This letter is very close to the soldiers.

First, the prince respects them from the bottom of his bones and treats them as brothers. Those who are confidants die and die without regrets.

The second is to know that it is meaningful for me to fight hard here. Die well deserved.

Three, it is the reward promised by the prince, which is too powerful. They were originally promoted by Boss Zhu by two levels, and now the prince has promoted them by three levels, and the worst can get a test hundred households, most of them are hundreds, and the serious eight hundred are considered middle-level officers.

And the tenfold reward, the promise of the dead and wounded, all convinced the soldiers that their sacrifice was worthwhile. Though he is still glorious in death.

In short, after listening, they felt great comfort and had the courage to continue to persevere.

Hu Quan carried the letter with him, and when he saw that the soldiers were in a wrong mood, he took it out and read it to everyone. The soldiers never got tired of listening to it, and the effect was very good every time, and this time was no exception......

He carefully folded the letter again, stuffed it back into the envelope, put it into the pages of his boots, inserted it back into his boots, then straightened up and shouted impassionedly to the soldiers:

"Ladies and gentlemen, since the beginning of the war, we have been faced with ten times the number of enemy soldiers, and we have endured a great deal of hardship and danger. But we have been holding out for 70 days, and we have created miracles that will surely go down in history! Now - our perseverance has reached the final stage, for the sake of the mountain, how can we bear to fall short? So brothers, cheer up, grit your teeth, fight this battle, victory will definitely belong to us, and glory will definitely belong to us! ”

"Okay, stick to the ......" The soldiers were finally mobilized again, and they responded in unison.

~~

The shout drifted across the city and spread to the opposite hillside, leaving the sword man speechless.

"Are these Ming soldiers still human?" He leaned back on the chair and moaned weakly: "It's already like this, how can you still have the spirit?" ”

"Crazy, a group of crazy people......" Peng Mailang also seemed to have seen a ghost, in his opinion, the will shown by the other party no longer belongs to the category of human beings.

"We also have to show our spirits, and we can't let them look down on us!" The knife man gritted his teeth.

"But the marshal, he can't command it at all...... Jin Mailang said dejectedly. To this day, he and Peng Mailang are the only two generals who still stay by Dao Lang's side. The rest were killed, wounded, or fled, but in any case they were gone.

It's a good thing now, even the most trusted troops don't listen to the call.

Dao Lang looked at the lifeless barracks, and completely fell into completely unrealistic paranoia: "The command is not moving? What does the Warlord do for food? Then let them go! ”

"I'm talking about the Warlords......" Jin Mailang laughed miserably, "They said that if they dare to let them attack the city, they will rebel like other troops." ”

"......" Dao Lang heard this, and the whole person was stupid. Sitting on the chair, he looked directly at the unreachable fixed-border city wall, and muttered, "Is it really impossible to attack?" ”

"I really can't attack it, don't be strong, marshal." Although Peng Mailang stayed by his side, he was determined not to listen to him to attack the city again. "Otherwise, we'll have to go......"

"Alas......" Dao Lang closed his eyes in despair, waved his hand weakly, and said, "Let's go, let's go." When someone asked, he said it was my command. ”

"......" Peng Mailang and Jin Mailang glanced at each other, and said in their hearts that if they don't leave, what are they doing staying? Marshal Zuo is no longer normal, maybe he will change his mind when he turns his head, and he will let them attack the city again.

They kowtowed to the knife boy together, and then left the camp with their only remaining men. The other Luchuan soldiers in the barracks saw that even the marshal's cronies and sons-in-law had run away with the supervising team, so what else was there to scruple about?

Anyone who could still move followed the bucket and ran away.

Dao Lang never looked back, just looked at the city wall not far away. Just like Chen Youliang more than 20 years ago, although he had thought about it 10,000 times, he still couldn't understand why such a city wall that looked crumbling, but was actually crumbling, couldn't be broken with ten times his troops, even if he shed blood?

Could it be that this is destiny?

In the end, he and Chen Youliang came to the same conclusion. God doesn't want me to win!

They Dai people have an old saying, called 'the people can't fight the official, and the people can't fight the heaven', before he only believed the first half of the sentence, but now he finally believes it all.

Dao Lang was immersed in the spiritual world like a saint, and suddenly heard a rush of footsteps.

When he opened his eyes, it was Peng Mailang and Jin Mailang who had gone and returned.

"You still have a little conscience...... "A smile tugged at the corner of the knifeman's mouth." It seems that Ben Shuai is not too much of a failure. ”

"No, marshal, the king's army has arrived!" The two were not at all what he thought.

"Yes, the army has entered the Nanjian River Valley." Jin Mailang also nodded.

"I see, that's ......," the knife man completely lost his eyes completely. yes, who would be stupid enough to be a deserter at this juncture?

"Shall we go and meet the king?" Peng Mailang urged: "We have done our best, and we are worthy of the king." ”

"Go ahead......" Dao Lang shook his head, his brother's letter had already made it clear. And with his understanding of the king, it is estimated that he will cut off his head as soon as they meet to get lucky.

It's better to be decent for yourself......

~~

After nearly a month's march, Si Lunfa's army finally arrived in the Nanjian River Valley, and Wang Jia was a few miles outside Dingyuan City.

Along the way, they crossed mountains and mountains, traveled thousands of miles, and the whole army was already exhausted. However, the harvest is also very great, where the army passed, the Tusi along the way all fought in two wars, either fleeing from the wind, or descending from the wind, which greatly enhanced the prestige of the Luchuan country.

Although this is exactly what Si Lunfa wants, he also knows very well that everything is empty until he defeats Mu Ying. When the war is unfavorable, the grass will sway again.

Therefore, he has made up his mind to annihilate the 30,000 Ming army and capture Mu Ying alive at any cost!

However, as soon as he reached the ground, he was beaten in the face.

"Our army has been fighting until now, and still has not captured Dingyuan City, Marshal Zuo knows that he has lost his troops, and he has taken all the blame and committed suicide to thank the king!" Peng Mailang and Jin Mailang came to see him with the corpse of Dao Lang.

Si Lunfa looked at these two withered and skinny guys, and he couldn't recognize them as his generals. looked at the knife man who was already lying on the board, he had just committed suicide, but he looked like a dried corpse that had been dried for many years.

Seeing the tragic situation of the eldest brother, the knife boy couldn't help but cry loudly.

Si Lunfa said coldly: "Good death." He dared to come to this king alive, and this king would kill him! ”

(End of chapter)