Bai Qi looked at the partial general, his expression did not change, but he said, "Pass on the general's order, select sharp people from each battalion, and go to Jing'an City to scold."

The partial general was slightly stunned, he didn't expect General Bai to use this method, his expression became a little strange, and he saluted:

"Yes, General!"

Bai Qi thought for a while, and then asked, "Where are the 30,000 additional people sent by the Prime Minister now?"

The general arched his hand and said, "I just arrived in Yongzhou yesterday!"

Hearing this news, Bai Qi's eyes showed a touch of surprise, and said, "It rained heavily a few days ago, the roads were muddy, and it was inconvenient to march, why were they able to arrive in Yongzhou on time?"

The general explained: "As far as the lowly officials know, it is because the official road from Chang'an to Yongzhou is built of cement and is not affected by rain."

Bai Qi saw cement a month ago, and used it to build various fortifications.

I also know the material of cement.

Hearing this, his eyes showed a sudden look, and at the same time, he secretly marveled in his heart.

In just a few months, it was not easy for Fang Xiang to change the official road from Chang'an to Yongzhou to be built with cement.

"Yongzhou is only a few hundred miles away from Anren Mansion, and in ten days at most, the additional 30,000 people sent will be able to complete the meeting with the army."

"80,000 vs. 200,000...... More than enough!"

As soon as he thought of this, a fine light burst out in his white eyes, looked at the partial general, and ordered, "Send a letter to Miss Tang, and ask her to prepare three months' worth of grain and grass and send it to the camp."

When the general heard this, he immediately realized something, his face showed excitement, he bowed respectfully, and replied, "Yes! General!"

............

Gyeong'an House, City Gate.

Thousands of soldiers, armed with weapons, stood on both sides, all standing straight.

The gates, which had been closed, are now completely open.

On the city wall, countless archers, looking nervously into the distance, were all ready to meet the enemy.

At the same time, catapults are placed in the city, ready to go.

Such a big battle, just to welcome the new commander, Jing'an Hou Zhao Ping!

Minutes and seconds passed.

The soldiers on both sides felt a little tired.

Suddenly, a dense drum beat sounded.

The next second.

In the direction of the city gate, several tall horses came slowly.

At the forefront, a white steed with a long, supple mane fluttering in the wind.

On it was a middle-aged general, dressed in ink-colored armor to set off his heroic posture, looking ahead with fierce eyes.

The little wrinkles on Guozi's face added a bit of vicissitudes to his sharp temperament.

Seeing this scene, several lieutenants guarding the city glanced at each other and came up one after another.

Stand upright and salute respectfully.

"The 200,000 troops of Jing'an City welcome Marquis Zhao!"

The voice fell.

The soldiers on both sides saluted in unison, and their movements were uniform.

"Welcome Marquis Zhao!"

Zhao Ping, who was on the horse, saw this scene, his angular face was expressionless, but there was a touch of pride in his eyes.

He reined in the horse's reins, stopped the steed, raised his right hand, and opened his mouth to say something.

However, before he could speak, the drums on the city wall suddenly became urgent.

Immediately after that, I heard a hoarse roar behind me.

"Enemy attack!"

The voice fell.

The adjutant generals and soldiers who greeted them all changed their faces, and they stood in place, a little at a loss.

Zhao Ping controlled the somewhat frightened war horse, frowned, looked at the deputy general, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The deputy general hurriedly replied loudly: "It should be Bai Qi who heard that you came to Jing'an City and sent people to attack and disturb you!"

When Zhao Ping heard this, his face was gloomy, and he said in his heart: No

If you lead a large army to attack the city, wouldn't you be scared!

As soon as he thought of this, he looked around, opened his mouth, and said loudly: "Jing'an City, the city wall is high, even though the dry man has three heads and six arms......

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud noise behind him.

Peng!

He hadn't had time to turn back and see what was going on.

The war horse under the crotch was smashed to the butt because of the rubble, let out a terrible neigh, and galloped wildly!

Zhao Ping rode on the horse, with a hint of panic in his eyes, trying his best to control the frightened war horse, but with little success.

The other side.

When his personal guards and the deputy general of Jing'ancheng saw this scene, they were all stunned, and they reacted after three breaths, and hurriedly chased after them.

While chasing, he shouted:

"General! Be careful!"

When the soldiers on both sides saw this scene, they all followed without the slightest hesitation.

It's not to rescue the new general, it's just that it's too dangerous to stand under the city wall at this time, and he can't help but be hit in the head by rubble, and he will die with a whimper.

On the city wall, the archers looked at the few cannons that were far away, and gritted their teeth with hatred, but there was nothing they could do about it.

"These dogs, every time, are like this, they fire a few shots from a distance of thousands of paces, and they run away when they are finished! If you really have the guts, you can pull the army out and fight with real swords and guns!"

One of the archers had an annoyed look on his face and couldn't help but take a sip.

this month.

The cadres often sent people to use artillery to blast at the city wall a few times from afar.

Run after the bombardment, never stop.

At the beginning, the generals would also order a catapult to fight back, but when they found that it didn't have much effect, they chose to give up and use a small part of the elite cavalry to go out of the city to counterattack.

He left the city three times, and on all three occasions he was ambushed by the enemy, and almost all of his troops were wiped out.

After that, in the face of these *** things, they can only choose to bear it silently.

After all, the walls of Jing'an City are high enough and thick enough that a few shells can't cause substantial damage, and even if a gap is blown up, it won't take long to repair it.

"What's more, don't they dare to be so arrogant just because they have firearms in their hands, and when the imperial court also develops the same firearms that day, they will not be killed!"

"After all, the artillery is more powerful, and those muskets are not as good as bows and arrows!"

"We have 200,000 people, and they really don't know what the generals think, they have been guarding the city wall, allowing those dogs to provoke!"

"Didn't the imperial court send the Marquis of Jing'an, I hope the Marquis can lead us to fight with the real swords!"

"It's not good to guard Jing'an City, do you want to fight with the dry people?"

"What's the matter with all your might, it's better than shrinking into the city and being drunk by the drows!"

On the city wall, the soldiers were talking, apparently accustomed to the enemy's attacks.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Less than half a stick of incense.

The loud noise caused by the artillery stopped.

The soldiers guarding the city were slightly stunned, subconsciously looked at the dry people in the distance, their eyes showed doubts, and said, "In the past, these *** people had to blast a stick of incense, what happened today, it's over so soon?"

"Isn't it bombarding all day long, and there are not enough shells?"

The words fell, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

The next second, a uniform roar was heard from a distance.

"Zhao Ping dog thief! Bile mice! Shrinking turtle! Retreat before you fight!"

When the soldiers heard this, their faces changed, and they subconsciously looked ahead.

Distance.

Hundreds of dry men were shouting and cursing with barrel-like objects in their hands.

At first, the scolding was quite Sven, but he used some idioms to sarcastically mock them for not daring to go out of the city.

And then there's all sorts of swearing

, extremely unpleasant.

Although they were far away, what the other person was holding in his hand seemed to amplify their voices.

In addition, even if they swear, they are still neat and uniform, and they can hear it clearly from afar.

It's just swearing, but it's tolerable.

But!

They soon began to greet the parents and grandparents of the generals who defended the city, as well as the soldiers!

In just one stick of incense, the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the 200,000 army was scolded.

And then there's all sorts of free play.

The most common is of course to take advantage of ethics, and the 200,000 army from top to bottom have all become the grandsons of the cadres.

In the mouths of the dry people, these soldiers guarding the city, in the face of their grandfather, instead of opening the city gate and welcoming them warmly, closed the door......

It's really unfilial to the extreme!

As he spoke, the scolding soldiers burst into tears, as if they really didn't educate their grandchildren well, so that their children and grandchildren were unfilial.

The second is personal attacks, from the appearance of Zhou people to the person, they are all scolded.

Finally, there is the contempt of action.

Many people took off their pants directly in front of the guards guarding the city.

The soldiers guarding the city listened to these extremely vicious scoldings, and they all gritted their teeth in anger, but there was nothing they could do about them.

Scolding back?

At such a distance, if there is no one to command, the other party will not be able to hear what they are scolding.

Hit back?

Without the order of the general, no one is allowed to leave the city without authorization, otherwise it will be dealt with by military law!

In the end, these guys were so angry that they had no choice but to shoot arrows at the guys who were shouting and scolding outside the city.

It's a pity that the distance is too far, and the arrow misses and can't fall on the enemy's head at all.

One by one, they stood in place, stomping their feet angrily.

"*** dry man!"

Town.

Zhao Ping was still trying to control the frightened horses.

After galloping a thousand paces, the white horse finally calmed down a little, and his pace gradually slowed down.

The guards and lieutenants who followed behind were all relieved when they saw this scene.

"On the first day that Master Hou came to Jing'an City, if something happened, it would be a shame!"

Thinking so, he saw the horses slowly stop.

On horseback, Zhao Ping also breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though he has been riding all his life, there are not many things like this when the horse suddenly gets out of control.

In any case, this time it was relatively lucky, and the horses were controlled when it was safe to do so.

"Master Hou's riding skills are really superb! If you are so critical, you can deal with it calmly, and you will admire it!"

The adjutant general approached Zhao Ping, with admiration on his face, and praised him sincerely.

Zhao Ping was riding on the horse, his legs were a little weak, and when he heard this, he still maintained a breezy appearance, waved his hand, and said: "For a general, controlling the war horse under his crotch is basic, insignificant."

When the adjutant general heard this, his face was reverent, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Right now.

But there was a roar of enthusiasm above the city walls.

Thousands of soldiers let out an angry roar, resounding in the sky and terrifying!

Just for a moment.

Zhao Ping realized something, his face changed, and he subconsciously looked at the war horse under his crotch.

Before he could react.

The war horse neighed again, and its front hooves were raised high, throwing Zhao Ping off his body.

Before the deputy general and the guards could react to what was happening, they saw Zhao Ping in front of him slamming on the ground and letting out a miserable wail.

"General!"

Several people subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to help Zhao Ping.

Before he could get to the front, the war horse panicked, and out of instinct, he kicked hard in the back and galloped away into the distance!

"Ahh

A terrible wail rang out, and was quickly drowned out by a roar of rage.

Zhao Ping slammed on the ground, severe pain swept over, and his mind was blank, just instinctively wailing.

Seeing this, the adjutant general and the personal guard jumped in a heartbeat, and they hurriedly rushed up.

"General! Are you alright?"

Zhao Ping, who couldn't move his body in pain, couldn't hear everyone's voices at all.

If you hear it, you will definitely scold, Lao Tzu has become like this! You say there's something wrong!

was thrown down by the war horse, the damage was not small, and he was kicked again.

Even if Zhao Ping has experienced a hundred battles, he can't bear it for a while.

The lieutenant general and the guards gathered around him and glanced at each other, their faces even more ugly than Xiang.

So far, I can only carry Hou Ye back to the yamen and ask Lang Zhong for treatment.

"You two carry the front, and you and I carry the back."

The lieutenant general looked at several guards and commanded.

The guards were slightly stunned, and their expressions became a little strange.

Seeing this, the adjutant general said coldly, "What? General Ben can't command you?"

"There is no such thing as a lowly position!"

Several guards hurriedly waved their hands and hesitated: "I just don't understand what is behind and what is front."

「......」

The adjutant general was stunned, his face was a little hot, and he changed his words: "You raise your legs, I raise your arms."

After the division of labor is clear.

Several people stood in positions and worked hard in unison.

"Ahh

Suddenly, another sharp pain struck.

Zhao Ping let out a terrible wail again.

It is no exaggeration to say that the voice is so poignant that those who hear it cry.

「......」

The lieutenant general and the guard glanced at each other, and they could see the embarrassment in each other's eyes.

Now, there is no other way.

A few people gritted their teeth, relentlessly, and carried Zhao Ping to the yamen.

Took a few steps.

A few people remembered.

The armor on Hou Ye's body has not been removed yet.

It all happened too suddenly.

The cadres were attacking the city again, even though they were all experienced in a hundred battles, and their brains were a little confused for a while, and they didn't pay attention to the armor at all.

I just want to take the injured Hou Ye and leave this dangerous place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

"Unload the armor of Master Hou first, the speed can be faster."

After hesitating for a few seconds, the lieutenant said.

So, several people put Zhao Ping down again.

It's just that......

One of the guards moved a little bigger, causing Zhao Ping's injured left leg to hit the ground again.

"Ahh

The wails of the hearers sounded again.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

After removing the armor on Zhao Ping's body, several people felt much more relaxed, and their steps were brisker.

I finally arrived at the door of the yamen.

One of the guards who walked in front didn't pay attention, stepped on the threshold, stumbled and almost fell.

The inevitable happened again.

Zhao Ping's right foot slammed into the ground.

"Ahh

The mournful wail sounded again, and everyone was already familiar with it, and they actually had a strange feeling.

"Anyway, I've fallen so many times, so it shouldn't be bad."

Right now.

The adjutant suddenly found that Zhao Ping had regained consciousness, and his mouth snorted twice.

"Master Hou, what are you going to say!"

The lieutenant hurriedly leaned his ears over.

Immediately afterwards, I heard Zhao Ping, who was extremely weak, and said slowly in a weak voice:

"You ...... Kill ...... I'll do it..

....」