Yang Baoquan shook his head, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes, as the two loyal servants on the same level as Yang Chengzhe, although he is not like Yang Wanzhe who can gallop on the battlefield, but he has been the intelligence director of Yang Wanchun and his son for many years, and the outside world does not know the existence of such a powerful character as him, but he has a clear understanding of the secret contact stations of the city lords of Liaodong cities, and even the top secret contact point of Yuan Taizuo is also in his grasp.

After Yang Wanchun finally escaped back to Anshi City last month, he wanted to impulsively lead his troops to attack Liaodong City and seek justice for his father's death, but Yang Baoquan tried his best to persuade Yang Wanchun, who had regained his calm and sanity, simply abandoned Anshi City, and let the old and weak women and children in the city take refuge in their respective relatives' houses, but he took Ding Zhuang of the whole city, ignored the conscription orders assigned by Yuan Taizuo to various cities, and directly retreated across the Yalu Water, hiding in the mountains and mountains south of the Yalu Water, and became a legitimate mountain king.

Not only that, Yang Wanchun also sent various sentinels to block all the ferries leading from Liaodong to Goguryeo, before the Sui army reached Yalu Shui, he had intercepted and killed more than a dozen groups of messengers, and when the Sui army's vanguard arrived at Yalu Water yesterday, he led people to guard this secret contact point, with only one purpose, that is, to prevent Yuan Taizuo's distress messengers from reaching Pyongyang City, and only by letting Yuan Taizuo and his entire army and civilians in Liaodong City be martyred for their father, can he eliminate the hatred in his heart.

Yang Baoquan looked at the corpse of Song Wanhao that was still on the table, and sighed, as a subordinate of Yang Wanchun, the city lord of Anshi, it was natural for him to avenge the old city lord, but as a subject of Goguryeo. He also clearly realized that he was misleading the military affairs. Inner contradictions and hesitations. It had been tormenting his heart, and even he prayed over and over again that no one would come to this secret point of contact, because for with each messenger he would have to add a little more iniquity.

Fortunately, Yang Wanchun gave the order just now, and after disposing of this person's body, he burned this place, this kind of torture of conscience. Finally it was over, Yang Baoquan breathed a long sigh of relief, walked to Song Wanhao's corpse, and said in a low voice: "Brother, don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame your father-in-law for being too unkind." ”

He was about to bend down to carry the corpse, when suddenly Song Wanhao's corpse moved, a cold light flashed, and a dagger pierced Yang Baoquan's abdomen at such a fast speed. Even Yang Baoquan didn't have time to react, his eyes were full of surprise: "What." How is it possible, I obviously stabbed you in the heart! ”

Song Wanhao turned his head, his face was covered with blood, his hand pressed tightly on his left chest, and said with a cruel smile: "I can't think of it, my heart grows on the right side, and when I get below, remember to tell Yang Qianshou old ghost, these things his son did, Lao Tzu will tell the king one by one!" Also, the real secret letter is in my shoes, and what you just saw is nothing more than a fake letter! ”

Yang Baoquan's expression froze on his face, his body tilted weakly, and finally lost his breath, Song Wanhao pulled out a dagger and stabbed Yang Baoquan's corpse more than a dozen times in order to prevent the same mistake from happening, and finally cut his throat with the last knife, only then did he let go, and finally couldn't support it, his feet were weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

Half an hour later, on the dark Yalu River, Song Wanhao set up a small boat, struggling to move forward in the wind and waves of the night, and the tavern behind him was already in flames, and he muttered to himself while shaking the oars: "Lord, I am a little man, even if I fight for this life, I will also send the letter to Pyongyang!" With the blessing of the great god Tanjun, you will definitely be able to survive until the reinforcements come to the rescue! ”

Outside the city of Liaodong, ten thousand drums are ringing in unison, since the first morning dawn appeared in the sky, hundreds of thousands of Sui troops have begun to assemble, the direction of the four city gates, are a large number of black pressure of the Sui army's steel forest, the long lance invades the sky and a half, the wheel knife is in the sun, a cloud ladder has been prepared, 100,000 archers lined up in a column of shooting formations, standing at the forefront of the whole army, thousands of catapults have also been pushed to the attack position, just waiting for an order, will be arrows and stones, with a fierce arrow storm, Destroy this stubborn city once and for all.

Yang Guang got up early today, last time on the front line of the Liaohe River, because he habitually maintained the habit of getting up after three strokes in the Central Plains, he delayed the best time to attack in vain, resulting in the death of the wheat iron staff, although he didn't say it afterwards, but he was very remorseful in his heart, in any case, he didn't want to miss it again today, so he got up early, and looked at today's siege battle at the head of this Liuhe City, the drums and horns sounded in the sky, and the shouts of the soldiers of the Sui army were wave after wave, this momentum made him very satisfied, He nodded, turned his head to Yuwen Shu beside him and said, "General Yuwen, let's start!" ”

A complicated look flashed on Yuwenshu's face, he raised his hand high, and then waved down heavily, this gesture represented Yang Guang, represented Yuwenshu's determination, and it was also the order for the entire attack to begin!

With Yuwenshu's order, thousands of catapults began to roar, and the whole sky was flying with large and small stones, flying over a distance of more than two hundred steps, like sprinkling beans, smashing the walls and battlements of Liaodong City, and the city head seemed to be empty, and the banners of the Goguryeo army were fluttering high, but no Goguryeo people stood outside the battlements.

The corners of Yang Guang's mouth hooked, it was the first time he had seen such a siege battle, looking at the flying stones in the sky, he felt very good, smiled and pointed to the Liaodong City, and said: "These thousands of catapults are attacking with such intensity, the Goguryeo people seem to be completely unable to gain a foothold in the city, what can they do to defend the city?" ”

The corners of Yu Wenshu's mouth hooked, and said: "Your Majesty, the Goguryeo people are very cunning, every time our army prepares with a catapult storm like this, they will hide their forces in the hidden caves under the inner wall of the city wall, leaving only a small number of people to observe the situation through some observation eyes in the wall, and when our army attacks, their people will climb up to the head of the city to fight." ”

Yang Guang said softly: "Clamping the wall? What do you mean? Is the middle of this wall empty, and there are still people who can hide in it and observe? ”

Yuwenshu nodded: "Yes, the Goguryeo people are very cunning, they hollowed out the middle in some areas of the city wall and made some small rooms, which can accommodate a few people to enter, specifically to observe the movements of our army, because the head of the city is too dangerous, and they cannot gain a foothold under such stone blows and bow and arrow shooting from our army." (To be continued......)