With Zhu Zhanjun's support, the prince walked to Mo Wen's side, sighed lightly and said, "You are shedding blood and sacrificing for me, how can I be greedy for life and afraid of death?" It's just a pity that I'm a cripple and can't fight with the soldiers. ”

"Your Royal Highness......" Mo Wen's expression was gloomy, he still wanted to use the King of Han to lay his own road to a famous general, how did he know that under the onslaught of the opponent, he couldn't even bear it for a day!

"General Mo, it's almost dark." The crown prince looked at the city head that was still fighting, and frowned: "Why don't you have the intention of a truce?" ”

"King Han seems to be going to fight day and night to bring us down." Mo Wen grinned, squeezed out a hint of a smile and said, "But his abacus is about to fail." ”

"How?" The prince asked softly.

"It's changed, it's likely to rain at night," the smile on Mo Wen's face disappeared suddenly, and he said lightly: "No matter how crazy King Han is, he can't ...... against God."

"Oh." The prince looked at the sky and breathed a sigh of relief: "Good rain knows the season...... season."

The Han Wangjun, the banner of the Chinese army hunted, and the flying sand and stones hit people's faces painfully. The evening sky, which was still full of colorful clouds just now, was already full of dark clouds, and the wind was howling.

"It's going to change." Wang Bin sighed. In order for the general to know astronomy and geography, he knew that it must rain at night. "It's a trouble to get a lot of rain this season......"

“******！” King Han took a sip, his face was even more gloomy than the sky. He knew that his plan to fight day and night was in vain...... Once it rains, the cannon can't be fired, the gun can't be fired, and the bow can't be opened, it's all a trivial matter, the key is that the torch can't be lit! I can't see anything in the black light, and I'm fighting a fart at night!

On the battlefield, the officers and men of the two armies who were fighting gradually discovered the change in the weather, and their mentality also changed subtly...... On the one hand, I saw the hope of a truce, so I naturally mustered up my spirit and held on to this last moment. On the other hand, he knew that he would not fight at night again, and he was uncontrollably looking forward to the sound of the gong ringing gold......

......Seeing that the army had no intention of fighting, and knew that there was no result today, Wang Bin wanted to persuade the king of Han to withdraw his troops, but he didn't dare to hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Mingjin, bar......" A famous general like King Han will naturally not be a tendon. In fact, he chose to attack with wheels at the beginning, which was absolutely correct - the direction of the siege was very disadvantageous, and he was most afraid of holding each other. Once it enters the stalemate, it is bound to be protracted! Only at the beginning, with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai, completely crush the enemy, so that they have no time to show their tenacity, can they capture the city at the lowest cost and in the shortest time!

The sound of gold sounded on the battlefield, and the Han Wangjun retreated like a tide without hesitation. Looking at the ebbing tide of his own army, Zhu Gaoxu closed his eyes in pain and smashed the coffee table at hand with a punch. Hate Voice:

"God won't help me!"

"The prince doesn't have to be sad, just fight again tomorrow." Wang Bin hurriedly comforted: "It's impossible to rain every day......

"One blow and then decline......" King Han stood up and left the Chinese military flag.

Wang Bin looked at the gloomy sky and couldn't help but sigh secretly, could it be providence?

At the head of the city, looking at the Han Wangjun who finally retreated, the prince and the others were completely relieved. One by one, the soldiers sat on the ground, gasping for air, no one spoke, no one thought, everyone seemed to have just woken up from a long nightmare......

"It's finally over......" Cheng Zheng, who was still fighting endlessly after being hit by the arrow, could finally let people put the arrow. Removed from the shoulder blades.

"It's finally over......" Erhei, who had been exhausted as a dead dog, lay directly on the blood-stained city, and fell asleep next to the corpse.

"It's finally over......" Holding his nephew who died in battle, Xu Huaiqing was full of tears and remorse. If he hadn't bragged to his brother, he wouldn't have entrusted his son to himself, he was expecting to make this kid soar, but now he has no life......

"It's finally over......" Wu Wei looked at the city wall that was destroyed by the cannonballs to the point of being crumbling, and sighed: "Repair it overnight." "The situation on his side is the most peculiar, because they are firing cannons from ships, and his side has not made a single contact with the enemy in close combat, but the city wall has been beaten into a sieve, and the casualties of the soldiers are no less than others, but not a single enemy has been killed...... Not to mention killing, I haven't even touched a single hair of others.

"It's finally over,......" After a long time, the prince came back to his senses and said slowly.

"Yes." Mo Wen nodded grimly.

"How's the loss......" the prince asked softly.

Although the final losses of the "dead and wounded ......" have not yet been counted, Mo Wen has already roughly counted, pondered for a while, and said in a low voice: "Close to two percent ......"

"Ahh Although the prince was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by this huge loss: "That's nearly 10,000 people!" This is the first day......"

"Yes." Mo Wen lowered his head and said with tears in his eyes: "From morning to night, every city wall is fighting fiercely, and the losses are naturally very large. ”

"If this continues," the prince said worriedly, "how many days can it last?" ”

"It's hard to say," Mo Wen shook his head, "But as the enemy's sharp spirit wears out, our army gradually grasps the key to defending the city, and the losses in the future should be reduced." ”

"You're not comforting me, are you?" The prince looked at Mo and asked.

"It's not." Mo Wen said firmly: "The last general will guarantee to hold on for more than half a month!" After this most difficult day, he firmly believes that he and his soldiers will definitely grow up!

"What about half a month later?" Prince Ba looked at Mo and asked.

"......" Mo Wen did not answer the prince immediately, but set his eyes on the north, and only said in a low voice after a while: "I hope the military advisor can create a miracle......

It turns out that one can only count on miracles! Zhu Zhanjun's heart sank to the bottom......

Mo Wen sighed and said softly: "Your Highness, until the last moment, you will never give up lightly." Otherwise, even if there is a miracle, it will not wait for the day when it happens. ”

"Yes." The prince exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, nodded heavily, and said, "Don't worry, Lone will definitely not fall!" ”

Listening to the conversation between his father and Mo Wen, Zhu Zhanjun felt a little cold on his face, and he stretched out his hand only to find that it was raining.

The rain finally fell, and the blood washed away from the city's head and flowed down the city walls like a blood-colored water......fall.

In the middle of the night, the torrential rain was pouring down, the lightning pierced the dark clouds, and the muffled thunder rolled through the heavens and the earth, and the whole world seemed to have come to an end.

Another flash of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the world in the rainstorm, and in an instant, there were clearly dozens of riders galloping!

The lightning disappeared, the heavens and the earth returned to darkness, but the dozens of horses were still galloping north! The horse's hooves flipped and splashed like a sword! The wind and rain are furious, and they can't slow down their progress!

These dozens of riders are like ghosts in a rainy night, constantly moving forward and forward! Crossing countless villages, galloping all the way to a dark courtyard, he stopped. A samurai dressed in a cloak rolled over and dismounted, slamming the courtyard gate with all his might.

"Open the door, open the door!" The wind and rain weakened the sound too much, and after screaming for a while, there was still no response in the courtyard. Another man in a lily coat stepped forward, kicked the heavy door panel with a flying kick.

The man who called the door earlier looked at this scene in a daze, smacked his lips, and stepped into the courtyard.

A flash of lightning flashed and illuminated the wooden plaque on the courtyard gate, which read: 'Cangzhou Station'.

This group of uninvited guests entered the post station, and then took the sleeping post out of the bed. Whoever is taken out of the bed and thrown into the rainy yard will be full of anger. This master of Cangzhou Yi is no exception. It's just that when he saw that it was a group of fierce and vicious guys who treated him like this, Lord Yicheng's anger was washed away by the rain.

Lord Yicheng knelt in the rain and asked in a trembling voice, "Whatever the kings want, just take it......

"Phew!" The man who knocked on the door first took out a waist card, brought it to Yicheng's eyes, and said loudly: "See clearly, we are from Beizhen Fusi!" If you have an urgent official business to enter Beijing, hurry up and prepare forty horses for us! After a pause, he said loudly: "There is also a meal for forty people!" ”

"There is rice, but there are not so many horses...... " Yi Cheng whispered.

"He's a liar!" Someone had already gone to the stable to see it, and immediately dismantled the post and said, "There are forty or fifty horses here!" ”

"Those are all officials from the past." Yi Cheng hurriedly explained.

"You sue them for requisitioning the Fusi of Beizhen!" The man who put away the waist card said domineeringly: "If you are not convinced, just come to us!" After speaking, the man turned to one side and invited the big man behind him into the house and said, "My lord, please come into the house." ”

The big man nodded, and surrounded by a group of people in cloth, entered the main hall of the post station......

Cangzhou Post is a big post station, the front and back seven into the big courtyard, the main courtyard of the hall is even more spacious, this group of uninvited guests are all crammed in, and it is not very crowded.

When the post man took the post man and carried the steamed bun basket into the house, the good guy was almost blinded by the light!

The room is full of bright bald heads! Even the big man sitting in the right seat had the same head on his head......

"No wonder you want to eat vegetarian food...... Yi Chengxin said that it turned out to be a group of monks. But he didn't dare to be careless, because just now, those adults who didn't agree to 'borrow horses' were beaten by these fierce monks. These fierce monks are not only beating people, but even the court officials wearing official clothes are also beaten!

Yi Cheng and the others carefully put down the steamed buns, and took out a few plates of pickles from the food box, and the monks didn't care about any precepts, so they picked up the steamed buns and devoured them. This made a dignified-looking middle-aged monk shake his head and sigh: "Hey, what kind of body ...... become?"

"Okay, senior brother, it's an extraordinary time, and you have to hurry when you're full." A monk with a kind smile next to him handed him a steamed bun. The middle-aged monk sighed again, took the steamed bun in the vinegar bowl, and took half of it in one bite.

"What kind of hunger do you have to be......" Yi Cheng secretly spoke, and said cautiously: "There is still porridge boiling on the pot, and I will send it to the masters later." ”

"I'm tired." The young master was so unusually kind that he almost moved Yicheng to tears.