The coachman went out and wanted to go to the stable to take the horse. But then I thought: It would be better to report to Zhang Si on Pegasus and let His Majesty make the decision.
The coachman rode the prince's thousand-mile wind-chasing horse out of the city gate and looked straight at Nanzhao City.
As soon as the coachman entered the city, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves not far away from the city, as if a large group of people were charging towards him.
The driver climbed to the top of the city, only to see under the starry night and dark moon, with the light of swords and shadows, he could faintly see an army coming this way, but the sergeants guarding the city were still sleeping, completely unaware.
The coachman hurriedly woke up the sergeant on duty at the top of the city, and then rushed to Zhang Si's residence.
The coachman rushed to Zhang Si's palace. The guards had not rested for several days and had survived the first half of the night without incident. They all fell asleep like dead pigs. He quickly pushed up the two guards who were leaning in front of the door and gasped: "Quick! Go and report to the marshal that the troops are approaching the city!"
Marshal Luo Biao was awakened from his bed by the guards of Zhang Si's palace. He learned that the military situation was urgent, so he quickly climbed up to the top of the city wearing armor and carrying a gun. At this time, a group of men and horses had already reached the city gate, and several soldiers were setting up ladders. Get ready to climb the city.
As soon as Luo Biao saw it, he immediately sounded the warning signal!
"Ming-ming-ming-" A shrill siren cut through the silent night sky! As soon as the soldiers guarding the city heard the warning sound, they jumped up one by one. "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" and fired thousands of arrows at the enemies who climbed the city. Then, they pushed down rolling stones and knocked down trees to repel the enemies who tried to sneak attack.
Luo Biao was on the city tower, shouting at Chen Bing's troops below the city: "Who dares to come and attack our city?!"
As soon as Luo Biao finished speaking, he saw a man wearing a golden helmet with two phoenixes, two short-winged pheasant feathers, and a pair of golden armor. He was sitting on a yellow horse that could run a thousand miles, and he was holding a golden gun. Get out of the queue.
This man has a handsome face, sharp edges and corners, masculine and handsome, a high bridge of nose, deep eyes like a cold pool with no bottom, and unpruned beard that shows a somewhat arrogant and casual attitude. Although it was almost five o'clock, in the darkest moment before dawn, you could still see his deep eyes shining with a cold and cold light.
His name is Wang Erlei, the eldest son of the neighboring king Wang Erhan and the brother of Princess Mary. He is extremely powerful and claims to be invincible.
Wang Erlei came with his second uncle and his army this time mainly because one of his second uncle's sons was shot to death by Zhang Si's national advisor Qiu Yunlong three days ago when he went out hunting.
That day, the national counselor Qiu Yunlong and Marshal Luo Biao went out hunting. Qiu Yunlong chased a white deer to the cross-border border. Seeing the prey crossing the border, in desperation, the national counselor drew an arrow and shot it. Unexpectedly, the white deer missed. But he shot a young man who was chasing him from another place.
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Luo Biao didn't expect that the boy who was hit by an arrow that day turned out to be the son of the Crown Princess's second uncle...
During the period when various countries were competing for hegemony, wars occurred from time to time, creating many threats to Nanzhao...
"It's impossible for that young man to be killed by an arrow, right?" Luo Biao said doubtfully.
"Could it be that you are saying that this prince hates you? Can't I force you to 'eat the dead cat'?!" Wang Erlei's eyes widened in anger and his voice was as loud as thunder.
"This..." Luo Biao was about to explain something when he suddenly heard the sound of horns, conch horns, trumpets and drums accompanied by bursts of whimpering that shook the earth. Through the faint morning light, a group of soldiers wearing mourning uniforms came surrounding a coffin and parked it in front of the city gate.
"Open your dog eyes and see if this prince hates you!" Wang Erlei pointed his gun at Luo Biao and said.
"Wait a minute!" Luo Biao was about to draw his bow and shoot downwards when he was stopped by Zhang Si who came with the imperial guards on horseback and guns.
"Your Majesty, this guy is too arrogant. Rong Chen first dampens his spirit." Luo Biao raised his hand and started to play.
"Marshal Luo, this is inappropriate, we'd better go out of the city to meet them."
At this time, the sky was already bright, and the sun was shooting out, passing over the mountains, ancient cities, and the vast land. The rising sun was like blood. In the center of the ancient city, in an open area, a crowd of people divided into two sides and faced each other.
In front of the two armies: a stone's throw away, swords and swords flashing. Wang Erhao, the royal brother of the neighboring king Wang Erhan, flashed out of the formation, his horse neighing and showing off his power.
Zhang Si is riding on a horse, guarded by the Royal Guards, with a solemn and calm expression. Behind him is the imperial palace.
In front of the army formation, Wang Erhao waved his hand, and a row of soldiers wearing filial piety came up carrying a coffin.
Wang Erlei gritted his teeth, glanced at Zhang Si with angry eyes, shouted loudly, and rode forward alone.
Zhang Si prepared to ride his horse to meet him.
Luo Biao shook his head lightly, signaling to the emperor not to go rashly.
Zhang Si hesitated for a moment and then rode towards Wang Erhao.
The two were close to each other, Wang Erhao had an angry and vengeful expression on his face, but at this time, Zhang Si had calmed down.
Wang Erhao's eyes flashed with tears, and he gritted his teeth: "Zhang Si, your imperial advisor shot my son to death..."
Zhang Sichen closed his eyes in pain and shook his head: "Wang Erhao, you, you must have misunderstood."
Wang Erhao: "Misunderstanding? My son is lying in the coffin! Today my army is approaching and I vow to avenge my dead son!"
Zhang Si: "I also just learned from Marshal Luo that your prince was accidentally killed by the imperial master."
Wang Erhao shouted hoarsely: "Manslaughter is also killing!"
Zhang Si's voice was low but sonorous: "Wang Erhao, listen to this king, the country you and your elder brother govern has suffered from severe drought in recent years, and there has been no harvest. Since our two countries got married, I have sent ministers to you every year. Send thirty thousand shi of food to meet our urgent needs. Your brother's daughter is also the crown princess of our country."
Wang Erhao: "Okay! Don't talk to me about kinship, charity, etc. I'm just here to seek justice for my son."
Zhang Si: "Wang Erhao, what do you want me to do to calm the anger in your heart?"
Wang Erhao: "You promise me two conditions."
Zhang Si nodded slightly.
Wang Erhao: "I want you to hand over this old dog of your Imperial Master. He is the culprit and let me cut him into pieces. Also, you must personally wear mourning and escort my son's coffin back to his hometown."
Zhang Si: "Master Shan is the supreme Brahmin Master in our country. I have no right to hand it over to you."
Wang Erhao shouted flatly: "Zhang Si, then we have to meet each other with swords and swords. Where is your son? He is known as the best warrior in Nanzhao Kingdom. He defeated my niece in a martial arts competition. Why, he didn't dare to come out to recognize my second uncle after meeting me?" Well, I thought I was wrong and actually married the palace lord to him."
Zhang Si: "He is in Xihua Palace and doesn't know about this..."
Wang Erhao: "Zhang Si, stop talking nonsense and let's start the battle." After saying that, he turned around and returned to the formation.
Wang Erhao returned to the front of the formation and shouted to Wang Erlei: "Get ready for war!"
Wang Erlei: "Yes." Then with a big wave of his hand, the warrior pulled the bull to the center of the formation, and the two bare-chested warriors holding sharp knives and daggers began to wave in front of the bull like matadors.
The whole place was in a commotion, shouting and cheering, and the antlers, antlers, and trumpets and drums were blaring.
The warrior finally rushed forward, overturned the cow, and inserted the sharp knife into the cow's neck. Blood spurted out. A soldier caught the cow's blood in a basin and brought it to Wang Erhao's horse.
Wang Erhao held the blood in his hands, took a sip, and smeared the rest on his face and body.
The soldiers in the formation shared the same hatred of the enemy and drank the blood of cows one by one and wiped themselves. The scene was extremely heated.
Zhang Si returned to the main formation in frustration and came to Luo Biao: "It seems that we have no choice but to accept the challenge."
"Your Majesty will first retreat to the Prince's Xihua Palace. I will fight here." After Luo Biao finished speaking, he immediately raised his arms and shouted: "Warriors of Nanzhao, the enemy is facing us. The time has come to serve our emperor."
All the warriors shouted: "Kill, kill, kill -" the shouts shook the heaven and the earth.
When Wang Erhao heard the shouts of killing, he snorted contemptuously and waved his hands.
A soldier quickly handed a bow into his hand. Wang Erhao weighed it and shook his head: "Bring me a hard bow."
The other two soldiers carried a hard bow three times the size, and Wang Erhao lifted it into his hands.
The warriors in front of the Western Army were still circling in front of the cow, but for some reason, the cow kept roaring and dodging, and the two warriors could never get close.
Wang Erhao saw it clearly. He lay on his back on the horse, took a deep breath, used his hands and feet together, fully opened the bow, nocked the arrow, and shot at the cow.
The bow and arrow caught the gust of wind and hit the cow's eye and went straight into the brain. The bull ran several circles, struggled, and finally collapsed, twitching...
Zhang Si was surprised. His horse was startled and raised its front hooves, almost knocking Zhang Si off the horse.
Zhang Si's horse was spinning in circles.
Wang Erhao took out another arrow, put it on it, used his hands and feet to release the arrow, and shot at Zhang Si.
Luo Biao jumped up from his horse, waved his sword, deflected the arrow, and flew onto his horse: "Quick, retreat! Return to the city! Protect Your Majesty!"
Under the protection of all the soldiers, Zhang Si hid in the formation.
Seeing that the opponent's army was in disarray, Wang Erhao swung his sword and shouted: "Kill -", taking the lead and charging forward.
For a moment, there was a flash of swords, blood splattered everywhere, and the severed head was kicked by the horse and rolled everywhere. The fighting between the two armies was fierce.
Zhang Si was defeated and retreated towards Nanzhao City. The army entered the city and closed the city gates.
Wang Erhao chased him to the bottom of the city, but was blocked by rolling stones, logs, bows and arrows, and stopped his horse.
Wang Erhao was furious: "Surround the city, and not a single bird can escape!"
Zhang Si's armor was disheveled and he returned to the palace in shock.
The Brahmin bishop Qiu Yunlong was wearing a Brahmin religious uniform. He was at a loss as to what to do. He was as anxious as an ant in a hot nest. He sat on the chair for a while, stood up and walked around the hall. When he saw Zhang Si returning to the palace, he hurriedly came forward to greet him. go.
Qiu Yunlong: "Your Majesty, has Wang Erhao begun to attack the city?"
Zhang Si entered the hall without saying a word, followed by Luo Biao.
Qiu Yunlong asked Luo Biao: "Marshal, did Wang Erhao say something?"
Luo Biao: "He said he would capture you and cut you into pieces."
Qiu Yunlong said tremblingly: "Marshal, you must not sacrifice me."
Luo Biao angrily said: "It's all you, the devil. You could have turned the war into friendship, but you insisted on putting people to death."
Qiu Yunlong: "You brought people out..."
Luo Biao shouted: "You, you said it was God's will!"
Zhang Si sat on the dragon chair and sighed softly: "Don't argue. Imperial Master! Think about what to do."
A guard entered the palace, knelt down and reported: "Report. Wang Erhao has surrounded the city."
Zhang Si closed his eyes and waved his hand gently: "I understand."
Qiu Yunlong: "Your Majesty, what should I do?"
Zhang Si was as calm as ever: "Whether it's a siege or an attack. How can we be a match for the 200,000 elite soldiers he borrowed from who knows how many countries? It's only a matter of time before the city is broken. For now, "Ji, our life or death is no longer important. The most important thing is how to calm Wang Erhao's resentment and stop him from killing innocent people indiscriminately after breaking the city..."
Qiu Yunlong: "Your Majesty, it's not a pity to have an old man. Wang Erhao just wants my head. You can agree to him. But it is absolutely impossible for you to wear a mourning."
Zhang Si: "I will never agree. I would rather have the jade broken than the whole thing."
Another guard came to report: "Your Majesty, Wang Erhao has begun to attack the city, and the west gate is in danger."
Luo Biao: "I'll go. Your Majesty, take care." After saying that, he picked up the sword and walked out of the palace.
Zhang Si then sighed: "God has no eyes! I, Zhang Si, have dealt with neighboring countries and governed the world with virtue. Since I inherited the inheritance of my ancestors, the weather has been good and the grain has been abundant for more than ten years. I never thought that the people would live in peace and prosperity. To end the disaster of destroying the country today."
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The night slowly falls and the sky becomes dark.
The siege continued, and the shouts shook the heaven and the earth. Looking from a distance, under the night cover, Nanzhao City was surrounded by the army like an iron barrel.
The torch gradually lit up, like a ring of fire about to burn down an isolated city.
Outside the west city wall, a life and death duel is going on. Wang Erhao commanded the soldiers to attack the city with all their strength.
Huge trees hit the city gate, and chants continued.
Cloud ladders, bamboo ladders, stones, rolling logs, bows and arrows. Howling, shouting...
The scene is spectacular, heroic and tragic——
A soldier in rattan armor climbed half way up the city wall, and was stabbed in the abdomen by a sharp spear poked out of the city wall. Blood spattered everywhere, and he fell from the air with a howl.
The rattan armor worn by another soldier had been turned into a hedgehog by bows and arrows, but he still climbed up tenaciously and was smashed into meat patties by rolling stones rolling down from the city.
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On the city wall, Marshal Luo Biao ascended the city. He analyzed the situation and ordered the soldiers: "Get the oil."
A soldier came over with a bucket of fuel and placed it next to Luo Biao. Luo Biao tore off his shirt, tore it into pieces, wrapped it around the bow and arrow, and dipped it in the oil.
Under the city, Wang Erhao was furious when he saw Luo Biao ascending the city: "Luo Biao, listen, after I break the city, the first thing I will do is to kill your whole family and then cut you into pieces..."
Luo Biao: "Wang Erhao, listen to my words and retreat immediately, otherwise, there will be one more coffin..."
Wang Erhao: "I have two hundred thousand vine-armored soldiers who are invulnerable. How long can you hold on?"
Luo Biao looked up to the sky and laughed: "It is true that the vine-armored soldiers are invulnerable, but Uncle Wang, did you ever remember that when my prince married your niece, your brother gave a vine-armored garment to my prince, and he gave it to me as a gift after he came back?" Handsome, and ordered me not to wear them when going into battle, do you know what the reason is?"
Wang Erhao shook his head, puzzled.
Luo Biao: "This thing is made of tung oil and is as tough as a spring. Although it is said to be invulnerable, it is also a fatal disaster."
Wang Erhao smiled contemptuously and said noncommittally: "You are about to die, what kind of rhetoric do you have?"
Luo Biao: "Your Highness, if you don't believe me, you can give it a try and see clearly." After saying that, he lit the bow arrow with tinder, fully drew the bow, and shot at a vine-armored soldier who was struggling to climb the city.
The bow and arrow hit the soldier with a string of fire dragons. In an instant, the soldier turned into a burning man.
He fell down from the city wall and stumbled towards the formation. The soldiers nearby got out of the way, fearing that they would not be able to get away from him.
The soldiers guarding the city followed suit one after another, firing rockets like dragons and screaming incessantly.
The enemy's position was in great disarray.
Wang Erhao was horrified and furious, and ordered: "Wang Erlei, order the withdrawal of troops, camp on the spot, and fight again tomorrow."
Luo Biao looked up to the sky and roared.
As night approached, Zhang Si convened the ministers in the main hall to discuss matters. Qiu Yunlong, with hazy eyes, sat on the Grand Master's chair next to the throne and dozed off. Behind him stood his Brahmin nephew Vanshi.
Luo Biao strode into the hall.
Zhang Si: "Marshal Luo, how is the war going?"
Luo Biao: "Your Majesty, Wang Erhao's Tengjia Army has been destroyed by my rockets. It has stopped attacking the city and has set up camps around the outside of the city. It's just..."
Zhang Si: "It's just something, Marshal, please tell me."
Luo Biao: "It's just that none of the three groups of messengers I sent out have broken through. It seems that foreign aid is no longer possible. We can only hold on."
Zhang Si: "General, can you tell me how long we can hold on?"
Luo Biao: "Your Majesty! We can only defend for a while now. It's just because the Tengjia Army is afraid of fire. If they go into battle naked, their military strength will be greatly reduced, so there is nothing to be afraid of. Just be afraid that the weather will change."
Qiu Yunlong opened his eyes instantly: "What if the weather has changed?"
