Hezhou City.
Zhao Qingyun stood on the top of the city, his face silent and hesitant.
"General Zhao, there is another messenger from Wangzhou Old Soldier Camp asking for help."
Lowering his head, Zhao Qingyun only saw a white-haired figure in robes and armor, kneeling in front of Hezhou City, crying and shouting.
"General, still don't open the city gate?"
"not open."
Zhao Qingyun walked calmly, turned around and walked towards the city wall.
He heard that his old friend Xiao Dongjia in the inner city had already become a prime minister, but he foolishly gave up his official robe and became a commoner who was laughed at.
He didn't understand why he was being pretentious about the wealth he had finally won. It doesn't matter if you are a little wronged, it doesn't matter if you live under someone else's roof. Once you are rich and noble in your life, spreading the branches of your family is the most important thing.
Just like him, in just one year, he was promoted from a junior lieutenant in Tongzi Camp, Wangzhou, to the title of General of the Northern Expedition, and a general of Dingbian.
"After all, the paths are different."
Walking into the Zhongjun tent, Zhao Qingyun took a hard breath before raising his head and looking at the figure in front of him.
"General Zhao, another soldier is asking for help."
The speaker was a young Central Plains man wearing a white robe. On his right ear, he wore a golden ring that Beidi people liked.
"It's been a long time, but General Zhao still hasn't made a decision." The young man sighed.
"Huang Daochun, are you Ji Ren?"
"No, I am from Di now." The young man smiled, "I entered Hezhou alone this time because I hope General Zhao will think clearly that Beidi's entry into the Central Plains is an irreversible trend."
"Throughout the ages, it has always been a disaster for foreigners to take over the Central Plains." Zhao Qingyun frowned.
"General Zhao is wrong." Huang Daochun shook his head, "Beidi was born in the grassland, the land is barren, and the grains are not abundant. In order to survive, he will plunder the border cities and counties of the Epoch. In other words, if Beidi takes over In the Central Plains, with fertile land and millions of people, it will definitely not be the same as before."
"What will happen?" Zhao Qingyun sneered.
"The newly enthroned emperor of Daji, I heard, is also a foolish emperor. At least, my lord is wise and powerful, and will not do stupid things like draining the people."
"Tuobahu will probably be very happy to have a loyal dog like you."
Huang Daochun smiled slightly, without any anger at all.
"General Zhao, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The inner city is in chaos, the three states are trying to stand on their own, and other Dingbian generals are waiting to see what happens. My Lord has said that as long as General Zhao is willing, he will seal the right King Guli is equivalent to the King of Daji."
Zhao Qingyun did not answer or drive him away, and hesitantly walked out of the military tent again.
"General Zhao, Wangzhou City cannot be defended. This time, the King of Yuzhou who is behind Hezhou, you have to be careful. I may stab you."
Zhao Qingyun gritted his teeth and suddenly remembered Chang Xiaotang's nonsense in Laoguan.
"General."
At this time, a servant came hurriedly.
"General, the military report has been received."
"read."
"The former prime minister and assistant Xu Mu came out of Laoguan and led an army of 40,000 -"
Zhao Qingyun's expression changed drastically, he quickly grabbed the military report and read it carefully. After reading it, he paused on the spot, not knowing what he was thinking.
"General?"
"Don't talk." Zhao Qingyun closed his eyes and quickly calculated in his mind.
…
At the top of Wangzhou City, veteran Lian Yong was also making plans. Unlike Zhao Qingyun, he was planning how to defend Wangzhou City.
He knew how many people had died for this Wangzhou City. The little boss was even more brave. With only two thousand troops, he held back the hundreds of thousands of Beidi troops. Then he came with his troops and won a great victory.
"General, there is still no reply from Hezhou."
Lian Yong sighed silently. The new emperor seemed to be a mediocre emperor after he ascended the throne. At this time, there was no imperial edict urging reinforcements to go to Hezhou.
"General, it's still the same as last year... Even after changing the emperor, he still doesn't care about the country."
"Shut up." Lian Yong bulged his eyes, "Don't discuss the government indiscriminately. If you eat the emperor's salary, you will be loyal to the emperor! Don't forget that you are a judge. If everyone is like you, how can this dynasty rise?"
Turning back, Lian Yong pressed the old knife on his waist, his eyes unconsciously filled with worry.
In front of the north gate of Wangzhou City, more than 100,000 Beidi troops have begun to camp, and they will start to attack the key points in a short time.
Even though it is a pass-through city, Wangzhou's city wall is already as old and mottled as it is old.
"I heard from the people in Wangzhou that right where I was standing, there was once an old official who had no choice but to retreat. He went to the top of the city with an old sword... and there were three thousand tubes of battalions. , also fought to the death with the Beidi army on this city wall without retreating."
"Seven hundred miles away in Yongguan, the story of General Li's ironclad character makes me sleepless at night every time I think of it."
"They will be thinking about one thing until they die."
"General, what is it?"
"Daji, my country."
The standing Lao Pi was silent for a long time, and his eyes, like Lian Yong's, gradually showed a passionate fighting spirit.
Under the city wall.
Many Wangzhou people who had finally returned home were repeating the tragedy of last year, wailing and dragging their families with them, carrying a few luggage, and preparing to leave Wangzhou.
Fortunately, there were no refugees outside the North City Gate this time. The seven hundred miles from Yongguan to Wangzhou is already a land of bones.
Lian Yong closed his eyes.
The 100,000 Beidi army only relies on 20,000 old soldiers in the city. Even if they fight to the death, it is estimated that it will be very difficult.
Woo, woo--
The horn trombones of the Beidi people began to ring in my ears.
The old soldiers with pale hair carried their arrow pots on their backs, grabbed their bamboo bows, tied on their robes and armor and waist knives, and started running towards the city wall.
Lian Yong opened his eyes, and his silver-white beard and hair were suddenly lifted by the strong wind.
He took off his iron bow and held it tightly in anger.
"The Di dog has not been exterminated, and the hair on the temples has begun to fall! Thousands of miles of vast Central Plains, please look at me. Twenty thousand old soldiers camp, willing to die to serve the country."
"If Di Gou wants to see Wangzhou, please step over our corpses first!"
"Old men, let me teach you how to fight this battle for the last time!"
"Raise your bow!"
…
Xu Mu stopped his horse, frowned and raised his head, looking at the sky yellowed by dust.
"Yu Wen, how far is it?"
"General, we are less than 700 miles away from Hezhou." Yu Wen clasped his fists beside him.
On both sides of the official road, there were still refugees fleeing from Hezhou, driving carriages or carrying luggage, wailing all the way to the inner city.
It was the same last year. The disaster in Beidi has reached the point of shaking the national system.
What kind of world is this? The court has no virtue, the people are helpless, and the rivers and mountains for thousands of miles are slowly collapsing.
"March quickly!" Xu Mu gritted his teeth and turned around to urge.
"General Xu has an order, we are waiting for an urgent march!"
The long snake-like procession quickly meandered through the stacks of refugees, through the sky full of sand and dust, and rushed towards the border in a hurry.
