Chapter 572: Father and Son Dialogue (Page 1/1)

Yang Lin died, although Niu Geng and Liang Yong also died together, but people think that they are not innocent, especially after listening to the report of the surviving sergeant.

Although no one sympathizes with these two, Yang Lin is different, although his martial arts skills are not high, and even after a large number of elite soldiers and strong generals joined, his position fell again and again, but his popularity in the Tang Army was really good, and Qin Ming, Jin Chengying and other generals who were good friends with him, were even clamoring to go out to avenge Yang Lin.

If it weren't for Li Junchen's prestige to forcibly suppress them, and promised to let them avenge Yang Lin with their own hands on the day of the counterattack, I was afraid that they would be killed out of the city.

With the last Song soldier on the head of the city was thrown down the city, the Song army's siege of the city again ended in failure, and Zhang Shuye, who had been cheering for the drum in person, saw this scene, and couldn't help standing on the drum cart in a daze, and the drumstick in his hand also fell weakly, and the disappointment on his face was even more obvious.

"Father, you can't attack it today, there will be tomorrow, you won't be able to attack it tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, the child won't believe it, just this little broken city, we won't be able to attack it!" Zhang Bofen drove his horse to Zhang Shuye's side, dismounted and picked up the drumstick, and respectfully handed it to Zhang Shuye.

"There's no chance...... No more ......" Uncle Zhang muttered a few sentences, let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand to take the drumstick and put it on the drum stand, and looked at the head of Zhuozhou City, which was also full of complicated blank colors.

Coincidentally, at the moment when Uncle Zhang looked at the city, Tang King Li Junchen also walked up to the city surrounded by Xu Guanzhong, Lu Junyi and others, looking at the soldiers covered in blood and scars everywhere on the city, Li Junchen's heart couldn't help but flutter, and his eyes immediately turned red.

As a senior brother, Xu Guanzhong knew Li Junchen's shortcomings, and when he saw that his figure was slightly stagnant, he already knew what was going on, so he hurriedly took two steps forward, and whispered to Li Junchen's side: "King Tang, you have to hold back, at this time, you must not show such a child's posture!" ”

Li Junchen didn't know this reason, but when he saw these soldiers who had survived the bloody battle at first glance, how could he still control his emotions, took two deep breaths, stretched out his hand and pointed to the mountains of corpses and scarred sergeants, and said to Xu Guanzhong: "Xu Xiang, your plan can be implemented smoothly, and the most important thing to thank is these soldiers who fought bravely, without their sacrifice and forgetfulness of death, even if it is a good plan, there will be no chance of realizing it!" ”

"Thank you King Tang for your teachings!" Xu Guanzhong clasped his hands together and bowed down to Li Junchen, "These soldiers have made special honors for my Datang at the cost of their lives, Guan Zhong will never dare to forget, on the day when Datang dominates the world, Guan Zhong is willing to go to Daxiangguo Temple in person and chant the scriptures for all the fallen soldiers for 7749 days, in order to comfort their souls in the sky!" ”

Li Junchen nodded, didn't speak again, walked to the edge of the city wall, looked at the Song army outside the city who retreated like ants, and sighed leisurely: "If Zhang Shuye, Jia Juxin, and Zhou Ang can all submit to my Datang, then the hundreds of thousands of troops outside the city can also submit to my Datang, how good it would be, fight in the same room, why bother with each other!" Why didn't he Zhao Ji understand this truth! ”

"in the same room, why bother with each other! Li Junchen, you are also a masterpiece of a generation, why don't you understand this truth, why do you have to be against the court, why do you have to be the mortal enemy of the court, is this court so disappointing you and making you stay away? Uncle Zhang muttered to himself in the mouth, and his wise eyes also lost their former brilliance.

"Is this thief worth your thoughts? Why don't you miss my son! Zhang Zhongxiong was also by Uncle Zhang's side, and hearing Uncle Zhang's words made him angry in his heart, and he looked up at the city with hatred.

It's just that under this head, he was suddenly stunned, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and found that he was not mistaken, stretched out his finger and pointed to the head of the city, and shouted: "Look, the bandit leader Li Junchen is at the head of the city, come on, come on, follow Lao Tzu, ...... that bandit leader"

"Slap", a slap hit Zhang Zhongxiong's face without warning, and he couldn't help but be stunned, stretched out his hand to caress his painful face, and looked at Zhang Shuye in front of him with wide eyes, only to feel that the person in front of him who had called him "Father" for so many years was so strange, and he couldn't help but roar hoarsely, "You hit me?" Father, you hit me? You beat me for the bandit standing in the city? Am I your son or not? Is that bandit your son, or am I your son? You say, you say, you say! ”

"Zhong Xiong, you are presumptuous!" Zhang Bofen heard Zhang Zhongxiong's roar, for fear that Uncle Zhang would be angry at night, so he pulled him over, and slapped him in the face with his backhand, "Zhongxiong, you are getting bolder and bolder now, even your father dares to scold, why don't you stab your father with a knife!" ”

Although Zhang Bofen slapped Zhang Zhongxiong, his original intention was to protect him, but he didn't want Zhang Zhongxiong to be like a crazy tiger at the moment, where would he be able to listen to it, think about it, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he roared madly at Zhang Bofen, "Beat me, my father beat me, you beat me too, what do you think I am, when I am your punching bag?" Well, since you don't like me like this, I'll take people to attack the city, and die at the hands of those thieves, and you can live your life comfortably! With a shout, he struggled to break free from Zhang Bofen's shackles and ran towards his own war horse.

Zhang Bofen didn't expect Zhang Zhongxiong to make such a move, and when he was completely defenseless, he was taken by him to stumble and almost fall to the ground, but he was finally strong in martial arts, supported the ground with one hand, and shouted urgently: "Stop him for me!" General Wei, stop Zhang Zhongxiong for me! ”

Zhang Bofen is the eldest son of Zhang Shuye, his words are sometimes more effective than Zhang Shuye, as soon as he gave the order, Wei Yangyin immediately moved, and he seemed to believe Wei Yangyin very much, he didn't even look at it, he turned around and came to Zhang Shuye's side, and shouted in a deep voice: "Father, Bofen knows that you have an inexplicable good impression of that Li Junchen, if in the past, Bofen would definitely not have a second word, but now it is absolutely impossible," Zhang Bofen said while peeking at Zhang Shuye's reaction, and saw that Zhang Shuye's face was as usual, Originally, he was still a little uneasy, and finally let go, and continued in a low voice, "At present, the army is not attacking well, and the morale is already not high, if my father's words are heard by someone with a heart, not only Gao Feng, Sun Jing and others will bite it, but the military spirit and morale of the army will also be lost, not to mention continuing to attack, that is, if you want to return to the territory of the Great Song Dynasty safely, it will only be a luxury, and please think twice about my father!" After saying that, he bowed respectfully and retreated

"Li Junchen, Li Junchen, you will win this round, but don't worry, the final winner of this battle will only be my Da Song and my Uncle Zhang!" At this moment, Zhang Shuye's heart finally had a realization, and his eyes flashed with confidence again.

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