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Chapter 161 Heaven is going to kill me, Tongning County

The battle to siege and defend the city continued on the seventh day, and the two sides were still in a stalemate.

The Second Prince never thought that a small Tongning County would be so difficult to attack. Looking at the growing number of casualties on his side, he looked gloomy.

He was sure that there were not many soldiers left in Tongning County and he could capture it quickly, but he would be severely beaten in the face every time he attacked.

Junze, with less than 10,000 miscellaneous soldiers, has managed to hold on until now.

The news of the death of the Grand Duke has spread throughout Jiangnan, except Prince An, who is recovering from his injuries in the city that never sleeps.

The morale of the county towns that were loyal to the imperial court was greatly boosted, but the morale of our own side inevitably declined after the forceful attack on Tongning County failed.

The imperial court's reinforcements have reached Nanwang County.

Both sides are attacking the city.

The people in Nanwang County sent several urgent letters begging him to go back.

The second prince looked at the dancing candlelight and was in a dilemma whether to continue attacking the city or go back to defend the city.

Just be afraid, Tongning County was not captured, and Nanwang County was not defended.

A scout suddenly ran in and said with excitement: "I'm reporting to the Second Commandery Prince. I'm observing the sky at night. There will be heavy rain in the next two days. It's possible to attack the city."

If it rains or snows heavily in the twelfth lunar month of winter, it will definitely be bad news for the attacking party.

Because the rain will wet the heavy clothes and hinder the marching movement.

But it's hot summer now, and Junze can be said to have made the most of everything he has to defend the city these days, among which fire and oil are his biggest weapons.

It rained, the temperature dropped, the fire could not be started, and the hot oil could not be transported to the city wall.

The two princes walked out of the tent. The sky was dark and the wind was blowing.

Should we continue to attack or go back and defend?

It seems that God has made the choice for him.

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Magistrate Su County stood in the courtyard, feeling the humidity in the air, and murmured: "Heaven is going to destroy Tongning County."

Junze was guarding the city tower. Born and raised in the north, he was keenly aware of this dampness.

Gu Yu walked out from behind him and said, "It's going to rain."

Junze nodded, the smile no longer in his peach blossom eyes.

A suffocating silence lingered between the two.

They really tried their best, but God was not kind to them.

These days, they used everything they could and provided many jokes to the storytellers in the teahouse and wine shop.

Using farm tools as weapons is already the lowest form of arrogance.

Junze found countless beehives from beekeepers, wrapped them up and threw them at the rebels. The tiny bees completely destroyed the many rebels.

Baskets of venomous snakes fell down, giving them an endless feast.

He used soldiers, people, farm tools, fire, oil, animals... everything he could use was used.

His brain circuit is always strange, and people can never guess what he will use next time, just like now.

A soldier guarding the city called another man's name and said: "Zhao Wu, please help me, I will go and relieve myself."

Zhao Wudao: "Okay."

Junze smiled bitterly and said to Gu Yu: "Gu Yu, you must not come to the city wall on a rainy day."

Gu Yu raised his eyebrows, what else was coming to this man's strange mind?

Then he asked: "What medicine are you selling in the gourd?"

Junze's expression looked like he was about to cry: "Don't ask. Asking means that the secret must not be leaked. Don't come either. If you go against this, it won't work as soon as you come."

Gu Yu cursed: "You're so nervous."

When it comes to offense, who can be better than you?

The next day, it rained heavily.

Everyone knows that this is the last siege and the most dangerous one.

Junze had no reservations and summoned everyone to the city wall.

The surviving soldiers have adapted to Junze's rhythm. Even those civilians who have just joined the army can be arranged well by him even if they don't understand anything.

In the afternoon, it rained heavily.

The armor on the second prince's body crackled under the heavy raindrops.

"It's time."

He knew it was time for him to do his best to attack Tongning County, and it was also time for the imperial reinforcements to do their best to attack Nanwang County.

In the pouring rain, the sound of the military drums on the city wall was muffled.

The sound of fighting was not reduced at all, and without the fire and hot oil, they easily set up the ladder.

However, halfway up the climb, a stench fell from the sky. Some people with their mouths open caught it by surprise and spit it out.

"Golden juice, it's golden juice, vomit vomit vomit."

Immediately afterwards, boiling water poured down.

The fusion of the two phases creates a sour and refreshing taste that is incomparable.

After all, this was just a delaying strategy. Wave after wave of people climbed up, only to find that there were many iron barbs on the edge of the city wall. As long as they touched it with their hands, they would leave wounds on their hands.

The defenders on the city wall used rakes, hoes, and spears to push down the walls one by one.

Later, there were iron balls covered with iron spikes and rocks full of edges and corners that were thrown down.

Everyone was soaked to the skin by the rain and was extremely embarrassed.

The defenders all wore masks and had disgust on their faces, but they still resigned themselves to their fate and poured down buckets of gold juice and hot water.

This is a nightmare for everyone.

Until the dark clouds cleared, Tongning County still had not been conquered.

The imperial court's reinforcements finally penetrated Nanwang County and headed towards Tongning County in a mighty manner.

The troops of the two princes did not expect the imperial army to arrive so quickly, and they were momentarily panicked.

Unable to attack from the front, we have been overtaken from behind.

The second prince was so angry that his heart and lungs were bursting, and he gave the order full of hatred: "Withdraw!"

The moment the armor's light opened towards the golden scales of the sun, the whole city cheered for such a brilliant sunshine.

The afterglow of the setting sun was so bright, half the sky was red.

Everyone who survived couldn't help crying.

Maybe he was feeling that it was not easy to live, or maybe he was grieving that his comrades and relatives died in this final battle to defend the city.

The troops led by the two princes were as frightened as a lost dog, and most of the people who survived the siege fell ill.

The power of golden juice is greater than most people imagine, and it has killed many people when it comes to wounds.

The disease spread among the troops of the two princes, but the marching speed would not slow down just because these people were sick, and corpses were constantly thrown out along the way.

Wild dogs drooled and followed the rebel troops.

Everyone is in a panic.

"Please, he is still alive, please save him."

A man held the seriously ill body of his comrade and begged his captain.

The captain couldn't bear it, but he still threw the half-dead man out.

Before his neck was bitten off by a wild dog, the seriously ill man used all his strength to ask:

"Why! Why do you have to fight this war when you can't live in peace?"

A long question to the sky touched the pain in the hearts of all the rebels.

Perhaps at the beginning, they wanted to gain promotions and become nobles, and they wanted to use war to carve out a career path for themselves.

But now, looking at themselves and the miserable state of their comrades, they began to fall into confusion and despair.

What is more terrifying than the epidemic is the confusion of not being able to find direction.


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