The golden jingles were continuous, sharp and loud, which stung Li Chengzhi’s eardrums and made it itchy.
He couldn't believe it.
Could it be that Liu Huiwang has a funny brain?
This is not a treat, let alone a negotiation. Just stop if you say so?
This is a battle of your death or my life...
He looked at the front lines of the two armies in surprise and suspicion.
Hearing the golden sound, more than a thousand monk soldiers retreated like a tide without any hesitation.
Behind him are the white-armored spearmen who climbed over the mountain of corpses to the beat of drums and kept stabbing with their spears.
One shot at a time, one shot at a time... They were stabbed quickly and accurately, and from time to time a cloud of blood mist would appear on the necks and thighs of the last row of monk soldiers.
But it was so tragic that not a single monk soldier turned around to resist. It was as if the golden zheng was like a magic command, and these monk soldiers were all possessed by an evil spirit: You kill yours, I run away from mine...
Li Chengzhi's scalp felt numb when he saw it.
Why are Liu Huiwang’s men so full of monsters like this?
Fortunately it's only a few thousand.
Fortunately, I was afraid of death enough to almost arm the white-armored soldiers to the teeth. Military discipline was ordered three times and five times were reviewed, and morale was aroused and aroused, and it could not be higher.
Otherwise, we would have been defeated long ago...
Li Chengzhi took a breath and looked back carefully.
About half a mile away, there are Liu Huiwang's remaining one thousand monk guards. A group of monk soldiers are waiting in a tight formation, as if they are guarding against the white armor army that is chasing after them.
Li Chengzhi let out a fierce breath: As long as he spends all this money, Liu Huiwang will become a polished commander.
Twenty or thirty feet further back is Liu Huiwang's flagpole, which is surrounded by Hu cavalry.
Well, they have already begun to move, as if they are gathering. In a short time, they have gathered to the north of the watchtower.
It seems that they are preparing to attack north, which is consistent with what the four officers and soldiers said: there are imperial troops in the south...
Looking at it suddenly, he didn't seem to feel anything was wrong, but the more Li Chengzhi looked at it, the more he felt something was abnormal.
They are all ready to escape, but these Huqi still don’t move, as if they are waiting for something?
What can we wait for? Can we wait for the White Armored Army to rush into the camp before escaping?
No...
Li Chengzhi was so horrified that his hair stood on end.
"Stop...order the infantry formation to stop attacking...there is an ambush..."
Didn’t you see any ambush?
The soldiers were suspicious, but they didn't dare to neglect, so they struck the golden bell as quickly as possible.
"Dang..." A sharp sound spread throughout the entire army.
Yang Shu, who had just stepped down from the watchtower and stepped out of the village gate, was startled: "What happened?"
Zhang Jingzhi's pupils shrank and he looked westward: "Li Chengzhi, has the war really stopped?"
The rebel soldiers were at the end of their war effort. Instead of taking advantage of the victory and pursuing the attack, Li Chengzhi actually called a truce?
It’s time to finish the game, what are you doing?
But just because he was suspicious, Yang Shu neither dared to scold nor complain.
I almost felt swollen from Zhang Jingzhi’s face without even seeing it...
But then, Yang Shu felt something was wrong: "This is not an order to cease the war. It seems to just stop the attack?"
If the battle was to cease, Jin Zheng would have knocked at least three times, just like the enemy camp just now. But Yang Shu listened carefully and found that apart from the one just now, he did not hear the second one?
"It really only rang once!"
Zhang Jingzhi nodded fiercely, "You will know it when you meet Li Chengzhi!"
The two of them walked quickly towards the Chinese army formation.
……
Li Song flew under the cloud car and asked in surprise and urgency: "Lang Jun, where is the ambush?"
"We don't know yet!" Li Chengzhi shook his head, "We'll see when you come up!"
Li Song climbed onto the cloud cart in a matter of seconds.
Li Chengzhi stared at the enemy camp closely and asked in a deep voice: "If it were you, Liu Huiwang, would you give me the gold?"
"How is that possible?"
Li Song laughed and said, "I don't know how to fight, but I also know that this is the end of the war. Once the gold is fired and the soldiers breathe their last breath, they will only be defeated thousands of miles away..."
Halfway through, Li Song looked suspicious: "Yes, why did Liu Huiwang ask for gold? If he wanted to escape, he should leave quickly and secretly. At least these more than a thousand monk guards could resist him for a while and fight for him.
some time.
If you don’t escape, then you will die together. If you fight for the last time, you will die... But no matter which way you choose, you shouldn’t ask for money to stop the war, right?"
"Then if you were replaced by me, what would you choose?" Li Chengzhi asked, holding his chin.
Li Song didn't speak, he just muttered in his heart: Is it still worth choosing?
Naturally, we must work hard and pursue the victory, so that we can achieve success once and for all...
Thinking of this, Li Song was horrified: At this time, it seems that Liu Huiwang did not want to call for a truce at all, but wanted to lure Lang Jun into taking the bait?
Seeing that Li Song understood, Li Chengzhi nodded slightly: "The behavior of those Hu Qi is too strange! They are in a forward formation, with the arrow pointing straight north, obviously they want to attack north.
But the forwards of the white-armored infantry formation are almost reaching the enemy camp, but these horsemen are still not moving? What are they waiting for, waiting to die?"
No matter how confident a general is, he knows that once the cavalry is surrounded by infantry and loses mobility, there will be no other end than waiting for death.
"So, Liu Huiwang has already dug a trap, and is just waiting for me to jump in, and then strike back, causing chaos in our army, and then the two thousand horsemen can escape calmly..."
Li Song’s hair is almost standing on end.
What else?
There is absolutely no second possibility...
He breathed in repeatedly and asked in a shocked voice: "Lang Jun, what should I do now? How about forcing Liu Hui to cause chaos in advance?"
"Forcing?"
Li Chengzhi asked back, then stopped talking and turned to the south, his eyes dark.
Looking at his face changing rapidly, sometimes clear and sometimes cloudy, and his teeth grinding loudly, it was clear that he was making a very important and very difficult decision.
Li Song was surprised and doubtful, but he didn't even dare to express his anger.
After a long time, Li Chengzhi turned around fiercely, his eyes like daggers, staring at Li Song closely: "Li Song, can I believe you?"
Li Song was stunned at first: Why did he suddenly ask this?
Didn't Lang Jun change things too quickly?
Well, can you believe me?
Li Song's eyeballs were about to pop out of his sockets.
In just an instant, his face turned red and purple, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.
"Mr. Lang, are you humiliating me?"
Li Song's voice was hoarse and hoarse, his fists clenched loudly, and his forehead was covered with veins.
Li Chengzhi had no doubt that if he dared to nod his head, Li Song would definitely dare to pull out the knife and kill himself on the spot.
His heart was burning, and Li Chengzhi wanted to smile happily.
However, he couldn't laugh at all...
"That's good!"
Li Chengzhi breathed out fiercely, "Time is running out, so don't ask why...what I say now, you will do in the future...this way...this way..."
Li Song's eyes opened wider and wider, the anger in his heart had already turned into suspicion, and his body was shaking as if he was sifting chaff...
"Mr. Lang...is he really in...such a situation? Why...why is it so sudden?"
"I also hope that I am being suspicious..."
After a low voice, Li Chengzhi fell silent again.
Li Song took in a breath and was so frightened that he actually spun around in the half-foot-wide watchtower.
Yes, if the court did not suspect Lang Jun, why did it send spies to monitor him?
And why do you stand on the sidelines and watch the Baijia Camp in danger and collapse at the first touch, but don’t even have the slightest intention of rescuing it?
This is obviously to make both Lang Jun and Liu Huiwang suffer...
Li Chengzhi stared at the south, his pupils shrunk like needlepoints, and after a while he said: "But Li Song, I really can't afford to bet, Mr. Lang... Just think of it just in case..."
"I understand!" Li Song exhaled repeatedly, cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, "How vicious is the imperial court's intention? I can't wait to lead the army to kill him immediately..."
"It hasn't reached this point yet... Again, I hope I guessed wrong..."
Li Chengzhi sighed sadly again: "But I have to wrong you... From now on, you, Li Changmao, are a dead person... I can't say when I will let you see the light of day again..."
"Aggrieved? Mr. Lang is really worrying too much..."
Li Song paused, lowered his voice again, and looked at Li Chengzhi expectantly: "I hope very much that one day, these three words Li Changmao will see the light of day again!"
What do you mean by seeing the sun again, and what I mean by seeing the sun again, do you mean the same thing?
Li Chengzhi had a dark face and looked at Li Song suspiciously: "Li Song, besides rebellion, do you dare to think of anything else?"
"Hahahahaha..." Li Song relaxed and laughed again.
Langjun, Langjun, actually you haven’t even noticed that you are already going down this road?
Believe me, sooner or later such a day will come...
Li Song didn't say a word, just raised his fists and bowed solemnly to Li Chengzhi: "Don't worry, sir, even if my servant is shattered to pieces, I will definitely live up to my trust..."
Li Chengzhi nodded slightly and exhaled heavily.
What else can be done?
Li Song is already the person he can trust the most. If it were anyone else, he would be even more worried.
Li Chengzhi pondered for a moment, then said solemnly: "Li Song, you must remember that you must not contact your father in private..."
As if a thunderbolt struck the sky, Li Song froze suddenly.
The neck was so hard that it seemed to be frozen, and as it was lifted up, it made a "crack, squeak, squeak" sound.
As if he had seen a ghost, he looked at Li Chengzhi in disbelief. He thought he would feel guilty, but in the end he found that Li Chengzhi's eyes were extremely clear and firm, and he did not even dodge...
"Lang...Lang Jun..."
Li Song got excited, trembled all over, and knelt down straight, "I don't know why Lang Jun is always so afraid, let alone what Lang Jun is afraid of... But I am sure that no matter how ruthless and cunning Erlang is, he will never
I won’t do anything to hurt Lang Jun even a hair..."
Immediately, he knelt down again and said sadly: "Please don't worry, Mr. Lang. If one day, it comes time to embarrass all the servants, I will only apologize in front of Erlang and Mr. Lang..."
Will Li Shixian hurt me?
What is it that makes you so embarrassed that you have no choice but to commit suicide?
Li Chengzhi's face turned blue and his hair was about to smoke.
"Li Song, what the hell are you thinking about?"
He was shaking with anger, "I'm afraid that you don't know the depth, can't see the situation clearly, think that the time has come, and start a rebellion rashly. In the end, you will just be like Liu Huiwang, either becoming cannon fodder or a pawn...
”
Li Song's eyes suddenly bulged.
It turns out that what Lang Jun was afraid of was whether he would secretly collude with Erlang and rebel without telling him?
Did you tell me earlier?
It makes me worry whether your father and son will turn against each other...
It has been ten years, Erlang has been planning for ten years...
But what’s the result?
Look at Lang Jun again: It’s only been two months...
If anyone thinks that the White Armor Battalion's record is exaggerated, then let someone give it a try.
Not counting the rebels, only the rebels: Lang Jun has killed more than 20,000 of the rebels who besieged Jingzhou, and there are not many left, at most 10%: worth two thousand.
If anyone wants to think that he is stronger than Li Chengzhi and that the soldiers under his command are not inferior to those of the White Armor Battalion, then come and give it a try...
The contrast between father and son is so obvious, why is this servant so crazy that he would collude with Erlang without telling you?
No matter how you think about it, I feel that Erlang is unreliable...
Li Song's heart was extremely clear, but his tears couldn't stop flowing out. He even looked like crazy, and he let out strange laughter like "hehehe".
He thought that father and son would be separated?
Li Chengzhi looked at him coldly: "Is it funny?"
"Oh...no...no...not funny..."
Li Song suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly wiped away his tears.
Li Chengzhi roared: "If it's not funny, get out..."
Li Songfei knelt down like a fool, crying and laughing and kowtowed three times to Li Chengzhi: "Mr. Lang...take care!"
"Yeah!" Li Chengzhi snorted coldly through his nose, and then confessed, "Remember, don't move in the southern formation yet... If something happens, I will send a quick horse to let you know..."
"I understand!" Li Song responded solemnly.
The southern formation at this time was the previous southern camp, and Zhang Fengyi's brigade was among them.
How many spies there are among them, and whether there are any in other camps, can only be known after checking.
Naturally, none of these people can be kept...
Looking at Li Song's back as he walked away quickly, Li Chengzhi sighed slightly.
Afraid?
It did happen before.
But to say these two words now is not only a bit pretentious, but also a bit ridiculous.
Today is different from the past...
To put it bluntly, if Li Shixian really becomes suspicious or wants to find out whether this son is still that son, Li Chengzhi is not afraid anymore.
How many talents are there in the Li clan?
Even if everyone obeys Li Shixian's orders, it's only three or four hundred.
As long as the military power of these people is taken away, the remaining nearly 6,000 white-armored infantry and cavalry will not be able to protect Li Chengzhi?
Besides, this kind of thing is definitely impossible to happen...
Li Chengzhi shook his head, cleared his messy thoughts, and gave an order to Li Rui at the foot of the ladder: "Let the guards split up, take my order, and quickly summon Li Liang, Huangfu Rang, Li Cong, and you.
Grandpa (father), wait, I have something to tell you..."
Why not raise a flag?
Li Rui was suspicious, but his movements were not slow at all. He quickly took the command talisman dropped by Li Chengzhi and distributed it to several guards leaders.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of riders rushed to the outside of the formation.
Li Chengzhi looked south again and saw no smoke rising. It was obvious that Li Yun's army had no intention of moving.
It seems that he will not show up until he completely destroys Liu Huiwang.
OK, then just wait.
Li Chengzhi smiled coldly and gave the order to the flag soldiers: "Order all battalions to stay where they are and not to move rashly... and then order Hu Baozong to come to see me quickly..."
The soldiers waved their flags, feeling suspicious in their hearts: How could Lang Jun's military orders be so strange this time?
It goes in for a while, stops for a while, goes in again after a while, and stops again after a while?
Fortunately, the White Armor Army has strict military discipline. If it were another army, it would have been in chaos long ago...