surnamed Wang

Chapter 277
The battle under the city is coming to an end, the huge battlefield is divided into several areas, and the dynasty army in each area is on passive defense.

Under the double attack of the old man with the sword and [-] reinforcements, the Dynasty army had no choice but to resist desperately.

The firecrackers have completely lost their effect in this battle. Although they were brilliant at the beginning, they were all scrapped after being "taken care of" by Wen Fuding with Tianlei.

On the city wall, an old man who has no sense of existence from the beginning to the end is hiding in the corner and shaking the tortoise shell vigorously. Wen Fuding, who is sitting by the side, can't help but glance at him. Dozens of hexagrams, the tortoise shell was almost smoked by him.

Zhou Jiuer also didn't care about the rule of one hexagram a day, he calculated and calculated, if he lost this battle, he would have to lose his head, no matter how strict the rules are, it can't be as big as life.

He held his breath, poured out the copper coins from the tortoise shell, and after arranging them, he muttered again, and finally slapped his thigh, "It's done!"

Wen Fuding, who was meditating beside him, was terrified. He opened his eyes and looked over angrily, but saw that Zhou Jiuer was rubbing his legs, maybe the slap just now was too powerful.

Wen Fuding shook his head and sighed, everyone is a cultivator, this guy is not only slovenly, but also has no image of a tall man, he disappeared from the beginning of the war, and he doesn't know what is going on.

"The time has come, let the poor go."

Zhou Jiuer stroked his slender goatee exaggeratedly, and then under Wen Fuding's astonished gaze, he picked up a wooden stick on the ground and sneaked towards the two Wang Gangquan who were fighting.

At this time, Wang Bingquan was gaining momentum, he forced Wang Bingde back four or five steps in succession, and then saw the timing, he stabbed the opponent's shoulder with a sword, and just when he was about to take advantage of the victory to cut off the opponent's head, suddenly a "bang" came from his own head There was a loud bang.

Wang Quanquan turned his head in a daze, and found an old Taoist holding a wooden stick timidly.

"Your uncle..."

Before Wang Gangquan finished speaking, he fell down.

Zhou Jiuer, who succeeded in the sneak attack, dropped the stick and wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

Wang Bingde clutched his injured shoulder, his expression was more astonished than that of Wen Fuding in the distance. After he regained his senses, he shouted towards the city:
"Wang Gangquan has been defeated, why don't you just capture him without a fight?"

After finishing speaking, he drew his sword and put it on the chest of the unconscious Wang Gangquan, in case the enemy came to rescue him.

Yan Hanshan looked at the miserable situation of the four dynasty troops, he could only sigh secretly, "Everything is over", and dropped the sword in his hand.

……

At night, the city of Zhongdu was brightly lit. As the winner, Wang Bingde allowed his subordinates to drink and celebrate. He himself found Xie Lingyu. The two found a secluded place and leaned on the railing to watch the scenery.

The uncle and nephew hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, and they didn't know how to speak. After a moment of silence, Wang Bingde spoke first:

"Thank you uncle for your help."

Xie Lingyu smiled elegantly and said:
"One family doesn't talk about two different languages, so we don't need to be so polite."

Wang Bingde showed a smile when he heard the words, he was not good at smiling, but now he forced it out, he couldn't help but look a little stiff.

Xie Lingyu pretended not to see it, and continued to ask:
"How sure are you of success?"

"It was [-]% before this battle, and [-]% to [-]% after this battle."

Xie Linyu tapped her fingers on the railing, as if she was thinking, and continued to ask after a while:

"What do you plan to do with that Eighth Prince?"

"Wen Fuding asked me to kill him."

"What do you think?"

"I didn't think it through." Wang Bingde shook his head, "Until now, I don't know whether what I did was right or wrong."

In the past, he would never have trusted someone so easily.But being wary of others for so many years is enough to make him bored, and the other party has shown their sincerity by putting all their wealth and life on him, so he doesn't need to hide anything.

Xie Linyu was silent for a while when he heard the other party's words, and then said:

"Since ancient times, there is no absolute right or wrong in some things, you just have to do what you think is right.

You have to be careful about Wen Fuding, I think his plans are not simple, and a 300-year Daxing may not be able to satisfy his appetite. "

Wang Bingde was startled when he heard the words, then saluted the other party, and said sincerely:
"Thank you uncle."

Xie Lingyu laughed and patted him on the shoulder, finally there was a sense of elder and junior between the two of them.

Xie Lingyu finished laughing and continued to ask:
"What are you going to do next?"

Wang Bingde looked at the cannon outside the city, "Attack Pengcheng."

……

Even though Zhongdu is a prefectural city, 3 horses still seem too much.In the city, every inch of land is expensive, and there is not that much space for them to drink and have fun, so Zhao Hu divided the crowd into two groups, one group set up a fire in the square in the city, and the other group set up camp outside the city.

Food for a [-]-strong army is not a small expense. It is said that they can drink for fun, and each person is at most a mouthful of meat and a pot of wine. In this world where people can often starve to death, it is not bad to be able to eat these.

As a general, Zhao Hu was treated no better than ordinary soldiers, and he was sipping a pot of wine at the moment.

At this time, Zhou Jiuer came over, first looked around, and then asked in a low voice:
"What did you see during the day?"

"Ah?" Zhao Hu was full of doubts.

"When Fellow Daoist Wen asked you to gather the soldiers to a high place, I saw you froze for a moment."

Zhao Hu had just gone through a day of battle, both physically and mentally to the limit, when he heard what Zhou Jiuer said, he frowned and recalled it for a long time, after a long while, his expression suddenly changed.

"I remembered?"

Zhao Hu nodded, followed by looking around like Zhou Jiuer, and said in a low voice:

"Didn't the prince kneel down to that old Taoist at that time? I saw the prince was full of fear, but the old Taoist Wen was actually smiling."

"laugh?"

Zhao Hu nodded, "It's not a real smile, but a smile in his eyes. He concealed it very well, but I still noticed it."

Hearing this, Zhou Jiuer suddenly felt chills down his spine, and murmured, "This thing is getting more and more messy, so let's take some time to figure it out, or we won't even know how dead we are."

……

In the barracks outside the city, the Dynasty army was detained here after they surrendered. Wang Gangquan had already woken up, and it took him a long time to remember what had happened after rubbing the back of his swollen and sore head.

"That stinky fortune teller dared to sneak up on me, and he must get it back when I go out."

"Your Highness, do you think we are doomed?"

Xiao Chunzi, who was tied aside, said with a sad face at this moment.

"Afraid of a ball, he will still be a hero 20 years later." Yan Hanshan interjected.

"Then what if you will be a woman in your next life?" Xiao Chunzi asked back.

"Uh...then give birth to a few more heroes."

"Okay, what time is it?"

Wang Gangquan finally couldn't listen anymore, "If you have that spare time, why not think about how to escape first."

"How to escape?"

The other two almost said in unison, they are unarmed now, but the soldiers guarding them are armed with firecrackers, no matter how fast they run, can they be as fast as guns?
"Look at me for a while."

Wang Gangquan seemed to have thought of a plan long ago, and immediately fell to the ground and twitched all over.

Seeing this, the other two immediately understood and shouted loudly:
"Come quickly, the Eighth Prince has suffered from an old illness, so hurry up and find the doctor."

Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers did not dare to delay, and hurried forward to untie him.

"Don't bother." Wang Bingde came over at this time, and then ordered in a cold voice: "Gag the three of them, and then cover their eyes with a black cloth."

Yan Hanshan and Xiao Chunzi hurriedly looked at Wang Gangquan upon hearing the words, this...can they act on the basis of winks?
……

(End of this chapter)