Under the city of Chezhou, corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowed into a river.

The King of Thailand's eyebrows kept jumping.

Nearly 10,000 of the 80,000 troops were killed or injured, and they all died in this siege.

This made the King of Thailand feel very distressed.

These 80,000 people were his bargaining chips for the world and the capture of the throne. The most important bargaining chip was nearly 10,000 in just one night, and so far, he has not even won a small Yangzhou city. This has shaken the King of Thailand's strategic idea of ​​conquering various prefectures and marching to the capital in the future.

The original plan was indeed perfect. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he captured Yangzhou by secret attacks, and sent troops to wipe out the five thousand dragon martial soldiers stationed outside the city, killing two most important people, Fang Zheng and Feng Qiudao, the fourth brother of the emperor, the most literary and military, and at the same time he was a big trouble. Then he seized the city and guarded 80,000 people, with enough soldiers and enough food. It was not a problem to stay for a year or two. In this year and two years, he would use his reputation to incite all the aristocratic families, the people and the refugees fleeing north of the Yellow River, and tempt them to rise up and jointly oppose the new emperor, gathering thousands of thousands of people, and gathering thousands of thousands of people, and then he had the capital to dominate the world, seize the capital, and even seize the entire Chinese dynasty.

But now he is in a dilemma.

The number of casualties among our own soldiers is still increasing, but Yangzhou City is still in the hands of Feng Qiudao.

Which part is wrong?

The King of Thailand was puzzled.

The moment before sending troops, the five thousand Dragon Martial Army and the local garrisons in Yangzhou outside the city entered the city. Then the city gate was closed tightly. How did they see through their intentions? Could it be that Fang Zheng would predict the future?

If the Dragon Martial Army fought with him in the field, the King of Thailand could wipe him out without any effort, but once they entered the city, the victory or defeat would be hard to say. The King of Thailand has been widely read since he was a child. He knew that there was a war in the previous dynasty, and only 10,000 old and weak soldiers defended the city. However, their city was full of food and equipment, and they rely on the city's solid walls. The enemy's 100,000 elite soldiers were attacked for three years but failed to capture them. In the end, the enemy's chief general had to withdraw his troops, throw down the bodies of tens of thousands of soldiers, and retreat in shame.

The King of Thailand felt that he was in this dilemma now.

Everything deviated from his plan. The secret attack was changed to an open attack, and the effect was naturally much worse. After the siege failed again and again, he had thought about withdrawing troops more than once. He did not want to destroy the lives of soldiers under this city for vain. But then he thought that the casualties of soldiers guarding the city might be greater. Perhaps, as long as he attacked again, the city would fall."

This devil-like idea drove him to grit his teeth and order his soldiers to attack the city again and again, and then fail again and again. It was like hitting a giant who had lost his strength and was shaking. The King of Thailand was betting every time. Perhaps, the next punch could knock him down,

Time and again, before the giant fell, the Thai king's hand began to hurt,"

The other party defended very tenaciously. Feng Qiudao is worthy of being a famous general. He is good at using all the manpower and material resources in the city. He used up all the tung oil. He collected the vegetable oil from the people's homes. He used up all the wood-rolling stones. He demolished the arrow towers and bluestones in the inner city walls for defense.

This is a terrible enemy.

The poison king's eyes turned red.

"Come on! Take another rush for me! This time I will go up to 10,000 people. The city siege on all sides will not be divided into main attacks or secondary attacks, but will go up to me!"

The sun is coming out, and Yangzhou must be taken down before the imperial reinforcements arrive, otherwise the effort will be in vain! The King of Thailand secretly clenched his fists, and his body began to tremble slightly. I don’t know if it was thrown into anger or fear.

On the Yangzhou city wall, Feng Qiudao was covered in scars and blood, but he was still standing straight on the top of the city like a javelin, looking at the enemy formation that was about to move in the distance.

Tugging the corners of his mouth, Feng Qiudao's face was full of contempt and fearlessness.

They are about to attack the city again soon, and this time it is very trending," Feng Qiudao said softly, as if he was talking to himself.

Xiao Huaiyuan and Wen Sen were also covered in blood. He laughed and said, "Attack, attack, let's defend and leave."

His tone was as relaxed as entertaining a friend to come to his house for dinner.

But anyone on the city wall understands that it is actually not easy for everyone.

All the soldiers guarding the city, including the local garrison, had a total of less than 3,000 soldiers. And half of them were injured, either light or severely.

What can the three thousand weak brigades do? They can defend the city again, and then in the enemy's crazy attack, they will rush to the fire heroically like moths and turn into ashes. In the end, they will become a cold name on the record of fallen soldiers in the court.

Perhaps, Feng Qiudao could also choose to capture the young and strong people in the city, force them to pick up weapons, and act as soldiers to continue defending the city.

But Feng Qiudao was unwilling to do so.

The duty of a soldier is to serve the king and the country, to support the country, and to protect the people. If the people are forced to take up weapons to participate in the battle, what is the meaning of the belief he has always adhered to? What is the meaning of the city to be kept?

Feng Qiudao turned around and quietly stared at the soldiers' robes in front of him with a wooden expression. A little pain appeared in his eyes. They were still young, and their lives were as vigorous and brilliant as the rising sun. If it weren't for this war, they might have lived to be seventy or eighty years old. At that time, children and grandsons were in front of their knees. They stroked their white beards and told the story of their youth with a smile. Maybe they would have whispered a few words, saying that they were against a million and a million... "

But today, they died in this ruthless battlefield because of someone's inflated ambition. Whether the years ahead are turbulent or dull or peaceful, they have nothing to do with them.

The large number of enemy troops under the city were walking around the city. Their intention to attack was very obvious. They attacked the city from all sides, and did not distinguish between the primary and secondary. The King of Thailand began to be anxious.

Feng Qiudao smiled bitterly. The current combat power of the soldiers under his command was not to mention guarding the city walls on all sides, but they couldn't resist it for long. After fighting fiercely all night, their physical strength was completely overdrawn, and some of them could not even hold their weapons. Even the general who led the troops was a little shaky.

Slowly scanning everyone, Feng Qiudao's tone was still as firm as usual, but this time, his firm tone was a little more tragic.

"Brothers, the thief is going to attack the city again. Let's take up weapons and fight with them, seek benevolence and gain benevolence. Seeking righteousness and keeping righteousness. The second city: It's not easy for the Han Dynasty to be here, you are all good!"

"Feng doesn't dare to deceive everyone. Reinforcements will not come. Things happened too suddenly. The court did not have time to dispatch a large army to rush to aid in such a short time."

"Brothers have been there, and Feng also hopes that you can live well, all of them will live to 80 years old." If the city is broken, brothers who don't want to die will put down their weapons and surrender! Feng will never blame him."

The soldiers with a slut expression finally showed an excited expression. The blood-stained young faces had turned into pig liver, as if they were slapped in the face.

"General! I would rather die than surrender!" A soldier roared loudly with tears in his eyes.

"Yes! We would rather die than surrender!" Everyone was like a pile of dry firewood lit by Mars, and a huge fire suddenly ignited.

Feng Qiudao smiled with relief, "Don't call me general, I'm a little older than you. When you say goodbye, call me "Brother". Today, Yangzhou City may be our place to bury our bones, and let us fight! Let those unfaithful and unrighteous thieves under the city see what loyalty and righteousness mean, and what is willing to die as if they are!"

"Look at death as if you return!" Three thousand firm roars were like an invisible sword, tearing through the clear clouds.

At the same time, the horn of the attack of the chaotic army under the city sounded, and soldiers in black armor rushed forward and towards the city wall like a tide.

The soldiers guarding the city gritted their teeth, picked up their weapons with difficulty and resoluteness, picked up the rolling wood, beat the stone, and staggered towards the top of the city. The offensive and defensive battle with their lives as a bet began again.

"Send another ten thousand people to the top! This time, we will take down the city no matter what!" The King of Thailand looked at the city with red eyes, and the latest orders emerged from the cracks of his teeth.

"Brothers, please keep it! The last person will fight to the last person, and I will die with you and others!" Feng Qiudao shouted violently.

Among the whistling arrows in the sky, soldiers kept falling down and soldiers were making up. In the fierce fighting, someone sang a song in front of the formation: "How could you say you are not clothes? You are with me.

Wang Yuxing's army was established. He repaired my spear and spear. He was with his son.

The song is melodious and passionate, echoing in this battlefield full of solemnity and blood. It lasts for a long time. It is like the compassionate eyes of gods and Buddhas, staring at the various sufferings in the world.

"Why do you say you have no clothes? You are in the same vein as me. Wang Yu raised his troops and repaired my spear and halberd, and worked with me..." Finally, all the soldiers guarding the city began to sing in unison. With the tragic and generous singing, stones and rolling wood were raised high, and mercilessly smashed the heads of the chaotic soldiers climbing the city wall. One by one, the young and lively soldiers were also taken away by the arrows whistling from the sky by the enemy.

In the distance, another large group of black thieves flocked to him, Feng Qiudao's heart became heavier and more desperate. He was not afraid of death, and the general of a hundred battles would inevitably die in front of the battlefield. He had already been prepared. What he was worried about was the fall of Yangzhou, which would put a disgrace to his name behind him, and he was even more worried about how much trouble it would cause to the court.

Feng Qiudao smiled miserably. Forget it, it’s not helpful to think too much. If you only have the last bit of strength and then sacrifice your life to the country, I will be worthy of the court and the emperor.

Xiao Huaiyuan and Wen Sen's faces were as pale as the ground, but they gritted their teeth and said nothing. They just kept raising the rolling wood in their hands and smashing towards the chaotic army climbing the city wall.

"Huh? Another army came." It was the cavalry!" A soldier pointed in surprise in chaos and pointed to the empty plain five miles west.

Xiao Huaiyuan said angrily: "Here comes, what's so strange? Anyway, it's just a death, it's the same for me to die under anyone's hands."

"No, sir, that army" seems to be not a thief..." The soldier Qi Ming Ai Ai said.

"What?" Xiao Huaiyuan turned his head in surprise and saw several cavalry slowly appearing on the horizon in the distance. Then, like mushrooms springing after the rain, more and more cavalrymen became more and more dense. They were wearing dark gray armor representing the imperial army. Under the sunlight, they were like a huge torrent, rolling towards Yangzhou City.

Everyone was shocked, whether it was the siege army or the soldiers guarding the city. They stopped unconsciously, and were stunned as they watched the dark gray torrent get closer and closer. The cavalry formed a cone-shaped formation for attacking, pointing directly to the central army of the Thai king outside the city.

As he galloped rapidly, the cavalry suddenly threw a big flag out of thin air. The flag had a black letter on the red background, and the dragon and phoenix danced with a large "Square" character embroidered.

When the flag was shot out, the King of Thailand and Feng Qiudao became excited at the same time. The difference was that the King of Thailand became frightened, while Feng Qiudao was full of ecstasy.

"The reinforcements are here! The reinforcements are here!" At this moment, Feng Qiudao laughed up like a child: "Mr. Fang is here with reinforcements! Yangzhou will not be lost! We will not die!"

After a brief moment of silence, the soldiers guarding the city burst into a trembling cheer, and everyone cried with their heads in their arms, some were glad for the rest of their lives after the war, and some were sad for the robes of death in battle, and all kinds of emotions were vented at this moment, and they were filled with joy.

The Thai king's body shivered slightly.

The reinforcements have indeed come, and this battle is defeated!

Now that attacking Yangzhou is no longer practical, we must give up decisively. What we need to think about at this time is how to retain our strength to the greatest extent in the battle between the imperial army and try to make a comeback.

"Recalling the siege soldiers! The shield hands come forward! Everyone forms a formation! The full moon formation defense!"

The King of Thailand kept giving orders. He had a deeper trap in his heart

Isn’t Fang Zheng in the city? Why did he lead the cavalry outside the city? What is this person doing?

The order was issued, and tens of thousands of people were neatly facing the tide of cavalry and arranged a formation like a crescent moon.

However, cavalry overtakes all the troops in terms of speed and impact, and has been the backbone of charge in the enemy formation since ancient times. Since the King of Thailand's army wanted to attack the city, it was all infantry.

Before the two armies could confront each other, they immediately saw the heights. The speeding cavalry was getting closer and closer to the chaos army. In the blink of an eye, they were like a sharp blade. With an unstoppable momentum, they split a dazzling gap in the black-armored chaos army. The gap became bigger and bigger as the cavalry poured in. Finally, the cavalry penetrated through the full moon defense formation without any scruples. The chaos army left behind a corpse.

"Stabilize the formation!" The King of Thailand's face turned a little pale, and he no longer looked gentle and elegant. He shouted in a hissing voice: "Shoot the arrow! Shoot the arrow quickly!"

Just as the words fell, the rain of arrows was everywhere

But it was too late, and the cavalry galloped eastward without looking back after interspersing. The horse speed did not decrease at all, and it gradually moved farther and farther away. The arrow shot away, with little effect. It did not cause any damage to the cavalry at all.

The King of Thailand looked cold and his face turned pale.

Fang Zheng! I really underestimated you before.”

It was two hours later when Fang Zheng brought 60,000 Longwu Army to the outside of Yangzhou City.

During these two hours, Han Dashi followed Fang Zheng's order and harassed the rioters on a small scale, and then did not attack again. He led 30,000 cavalry to stay away more than ten miles away. He stared at the rioters with covetous eyes. The cost of cavalry and war horses was very high. Without full confidence, Han Dashi dared not make meaningless sacrifices.

But after the chaotic army was killed by the cavalry for a while, all of them, including the King of Thailand, had strong psychological pressure.

Riding on the horse, Fang Zheng raised his whip and pointed it obliquely, and asked, "Which whole is the black army?"

Since the King of Thailand launched an army, Fang Zheng had never seen the riot army, so he did not recognize it.

The subordinate replied respectfully: "That is the King of Thailand's chaos."

"What?" Fang Zheng was shocked, his face turned pale in an instant, and then he began to get angry: "Why are we so close to him? Get in! It's too dangerous!"

The place where the chaotic army was lined up was behind a small hill. Fang Zheng didn't see it when he arrived. When he turned around, he found that the two armies were less than two miles apart. This made him very scared. What he wanted to do was the Grand Marshal who was planning behind the formation, not the vanguard who rushed to the front and died.

"Retreat! Retreat first! Let's talk about it!" The coach Fang Zheng gave the first order, very negative and shameless.

So, before the 60,000 soldiers took a breath, they immediately retreated backwards, rising like the tide and falling like the tide.

The enemy's foothold has not yet stabilized, and the whole army rushed over!" The King of Thailand issued a charge order, helpless against the cavalry, but the King of Thailand was a little confident about the 60,000 infantry.

The rioters shouted in unison, raised their swords and guns in unison, and rushed towards the Longwu Army. On the vast plain, tens of thousands of troops rolled up the yellow dust in the sky and showed their sharp blade towards the Longwu Army.

"Your Highness, the enemy has retreated for some reason!" When he was about to rush to the front of the Longwu Army, his soldiers hurriedly reported.

"Retreat?" The King of Thailand was shocked, "Why did he retreat? What the hell is this guy doing? He clearly has the advantage. He retreated before the confrontation. Could it be a fraud?"

"No matter what conspiracy he has, I can't be fooled by him!"

The King of Thailand shouted loudly: "Hurry up! The entire army retreats! Return! Arrange the array!"

The rapid sound of gold was heard in front of the formation. When the blade of the soldiers of the riot army was about to touch the bodies of the soldiers of the Longwu army, the order to retreat came from behind.

The military orders were like mountains, and the soldiers of the riot immediately withdrew their swords and guns and quickly retreated.

So, a very strange scene appeared under Yangqin City.

The two armies of tens of thousands of people were about to confront each other, and they all retreated to the opposite direction with their lives. The two armies, which were originally going to be a battlefield of fighting, quickly appeared an empty and empty space, with only some shoes, helmets, flags, and swords that were discarded when they were running. They were like an anti-war movie.

Feng Qiudao, Xiao Huaiyuan, Wen Sen and others, who were standing on the city tower and watching the battle happily, saw more clearly.

"What's going on?" Xiao Huaiyuan was stunned for a moment, then jumped up and said loudly.

"Could it be that Lord Fang is using a trick?" Wensen became a habit of playing with his horse.

Xiao Huaiyuan glared at him: "What strategy is used? Is it the best way to leave?"

Wen Sen scratched his head: "It's really puzzling, what Lord Fang thinks. It's like a wild horse, and antelope hanging on its horns. There's no trace to be found. It's so profound. It's so profound. General Feng, you have experienced a long battle formation. Can you tell what is the intention of Lord Fang's move?"

Feng Qiudao looked up for a while and said in confusion: "I don't understand very well, the two armies were about to confront each other, but they retreated at the same time, just like "like"

It's like God put a stinking fart between the two armies, which made them all run away."

Wensen praised: "Mr. Xiao's description is very appropriate." Cough cough, realizing that he shouldn't have spoken badly to him with his boss behind his back. Wensen hurriedly stopped.

Fang Zheng led 60,000 Dragon Warrior soldiers to retreat three or four miles before stopping, and the army began to line up again.

Fang Zheng rode on the horse, still in shock, asked pale, "Stay away from him now?"

"Sir, it's already very far away, too far away." The subordinate was covered in black lines. It turned out that Lord Fang ordered the retreat because he was too close to the enemy and felt insecure. If this matter was spread, I wonder if he would feel ashamed at all?

"It's far away?" Fang Zheng hurriedly looked up and saw the yellow dust behind him. In the yellow dust, he could see that the King of Thailand's chaotic troops were also incompletely dressed and were lined up.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng was excited and suddenly regained his confidence. He raised his head high, pointed at the enemy's midfielder, smiled a few times, and said heroically: "Generals, who would like to go forward to fight and take this beast for this general?"

Several deputy generals of the Longwu Army inadvertently exchanged glances behind Fang Zheng. What's going on with this boss? He ran like a stray dog ​​just now, but now he dared to send someone to fight. Why is his courage like a man's thing? Sometimes he is big and sometimes he is small?

Seeing that everyone was not speaking, Fang Zheng was very dissatisfied and pointed to the opposite side and said, "Kill or capture the King of Thailand alive. This is a great achievement! Alas, look, someone on the other side has come out to challenge, no, the formation is called, hey. I don't care. Whoever calls you later will have to go up to fight. Don't weaken the name of our Longwu Army... Sichuan

Before he finished speaking, he could hear a hearty laughter coming from the yellow dust in the sky: "Can Lord Fang Zheng be in the army? Can you see him when you come out?"

"Damn!" Fang Zheng's expression seemed to swallow a fly alive.
Chapter completed!