"So, the other troops from the Guanzhong area from Shu area have merged with the original attacking troops in the pass, and have invaded the imperial city Da Nei and Nan Nei Xingqing Palace?"
Zhou Huaian suddenly gave birth to the illusion of "I didn't exert much effort, you fell down in a hurry".
Of course, Zhou Huaian was not like Emperor Yang of Sui. Because of the performance in his bones, he even turned the serious national survival campaign into a ridiculous personal show. He rushed to the road to death again and again, preferring to let the frontline soldiers. To give up the easy victories and victories, but also to satisfy the stupid second generation ancestor who has a sense of personal accomplishment.
Speaking of it, compared to this ugly country where he would rather wrap silk on the tree instead of letting the poor in the capital have his stomach full, he may be on the ugly land where the air will be so free that people cannot breathe after more than a thousand years. The omniscient, omnipotent, understands Wang Dazhi better than anyone else, and can have a lot of common language with him.
However, no matter how Zhou Huaian announced business as usual, orders to disrupt the deployment and operation of forward operations are strictly prohibited. With the success stories ahead, Zhou Huai'an's marching speed involuntarily accelerated a lot; as it got closer to Chang'an, the atmosphere and emotions in the army became more ardent and high-pitched.
And on the top of the wall where the East Palace and Shaoyangyuan in the imperial city of Chang'an City are located, Zhang Dianyan, the deputy envoy of Jiedu, the Lingyan (Suofang) Jiedu, who has been instructed to continuously strengthen the fortifications and is also surrounded by many subordinates Next, to a general who had escaped, Ben Han Xun said in disbelief:
"what do you mean?"
"There is no other meaning, just to pass a word to the emperor..."
Han Xun, who had escaped from the dead and was embarrassed, shook his voice as he stared at him:
"The Lingjun said that the Shuofang army has been defending the borders and protecting the border for a long time, and has not been contaminated with many blood debts of harming the people; so it is less meritorious and should not be on the same day as the divine strategy army..."
"The greedy rat generation! An Gan talks to disrupt our military's mind. It is time to kill the law and then fight the thieves to the death."
However, the next moment Zhang Dianyan interrupted him furiously, and without hesitation he staggered and cut, but he could not continue to cut.
Because his arm holding the knife was already hugged by the marching Sima next to him, Li Xuanli, who came from the far branch clan, was still persuading him:
"Make you cautious... Make you cautious, it's about the life and death of these thousands of children, and let him kill after he finishes talking..."
With this delay, Han Xun, under the threat of a knife, couldn't help but Nono said again:
"As long as you are willing to give up your weapons and surrender, you can save your life; after screening, you can return to your hometown by yourself and return the road capital..."
"Ignore the emperor's grace and the court's righteousness, bastard things..."
Zhang Dianyan became more and more angry, but couldn't get rid of it for a while. He couldn't help but let go of the hilt and pulled out Li Xuanli's portable dagger, screaming on the opponent's abdomen and pushing it to the ground. Then he raised the blood-stained blade and roared:
"This is the case for those who dare to make a peace with the thief! Come, and I will smash this thief into ten thousand pieces, and throw the thief into the righteous military..."
Seeing this, he could not help but be shocked and loudly responded:
"promise.."
"I..."
However, in the next moment, a bloody sharp blade protruded from Zhang Dianyan's chest, and immediately pierced the bold words he was about to utter from his heart and put it into his mouth. Then came the second and third blades that pierced into the gap between his waist and under his ribs.
Zhang Dianyan, who was heartbroken and lost his voice on the spot, could only stare at the faces that stabbed him with a knife and stabbed him with stunned eyes. They were both so familiar and extraordinarily unfamiliar.
Then, there was one of the veteran with gray hair and weathered face, the official worshiped Li Jun of Lingzhou, his face hesitated to support his dumped body and said in pain:
"At the festival, at the festival, the last moment of your martyrdom with one heart and the country is naturally admirable and admired..."
"But my Shuofang children have shed all their blood for the country from generation to generation; but I don't want to continue to bleed."
"At the beginning, in order to apply for the grandfather's sign, but gritted his teeth and held back tears, all the young and old men were drawn out. Did we say nothing?"
"Now that the mansion will fall, and the country will be gone, even Zheng Tang has no hope; is it not allowed for us, young and old, to find a way to survive?"
"I'm old, and I don't dare to think about my fame, wealth, and future; I just want to bring these young and old men who can still move and see my family alive..."
After speaking these resolute words, while putting down the deadly Zhang Dianyan against the wall, the veteran Li Jun turned his head to face the other generals who looked dazed and horrified, and said:
"Vitality is here, are you willing to believe me again?"
As a result, before dark a few hours later, the largest established resistance force in the imperial city, the remaining more than 3,000 Shuo Fang soldiers wounded more than 300 people in the inevitable infighting. After cutting off more than two hundred human heads, he put down his weapons and disappeared invisible.
Then, as a chain reaction, the Tianxiong army entrenched in the Xi Neiyuan and Hanguang Hall, under the leadership of Jieduzhu Qiu Gongyu, dropped all the heavy possessions, and desperately broke through to the West Xuanwu Gate; The group of riding camps that rushed to the camp failed to succeed regardless of the enemy's obstacles on the spot.
Qin Chengjiedu, who led the cavalry and the soldiers, rushed back and forth to make Qiu Gongyu, and he was injured by a grenadier and rolled off his horse's leg. The rest of his troops were lost in morale and fled. Afterwards, hundreds of defenders in the Xixuanwu Gate who wanted to open the door to escape were also forced to surrender on the spot by a small team of Taiping selected fronts blocked in the doorway.
So after night fell, a city platform filled with smoky scorching marks, broken arrows and bullet holes. Wang Hongfan, who was wrapped up with more than half of his body, was able to sit on the ground and eat a battlefield-style dinner.
Although, it was just crushed with compressed grains and pressed with water to produce large and thin pancakes, rolled with large pieces of steamed soybeans dug out of the can and fried blood sausage, and then smeared with thick and roasted flax. sauce.
But it seems that the heavy sweat, blood, and burnt odors in the air diffused by the night breeze can't stop him from having an appetite with the tea in the kettle. The old medical soldier, who was looking at his injury while wearing a goatee and white, reminded:
"You've already shed a lot of blood.. Be careful not to exert any more mortal strength... If you really want to break the wound apart, it will not be so easy to stop and heal..."
"It doesn't matter, we still have the strength. As long as we open a large can of meat and eat a few more bowls of rice, it will make up for it..."
Not long ago, a general was beaten to death with his fist, but Wang Hongfan, who deterred and captured more than a dozen people, chewed on a mouthful of meat and said vaguely:
However, at the next moment before his voice fell, the whistle and the voice of the call were once again sounded under the city, and Zhang Dong, who was returning to the camp amidst the gathered fire, called out:
"Follow me as much as I can..."
"Prepare to go out of the city to block the remnants of Bei Nei who escaped..."
Wang Hongfan, who was on the head of the city, couldn't help but jumped up and shouted:
"Count me in"
And with the firelight information transmitted by the signal tower on the siding under the night, the staggered rotation in the city of Chang'an bursts. Zheng Qi, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, who was in the corner of the Daming Palace in the north, was also simple and solemnly reviewing on the wall inside the Chongxuan Gate, an armed force that faithfully followed his way.
Standing at the forefront are more than a thousand good riders selected from the various divisions of the former Shence Army. Even the men and horses are fully equipped with armored riders armed to the teeth; after that, there are 2,000 black shirt soaps in an array. The sons of Shence in the robe, but their condition is a bit uneven, and there are even people with injuries.
Finally, there are dozens of reinforced carts of various colors; inside are loaded with various treasure books and utensils that can be taken on the road, as well as some important members of the gate and the branch. Behind them, in the direction of Longweipo and Mingtang, the shimmering fire light ignited by the mortal after the death had risen.
"Just go to Xianyang to stand alone, and then wait for the opportunity to retreat to Xiaoguan. As long as the old man survives, whether in Lingwu (Lingzhou) or Wuwei (Liangzhou), you can set up the banner of Datang again..."
He said this to Zheng Huangyan, Qi Kejian and others around him: (End of this chapter)