Ren Duozhong grabbed his beard desperately, and accidentally pulled out a few strands of his carefully maintained beard. For a moment, his eyes turned red. Half of them were distressed, and the other half was really painful.

He doesn't understand!

Why did the Song army's offensive stop?

The day before, he was gritting his teeth vigorously and vowing not to give up until he achieved his goal. He would rather attack the city with all his might, but in the blink of an eye, the rivers and seas were clear, and everything was calm!

This is wrong!

Something must have happened that I don't know about.

This feeling of knowing clearly that something is going on but not being able to guess what it is is really a bit maddening.

Big shots are accustomed to knowing everything well, and then making corresponding judgments and actions. Once something is beyond their control, the panic in their hearts is actually more unbearable than ordinary people.

Because for ordinary people, such things are commonplace.

Just accept your fate.

But for the big shots, it's naturally different.

The generals of the Western Army on the city were very surprised. The Song army had attacked the city wall several times in the past few days. Ren Duozhong was confident and showed no panic at all. He was so calm today, why did he look like a hot pot?

What about the ants on the bed?

These people's status is still low, so naturally they cannot understand the state of mind of a person like Ren Duozhong.

In fact, at this moment, Cui Jin was helpless in the Song Army camp not far from Yanzhou City.

He really wants to attack!

But at this moment, he was unable to command those proud and powerful generals.

Because Qu Zhen also ran away.

Coach Trai Ang has been away for two days.

Last night, Deputy Commander Qu Zhen also left.

Before leaving, he handed over all command powers to Cui Jin.

But under such circumstances, what's the use of Cui Jin having the command power?

At the meeting the day before yesterday, I told the generals that Commander Cui Ang fell ill due to overwork.

Cui Ang fell, and Qu Zhen.

Everyone is still holding steady.

But in this morning's meeting, Cui Jin told everyone that because something happened in Hongzhou, Qu Zhen rushed to Hongzhou overnight to discuss the important matter of grain and grass transshipment with Tang Nu. Please everyone play their part.

At that time, some people were already suspicious and asked to see Cui Ang.

Fortunately, someone among Cui Jin's entourage was proficient in ventriloquism. He hid behind the curtain and imitated Cui Ang's accent and scolded the generals.

But what about tomorrow?

Cui Jin smiled bitterly.

He must hold on here.

If he survives for one more day, his father will be more confident of escaping.

The glory of the Cui family rests on his father, not on himself, a disfigured and lame man.

As long as his father can escape safely, the Cui family will not fall.

Cui Jin has no doubt about this.

When Hebei was defeated and all the Cui family thought the building was about to collapse, Cui Ang turned the tide and took the matter to a higher level, leaping into the capital and becoming the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty.

This time, Cui Jin believed that his father could still save the day.

The food can still last for three days, but the news that the main and deputy commanders have left cannot be hidden for three days.

Or tomorrow will be the deadline.

Once many generals know the truth, this army will inevitably collapse.

Cui Jin poured a glass of wine and drank it.

"All of you, let's go!" Cui Jin poured himself another glass of wine and said to his loyal subordinates: "While you can still go today, bring enough food and money, and say that it was given to me.

Order the leader to contact other armies and leave quickly. If you delay, you won’t be able to leave!"

"Master, won't you leave?" one person asked.

Cui Jin shook his head: "I can't leave. Someone must stay here to take care of everything."

All the subordinates left in tears.

Now Cui Jin has truly become a loner.

Another day passed by calmly.

As the morning sun rose, the drums sounded, and a meeting of all generals was held as usual in the Chinese army.

Seeing that the main seat in the tent was still empty, and seeing that Qu Zhen's seat on the left was also empty, many generals turned their suspicious eyes to Cui Jin, who was first on the right.

Although Cui Jin is just a writer, he is actually the number three figure in this army.

Cui Jin smiled slightly and had already thought of an excuse. It was up to everyone to believe it or not. As long as they believed it, they could get through another day.

But before he could speak, there was the sound of rapid horse hooves outside.

Everyone turned around in astonishment. This was a large tent of the Chinese army. How could they allow galloping horses?

Unless there is an extremely urgent military situation.

The big tent was opened, and a scout with a pale face, forgetting even the most basic etiquette, shouted loudly: "No, no, no, a large number of Western cavalry were found thirty miles on each side of the wings. "

Within the big tent, loud exclamations of surprise resounded.

Cui Jin lowered his head and sighed.

He came so quickly, he is indeed Xiao Ding and Xiao Changqing!

A veteran glanced at Cui Jin above and grabbed the scout: "How many riders are there, and who is the leader?"

"Total of both sides, there are at least tens of thousands of riders, and the leader is holding the nine-tailed white wolf flag!" the scout said tremblingly. As an experienced scout, he certainly knew that among the Western Army, the nine-tailed white wolf flag represented Who is the character!

The veteran pushed the scout away, turned to look at Cui Jin, and said sternly: "Cui Guangou, where is the commander? At this time, the commander will come out to take charge of the overall situation!"

Cui Jin took a deep breath, stood up, and said calmly: "The commander-in-chief returned to Beijing three days ago."

There was a deathly silence inside the big tent.

The veteran who spoke glanced at Cui Jin, without saying another word, he just turned around neatly and ran out of the tent at almost a sprint speed.

Then, everyone in the big tent rushed out, and no one paid any attention to Cui Jin.

Cui Jin sat there, smiling and watching everyone leave in embarrassment, but he was mumbling something in his mouth.

If you get close at this time, you can clearly hear what he is saying.

It’s over!

it's all over!

No one can escape!

Indeed no one can escape.

The Song Army camp, which stretched for more than ten miles, was in chaos. First, cavalry rushed out from inside. However, they were not heading towards Yanzhou City, but instead ran towards Hengshan. Immediately afterwards, countless cavalrymen rushed out. The Song army of the Qing Dynasty ran out from inside. They were so panicked that they didn't even have time to leave the gate. They just knocked down the fence of the entire camp and ran out.

In Yanzhou City, the defenders who had been observing the Song Army's camp were stunned to see all this.

Song Jun, is this the camp bombing?

Ren Duozhong and others came to the city after hearing the news, and they also looked at each other in shock.

"Is this a vicious plan to lure us out to attack and then gather together to annihilate them?" a civil servant asked with wide eyes.

"Fuck your mother's bitch!" A military general immediately spat at him: "Such a disorderly act, not to mention that Mr. Cui who has half a bowl of water on the other side, even our chief manager is here. We are determined not to be able to control such chaos, and the Song Army has collapsed."

"You dare to say that the general manager is not the general?" The civil servant was furious when he was spat on, and he seized on what the general had just said and fought back angrily.

"That's enough!" Ren Duozhong shouted: "Since you know that the Song army has collapsed, why don't you still stand here and watch the fun, attack with the whole army, remember Luo, don't lose the formation, just hang them slowly. They are now

Although they are broken and running for their lives, they still maintain their basic structure! Follow them for a while and maintain enough pressure, and they will definitely fall apart."

"Yes!" The generals on the city agreed loudly and excitedly, and turned around and went down to the city.

Such a large-scale Song army suddenly collapsed in front of them. Such a grand scene might be something they could see once in their lifetime. Such a collapse was enough to make them weak in military glory.

"Try to catch them alive!" Zhang Yuan added behind them.

"clear!"

The city gate opened, and cavalry and infantry filed out.

It took less than a stick of incense to leave the soldiers and horses in the city, and Ren Duozhong understood the reason for the sudden collapse of the Song army.

The earth trembled, and the sound of hooves thundered.
To be continued...