Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 1651
Pei Xingjian clasped his fists and saluted, and said: "Little brother, let's go to Song Ping now, brother take care."

This time he went north to Songping County, no matter what the result was, he would return to Huating Town after that, and the Shibo Division could not do without his leadership.If Xue Rengui and others in the navy were not transferred by Fang Jun to Youtunwei or entered the newly established Lecture Hall to study, how could it be his turn to come to Lin Yiguo to take charge of the Annan War?

It is inevitable that there will be some disappointment in the expression, after all, I still can't lead the army to gallop on the battlefield...

Liu Rengui first clasped his fists in retaliation, then patted the matching general on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Why are you so depressed? You are different from us. We just charge forward with our blood and courage. In this life, we are at best a famous general. You As long as you are in charge of the Huating Town Shipbuilding Department, you will have the opportunity to join the cabinet in the future, scold Fang Qiu and point out the country, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?"

Pei Xingjian let out a long sigh: "But my little brother still yearns for a military career like this..."

He was born in a famous family, and he is a child of countless aristocratic families. He has always been known for his elegance and elegance, but he has an uncontrollable escape and impulsiveness in his bones.

Ascend to the pavilion to pay homage to the prime minister and give advice to the country?
That's not what he wanted.

When a big man gallops across the desert on horseback and captures and kills the Tartars alone, that is the way to laugh and be proud and live up to his life!

After bowing to each other, Pei Xingjian strode away.

Liu Rengui stood by the window, watching Pei Xingjian lead his soldiers galloping towards the pier, he shook his head and laughed.

Such a son of an aristocratic family, why does he act like a warrior on the battlefield with golden arms and iron horses?
Tightening the silk sash on the armor, Liu Rengui strode out of the door, flew on his horse surrounded by his own soldiers, and galloped all the way to the barracks not far from the Governor's Mansion. Seeing three thousand soldiers ready to go, Then he sat on the horse and shouted: "Follow me to Sangapura City and see if those monkeys are dead or not. Let's make a decision!"

"Here!"

A muffled thunder sounded like a promise, shaking the whole world!
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Singapura City has become a purgatory on earth.

Although it is the capital of Linyi Kingdom, the buildings in the whole city are not majestic, but the Buddhist temples and brick pagodas that can be seen everywhere show the status of this city.

The city wall is no more than one foot high, and it is all built of blue bricks. The soldiers of King Qin's army can easily climb up the city wall by stacking up or cutting down some trees as ladders...

Lin Yi Kingdom doesn't have many regular troops. Except for the king's guards, there are no more than [-] troops in the whole country, all of which are under the control of General Jia Du, and all of them are in the city at this moment.Qin Wang's divisions come from all over the country, they are all slaves and private troops raised by the powerful forces of all parties, their combat effectiveness is extremely low, but they can execute orders to the letter.

Even if they knew it was death, no one dared to retreat.

This is not a manifestation of spiritual will, but in Linyi Kingdom, slaves are private property like cattle and sheep, and life and death are in the hands of the master. If one person escapes, the whole family will be murdered!

Under the urging of Zhuge and other generals, King Qin's division desperately attacked the city wall. Jia Du on the city led the elite rebels to occupy the ground and fought to the death. The number of casualties of King Qin's division continued to increase.However, as more and more people died, the corpses gradually piled up into mountains below the city, and it was easier for the follow-up slaves to climb up to the top of the city by stepping on the corpses. The geographical advantage of the rebels gradually disappeared, and the situation was in danger...

Jiadu has already become a blood man, and the precious knife in his hand has killed countless people. The edge of the blade has been rolled up, and it is gradually dull and not as sharp as before. Filled with corpses and blood.

"General, I can't keep it anymore..."

A trusted general was wounded several times, covered in blood, came to Jiadu's side and brandished a knife to kill an enemy who had just climbed to the top of the wall, panting violently.

Jia Du took a rare breath for a while, looked solemnly at the continuous torches below the city and the enemies who rushed towards the city wall desperately, and said in a deep voice: "How are the casualties?"

"Fortunately, we occupy a condescending position, and there are not many casualties. It's just that these slaves are dying more and more, and they have piled up into a mountain. They will soon be equal to the top of the city. If this continues, the geographical advantage will be lost. We can't stop these slaves. An enemy like a mad dog."

Jia Du made a prompt decision: "Order the death squads to hold back the enemy, and the large troops immediately withdraw from the top of the city and return to the city. With the help of the terrain, we will fight them to the death inside the city!"

The rebel army is elite, but once the geographical advantage of the city head is lost, it will be outnumbered. A tiger can't stand a pack of wolves, and the only way to die is to fight hard.Retreating into the city and taking advantage of the cover of the building's terrain, the enemy will not be able to take advantage of their numbers. Fighting in street fighting, the rebels with better individual soldiers will have an advantage.

"Here!"

The general responded, but he did not go down immediately to convey the order, but leaned against Jia Du, and asked in a low voice: "General, when will the people of Tang come to help? If there is no support, we are afraid that we will have to Haunted to death by these slaves!"

Jia Du gritted his teeth, and said loudly: "Hold on, the Tang army has already purged the troops, and we are on the way here. As long as we can repel this wave of enemy offensives, we can cooperate with the Tang army inside and out to wipe out them all!"

"Here!"

The surrounding soldiers all heard his words, and their survival instincts rejuvenated their already exhausted bodies, slashing with their knives without fear of death!

When the generals around him went down to convey the order, Jia Du found that he had bitten his lip, the sweet blood entered his mouth, and the overwhelming hatred in his chest was burning into the sky. The treacherous and vicious Tang people slaughtered all of them, leaving no one behind!
If he hadn't believed in the lies of the Tang people, how could he have dared to lead the army to rebel against the king and kill the king, so that he was in a desperate situation at this moment?

under the city.

Zhuge Di sat on the horse and twisted his body uneasily, looking at the brutal killing of the flames soaring above the city, hearing the tide-like shouts and howls in his ears, his heart was full of anxiety and fear.

The generals around him also looked ugly. The mountain of corpses under the city wall were private soldiers and slaves they raised. That was property. Who wouldn't feel distressed like gouging out a piece of meat?The most important thing is whether we can attack the city of Sangapura. If we attack, Zhugedi will become the king. Everyone will be rewarded for their merits. The head was smashed and bloody, and the feathers returned... Then he would lose his wife and lose his army, which is a complete tragedy.

"Well...how about...stop the attack for now and adjust the troops?"

Finally someone couldn't bear it and spoke.

If you want to have a place in the land of Linyi Kingdom, you don't rely on official titles, but on the strength in your hands.If all the private soldiers and slaves are dead, what's the point of being rewarded with a princely title for meritorious deeds after the war?
Without strength, you will be swallowed up by others in a blink of an eye, and there will be no scum left...

As soon as this person opened his mouth, someone immediately echoed him.

It is true that the battle on the city wall was too fierce, and the death toll was too appalling. Merit is important, but one's own background power is even more important. Otherwise, even if the great merit comes, it will be just a castle in the sky, and it will be used as a wedding dress for others.

Zhuge Di also hesitated...

He didn't feel sorry for how many people died, as long as he could wipe out the rebels and seize the king city, he would be victorious, and the king's position would be at his fingertips. He didn't believe that Fan Zhenlong's life would still be spared after Jia alone captured the king city for so long.What he hesitated was, if he insisted on attacking the city, would these wealthy gangsters who surrendered to him in the name of righteousness simply turn against him?

But if he gave up the siege at this moment, he was afraid that Yijia would have a chance to breathe and come back to fight back.

After all, the more than ten thousand rebels under Jia Duo's hands are the regular army of the entire Linyi Kingdom, and their combat effectiveness is by no means comparable to that of the mob like the Qin King's Division...

Fortunately, someone stepped forward to top the tank for him.

Lieutenant Tang Jun sat on his horse and yelled loudly: "Stupid! How can you withdraw your troops at such a critical juncture when you have fallen short for the sake of the mountain? We can't bear such casualties, and the rebels can't bear it! The decisiveness of war lies in persistence. Whoever can grit his teeth and persevere to the end will win, and whoever retreats first will fail! You must never retreat, as long as you persist, the rebel army will collapse first!"

Some people objected: "You Tang people are indeed much smarter than us, but you just stand and talk without pain in your back. Anyway, it's not your private slave who died, so of course you don't feel bad! After all, don't you Tang people want to send troops to help us? What about people? Why aren't you here yet?"

(End of this chapter)