Even if the soldiers on the bank of the river deliberately cheered up, they also showed traces of laziness, the knife was crooked, the red tassels on the pocket were wrapped in a ball, and the head of the spear was covered with dust, and one of the soldiers had grass clippings on his pocket and armor, which showed that before Tang Baichuan came, he had been lying down and resting.

Tang Baichuan's face turned pale, he reached out and took a large leaf from the soldier's body, threw it on Wu Tianyou's face, and his eyes closed suddenly: "You are the commander of the forbidden army, and this is how you lead the troops?" If your subordinates are so lazy, how should they talk about the law?"

Wu Tianyou's eyes were swept by the leaf thorns, and he couldn't help but burst into tears, he didn't dare to raise his head, and lowered his head and said, "Thirty should be punished with a cane."

Tang Baichuan said sharply: "Despise the forbidden covenant, behead!"

The soldier's legs, which were already frightened, were weak, and when he heard the word "chop", his soul flew away, and he knelt down on the spot, admitting his mistake loudly, and begging Tang Baichuan to spare his life.

His voice was poignant, but Tang Baichuan was unmoved—the soldier was crashing into the evil fire in his heart.

Wu Tianyou knew that Tang Baichuan had a ruthless temperament, and he held the edict in his hand, so he couldn't argue, so he had to let the soldier be dragged down and killed on the bank of the river.

The bloody air was permeated in the wind that had just warmed up, and the soldiers who were still loose just now all tensed their skins, silent, and did not squint, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Tang Baichuan asked people to put down the board house and replace the sentry, the sentry jumped out of the nest car, and before he could stand firmly, he asked, "Is there any movement on the city tower?"

The sentry shook his head, "No difference."

Tang Baichuan was full of disappointment.

He killed a man here, got angry, and rode back to the east gate.

More than halfway through the hour, the jade rabbit falls westward, the sky is blue, the spring grass is new, hazy and lovely, but unfortunately no one appreciates the scenery.

Tang Baichuan fell asleep, and after sleeping for less than two hours, he turned over and sat up, with his feet in his shoes, his elbows on his thighs, his palms rubbing back and forth on his face, and his eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose squeezing and kneading under his palms, which was very hideous.

There was a big mountain in his heart, which was so heavy that it was unspeakable - the new emperor secretly urged, in fact, he put all the burden on his shoulders, and he gave an order, winning will last forever, and losing will leave a stench for ten thousand years.

The daylight outside gradually brightened, piercing into the house, making his eyes blacken, and Sun Tzuming, the vanguard officer of the Fuzhou military capital, reported outside the tent: "Dadu Tong, there is a change of commander on the city tower!"

Tang Baichuan got up suddenly, walked out, turned back again, dressed neatly, went out again, and asked the sentry, but he couldn't ask Mingtang.

He turned his head and instructed Sun Ziming: "You go and see what kind of person you are, and then report to me!" and take the curtain up, and stay only ten."

He wanted to go up to the castle tower himself, but he was worried about being injured by the dark arrow, so he had to retreat to the next best.

Sun Ziming nodded, holding a wooden curtain slightly higher than him in front of him, entered the board house, stayed for ten counts, and when he came down again, he opened his mouth and said, "Cheng Taishan changed on the city tower!"

"Cheng Taishan?" Tang Baichuan let out an "oh" sound, remembering that in the nineteenth year of Yuanzhang, the state official was summoned to Beijing, and he took Sun Ziming to go with him, and he had a drink with Cheng Taishan - he remembered that although Cheng Taishan was a civil official, he was like a brute bull, fighting alone and drinking a table of generals.

It was not strange that he went up to the castle tower.

However, Sun Ziming said: "Cheng Taishan is no longer what he used to be, and he is much thinner."

"Thin?" Tang Baichuan chewed on these two words, "So coincidental?"

The loss of weight is not necessarily due to the lack of food and grass.

Or, the so-called lack of food and grass is simply Mo Lingfeng's plan.

Why did Mo Leaf use such a clumsy scheme?

Is it that Mo Jiajun can't hold it back?

Or maybe he knew it was a ploy, and she knew he knew, but she gambled that he was more anxious, and the pressure was like a mountain, and he had to borrow her clumsy plan to give a reason for the siege.

Or maybe it's just a pastime in her boredom.

He thought about it again and again, looked back at Sun Ziming, and then looked at the countless ordinary faces behind him - he would plan to attack the city, and give an explanation to the new emperor's urging, the first battle would definitely fail, and some of these faces would become white bones here.

But when the court and the battlefield are intertwined, sacrifice is inevitable.

But after this defeat, how to turn the situation around?

He stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the city tower, and went through all the details of the Mo Jiajun, Jeju, and Kuanju in his mind again, looking for what was available.

Standing like this for half an hour, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he had a strategy to turn things around, turned his stiff neck, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and instructed Sun Ziming: "Gather at noon, don't beat the drum!"

Sun Ziming's spirits perked: "Yes!"

At noon, twenty large and small generals quietly gathered in the middle tent, standing upright, Tang Baichuan walked in front of them, stood in front of the desk, and pierced into their flesh like nails: "There are soldiers on the city tower to grab food, what do you think is the timing?"

Wei Wenpeng's eyes lit up: "My subordinates think it's the right time!"

Li Shun shook his head: "The majority of the capital, the Mo family is rebelling, how can they despise grain and grass, they are only afraid of fraud."

Wu Tianyou thought for a while: "The subordinates think that whether there is fraud or not, it is a fierce attack, and there is no need to worry about it, just take this opportunity to attack the city and explore the city."

The rest of the people were full of words, and most of them were eager to attack the city—this endless wait made them unable to hold their breath.

After hearing this, Tang Baichuan patted the case and said: "That is the case, Your Majesty's imperial wine, you have all tasted it, serve the Son of Heaven, right in front of you, leave 5,000 men and horses outside the city gates, round up the breakouts, and the rest of the people gather here, gather tomorrow when it is ugly, and attack the city more than half when it is ugly!"

The generals replied in unison, "Yes!"

Tang Baichuan took the order flag from the case: "Fish scale formation, first deviate and then army, Wu Chengmi, attack with all your might!"

"Yes!"

After the general of the fish scale array, the main force is in the center, and the vanguard is a phalanx with thousands of people, no need to defend, and the onslaught is carried out according to the order, so that even if the siege is unfavorable, the main force and the general of the army can be saved.

The generals were ordered to leave the middle tent and quietly returned to the original camp to prepare, until the end of the hour, when they lit their troops and horses, and went to assemble outside the east city gate.

The night is vast, there is no firelight, the footsteps of the army roll to and fro, like thunder from the ground, stop outside the east city gate, outside the soldier's iron armor, cover a striking red embroidered shirt, like a large red cloud, covering the solid ground, the general is in the rear, erect the road red background black character flag, waving in the wind, there are sixteen cowhide drums on both sides, the soldier holds the drum hammer and stands.

Except for the soldiers inside and outside Jeju City, it was already empty, and the sound of messy footsteps in the city was enough to excite the Yongjin army.

The train is pushed under the city gate, the pot is placed, the fat is burned in the inside, the city gate tower is burned, the crashing car, the rushing car, the ladder, and the catapult are lined up in the front, and the bearer stands on the collision car, and when he sees the handsome flag waving in the rear, he immediately waving the big flag.

The drum beats.

"Knock-knock-knock-"

The sound of drums was endless, and the sound was heard for hundreds of miles, intimidating the world, and went straight to the city tower, breaking the month-long silence and launching the first attack.