Chasing King

It was late at night.

Yuan Sikong is sleeping, suddenly awakened by a noise. He sprang up from the bed instantly, his eyes widened, his face was sweating, and his mind was between lucidity and fuzziness.

Quiet for a while, he carefully identified, found that he is not a nightmare, there is really a sound outside.

Since the beginning of the war, in order to prevent spies from entering the city, guangningwei has already imposed a curfew. At this time, there should not be any noise outside, unless there is an accident!

Yuan Sikong rolled out of bed, quickly put on his clothes and ran out.

When he opened the door, he would never forget the scene.

Torch forest, head surging, countless wounded soldiers, with a mess and face full of depression, walking through the streets of Guangning City, leaving footprints stained with mud and blood. A strong smell of blood mixed with gloomy cold air rushed into every pore of Yuan Sikong. He was trembling and his legs were weak. He had to hold the door with his hand to avoid paralysis.

He saw people covered with blood, people with arms and legs missing, people with eyes hanging on their mandibles, and a group of fuzzy people lying on the board, who did not know whether they were alive or dead.

He saw the defeated army for the first time, faced the disability and death for the first time, and felt the despair of suffocating people for the first time.

"Think of the sky!"

A familiar voice penetrated his eardrum in the noise. He turned his head to see that it was Xu Hu.

Xu Hu ran over and pushed him into the house: "what are you doing out there? Go back quickly!"

Yuan Sikong grabbed Xu Hu's chest armor: "Uncle Xu, what's the matter! What's the matter! "

"General Han and the golden thief fought in Mao'er valley. They were defeated, except for center Chen Yulong who fled back to Guangning with 2000 soldiers..." Xu Hu sighed heavily, "the whole army is destroyed."

Although he had already guessed it, but from the moment Xu Hu was confirmed, Yuan Sikong still felt a bone chilling feeling and beat himself through. He said in a trembling voice: "where's my father?"

"Thousands of families are placing the wounded and sending troops to reinforce the city defense."

"Where is he? I'll go to him

"Oh, Sikong, why don't you go now? Why don't you help me take care of the wounded soldiers?"

"Not bad."

Yuan Sikong was about to go out when he heard a cry from behind: "second brother."

Yuan Nanyu didn't know when she came out on crutches, and even yuan Weiling came in a hurry.

Yuan Sikong said, "yu'er, go back to have a rest immediately. Your leg injury is not healed. Don't..."

"Are we defeated?" Yuan Nanyu grabbed yuan Sikong's arm, his face showed fear, "is the Jin man going to enter Guangning city?"

Yuan Wei Ling scolded: "don't talk nonsense, Guangning has a father to guard, the golden thief can't fight in!" There was a slight tremor in her clear voice.

Yuan Sikong took a deep breath: "elder sister is right. Guangning has a father. Don't be afraid." He turned to Yuan Weiling again, "elder sister, you must accompany your mother. Winter is the time when her old asthma is about to attack. Don't let her think wildly."

"Don't worry." Yuan Weiling pulled yuan Nanyu, "yu'er, I'll take you back to your room."

"Where are you going, second brother?"

"I'm going to treat the wounded." Yuan Si ran out of the house without returning and went with Xu Hu.

Yuan Mao temporarily placed the wounded soldiers in the people's homes in the city, and let all the doctors in the city go to treat them. Yuan Sikong is not a doctor, and his medical skills are limited to the skin. But because most of the soldiers' injuries are not in the surface, he can do what he has learned.

In addition, he also recorded the residences, injuries, injuries and medication of more than 400 wounded soldiers, separated them according to the severity of the injuries, and sent several copies to the doctors.

When Yuanmao found him, he had been up all day and night.

Yuan Mao pulled him aside and said seriously, "who let you come here?"

"Kong Er wants to help, so many wounded soldiers, Kong er..."

"This is not the place where children should come!" Yuan Mao said sternly, "go home at once."

Yuan Sikong was not afraid of Yuan Mao this time. He said with a straight face: "Dad, Guangning is in a hurry. Everyone is in danger. Since I can play for one or two, how can I stand by?"

"You are still young, so fighting is not a joke!"

Yuan Sikong glared at his bloodshot eyes and retorted: "Yue Yun joined the army at the age of 12, Gan Luo was envoy Zhao at the age of 12, and Luo Shixin was a traitor at the age of 14. His ambition is not in his youth. What's the matter with Kong er?"

"You..." Yuan Mao looked at Yuan Si's resolute edge in his empty eyes, but he couldn't speak for a moment.

"Dad." Yuan Sikong took yuan Mao's hand and said sincerely, "kong'er wants to share his father's worries. Kong'er knows no less than others. Does he not trust kong'er?"

Yuan Mao lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "dad doesn't want you to see the cruelty of the world too early."

"If Guangning city is broken, the empty space will not only be seen. All the people in the city will not be able to escape the golden thief's sabre." Yuan Sikong trembled lightly, "in any case, we have to keep Guangning. What can Kong Er do, we will do our best."

Yuan Mao sighed and touched yuan Sikong's head: "you are a good child. You can treat the wounded here, but you should pay attention to rest and don't wear yourself out.""I understand in time." Now, he asked, "how about yuankong?"

"Han Zhaoxing was ambushed in Maoer Valley, and his life and death were uncertain. His accompanying officers and soldiers died or were captured. When he returned to Guangning, there were more than 2000 soldiers and soldiers, and many disabled people." Yuan Mao's eyes drifted to the North involuntarily. "The Jin people are taking the army to Guangning. The military situation is worrying."

Yuan Sikong bit his trembling lips: "Jin Man How many troops are there? "

"It is said that the scouts will return at least 70000 troops and horses."

Yuan Sikong clenched his fist: "how many troops can we mobilize?"

Yuan Mao lowered his head and did not answer.

"Dad, what's the use of concealing me?"

"With the 2000 soldiers Chen Yulong brought back, there are only 4000 people."

Seventy thousand vs. four thousand, Yuan Sikong only feels cold.

"Mr. Li has sent people to help. Maybe zuotungwei can send 2000 troops. If I get 6000 troops, I have a city to defend. I'm not afraid of the golden thieves."

"Dad, as long as there is enough food and grass in the city, we will be able to keep it!"

Yuan Mao nodded: "the food and grass in the city is enough for one year's needs."

Yuansi was at ease in the empty space, and there were many cases of small numbers of soldiers pushing back the army. Although the situation was critical, it was not a desperate situation.

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although the city was full of wounded soldiers, Yuanmao had a good governance and was still in good order. However, rumors abound in the city, and people were in a state of panic.

A few days later, they got even worse news. Two thousand reinforcements sent by zuotungwei were ambushed by the Jin people and completely annihilated.

On October 28, the 16th year of Zhaowu, Zhuo Letai, the prince of Nuzhen, led 70000 troops. With the heart of unifying Liaodong, he crossed Huangshui and marched into guangningwei.

No one would have thought that this battle would occupy a place in the magnificent history of the Dasheng empire.

On the day when the army came down, it was snowy and the cold wind was raging. The vast expanse of snow covered every inch of frozen soil in Eastern Liaoning, but it couldn't cover the black and wild people. They were not only 70000 people, but also 70000 sharp blades, 70000 hungry wolves and 70000 demons. Once they broke through the city gate, Guangning would be bloody.

Yuanmao stood at the head of the city, staring at the bright red flag of zhuoletai flying in the wind and snow for a long time.

"Lord Qianhu." A soldier boarded the city wall and said, "the scouts report that zhuoletai has camped ten miles outside the city."

"Keep watching."

"Yes."

Yuan Shaoxu said: "Dad, I don't know how many days it will snow. I'm afraid once the snow melts, zhuoletai will attack the city."

"With his troops, the siege will surely cause countless damage. I heard that this man is brave and resourceful. I'm afraid he won't be so reckless. Let's wait for his change."

"Besides Zuo tunwei, where else can we go to ask for help..."

Yuan Mao frowned. He could not hope for reinforcements. From abandoning the seven prefectures of Northern Liaoning, we can see the attitude of the imperial court. Liaodong could not defend itself I'm afraid it's going to be abandoned.

The only thing a country wants is tujianger. When a dynasty can give way to the king's land step by step, it may not be long. Of course, Yuanmao only dared to think about it in his heart. He was only a guard of five grades. He did not dare to guess the emperor's heart. He only wanted to guard Guangning and his hometown.

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the heavy snow may have been an eye opener for heaven, and it took three days for us to compete. The snow is too thick to walk.

Yuan Mao and Yuan Shaoxu haven't been home for several days. Yue Qingshuang is worried about her husband and son. She prepares a hot meal for yuan Sikong to deliver.

Yuan Sikong, stepping on the snow, passed the busiest streets in Guangning. Once upon a time, shops were like scales and people came and went in an endless stream. The zhangxiazi steamed bun shop on the street had been open for more than 20 years, and its business was booming. All of their families loved to eat it. Nowadays, almost all the shops are closed, and those who have relatives and friends to go to have refuge in the city early. The street view is depressed, which makes people feel rather uncomfortable.

When Yuan Sikong found yuan Mao, he was discussing the military situation. The map of Liaodong was spread on the huge platform.

Yuan Sikong quietly goes in. Yuan Mao just takes a look at him and continues to talk to Chen Yulong.

Although Chen Yulong's rank is higher than that of Yuanmao, he is a general of the Han Army and can't get involved in the city defense of Guangning. In the absence of Li Boyun, Qian Anlong is a civil servant and doesn't know how to lead soldiers to fight. Yuanmao is the actual supreme commander of Guangning Wei.

Yuan Sikong put down his meal and looked around. He wanted to have a look at the map. He was small, but nobody noticed.

At this time, heard a sergeant shouting "newspaper", rushed into the room.

"Mr. Qianhu, Han Chief Han is back! "

Everyone in the room was stunned.