Chapter 329 Will Master forgive me?

Jing Jun could also find this. Seeing the spirit of the Beiting soldiers guarding the city becoming more and more depressed, the generals smiled knowingly.

"General Meng is clever in his military use and defeats others without fighting. He is quite as charming as a general who was captured by the time!" An officer flattered him.

"Yes, the Jing Kingdom's twin gems Meng and Bai, Bai Yingqi has been in seclusion for many years and has studied Taoism. Only General Meng has been commanding the battle on the front line, killing and injuring countless Tang troops. It is estimated that the position of the Grand Marshal in the future will be handed over to General Meng."

Unfortunately, the flattery hit the horse's legs, and the smile on Meng Su's face gradually calmed down.

When he mentioned his uncle, the Marshal of Jingguo Meng Huo, Meng Su couldn't help but think of the Anxi man.

Marshal Meng Huo was so energetic that he occupied Anxi, surrounded Shuofang, and entered Hexi. He was as powerful as a bamboo shoot. He almost broke through the northwest and rushed all the way to Chang'an.

But Song Yun suddenly emerged from Anxi and took the senior Jing Jun in the back.

Meng was captured and almost became a shame to Jingguo. In the end, he died in Anxi in a frustration, and the Meng family couldn't raise their heads because of this.

Meng Su always wanted to take revenge, but unfortunately the Anxi Tu had already died, and there was no bone under the sky thunder.

Six years ago in Anxi, Bai Yingqi saw the blood-patterned golden needle disappear for no reason. He thought it was Song Yun who was back. He was so scared that he lost all his fighting spirit and ran back to seclusion in China.

Meng Su was not afraid and continued to command the battle.

As it turns out, there is nothing Song Yun at all, and Gao Hanqing is still standing in front of the Northwest Front.

If Song Yun is not here, Dajing’s strong army will be fearless!

Meng Su looked at Anxi with a stern face, and the officers around him didn't dare to speak again when they saw this.

"If you can't kill your master, then killing you will be considered revenge."

Looking at the one-armed general at the top of the city, Meng Su's eyes were deep and he slowly ordered:

"The Beiting army is shaken and can start persuading surrender."

"Send a letter of persuasion to surrender to the city. Anyone who surrenders will automatically obtain the identity of the people of Jingguo. You can live in peace and feel at ease in Jingguo and no longer have to participate in the war."

"Those who destroy the city gate will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver and a hundred acres of land."

"Those who assassinate senior officers in Beiting will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver and a thousand acres of land and a title."

"Those who assassinate Gao Hanqing will be rewarded with tens of thousands of taels of silver and tens of millions of land. They will be awarded the title of Count, which can be passed down for three generations!"

Such a generous reward made the officers around him feel moved.

Jingguo often awarded titles for his military achievements and gave them many rewards, but the titles can only be enjoyed by themselves and cannot be passed on to future generations.

It is already an incredible treatment to be passed on for three generations.

"Although Gao Hanqing is far inferior to Song Yun, he has a tough style and dares to fight and is already the soul of the Tang army's northwest defense line."

Meng Su said in a deep voice, "As long as you kill him, the Beiting army will collapse without fighting!"

"My king has an order to kill or capture Gao Hanqing alive, and all the people who are promoted will be promoted. The title can be passed on for three generations!"

With the rewards ahead, the officers were energetic and shouted loudly, and they left their busy work.

Soon, arrows flew high from the top of the arrow tower and shot into the city sparsely.

The soldiers in the city picked up arrows and found that there were letters of persuasion to surrender on it.

"Automatically become a citizen of Jingguo, no need to participate in wars?"

"Added 100 taels of silver, 100 acres of land... tsk, it's enough to live a comfortable life for decades."

The soldiers immediately handed in a letter of persuasion, but a few people started to whisper.

Seeing this, several officers quickly found Gao Hanqing, "General, now his morale is sluggish, and the enemy has begun to persuade him to surrender again. The impact is very poor. What should we do?"

Gao Hanqing sat in the military tent, staring at the map, and said:

"Collection of arrows, and after a year of shooting, all the arrows shot out, just replenish them."

"General, I mean the issue of persuading surrender..." several officers said anxiously.

Gao Hanqing waved tiredly, "I understand, you guys get the arrow first."

"...Yes." Several officers looked at each other helplessly and left one after another.

Gao Hanqing was soon left in the tent. He stared at the map and sighed quietly:

"Master, Anxi is really hard to guard."

After fighting for so many years, the Tang Kingdom has maintained a defensive momentum. Although the Beiting Army has grown up, its willpower has gradually disappeared in the endless war.

If you fight against Jingguo with one army, you can't see the hope of victory and can only struggle to support it.

Although defending Anxi can protect the Tang Dynasty from war, cavalry and scouts can freely enter and exit the desert, and have greater strategic space.

But the pressure to guard the lonely city was too great. This time, after two years of persistence, the soldiers were exhausted and there was little supplies left.

Gao Hanqing had a premonition that if he persisted like this, the Beiting army would collapse sooner or later.

"Why don't you give up Anxi?"

"I wonder if Master's Spirit in Heaven will forgive me..."

Whether to abandon the city or break through is the place that Gao Hanqing has been struggling with in recent days.

On the bank of the long river of time, Song Yun couldn't help but curl his lips when he saw this.

"A real man can bend and stretch. If he can beat him, he will defend himself. If he can't beat him, he will retreat. Why do he still bring me out and talk about it?"

"Strong species!"

He shook his head slightly. This apprentice is an excellent martial artist, but not an excellent commander, and he will suffer a loss sooner or later.

However, Song Yun is not a nanny and will not help with things. At most, he will save his apprentice when he is in danger.

Continue to meditate and take medicine, practice "Qihai Blood Heavenly Gong" and enhance the original vitality.

Every time this technique goes further, its combat power and cultivation will be stronger, and the effect is very obvious.

So Song Yun was not in a hurry to make the next time travel. He practiced for a while and saved up millions of points in cultivation.

Then go through time and break through the middle stage of the human immortal by killing the enemy.

At the same time, he also used his wholeheartedness and occasionally paid attention to the dynamics of the Tang Kingdom in the long river of time.

A few days later, at night, the quiet Anxi City.

There were fires on the top of the city wall, and hundreds of soldiers patrolled back and forth with torches.

Jing Jun never attacked the city at night, but he would shoot arrows from time to time to harass him, so there were not too many people arranged near the city wall, just patrol.

Tonight, after two hours of peace, the night became darker.

A few muffled groans suddenly sounded around the city gate.

The soldiers guarding the city gate only felt the breeze rising and falling behind them, and then their throats cooled down and fell down softly.

Although most of the Beiting Army were still loyal to the Tang Dynasty, there were always a few who were not determined to take risks.

They dared not assassinate Gao Hanqing, nor did they have the ability, but they were still more than enough to destroy the city gate.

Soon, with a creak, the north gate of Anxi slowly opened.

"What's the movement?" The soldiers patrolling the city were immediately alarmed and came over with a torch.

I saw someone holding up a long sword and slashing down with all his strength. He cut off the door bolt for more than ten consecutive times, and then cut off the door pivot.

"Stop him!"

"There are traitors! There are traitors!"

A group of patrol soldiers shouted, which instantly alarmed the whole city.

At this moment, someone had already taken advantage of the night to sneak away from the city gate.

The Beiting Army reacted very quickly, and batches of soldiers quickly gathered together.

Seeing that it was too late, the traitor who cut the door could only give up the solid metal door pivot and run out quickly.

"Look at me shooting these traitors to death!"

The famous camp jumped onto the top of the city with a righteous intent, took a bow and arrow, and used the arrows that the people of Jingguo had just shot in today, and shot two arrows to death.

But the fastest one is already a few miles away.

The Jingguo Military Camp in the distance soon became restless.

Meng Su guessed that Beiting would change sooner or later, so he asked several groups of masters to take turns to stand by day and night, guarding the gates of the four cities. Once there was any movement in Anxi, he would immediately launch an attack.

At this moment, a team of elite Jingguo soldiers rushed towards the north gate.

"I've suffered." Gao Hanqing hurried to the scene, frowned when he saw this, "Can the city gate still be closed?"

"The door latch was completely cut off and it can't be connected!"
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