Chapter 200: Zhaolin Chapter 7--Family and Country

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As the saying goes,

Heaven hides the auspicious clouds and the ten thousand feet of light,

The earth is covered with precious beauty and thousands of awns,

Everyone has known since ancient times that blood is thick and water is thick,

Which Xiao royal family cut off the umbilical sac.

Later, it was said that Zhaolin was brave and fierce and bullied Goryeo. Goryeo and Russia had also been subordinated for many years and had deep feelings. The Koreans went to the tsar to cry and complained that a large number of their soldiers had died. They hoped to offer Zhaolin to calm their anger and prove the peace between the two countries. Friendly diplomatic relations.

After reading the credentials, Zhang Lang didn't dare to say a word and bent his back to hide his.

The Supreme Emperor dropped the cup in his hand, and everyone was so frightened that they immediately knelt down.

It took two sticks of incense to burn, but the Supreme Emperor held his forehead with his hand and said nothing.

After a long time, the Emperor suddenly said: "Your Majesty, what do you think? Get up and talk." The majestic emperor had no confidence at all, and his knees were so weak.

Upon hearing this, Zhaojia quickly stood up and replied: "Your Majesty, the territory of Dameng was conquered inch by inch by our ancestors, and it cannot be ceded. As for offering Prince Yi, it will hurt the royal family's face." There was no way, Huang Ama only had to frown, He felt that he was so scared that he was diagnosed with a disease when he was a child.

The Supreme Emperor stood up after hearing this, "My eighth and eleventh uncles broke up with Huang Kao back then, but they were all sent to Ninggu Pagoda, where they died and were buried by the Nen River. They were shameless. If we want Ninggu Pagoda, we want to drive a nail into our empire. If we want Ninggu Pagoda today, we may not need the Forbidden City tomorrow! But now we have elite Eight Banners stationed in the four borders. Where can we send extra soldiers? Rush to help. And winter has arrived."

The Supreme Emperor choked up. This was the most complete solution for Dameng. Now only the nearly 200,000 garrison troops with Zhenghuang Banner near the capital could be mobilized. However, there were fewer people to assist. It was like moths rushing to the flame. There are too many, and the capital is empty. If Tsarist Russia raises an army to break through the Mongolian border and go south to the capital, everything will be over.

"You all retreat, Your Majesty, you stay."

Everyone left the room, Zhaojia stood aside.

"Your Majesty, Zhaolin only has 70,000 soldiers and no supplies yet, but he can only defend Ninggu Pagoda by himself, and he must hold it down. Let Zhaolin hold on until spring."

In the second half of the sentence, even if you are close relatives, you must remember that the country of Dameng is the most important. The Supreme Emperor choked up several times and did not say this sentence. He was his son, he was the one she brought up, he was the pride of Dameng's martial arts, and he didn't know if the emperor's spirit in heaven would blame him.

Seeing that the Emperor's expression was wrong, Zhaojia quickly replied, "My dear sir, please bear this in mind."

The Supreme Emperor patted Zhaojia on the shoulder and returned to Yangxin Hall.

Zhaolin stood at the top of the city, nibbling on a small frozen pear that Hachaer got for him from somewhere.

Looking from a distance, the Russian army is in the south, the Korean army is in the north, and the east and west armies are connected. The surroundings of Ninggu Pagoda are already blocked by water.

Outside the city wall, the smell of roasting sheep and the cheerful singing and dancing of the old men were wafting. This made the soldiers guarding the city, who had not tasted meat in nearly half a month, feel particularly tortured.

Seeing this, Zhaolin frowned and asked, "Master Hachar, how many days can the food last?"

Khazar cupped his fists and replied: "Your Majesty, the food is gone. Kill the spare horses. Without affecting the combat effectiveness of the soldiers, we can only eat for two days."

Hearing this, Zhaolin dropped the remaining frozen pear in his hand and said, "Well, let the brothers have a good meal tonight, and you will rush out from the east with your troops early tomorrow morning."

Hacha'er suddenly stared and asked, "What about you, my lord?"

Zhaolin turned around and smiled, "I can't leave the people of this city behind."

That night, Zhaolin slept very early and deeply. When he woke up in the morning, he felt his mouth was dry. Zhaolin picked up a cup of tea beside the bed, only to find that it was warm. After two sips, the tea was But it's sour.

When he took another look, he found that his armor was missing.

After throwing on a blouse at random, Zhaolin rushed out of the room, only to see Hachaer standing outside the house, with two soldiers helping him put on Zhaolin's armor.

Zhaolin could tell at a glance what his Master Ha was going to do. With a bold sentence in his mouth, before he could shout out, he felt the world spinning and fell to the ground.

Hachaer pushed away the two soldiers, rushed over and picked up Zhaolin, shouting to the people next to him, "How much sweat medicine have you taken? Didn't I tell you not to take too much? This stuff is harmful to your body. Brother, no matter what happens with Prince He Shuoyi, you will all be executed!"

"Commander Ha, you also know that Prince Yi, who has a strong body, is useless if he puts less of it. Don't worry, they asked the doctor in the city that this is just the right amount for five people. No matter how much it is, it will be useless." Prince Yi was half confused and became violent, and the rest of us would really be dead."

When Zhaolin opened his eyes again, he was awakened by the deafening killing sound. Although he was conscious at this time, he only felt that his whole body was weak and shaking violently. When he opened his eyes with difficulty, he saw that he was He was put on a group of horses and ran wildly, surrounded by cavalry with blue flags and armor.

Zhaolin knew clearly that Master Ha must have wanted to pretend to be him to break out of the encirclement, and then let the people below take him to escape!

Zhaolin became fierce and bit the tip of his tongue. Severe pain came, and the soreness and weakness in his whole body disappeared immediately.

Zhaolin perked up, raised his body, straightened his horse, and looked back.

It would be better if he didn't look at it. Looking at it, Zhaolin felt very uncomfortable. The originally mighty army with blue flags now had only a few dozen people left. When the surrounding soldiers saw that Zhaolin had woken up, they drove their horses to run wildly and leaned against each other. come over.

"Prince Yi! I am the deputy general of the Xianglan Banner, and Commander Ha leads the two flags of Xianghuang and White to break out from the south. Most of the Xianglan Banners are disguised as civilians and stay in the city to prepare for the internal and external attacks in the future. We are the guards of Commander Ha, and we have an order. Protect your retreat eastward!"

Zhaolin looked far to the south and heard only the roar of cannons, the sound of killings, and the banners covering the sun.

The Russian army's cannons are notoriously accurate and far more powerful than Dameng's homemade red cannons. Master Ha must be suffering from the front, but his small team is quietly attracted by the southern army's breakout. Rush to the east.

Zhaolin felt furious and turned his horse to go back: "No, I want to go back to save Master Ha! You follow me!"

The lieutenant general hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "Prince Yi, even if a few of the younger ones died here, they still have to stop you. Commander Ha has worked very hard. You are the leader of the royal family, the Dameng God of War, and the hope and symbol of our victory. You must You can’t be captured! Besides, so many brothers have died during the breakout, wouldn’t it be in vain if you go over now?”

Zhaolin was heartbroken, but he also knew that what the lieutenant said was reasonable.

Zhaolin knew that if he lost, his emperor would be sad for a long time, but he would never be heartbroken.

Huang Ama cannot allow himself to be fettered by emotions and affect his judgment. Dameng Jiangshan is the person he is closest to.

Therefore, the lack of reinforcements for so long means that Huang Ama has deployed heavy troops to protect the capital, and these reinforcements will not come before spring.