Half a month later......

"Huh......" Zhao Ming slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand and clenched his fist, there was no longer the previous feeling of weakness, Zhao Ming's face suddenly showed a happy smile. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, it's finally recovered, I didn't expect this mental method to really have a miraculous effect as described above, but the process is too painful, otherwise it would be perfect......" Thinking of the experience in the past half a month, Zhao Ming's heart couldn't help twitching, he really didn't want to go through this experience a second time, it was just masochism, he was not a masochist, half a month made him crazy, but fortunately, the effect was wonderful, and the injury that took several years to recover would be recovered in half a month, if he really let him spend a year and a half in such an experience, he wouldn't have to heal anymore, he would just find a wall and hit his head to death......

"I don't know what the situation is outside, the crisis of starvation should have been over for the time being, but half a month has passed, and the Dajin army over there should also react, it's time to go out and have a look after half a month......" Zhao Ming remembered that Xiangyang was besieged by Dajin at this moment, and his face suddenly became a little gloomy, he was not disturbed, at least it means that Xiangyang has not been broken, but the war must have been ignited again, although this is Nancheng District, which is far away from the battlefield, from the rich changes in the bloody aura that permeates the heavens and the earth, Zhao Ming knows that this war has begun for a few days, but a few days ago he was still healing, and he had no time to take care of everything outside, and now he wakes up and naturally goes out to see how far the situation has become......

Zhao Ming didn't hesitate any longer, got up and picked up a piece of clothing next to him and put it on, his monk's robe had been torn to pieces during the battle of the jungle half a month ago, and the clothes he was holding at this moment were a coat from Dongfang Ao Shun before, Zhao Ming didn't care how much he wore directly on his body at the moment, pushed open the door and walked out......

"Squeak~~"

The sound of the door opening immediately alarmed the guards standing outside the door, and several guards turned their eyes to the gate......

Soon the door was completely opened, and a figure stepped out of it.

When they saw this figure, the guards who came later were still a little stunned, but the guards who led Zhao Ming to come at the beginning had immediately stood up straight at this moment, and even said respectfully: "Congratulations to Lord Enshrined for leaving the customs......"

The guard's words woke up the others at once, and it was only when they realized that this should be the enshrined lord who was in retreat again, and even the marshal came to visit the big man in person, and suddenly they all said respectfully: "Congratulations to your lordship......

Zhao Ming glanced at the guard, then at the other guards he hadn't seen before, nodded and said, "I don't know which donor can take the little monk to meet your marshal......"

Without waiting for Zhao Ming's words to finish, the guard who was the first to stand up immediately said: "The little one will lead the adult to the front of my marshal......

Zhao Ming smiled slightly, didn't say anything more, and followed the guard towards the northern city......

The other guards were still in a daze, and only when the figures of the two gradually walked away did one of them react, and exclaimed, "By the way, didn't the marshal let us notify him after waiting for the Lord to leave the customs?"

His words immediately reminded the others of this stubble, but looking at the worship lord who had already left, everyone gathered one by one, and they didn't know what to do, now go, but when they poured the worship lord, they probably already sat there drinking tea with their marshal......

Zhao Ming didn't know that the group of guards behind him were struggling with this matter, and his attention at this time was focused on what had happened in the past half a month......

"How is the battle situation of the city defense now?Presumably, Dajin's side has also begun to attack the city......." Zhao Ming's voice came out, and the tone of the guard who was leading the way in front suddenly became heavy......

"The big golden dog thief got a lot of trebuchets from nowhere, and now as soon as someone stands on the city wall, there are stones thrown at him, and many people are killed and injured on our side......"

The guard's words made Zhao Ming's face suddenly become gloomy.

"What did you marshal do? Could it be that you gave up the city wall?" Zhao Ming didn't believe his words, if he gave up the city wall, then this Xiangyang City would have been broken a long time ago, trebuchets were like modern tanks in this era, they were really large siege weapons, and they were more cumbersome to make, so there were not many, but Dajin actually got so many trebuchets, obviously they came specifically for Xiangyang City.......

In fact, if this kind of weapon is placed on the defense of the city, it can play its role better, but the army retreats to Xiangyang more urgently, and it has been defeated and retreated before, and the entire army has also abandoned those large things that cannot be carried before retreating here, so naturally there is no such large-scale siege weapon......

"I can only squat there, leaning against the outer wall, and wait for the stone rain to pass, and then get up and push down the prepared oil rolling stones in advance and smash back those big golden dogs who climb the ladder up the wall......"

Hearing the description of this guard, Zhao Ming can imagine the difficulty, large siege weapons have always been a headache on the battlefield, especially this kind of weapon that is placed in the rear of the enemy, you have no way at all, but the other party's damage to you is real, you can only hide, if there is also a trebuchet this kind of weapon, it would be fine, but now the Great Song Dynasty only relies on some primitive methods to guard this Xiangyang City, and it is simply to fill it with human lives......

Just while the two were talking, they had already arrived at the north city wall, at this time, Dongfang Ao would not leave here, the battle situation on the battlefield was the most important, even if the intelligence could avoid many things, at this time, it was not as good as the telephone and telegram in later generations, and the general could only put himself at the forefront to get first-hand information at the outbreak of war......

Zhao Ming stood under the city wall, raised his head and glanced at the figure standing on the city wall, was silent for a while, stopped the guards next to him from continuing to lead the way, and directly raised his feet and went up to the city tower......

Zhao Ming didn't lower his pace, so when Zhao Ming was halfway there, Dongfang Ao, who was standing on the city wall, heard the movement and turned around to look at the city......

When he saw who the person who came up, Dongfang Ao's eyes obviously flashed with a hint of essence, and his face also showed a long-lost smile......