfu Jixun and said: "Bury him alive, although this person may not have done much good in his life, he will finally look like a man when he dies." Reaching out and picking up a piece of white paper that had already been placed on the table, on which were written four lines of poetry in faint pen and ink:

"The wounded bow is not gone, and the new frightened bird,

It is difficult to stay in Wolong for a long time.

I'm retiring from the Tibetan monarch change,

A cup can be easy to meet. ”

It is Wang Yu's handwriting.