"Go on."

However, the generals in charge of commanding the siege remained indifferent, as if these casualties were just cold numbers.

After that, there were teams of Sui troops, climbing along the ladder one after another, but they were met with a huge counterattack.

Finally, as a Sui soldier successfully followed the ladder, he came to the city wall and started a fight, but he died on the city wall after a while.

But this time, it seemed to have triggered a chain reaction, more and more Sui soldiers occupied the wall, and as time went on, the archers above were also killed.

Immediately afterwards, a small group of Sui troops came to the city gate, killed all the defenders, and split the door bolt.

"The door is open, the door is open!"

The huge city gate was pushed open by several Sui soldiers, and the high suspension bridge also fell heavily.

"The generals will listen to the order, rush!"

With this shout, Yu Wenhua took the lead, leading a fine horseman, like a sharp knife, into the city.

Then, the army also advanced mightily.

Immediately after, there was a series of fights and shouts.

"The city is broken——!

On the city wall, a flag representing the Sui army was planted, and the ownership of Liaohe City was officially transferred.

After the end of the war, there were naturally special soldiers who were responsible for cleaning the battlefield, treating the wounded, and dealing with prisoners of war.

"Your Majesty, please."

Under the leadership of a general, Su Zimo naturally entered the city smoothly.

At this time, in the city, the doors of every house were closed, but there were many people, looking at the Sui army coming and going in the city in horror through the cracks in the doors and windows, and their hearts were full of anxiety and uneasiness.

"Your Majesty, this time I captured Liaohe City and captured more than 5,000 people, I don't know what to do with these prisoners?" The person who spoke was Yu Wenshu, who was also the general who commanded the siege this time.

In this regard, Su Zimo only nodded, waved his hand, and said: "The order goes down, and all the team members above are executed, and as for the remaining fire chiefs, they will all be dispersed and put into the prisoner of war camp for strict supervision!" ”

"Yes!"

The establishment of the Sui Dynasty was a government military system, and there were Zhichong mansions all over the place, and there were two Guoyi lieutenants, and the deputies were two Guoyi lieutenants.

The government has 4-6 regiments, each with 200 soldiers, and the captain is the main officer; The regiment has 2 brigades, each with 100 soldiers, and the brigade commander is the chief officer; The brigade has 2 teams, each with 50 soldiers, and the team is the chief officer; The team has 5 fires, 10 members per fire, and a fire chief.

And Goguryeo's side, naturally, also imitated the Sui army, and the team above was almost all the sons of some nobles, if the other party was allowed to survive, some accidents would inevitably occur.

As for the rest of the team leaders, fire chiefs, and the like, they are all not worth mentioning, and naturally they are also taken as prisoners of war, and they will be used to drive them to attack the city one day.

When night fell, Su Zimo naturally stayed in the City Lord's Mansion, which had already been cleaned up.

The other generals lived in the courtyards of the big families in the city.

…………

At the same time, in an unknown attic in Goguryeo, it was brightly lit.

This is the residence of Fu Cailin, the "master of sword fighting".

As the patron saint of Goguryeo and one of the three great grandmasters, Fu Cailin's status naturally goes without saying.

From a distance, this attic is exceptionally quiet.

The main pavilion is located in the south of the pond, double-layer wooden structure, Zhu Hu Dan window, flying eaves leva, painting neem carved beams, elegant and clumsy, and the momentum is extraordinary.

The technique of the whole attic is not conventional, and the tributaries of the pond water surround the garden pavilion into a stream and a spring. The waterfront corridor communicates the inside and outside with leaky windows, which will not obstruct the view of the landscape.

The shadows of trees, flowers, clouds, moons, and ripples reflected in the blue waves of the main lake form a blurry picture that is both straight and illusory.

In the Rusi scenery, three colored lanterns are hung at each of the four corners of the square pavilion in the center of the pool, and dozens of thick and soft pure white carpets are spread at the platform next to the pavilion, forming a large carpet, turning the cold and hard masonry platform into a comfortable place for sitting and lying.

The carpet is placed on a huge futon, which can be pillow and leaning, making people feel that once they lie down, they will sleep for a long time and do not want to get up.

More than a dozen plain-clothed Korean beauties, sitting or lying, or playing musical instruments, or singing in a low voice, decorate the strange world in the center of the lake, adding to the unfathomable atmosphere of the moonlit night.

A large copper furnace is placed on the round stone table in the pavilion, and the agarwood smoke rises from the furnace and slowly drifts away, covering the pavilion with a light gauze mist, and the aroma is all over.

The most striking thing is a man in white with long hair and a shawl, looking up at the starry sky, meditating cross-legged, like a god, although his face cannot be seen, but he can still feel an extraordinary temperament.

"Yijian Master" Fu Cailin.

Suddenly, Fu Cailin suddenly felt a palpitation, as if something big was about to happen, but he couldn't help but turn around, revealing a strange and ugly appearance that was by no means handsome.

He had an unusually narrow face, and all the features on it were flaws that no one wanted to have, and they were more like they were all crowded together, which made his forehead look particularly high.

His chin was slender and a little cumbersome, and the bridge of his nose was curved and folded, but it was unusually tall and huge, making his eyes and mouth even more small in comparison.

Fortunately, there is a long black hair draped over the shoulders, which reconciles the incongruity between the broad shoulders and the narrow face, otherwise it will be even more awkward and weird.

After a long time, I saw Fu Cailin slowly speak: "The big war is about to start, and Goguryeo is in danger!" ”

"Master?"

saw a girl in white, glanced at Fu Cailin with some curiosity, and didn't understand why his master said this.

As everyone knows, all martial artists have a kind of induction similar to a whim.

And Fu Cailin, as a master of the Grandmaster realm, his spiritual sense is also different from ordinary people, not to mention that he is also in danger of Goguryeo's safety, and his own luck has long been closely linked to the national fortune of Goguryeo, so he can naturally feel the depression before the mountain rain is coming.

"Great Sui!"

In this regard, Fu Cailin also sighed, shook his head and said: "Sister, go to the palace quickly to inform the lord of the country, let him prepare early, and there will be a large army pressing the border in a few days, and Goguryeo is in danger!" ”

"Yes, Master."

When the girl in white heard this, she naturally took Fu Cailin's words as a guide, and hurriedly got up.

The figure flickered and disappeared into the attic.

After the girl in white left, Fu Cailin was silent for a long time.

After a long time, he said slowly: "Life is so mysterious, in this big war, I'm afraid that countless lives will turn into ashes and wither forever!" ”

In fact, Fu Cailin did not tell his apprentice that he felt unprecedented danger in this battle.

At this level, he has a dark sense of what is about to happen, and he can naturally perceive that Goguryeo is now in a crisis, and even he himself is in a desperate situation.

(End of chapter)