When we walked up to Zhemati, it was dark and dark everywhere.
Wang Zhang found a stone step and sat down, took out his sword and wiped it carefully.
Perhaps feeling the murderous aura, the insects closed their mouths and stopped chirping.
The river flowed quietly, occasionally lapping at the embankment, but then retreated hurriedly.
The leaves suddenly fall, as if the chilling autumn is about to come.
"Clang!" The knife was thrown at Shi Le's feet.
"What do you mean, Governor?" Shi Le asked softly.
Wang Zhang looked forward.
On the river, ships were dotted and shuttled constantly.
In the majestic river, there was a roar of people, cheers soaring into the sky, and the atmosphere was warm.
On the three small islands not far from each other, a large number of torches and braziers were lit. Looking from a distance, the noise was as noisy as during the day.
On the largest island, the dark city wall stands tall and brightly lit, reflecting in the river, and it actually shows a bit of brilliance.
"Take your men and set off. Take this sword with you. If you don't obey orders along the way, you can kill them first and then kill them." Wang Zhang said.
Shi Le picked up the saber and said nothing, just stared at the Yellow River like a natural chasm.
There was a trace of worry between his brows, he might be worried about something, and then he felt a little determined, as if he had figured something out.
Some things must always be done, even if it is difficult, even if there is no hope.
Shi Le turned around and left.
After a while, several camp doors opened, and a group of knights rode away.
Then came the second team, the third team...
When the sound of horse hooves had almost disappeared, Wang Zhang gently picked up a dead branch and played with it gently.
Zhao Gu stood in the darkness and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty has returned to Beijing from Yewang." Wang Zhang's voice soon drifted into his ears: "Before leaving, I was quite worried about the situation. Doesn't General Anbei want to perform extraordinary feats and impress Your Majesty?
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Zhao Gu struggled for a while and said: "Securing the north bank is a great achievement."
There was another long silence.
"Then keep it safe." Wang Zhang broke the dead branch in his hand and said, "You killed Pei Dun and forcibly married his daughter. Do you know the consequences?"
"Nature knows."
"Now that I know, I won't say more." Wang Zhang said: "The inability to expel the Jin army on Hezhu has already disappointed your majesty. If you can't even defend the north bank, I don't know how to intercede for you. Ruo Luo
You will definitely not end well in Shao Xun's hands. That's it, remember it."
"Keep the governor's words in mind," Zhao Gu said, his face turning pale.
"Don't be afraid, everyone is bound to die." Wang Zhang grinned and said, "If the bandits attack, just fight them. If the leader of the team is dead, go up to the leader of the building. If the leader of the building is dead, go to the warlord."
If the warlord dies, you go up. If you die, I go up. It’s that simple, right?”
"Yes." Zhao Gu replied with difficulty.
"Don't take any chances." Wang Zhang said: "Shao Xun is the military commander of the Yanzhou shogunate. Donghai Princess Pei strongly supports him and holds great power. He will not let you go."
After saying that, Wang Zhang stood up.
He took one last look at the bustling Hezhu.
The Jin people were very determined and built floating bridges and cities very quickly.
From a distance, it seems that the city on the sandbank in the middle of the river will be completely completed this month, and the pontoon bridge connecting Hezhu to the ferry on the south bank is even closer to completion.
After these two areas have been renovated, the next step is to build a pontoon bridge to the north shore.
Compared with the south bank, Hezhu is closer to the north bank!
Wang Zhang seemed to have smelled the strong smell of blood.
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In the camp that was full of groans, feeble fighting sounds resounded.
Xun Song walked slowly.
Someone was crying softly in a corner of the camp. When he saw him, he stopped immediately as if he was being strangled by the neck.
They stepped forward and looked at him with questioning eyes: Do you want to kill this person who disrupts the morale of the army?
Xun Song waved his hand and stepped back helplessly.
He really couldn't bear to do this.
This is the camp of the Youwei Division. It originally had more than 10,000 people, but after besieging the city for more than two months, it has lost 3,000 to 4,000 people.
If there are many casualties, it will be difficult to control military discipline and stabilize military morale.
What's more, when the right-guard general Li Yun was trying to contain the defeated troops attacking the city, he was killed by Wang Mi's cavalry and returned wounded. Now the entire right-guard is a little loose.
After visiting one camp, Xun Song went to another camp.
Before entering the camp, I heard a melodious flute sound.
The voice is like weeping and complaining, the listener is sad and the listener sheds tears.
Xun Song stood and listened for a while, filled with emotion.
At this moment, he no longer had any desire for fame and wealth, only the sadness for the loss of life, and the tenderness to go home and lick his wounds.
Perhaps, his ideal life is to keep reading under a green light.
This war has bored him to death, especially now.
He came forward from left to right, but stopped talking.
There must be no mournful sounds or sarcastic chants in the army, and those who disobey orders will be killed.
Playing this song will shake the morale of the army. If you don't kill them, why should they be treated?
Xun Song took a look at the camp and saw that it was still a unit of the Right Guards. If I remembered correctly, this camp originally had 3,000 Right Guards soldiers and more than 6,000 refugee recruits.
He shook his head, sighed, and looked towards Xin'an City further away.
This city is built on the mountain and is not very strong. It has more than 10,000 soldiers and horses stationed there.
In order to boost morale, the thief general Wang Mi personally entered the city and commanded the battle. The effect was very obvious. Relying on the fortified city, as long as his position remained stable, with more than 20,000 forbidden troops and 30,000 new refugee soldiers coming from Luoyang, it was really impressive. Difficult to win in one fell swoop.
After two months of fighting, the defenders became more confident as they fought, while the king's division became more and more demoralized.
Xun Song no longer knew what to do.
He felt that he had lost his way, and perhaps attacking Xin'anben was a mistake.
Recalling the emperor's urgent attitude when he asked questions in the Taiji Hall, Xun Song sighed secretly.
In fact, the emperor is not to blame, because many courtiers also wanted to remove Xin'an, otherwise they would always feel that there was a big threat on the flank.
It was not the emperor's fault alone that he left Xin'an.
It can only be said that if the current situation is like this, the possibility of taking this step is too great. At the critical moment, the emperor failed to withstand the pressure and issued this order, which led to this.
The night wind blew up suddenly, bringing with it the strong smell of blood and corpses.
The war was fierce and there was no time to dispose of many corpses. There had been several autumn rains recently. After the corpses were soaked in water, they rotted and smelled bad, which made Xun Song, who always loved cleanliness, quite uncomfortable.
Not wanting to look any further, he covered his nose with his sleeves and returned to the Chinese army camp.
After bathing in incense, he planned to talk to the two new mages.
When the late emperor was in power, there were 180 Buddhist temples in the country. In recent years, the war has become more and more fierce, and the people have become more and more depressed. On the contrary, there are more and more Buddhist temples, and there is a trend of becoming more prosperous and developed. There are already more than 200 Buddhist temples. Counting, it's three hundred.
Xun Song's staff made suggestions and decided to invite two mages to come to the army to save the souls of the dead and soothe the morale of the army. Although this move was opposed by many generals, he still planned to give it a try.
At this moment, the gate of Xin'an City opened in the darkness, and more than a thousand sergeants quietly left the city under the cover of night. They rushed to the Jin army camp like demons emerging from the ground.
****
An autumn rain and a cold.
In the Zhaoyang Palace, Emperor Sima Chi walked around like a restless beast.
His eyes were bloodshot, and there was even a blister at the corner of his mouth. He looked haggard and worried about gains and losses.
Jia Zong, the governor of Anding, Liang Zong, the governor of Fufeng, Zhu Hui, the governor of Xinping, Suo Wei, the governor of Feng Yi, Qu Yun, the defender of Anyi, Qu Te, the governor of Yongzhou, and others each led an army to recover Chang'an. This news made the whole court very excited.
When Sima Chi first heard about it, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep.
Think about it, Liangzhou has the loyal minister Zhang Gui, Qinzhou has the Nanyang heir Sima Bao, Chang'an has been liberated, and the situation in Kansai has greatly improved. Isn't this the sign of ZTE?
General Liang Fen of the Wei Dynasty was in charge of the military affairs in Mianbei. He first suppressed Wang Ru's rebellion, and now he is stationed in Xiangyang to conquer Du Tao. The traitor will be destroyed soon. Isn't this the sign of ZTE?
The only thing that made him unhappy was the Hun army pressing down on Hanoi and Hongnong.
These two places are too close to Luoyang, just like two nooses around the necks of the civil and military officials of the dynasty, making people unable to breathe, so they must be broken.
The Battle of Xin'an has continued to this day, with many troops and generals lost, but no results achieved.
Xun Song kept coming to report how many thieves he had killed and injured today, and how many more thieves he would capture and kill tomorrow. He was very excited at first, but in the end, he could only feel more and more uncontrollable anger.
He believed that Wang Mi's casualties were heavy. The problem was that the Imperial Army suffered even more casualties and had not been able to break through Xin'an so far. What was the use? In the end, it was not a waste of money but nothing.
He couldn't accept this fact.
Heyang Sancheng also made him very unhappy.
Shao Xun kept asking for money, food, equipment and even craftsmen, but he held his nose and gave it away. As a result, the three cities that were good are still two cities, and there is still no hope of breaking into the north bank. How can it not be annoying?
Situ Fu Zhi - that's all, he had just passed away a few days ago, and Sima Chi didn't want to slander him.
"Huh!" After exhaling the turbid air in his heart, Sima Chi picked up the imperial pen and wanted to write something, but he hesitated.
When he was full of irritability, he accidentally touched a blister on the corner of his mouth, which made him frown in pain.
After a moment of silence, he no longer hesitated and wrote three orders in succession.
A copy was sent to Xin'an City, and Xun Song stepped up his attack on the city.
One copy was sent to Heyang, ordering Shao Xun to go north to Hanoi as soon as possible.
Another one was sent to Guanzhong, with Jia Zong as the governor of Yongzhou and Liang Zong as the governor of Chang'an, hoping that he would reorganize his troops as soon as possible, attack Feng Yi, and completely drive the Xiongnu forces out of Guanzhong.
At the critical moment when the enemy and we are in a stalemate, we must grit our teeth and resist. Sima Chi knows this very well.
Chapter completed!