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"Don't worry, Marshal. General Yang Wenping has been on the battlefield for ten years and is quite experienced. He even faced Han Jinshan, the best general in South Korea, without a single defeat. A mere unknown Mao Mengji is no problem for him."

Zou Renbiao was riding on the horse, looking calm and composed, swaying back and forth, his mouth grinning as if he was eighty thousand.

Together with Xiang Ying, he arrived late with the follow-up 20,000 troops.

This is the reserve force prepared in case the first wave of attack goes smoothly. If everything goes as planned, Qinghe County will be captured tonight.

Before the troops reached the front, they saw that at the end of the neat team was the towering Qinghe County. The suspension bridge was raised, drums beat, and the soldiers shouted.

"Marshal! Listen!"

"drink!"

"drink!"

"drink!"

The resounding cry of victory finally brought a hint of smile to Xiang Ying's serious face.

Zou Renbiao shouted excitedly: "Hahahaha, Marshal, we won!"

Xiang Ying stroked his beard with satisfaction: "Haha, this Mao Mengji really doesn't have much ability. I really should have listened to you at the beginning, otherwise Qinghe County would be in our hands now."

"It's not too late now! Marshal, Mao Mengji is dead. Order the attack on the city! The entire Daqian will surrender to you!"

"Okay! Let's go!"

Xiang Ying and Zou Renbiao had already decided where to have a celebratory drink, and they whipped their horses to speed forward.

The soldiers noticed the movement in the rear and automatically made way for them to pass.

Xiang Ying was full of heroic spirit and powerful momentum. He drew his sword and was about to shout to attack.

Then I saw a young general in black robe on the other side of the river walking into the city with a spear in hand.

This doesn't look like Yang Wenping at all.

Since it’s not Yang Wenping, then who is lying on the ground?

"Report! General! General Yang Wenping was killed in his fight with Mao Mengji after less than one round!"

"What!??"

Xiang Ying was so frightened that he nearly dropped his sword. Zou Renbiao was so frightened that he jumped off his horse, grabbed the soldier by the collar, and asked, "How could this happen?"

"Military Advisor, that young enemy general was wielding a spear with incredible skill. General Yang Wenping underestimated him and was killed."

"this......"

It turns out that the shouts came from the Daqian soldiers, not ours!

Oh my God, who is this Mao Mengji?

Xiang Ying recovered and said, "It seems that we still cannot underestimate the enemy. Pass on my order, retreat."

"Marshal! We must not retreat!"

"Why?"

Zou Renbiao approached Xiang Ying's horse, bowed, and said anxiously, "General, even if Mao Mengji has some martial arts skills, that's only his own. I don't believe the Qinghe County garrison can match his abilities. Besides, we've come such a long way. If we retreat without even trying, how can we explain this to His Majesty? And how can we explain this to those soldiers who want to make a name for themselves!"

In fact, the original purpose of this expedition was to test the strength of Qinghe County, but unexpectedly, one of the two generals died before the attack. How could Xiang Ying not be cautious?

"No, the enemy's morale is high and ours is low. It's not appropriate to attack at this time."

"General!! It's precisely because morale is so low that we need a great victory to boost our troops! If we keep giving in, the little morale we have left will be gone! I implore you, General, to attack the city immediately!"

Xiang Ying: “…”

"General!! We can't wait any longer! Tens of thousands of soldiers are watching you now. You must show your attitude, otherwise we will have no choice but to retreat and fight again next year!"

Xiang Ying was wavering after hearing what he said.

If they advance, there will definitely be heavy casualties, because Mao Mengji killed Yang Wenping, and the morale of Daqian is high, and they will fight to the death to defend the city; if they retreat, they will miss the opportunity, and the soldiers of Nanchu will no longer have the intention to attack the city.

What to do......

On the other side, on the tower.

The large banner fluttering in the wind made a whistling and flashing sound.

Seeing that the soldiers of Nanchu did not make any movement after Yang Wenping's death, Lin Zhen curiously said to Mao Mengji who had just finished killing someone.

"Meng Ji, isn't Xiang Ying too timid? He doesn't even dare to come here?"

Mao Mengji's silver armor was stained with blood, and he was filled with a murderous aura.

"I have studied Xiang Ying. He will never send an army unless he is absolutely sure of his victory. This has been the case for many years."

"I don't think so. As a military commander, you should have some courage. I think Yang Wenping was pretty good, but he died quickly."

If Yang Wenping knew that Lin Zhen evaluated him like this, he would be so angry that he would come back to life.

Mao Mengji said, "Sir, it's still very dangerous here. You should go back to the government office and rest first."

"No, if we don't bring out Xiang Ying's heroic spirit, how can we find his flaws? Here, scold him." Lin Zhen suddenly handed Mao Mengji a homemade loudspeaker.

This is made of iron sheets and the effect is average, but it is better than shouting at the top of your lungs.

Mao Mengji was stunned when he received it: "I don't know how to curse."

"Fool, just curse Xiang Ying the same way Yang Wenping cursed you."

"Ah?" Mao Mengji hesitated for a moment, feeling extremely reluctant. But to carry out the order, he raised the loud speaker and looked at Lin Zhen, "Um... talking to this, right?"

"It's reversed."

"Oh."

Mao Mengji turned the loudspeaker around and shouted, "Xiang Ying! I am Mao Mengji, the captain of the Qinghe County Army! I have long heard of the great general's name, and today I am honored to meet him. I..."

"Waste!" Lin Zhen yelled, interrupted immediately, and snatched the loudspeaker.

Damn it, if one of Ergou or Huangshu was here, it wouldn’t be so embarrassing.

A dignified general can't even curse.

"It's a waste to give you such a good thing! Come here, boy." Lin Zhen handed the loudspeaker to the soldier carrying the flag, who was full of excitement.

Opportunities to insult the enemy's general were rare, so he immediately took over and shouted, "Xiang Ying! Fuck your ancestors! Tell me straight up, are you going to fight me or not?"

Xiang Ying:?

Why are you cursing my ancestors for no reason?

Upon hearing this, Zou Renbiao became so angry that his face turned blood red.

"Marshal, they are too presumptuous!"

At this time, another voice was heard.

"Xiang Ying, you old bastard! If you're a man, come attack the city. Grandpa's waiting for you here!"

"Xiang Ying!! Are you still the son of your father? If so, come and attack me now, otherwise I will go to Yangzhou to play with your mother and remake you!"

"Xiang Ying, I ******!"

"Marshal, he cursed your mother, how can you tolerate this?" Not only Zou Renbiao, but also tens of thousands of soldiers were furious. They wanted to rush to the city wall and skin the guy who spoke!

Xiang Ying was considered a hero, so when had he ever been insulted like this? He was stunned by the insult.

But he knew that the more the other party provoked him, the more necessary it was for him not to attack the city.

"Let him curse all he wants. The more he curses, the more he wants us to attack the city. This shows they've already prepared a defensive strategy. Pass on my order, retreat."

"General!" Zou Renbiao shouted, "Please, just give me five thousand soldiers and go and give it a try. If there's hope, we can take Qinghe County in one fell swoop. If not, we can test the waters!"

"Please ask the Marshal to send troops!" Zou Renbiao knelt on one knee with a very sincere attitude.

Seeing him like this, the surrounding soldiers also knelt down.

They had been scolded so much that their blood rushed to their heads and they could no longer bear it.

"Please, Marshal, send troops!"

"you......"

Xiang Ying knew clearly that this was a trap, but the soldiers had already been provoked and a forced retreat would definitely damage the morale of the army.

Well, whatever, let’s just give it a try.

"Where is the vanguard commander?!"

"I'm here!" A strong man with a dark face rode out of the team on horseback.

This man was Yang Wenping's subordinate, nicknamed Black Charcoal Head.

Xiang Ying said, "Immediately appoint you as the vanguard general, replacing Yang Wenping, and lead 5,000 soldiers to attack the city immediately!"

"I will obey my orders!!"

"drive!!"

"The commander-in-chief has ordered an immediate attack on the city! The first person to reach the tower will be rewarded with 100 gold and be granted the title of Man of Qinghe County!"

All the soldiers stood up, stabbed the ground violently with their weapons and shouted.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Here they come!" Seeing the enemy troops begin to move, Lin Zhen excitedly said to Mao Mengji, "Organize a fight immediately!"

"I obey your orders, but Prince, it's too dangerous on the city wall. You'd better stay away for now."

"Stop talking nonsense and just do it!"

Lin Zhen did not choose to hide.

Because in the future, when we conquer the world, we will experience many such things. We can't just run away when there is a little danger, right? Besides, being here can greatly boost the morale of the troops.

He shouted, "Defend the city to the death! Don't let the enemy advance a single step!"

"Yes!!"

The morale of the Daqian soldiers is high, and the Nanchu side is not bad either.

Because the young man scolded them so harshly that their heads hurt, they now had only one idea.

It doesn't matter whether he lives or dies, we must rush to the city wall, tear open that guy's mouth, and stuff a red-hot iron rod into it.

"The whole army is ready!"

The charcoal-haired man roared, drew his sword and raised it above his head.

“Build a bridge!!”

At a command, two hundred soldiers carried wooden boards and rushed to the river to throw them out.

The board fell into the water with a splash and quickly floated up.

Two hundred more soldiers followed, placing ladders on wooden boards to build a simple bridge.

Lin Zhen saw this shocking scene and simply nodded. "Well, the speed is okay, but the method is a bit old-fashioned. Order twelve archers to open the city gates and set up four eight-ox crossbows at the gates, one high and one low, and shoot whoever comes!"

"Yes!" The messenger ran away.

Lin Zhen looked at Mao Mengji: "Mengji, you go and take command yourself."

"Yes!" Mao Mengji agreed and hurried downstairs, "All troops on alert!"

On the other side of the river, Xiang Ying saw that everything was ready. He drew his sword and shouted, "Soldiers! The time has come to make great achievements. Show me your spirit, charge forward, and devour the enemy alive! Charge!!"

"Kill!!!"

Five thousand vanguard troops immediately rushed to the moat, stepped on the ladders, and reached the shore in two steps.

Five hundred archers knelt on one knee, drew their bows and arrows, to protect the following soldiers.

At the same time, Lin Zhen gave orders from the city wall: "Archers, prepare!!"

"shoot!!"