At this moment, General Liu Xiongyi's majestic roar resounded through Hengzhou: "The northern city can't hold it, withdraw from the city wall, and the whole army is ready for street fighting!" Hearing this roar, Fang Mengjing woke up like a dream, strode to Liu Xiongyi's side, and said in a low voice: "General Liu, now, Hengzhou can no longer be defended, if you fight with the Turks in the streets, the whole city will be burned by then. I have a plan, or a silver lining."

Liu Xiongyi was ready to be martyred at this time, and when he heard this, he was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly asked, "Miss Fang, you have such a clever plan, come quickly."

"The Turks sacrificed their lives to attack the city, not only to avenge Mantuo, but also to seize the mountains of grain and grass in the city for the allied troops to trap Chang'an. I suggested that the general immediately pile up half of the grain and grass in front of the northern city and set it on fire, so as to prevent the Turks from entering the northern city with a large fire. Then the remaining grain and grass were piled up in the eastern and southern cities and burned to prevent the Turks from making a detour into the city. In this way, when the allied forces see that all the grain and grass are burned, the plan of besieging Chang'an is no longer feasible, and the interior will immediately fall apart." Fang Mengjing said in a deep voice.

"I see. However, now there are 200,000 Turkic troops outside the city, and when they see the grain and grass burned, they will slaughter the city to vent their anger, and the whole city will not escape death when the time comes." Liu Xiongyi let out a long sigh and said in a deep voice.

"If you sit back and wait to be killed, you will be wiped out, if you take the initiative to attack, you will have a chance to live!" Fang Mengjing said excitedly.

"Take the initiative!" Liu Xiongyi asked in surprise.

"Yes, when we set fire to the grain and grass in the three cities in the north and south, and then burn down the houses near the west city, the army besieging this city will surely think that we have set fire to the city with the intention of breaking it. And at this moment, if we send a cavalry to protrude from the west gate, we will surely be able to reap the miraculous effect of attacking the enemy unprepared." Fang Mengjing said excitedly.

"However, the soldiers and horses have been fighting for two days and one night in a row, and they are already exhausted, and if they organize a cavalry charge again, their physical strength will be really difficult to support." Liu Xiongyi looked at the soldiers around him who were looking like vegetables and walking and swaying, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"General Liu, even we ourselves would never have imagined that this would happen, and the enemy troops outside the city would not even think that this section alone would already account for a three-point chance of victory." Fang Mengjing said calmly.

Liu Xiongyi looked around, saw that the soldiers around him were all eager to try, his heart moved, and then asked, "Dare to ask why Miss Fang wants to go out of the city from the west gate, instead of the north gate facing the city?" Now among the besieging soldiers and horses, only the ** Turks have the strongest fighting spirit, if we attack the main tent of the Turks in one fell swoop and attack and kill the commander of the coalition army, then wouldn't it be a success in the first battle?"

Fang Mengjing smiled slightly: "I'm just going to raid the ** Turk main account. Just by leaving the city through the north gate, we will have to confront the Iron Cavalry Flying Feather Brigade, which has long been arrayed outside the city, and the main camp defense full of antler traps, I am afraid that we will be wiped out before we reach the main tent. And if we go out of the city through the west gate, we can cut through the relatively weak black water and Uighur armies and horses, and attack the weakly defended flanks of the ** Turk battalion by surprise, maybe we can do a miracle."

Liu Xiongyi was overjoyed, and suddenly faced the soldiers around him and raised his arms and shouted, "Brothers, have you ever heard Miss Fang's words!"

"Hear!" The surrounding defenders responded loudly.

"Then what are you waiting for, immediately go to the three gates of grain and prepare for the fire, the horseman immediately prepare the war horse, today the brothers are going to the horse and step on the joint camp and kick the eggs of the Turkic dog breed!" Liu Xiongyi shouted.

The officers and soldiers in the four places burst into laughter again, and they went to transport grain and lead horses one after another, preparing for a decisive battle. Looking at their figures gradually moving away, Liu Xiongyi sighed and said, "Miss Fang, what are the odds of winning?"

Fang Mengjing shook her head and said, "I'm afraid that none of the soldiers who attacked will survive, and as for whether or not they can kill the enemy's main general, I'm not sure at all. The enemy's commander is a genius in the use of soldiers, and it is difficult to say whether he will win or lose."

"If Peng Daxia can still fight, with his outstanding martial arts, he will greatly increase the chances of victory." Liu Xiongyi sighed.

At this moment, a tooth general stumbled in front of Liu Xiongyi, knelt on one knee, and said in a loud voice, "General Liu, brothers asked me to come out and make a request, I hope you can fulfill it."

Liu Xiongyi raised his hand and said, "You get up and speak, from today onwards, brothers, you are commensurate with each other, and if you have something to say."

The Tooth General thanked him, stood up from the ground, and said, "Most of the remaining brothers here are new recruits, and they have never worn the armor uniforms that came out of the gates. Now we are going to fight the enemy to the death, and no one thought that we would come back alive. I only hope that the general will be gracious, open the treasury, distribute armor, and let the brothers dress beautifully on the battlefield of battle."

Hearing this, Fang Mengjing turned her head abruptly and covered her face with her sleeves, covering the crystal tears in her eyes. Even Liu Xiongyi, who was a boy from Angzang, also felt his eyes heat at this time, and he said in a dumb voice: "After fighting for days, I forgot this festival. Tell me to distribute the new armor in the treasury at once, so that the brothers can dress up and dress up."

"General Xie!" The tooth general replied with joy, and turned and galloped away.

The sound of the pipa in the wind and rain suddenly came into the ears of Peng Wuwang, who was still asleep, thousands of turns, the passionate and generous melody is like a scroll that stretches with the ups and downs of the rhyme, Jin Ge Iron Horse, through the forest and arrow rain, the three armies agitated, the white blade is in the sky, the hooves of the cavalry are churned like a tide, the scream of the Hengzhou defenders thunderbolting the bow, the blood of the siege soldiers and horses splashed on the head of the city, the unyielding roar of the officers and soldiers defending the city, the shouts of tens of thousands of people one after another, the whistling of the flags dancing in the wind, the long wind, the thunder rolling, the rainstorm hitting the camp, the ups and downs, The sky is blue, the fire is burning the sky, and these countless mottled pictures are all in it.

"Huh?" Peng Wuwang, who was sleeping, suddenly turned over and listened. The sound of the pipa turned around, and several extremely melodious and tactful melodies bubbled out like flowing water.

Seeing Peng Wuwang suddenly stand up, and the two apprentices who were guarding him Luo Mingxian, Zhao Yixiang hurriedly stood up. Luo Mingxian said, "Master, you are seriously injured and have not recovered, so you must not get up."

"Whose piano?" Peng Wuwang asked quickly.

"It's Miss Situ's pipa." Zhao Yixiang said busily.

"What the hell is going on with such a fierce sound?" Peng Wuwang struggled to hold back his dizziness, pushed the two of them away, and got up from the bed.

"Master, don't get up, you've become sick from hard work, and if you move again, your life will not be guaranteed." Luo Mingxian said with a crying voice.

"Don't worry about it, tell me, what's wrong?" Peng Wuwang grabbed the Pu knife beside the bed and said sharply, "Don't forget, I am always your master, don't lie to me!"

Zhao Yixiang was intimidated by Peng's hopeless momentum, and said, "General Liu and Miss Fang are preparing their troops and horses to rush out of the city and attack and kill the Turkic commander. Miss Situ is using her newly learned pipa music to make a magnificent debut for the soldiers who set out on the expedition."

Luo Mingxian said fiercely, "We were going to go too, but Uncle Zheng, Uncle Peng, and Sister Hong won't let us go."

Peng Wuwang let out a long sigh of relief, and a soft smile appeared on his stiff face, "You are too young to go."

Luo Mingxian said angrily: "Why not, compared to those Tang soldiers, we have killed more Turkic dog breeds, why don't you let me go."

Peng Wuwang touched their heads lovingly: "Mingxian, Yixiang, if I die, I still have you to inherit everything, and if you die, what will make me good. The saddest thing in the world is that the master sends his apprentice to the end."

Seeing the look on their faces as if they didn't understand, he sighed and said, "You still don't understand it now, but when you reach my age, you will understand, remember, live well." After speaking, he stopped the acupoints of the two of them one by one, picked up the Pu knife, turned around and walked out of the Assassin's Mansion.

"What your age!" Luo Mingxian hurriedly said, "You're less than ten years older than me."

The sound of the pipa gradually began to echo around him, and Peng Wuwang carried the Pu knife through the streets of the heat wave, and the Tang soldiers along the way silently draped their bright armor on their bodies. Seeing his figure, everyone had a look of relief on their faces.

"Isn't this Peng Daxia?"

"Peng Daxia has woken up!"

"Peng Daxia is here!"

Cheers rang out from all corners of the street. A few colonels rushed towards the storeroom. Fang Mengjing, Jia Bianque, Liu Xiongyi, Zheng Juechen, Hong Sixue and Peng Wuxing were surrounded by a group of generals and walked towards Peng Wuwang.

"Miss Fang, General Liu, I heard that you are going to raid the enemy camp, and I, Peng, have no hope and am willing to go." Peng Wuwang said in a deep voice.

"Brother Peng, your body ......," Jia Bianque said urgently.

"Miss Jia, since Peng can still stand, he will not lie on the sickbed and wait for death, besides, I have a reason to go to this battle, you don't have to persuade me anymore." Peng Wuwang said softly.

"You go, you go, you're tired to death on the killing field, and it has nothing to do with me, huh!" Jia Bian Que threw down these few words, and walked towards the Thorn Shi Mansion without looking back.

Seeing her go away, Fang Mengjing sighed secretly and said to Peng Wuhopeless, "Brother Peng, don't blame Sister Jia. She's in a bad mood."

Peng Wuwang shook his head and said, "Absolutely not."

Fang Mengjing said again: "Since you are very determined to go, I won't stop you. When the time comes, I will use the five-color flag at the head of the city to guide the direction of the troops, and you must be optimistic about the Lingqi, don't rush in the wrong direction."

Peng Wuwang nodded vigorously: "You should follow the girl's instructions." He changed his mind for a moment, and suddenly said, "That girl is not going to Beicheng to command, where the fire is extremely strong, how can the girl go down to the city?" Girl, are you also determined to die?"

Fang Mengjing smiled slightly: "Although there is some danger there, there is still a trace of life, and I have my own way to deal with it." Speaking of this, she paused slightly, and then said, "On the killing field, it is easy to die, but it is extremely difficult to survive. If an aspiring boy can survive, he should not seek death. I hope Brother Peng will think about it."

Peng Wuwang nodded and said, "Miss Fang's words have a deep meaning, Peng should take it to heart."

Looking at his casual expression, Fang Mengjing sighed and said secretly, "Take it to heart, but don't think about it, what can you do."

At this moment, Peng Wufearless, dressed in a cloak, rode his horse in front of Peng Wuwang and said, "Third brother, since our brothers are all going into battle, you should also put on your armor quickly, time is pressing."

This third brother called Peng Wuhope, and his heart was sour. The four brothers of Pengmen, the uncle has one lineage and three sons, and now only the fourth brother Peng Wuxing is left. If you die in battle, who will be called to replace your uncle and uncle when the time comes. Thinking of this, Peng Wuwang suddenly jumped up and pointed at Peng Wuxing's sleeping hole. "Third brother, here you go again!" As soon as Peng Wuxing shouted five words in annoyance, he felt a dark and sweet sleepiness creeping up in his heart, tilted his head, and fell off his horse.

"Big brother! Why did you get up?" Hong Sixue, who was wearing silver helmets and silver armor, and Zheng Juechen came side by side, just when they saw Peng Wuwang knocking down the fourth brother, Hong Sixue hurriedly said loudly.

"Hey, Sixue, you can't go into battle, you should stay in the city." Peng Wuwang saw the heroic silver armor on Hong Sixue's body, his heart tightened, and he couldn't help but lose his voice.

"Why?" Hong Sixue smiled strangely and asked in a deep voice.

"Because, because ......" Peng Wuwang thought about it for a long time, his mind was empty, and he couldn't think of half a reason. In the bloody battle of two days and one night, countless friends and brothers who were heart-to-heart were splashed with blood in the city: Lei Yechang, Li Xiaotian, Lu Wuwu, Zuo Lianshan, Master Wei died one after another, Hou Zaichun, Lian Feng, Xiao Liechen life and death are uncertain. Now, could it be that his closest sister-in-law is also going to go to this final battlefield and follow in their footsteps.

"There's no reason, I just want you to stay." Peng Wuwang looked at her silently for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice.

Hong Sixue's heart was hot, and a wonderful feeling of happiness surged into her heart like a hot spring: "Big brother, everyone knows that this is the last battle, since you are going, how can I fall behind."

Peng Wuwang sighed bitterly, looked at Zheng Juechen behind Hong Sixue, and suddenly said, "Brother Zheng, do you have something to say to Sixue?" Zheng Jiechen was shocked when he heard this, and a stunned expression appeared on his face. Hong Sixue frowned, turned her head away, and glanced at him inquiringly. At this moment, Peng Wuwang suddenly pointed at Hong Sixue's sleeping hole, and this finger was strong, breaking through the air and making a sharp whistling sound. Hong Sixue seemed to have expected this, she turned her head suddenly, raised her left hand, stretched out her two fingers, and formed a scissor shape, sandwiching Peng Wuwang's inevitable finger between her fingers.

"Big brother, every time you fight for your life, you think about my safety very thoughtfully, have you ever asked me how I feel, can you let me be the master for once." Hong Sixue's eyes were red, and she said loudly angrily.

Peng Wuwang closed his eyes and turned his head away. Hong Sixue's eyes were sour, and she was about to continue, but she suddenly received a heavy blow to the back of her head, and her body fell forward suddenly, and she was held in Peng Wuwang's arms. Behind her, Zheng Jiechen slowly withdrew his right fist and smiled bitterly at Peng Wuwang.

Looking at Hong Sixue, who was sleeping with her eyes closed in her arms, Peng Wuwang smiled bitterly and said, "When my sister wakes up, she will blame us for the rest of her life."

Zheng Juechen nodded, and suddenly smiled slightly: "Then she can use the rest of her life to slowly deal with me." The two looked at each other and laughed tacitly.

At this moment, a sound of hooves came from the end of the street, and Liu Xiongyi led several tooth generals to Peng Wuwang's side and said, "Peng Daxia, the brothers have specially left a pair of armor for you, you quickly change it." With a wave of his hand, a tooth general came to Peng's hopeless horse with a set of glittering gold armor in his hand.

Peng Wuwang hurriedly put the red Sixue in his arms into Fang Mengjing's arms, and said in a low voice, "Miss Fang, please take care of her." Fang Mengjing nodded and did not speak. He walked up to the tooth general, took the armor and looked at it, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Yes, this armor was originally the armor of General Guide Zhonglang, since General Jiang died in battle, then this armor should be inherited by his younger brother, Peng Daxia, you can take it." Liu Xiongyi said in a deep voice.

Peng Wuwang's eyes were sour, and he didn't shirk it, shook off the armor, and with the assistance of the tooth general, silently draped this set of golden armor on his body. He was amazed to find that the size of the armor seemed to be tailor-made for himself. "Big brother, I thought that I would never have a tall and majestic figure like you in my life, but before I knew it, I was as tall and short as you." Peng Wuwang trembled and stroked the nail leaf on his body, "I will never let down this golden armor, big brother, you take a good look."

He turned around, led a war horse, jumped up, and hung the Pu knife in his hand on the victory hook, and the sun shone through the smoke and dust on his golden armor, emitting a brilliant light. The tusks that hung for him draped over him draped a scarlet mink over his body. At this moment, Peng is hopeless, with a brocade hat and mink fur, a golden helmet and golden armor, and an indescribable majesty.

Seeing that Peng Wuwang was put on his horse, all the soldiers who were strong on the horse let out a cheer at the same time. Liu Xiongyi said excitedly, "All on board!"

"Ho!" All the soldiers responded in unison and jumped on their horses in unison. The remaining 2,500 Tang soldiers in the city of Hengzhou are in red armor, scarlet cloaks, and colorful brocade helmets. The neck and top door of each war horse are covered with black armor, and the horse's head is full of seven-inch brocade feathers. All the warriors held dazzling long-handled knives in their hands, and their horses were loaded with three jujube wood throwing spears. Everyone's face involuntarily showed a look of pride.

"Ignition!" Liu Xiongyi shouted. The small colonel who had been guarding the three gates in the north and southeast immediately lit the grain bags filled with fire oil and covered with firewood and grass, and the fire of the three gates immediately rose into the sky, completely blocking the passage into the city, and the grain and grass that were stuffed with the allied soldiers to save their lives were also burned.

"Set fire to the houses of the West City!" Liu Xiongyi then ordered loudly.

At this moment, Peng Wuwang suddenly smelled a quiet fragrance, he frowned, and walked into the house facing the street, only to find that in the garden of this family, there was a kind of orange flower planted, and the petals of each flower were clustered together, layered and delicate and beautiful.

"...... this?" These flowers made Peng Wuwang recall at once that he was wrapped in white cloth, with seven knives in his hand, and the hairpin in front of the placket when he entered Luoyang alone. That was the first time he showed his face on the rivers and lakes. At that time, he had already made up his mind to die, just like countless adventures in the rivers and lakes in the future, but until now, thousands of twists and turns, he is still alive, and life is so incredible.

"But this time it should be different." Peng Wuwang leaned down and plucked a yellow flower, carefully pinning it to his chest.

"Kaesong!" Liu Xiongyi's majestic roar sounded again in the silent city of Hengzhou.