retaliate

Chapter 974 A Dog
boom!
The stone smashed a shallow hole on the top of the city, and then rolled over.

In the shallow pit, only the flat armor and a puddle of blood can be seen.

"The enemy is coming."

The defenders, who had been suffering for a long time, gritted their teeth and clenched the swords and guns in their hands, vowing to let the northern border army try their own methods.

Feili looked at the corpses being carried down, and said with a sneer, "Come on! Let's die together!"

"Wan Sheng!"

Cheers suddenly erupted in the Northern Xinjiang army.

"Enemy attack!"

Someone screamed.

But he saw that his colleagues were silent.He looked out carefully, and saw a large banner moving towards the middle army of the northern border army.

"Wan Sheng!"

Tens of thousands of troops are shouting.

Yang Xuan on horseback looked calm and smiling.

He raised his hand, responding to the cheers of his soldiers.

"Wan Sheng!"

His subordinates responded with even more enthusiastic shouts.

King Yong saw all this in his eyes.

Beside him, Qian Xiang said in a low voice: "Some people in Chang'an said that he used brutal methods to suppress the army. Now it seems that it is all bullshit!"

"It's rare that this person is deeply respected and loved by the army!" King Yong's eyes flashed with splendor.

He is willing to be a puppet, as long as Yang Xuan dares to ask for it.

Yang Xuance arrived at the Chinese army, and immediately his banner replaced Nan He's banner and became the focus of attention of the entire army.

Yang Xuan said indifferently: "Yingqi."

Yang Ziqi waved.

Immediately each army responded to the flag.

In the entire camp of the Northern Xinjiang Army, flags were flying.

Yang Xuan put down his hand, as if he had pressed something, and the entire array fell silent.

"Shout out!"

"Is it going to drop or not?"

"Is it going to drop or not?"

"Is it going to drop or not?"

At the head of the city, Fei Le sneered and said, "Yeah!"

Yang Guogong ordered: "Death Battalion!"

"Kingdom!"

Suoyun, the death camp, knelt down.

"Siege!"

"Willing to die for the Duke of the country!"

Suo Yun got up, limped to the front of the death camp, and drew his knife.

Hengdao pointed at the top of the city and roared: "For the Duke!"

The whole death camp was screaming.

"The Duke is mighty!"

"Siege!"

So Yun shouted.

"Attack!"

The death camp is out.

King Yong praised: "Sure enough, you are brave and not afraid of death. Dare to ask Qin Guogong, how many days will it take for such a brave soldier to attack the city?"

He felt that even if it was bragging, it would take three days to say less!

Yang Xuan asked: "Where does Your Majesty want to have lunch?"

Ordinary people do not eat lunch, but eat two meals a day.

But noble people are different, there is no need for food to pour into the throat for every meal, so as to survive the long time between meals.

What does he mean?
Could it be to test the king?
If this king is kinder... no matter right or wrong, at least it is kindness.

King Yong smiled and pointed to the city, "How is the city?"

He was joking, and then he wanted to explain that it would be noon tomorrow, so that left room for Duke Qin.

This is goodwill.

If Qin Guogong wanted a puppet, he would naturally express it.

Yang Xuan nodded.

"arrange!"

……

At the top of the city, Fei Le roared: "It's the Death Battalion, those rebels, archers!"

A wave of arrows rained down, and many death camps fell.

The crossbowmen of the Northern Border Army followed behind and stopped when the distance was determined.

"Watch out for the crossbow!"

Fei Le shouted, squatting down first.

"Fire arrows!"

A bigger rain of arrows appeared.

Covers the current city head.

Amidst the miserable howl, Suo Yun shouted: "Yeah, even birds are bigger than you, hahahaha!"

The battlefield calls for crude jokes.

Best jokes between men and women.

Stimulate hormones to boost morale.

Bang!
The stairs were built on the top of the city, and then the sergeants of the Death Battalion swarmed up.

The two armies began a battle of strangulation.

King Yong watched a death-defying battalion soldier rolling down from the city with an enemy soldier in his arms, and couldn't help praising: "It really is Tiger Ben."

He has been in Chang'an, and this is the first time he has seen a battle formation.

However, there was no sign of fear.

Sure enough, the old man's seed is not bad...Yang Xuan said: "I have more than a hundred thousand tigers in the northern border waiting for death."

I have an army of more than [-], which is stronger than this.

King Yong will definitely convey these words to Chang'an.

——Yang Ni said, he holds an army of more than [-], what Chang'an wants to do, squeak.

Never beep if you can move your hands.

King Yong changed the subject, "The Duke said that the city will be destroyed in two days..."

Yang Xuan shook his head.

"One day?"

"Half a day!"

The battle at the top of the city was fierce, and the morale of the defenders was high at the moment, which was inextricably linked to the death camp.

Fei Le said with relief: "I have lived up to the practice of the old man these days."

The general beside him was shot by an arrow and was ordering the doctor to deal with it. Hearing this, he said, "Xiangwen, will Lin Jun provide reinforcements?"

Fei Le nodded, "He won Taizhou, so naturally he doesn't like his right wing being stared at by the Northern Xinjiang Army, so he must come."

"In this way, we only need to stick to it for a few days, and the overall situation of this battle is settled."

Fei Le nodded, "This is also the reason why the old man prepared fire oil. Once lost, the whole army will retreat into the city, and let the Northern Frontier Army open the city gate and rush in. Just thinking about it, the old man feels that this You are committing crimes. However, this old man is never merciless in killing the people of Tang!"

This is a dead end.

Once successful, the morale of the defenders will be boosted.

"Detailed and stable."

A sergeant went to the top of the city, "The rich merchants in the city said they would come to serve as soldiers."

Phil asked, "Who?"

"Book of Yelu."

"That guy is rich." The general licked his lips, presumably thinking of fine wine.

Phil hesitated.

The general said: "Xiangwen, the morale of the labor force has always been the most encouraging. Besides, what's the matter with eating some wine and meat? Who dares to say that Xiangwen accepts bribes?"

Fei Le smiled, "The old man was just thinking about the bloody battle at the top of the city, but the wine and meat were brought in from below. This is a bit out of place. Forget it, let me say thank you to the old man and let him come."

At this moment, a fierce strangulation broke out at the top of the city, and a group of soldiers from the Death Battalion broke through the interception, and they were about to come down to the city.

"Fire arrows!"

At the critical moment, a wave of arrows from the hundreds of reserve teams under the city lifted the crisis, and then the reserve team took advantage of the opportunity to go to the top of the city.

"Clang clang clang!"

The Northern Xinjiang Army receded like a tide.

Thousands of cavalry guarded behind, ready to intercept the defenders who came out of the city to make a surprise attack.

The death battalion passed the cavalry, the cavalry reined in, and they would hold out until the next wave of attack.

King Yong looked at this scene and praised: "It looks like flowing water, the state's public soldiers are really amazing!"

Yang Xuan smiled, "Your Majesty praised you."

Squeak!

Squeak!

The cart drove slowly through the city.

The sergeant patrolling the street couldn't help salivating when he saw the steaming pancakes and the cooked mutton on the cart.

Hundreds of servants followed, and Yelushu pointed to the sergeants patrolling the streets, "Give those brothers some pancakes and meat."

Two cakes and one piece of meat per person made the soldiers smile.

"Thank you very much!"

The convoy slowly arrived at the foot of the city, Ye Lvshu raised his head and said with a smile, "Xiangwen."

Fei Le walked to the side, looked at the food, and nodded: "Thank you."

"You're welcome what?"

Ye Lushu waved his hand, "Bring up the food!"

He looked at the jars filled with kerosene around him, and said with a smile, "These are all high-quality oil!"

Fei Le at the top of the city said: "It's enough for Yang Gou to drink a pot."

Ye Lvshu looked up at him and said with a smile, "Xiangwen..."

"Ok!"

Ferrer responded.

The bowstring rings!
Behind Yelushu, a man was still shooting arrows.

Fei Le at the head of the city was hit by an arrow and fell headfirst into a jar filled with kerosene.

Ye Lushu shouted: "Do it!"

The men who pretended to be carrying things pulled out their long knives from under the food and rushed towards the city gate.

Because of the means prepared, the gate of the city was not blocked, but at this moment, Ye Lvshu's men were taken advantage of.

The twenty or so sergeants behind the city gate were swept away by a single wave.

"Open the gates!"

Yelushu shouted in the city gate.

The city gate was pulled open forcefully.

"Yelü Shu is a spy!"

At the top of the city, the lieutenant roared: "Take back the city gate!"

Another general shouted: "Arson!"

Fei Le had just been lifted up by his subordinates from the oil tank. At this time, when he lit the fire, who was he going to burn?

Da da da!
Amidst the sound of horseshoes, thousands of cavalry from the Northern Xinjiang Army dispatched.

"Move the jar!"

Ye Lushu shouted.

More than a dozen men rolled the two jars behind the city gate to the other side, so that even arson could not stop the Northern Xinjiang army from attacking the city.

"ignition!"

Fei Le spit out a mouthful of kerosene and shouted.

As for himself, he never thought about it.

If the city is broken, the old man deserves to die!
"Book of Yelu!"

He wiped his face, gritted his teeth and said, "The old man still doesn't believe Yang Gou's saying that rich merchants have no country. Sure enough, sure enough! Old man... where is the kerosene?"

More than a dozen rockets fell, and with a bang, the flames burst into flames.

But what about the fire behind the city gate?
Fei Le was hit by an arrow in the chest, but luckily avoided the critical point.He took a look with his head, and the two jars behind the city gate had already been pushed to the side.

"Book of Yelu!"

Accompanied by this shout full of hatred, the cavalry rushed into the city.

In the middle of the army, Yang Xuan asked, "What would your lord want for lunch?"

King Yong was dumbfounded, "Whatever! By the way, is there an internal response in the city?"

"No!"

"what is that?"

"A dog!"

"A dog?"

King Yong was puzzled.

But seeing Yang Xuan's indifferent expression, he didn't ask any more questions.

Nan He has already entered the city, looking at those flames, he sighed: "This is the will to die."

The old thief said: "Fighting is actually fighting for money and food, but it is more about fighting for spirit. Warriors are not afraid of death, even if the sky falls apart, there is still something to do. Warriors are timid, even if they have an army of millions, they are nothing more than chicken tiles." Just a dog."

In front, a group of defenders stubbornly intercepted the cavalry, and the three cavalry in front were stabbed to death with long spears. Amid the mournful screams of the war horses, the following cavalry also pierced them into skewers with long spears.

"Stamp them to death!"

The general who led the team grinned.

The defenders who had lost their combat effectiveness howled and hugged each other, and were immediately trampled into flesh by the horses.

Nan He said with a calm expression: "The soldiers of the Northern Xinjiang Army have always relied on a wave of anger. In the past, this anger was grief and anger, which was suppressed by Chang'an for many years. But the grief and anger don't last long. Once the battle is defeated, it will disappear in an instant. The end of destruction."

"That's why the Duke changed his course, and the superiors launched an offensive, replacing grief and anger with aggressiveness."

Nan He glanced at the old thief, and the old thief rolled his eyes, "The old man has improved a lot. The Duke said that the old man can be a general."

"West?" Nan He asked.

The west is the country of Loro.

The reason why Zhao Song was dissatisfied with guarding the west for a long time, was not only the desolation there, but also the reason for doing nothing.

The old thief really wanted to fight him, but looking at Nan He's solid body, he decided to forget it.

Pointing to the pile of meat paste in front of him, he asked, "I don't care about the torture?"

Nan He said: "There are many new recruits in that team of cavalry, new recruits, need to see blood."

There was a knock on the door ahead, and someone came to report, "We are besieging the official house."

"Go and see."

Before the words fell, Yelushu came with more than a hundred people.

"I have seen the General!"

Yelushu salutes.

"This old man is not a great general." Nan He said indifferently: "You have contributed a lot to breaking the city this time."

Yelushu was delighted, "May I ask if the master is here?"

Nan He pointed outside, "The Duke is outside."

Ye Lushu laughed and said, "I'm going to say hello to my master now. Hey! This place is poor, I've wronged my master! This old man has prepared a team of singers for my master, just waiting for my master to enter the city."

Nan He nodded.

Watching Ye Lushu go out, the old thief smiled and said, "Aren't you worried that the National Council will be greedy for enjoyment?"

"Do you think the singer he prepared can be as beautiful as the women in the Duke's backyard? Not to mention the women in the backyard, the two women who followed this time can overshadow those women."

Nan He glanced at the old thief, "You have the potential to be a courtier."

"Hehe!" The old thief smiled, "It's you! If you are a loyal minister, you should have stopped Ye Lvshu earlier. Don't forget, when the Duke sees Ye Lvshu now, he will definitely feel disgusted. Disgusting things, Shouldn't the courtier block it?"

Nan He pointed at him, shook his head and said: "The superior likes to figure out other people's thoughts, and even more likes others to figure out his own thoughts. But no matter how much he likes it, he doesn't like others to make decisions for himself. Are you trying to cheat me! Or are you trying to cheat me?" Who?"

The old thief asked: "Nowadays there are rumors of competition for the qualification of chief general in the army, have you never thought about it?"

"What do you want it for?"

"I'm just curious, why don't you seem to have any ambition or vanity at all?"

"Yes! It's just that they were all suppressed by one thing."

"What's the matter?"

Nan He looked at the front, "To be rebellious!"

The old thief muttered, "It sounds like the old man is unfaithful. It's been a long time since the old man visited the nobleman..."

"The Duke has entered the city!"

There was a commotion outside, and then Yang Xuan's guards entered the city first.

"The official house is broken!"

Cheers came from ahead.

"Xiangwen, let's go!"

The strength of Yangcheng's resistance was beyond everyone's expectations.

The injured Fei Le was escorted by a group of people to the north gate.

At the north gate, a troop of cavalry is waiting.

"Open the gate."

At this moment, most of the northern border troops are on the south side of the city, and they have the greatest chance of breaking out from outside the north gate.

Hundreds of defenders were watching Fei Le.

"Xiangwen, we are willing to hold off the enemy for Xiangwen!"

A general knelt down on one knee.

Squeak!

The north gate opened.

Hundreds of Rangers from the Northern Border Army outside the city shouted: "Enemy, be alert!"

The men brought the horses.

"Detailed and stable."

Ferrer got on the horse with difficulty.

Reach out, "Gun!"

Gun in hand.

Fei Le looked outside the north gate and said, "I want to leave, but I'm worried. If I leave, who will tell the people in Beijiang that I, Daliao, still have warriors!"

He turned his horse's head.

The war horse neighed uncomfortably.

Ahead, Yang Xuan's banner could be seen, and those cavalry were gathering.

"Tell the envoy, old man, go!"

Da da da!
The group of cavalry was stunned.

Then, a cavalryman said, "I'll wait!"

"I'm waiting!"

The cavalry rode their horses and began to gallop.

They followed Fei Le and raised their spears.

On the opposite side, Yang Xuan let out a light snort.

King Yong praised: "This is a warrior from Beiliao."

Yang Xuan said: "Archer!"

"Fire arrows!"

Arrow rain covered the past.

The cavalry fell off their horses one after another.

Fei Le was hit by two arrows, and even more were hit by his horse.

But still persisted, staggering.

The old thief drew his knife, ready to finish him off.

Yang Xuan shook his head, "Let him come."

A ride came slowly.

Until in front of Yang Xuan.

The horse swayed.

Fei Le on the horse was covered in blood, and he barely opened his eyes.

I saw Yang Xuan.

Then, try to move the spear forward...

The war horse neighed and knelt down slowly.

Fei Le on the horse stood on the ground with a long spear and stood still.

Turn around and kneel down.

Lips wriggling.

"Chen, live up to Your Majesty, live up to Daliao!"

(End of this chapter)