Chasing King

In the spring of the 27th year of Zhaowu reign, Chen Huan, king of Liang, led 30000 troops and 500 warships to attack Yueyang by dividing water and land, and left 10000 soldiers stationed in Jingzhou.

Chen Huan knows his life and death is in the middle of the day. If he takes Yueyang first, he can abandon Jingzhou and support his troops to the south. If Zhao Fuyi takes Jingzhou first, he will be defeated by the enemy. He will be doomed.

So when he came to Yueyang, he did not procrastinate. After setting up camp, he immediately attacked the city and ordered the navy to attack Dongting Lake.

Compared with the Guangning City War 11 years ago, today's Yan Sikong is no surprise. Xue Lang and Fengye command the city, and he is on the side to assist. The rebel forces of the king of Liang were determined to attack the city fiercely, but there were still nearly ten thousand troops in Yueyang. They had no worries about food and grass, and they were well prepared. The first wave of attack lasted for four hours, and the city was still full of holes. The king of Liang had no choice but to withdraw.

Looking at the mountain of dead bodies under the city, the black and red new blood spilled on the city, the wounded soldiers howled in pain, the broken armor and utensils were scattered everywhere, and the aftermath of the war, the rich blood and the murderous spirit permeated between breath and breath, which made people feel numb.

Yan Si said in a deep voice: "the rebels are coming. They will attack the city for a second time soon. How about our army's damage?"

Xue Lang sighed: "the damage is not much, but I'm afraid the city can't resist the greeting of the wooden and stone cannons."

"General Xue, don't worry. Back then..." Yan Sikong choked his words back. "The city is a lonely place with few soldiers, which can block the army. There is a long history. Yueyang still has troops. Let the soldiers reinforce the city, and the king of Liang will make a comeback soon."

After Xue Lang left, Yan Sikong looked at Fengye. Fengye stood still at the head of the city, looking at the corpses everywhere under the city.

"My son." Yan Sikong came to him and said, "are you worried about the same thing as me?"

Feng Ye nodded: "I'm not worried about the loss of Yueyang. I'm worried about Chen Huan's navy."

"Chen Huan's commander of the navy is a famous general of the two lakes. If he takes Dongting Lake, he can plunder hundreds of warships and capture tens of thousands of sailors for his own use. If he wants to attack any city in a short time, just surround Yueyang and cut off the water supply in the City, then we will not fight and fall."

Feng Ye sighed: "it's a pity that you and I are not good at water warfare. I'm so big, I just take a boat to cross the river."

Yan Sikong said with a bitter smile, "I have never been in a warship. I guess Chen Huan will put his chips on the Navy. Should we send troops to reinforce the Navy? "

"Now, I'm afraid it's too late. Chen Huan's troops are pressing down on the city. If we take care of this, we will lose that. If we take care of that, we will lose this."

Yan Si narrowed his eyes: "I dare not ask General Wang to win, just ask him not to lose too fast."

This conversation between them turned out to be a prophecy. Only two days later, the battle report came from Dongting Lake. General Wang's navy was defeated, and the rebels had completely controlled the waterway.

The rebels sent troops to seize the key water channel of Dongting Lake into the city. On the one hand, they filled sand to block stones and built a dam, on the other hand, they dug deep ditches to divert the water source.

Within five or six days, the rebels will be able to completely cut off the water supply in the city. Chen Huan has sent people to fight day and night under the city and say "surrender" to confuse the morale of the army.

Xue Lang was so anxious that he turned around: "Shizi, what can we do? If there is no water in the city, how can we continue?"

Feng Ye said in a deep voice: "now I'm surrounded. The only way is to wait for General Zhao to capture Jingzhou and come to the rescue."

"When will General Zhao be able to attack Jingzhou? What if he can't?" Seeing that Feng Ye did not speak, Xue Lang turned to Yan Sikong and said, "Lord Yan, I heard that you must be resourceful to fight the Kuizhou rebellion with your eloquent tongue. Tell me, we What should I do? "

Yan Sikong seemed to be unable to see the huge waves in front of him, and his face was as calm as water: "general Xue, Shizi led us through Nanyue and sent out a surprise force to attack Yueyang on the 10th to block the rebel's way back, just to buy time for General Zhao. If we fight head-on with our troops, we can't beat the king of Liang, but we can defend well. Just as Shizi said, at the moment, we can only defend and wait for General Zhao to arrive. "

"How to defend?" A general of Yueyang attacked the case severely, "it seems that there will be no water. There is no water in the city. Let alone the officers and soldiers, the people may turn against it first."

"Yes, how can we fight without water?" Another general said in a loud voice, "our army has been badly damaged when we attacked the city a few days ago. If King Liang comes back to attack the city when I'm thirsty, would you still say" well defended "

Wang Mo Xiu said harshly: "bold, my son is here, do you dare to disturb my morale?"

"You..."

Xue Lang bowed his hand to the emperor and said, "my son, what the generals have said is reasonable. Once the water supply is cut off, the morale of the army will be in disorder, and the people may revolt."

Feng Ye turned his head slowly, and looked at all the generals like a wolf: "if the generals are in disorder, they will kill the generals. If the people are against them, they will kill the people. Never let the rebels seize this city, occupy Dongting Lake and point to the south of the Yangtze River!"

The soldiers were silent.

Yan Sikong said with a smile: "you don't have to be so alarmed. The rebels can stop the water on the ground. Can he stop the jade dew which is covered by all things?"

"Lord Yan said..." Xue Lang frowned and said, "but God, it doesn't rain. When it rains, it doesn't depend on his moodYan Sikong holds his fist to the sky: "empty, you can borrow nectar from the sky to relieve my thirst of Yueyang."

Xue Lang doubted: "Lord Yan, still Can you still use this spell

Yan Sikong smiles mysteriously.

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back in the house, Feng Ye said in a low voice, "kong'er, can you tell when it will rain?"

Yan Sikong wiped off the thin sweat from his forehead: "it doesn't seem like rain at all."

"What?" Feng Ye stares big eyes, "how dare you boast Haikou?"

"You and I only have less than 3000 disabled soldiers. Yueyang is the territory of other people. Now the morale of the army is turbulent. This situation can't be suppressed. If we can't solve the problem of water shortage, I don't know when they will tie us to Kaicheng to meet the enemy!"

Feng Ye clenched his fist: "now Are you really going to make a start? "

"I'll hold them down first, and it will be a day if I can delay them. If God has eyes, for the sake of you and me, maybe..."

"Oh, dear." Feng Ye patted Yan Sikong's head, "who are you fooling with this bullshit?"

Yan Sikong wry smile: "can delay a day is a day, waiting for General Zhao to kill Yueyang."

"What if he doesn't come? How long can we last? "

Yan Sikong pressed Fengye's shoulder: "if he doesn't arrive in three days, he will tie Xue Lang in Parliament and control all the officials. If he doesn't arrive in seven days, we will have to surrender."

Feng Ye said in a deep voice: "it can only be like this. I'll deploy it."

-

the next day, Yan Sikong set up an altar at the head of the city to draw an array. He was dressed in a black Taoist robe, with a brush in his hand and a sheep's hair in his hand. He left an incomprehensible talisman on a piece of white paper and burned it again. At the same time, he recited some words and pretended to invite the rain.

Although Xue Lang and his gang of vulgar generals had not read many books, Zhuge Kongming's practice of inviting Dongfeng to set up an altar was still like a thunderbolt. Yan Sikong was a top two and a lecturer of the crown prince. Although they were suspicious, they did not dare to openly suspect him. They could only watch him busy.

Yan Sikong invited him for a day and a night, but there was no rain in the sky. At this time, there was only water left in the city, which was less than three days' need.

Soldiers can't help it. They urge Yan Sikong, but Yan Sikong doesn't open his eyes. His mouth is still murmuring, completely ignoring the whispers.

Feng Ye coughed heavily: "don't be disrespectful to ghosts and gods, wait for a good life."

"Shizi, this When will that be? "

"Lord Yan said that it would rain for three days and three nights at most." Wang Mo was a monk. "Lord Yan didn't drop water in one day and one night. What's your hurry?"

Feng Ye took a look at Yan Sikong's cracked lips and dark eyes. He held his heart and said calmly, "I believe Lord Yan can invite Tianshui for the people of Yueyang!" General Xue Mo said, "maybe all the generals of the city can't go up with you, and then he's an envoy."

"This..." Xue Lang sighed, "OK."

Wang Mo Xiu made a gesture to Fengye.

Yan Sikong "invited" two days and two nights of rain in succession. The sky over Yueyang City is still sunny and white clouds are like washing. Where is the sign of half rain?

Xue Lang's generals couldn't bear it and yelled, "Lord Yan, are you playing tricks on us?"

Wang Mo Xiu said in a high voice: "this matter concerns the survival of a city. Who dares to make a joke?"

"I've invited you for two days and two nights, but there's no fart. In a few days, we'll die of thirst!"

"He can't invite rain at all. Let's surrender."

"If we drag on like this, we will surrender sooner or later."

"Bold!" Feng Ye roared, "do you want to surrender to the bandits? Do you want to follow the rebellion? "

The soldiers were silent, but hesitated.

Feng Ye waved: "take them down."

"Shizi, what are you going to do?" Seeing that the situation was not right, Xue Lang was about to draw out his sword.

Feng Ye stepped on the back of his hand and kicked the sword back. At the same time, he grabbed Xue Lang's neck with a forceps like hand and pressed him on the wall.

Wang Mo Xiu yelled, waiting for the soldiers to rush up the city. He cut down several defenseless guards of Yueyang, and soon surrounded all the generals at the head of the city.

"You My son You... " Xue Lang yelled, "my son, I'm not against you."

When the generals saw that the sword reached their neck, they knelt down one after another: "my son, we are not against the heart."

Feng Ye handed Xue Lang to Wang Mo Xiu, then helped Yan Sikong up and put the water bag to his mouth. At the same time, he said coldly, "very good. Let's guard the city with me and wait for General Zhao to rescue us."

Yan Sikong grabs the water bag and pours a few mouthfuls of water. Then he opens his eyes. He hasn't been dripping water for two days. His face looks like a vegetable. He looks at Feng Ye feebly and says in a low voice: "well done."

Fengye secretly took his hand.Now their lives depend on Zhao Fuyi. If Zhao Fuyi fails to capture Jingzhou before they die of thirst, they will die or die, and there is no way out.