Chasing King

"The eastern wall of Maoren was seriously damaged in the last siege. Although it has been repaired, it is not as strong as before. If we want to break the city, we should attack from the East." Yan Si holds the heater in his arms, sits on the couch with his knees crossed, and says to Feng Ye and Yuan Nanyu.

Today, Feng Ye brings yuan Nanyu to study with Yan Sikong how to win Maoren. Yuan Nanyu was the vanguard General of Fengye. He was brave and good at fighting. The most important thing to attack Maoren this time was speed. He needed a lot of cooperation, so they discussed with each other.

Yuan Nanyu thought: "Maoren is weak now, but they have plenty of food and grass. They will defend it. If they want to break Maoren, they will break its wall."

"It's getting colder, but it's not cold enough." Yan Sikong rubbed his hands on the heater. The cold in the northwest is different from that in Liaodong. The cold in Liaodong is clean and alert. The cold in the northwest is like cutting meat with a blunt knife. When there is sun, it is still warm and even makes the skin of the face tight. As soon as the sun goes down, it is like a big ice hole in the sky. In a moment, the cold is soaked in the bones. Yan Sikong is not acclimatized and his body always disobeys. In winter, he sees the sky holding warm Furnace.

"It's a little bit colder." Feng Ye immediately knew what Yan Si wanted to say. "The newly restored wall has not yet solidified. If the water in the mirage is cold and frozen, it is easy to crack the repaired place. If you raid at the coldest time in the morning, one is to attack it unprepared, and the other is that the siege vehicle can destroy the wall more quickly."

Yuan Nanyu showed a clear expression: "then we will attack Maoren all night and kill him unprepared."

Feng Ye's face was cold: "if it wasn't for Shen Hexuan, just Maoren Town, he would have won it at one stroke last time. There are still our people in the city, so we should wait for an opportunity to kill him."

"No way." Yan Si quickly dissuades, "first, now Maoren is heavily guarded, and you have to repeatedly check in and out of the city. You may not be able to connect with that person. Second, if you kill Shen Hexuan, you will scare the snake."

Feng Ye snorted coldly: "well, this man has damaged thousands of soldiers and horses for me. If I take Maoren, I will kill him to sacrifice the flag."

Yan Sikong wants to talk and stop. He still cherishes his talent and is reluctant to give up Shen Hexuan's death. However, he does not dare to plead for Shen Hexuan. After all, the first World War is just around the corner, and Feng yeben is full of doubts about him. He doesn't want to make trouble out of it. When he wins Maoren, Feng yeis happy, he can persuade and plead for him again, so he says: "this man is still useful to deal with Qianzhou. Don't worry I'm in a hurry to kill him. "

Fengye didn't say yes or no, but Yan Sikong knew that Fengye was not the reckless little prince at the beginning.

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during this period of time, Fengye secretly prepared to attack the city, but on the surface, everything in the camp was as usual. To make Maoren's scouts think that Fengye was persuaded by Yan Sikong and waiting for the news from the imperial court, the weather became colder and colder day by day, which seemed to be unfavorable to Fengye. Only in this way can the enemy be taken lightly and surprise.

Finally, one night, Yan Sikong heard a strange sound from outside. He felt something in his heart. He stood up, put on his coat and went out of the tent. But he was stopped by two long guns crossing in front of him.

Yan Sikong looks at the bright lights in the camp. Fengye is gathering a large army and is ready to start. He has been preparing secretly for many days, so he moves very quickly.

Although the way to attack the city was decided by them, Fengye didn't tell Yan Sikong which day it was, obviously guarding him. At this time, he was stopped by the bodyguard in order to play a play in which he was also kept in the dark. After Fengye set out, he would be under house arrest.

Although Yan Si knew all these things before the air accident, looking at Feng Ye and Yuan Nanyu standing on top of the big horse from a long distance and talking with each other, Feng soul in light armor was following them. They were going to walk side by side and go to the battlefield together. But he couldn't even know the exact day of the March, so he was very sad.

Wu Liuqi said politely and strongly, "Lord Yan, please go back to the account and have a rest."

"Where are they going?" Although Yan Sikong was upset, he wanted to finish the play.

"My Lord, please go back to your account and have a rest."

"Is the wolf king going to Maoren? Wolf king -- "Yan Sikong pushed away his long gun and tried to rush out, but he was held by the bodyguard and dragged back to the tent.

Yan Sikong's eyes stare at Fengye in the distance. From beginning to end, Fengye doesn't look in his direction, but always talks with yuan Nanyu.

He can't help but think of the rebellion of King Pingliang. He was the man who fought with Fengye.

The army set out. Yan Sikong sat in the tent and stayed up all night. Although he couldn't see the situation of Maoren's war, he knew the situation of Maoren's guard. As long as there was no accident, Maoren would be defeated.

But that doesn't mean it's not dangerous.

Even though Maoren was not on guard, he had plenty of food and grass to spare. If he could resist the first attack of Fengye, Fengye would have no chance. This plan was originally a bad one, but now it's the best one. First, if we don't win the grain road of Qianzhou, we can't afford to close the field, so we have to retreat. Second, Maoren's troops are few and the city is in danger, so it's easy to break. Third, Shen Hexuan is a hard bone who would rather be broken than broken. As long as he has a voice, he can never surrender. Therefore, breaking the city is the only way to win Maoren, and surprise attack is to break the city It's the only way to get to the city.Yan Sikong closed his eyes and fancied that Fengye was leading the army, holding a wrapped hoof. Then he covered up the night and headed for Maoren. Before dawn, it was the coldest time of the day, and his breath was almost frozen. Most of Maoren's city was still sleeping, unaware of the danger.

When the general found that the army was coming on the city wall, he was in a hurry to burn smoke, to organize the army and to set up the defense, but Fengye was already on the way to the city. He aimed at the east city wall which was damaged by the catapult last time and threw stones and wooden piles again.

There are many sharp arrows flying back and forth, and the army is like ants pouring out their nests. The sound of collision, shouts and screams will wake up the land completely, leaving a bloody style in the history books from then on

Whenever there is a war, there will be casualties. Even the chief General may not be able to protect his whole body in the rain of guns and arrows. Although every battle may go without return, Yan Sikong is not in the battlefield, and he can't deal with it calmly. He is worried that Fengye can't break Maoren, and that Fengye and yuannanyu will be injured.

In this way, Yan Sikong waited from night to dawn, and from dawn to dusk. Under constant suffering, he finally waited for the news of Fengye breaking the city, and he would move to Maoren with the army.

Fengye took all the officers and generals of Maoren, and then sent them down, and ordered them to be innocent to the people in the city. One night later, the three counties of Qianzhou were under the command of the wolf king, and the grain supply of Qianzhou was completely cut off, and since then it has become a lonely city.

Yan Sikong is escorted to Maoren. He looks at the bloody battlefield Maoren didn't have time to clean up, and the remnant scene after the city was broken. He thinks of Guangning. It's a pity that although Maoren has Shen Hexuan, it's not zhuoletai who granted the field.

Yan Sikong is under house arrest in the post house. He asks Wu Liuqi to find Fengye and says that he wants to see him. He is always worried that Fengye may kill Shen Hexuan.

Although Wu Liuqi went according to his words, he did not appear for a long time. It was supposed that Fengye had just broken the city. It must be very busy to repack the city, to settle down the soldiers, to visit the wounded soldiers, and to count the war losses. But he had to ask Wu Liuqi to find que Ji, but Wu Liuqi didn't dare. So he stayed up all night with worry, until he couldn't stand it, and then he fell asleep.

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Yan Sikong was awakened by the smell of food. His nose wrinkled and he suddenly thought that he was still in a dream, but he suddenly remembered that he couldn't smell in a dream, so he opened his eyes.

Fengye was sitting at the table, eating slowly, and without looking back, he said, "as a martial arts practitioner, you don't even know when you enter the room. Where have you lost your Kung Fu?"

Yan Sikong sat up. He would not tell Feng Ye that he was worried that he had not slept for two nights. As soon as he dropped the pillow, he fell asleep to death. He exhaled: "when did you come?"

"Just arrived." Feng Ye glanced at him, and his eyebrows were filled with the glory of winning the battle. "I won Maoren overnight. I'm afraid I can scare the courage of Qianzhou. Qianzhou is already in my hands."

Yan Sikong said, "congratulations to the wolf king."

Feng Ye put down his chopsticks: "you don't look very happy. Why, isn't this what you want?"

"To win Maoren is just a small step in the big plan, and we should not forget ourselves." Yan Sikong stood up, sat down at the table and asked tentatively, "how do you plan to deal with the defeat of Maoren?"

"Send their heads to Qianzhou and tell Qianzhou that if they are demoted, they will not be killed, otherwise there will be no amnesty."

"No way." Yan Sikong dissuaded, "you are not burning and killing the bandits and mobs, but you want to help the Ming Lord inherit the righteous army of Datong. If you kill the general, you will be criticized by people all over the world."

"It's a righteous act that I have done nothing against the people in the city. If these people who resist and would rather die than surrender, if they don't kill them, they will not show the benevolence of women and human beings. Why are they so powerful in Qianzhou and Datong?"

"It's enough to frighten them that you took Maoren overnight. Now that you are the master, you can win the hearts of the people."

Feng Ye snorted coldly: "then only Shen Hexuan will be killed. That's enough for benevolence and righteousness."

"No!" As soon as Yan Si's empty words came out, he regretted his impatience. He calmed his heart. "Shen Hexuan is a well-known honest and upright official from all corners of the country. If you kill him, you will make the people angry."

Feng Ye chuckles and looks at Yan Sikong with deep meaning: "you are used to playing tricks, so you like to beat around the Bush for fear that others will see your true intention." "Aren't you tired?" he asked sarcastically

Yan Si was silent and pale.

"Why don't you dare to say that Shen Hexuan is your colleague and good friend of the same year? Don't you want me to kill him?"

"Shen Hexuan is upright and upright. He is erudite all the time. He is Wang Zuo's talent and the pillar of the country. You..." Yan Sikong hesitated, "can you not kill him?"

Feng Ye sneered: "are you begging me?"

Yan Si looked at Feng Ye for a while and said softly, "I beg you."

"Is this your gesture of asking for help?"

Yan Sikong knelt down without saying a word.

Feng Ye gave a cold smile: "I'll write down your money and return it to you at any time."

"Good."

"Get up."

Yan Sikong got up and asked, "what are you going to do with him?""Shut it up, or what else?" Feng Ye ordered, "eat."

Yan Sikong breathed a sigh of relief: "when the time is ripe, I will persuade him. He was also the teacher of the king of Chu, and he will help the king of Chu."

"You are really loyal to the king of Chu." Feng Ye's eyes were cold. "As you said, the grand plan has only taken a small step. You warned me not to be complacent, but you started to plan early. After he ascended the throne, you can help him by selecting a virtuous person?"

“…… I haven't planned that far. I just think of Shen Hexuan. "

Feng Ye was obviously displeased and his face sank. He patted his thigh: "sit here."

Yan Sikong hesitated and sat down.

Fengye dominantly encircled his waist and glanced at the food on the table: "feed me."

“……” Yan Sikong looks at Feng Ye's rebellious and arrogant appearance and knows that Feng Ye wants to embarrass him on purpose.

"How can I serve?"

Yan Sikong picked up the chopsticks and put the food into fengyekou.

Fengye side mouth to eat, while with that pair of sharp wolf eyes staring at Yan think empty, see Yan think empty back cold.

Yan Sikong fed Fengye half a bowl of rice one by one. Fengye put him down. He got up and said, "I'm so busy that I only have this meal. Otherwise, I won't let you go so easily. I'll finish the meal myself, OK?"

"I know."

Feng Ye squeezed his chin and shook it frivolously: "you'd better know in your heart that what can help you get what you want is not the king of Chu, but the wolf king."

Yan Si nodded without expression.

"Don't talk about other men in front of me in the future." Put down this sentence, seal wild head also did not return ground to walk.

After Fengye disappeared, Yan Sikong took a deep breath. Fengye's momentum became more and more compelling. Sometimes, just sharing a room with him could make it difficult to breathe. He even doubted whether Fengye, who used to spoil him, really existed.

He's really looking for the skin of a tiger.