The well-arranged defensive camp of General Peng Cheng was still full of people, horses neighing, soldiers coming and going, and it was even more lively than before.

It's just that the flag of the Jiangnan Provincial Guards, which was originally erected and hung densely and colorful, has been torn off and replaced with the banner of Ankang Mountain in Fanyang Road, as well as a black banner with a hideous wolf's head Chengqing.

There was a large pit in the camp with a fire burning with tent flags and dead bodies.

There was a terrible smell in the camp, and the soldiers who walked there did not feel any discomfort, some held meat to gnaw, some carried wine jugs and drank wine, and more were rummaging in the scattered camp, turning out a box from time to time, which caused a group of people to rob, fight, and push.

More boxes were piled up in Chengqing's tent, just like Ankang Mountain's An Dezhong, and the generals from Fan Yangdao were fond of gold, silver, and jewelry.

"They have hidden so much gold, silver, and grain here." One lieutenant laughed, "Is this a gift for us?" ”

"These cowards, as soon as there is a war, they will first hoard grain and grass, and it seems that with these, they will win all battles." Another lieutenant general was disdainful, raised his foot and kicked, and a box poured out a pile of big money, which was also mixed with a sign that said Jizhou, and his foot stepped heavily on the sign, "Look, the general of Jizhou has not arrived yet, the money has arrived first, now what?" The money is still there, and people dare not come. ”

"If they don't dare to come, we'll go." Seung-kyung, who was sitting on the ground wiping his armor, said that he was not interested in verbally ridiculing his defeated generals, and he only liked to use knives and guns to insult those who tried to fight him.

He grabbed a long axe that had been placed aside and stood up.

A heavy general of his level basically doesn't fight in person until the last moment, but Chengqing has always been in person, big battles, as long as he is interested, he will rush to kill with a sword, not only kill the opponent, but if his own soldiers are timid and slow, he will also kill them.

Every time he went into battle, not only the guards were terrified, but his men and horses were also terrified, and they rushed forward to kill the enemy with their lives, lest they would be hacked to death by him with an axe.

"My lord, it's not a problem to go to Jiangnan Province, please go to the southeast to support the little governor, and we will kill all the way here." The lieutenants said in unison.

Chengqing paused for a long axe, and also felt that this staff was boring, so he set fire to the soldiers and horses on this side and dispersed.

"Your Excellency, take these seizures with you." An adjutant general proposed, "The little governor has been very unhappy recently because of Qishan and Huainan Province. ”

An Dezhong from the west of Zhejiang all the way to the southeast, although there are generals and officials to welcome Shun, there are strong soldiers and horses outside, but the southeast has always been held by Qi Shan gritted his teeth, and also got the support of Jiannan Road to stabilize the back road in Qianzhong, An Dezhong was very angry that he couldn't take the southeast for a long time.

And Mrs. Chu on the other side of Huainan Road is also fierce.

"Ma Jiang, what is the use of this waste except to be obedient." Chengqing was disdainful, "The little governor should have cut off his head, he couldn't even beat a woman, and he even supported him with 3,000 soldiers and horses." ”

A lieutenant general said: "I heard that his subordinates sent a lot of rare treasures to the little governor. ”

"The adults also sent some seizures to the little governor, so that the little governor could be happy." Another deputy general said, stretched out his hand and pointed to the map, "Now there is also a checkpoint in Jiangling Mansion here, and when Jiangling Mansion is taken, Penghu until both sides of the Ganshui River are unimpeded, and then we will make peace with the adults in the southeast." ”

Seungkyung used a long axe to split open a chest, and inside this box was a pile of gold.

"You have kept the gold and silver." He said, "I helped the little governor kill Qi Shan, and this is what makes the little governor and the big governor really happy." ”

This is also something that makes Chengqing happy, and he laughs in the tent.

Chengqing was happy, and so were the lieutenants, and they withdrew with some ease, and it was very pleasing to the eye to watch the noisy and chaotic scramble in the camp, until a group of soldiers and horses galloped over.

"Has Gangneung Mansion been taken?" An adjutant general asked, recognizing it as the soldier in charge of the striker.

The general led by him turned over and dismounted and knelt on the ground: "Over there in Jiangling Mansion, there is some trouble. ”

The adjutant general frowned: "What's the trouble in Jiangling Mansion?" Run twice around the city with 3,000 soldiers and horses, and the city will be broken on its own. ”

The general raised his head and said, "Not only did we run, but we also attacked the city twice. ”

The result? The eyes of the adjutant generals all looked at him, and the originally happy expressions gradually froze, and the generals and the entourage behind them all had traces of battle, but there was no joy of victory on their faces, but they looked a little embarrassed......

The general lowered his head: "Didn't capture ....."

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked to the ground by the lieutenant.

"Rubbish!"

"Is Gangneung Mansion an impregnable wall?"

The city of Gangneung Province was high and thick, and since it was not the beginning of the rebellion, the state capitals in various places prepared for war, repaired moats, dug deep trenches, buried horse stakes, and hoarded grain and grass.....

But even so, it's not impregnable.

The outside of Gangneung Mansion is full of traces of battle, according to the horse stakes, there are still corpses piled up in the trenches, most of these corpses are displaced people captured by the rebels as dead soldiers and meat shields, there are broken ladders burning under the city wall, crackling and burning, and with the smoke and fireworks, there are moans and cries of people who are not yet dead.....

"Come close and clean up, and you'll shoot arrows on the walls." A general said.

This is rare, usually after the battle, the rebels retreat and everyone is happy, the defenders will not prevent the other side from taking the wounded, but this time it is clear that the wounded will die alive in front of the rebels to show deterrence.

What a daring! They do all this kind of thing! Who taught Gangneung Province to do this? The lieutenant looked up at the city wall, which was silent, but he could faintly see soldiers standing densely on the battlements under the summer sun.

The soldiers were dressed in thick armor, with bows and crossbows in their hands, and dense sweat was running down their faces, and they remained motionless, as if they were unconscious.

But if a soldier or horse is within range of them, their crossbows will shoot arrows like a rain.

There were still spears behind them, and I don't know how many soldiers were ready to fight.

"Aren't there not many soldiers and horses?" The adjutant asked, how does it seem endless?

"Many soldiers and horses from the Pengcheng camp have fled here." The general guessed.

Or maybe the populace? But if it is the people, not to mention whether they have the courage to defend the city, it is impossible to be as calm as a real soldier.

The adjutant general waved the long knife in his hand: "No matter how many soldiers and horses it has, if it can't be killed at one time, then kill it twice, kill it three times, and we will kill it endlessly!" ”

The general immediately shouted: "Kill!" ”

"Gangneung Fuseong is rich!"

"The deserters of the Pengcheng camp brought countless money."

"Gangnam Province is full of beautiful women."

"Take this city, and the gold, silver, jewelry, and beauties will be ours."

"Siege!"

"Kill!"

Behind him, thousands of soldiers poured like wolves and tigers to the city of Gangneung.

......

......

The sound of fighting, shouts, arrows and armor, and the crash of the ground walls resounded in the air.

Standing in the city guarded by the city walls, it is like sitting on a small boat in the sea, and the wind and waves are surging.

The rebels outside the city also rained bows and arrows, as well as catapults and missiles with sharp whistling.

"There are no arrows, there are no arrows."

"The rebels are coming."

"Crossbowmen stand back, crossbowmen stand back."

"Rolling Stone Gold Juice!"

The soldiers on the city wall exchanged, resisting the siege, there were people everywhere, the movements were a little chaotic, and they collided from time to time, but everyone's expression was not panicked.

"Carry the wounded, carry the wounded."

A group of men rushed forward and carried down the wounded soldiers who had been hit by the arrows and stones.

Some of the wounded soldiers were shot in the throat and still did not die, and some were smashed with half of their heads, and blood suddenly bubbled up, and the blood that had not dried up and down the steps of the city wall was covered with blood again.

The crying and shouting were heartbreaking.

The faces of the people standing under the city gate waiting for the battle turned pale, but there was no fear in their eyes, and their eyes followed the wooden monk standing under the city gate.

Monk Mu stood in the place where all the wounded soldiers would pass, inspected each wounded soldier, instructed the doctors how to treat them, and if they saw something that could not be treated, he recited a few verses, gently touched the eyes of the wounded, and eased the pain of the deceased because of this scripture and caressing, and closed his eyes calmly.

The wounded are treated, the dead are exceeded, life and death are safe, everyone looks at the bloody scene, listens to the screams of the fight, or sadness or anger, but there is no panic, the eyes are calm and firm.

"Defend the city!"

"The rebels have stormed the walls!"

"Reinforcements, reinforcements."

Hearing this command, the people standing under the city gate wearing armor and holding weapons straightened their backs and uncovered their armor, they were actually just ordinary people, but no matter what, in order to survive, everyone can be warriors.

The wooden monk stood in front of the steps of the city wall, his hands outstretched, and his face became lofty and blurred in the sunlight.

The sound of chanting rang in everyone's ears, and it was the Buddha blessing the warriors who went on the expedition.

They marched forward in formation, either touching the hand of the wooden monk, or touching the robe of the wooden monk fluttering in the wind, and received the power given by the Buddha, and rushed to the Shura field without the slightest fear.

Hu Zhifu stood at the end of the street, looking at this scene with a surging mood, Jiangling Mansion will definitely be able to hold it.

Otherwise, how could God send a true Buddha to Gangneung Mansion?