1299 Forced out the enemy

"Our army is besieging the city, Zhao Fan and others are terrified all day long, and they are bound to want to get out of trouble, so they can use the strategy of luring the enemy out of the city, and they can be annihilated by heavy guards." Mo Qianxun said.

"Hehe, it's all up to the captain to arrange." Wang Baoyu nodded and smiled.

Mo Qianxun immediately redeployed his troops, Ma Yunlu and Ruan Xiongqi each led 20,000 soldiers and horses, guarding the north and south sides respectively, and setting up more tents, giving Zhao Fan the illusion that there were a lot of troops; He also transferred Ruan Ba to lead 30,000 Jingzhou soldiers to defend the east gate, and the remaining 30,000 Jingzhou soldiers were under the management of Qian Mo, and 20,000 soldiers and horses were divided and hidden in the nearby mountain pass, leaving 10,000 soldiers and horses, blatantly surrounding the west gate.

In the eyes of Zhao Fan and others in the city, the West Gate is undoubtedly the weakest, and if you want to evacuate safely, you can only have a chance of winning by rushing out of the West Gate.

Of course, with the strength of Jingzhou soldiers, a strong attack on Panyu City can also win, but Panyu City is easy to defend and difficult to attack, so the loss of troops is inevitable, it is better to brake quietly, steady and steady.

Zhao Fan and the others showed a lot of patience and stayed in the city for half a month, but this was not the territory they were in charge of, the local South Vietnamese soldiers were outside, and the dissatisfaction of the people in the city was growing day by day.

"Uncle, at this moment, we must rush out of the city and go to Yunnan and Vietnam." Wu Meng couldn't sit still, found Zhao Fan, and urged anxiously.

"Stupid, Wang Baoyu is so cunning, how can he let me go out of the city lightly." Zhao Fan scolded.

Wu Meng was scolded one after another, he couldn't hold it on his face, turned around and put his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "I call you uncle, that is, I regard you as a relative, and now I have established myself as a king, if you dare to insult this king again, don't blame me for not being emotional?" ”

Zhao Fan raised his head disapprovingly, and said mockingly: "Without me, how can you be today." Since I can put you on the throne, I can also pull you off the horse, and the one who is unsympathetic may be me! ”

Wu Meng was also annoyed, and shouted: "Zhao Fan, it's all because of you, which made me fall like this, and my life is not guaranteed!" ”

"If I hadn't supported you with all my might, you would have become a prisoner today, don't forget the death of Princess Ling, how could Wu Chen let you go!" Zhao Fan threatened with a cold face.

Wu Meng was stunned, he thought he had done it seamlessly, but he didn't expect to be discovered by Zhao Fan, and he could only say helplessly: "Please forgive the little nephew for being rude, everything is arranged by my uncle." ”

"Meng'er, I have been working hard for many things in recent days, and it is inevitable that I am impetuous, and there are also inconsiderateness." Zhao Fan didn't want to have a fight with Wu Meng, so he also said a polite word, but Wu Meng only smiled reluctantly, because the trust between the two of them was on the verge of dying.

At this time, Han Zikui walked in and said with a cold face: "Captain Zhao, according to my observation, Jingzhou on the west side has fewer troops, and if you break through desperately, you may be able to get out of trouble." ”

"No, just wait and see." Zhao Fan still didn't agree.

"There are troublemakers in front of the mansion today, and if we don't do anything more, I'm afraid they will open the city gate on their own." Han Zikui suppressed his anger and said.

"The people are the most cowardly, and if there are any troublemakers, kill a few who take the lead, and hang their bodies in the market for a few days, and they will be able to stop." Zhao Fan said sinisterly, not seeing the lives of the people at all.

"Uncle, if you lose the hearts of the people, you will not attack and cause chaos." Wu Meng couldn't help but interject again.

"Don't say more, whoever dares to go out of the city without permission will be executed!" Zhao Fan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and returned to the back.

Han Zikui's face faintly showed murderous intent, his fists clenched, as a general, he couldn't go into battle to kill the enemy, but he had to be bound here by this person, living like a shrinking turtle, how annoyed he was in his heart.

"General Han, that ......"

Without waiting for Wu Meng to explain, Han Zikui arched his hand and said with a cold face: "Since the Taiwei has an order, I should obey it and retire!" ”

After speaking, Han Zikui strode away, and Wu Meng sat on the ground with a helpless face.

Zhao Fan has been refusing to go out of the city, Wang Baoyu also couldn't sit still, and found Mo Qianxun again to discuss countermeasures, the weather is very hot, and in the long run, it will not be of any benefit to the Jingzhou army.

Mo Qianxun thought for a long time, and finally said firmly: "Since he refuses to go out of the city, then beat him out." ”

The next morning, the city gates of the four sides were aimed at the fire ball cannons, with the rumbling sound continued to sound, one after another fire ball cannons hit the city gate of Panyu, the strong city gate was suddenly covered with potholes, and the fire was raging.

Then, the army on all sides stood up and shouted "Capture the traitor Zhao Fan alive", the sound shook the sky, and at the same time, they took a uniform step and approached the city wall.

Zhao Fan thought that Wang Baoyu would insist on waiting for him to leave the city, but he didn't expect the war to start so soon, and the earth-shattering shouts outside the city made him panic.

"Tai Lieutenant, if we hold on without a fight, we will all be trapped in the city!" Han Zikui carried an iron whip and said angrily to Zhao Fan.

"Uncle, don't sit still, I support General Han's approach!" Wu Meng also planned for himself and tried his best to win over Han Zikui.

Zhao Fan sighed, and finally said: "We will lead the army to fight out of the West Gate and turn to Yunnan. ”

Leaving thousands of soldiers and pretending to stick to the city wall, Zhao Fan, Wu Meng and Han Zikui finally opened the city gate on the west side and led the army to rush out shouting.

When Wang Baoyu saw this situation, he immediately rejoiced in his heart, and gave the order to go down, and the attack on the west side was stopped, and the army immediately retreated, leaving a large open space, and the South Vietnamese soldiers lined up in formation.

Zhao Fan, Wu Meng and Han Zikui came to the front of the camp, all looking nervous, Wang Baoyu smiled disdainfully, and Qian Mo raised the sledgehammer in his hand high.

"Wang Baoyu, get out of the way quickly, or I'll let you die here today!" Zhao Fan said viciously.

"Bragging!" Wang Baoyu snorted disdainfully, and said mockingly: "Zhao Fan, it's the first time I've seen you so shameless, Wu Chen took you in back then, treated you well, and made you a big official and lived a rich life." But you don't even think about reciprocating, and try to stand upright, which is not as good as a pig and a dog. ”

"Wang Baoyu, how do you know the origin of the matter, if it weren't for my Zhao Fan and his people who worked hard to find the map seal, how could he Wu Chen become the lord of Nanyue? What is the mere captain, it is nothing more than serving him before and after the saddle! Zhao Fan argued shyly.

"Second brother, come to my brother's side quickly, don't be with traitors!" When Wu Fan saw his younger brother, he couldn't help but shout anxiously.

"Brother!"

Wu Meng's face showed a trace of shame, and his eyes were instantly full of tears, he never thought that to this day, his brother could still recognize his younger brother, and under the instigation of Zhao Fan, he could not only despise this brother but also squeeze out.

"Meng'er, Wu Fan's treachery must be a ploy to trick you back." Zhao Fan reminded in a low voice.