The Reborn Duke of Ming Dynasty

Zhang Fan has always been a very self-aware person, whether it is in this life or the previous life, whether it is a high-ranking official with a high salary in this life, or an ordinary life in the previous life.

Although Wang Meng and other subordinates have not known Zhang Fan for a long time, they also know that Zhang Fan is not a posturing person, but now, in such a situation where the enemy is approaching, the enemy may rush to the tower Next, several people looked at Zhang Fan with strange expressions on their faces.

In the final analysis, it was no wonder to a few people, mainly because Zhang Fan's current attire really made these people who had been in contact with Zhang Fan for a long time feel extremely weird.

Today's Zhang Fan, with his black hair still tied up with a hairpin, looks like a literati, and he is also wearing a very formal court attire, which shows his extraordinary status, but below, the one by him What is being held in hand now is the reason why everyone is stunned.

"You... what are you doing? Those Fusang soldiers are rushing up at any time now. You don't go to the front to help, but watch what I do here," Zhang Fan said with a guilty conscience from the eyes of these people.

"My lord, you are the superior of a lowly rank and others, and you are our chief general in this battle," Wang Meng clasped his fists and said, "If your lord orders the lowly rank and others to go forward to kill the enemy, then the lowly rank and others should be ordered to step forward." , However, adults always need protection here, "

"Okay, then just leave one person to protect me." Zhang Fan was very straightforward, looked at the men standing in front of him, and immediately said, "Just Liang Chao, you stay, the others Go up and kill the enemy for me,...why, the enemy is about to attack, you should go quickly, why are you still staring at me here, "

"...My lord..." Wang Meng didn't know what to say, "...I don't know what your lord is planning to do with a knife in his hand."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Fan raised the slightly heavy knife in his hand, looked at it, but he didn't know what to say for a while, and after a long time, he said with a wry smile: "... This is of course self-defense, do you think that I will have no self-knowledge and rush forward to fight the enemy with all my might?"

Hearing what Zhang Fan said, everyone thought it was true, especially Wang Meng. He followed Zhang Fan the earliest and longest, and he also went to the battlefield with Zhang Fan to defend against the most powerful enemy of Ming Dynasty since the founding of the country. Tartar, he knows that Zhang Fan is definitely not a master who is afraid of death, but he also knows that Zhang Fan knows that he is not good at force, and he will never go forward to make trouble for others, but...

"My lord, please put on some armor," Wang Meng said in a hurry, then turned around and drew his sword, and walked to the edge of the tower.

The "happy" time is over, and now the people in the city can already hear the words of the Fusang people below the city. It is very noisy, but the whole city tower is very quiet, except for the garrison general who keeps roaring, And the continuous sound of artillery and the continuous stretching of the bowstring, apart from the sound of tension when it was loosened, no one else said anything.

"Master Supervisor, it's too dangerous to go out again," Zhang Fan said, looking at Wan Zhong's nervous expression, "It's very dangerous here, and there will be clashes of weapons and bloodshed immediately. The main general of this battle, there is absolutely no reason to retreat, but the military supervisor does not have to do so, you can retreat from the tower, "

"What did Mr. Zhang say?" Wan Zhong immediately retorted righteously. Although he still showed a lot of worry and panic on his face, the application was very solemn, and it didn't look like it was deliberately pretentious, but he wanted to come here. When life is at stake, it is useless to look like this, "This matter has a lot to do with me. Since Your Majesty and the court have appointed slaves to supervise the army, there is absolutely no reason for slaves to retreat. Right now It is the key to life and death, not only to guard the city of Yangzhou, but also for the tens of thousands of people in the city. , and how could he do such a shameless thing, Mr. Zhang should not mention it again, "

After the words were finished, Zhang Fan was not trying to comfort him, he just looked at Wan Zhong with a smile and nodded. It's not that he didn't feel emotion in his heart. After all, it is true that an eunuch can say such words at the moment when the enemy is about to charge up. It was very difficult, but at this moment, there was no time for him to express emotion in his heart.

"My lord," Liang Chao whispered into Zhang Fan's ear while helping Zhang Fan quickly put on a simple piece of armor on the boat, with a serious expression on his face, "Please forgive me for my humble position and rudeness. If Fusang soldiers attack later Your Excellency is holding a knife in your hand, don't rush over in a feverish manner, you have seen many such things in lowly positions, but with your current attire, your Excellency will let people know that you are our leader in this battle. There will be many Fusang soldiers coming towards the adults, and the humble officials will definitely protect the adults with all their might, and so will Wang Qianhu and the others."

After hearing Liang Chao's words, Zhang Fan looked forward. Sure enough, although Wang Meng and a group of his subordinates had listened to his order and had already walked to the edge of the tower, ready to meet the enemy, the positions they were standing in were also different. It happened to be in front of Zhang Fan. It seemed that although these people obeyed Zhang Fan's words and wanted to step forward to kill the enemy, they were actually most concerned about Zhang Fan's safety.

Nodding to Liang Chao, he straightened the helmet he was not used to wearing on his head, and Zhang Fan's eyes became solemn.

At this time, there was a strange sound of horns from the city. Although the famous soldiers here had never fought against the regular army on Fusang Island and could not understand the meaning of the sound of the horns, they could not understand the meaning of the sound of the horns. The teacher knows it by himself.

Sure enough, when the Fusang army under the city heard this voice, they all immediately gave way to the people who carried the long ladder to attack the city, and those who carried the ladder were also preparing to lift the long ladder.

"The cannons continue to release the bombs for me, the archers draw down their bows and arrows, draw out your knives, and prepare to fight me," the general on the city also shouted immediately.

After a burst of flags were raised, the two hundred archers on the two towers in the southeast immediately put down the bows and arrows in their hands that had made their fingers numb, and pulled out the sabers around their waists. Everyone was waiting with a nervous look on their faces.

Suddenly there was a lot of shouting from under the city, and those who carried the ladder also started to lift the long ladder up. The defenders on the city could see that at the top of the long ladder that was about to be lifted up, there was a man wearing a cloak all over his body. The Fusang soldiers with medium and heavy armor obviously wanted to rely on this man to open and maintain the long siege ladder so that the people behind could climb up.

Just when everyone in the city was very nervous, a rain of arrows suddenly shot down from the city. This was obviously aimed at harassing Ming Jun on the tower, but...

"Are these Fusang people crazy?" Liang Chao, who was beside Zhang Fan, exclaimed when he saw this scene, "My compatriots are right in front, and they still dare to shoot arrows. Could it be that they have all practiced how to shoot through Yang with a hundred steps?" If you have the ability, you are not afraid of going up against your own people."

"This is Fusang's army," Zhang Fan said in a calm voice, "In order to achieve their goal, they have used everything to break this Yangzhou city. my own comrades-in-arms, and the people above who are in the rain of their own arrows don't care about being shot by their own arrows, "

"My lord," a person next to him hurried up the tower and came to Zhang Fan and said, "The people recruited from the city to help defend against the enemy have come, but... there are only 500 people,"

Before the war, Zhang Fan had asked his subordinates to go to the city to recruit some people to help defend the city. Originally, Zhang Fan thought that there were tens of thousands of people in the city, so he could recruit thousands of people, even though they could not fight The enemy, but things like throwing stones down can still be done, but he didn't expect that there would be so many people.

"I can't control that much anymore," Zhang Fan said hastily, "Those who know knives inside, give them a spare knives, and the rest of them come up to the tower and beat the enemies below the city for me. "Zhang Fan pointed to the large and small stones that had already been piled up on the tower.

"Obey," the man hurried down the tower again after he got the order.

Before he had time to lament the people in the city's greed for life and fear of death, Zhang Fan had already seen the first figure appearing on the city tower in front of him.

"Kill," I don't know who yelled such a voice on the tower, and the other defenders also yelled, ignoring the arrow rain that was coming in front of them, and rushed over.

The first long siege ladder happened to be erected on the tower in front of Zhang Fan. The Fusang soldier on the top waited until the ladder stepped aside. Just as he was about to stabilize his body and was about to turn over and come in, a pair of hands had already pushed his body.

The person who pushed the person was Wang Meng who was rushing forward. He wanted to take advantage of the fact that the person in front hadn't stabilized his figure and push him back from the tower. Just like that, he fell down, but the arm holding the knife tightly wrapped around the ladder and did not fall.

Seeing that his push hadn't worked, Wang Meng hurriedly swung his knife and slashed at the man's arm. He could see clearly that the man in front of him was wearing heavy armor. If he stabbed the man's chest with a knife, it might not be effective. He swung his knife to chop off his arm, but he didn't want to hit him. The armor on the man's arm was also extremely hard.

The two strokes didn't work, and Wang Meng didn't stop at all. He grabbed the hand holding the knife with his left hand and pulled him over. The man's hand holding the ladder was pulled by Wang Meng. This was the moment Wang Meng was waiting for. The point of the knife in his right hand went directly to the man's face, and inserted it through his helmet that didn't reveal much space. The man didn't even have time to make a scream, just fell down.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Meng had already dealt with an enemy, but in other places on the tower, the defenders there were not as skilled as Wang Meng, and some Fusang soldiers had already stepped onto the tower.