Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 205 Ghost Troop 2
  Sun Chi rushed up to the city wall like a thunderstorm, shouted loudly, raised his arms, and the spear tip was like a snake letter, hesitating, and pierced the throats of three Tatars in one glance!

"What a good method!" Yang Xiong secretly praised, he couldn't believe that Fengzi Longsun still had such martial arts! It can be seen that he is not a playboy on weekdays.

Sun Chi had been holding back for so many days, and he was thirsty for a fight. He only went to kill where there were many people, and killed several more people in an instant. His golden armor shone brightly under the light of the torch. The Tatars also knew what they were doing, and they tried their best to attack him. Come forward to kill.

All the guards and soldiers tried their best to stop him, occasionally letting one pass to give him pleasure, and a few people had to watch from the side.

Sun Chi had learned from a famous teacher since he was a child, and he was extremely proficient in spear and stick skills. He could shoot one by one effortlessly, and shouted: "Don't stop me, let all the Tatars come over, and I will kill them all!"

Everyone saw that he was really good at martial arts, so they had to let a few more go.

"Well done!" Sun Chi shouted, ducking past the Tatar who was coming from behind. The tail of his gun slammed back with a click, shattering the Tatar's throat.

The Tatar had a look of pain on his face, clutching his throat and fell down. The two Tatars in front rushed at him again, wielding scimitars.

Sun Chi smiled coldly, trembled with the tip of his gun, and stabbed directly into one man's heart. Before he could draw his gun, another Tatar pounced on him with a knife.

Sun Chi didn't panic, turned slightly to the side, raised the barrel of his gun to block, then turned around and kicked him hard in the chest. The Tatar screamed and fell out of the city wall.

"Come again!" Sun Chi roared, pulling out his spear with a majestic look.

Encouraged by him, the defenders on the wall became more courageous. They yelled and cursed loudly, smashed the rolling stones and wood, and poured down vats of boiling oil and gold juice. Suddenly countless Tatars screamed and rolled down the city.

In the dark night, the fighting continued. It was not until the sun came out that the Tatar offensive stopped slightly, and it was time for them to rotate again.

Jia Cong and his party rested on Qipan Mountain for a whole day. In the evening, they quietly came down the mountain, tied their horses to the edge of the forest, and sneaked towards the Tatar camp that stretched for dozens of miles ahead. To get close to Fengtian, they had to cross in front of them. The ten-mile company camp.

It seems that due to the heavy casualties caused by the continuous siege, the Tatars finally stopped the night siege and seemed to be rethinking their strategies.

Jia Cong breathed a sigh of relief. Without attacking the city, it would be much easier for Wang Fei to get in touch.

Everyone was lurking in waist-deep grass outside the camp. Jia Cong warned: "Wang Fei, if you don't see us when you return later, you can meet us back in the forest where the horses are tied. If we get separated, we can meet up at the big rock on Qipan Mountain." Waiting for you, your actions are very important, so be careful."

Wang Fei tightened his belt and said, "Don't worry, sir. I will do my best for this humble position."

"Go." Jia Cong patted his shoulder.

Wang Fei took advantage of the darkness and slipped away.

During the day, he had already observed the layout of the Tatar camps. It seemed that they were not uniform. Instead, each tribe set up their own camp. Each tribe had its own large banner inserted in the tent, leaving gaps between the tribes' camps.

Wearing a Tatar robe, he swaggered through the gaps in the camp when there were few people around at night. When he met anyone, he would reply in Tatar dialect: "My brother died in the battle below the city. I'm going to carry him back."

Then he walked over with a solemn look on his face, and actually got a lot of respectful looks.

Wang Fei walked faster and faster, gradually leaving the camp surrounded by lights. The moment he was submerged in darkness again, he ran away and rushed to the foot of Fengtian City in one breath. He couldn't help but shudder when he saw the piles of corpses scattered everywhere.

After calming down, Wang Fei took out a piece of white cloth with writing on it from his arms, wrapped it in a stone, looked at the fire at the top of the city, swung it with his hand, and threw it on the wall.

Snapped! There was a soft sound, and the stone fell into the city wall passage. When the soldiers saw something written on the cloth, they hurriedly reported it.

Sun Chi had nothing to do. He was wearing armor and sitting in the city gate tower chatting with Yang Xiong.

"Old General, you saw it last night, what are my methods like?" Sun Chi said proudly.

Yang Xiong smiled and said: "Your Highness is a young hero with superb martial arts, which is rare in my life." This is indeed a sincere statement.

Sun Chi laughed loudly and said, "How do you compare to this kid Jia Cong?"

Yang Xiong said: "I heard that Brother Cong fought against the Tatars in Shifang Temple Fort in a very orderly manner. It shows that he leads troops well, but I have never seen such martial arts.

However, the old minister heard that he is the best in today's martial arts, so although he is not as good as His Highness, he is not far behind. "

"The old general's words are wrong. I have seen Brother Cong's two actions with my own eyes. He is the first in infantry fighting. It is quite watery and not worth mentioning.

Hehe, it's a pity that the father gave him the title of Zilong. I think it should be given to me. "Sun Chi chuckled.

Yang Xiong smiled and said nothing. His Highness is quite naive. Your Majesty's kindness to Brother Cong is actually a show of good will to the Duke's lineage. What's the benefit of letting you serve as a son in the court? Can't you, a prince, become a general?
  Suddenly I heard a report from outside the door: "Sir, someone is flying stones under the city to deliver a message!"

"Send it up quickly." Yang Xiong said urgently. After being besieged for more than ten days, this was the first time he received information from the outside world.

Sun Chi also stretched his head curiously to look. Yang Xiong opened the book and looked at it. There were only two words on it, "Messenger", with a big seal of "Zhen Guofu Niu".

"Quick, put down the hanging basket and pull up the courier." Yang Xiong was overjoyed. The reinforcements finally arrived.

After a while, Wang Fei was pulled up and brought to Yang Xiong and Sun Chi.

It was the first time that Wang Fei saw such an important official. He knelt down and kowtowed: "This little man is under the command of Mr. Jia, the defense officer of Shifang Temple Fort. He was ordered to present important military information to the Commander-in-Chief." As he spoke, he took something from his arms. He took out a sealed bamboo tube and handed it over with both hands.

The sergeant next to him took it and handed it to Yang Xiong.

Yang Xiong checked it and found that the paint was in good condition. He nodded and took it apart. He saw that it was written in the secret language of the army and stamped with the seal of the Zhenguo Mansion. He handed it to his confidant to decipher it.

When Sun Chi heard that it was Jia Cong, he became interested and asked, "How is Jia Cong doing now? How many Tatars have he killed?"

Wang Fei saw that although he was young, he was sitting on top of Yang Xiong. He knew that this man had an astonishing background. He hurriedly knelt on the ground and replied: "In return for your honor, Jia Feng led his troops to defend the Shifang Temple Fort and defeated the Tatar Prince Ji." Department of Yasaiyin.

He beheaded nearly 10,000 people, built a Jingguan, killed Jiya Saiyin, and took away his seven white banners. Now he is outside the city, waiting for the response from the Commander-in-Chief. "

"What? Say it again. If you dare to lie about the military situation, you will not be spared." Sun Chi neither believed nor accepted, so he asked him to explain in detail.

Yang Xiong was also surprised and happy, how could Brother Cong be so capable? It can be considered that the strong master wins the ancestor.

Wang Fei hurriedly told Jia Cong how to purchase supplies with his own money, how to choose the front, how to dig tunnels in advance, how to defend the city, how to rob the camp, etc.

Yang Xiong nodded repeatedly when he heard this, stroking his beard and exclaiming: "The Duke of the country has a queen, the Duke of the country has a queen!"

Sun Chi listened blankly for a long time, then suddenly laughed loudly: "What a good brother Cong, what a good brother Cong! You really deserve the name of 'Zilong'! I'm going to trick you."

At this time, his subordinates had deciphered the secret message and presented it to Yang Xiong.

Yang Xiong read it carefully twice, pondered for a moment, took the letter, wrote a big "can" directly, stamped it with his general's seal, sealed it again and handed it to Wang Fei.

"Send a message to Brother Cong for me, telling him to be careful and take care of yourself. It depends on your strategy rather than your courage, and you must not act rashly." Yang Xiong said.

Sun Chi glanced at him sideways, feeling a little unhappy. Could it be that I was being brave and foolhardy? Asshole.

"Tell him something for me and see you on the battlefield!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Fei hurriedly agreed, but hesitated a little. You just let me take the lead, the devil knows who you are.

Yang Xiong smiled and said, "This is His Royal Highness the Tenth Prince."

Wang Fei was startled and hurriedly kowtowed again before bowing and retreating. Change the direction, slide down the rope, and return the way you came.

"Old General, what did Brother Cong bring the letter to say?" Sun Chi asked hurriedly.

Yang Xiong waved his hand, retreated, and whispered: "Uncle Niu said in the letter that he has brought 30,000 fine cavalry, and they are now stationed in Liutiao Village, Hupiyi, and Wujingbao. Now the Tatar soldiers The momentum is not exhausted, and no rescue opportunity has yet been found, so..."

"A wonderful idea." Sun Chi chuckled after hearing this.

After Yang Xiong finished speaking, he shouted: "Pass on my military order. Now the reinforcements from the imperial court are coming. Please cheer up the soldiers. If we guard for another ten days, the Tatars will be defeated!"

"Yes!"

The good news blew quickly throughout the city like the wind. All the soldiers and civilians in the city were happy and their morale was boosted.

Jia Cong and his party successfully completed their mission, quickly returned to Liutiao Village, and brought back Yang Xiong's reply.

"Okay! General Yang agrees with our strategy." Niu Jizong clapped his hands and said.

Jia Cong said: "In this case, we can prepare in advance."

Niu Jizong nodded and said: "We will take action in five days."

Jia Cong took the order and left. He had already agreed on a rescue plan with Niu Jizong, and he also took an action code name in advance: Ghost Force.

(End of this chapter)