The king will never go to court

Chapter 32 Siege (for collection and further reading)
The faces of the six princes were extremely heavy. Although they may have their own plans in their hearts, the third prince had an accident under their noses after all, and the emperor will definitely not let them off lightly.

Li Zongdao's face was the palest, and the future pillar of their Li family in the imperial court was still alive and dead.

He wished he could swallow Wang Ensheng alive right now.

"Masters, you are all leading generals, what should you do now?"

Xie Wufeng's bodyguard commander Lu Zhongliang led a group of bodyguards closely beside the six princes.

If Xie Wufeng really died unfortunately in Bohai City, these guards would all be buried for it, at least they could save the lives of his family.

"What else can I do? The only way is to win Bohai City first, if..."

Feng Jingran, Marquis of Luyang, squeezed out a few sad tears, and said in grief and indignation, "At least I can avenge the Third Highness."

"What if His Highness is still in the city? Didn't die?"

Wang Ensheng always remembered Xie Wufeng's instructions, and he should not reveal his identity easily. If everyone threatened to avenge Xie Wufeng, then the people in the city might use Xie Wufeng as a bargaining chip to blackmail Qianguo.

"That's right, since our goal of going south this time is to attack Yan and take Bohai County. That's still the same, what about the Third Highness? He said that he was ill and he was recuperating in the Chinese army camp. Anyway, this is also the case. What did the Third Highness say to us before?"

Feng Jingran wiped away the tears that were finally squeezed out from the corners of his eyes, and ordered without hesitation.

Several other princes did not object, and the heralds around him immediately conveyed the general orders of the princes to the three armies.

On the other hand, Lu Zhongliang and other guards were staring at the tall Bohai City in the distance with bloodshot eyes.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a sound of drums, and the army of Qian State began to move. Tens of thousands of cavalry moved towards Bohai City from the left and right wings, but tens of thousands of Yan State people were driven in front of them. As long as anyone dared to escape, they would shoot and kill them on the spot.

Ragged Yan people rushed towards the moat carrying stones and bamboo baskets filled with stones and soil.

On the other hand, the defenders of Yan State on the top of the city had their bows and crossbows full, but they didn't know what to do.

"Let it go? Or not?"

All the soldiers of Yan State looked at Lu Jiugao and other old generals in the middle.

"what should I do now?"

The garrison general Liu Shuhong asked anxiously as he looked at the people of Yan who kept rushing towards the moat.

"What else can I do? Bohai City can't lose anything."

Although Lu Jiugao couldn't bear it, he still ordered without hesitation.

The Yan army on the top of the city also had grief and anger on their faces, and their arrows and crossbows were shaking in their hands, not knowing where to shoot.

The people in the city continued to wail, and those who resisted were shot and killed on the spot, and the rest could only move forward with heavy steps.

"Arrows! Why are you still hesitating?!"

Liu Shuhong flicked the horsewhip in his hand, slapped the backs of several soldiers defending the city, and asked sharply.

After a burst of arrows rained on the top of the city, there were corpses all over the moat, all the corpses of the people of Yan State, and the arrows on those corpses were all Yan State arrows.

Batch after batch of Yan people fell by the moat. Only a few survived and jumped into the moat, but were carried downstream by the rushing river.

The people of Yan State who kept falling to the ground, the generals of Yan State on the top of the city were sad and indignant, while the few Qian Guoqinghous below the city frowned a little.

"Go and catch some Yan people!"

Feng Jingran was sitting on a fine horse, looking up at the city of Bohai, with a displeased expression on his face.

He turned his head and ordered viciously to the guards behind him, "Go yourself and let them see how powerful my Luyang army is. I want Bohai City to have a radius of hundreds of miles without leaving half a survivor."

A well-built middle-aged general clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, Lord Hou, we will definitely manage it well and never let you down."

The Marquis of Luyang has always had a bad reputation, and no one in the Luyang Prefecture under his jurisdiction dared to oppose his rule. Anyone who violated the will of the Marquis of Luyang would be punished with hard labor for life, and at worst, his entire family would be killed.

Therefore, Luyang Prefecture of the Qian State is also the most hostile place among many state capitals, and the Luyang Army is also brutal by nature.

The middle-aged general swung his whip and left, followed by more than a dozen personal guards of the Marquis of Luyang.

Afterwards, thousands of cavalry from the right army of Qianguo directly bypassed Bohai City and headed south.

"Look! What is the thief doing?"

On the top of the city, a group of cavalry from the Qian State was noticed, and a general from the State of Yan shouted.

"Send an order to all the cities in the south, and all the people can move into the city. Don't give the thieves any chance."

Although Lu Jiugao was old and frail, his eyes were still sharp. As soon as there was a change in the army, he was aware of the intention.

"It's still Old General Lu who thinks thoughtfully, so he can fly the eagle to send the order."

A middle-aged general next to Lu Jiugao slapped the city bricks hard, stared fiercely at the direction of the Qian Guo army formation, and said darkly.

"I really didn't expect that the people of Qianguo really dared to attack Bohai City. I'm afraid Lord Hou didn't expect it either?"

The veteran generals standing in the front row did not respond, but everyone looked at Liu Qian, the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion, who seemed to have nothing to do.

Liu Qian coughed, looking at the arrows constantly shooting at the people of Yan Kingdom, he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.

However, Fang Zhongyuan's intentions were still very clear. A general sent by Kaijing naturally couldn't hide the small calculations in his heart from him.

"General Fang is responsible for food and fodder, so don't take risks lightly. The Marquis has his own arrangements for the defense of the north of the city, and General Lu and several other generals are also here, so they can naturally deal with the army."

Liu Qian's tone was calm, but he was warning Fang Zhongyuan inside and out. This is Bohai City, the Bohai City of Marquis Dingguo, and it will not be the turn of a foreign general to be presumptuous again.

Fang Zhongyuan snorted coldly, and said indignantly, "Although I am only a small grain and fodder official, I am also a general of the Yan State. How can I watch the people of my Yan State die tragically under the city?"

"Okay. Don't argue with the two of you. The military affairs in the north of the city should be decided by General Lu."

A gray-haired old general beside Lu Jiugao stopped the dispute between the two in time, looked sideways at Liu Qian, and asked, "Brother Liu, regarding the fact that the army of the Qian Kingdom robbed the people of our Bohai County, I still need Lord Hou to come up with a way." .”

"It's natural. Lord Hou has his own strategy. The most urgent task for you generals is to defend Bohai City."

Liu Qian bowed slightly to the old general, and replied in a gentle voice.

As an old general under Ding Guohou's command, he holds a very important position in the hearts of everyone, so naturally everyone can't neglect it.

Liu Qian tilted his head slightly, looked around, but didn't find Zhao Jinyao's figure, and was still wondering where this young lady was going now.

Dingguohou's mansion, back garden, Dingguohou, who everyone is talking about, is lying on the soft bed, the fishing rod in his hand is at the same level as the lake, everything is so peaceful.

On the side, there were two guards holding cattail fans to block the dazzling sunlight from the setting sun.

Under the shadow, Ding Guohou lazily stretched his waist, patted the deep purple brocade robe on his body lightly, and felt a little sad for the two strands of white hair blown to his eyes by the breeze.

"Well, I'm already old, and I, an old man, can't live a good life for a few years."

"Master Hou, you are still so young, how can you be old?"

Beside him was a more than 60-year-old man with a ruddy complexion. He shook the fishing rod with his baby-like right hand, and a koi was caught out of the lake, and several waves rolled out in mid-air.

Dingguohou glanced at the old man beside him with disgust, and complained, "All the people from Qianguo are calling, and you actually dragged me to fish."

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