pungent peasant girl

Chapter 664 Means
Nangong shouted, "Come here, use an ax to chop off their long ladder!"

boom.

Soon a long ladder fell down.

Aoga ordered below, "Warriors, keep going! Two archers plus a vanguard, one group after another, don't be afraid, warriors will not be afraid of death!"

The soldiers below lined up quickly, with an archer leading the way, a pioneer in the middle climbing quickly, and an archer following behind to prevent the ladder from being chopped down. As long as anyone approached the ladder on the city wall, they would shoot and kill that person.

"Aoga does have some skills in this regard."

Luo Ziyan also came up.

"Yes." Nangong said to him, "Your Majesty, what do you think we should do?"

"Defend according to the plan, add rolling stones, and shoot down the opponent."

The battle between the two armies became more and more intense.

From midnight until dawn, although Aoga was angry and brave, he never attacked under Dahe's defense.

Aoga wanted to fight again, but Ke'erbo's people sent an order, and Ke'erbo told them to retreat and return to the camp.

Aoga listened to Uncle Ke'er the most, and had no intention of fighting, so he withdrew his troops and went back.

On Dahe's side, after the rectification, it was past noon.

Nangong was furious, and stood with Ma Lian and the others, "I'm so pissed off, the hateful Mongols are really scheming and untrustworthy. The ten-day truce was agreed, and it's not ten days yet. Launched an attack, do you want to catch us off guard! Ah bah! We are delusional to break through our border!"

"General Nangong, don't be too angry, we are holding on anyway."

Nangong kept scolding each other, Ma Lian couldn't help but said to him.

Nangong sighed, "Oh, I don't know when this war will end?"

"I won't agree to end it like that." A familiar and majestic voice sounded.

The two looked sideways at the same time, and it was Luo Ziyan who came over.

"Is everything sorted out?"

"Well, we have rectified, this time we have suffered a lot again, and many soldiers have been injured." Nangong said.

Luo Ziyan nodded.

Ma Lian cupped his hands, "Your Majesty, just now you said that war—"

"Yeah." Luo Ziyan looked into the distance, "Look, did Aoga retreat immediately just now?"

"Yeah, it's very strange. At the beginning, he was in a posture of not giving up until he broke through the city gate."

"Well, I guess, Uncle Ke called him back."

"Ok?"

"That Ke Erbo doesn't look like a person who doesn't believe what he says."

"That Aoga is calling."

Luo Ziyan said: "I always feel that there is a reason for Aoga's sudden call. But if it wasn't Ke Erbo's intention, could it be Victor's intention?"

Luo Ziyan's words made several people fall into deep thought.

They couldn't figure out what caused Mongolia to break the contract.

But there must be some reason for breaking the contract easily.

Everyone was silent, and they didn't dare to talk about it.

In this battle, both sides have suffered heavy sacrifices, so we still need to rectify well.

Two days later, Nangong and the others went to the school field to count and practice soldiers, while Luo Ziyan was watching from the side.

In the distance, a soldier in military uniform came quickly.

It looks like they came from the north.

"See the emperor." The visitor knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Pingshen." Luo Ziyan could tell that the man's voice was hoarse and exhausted, "What's wrong?"

"Your Majesty, this is the battle report from the west."

Someone passed it to Luo Ziyan.

Luo Ziyan took it and unfolded it quickly, while the others looked over nervously. As Luo Ziyan frowned, Nangong Dui's heart also rose to his throat, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

"Our city to the west was breached by Xiongyan—"

"What?" Nangong said incredulously, "No way, Your Majesty, I heard that Sun Miaohai is guarding the west side, and Sun Miaohai is very familiar with the terrain there."

"Yes, the battle report said that the soldiers and people in the city were sick. The Xiongyan people took the opportunity to break through the city gate and took it down in one fell swoop. Many soldiers and people were killed. If Sun Miaohai hadn't become familiar with Tiger Village, many people would have been there Hiding, I am afraid that I will inevitably be killed."

"What should I do?"

"I'm going to issue an imperial decree to ask the capital to send an imperial doctor to treat them. In addition, the remaining tens of thousands of horses in the capital will also be brought to them."

Nangong murmured to him, "I'm afraid it can only be like this."

In the late autumn, the sky became colder every day, and for some reason, it was cloudy for several days in a row, with huge dark clouds covering the top of the head, and the cold wind was blowing slowly and constantly.

Meng Qianyan was cold and huddled in the tent, Luo Ziyan sat beside her, always in a daze.

Meng Qianyan couldn't help asking him, "Ziyan, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Ziyan looked at the sand table and sighed deeply, "Qianyan, I always feel something is wrong."

"where?"

"I don't know, but I've been flustered for the past two days."

"Don't panic, King Wu has conscripted troops and is on his way back. Even if Xiongyan breaks through the city over there, we can still hold it here."

"Really?" Luo Ziyan didn't believe it.

"How can you doubt yourself."

"Alas—" Luo Ziyan sighed again.

"I heard that the people in our west city are sick, what kind of disease, have they been cured?"

Luo Ziyan shook his head, "The imperial decree is estimated to be issued, and it may take some time for the imperial doctor to go."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Qiying's voice sounded outside.

Luo Ziyan stood up, "What's going on?"

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and a tall and slender figure came in, covered in rain.

Seeing someone coming, Luo Ziyan and Meng Qianyan both smiled rarely.

"Brother Seventeen."

Mo Yun wiped his face, his face was covered with rain, and then sat down on the chair all at once.

Meng Qianyan hurriedly handed over the towel, "Brother Seventeen, how did you get here? We heard from Ye Ming that it was very difficult for you to come here."

"Of course it's difficult. There are troops everywhere, and it's raining everywhere." Mo Yun's long and narrow eyes flashed a ruthless look, "Do you know what happened on the border between Xiongyan and Dahe?"

Luo Ziyan nodded, "I know that Juncheng has been breached. I heard that the people and soldiers are still sick. I have already sent an imperial doctor."

"Hmph." Mo Yun rolled his eyes, "What's the disease?! That's the plague!"

"What!" Luo Ziyan was taken aback, "Plague? Brother Seventeen, Dahe lives in a place of severe cold, so there are very few plagues."

"I came here from over there after a lot of hardships. Would I lie to you? Those people and soldiers have dark complexions, high fever, no strength, foaming at the mouth, and contagion. You say, this is not a plague, what is it?" !"

"But, how did you get the plague?" Meng Qianyan asked.

"It's a deliberate method by the Xiongyan people!" Mo Yun said: "I have learned that some places in the Xiongyan Kingdom also suffered from the plague. They couldn't control the epidemic and killed many innocent people. The plague is only half a month away."

(End of this chapter)