Chasing King

When Chen Yulong brought back the news that Han Zhaoxing's life and death were uncertain that day, they had already determined that this man was in danger, but now he has come back. Besides the accident, everyone was in a mixed mood.

It seems that even his subordinate Chen Yulong is not obviously happy.

The reason why han Zhaoxing was able to turn from death to life is that he was captured and released, which makes people think about it.

When Han Zhaoxing rode back to the city alone, his horse was still his horse, but the horse was as lost as a man. The soldiers died in battle, and the general lived. What a shame.

"Lord yuan, do you want to open the gate?" The city gate guard asked respectfully.

Yuanmao stood at the head of the city, looking at the horses running back and forth in the snow anxiously, and Han Zhaoxing, who described him as embarrassed, with a trace of hesitation in his heart. He recognized that horse. It was not Liaodong horse or Qin horse. It was a Jurchen horse of pure blood that had been captured. Looking at Liaodong, he could not find a better horse, so he was naturally under the command of the chief soldier. A good horse also needs a good general to control. Now the horse still has a trace of the heroic spirit of Nuzhen horse, which is full of the decadence of the defeated general like Han Zhaoxing.

At this time, he was on guard in Guangning. Han Zhaoxing rode back to the city on his own. There was a gap between him and the enemy. He took it for granted that he didn't open the gate. But if he didn't open it, Han Zhaoxing would die. Everyone around him was watching him.

Yuan Sikong took advantage of the chaos to follow up, uneasily in the heart called: "don't open, don't open."

Yuan Mao closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "open the gate."

"Daddy Yuan Shaoxu is in a hurry.

As soon as Han Zhaoxing returned to the city, the military power of Guangning was not in Yuanmao's hands.

"My Lord, this is..."

Yuanmao waved his hand to stop the people who dissuaded him: "General Han and I are both generals in the same Dynasty and guard Liaodong together. Although he was defeated this time, he refused to defeat the generals behind closed doors. Does it not make other generals feel cold? Moreover, chief Han must know more about the enemy than the scouts and open the door. "

"Dad, what if he cooperates with the enemy?"

Yuan Mao's eyes were cold: "if he cooperates with the enemy, I will kill him myself. When this war is over, I will ask the court to apologize." Yuan Mao's resolute and upright voice was mixed in the cold wind, which made people dare not speak up.

The city gate guard cried reluctantly, "open the door and welcome the Han General back to the city."

Yuan Mao walked towards the stairs and patted yuan Shaoxu on the shoulder seriously when he passed him: "you have been in the army. You are only a master and a slave outside your home. There is no father and son."

“…… Yes Yuan Shaoxu bowed himself with a very unwilling expression.

Yuan Sikong is a man of few words. He is not qualified to express his dissatisfaction like yuan Shaoxu. He just clenches his small fist and stares at Han Zhaoxing fiercely.

Yuanmao was a man of great ability. He was honest and upright, and had a good command of the army. Otherwise, he would not have been a thousand households in his early years. The only reason why he did not rise was that he did not fight and had no chance. On the contrary, Han Zhaoxing, although he was the commander in chief of Liaodong, was defeated many times. He lost Qingzhou first and then Huangshui. Half of Liaodong was ruined by him. If he was allowed to take charge of Guangdong, he would not be able to do so It's hard to guard Guangning!

If you don't tell me, Yuan Sikong doesn't know what Han Zhaoxing's background is, but it's poisonous to appoint such an incompetent person to the top.

Yuanmao went to meet Han Zhaoxing himself.

After entering the city, Han Zhaoxing burst into tears and remorse. Yuan Mao didn't comfort him either. He just waited for his mood to stabilize and asked him how he could return to the city.

Han Zhaoxing confessed that he and more than 4000 soldiers were captured alive by zhuoletai, and he was sent back to the city alone to persuade him to surrender.

Han Zhaoxing said with tears, "if it wasn't for the four thousand soldiers still in the hands of the golden thieves, how could I have the face to live in the world."

Yuan Mao asked, "chief soldier, what should we do now?"

"Where is Mr. Li?"

"Lord Li went to the capital for help."

"What's the situation of grain, grass and soldiers in the city?"

Yuan Mao reported truthfully. There were still four thousand soldiers in the city, but six hundred of them were disabled, and several hundred of them were in charge of grain, chariots, horses, equipment, clothing and other kinds of supplies. He even reorganized the guards in the government house, only three thousand of them. The only good thing is that there is enough food and grass to last a year.

After hearing this, Han Zhaoxing was silent for a while, and then said, "zhuoletai leads 70000 troops. Ten are encirclement and five are attack. The golden bandits are 20 times as many as me. The weather is cold and the ground is frozen. If it is not good for a long siege, we must attack it. "

"The weather is so unfavourable for fighting, and siege is the next choice. The general thinks that if drollette wants to make peace, he will send you back as a signal."

"He let me back to persuade me to surrender." Han Zhaoxing touched his forehead. "If I don't surrender, the 4000 soldiers will die soon. It's better to think of a plan to cheat him."

Chen Yulong said: "if he comes down immediately, he will have doubts. Let him release one or two thousand soldiers to show his sincerity."

I don't want the rest.

Yuan Mao immediately objected: "No. If drollette planted spies in it, it would be a disaster. " Not to mention one or two thousand people, even if one is put back, it may be bought by drollette with a lot of money.

"But there's a good way?" Han Zhaoxing looks around.There was a silence.

Han Zhaoxing raised his voice: "do I allow my soldiers to live and die on their own?"

Yuanmao arched his hand and said, "chief soldier, I think they are all dead in Maoer valley."

Yuan Sikong nodded admiringly. There is no solution to this matter. If Guangning is to be preserved, they must be abandoned.

Han Zhaoxing slaps the table hard, his beard trembles with anger, but he can't speak when he stares at Yuan Mao. After all, it sounds very ironic, and he can't refute it.

There was silence in the room again, and it was obvious that they all agreed with Yuan Mao's words. After all, except Han Zhaoxing and Chen Yulong, they were all the generals of guangningwei, and they didn't agree with Han Zhaoxing at all.

Han Zhaoxing also pondered for a moment, then said: "if I feign surrender, lead zhuoletai into the city, I set up an ambush to encircle, how?"

"This is one plan." Yuan Mao said, "but, as Mr. Chen said, this surrender is not good. Zhuoletaiwan will not believe it. If you want to cheat your surrender, you need the right time."

"What is the time?"

"In the first World War, both sides of the enemy and US suffered damage. Then it would be natural to feign surrender."

Han Zhaoxing's cheek Gang agitated, bowed his head and thought for a long time: "in the final analysis, we still have to guard."

"Yes."

"Good!" Han Zhaoxing stood up, "we swear to live or die with Guangning!"

All the soldiers roared in unison: "we swear to live and die together with Guangning!"

"Yuanmao."

"The end will come."

"Follow me to inspect the city defense."

"Yes."

Han Zhaoxing left the meeting hall first, and Yuanmao followed.

When he got to the door, Han Zhaoxing found yuan Sikong hiding in the corner: "where are the children from?"

"This is the son of the last general who came to deliver the meal."

Han Zhaoxing remembered that he had seen him on the training ground that day. He didn't care and left in a hurry.

Yuan Mao said, "spare time, go back."

"Father, mother is worried about you and big brother, rice..."

"Put it somewhere." Yuan Mao was not in the mood to eat. He left without looking back.

Yuan Si looked at a room full of people, each busy, guarding the lunch box. As long as he is three years older, he will be able to join the army. Now he has enthusiasm and military skills, but he is useless.

Looking at Han Zhaoxing's back, Yuan Sikong's eyes become deeper and deeper. This man is indecisive and mediocre. If he died in the hands of the golden thief, he would have done it all. He even doubted that if he let Han Zhaoxing come back, he was only interested in his incompetence. He only hoped that this man would not let Guangning repeat the mistakes of Qingzhou.

Yuan Sikong gritted his teeth, worried, put up the lunch box and caught up with him.

Under the city wall, yuan Shaoxu first found him, caught him aside, frowned and said: "dad didn't let you go back? Why do you always go to the important things and the important places

Yuan Sikong said bitterly: "elder brother, you and dad have a family for a few days. My mother is worried about it day and night. She asks me to watch you eat."

Yuan Shaoxu showed a trace of shame: "then don't come here, go back to the meeting hall and wait."

Yuan Sikong was about to add excuses when he heard a sound from the city wall. The sentry blew the horn, two short and one long, which was a signal of the enemy's attack.

Yuan Shaoxu left him and rushed up the city wall.

Yuan Sikong put the lunch box aside and followed several soldiers up. Everyone knew that he was the son of Yuan Mao. He didn't know whether to go to the bar or not, so no one went to the bar.

Yuan Sikong was hiding in the most hidden place. When he looked out, he saw a group of Jurchen riding on the snow. The horses were not fast. Looking carefully, there was a soldier tied behind each horse, who was running with the horse.

When they reached the place where the bow and arrow could not reach, the cavalry stopped. The chief General opened his voice and cried out: "I am the forward general manghua'er, Han Zhaoxing. Will you surrender or not?"

Han Zhaoxing's face was livid and did not speak.

Mang Hua Er asked three times in a row, one more than the other.

Seeing that no one answered, he laughed wildly: "the hundred thousand troops of the Jin Dynasty will break your egg city in the near future. I'll take the eldest prince Hong En and tell him that if he comes down, he won't be killed! "

Han Zhaoxing gives Chen Yulong a color.

Chen Yulong roared back: "I'm a barbarian. I'm bold. I don't want to get off my horse and kneel down. I'm the emperor of Dasheng, Tianwei."

"How dare an be brave when he is defeated? Ha ha ha ha -- "

Chen Yulong's face was twisted with anger.

Mang Hua'er made a gesture to his subordinates.

The subordinates dismounted one after another, cut the ropes that bound the dozen Sheng soldiers with waist knives, drove them into a ball, and then began to pour light oil on them.

Then, the fire instantly devoured them.

More than a dozen Sheng soldiers' captives screamed and howled. With the cold wind, they were scattered in the air, almost into the bone marrow.

The people on the wall were full of anger and impatience, and their eyes were bleeding. Many soldiers showed fear on their faces.

Yuan Sikong watched helplessly and hopelessly the soldiers who were eroded by the fire, and their bodies were shaking.A moment ago, it was still a living person. In the blink of an eye, it became a fireball. When they were alive, they were all other people's fathers, husbands and sons, all with their own smiles and tears, memories and stories, but now they are all turned into miserable things.

How cruel it is, how cruel it is!

Mang Hua'er, riding on his horse, jokingly circled around the soldiers who had been burned in the shape of no man, and roared wildly: "if you fall, you will not kill! Otherwise, I will use the corpses of your 4000 soldiers to climb up the ladder to your city wall, kill all your men, and take away your women. Ha ha ha ha - "

the group of Jurchen cavalry roared:" if you come down, you will not kill! If you fall, don't kill! If you fall, don't kill! "

Yuan Sikong's legs softened and he sat on the ground holding the wall. His eyes were red with blood. Besides trembling and fear, there was burning anger.