At this time, more Tang troops rushed up, pressing the Youjun army to retreat continuously.

In the crowd, Guo Ping, the commander of the Third Division, stretched out his arm and wanted to help Zhu Heng up, and said in his mouth, "Uncle Zhu, if you are tired, you can go down and rest!"

"Fuck off, I'll be tired?" Zhu Heng raised his hand and waved Guo Ping's outstretched hand, stood up against the wall, and squinted his eyes and said, "This city wall was knocked down by Lao Tzu, don't come here to rob the fuck!"

"How dare the juniors!" Guo Ping grinned and said, "Besides, the juniors are not uncommon with this city wall, and the juniors want to lead people to rush to the Gujun Mansion!"

When Zhu Heng heard this, his face was stunned, and he jumped to his feet and scolded, "You guys pick up cheap? If you don't fight here, which of you will come up?"

As he spoke, Zhu Heng shouted at the soldiers who were still fighting, "Sons, go to Shanggu County Mansion with Lao Tzu!" It's full of good things, go grab it with Lao Tzu!"

After yelling, he ran directly to his son, who was stabbing people, and went up to kick him, scolding, "Stuffed chicken feathers in your ears? Lao Tzu said to let you go and grab things with Lao Tzu!"

Zhu Liang was kicked by his own Lao Tzu, and said, "Dad, didn't the acting prince and the military marshal say to let them rob?"

Hearing his son reply, he stepped forward and slapped Zhu Liang's helmet and scolded: "When Pusaka was broken back then, Emperor Yong didn't say to let him rob it, you didn't snatch your mother home, otherwise where did you come from?"

The battle situation has been decided, and now the Tang army rushing up along the gap in the city wall has at least nearly 40,000 people. The city was filled with the sounds of fighting, shaking, fire, screams, and smoke.

Meng Song tightened the rope on his armor and said under the banner of the Eighth Army, "Everyone, follow this commander into the city!"

"Marshal!"

The surrounding people immediately knelt down and said in unison: "The commander is the whole army, and the battle ahead is still on, so don't act rashly!"

He is the commander of the army, the lord of the army, and no one dares to let him go to the city while the city is still fighting.

Meng Song smiled slightly and said, "The Mandate of Heaven is in the Tang Dynasty, and the Mandate of Heaven is in our army, what are you afraid of?"

As he spoke, Meng Song said loudly, "Soldiers, open the way ahead!"

"Whoa!"

Meng Song's guards couldn't hold back for a long time, and after hearing the order, they rushed forward to open the way.

Meng Song stepped on the masonry of the slope and slowly climbed the flesh-and-blood city wall.

"The commander of the army personally went to the head of the city to supervise the battle, and all the troops must destroy the withering and decaying, and take the lead bravely!"

The heavens and the earth were full of the shouts of the guards, as well as the responses of the soldiers of the Tang Army.

Meng Song slowly walked forward, stopping in front of a broken battle flag of the Youguo Kingdom.

With a sound of "Huh", he pulled out the ring head knife on his waist, swept the knife and swept it, and the battle flag of the Youguo Kingdom fell in response to the sound, and flew down the city helplessly.

Meng Song pointed to this place and shouted loudly: "Plant the banner of the Tang Dynasty here!"

The banner of the Tang Dynasty fluttered high at the head of Fuyang City. The golden dragon on the banner is hideous and vivid, looking at the west.

As the Tang army invaded Fuyang, the resistance of the Youjun army became weaker and weaker. In this era, once the city is broken, the defenders will lose the confidence to hold on and quickly collapse. The Tang army that entered the city advanced along the main street of Fuyang as a unit, and Fuyang became a city of blood.

The fire raged in the city, whether it was the government yamen or the low thatched houses, they all wailed in the fire. Under the overturn, there were no eggs, and the entire frustrated yang became the spoils of the Tang army.

Meng Song was tightly surrounded by a group of guards in the middle, and rode along the widest main street in Fuyang, towards the Shanggu County Mansion.

The inner city of Fuyang is still holding on, Han Xuan is from a family of military generals, and there are naturally some die-hard elites around him.

"Where's the ballista! Push the ballista! This battle is a fucking joke for you guys! A few ballistas blasted holes in the wall, and they fucking rushed inside, and you don't want the gold and silver in there, girls?"

As soon as Meng Song rode his horse to the inner city gate of Fuyang, he heard Zhu Heng's loud voice coming from in front of him, and after Zhu Heng, Han Yan and Guo Ping looked at it with a look of anger but helplessness.

"The last general has seen the commander!"

As soon as Meng Song arrived, Han Yan and Guo Ping bowed to him.

Meng Song smiled at Han Yan and the others and asked, "What's going on?"

Guo Ping said with some grievances: "Uncle Zhu robbed the last general's errand. Attacking the inner city of Fuyang should have been a minister's business, but ......."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Song was already laughing, it must be Zhu Heng, an old killer, as soon as he saw that someone had bigger oil and water than him, he immediately shamelessly used his identity to suppress people, and wanted to snatch love with a knife. There are many such things in the army, and in the early years, because of the problem of war trophies, all departments used knives.

Before Meng Song could speak, he saw the honor guard of the acting king Wang Bo coming towards this side.

The news of the breach of the west city wall quickly spread to the other three city walls, and the soldiers of the Youjun army on the city wall were still struggling to resist the attack of the Tang army, but they did not expect the west city wall to be lost so quickly.

The Sixth, Tenth, and Eighteenth Armies were suddenly unobstructed, and they captured the other three walls, opened the gates, and entered the city.

When Wang Bo came to the side of the Eighth Army with his own soldiers, it was Guo Ping who complained.

"Hey, your kid is still running away from the prince's complaint?" Zhu Heng ran from the front, saw Wang Bo who was confused, bowed down and saluted: "The last general will see the prince, the last general is not to rob others of the credit, but this kind of thing, they young people have no experience. At the end of the year, the general followed Emperor Yong of the first dynasty to break through Pusaka, and the first to enter the city was the last general......

At this time, Wang Bo already knew what the situation was, if it was in the past, he smiled slightly when he heard this.

But now, not only did he not smile, but his eyes were serious, looking at Zhu Heng's gaze, there was a little palpitational coldness.

Wang Bo said solemnly: "Master Zhu, you want to break the city, Gu and Meng Junshuai have given it to you!" The military order of the commander of Gu and Meng is that after you and Han Yan and the others break through the city wall, they will lead troops into the city, but have you ever said that you will bring people to attack the inner city of Fuyang without permission? The matter of the inner city of Fuyang, the commander of Lone and Meng has been handed over to others to attack, why do you want to take the lead? What is the military order that Marshal Gu and Meng gave you?"

This was said very seriously, Zhu Heng was a little stunned for a while, and muttered, "Minister......

Wang Bo shouted: "You are a veteran general in the army, and you have been tolerant and extraordinarily generous. Since the conquest of Youzhou, several great achievements have been given to you, and now you are not satisfied, and you still want to fight for the inner city of Fuyang after breaking the city?"

With a hula, Zhu Heng leaned down, saying that he didn't dare, and asked for guilt again and again.

The city is in flames, and it is in the midst of a fierce battle. It's not that Wang Bo wants to attack these people at the moment, but that some people have gone a little too far because they want to fight for their merits.

For generals, they can be greedy for merit, they can grab merit, but they can't be out of line! Under the successive victories, these old killers must be beaten.

These people are really not worrying, and they can open a dyeing workshop with a little color! A little indulgence reveals the robber nature that the king of heaven is not afraid of.