Chasing King

After Feng Ye sleeps in the past, Yan Sikong returns to the city tower.

At this time, it was late at night, but the lights inside and outside the wall were bright. Yuan Nanyu has changed his armor and is discussing with Liang Huiyong at the head of the city.

Yan Sikong climbed up the wall and asked, "what's the situation?"

"Not yet." Liang Huiyong replied.

Yan Sikong looked down from the top of the city and saw that the zhuoletai army was just outside the range of the bow and arrow. After a day's fierce fighting, the enemy must be very tired, and it was not suitable to attack the city when the lights were dark. They were waiting for the dawn.

"What happened to wolf king?" Yuan Nanyu asked.

"When he wakes up, headmaster que gives him medicine and says that he can eat when he wakes up again." Yan Sikong took a deep breath, "yu'er, thanks to you..."

"Second brother." Yuan Nanyu blinked, "we agreed before."

The generals nodded their heads and said, "how about lowering their morale?"

Yuan Nanyu's face tensed: "there are rumors that the wolf king has been seriously injured in the army. I've caught two of them to ask for a crime, but It's not very useful to rely on me alone. The more they can't see Fengye, the more they will be suspicious. "

"I'm afraid the news of his injury has spread." Yan Sikong can not help but worry, "the impact of this matter will certainly affect the capital."

Yuan Nanyu also felt helpless.

At this time, the Fengjia army was being attacked on all sides, including those from Jin Bing, Chen Yi, the imperial court and the people. If the news of Fengye's dying was broadcast to the world, the enemies would be ready to move and the morale of the army would be weakened.

It's just adding insult to injury.

Yan Sikong said gravely, "when his injury is stable, let him come out to supervise. Before that, you will lead the troops."

"Right now, that's the only way."

The two brothers looked out of the city at the same time, looking at the shining fire in the dark army, like the eyes of thousands of wild animals dormant in the dark, full of gloomy killing, waiting for the opportunity to rush up and tear them to pieces.

-

at the beginning of the day, the Jin soldiers began to transport wood to the front of the moat, obviously with the help of sheepskin tires to assist the city machinery.

So after a quiet night, the war started again.

With the presence of yuan Nanyu, the cooperation between fengjiajun and Guangning army became more tacit. However, there were too many jin soldiers. They beat back one group and then came to the next group as if there were no end.

At this time, Fengye's guards climbed up to the top of the city and found Yan Sikong. They whispered in his ear, "wolf king is awake. He's looking for Yan everywhere."

Yan Sikong observed the situation of the war. At this time, it was mainly because of their fighting and Jin's resistance. With yuan Nanyu and Liang Huiyong in charge of the war, he was dispensable. He was afraid that Fengye would not see him, so he decided to go back and have a look.

After knowing yuan Nanyu, Yan Sikong hurried back.

He thought it would be the only good news these days to see Fengye getting better. But when he opened the door, he was surprised by what he saw.

Fengye didn't lie on the bed, but sat on the soft couch where fenghun was lying.

"Feng Ye!" Yan Sikong ran in a hurry, but he saw that Fengye was pale, and a pool of blood was seeping from the chest of pure white Liyi. He was staring at fenghun, his eyes were red.

And fenghun also looked at Fengye with the blue gray one eye. It seemed that it didn't even have the power to blink. Every time it closed, it needed to open slowly.

Yan Sikong's heart was tight. He walked slowly to the front of him and squatted down slowly. He said in a low voice, "you can't get out of bed yet."

Feng Ye's voice trembled: "it accompanied me Twenty years, since it was born, we have been together... "

Yan Si's nose was sour. He covered his body with his hand and felt the faint, almost imperceptible breath.

It used to be so strong and powerful.

But in this world, no one can beat time.

"We drank the milk of a female wolf. It was born the biggest, smartest and closest to me... " Feng Ye said with tears, "it's my brother. It's the real wolf king."

"It's been waiting for you to wake up," Yansi said

Feng Ye's tears fell, and he choked: "soul, you Let's go. We don't have to suffer any more. "

Feng Hun low ground "Wu" a, seem to be exhausted whole body strength, raised a head, licked to lick the tears on Feng Ye's face.

Feng Ye tightly grasped its fur and burst into tears: "you go, go, I will avenge you, I will..." He leaned over and hugged Feng Hun's neck and cried, "soul, come back to me in the afterlife."

Feng soul sobbed and closed his eyes peacefully.

Yan Si twisted her face in the air crash, and her fur on the palm of her hand didn't fluctuate any more.

Fengye hugs the giant wolf. The wolf king, once powerful and powerful, now curls up and trembles like a child, weeping silently.

Yan Sikong wiped his face and said sadly, "Feng Ye, your wound is bleeding. You must call the doctor. Our lives are saved by the soul. Don't let it down."Seeing Fengye turned a deaf ear, Yan Sikong had to open his arm: "Fengye, you have to live to avenge the soul, you have to live!"

Feng Ye's face was as gray as death, and his eyes were full of sadness.

Yan Sikong hugs Feng Ye to bed and calls the doctor in the house to dress the wound for Feng Ye.

The guard looked at the sleeping wolf on the ground and didn't know what to do.

Yan Sikong winked: "I'll deal with it."

After the doctor left, Yan Sikong sat in front of the bed and said in a deep voice, "I know you are very sad, but now you must take good care of your body, for your soul, for fengjiajun, for Liaodong."

Feng Ye said in a soft voice: "the soul never wants to be sick and stay in bed. If it can die in battle, it will die in its proper place."

"It's holding on all the time. Fortunately, when you wake up, it says goodbye to you and can close its eyes."

The grief in Feng Ye's eyes gradually turned into hatred: "where's the gold thief?"

Yan Sikong summarized what happened during his coma, and finally said: "zhuoletai is building a bridge, and it won't be long before he will attack the city formally."

"And I'm still lying on this couch." Feng Ye gritted his teeth and said, "the news that I was shot will make the morale of the army turbulent. No, I have to..." He was about to get up.

Yan Sikong quickly held him down and scolded: "do you know how much effort yu'er and leader que spent to save your life? Now you must have a good rest and get better as soon as possible."

Feng Ye raised his eyes and looked at Yan Sikong with deep and heavy eyes.

Yan Sikong released his hand: "soul, what are you going to do..."

"I'll take it back to Datong." "Let it go back to where it was born," Feng said in a dumb voice

"When you repel the Jinbing, you can take it back to Datong."

Feng Ye is silent for a moment, slowly reaches out his hand and holds Yan Sikong's hand.

Yan Sikong hesitated and didn't withdraw it.

Feng Ye quietly looks at Yan Sikong. He opens his mouth, but he wants to say nothing.

Yan Sikong said calmly, "you can say whatever you want."

“…… You haven't called my name for a long time, maybe you haven't cared about me for a long time. " Feng Ye said softly, "this is about the only good thing for me to get hurt."

"You have saved me. You are in love and reason..."

"In what kind of love?"

Yan Sikong lowered his head: "Fengye, I don't want to use anything to consume your energy before you get well."

Feng Ye looked at him deeply for a long time and said in a dumb voice: "go to supervise the war. You can rest assured that I will let zhuoletai see me standing on Guangning city again. "

Yan Sikong stood up and said, "you're good for healing." He took another look at Feng Hun.

Feng Ye turned to look at Feng soul, eyes soft and sad, "let it accompany me again."

-

when Yan Sikong walked out of the door, he was still suffocated. He wiped his face and drove his horse to the wall.

With arrows and artillery fire, the Jin people finally stepped over the bridge built on the moat after two days and one night of siege. The corpses piled up in front of the moat were as high as a hill. It seemed that the bridge was not raised by sheep's skin, but thousands of flesh and blood.

When Yan Sikong returned to the castle, he saw the infantry, cavalry, artillery and siegers of the Jin people. More than 100000 troops were swarming towards them like locusts. He couldn't see the end at a glance, as if he could tear down the whole Guangning with one mouth open.

The soldiers guarding the city felt the fear of invading the bone marrow.

Yan Sikong clenched his fists. The picture in front of him overlapped with the memory of twenty-one years ago. The chill swam all over his body and made him tremble.

Come on, let's make an end.

The army gathered under the city, but they didn't rush to attack. Yan Sikong guessed what they were going to do.

At that time, zhuoletai sent a strong general to fight in Guangning every day, which made people panic and morale unstable.

They cried - if you fall, you don't kill.

"If you fall, don't kill! If you fall, don't kill! If you fall, don't kill! "

This time, however, he was no longer a small cavalry, but tens of thousands of troops were shouting together and roaring into the sky.

The cry was deafening. Not only the soldiers on the upper floor of the city, but also the people in the city must have heard it clearly.

It's not new, but it's very effective.

Liang Huiyong discussed with Yan Sikong and Yuan Nanyu: "let's fire."

Yuan Nan Yu hated: "zhuoletai wants to defeat our army before attacking the city. How can he succeed?"

"No, if we fire, the golden soldiers will attack the city immediately." Yan Sikong said, "our army is tired, but the enemy is full of determination. We must avoid it."

Yuan Nanyu frowned and said, "but I'm worried about the soldiers..."

"Each of them has experienced many battles and will not be easily intimidated." Yan Sikong then said to Liang Huiyong, "Liaodong's officers and men all hate the gold thieves, and they will not be easily frightened."

Liang Huiyong hesitated.Yan Sikong said: "the so-called one drum work, and then exhausted, barbarians do not understand this reason, let him to vent this morale, we wait for Hua, to rest, you go to pacify the soldiers, let them seize the time to rest."

Liang Huiyong and Yuan Nanyu were convinced, and they nodded: "OK."

Yan Sikong looks at the gable built by his supervisor. He thinks that next, it's up to you.