Han Zeng returned to the city of Qixian County, and the heavy gate slowly closed.

Without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, he immediately climbed back onto the city wall with his sword in his hand.

Then, Han Zeng immediately summoned his generals and lieutenants to the upper city of the north gate.

These dozens of people are also covered in dust, running thousands of miles and experiencing the battle to seize the city, and at first glance, they have not recovered from their fatigue.

However, there was a resolute light in the eyes of these military schools, and there was not the slightest retreat or slackness in sight.

Han Zeng walked back and forth in front of them a few times with satisfaction, smiling and talking to them one by one.

The tense atmosphere before the war gradually eased a little.

Han Zeng stood still in front of everyone, counted the number of people, and made sure that all the people who should have come had come, and then nodded with satisfaction.

In full view of everyone, he drew the sword at his waist and pointed the blade straight at the rebel cavalry who were retreating into the distance.

"You just saw the people under the city?" Han Zeng asked.

"Yui!" All the military academies replied in unison.

"Do you know who this person is?" Han Zeng asked again.

"General Fan Mingyou!" A partiality replied.

"Wrong!" Han Zeng said in a deep voice with anger, "Fan Mingyou's rebellion is no longer a Han general, but a rebel general, how can he still be called General Duliao?" ”

"Ben will receive the edict of the county official with the princes, first return to Chang'an in the south, and then go out of Weibei, that is, to guard the throat of this northern mountain, and protect the safety of Chang'an City and Sanfu!"

"The rebel army in front of us is only more than 20,000 people, but there are 40,000 people behind, and the strength of the army is huge......

"But our department has the right time, place, and people, and I hope that all the soldiers and soldiers will work together, and we must not let a single soldier of the rebels cross this place!"

"This general Han Zeng swears by the ancestors of the Han family, swears to live and die with Qi County, never retreat half an inch, if you violate the oath, you will be punished by heaven, and everyone can be punished!"

As soon as Han Zeng said this, he immediately raised his general high and shouted, "Kill!" Kill! Kill! ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! The lieutenant drew his sword and shouted.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! The soldiers of the city shouted with their blades.

All of a sudden, the horses neighed, and the whole city shook!

……

In the next two days, Pham Minh Huu's troops launched an attack on Qi County without stopping.

For more than 20 hours, the sound of killing on the small mountain plain on the west bank of the muddy water shook the sky, and corpses were everywhere.

The two armies were already tired divisions, and they were already at the end of their crossbows, but at this moment, they both burst out with amazing combat power.

Killed together like a desperate fight.

……

Soon, two days later, the defenders were getting more and more courageous, and the attackers were tired.

……

On the fourth day of December, Han Zeng's unit once again repelled the attack of Pham Minh Huh's department.

These are the six sieges launched by Pham Minh Huu's troops in the past two days.

Looking at the rebels who were flustered like a tide, Han Zeng, who had been sitting under the eaves of the city tower, finally smiled again.

This time, the smile was a little more eager than ever.

And those defenders of the city who had experienced another round of life and death, wiped the blood on their hands and faces, and sighed for the rest of their lives.

The wounded can still wail, and the dead are left to hang.

There were no shouts of victory, only silent wails.

On the battlefield, there are always only victorious generals, no victorious soldiers.

Han De, who was covered in blood, ran all the way to the eaves of the city tower with a knife and bowed in front of Han Zeng.

"General! The enemy retreated! Han De said excitedly.

"Are you hurt?" Han Zeng asked eagerly.

"The last general is not injured!" Han De said proudly.

"What is the decapitation of the department?" Han Zeng asked with a smile.

"In the past two days, Bentun has beheaded seventy-seven levels!" Han De replied loudly again.

"Okay, well, after this battle, you should be promoted to an official doctor!"

In order to open up a source of wealth, Emperor Xiaowu allowed the wealthy families to exchange money and grain for titles, which led to a rapid decline in the quality of the people, and the benefits became less and less.

But for a young man like Han De, who was born in a general, there is still a supreme attraction.

The Han military merit title system is divided into 21 grades, from low to high, which are:

Gongshi, Shangzao, hairpin, not more, doctor, official doctor, public doctor, public ride, five doctors, left long, right long, left, middle, right, less, big, car, big, Guannei, liehou, princes and kings.

Killing two enemies can seal the lowest public soldier, killing five enemies can be sealed, and killing eight enemies can seal hairpins.

Serving in the army is closely related to the title, and you can serve as the commander and the chief when you reach the hairpin, and you can serve as the commander of the tun when you don't change.

Before the battle of the Northern Expedition, although Han De was nominally the commander of Han Zeng's private army, the title was only a top-made, strictly speaking, he could only be a chief.

After thousands of miles back and forth, even sending secret letters and edicts, it can also be regarded as a war exploit, so it is not more important to be promoted to the first level, and it is justified to be the tun chief.

However, after the title is not changed, it can no longer be promoted based on the number of enemies killed, but must be based on the merits of the people and horses of the department as the standard.

From the rank of prince to doctor, every thirty-three people who kill the enemy can be promoted to the first level, and now Han De's department has killed seventy enemies, and he can be promoted to two levels, which is the official doctor.

With the title of official doctor, you can serve as a team leader who is one level higher than the tun commander.

Although the team leader is still a long way from the captain, it is a rare and valuable thing for a young man who is not yet nineteen years old.

Some were born to join the army, while others were destined not to go to the field: I don't know how many soldiers would be frightened by the blood that spurted out after killing the first enemy.

And a person like Han De who kills the enemy without being affected in the slightest is a natural general.

Han Zeng stood up from the couch, walked up to Han De with a smile, looked up and down, and was even more relieved after confirming that his righteous son was really not injured.

A natural general must also be able to survive in order to truly become a general.

"Still be careful, don't be careless, don't be reckless!" Han Zeng reminded.

"Yui!" Han De saluted excitedly again.

"Today, I'm afraid it's the last battle under the city of Qixian, Fan Thief's soldiers have fallen and have been defeated." Han Zeng looked at the battle formation of the rebels in the distance and said.

In the past two days, although the rebels have attacked the city one after another, their momentum has become weaker and weaker.

The first time the city was attacked, it was the closest the rebels came to victory, and the vanguard had already reached the bottom of the city.

However, after that time, the rebels never achieved such a result.

Just like the battle that just ended, the rebels had just landed in the city, and before they could fully establish themselves on the walls, they were completely driven down.

In two days, Han Zeng's department suffered 2,000 casualties, and Fan Minh You's department suffered 5,000 casualties: the rebels did not disperse, and Fan Minh You was already able to manage the army.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

A rebel army, which is already unstable, is more likely to collapse in morale.

If Han Zeng expected to think well, after tonight, Fan Minh You's troops may have to withdraw their troops to the north.

"General, since the Fan Thief Rebels are already at the end of the crossbow, why didn't our army take advantage of the victory to pursue and finish the battle?" Han De asked eagerly.

In this battle, Han Zeng's department had the upper hand, and the morale of the army was far superior to that of Fan Minh's department.

If you take the initiative, you are seventy percent sure that you will win a big victory, and you can directly defeat the Fan Thief rebels on the west bank of the muddy water.

In the eyes of Han De, the remaining more than 10,000 rebels are not rebels at all, but military exploits at their fingertips.

"The edict of the county official made it very clear, just let me wait to hold Qi County......" Han Zeng said calmly.

"The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, the county official is far away in Chang'an, I don't know the situation under the city, if the county official is in this city, he will definitely order me to wait for the night attack." Han De argued.

"However, the county magistrate is not here after all." Han Zeng was unmoved.

"Yes...... However, the generals will not be subject to foreign military orders...... I'll wait ......," Han De had to argue again.

"Jiande!" Han Zeng suddenly raised his voice in a rare way, and directly interrupted Han De's words, "Meng Lang is saying this!" ”

Han De didn't know where he lost his words, but he still kept his mouth shut.

Han Zeng sighed lightly before slowly explaining the reason.

"As long as the general holds Qi County, the Fan Thief rebels will retreat to Anding and Beidi counties to join the Tian thieves."

"There is not enough food and grass in these two counties, and the tens of thousands of rebels who are shaken by the will of the army will soon be dispersed, and we must not rush forward for the sake of greed."

"If we lose this Qi County for the sake of petty achievements, we will not only be sorry for Brother Pao Ze who died in battle, but also have the high hopes of the county officials."

Han Zeng explained very patiently, trying his best to resolve the confusion and incomprehension in Han De's heart.

But he could see from the expression on the latter's face that this young and vigorous Han De could not fully appreciate Han Zeng's good intentions.

In the end, Han De just nodded in understanding.

"Go, go down and rest." Han Zeng said.

"Yui!"

Han Zengmu saw Han De leave, and he also moved some hands and feet, walked out of the city tower, and came to the road of the city wall.

Looking at it, it is all the tragic situation after the war: under the victory, there are also tragic conditions.

The wounded soldiers were still wailing, and the dead were long gone, waiting for the flesh to turn pale.

Han Zeng walked all the way along the road, he did not stand idly by, and would stop from time to time to comfort the wounded with the soldiers and hang the dead.

He hadn't gone far before Han Zeng's body, hands, and face were covered in blood.

He straightened up with a heavy heart, looked at the blood on his hands, and then looked at the bloody remnant sun in the west, both relieved and sad.

Soon, news of the soldiers' deaths will be reported back to their hometowns, and the mournful wails will probably continue for years.

Han Zeng wiped the blood from his hand on the armor, went straight to the nearest battlement to him, and looked north again.

The remnants of the retreating rebels had returned to their makeshift camp, and the sound of drums and horns had subsided.

They are probably not in the mood to recover the corpses of their own people in the city.

Han Zeng was even more firm in his judgment: Fan Thief's rebels will definitely retreat.

After exiting the throat of this Beishan, this Fan thief rebel army will join up with the Tian thief rebel army, and then entrench in the two counties of Anding and Beidi.

Just like what he said to Han De just now, tens of thousands of rebels cannot survive forever.

However, in the past few months, the rebels will still bring military disasters to the people of the two counties-requisitioning food and grass, recruiting soldiers, and wandering in all directions...... It is the people who suffer.

The way to avoid all this is really as Han De said, and he should take the risk of defeating it completely tonight.

However, Han Zeng couldn't afford to take this risk, because not only did he take the risk of losing Qi County, but he also had to take the risk of not obeying the king's life.

At this moment, the Son of Heaven trusted him very much, and promoted him to be a hussar general and in charge of the military affairs of the two states, and it is not an exaggeration to describe him as a swayer.

On his day, Huo Photovoltaic was punished, and Han Zeng was the pillar of the Han army.

But the sooner this wealth and respect came, the more careful Han Zeng had to be, he couldn't leave a little bit of arrogance and disobey the command of the Son of Heaven.

Jun's heart is like the sea, and he can't test his own net worth and life.

With this layer of worry, Han Zeng could only retreat and defend this Qi County in a down-to-earth manner, so that the rebels would be proud for a few more months.

I can only suffer the people one more time.

Han Zeng looked at the sky that was gradually darkening, hoping that the first emperor of the Great Han Dynasty would be able to manifest his spirit in the sky and let these tens of thousands of rebels be defeated faster.

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