Chapter 844: The Tartars Are Coming

In the face of Sima De's initiative to ask for help, Xia Nanluo agreed after thinking about it, maybe Zhang Butang eats soft or not?

"Okay, you can go with Yuki."

After the two of them set off, Xia Nan glanced at the castle tower and sneered. Yang Sichang is favored again, after all, he is just a waiter, Zhang Fengyi is incompetent, after all, he is still a scholar, and now the other party has played a small king, and he is a big king, according to the rules of officialdom, he has a better chance of winning.

Yang Youji and Sima De, escorted by the Guards Battalion, went straight to the Chinese army's tent between Datong Town and Shanxi Town. When Wang Pu saw this scene, he subconsciously wanted to send someone to intercept him, but he looked at the Shanxi town opposite without the slightest movement, and then looked at the city tower in the distance, Yang Sichang was just a figure the size of a mung bean, even if there was any order, he couldn't pass it on, and thought, if the next door doesn't move, I won't move, don't be this bird.

Yang Sichang saw it from afar, and secretly shouted that it was bad, forgetting that there was still Zhang Fengyi, the superintendent of the army, his temporary boss. It's a pity that it is inconvenient to stand on the tower and give orders, and it is difficult to quench the thirst of the distant water, so I can only watch the other party approach the target without hindrance.

So, under the noses of the army of the two border towns, the Guards Battalion and his party successfully approached the Chinese army's tent. How could dozens of guards stop the murderous soldiers of the Guards Battalion, one by one they were pushed around, Yang Youji and Sima De opened the curtain and entered the camp tent without hindrance.

As soon as the two of them came in, they smelled a strong smell of medicine, and after looking around, they found Zhang Fengyi slumped in a corner, his face was sallow, unconscious, and the medicine was sprinkled on his beard and clothes. Sima De took a closer look and was taken aback, "This is rhubarb." How much did you eat with such a heavy taste? ”

Yang Youji asked: "Isn't rhubarb a medicine?" It's okay to eat some, right? ”

Sima De knew a little about traditional Chinese medicine and explained: "Rhubarb is indeed a medicine, which can diarrhea heat and poison, break stagnation, and cause blood stasis. However, if you take too much, it will cause diarrhea, damage to the spleen and stomach, and in severe cases, it will kill people! ”

"Then how can he give orders to the army like this?"

"Gotta wake him up." Sima De asked Yang Youji to help Zhang Fengyi up, and then stretched out his fingers to pinch his middle man hard.

After a while, Zhang Fengyi groaned twice, opened his cloudy eyes, and looked around blankly, "Where is this, is this bridge?" How is it so similar to my Chinese military camp? ”

"Wake up, this is not Hades, you are still alive."

Zhang Fengyi tried to focus his scattered eyes, looked at Sima De and Yang Youji, and asked, "Who are you and why are you here?" ”

"Ministry, we are the people of the Qiong Navy, and now Yang Sichang is more and more dead, skip your orders, let the army besiege my Qiong Navy, and the big war is about to break out. Now only you have what it takes to turn the tide and stop this big war. Otherwise, more than 100,000 Qinwang soldiers and horses killed each other, so that the Tartars picked up the cheap, how can they be worthy of the saint? Sima De succinctly explained the meaning.

"Let him go, anyway, the saint favors him, the position of Shangshu will be his, and I am a dying person, why do you care so much?" Zhang Fengyi was unmoved.

I didn't expect this Lord Shangshu to be a dou who couldn't afford it, and he didn't have any blood and courage at all!

Yang Youji's face was gloomy and about to drip water, and he stretched out his hand to draw his knife, but was stopped by Sima De with his eyes. This Zhang Butang desperately consumed rhubarb, and he already had the idea of seeking death, and he was afraid that it would be useless to coerce, so he could only outwit him.

"Ministry, you can't say that, if you don't take off your black gauze hat for a day, you will still be in the main hall of the military department. If you deal with this matter effectively, defuse a disaster, and keep the army of hundreds of thousands of Qin Kings outside the Yongding Gate, so that the Holy Lord is impressed, maybe the position will be preserved......"

When Zhang Fengyi heard this, his eyelids finally lifted, and he had a hint of reaction, but he didn't say anything.

Just when Sima De patiently persuaded Zhang Fengyi, the soldiers and horses of the three towns, under the urging of several military department directors sent by Yang Sichang, began to move forward again, enclosing the Qiong Navy in the narrow space outside the Yongding Gate like three walls, and had already entered the range of the cannon, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

The officers and men of the artillery battalion nervously calculated the distance, adjusted the angle of fire, and made preparations before the launch; The soldiers of the infantry battalion, on the orders of the officers, checked the weapons in their hands, took out the fixed ammunition, and prepared to start loading. The opposing officers and soldiers pushed the archers in front, ready to throw a rain of arrows after entering the range, while the large groups of spearmen and axemen followed, waiting for the opponent to waver under the blows of the bow and arrows, and then launched an assault, and at the end were the cavalry with Jiading as the core force, waiting to enter the battle at the most critical time and reap the fruits of victory.

The forward units of officers and men are getting closer and closer to the Qiong Navy. 1,000 steps, 900 steps, 800 steps...... Seeing that it had entered the optimal range of 10 kg field guns, the commander of the artillery battalion raised his command knife and shouted: "Solid bullets are ready for two rounds of salvo ......"

Xia Nan stared at the direction of the Chinese military tent, a little puzzled. Why did Sima De and Yang Youji go for a long time but didn't move? Could it be that this infighting directed by Yang Sichang is inevitable?

Wang Pu looked at the distance less than a thousand steps ahead, and the cannons were facing him, revealing the swarthy muzzles, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, "Damn, this Lord Yang is really, it's not good to beat anyone, it's not good to hit this Qiong Navy!" Pinch persimmons and choose soft pinching, good guy, this cannon is going to bombard, can't my soldiers become a sieve? This Qiong Navy is also a tendon, what's wrong with being soft to Lord Yang, and there will be no loss of meat, why fight to the death? ”

On the city tower, Yang Sichang proudly looked at several armies that were getting closer and closer. Seeing that the war was about to break out, and there was no movement on Zhang Fengyi's side, it seemed that no one could stop this battle. As long as the Qiong Navy is eliminated and Xia Nan is killed, the matter of his secret planning for peace will once again become a secret in the dark, and in time, his political proposition will be realized.

At this moment, a muffled thunderous sound was faintly heard from the north, and the ground was faintly trembling.

Both sides, who were preparing to enter the battle, were stunned. An experienced cavalryman jumped off his horse, lay on the ground, listened for a moment, got up and shouted: "A large force of cavalry is coming this way, at least tens of thousands of people, and the speed is still very fast!" ”

Everyone was in an uproar. Tens of thousands of cavalry from the north, don't even think about it, it must be Tartars. Wang Pu and the others suddenly panicked, and they didn't know what to do for a while, whether to continue to attack the Qiong Navy according to the order, or turn around and face the Tartars?