palm river mountain

Chapter 202 Suzhou City Breakdown
"I never thought that my old brother was actually killed by that disobedient son. I almost listened to the slander and lost Erlang, making a big mistake!"

In the Huainan army, He Zhang burst into tears.

Duan Yi watched, curled her lips, and acted vigorously!

The two sons were both cold-blooded and ruthless, and they were beaten to the point of bleeding. This old man He is good, crying as if his own father died.

He Zhang sang the mourning song, while the Huainan army remained motionless, but they had already stated their position.

Mr. Yan watched, picked up the drumsticks, and started beating loudly.

The sound of the drum shook the sky, hitting people's hearts one after another, making people's blood boil.Having lost his title, the humiliated Xuan Yingjun turned all his resentment into a murderous aura, and stormed towards the defenders of Suzhou City.

Seeing this, Duan Yi led Wei Meng to fight a bloody path, and went under the tower again.

Wei Meng yelled, squatted down, picked up the giant log on the siege engine, and rushed towards the gate of Suzhou City with his arms in his arms.

Arrows rained down from the top of the city tower, Duan Yi watched, the spear danced so seamlessly, she just protected Wei Meng and slammed into it.

There was only a loud bang, the gate of Suzhou City trembled, and a lot of dust rustled down.

Wei Meng failed to penetrate with one blow, and another heavy blow hit the place where he hit the first time. This time, the iron-clad gate was actually dented by him.

Because of too much force, the wound on Wei Meng's body burst open, and he wanted to charge a third time, but was stopped by Duan Yi.

"This door won't open for a while, follow me to the tower."

Wei Meng listened to Duan Yi's words, nodded, and threw the giant log back onto the siege vehicle. He silently rubbed his numb hands, picked up the sledgehammer, and followed Duan Yi toward a climbing ladder.

Picking up a handful of gravel, throwing it towards the tower, swishing a few times, the archer on the tower immediately fell down a large piece.

Taking advantage of this gap, she tapped her feet to the ground, like a gecko swimming around, and flew towards the tower along the climbing ladder.

Zhou Daoyuan watched and saw that the battle was clearly one-sided, he sighed and grabbed Cui Dalang's hand.

"Dalang followed me and left Suzhou quickly by the path", he said, but when he turned his head, he saw Cui Dalang standing there firmly, motionless.

Zhou Daoyuan called again, "Da Lang!"

Cui Dalang shook his head, and smiled wryly at Zhou Daoyuan, "I am the King of Jiangnan, even if I die, I will die in this city of Suzhou."

What he regretted was not killing Cui Zigeng's mother, nor was he regretting killing his father.

He only regretted that he let Cui Zi go out of Jiangnan after listening to Cui Huo's words.

Zhou Daoyuan sighed softly, drew his long sword out of its sheath, and blocked Duan Yi's long spear.

With Duan Yi and Wei Meng tearing open the gap, there was an instant chaos on the tower, and more and more soldiers climbed up the climbing ladder.

Duan Yi flicked his spear, dodged one or two times, avoided the long sword in Zhou Daoyuan's hand, and stabbed towards Cui Dalang.

Zhou Daoyuan is not a vegetarian, he quickly recovered and stood in front of Cui Dalang.

"Aren't you going to surrender now? The housework is unclear, and the general should know about the success of the king and the defeat of the enemy. If the fight continues, more people will only die, and He Zhang will have an opportunity to take advantage of it."

Zhou Daoyuan pursed his lips, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Wei Meng, who was killing all directions, "Cheng Qiong will follow you in the future?"

Duan Yi was taken aback, and nodded.

Zhou Daoyuan didn't say anything, he just protected Cui Dalang wholeheartedly, "Don't screw it up, Dalang, follow me quickly."

As he was speaking, he heard a cry of surprise from behind him. Zhou Daoyuan turned around slowly and saw a long sword stuck in Cui Dalang's abdomen. down.

Zhou Daoyuan was shocked and hugged Cui Dalang.

Duan Yi watched, put away the spear, and just watched intently.

The gate of Suzhou City has been opened, the defenders were defeated, and one by one they threw away their helmets and armor and became prisoners.

The battlefield, which was still in full swing before, seemed to suddenly quiet down.

Duan Yi turned her head and saw Cui Zigeng standing beside her at a glance.

He pursed his lips and did not speak.

Cui Dalang lay in Zhou Daoyuan's arms, spat out a mouthful of blood, he smiled mockingly at Cui Zi, "You are proud now, after all, you have fulfilled your father's wish, you have snatched away this Jiangnan East Road."

Cui Zi shook his head, "My father and mother are dead, there is nothing to be proud of."

He thought about it, paused and said, "If you don't kill my aunt, my father would have passed on the position of King of the South of the Yangtze River to you. That's why I was allowed to lead the Xuanying Army and be self-reliant."

"If I want a city, I can get it from anywhere. It's like on the way here, we have already captured Qianzhong. If I don't want to be the king of Jiangnan, I can still be the king of Qianzhong."

Cui Dalang was taken aback, then shook his head, "You lied to me, my father has always favored you."

"General Zhou has been following you, don't you understand? Father chose you, so he has been following you. You think the law of heaven is unfair and treats you ruthlessly. How is it fair to treat my mother and me that day? "

"Since I was a child, I have been just a bastard that everyone looks down upon."

Duan Yi listened, sighing endlessly.

Otherwise, it is difficult for an upright official to resolve housework, everyone has grievances, and everyone feels that they have been wronged, so how can they be cleared up.

If there were no evil deeds by the emperor, Cui Zigeng's mother was born as a princess, and she would be able to marry her congenial husband, Cui Yu, the king of Jiangnan.

Cui Dalang and her mother, Wang Shi, will not fall into this embarrassing situation, suffocating in the slit for a lifetime.

She is even more sad for Cui Zi, the matter of the Duan family, and herself in Jiannan Dao, is it not a sigh.

Cui Dalang became a little dazed when he heard Cui Zigeng's words.

His eyes were a little distracted, and the drizzle fell on his body, making people shiver uncontrollably. He moved and nestled into Zhou Daoyuan's arms.

It was a snowy day, and my father went out to the south of the Yangtze River. Because of the snow on the road, he missed my mother's birthday.

Mother was not happy in her heart, and seeing Cui Zigeng's mother, who was too courteous to be seen by others, immediately felt that she had lost face in front of all the wives.

He was sitting in the room, the charcoal fire was warming at his feet, and Zhou Daoyuan was sitting beside him, telling him the art of war.

He was not good at making decisions, and always looked at them secretly from the corner of his eye. Cui Zigeng and his mother were standing in the ice and snow, and the snowflakes fell on them, as if their heads had turned white.

The child was very young at the time, his face was flushed with cold, and his eyes were full of renegade anger.

At that time, he was not as cold and cold as he is now. Seeing that his mother had suffered, he wanted to rush over, but he was firmly held back.

In the flower hall next door, the laughter of the aunts came from time to time.

"I said it a long time ago. You are a big woman, and you can't cure a lowly concubine? Even if you beat him to death and sell him, no one dares to say no. Even if the prince values ​​him, he will die." If you die, you will be angry for a year or so, and it will pass."

"Can you still be dragged down from the position of the princess?"

Seeing that he was not paying attention, Zhou Daoyuan took out his ruler in displeasure, "Da Lang should have the bearing of a son-in-law, what does he look like when he looks around, why should he have the same knowledge as a person of low status, it is out of style."

He didn't remember this for a long time, but such pictures, one after another, suddenly appeared in his mind.

(End of this chapter)