Lin He stood on top of the city of Nanjing with the sword in his hand, with a deep blue and black under his eyes.

It's already mid-February, and even this land south of the Yangtze River doesn't mean to start spring, it's still wet and cold. Nanjing was besieged for more than a month, and a total of three times broke through the siege, and it was only once.

It was Mu Chengye who went out of the city with the scout who delivered the letter, and his life and death are uncertain so far, but I am afraid that it will be more auspicious.

The rebellious army is not a bandit in Shu, the perennial pampered Sichuan army can't hold it at all, the 100,000 Sichuan army is consumed by miscellaneous, and now there are only 50,000 or 60,000 people left, and the remaining Nanjing army is only 35,000 without arms and legs.

To this day, the Nanjing Army and the Sichuan Army still sit on both sides distinctly, and they are not even happy to touch each other when they are cooking.

However, they have fewer and fewer meals, and the food is getting thinner and thinner, Lin He was still counting rice grains in his clear porridge bowl two days ago - Lian Jie thinks that generals and soldiers should be treated equally, and Lian Lin and himself eat gruel with clear soup and little water.

A few days ago, the car escorting military rations was robbed by the rebellious army, and the new military rations could not be delivered to Nanjing at all, and now the winter has not completely passed, and it is the time when the green and yellow are not available, and no one can know how long the granaries in Nanjing City can last.

Lin He secretly sighed in his heart that his life was not at the right time, why he was besieged in Nanjing.

After the rebels robbed Nanjing's military rations, they were not in a hurry to attack the city, and they kept surrounding the city, planning to wait to see which of them would spend more time.

Lin He didn't lie on the top of the city for a long time, and he could see some people coming below, and they were flying the banner of the rebel army.

As soon as Lin He waved his hand, the people in the city immediately became vigilant, and the scouts began to run down in an uproar, wanting to go up to the drum tower to beat the drum to warn.

Who knew that the people below also came scarcely, and there were only about a hundred and ten, and the battle in the city was set up, and there was no cannon with fire at the bottom.

Lin He was puzzled, and suddenly saw the people below tear up their voices and shouted: "Lin He! You don't have the guts of a woman! ”

This shouted out, and the bottom followed the chatter and opened his voice and scolded Lin He: "Mu Chengye is not here, don't you even dare to go out of the city?" I think you're just cowards, cowards, and you don't have any fucking skills, and you have to occupy the position of commander-in-chief! ”

This group of people are all soldiers from Fujian and Zhejiang, speaking a local accent, and they are scolding people below so far, and all the dirty words are jumping out, but Lin He himself can't understand it.

Somehow he asked the people around him, "What are they calling?" ”

Chuan Jun shook his head, also expressing his incomprehension. A few Nanjing soldiers looked down viciously with birds: "Don't care what this is barking at, after all, it's all scolding, this is scolding the city gate!" ”

Scolding the city gate naturally has a reason to scold the city gate, scolding people to hit the momentum, and sometimes relying on verbal provocations to deceive the people in the city to open the door to fight.

But the problem is that they don't take into account that the people in the city can't understand their accents.

A thousand households of the Nanjing Army held a bird gun, spat downward, bared his teeth and grinned: "They will scold people, we will not be the same, whoever speaks well will be the grandson!" ”

After that, he also grinned widely, scolding all the way down the city, what was unpleasant to hear, from Gong Laoba's ancestors to his children and grandchildren.

The soldiers next to him did the same, and they all opened their throats and scolded back, and the city was full of people.

When the Sichuan army on the side saw it, it didn't take long for him to scold, and for a while he could barely hear who was scolding.

Lin He had never seen this kind of battle, and he was stunned in the city for a while holding the sword in his hand, before he came back to his senses from the boiling voices, and turned his head to look at Lian Jie standing in the city.

Lian Jie was holding his hands behind his back and didn't speak, just watching the people in the city jump and curse, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The two parties were scolding fiercely, and suddenly saw Lian Jie give an order: "Release the arrow!" ”

The archers who had been in ambush in the city for a long time suddenly pulled their bowstrings in the midst of the crowd, and the arrows fell like meteors, shooting at the unsuspecting and cursing army under the city.

Before the rebels could react, they were shot through the throat by sharp arrows, and blood flowed all over the city.

At this time, the first muffled sound sounded in the drum tower, and it turned to a rapid beating, which was to report to the whole city: "Enemy attack!" ”

Lin He pushed aside the crowd and squeezed towards Lian Jie's side, and it took him a long time to get in front of Lian Jie, he was a little excited, and he didn't care about the respect for Lian Jie on weekdays: "Why did you rush to release the arrows?" ”

Lian Jie put his hands behind his back and said sharply at Lin He: "This scolding soldier is just a trick, and there will be an ambush behind it, if we don't strike first, then we are defenseless in the shape of the city now!" ”

Lian Jie was talking, and sure enough, he saw that many soldiers appeared in the place where no one was, and they were all equipped with gunners and gunners.

"But isn't this a lever for the rebels to start a war?" Lin He's expression was almost frightened, and his hands almost grabbed the hem of Lian Jie's clothes.

Lian Jie waved his sleeves and took a step back: "If you don't fight today, you won't be able to escape tomorrow." I don't know when the reinforcements will arrive, and we have been cowering in the city like this, which is only a daily consumption of food, and it is better to fight another battle and kill as many of the rebels as possible. We mean retreating, how can we be worthy of Mu Jizong, who risked his life to break through and send the news out of Nanjing City! ”

Jizong is the word of Mu Chengye.

"Fang Cai Ge Qianhu also said it." Lin He spoke too quickly, choked himself, and coughed twice before he could continue to speak, "He said that the scolding war under the city is to provoke us, and now we start fighting first and release arrows, wouldn't it just happen to fall into their trap." ”

"Nanjing has a strong city and a thick gate, which is to rely on, and their trap is to provoke us into opening the city gate and going out of the city to face the battle. We're just fighting a battle to defend the city, so how can we be considered a plan? Lian Jie didn't reconcile with Lin Hexu anymore, he snorted twice and said with a smile, "Could it be that if you keep shrinking, the enemy will retreat on its own?" Stop dreaming! ”

After that, Lian Jie brushed his sleeves and left, personally commanding the soldiers in the city to shoot arrows with fire oil, and there was a sound in the turret, another fierce battle!

Lin He stood in place for a while, feeling that Lian Jie was simply an unreasonable old stubborn.

You want to burn all the jade and be buried in Nanjing, but not everyone thinks so. Lin and the heart.

I still want to live, even if I surrender to sin, then I want to live a good life, even if it is to live in the world, it is much better than the grace after death!

After spending so much effort and suffering so much, in the end, a tablet was left, and a fool did such a loss-making business!