Chapter 200: The City of Drunken Dreams and Death

"Why do I seem to smell incense?" Liu Wei twitched his nose and suddenly asked.

Jia Xu probed, looked left and right at the small mound where Liu Wei was lying, and couldn't help laughing, "Your Majesty, you seem to have favored an old man, he should have deliberately emitted the smell of incense, thank you, Your Majesty!" ”

"You robbed Zhao Ye's words." Liu Wei also saw that this was a grave bag.

"Besides, you say this like a courtier!"

"Ministers should do their best to be a servant in the eyes of the enemy and a loyal minister of the court." Jia Xu said.

Liu Wei didn't say anything more.

Loyalty, treachery, good and evil, everything still needs to be observed.

He is an entrepreneurial emperor, and he is actually not very good at those imperial techniques.

Now he has only learned to hide his actual emotions and not be easily detected by others.

When Liu Wei was looking up at the galaxy and thinking about himself, the emperor.

Jia Xu also looked at the emperor lying on the tomb with deep meaning in his eyes.

A sixteen-year-old emperor!

Wenzhi martial arts have far surpassed the first emperor, and even have the atmosphere of catching up with the ancient sage king.

With such an emperor, the future of the Han Dynasty will be as bright as the galaxy above this head.

He was born at the right time!

"Your Majesty, you have landed in the city!"

Zhao Ye walked over in the dark.

Liu Wei got up, stood on the tomb with his waist bent and looked at the city, "Yinglin! ”

"The last general!"

Yinglin walked over.

But Liu Wei didn't speak, he held his breath and stared intently at the city.

On the head of Yangzhai West City, there were people moving from time to time, but there was never too much movement.

Riots and shouts of killing have been slow to erupt.

"Why do I think the city is like there are no defenders!" After staring nervously for a quarter of an hour, Liu Wei couldn't help but say.

Jia Xu guessed and said: "There is a feast in the city, and even if there are defenders at the head of the city, I am afraid that they will be absent-minded." Everyone else is drinking and singing, but they still have to defend, which is a great torture for soldiers who are not strict in military discipline. ”

"Approach!" Liu Wei ordered in a deep voice.

"Whoa!" Yinglin, who had been on standby for a long time, answered in a low voice, ordering the troops to approach the city gate.

This time, Liu Wei was not impulsive.

He still guarded the grave and did not move his nest.

He, the emperor, can personally drive the expedition, but it is a bit too much to charge into battle in person.

Liu Wei didn't mind doing that, but he couldn't.

……

Ran Wen took his fair turtle and shrank in the alley near the city gate.

Not far from him, a huge bonfire burned, and three sheep were carried with spears on the side.

And that's not the only one, there are still a few clumps burning not far away, and there are also roasted sheep on the side.

These are all Kong Ling's rewards.

In addition to dozens of sheep, there is also a large amount of alcohol.

"It's good to eat enough, don't move the wine, whoever wants to get wine in his mouth, I'll let his neck taste my knife!" With a hippie smile in front of Liu Yu, Ran Wen, who has never been very serious, has a sinister face at the moment.

"General, if we don't drink a drop of wine, if Confucius knows about it, will he blame it? This is a clear face-saving process. A soldier licked his lips, stared at the wine stacked on the side, and said deliberately.

Ran Wen's eyelids lifted slightly.

One of his henchmen sitting beside him got up and walked over, and without warning slashed the head of the soldier who spoke.

The bloody head looked particularly hideous in the light of the bonfire.

There was also a playful expression on his face.

Ran Wen then spoke: "When this battle is over, there is good wine for you to drink in the princess's mansion, so why drink Kong Ling's rough wine that I don't know how many jars of water it has mixed with." I want you to know that you are the soldiers of the Princess's Mansion, not his soldiers. ”

The soldiers sitting around were silent, and many people were so frightened that they held their breath.

"Throw it away, this pickled squid looks like it affects the mood of the children to eat meat!" Ran Wen suddenly laughed and pointed to the hideous head.

As soon as the henchman shook his hand, the head flew into the bonfire not far away.

Ran jumped up angrily, and kicked it violently, "You bastard, you throw it into the fire, how can we eat meat?" ”

"The general is angry, angry, and the smell is not big!" The henchman squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, allowing Ran Wen to punch and kick.

Ran Wen beat his henchmen violently, panting slightly, and said to the soldiers: "Let's eat." ”

The soldiers looked at the head that crackled in the bonfire, and their faces were like bitter melons.

Roast lamb with human flesh flavor, this taste is really a bit heavy.

"General, someone is in town!"

A henchman walked in from the main street and whispered in Ran Wen's ear.

"Can you see who it is?" Ran Wen asked in a low voice.

"Black silk and black armor, with sharp techniques, all of them are good hands, and they are the soldiers and horses of the imperial court." The henchman said.

Ran Wen glanced at the roast sheep beside the bonfire regretfully, "This meat hasn't been eaten yet, it's a little early." ”

Then he got up and looked around at the soldiers, and shouted, "Brothers, do some work first, and we will eat later!" ”

……

Guo Xiao took fifty elites under his command and climbed to the top of Yangzhai very smoothly.

After his steps were settled, he looked at the scene above the city, and suddenly felt that his caution was a little too much.

There were defenders at the head of the city, but they were considered to be none.

There were two piles of enemy troops on each side, but they were all drunk.

In the crowd, Guo Xiao even saw a woman.

Such a garrison can be said to be rare in the world.

He cleared all the defenders of the city without any alarm.

But when he quietly went down the city with his soldiers, he was stunned.

Less than a hundred and ten paces from the city gate, a group of enemy troops lined up the long street.

"It turned out to be loose on the outside and tight on the inside, but Kong Ling was a good strategy."

Guo Xiao instantly understood Kong Ling's plan, which was deliberately creating the illusion of a feast, but ambushed heavy troops in the city.

He shook the blood beads on the horizontal knife and shouted in a deep voice, "Go and open the city gate, the others, follow the thief!" ”

The fifty soldiers were divided into two groups in an instant.

Some of them followed closely behind Guo Xiao, while others killed at the city gates.

When the twenty or thirty convict soldiers walked towards him, Ran Wen suddenly had the illusion of facing thousands of troops.

"This is the real elite!" Ran Wen muttered in a low voice, clenched his fists and shouted, "This general, you are busy with you." ”

Guo Xiao frowned suddenly, "What do you mean?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sick. I am the eldest princess, and I am ordered to welcome the king into the city here, please open the city gate, and the general will clean up those small debris for the general! Ran Wen shouted.

Immediately, he raised his fist high and shouted, "All the armies have it, follow me - kill!" ”

Guo Xiao still watched vigilantly, and it was not until Ran Wen led the army back to kill the defenders in the city that he relaxed his guard.

He shouted, "Open the gates of the city quickly, and welcome the army into the city!" ”

When the torches at the gate of the city danced like a long dragon, bright sparks lit up outside the city.

The sound of rumbling horses' hooves pierced the silent night.

However, it did not disturb Yang Zhai, who was celebrating.

Those soldiers who were drunk and dreamed of death died in their dreams, and they walked very happily.

Although there were sporadic parts that reacted, they were like grit in the rolling torrent of the convict army.

It's unstoppable!

Death is also quite fast.

Liu Wei hit the horse into Yang Zhai, and the left and right open flames were fighting, and the momentum was majestic.

"Your Majesty, the eldest princess of Yang Zhai sent her subordinates to respond, Kong Ling and the gentry in the city are in the eldest princess's mansion!" Yinglin rode up and said.

"Bring it here." Liu Wei said in a deep voice.