With a "swish" sound, a feather arrow was shot from Jia's Fort and landed more than ten steps in front of Murong Ping's horse's hooves.
On horseback, Murong Ping, who was in his early fifties, looked at the arrows on the ground with an indifferent expression, and waved to Jia's Fort. The command flag was waving behind him, and three thousand people on the left wing were moving forward with shields.
But then one after another, as if they had eyes, they penetrated through the gaps between the sword and shield hands, knocking down more than twenty people on the spot.
And with every step he took, more than ten people would fall.
Although not many people were shot and killed, they were difficult to prevent and had a huge impact on morale.
Murong Ping turned a blind eye, and Yan Jun's soldiers could only continue to move forward.
A Yan general roared out and charged forward with a sword and shield, but before he could run a few steps, an arrow whizzed over, penetrated his mouth, and nailed him to the ground...
The surrounding soldiers gasped and their progress slowed down.
Murong Ping praised him from the back: "Excellent shot!"
The Yan army's feeble attack was easily repelled.
"Who is the guard in the fort?"
"Jia Jian, the Commander-in-Chief of Zhao Palace." Many people in the Yan army came from the Bohai Sea and knew the basics.
Murong Ping stroked his long beard and said, "Such a superb shot is unparalleled in the world. The small Yiwu Fortress can actually withstand my army of 20,000 for more than ten days. This man is quite talented and can be recruited to surrender!"
At the same time, Fuyang County.
The Yan army besieged the city for several days but failed to break through.
The two cavalrymen walked out of the Yan army's formation and slowly walked towards the city, "Pang Yue, why don't we go out of the city to talk?"
The person who spoke had gray beard and hair, and his face was covered with wrinkles like fish scales, but his eyes were extremely bright in the cold wind.
This person is Feng Yi, the Prime Minister of Yan State and General Wucai. The Yan army's attack on Hebei was precisely based on his and Murong Chui's proposal.
Feng's ancestral home is in Bohai, and he and Pang Yue are family friends.
Feng Yi came forward in person, with only one horseman by his side. Pang Yue had always been generous and generous, so he naturally went out of the city to meet him.
After a few pleasantries, he directly persuaded him to surrender.
"Ran Min was cruel and easy to kill. He was not inferior to Stone Tiger. He killed Li Nong first and Wei Huan later. His defeat and defeat happened either day or night. The pattern of success or failure is obvious and easy to see. King Yan's virtue is outstanding in the world, and he fights for justice. The conquerors are invincible. Now the capital is Ji, with Zhao and Wei in the south, and the people from far and near are returning home. The people are tired of the poison, and they are eager to think of the right way. And the king of Yan started the king's business, and he was humble and virtuous. If you can change the plan, then If you have meritorious deeds such as Jiang and Guan, why should you become a general who will subjugate your country and guard an isolated city to await the inevitable disaster?"
These words made Pang Yue feel sad.
Although Ran Min achieved a series of victories on the battlefield, he was still unable to change Ran Wei's predicament.
Executing the old minister Wei Jian's family was even more unpopular.
Wei Huan successively served as the governor of seven counties in Hebei Province. He governed the local area and provided relief to the people. He was very famous. Ran Min even killed him, who else could not kill him?
Pang Yue was melancholy, but he did not give in. "Since I have surrendered to Wei, how can I serve Yan? You don't need to say anything. If Wei is here, this Bohai Sea will no longer be the land of the Murong family!"
Feng Yi stared at Pang Yue, saw his resolute expression, and winked at the attendant beside him.
The entourage suddenly rushed up and held Pang Yue's horse down. With a "Hey", he knocked the horse to the ground.
The war horse was neighing, and Pang Yue struggled to get up, but was tightly held by the man's hands and lifted up.
Pang Yue has practiced martial arts since he was a child and is proficient in bow and horse. He was caught off guard and was controlled by others. He was shocked and angry. As the Prime Minister of Yan State, Feng Yi was so despicable, "You——"
"I'm sorry!" Feng Yi laughed a few times and rode away before the defenders left the city.
The cold wind howled on the land of Hebei, a few snowflakes fell in the sky, and a light snow fell.
A dozen mounted scouts came running from the northeast, carrying a few pale patches of white on their heads and shoulders.
"Captain, the Yan army captured Fuyang and captured Bohai Governor Pang Yue alive. They are rushing towards Nanpi with their troops."
The mountain south and the water north are called Zhiyang, and Fuyang is located in the south of Fushui. It is an important town to resist the Yan army's southward march to the Bohai Sea. Once this city is broken, the gate to the Bohai Sea will be opened.
Chang Wei frowned, "Fuyang is Pang Yue's hometown, why was it attacked so easily?"
This time the Yan army went south, but the progress was not smooth.
Murong Chui was blocked at Lukou, Le'an (in today's Raoyang County, Hebei Province), and Murong Ke's attack on Zhongshan was unfavorable. Murong Ping's group going south actually did not go well either, encountering firm resistance from the Bohai powerful.
"The Prime Minister of the Yan State, Feng Yi, deceived him into making a promise and captured him in front of the battle."
"Feng Yi Shi Yan, a veteran of three dynasties, never thought of doing something like this." Chang Wei couldn't help but shake his head.
"So, the Bohai Sea is in danger!" Li Yue looked at the snowflakes floating in the air.
The Feng family was originally a powerful force in the Bohai Sea and had a strong foundation here. Quan County must have surrendered to the Yan Kingdom.
"If Pang Yue is captured, the Yan people will be despised by the heroes of the Bohai Sea. At this moment, the governor might as well make a big fanfare and send orders to various places to calm people's hearts!" said the young man sent by the Cui family to accompany him.
He is fifteen or sixteen years old. Although he is not as handsome as Cui Jin, he is still well-groomed.
Children from a noble family are naturally extraordinary.
The Cui family did not fare well in Cao Wei, but they flourished during the Southern and Northern Dynasties.
And his words made everyone's eyes brighten. Seeing that he was young, they didn't take him seriously at first. They just thought he was sent by the Cui family to contact him, but they didn't want to have such knowledge.
Chang Wei said: "May I ask your honorable name?"
"Don't dare, little Cui Hong."
"Jizhou prodigy Cui Hong?" Chang Wei was surprised.
Cui Hong smiled shyly, "It's just a matter of asking questions among the clans. I have little talent and little knowledge. How can I be called a child prodigy?"
Li Yue glanced at Chang Wei. He had lived in Hebei for a long time and knew a lot about the people in Hebei. There were not many people who could catch his eye.
Just this kind of humility surpasses many people.
"My brother is also from the Cui family. Heiyun and the Cui family should be part of the same family. You don't need to see anyone outside." Li Yue naturally wanted to win over him.
Cui Hong cupped his hands and said, "General Cui is my uncle, and the Governor is also my uncle."
Li Yue was "greatly comforted" by the fact that he was young but well-rounded and worthy of being a descendant of the Cui family.
Of course, people in this era were generally precocious. Women would get married and have children at the age of twelve or thirteen, men would go to work in the fields at the age of five or six, and pick up swords and go to the battlefield at the age of twelve or thirteen. Naturally, they cannot be compared with those of later generations.
Troubled times also make people mentally mature.
"Very good, very good. Do you think our army can stop the Yan army this time?" Li Yue said, approaching.
"My nephew thinks that the governor will win." Cui Hong also hit the snake with the stick, and his title changed.
"Oh? You might as well tell me in detail."
"The purpose of the Yan army's march south is not to Jidong, but to sit back and watch the battle of Xiangguo. Now it is blocked at Lukou and the second at Zhongshan. The Yan army has lost its vigor. If the governor can stop the Yan army at the Bohai Sea, Murong Jun's situation will be It's a big disadvantage. It's freezing cold and the roads are blocked by heavy snow. How can Yan's army of more than 100,000 men hang out for a long time?"
Cui Hong's gentle tone was somewhat similar to Cui Jin's.
Chang Wei said: "Then where should our army start?"
"Jidong is powerful, and the Feng family's heart is in the Yan Kingdom. Pang Yue was captured, and the remaining three families are Liu, Gao, and Jia. Now Murong Ping is besieging Jia's Fort. Jia Jian is deeply popular in the people and cannot be allowed to surrender to Murong. Shi!"
"Good!" Li Yue nodded.
(End of chapter)
