"I know that those sons have some gaps with you, although you have a reputation, but compared to them, it is not worth mentioning, if you want to protect yourself, some identities are very important."

"Maybe that identity is useless for a civilian, but it depends on whether that person's status changes now and in the future, and at that time, it is not a joke to say that identity."

Su Qi'an immediately understood, nodded solemnly, and said sincerely at Fan Wenzhong, "Thank you for Fan Lao's teachings, the younger generation has been taught." ”

Fan Wenzhong's words to Su Qi'an, with a strong sense of pointing, Su Qi'an is not stupid, so he naturally understands.

Su Qi'an didn't care about the status of the royal relative after King Yongchuan, he was just a poor talent at that time.

This kind of identity can't bring him any benefits at all, but now it's different, he has a reputation for fame, and he is good friends with Fang Jingzhi and Xie Cang.

Coupled with his participation in the war in Ningzhou, this kind of thing has elevated Su Qi'an's status.

Even if he encounters the provocation of Zhao Ang, the son of a big family like Zhao Ang in the future, Su Qi'an can at least deter him with this identity.

In the final analysis, it depends on the status of the people, once he has the status, plus this background name, ordinary people want to move him, and they really weigh it.

Fan Wenzhong's reminder opened Su Qi'an's mind, and he naturally expressed his gratitude to Fan Wenzhong.

Fan Wenzhong still had his back to Su Qi'an, looked at the siege troops below, and shook his head.

"Harm, it's just a trivial matter, the old man just doesn't want to see a talented man buried, if it's possible, the old man still wants you to join the army and serve the court."

Su Qi'an clenched his fists and was about to say something, when suddenly, a subordinate hurriedly ran over.

With a happy look on his face, the military newspaper in his hand shook, and shouted, "Boss, good news, just now, the Split Mountain Army led by Xie Houye seized the gap in the Rongguo army and took the opportunity to counterattack, not only repelling the enemy soldiers, but also killing a thousand enemy soldiers. ”

Fan Wenzhong hurriedly turned his head and snatched the military newspaper from his subordinates, his sharp eyes sweeping.

There was a deep disbelief on his face, but the news in the military newspaper could not be fake.

Fan Wenzhong hurriedly asked his subordinates a few questions, and after confirming that it was correct, Fan Wenzhong looked up to the sky and laughed.

The slightly stressful atmosphere was immediately dispersed by hearty laughter.

Fan Wenzhong touched his beard and said, "Haha, this Xie doll always likes to surprise the old man, not bad, not insulting the name of the ancestor Xie Yu." ”

"The commander will personally ask for merit for him, pass the order, and the whole army will immediately launch a counterattack to repel the enemy."

Su Qi'an also took the military report that came, and listened to Fan Wenzhong's arrangement.

I have to say that Xie Cang fought a good battle, not only successfully defending Xicheng District, but also being able to catch the fighter plane, directly counterattack, and catch the opponent off guard.

A total of 3,000 enemy soldiers were killed, and the Daei army besieging Xicheng District was routed in one fell swoop.

With Xie Cang's example, it has greatly improved the morale of Zhenjuncheng, which is also the reason why Fan Wenzhong decided to launch a counterattack.

Fan Wenzhong's orders were given quickly, but Da Rong retreated faster.

The siege of Xicheng District was defeated, and Cook Shu was naturally not stupid enough to continue the attack, and it was right to retreat in time.

After all, this battle has just begun, and the main direction of attack is not Zhenjuncheng, and a temporary withdrawal of troops is the best policy.

Not long after the enemy troops in Zhenjuncheng retreated, the enemy troops in the other nine cities also did not attack, but only besieged them, giving Ningzhou a little respite.

The temporary retreat of the Darong army made Zhao Ang and Zhou Yan a lot easier.

Although they were attacked by the least number of troops in the Four Cities, the pressure was not small.

During the siege of the city in one day, there were several times when they almost approached the wall, but fortunately, the defenders of the city resisted stubbornly, and if they were really broken through, Zhao Ang might run away.

Looking at the smell of blood emanating from the rows of dead soldiers who were carried down after the war, Zhao Ang couldn't help but vomit.

At this time, he was a little envious of Liu Zhen and Chen, who handed over the army and left calmly.

After all, the two of them made a military achievement, although it was not big, but at least they had an explanation when they went back.

And he, the grandson of the dignified Zhao Guogong, finally came to the border of Ningzhou, but he didn't get a single military feat, so he went back? Shall not be scolded to death.

Moreover, behind his back, Zheng Liang has not left, if he leaves, when Zheng Liang returns to Kyoto, he is afraid that his life will not be easy.

Don't talk about the departed sons, especially Xie Cang's new contributions, which made Zhao Ang not only envious, but also jealous.

After a declining famous family, he can continue to make meritorious contributions again and again, which makes Zhao Ang, who is a famous family, extremely unhappy.

No matter what, even if he gritted his teeth, Zhao Ang had to stay up, and he would make a military merit no matter what he said.

Zhao Ang secretly made up his mind, retracted his gaze, and walked towards the resting place.

Da Rong temporarily withdrew his troops, just to let everyone get a little respite, but the town guard of the four cities still has to continue.

If the heads of the four cities were summoned together like this, Fan Wenzhong would not be able to do such a stupid thing.

Night soon came, and in addition to the necessary guards, some of the people began to take turns resting.

But Fan Wenzhong, who was the commander-in-chief, couldn't sleep, and on this day's battle situation, not to mention other military cities, the casualties in the town military city reached 1,000, while the other party was 5,000.

The battle loss ratio was 1 to 5, this time it was a big cool and small victory, but Fan Wenzhong's happiness did not last long.

Under such a tight defense, and the city wall is high and deep, the casualties of the Daliang soldiers are still so large.

If this is placed on the plains of Yima Pingchuan, the consequences will be unimaginable, and from these aspects, how big is the gap between the combat effectiveness of Da Liang and Da Rong.

From a hundred years ago, it was almost one to one, to two to one, three to one, and finally five to one.

This kind of gap makes people feel helpless.

Of course, if this kind of impact on morale, Fan Wenzhong would never say it.

The reason why Xie Cang was mobilized and recruited was to improve the morale of the army.

Although he couldn't change the above decision, Fan Wenzhong still had to do his best to make some changes.

The night in Ningzhou was dark, but more of it was cool with the smell of blood.

After a day of fighting, Su Qi'an looked at the soldiers who were enough to rub the county bandits on the ground, and they died on the battlefield like this.

That kind of desolation is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Perhaps for them, it is their glory to die on the battlefield.

Su Qi'an stood on the lookout, looking at the bonfire rising in the distance where the Darong army was encamped, his eyes flashed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Even if a subordinate asked Su Qi'an to go down to rest, Su Qi'an was indifferent.

The long night passed quickly, and at dawn an equally long trumpet sounded.

The military horn that sounded this time was not from the town army city, but from the other party's Daei army.

Before he got close, a terrifying aura of slaughter came to his face.

"Chuan Ben Shuai ordered, the whole army defended, swore to defend the town and military city, and swore to defend Ningzhou!"

"Swear to defend the town and military city, and swear to defend Ningzhou!"

The strong voice, like a hurricane, gathered in the sky, the two collided, and the cold wind in the air roared even more sharply.

On the second day, the momentum of the attack of the Daei army was even more ferocious, and the way of attack was also becoming more and more powerful, which was completely different from yesterday's feint.

The army of Daei was only two miles away from the town of Juncheng, and the head of the city was full of arrows and feathers.

The Daei cavalry was like an arrow from the string, with an astonishing momentum, and swooped straight forward.

The big battle between the two sides began suddenly.

The sky was full of arrow feathers mixed with the neighing of military horses, the sound of armor and halberds colliding, and one soldier after another was shot, fell down and fell off his horse in response, and was trampled by the rear cavalry, trampled into flesh.

Under the frantic attack of the Daei army, in less than a quarter of an hour, some soldiers approached the castle tower and began to build ladders to launch a strong attack.

Looking at this posture, where is the so-called siege, it is more like a strong attack, Su Qi'an's eyes swept over the city tower.

The number of troops attacking Beicheng this time was twice as large as yesterday, at least 20,000.

This is not to say that the strength of the Daei army has increased, but that they have gone crazy for some reason, and they have directly changed from yesterday's siege to gathering most of their forces and attacking Beicheng City head-on.

On the other hand, in the other three districts, each city has only about 5,000 troops, don't look at the small 5,000, but they are all serious heavy infantry.

Moreover, carrying the giant tree to conquer and the shield hand to cooperate, with these 5,000 troops, the defense troops of the three cities were forcibly dragged.

As a result, they were unable to help and support Beicheng District.

Not only did Zhenjuncheng suffer such a powerful attack, but several other defensive cities similar to Zhenjuncheng were also taken care of.

Overnight, the offensive direction of the Daei army changed from attacking weak defenses to hard defenses.

This style of play made Fan Wenzhong frown.

He has been fighting for more than 40 years, and he has never seen such a way of fighting regardless of casualties.

Hard bar defense of the city? No matter how many troops the other party has, as long as Fan Wenzhong can't hold on and hold on to it, wait until the other offensive military cities are freed up, it will be the day when the Darong army will be destroyed.

You don't even have to wait until then, just relying on the defense of the city like Zhenjun City, which is an impregnable wall, you can drag the other party to death.

Isn't this a door-to-door search for death?

It's not been a day or two to deal with the Darong army, and this kind of death-seeking method is incomprehensible to Fan Wenzhong.

Don't talk about him, even Su Qi'an frowned, this kind of fighting, what does the Darong army want to do?

Su Qi'an can't even see his movements clearly at the moment, this is too weird.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw a lot of confusion in each other's eyes.

Although I don't understand, the battle still has to be fought, and the only thing Fan Wenzhong can do is to actively defend and never let Beicheng District have a loophole to exploit.

As long as he can consume it, when the opponent's casualties are too large, it is the time for him to take the initiative to attack.

He is known as a master of defense, but seizing the opportunity to switch from defense to offense is also an opportunity for Pham Van Chung.

The battle in Beicheng District was fierce, beyond imagination, and extremely tragic.