The Emperor ordered Zhao Tang

Chapter 285: Second Battle with Feng Yi (Part )

"Kill!" Under the blue sky and white clouds, densely packed armored soldiers formed an array, holding up tightly-fitting shields, and rushed towards the enemy camp.

The evil army has filled the traps and trenches with flesh and blood, and the rest is up to the army.

The righteous lieutenant Murong Zhang, who received the mission, sent Wang Yanzhang and Ding Hui to attack the gate with more than 15,000 righteous soldiers. Linghu Tao, Shui Wusheng, Yang Gui, Huangfu Lin and other generals led 5,000 men to harass the other walls and fences, drawing fire from them and cooperating with them.

Murong Zhang was very surprised that Ding Hui was not dead.

He was so suspicious in Bianliang that he asked for leave every two or three days. However, he was still valued and was ordered to stay at home during the Battle of Luoyang. Unexpectedly, after Wang Jingrao rebelled in Bianliang, he directly abandoned the Queen and fled back to his hometown. Under Zhu Wen's command, he survived the Bianliang Rebellion and came to Chang'an, and he was fine again.

This guy's position in Daliang is not low. Zhu Wen's Yuan followed him, which is equivalent to Li Cunxin, Li Cunzhang, and Xue Zhiqin to Li Keyong. When he first arrived in the capital, it was said that the Chief Censor Wu Gongdu was ready to nominate him for arrest, but I don't know why he didn't do it. Maybe someone said peace.

It should be the queen of pop. This is not the first or second time that she has participated in the Baoding Club.

Hey, Zhu Laosan eats the Queen of Heaven, and Li Laoqi also eats it.

This time she gave birth to three holy sons, Li Guanyin, Li Shaoyin and Li Zichuan. It is said that after the rebellion in Beijing, she will be conferred the title of Lady of Yan State.

In this way, you can rest assured in the court!

"Fight well and don't let down the trust of Heaven - the Saint." Murong Zhang glanced at Ding Hui who was ready to fight and gave him a reminder.

Ding Hui felt really bad. If it was in Bianliang, Murong Zhang would not have the qualifications to sit at the same table with him, but now he acted like a superior. Do I need you to teach me how to fight? But there was nothing he could do, because he came late.

"Yes." Putting aside his emotions, Ding Hui crossed his hands respectfully.

"Hmph!" Wang Yanzhang glanced at Ding Hui, his face was not good. Shui Wusheng, Huangfu Lin and others squinted their eyes and spat in a low voice: "You bastard."

Ding Hui knew that these people were resentful of him for abandoning the Queen and running away alone, but he just pretended not to see it.

A wise bird chooses the right tree to roost in. He is not a fool like Pang Shigu who would fight to the end for Zhu Wen.

"Everyone! Li's army is small and has just finished looting, so they want to return home. Moreover, many officers and soldiers have fought side by side with the saint and have a family relationship with the virtuous concubine, so they don't want to be enemies." Ding Hui pulled up his belt, climbed on the horse, and raised his voice, "Now I have tens of thousands of elite troops, all of whom are veterans of many battles in the Central Plains. It's like an eagle catching a chick to fight Li Keyong. Now that I have arranged the battle array, it's not a joke. Everyone listen to my orders, and try to capture the Anleyuan camp within three days, tear out Li Cunzhang's intestines and hang them under Dali City, and cut off the arm of the one-eyed dragon!"

"Yes, sir." The officers responded sparsely.

The soldiers were too lazy to say a word, and looked like a group of dead people, with the word "death" written all over their faces.

In fact, most of these people came from elite forces such as Zhuliang Changjian Army, Luoyanzi, Hall Guards, and Konghe. They were the backbone of the industry in various technical skills and were fully qualified to serve as grassroots officers. The problem was that their spirit had collapsed.

If Emperor Li does not devote his energy to long-term rectification, it will only become more and more useless. Unfortunately, he does not seem to trust the people of Bian, especially those who were once the backbone of Zhu Wen, and he does not see any willingness to train them for the time being.

Ding Hui's face was grim, but at this point, he could only reluctantly organize a large army to attack. Let's fight first, and wait for him to personally fight in the battlefield for a few times to create the right atmosphere, and the soldiers should be able to get excited.

Just as they set out, the vanguards were already swarming back in defeat: "We can't hold on any longer!"

Ding Hui was embarrassed and furious. Looking back at the righteous army that looked like August cucumbers, he couldn't help but want to cry. Why not let Ali, who is of marriageable age, enter the palace to serve the saint. Ali is so beautiful, smart, and lively. The saint will definitely like her...his uncle. This way, he can save ten years of detours and avoid fighting and killing on the battlefield and dying at any time...

But without any merit, you can't see the saint, so how can you have the opportunity to show your loyalty in front of him?
All kinds of thoughts popped up in his mind. Ding Hui shook his shoulders and shouted loudly: "Hey, guys, follow me!"

He lifted the shield with one hand and rushed forward like a bulldozer. The soldiers beside him saw this and shouted to speed up, speaking in a Henan accent: "Kill the duck! Charge the duck!"

"Bang!" Facing the rain of arrows from the locusts, the righteous army quickly arrived at the Anleyuan camp. "Ka-ka-ka--" large shields and wooden boards were spliced together to form a wall of boards connected to each other. The Bian soldiers holding shields took out the weapons and spears they carried to prop it up and reinforce it. The rest climbed over the wall, dug trenches, and cut fences, and their movements were very swift, just like the Daocheng Temple that killed Zhu Wen.

"Kill!" The defenders in the camp used their spears to poke desperately outwards through the gaps between the wooden stakes.

Ding Hui had already rushed to the camp wall himself, using his shield to push away the bright red spears that were stabbing at him like a forest. He knelt under the fence with the surrounding soldiers and dug hard, passing the frame and dumping the soil. Dozens of swords and daggers hacked and stabbed at the fence where Ding Hui was kneeling. From time to time, there was a sizzling sound of large barrels of boiling water splashing over. Many Bian people were burned to the ground by the boiling water that flowed down the seams of their shields and fell into their eyes.

Ding Hui also ate several buckets of wine, but he kept his face covered with a mask and kept his head down. Apart from the fact that his face was burning and his heart was burning, he was fine: "I dug and dug in the mausoleums in Guanzhong. I dug out a young woman, and a general, and laughed..."

He gritted his teeth viciously and muttered to himself.

In the camp, Li Cunzhang looked at the dense mass of Bian people on the opposite side from the watchtower, then listened attentively to the continuous sounds of digging and chopping fences, and waved his hand: "Wait for my order, concentrate the cavalry to charge, and then select the vanguard to climb over the wall and go out to fight hand to hand! I will lead the team myself to fight Ding Hui, the old beast and old enemy! Li Cunxiao can't beat him, I want to see if he is invincible!"

"It's broken! It's broken! It's broken!"

Outside the wall, Ding Hui, who looked like a mud monkey, shook his head violently, shouted a few times, pushed away the soldiers crowded on his left and right, and smashed his head and body towards the shaking wooden stake in front of him: "Bang bang bang..."

"You bastard! Kill old dog Ding!"

“Go, go, go!” More than a dozen Bian soldiers found a small pine log from somewhere, lifted it and charged at Ding Hui under the protection of their shields: “Get out of the way! We’ll kill you without any compensation!”

"Hahahaha!" Ding Hui's hair was flying all over the place, and he spun nimbly like the Hu Xuanwu, dodging the bullets coming from behind and the splashing weapons coming from behind, and getting out of the way of the pine sticks in front of him.

"Kill!!!" The Bian soldiers followed in like a rat tide and surrounded this gap. The killers didn't wait for the fence to break down, they threw iron hooks to grab inside, put knives in their mouths, and climbed up with their hands and feet. The defenders leaned half of their bodies under the wall and stabbed down madly. There was chaos on the wall and below the wall. Some Hedong soldiers were caught with swords and guns, and were thrown off the wall, thrown into the crowd, and chopped into a pink ground.

More defenders gathered behind the wall, shouting and shoving each other, fighting back desperately to make these mad dogs retreat, while listening to the officers' orders and preparing to break into the camp and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

"Boom, boom, boom..." A large group of Khitan and Tatar cavalry arrived. Li Cunzhang jumped over the gate on his horse and stepped into the fierce crowd of Bian people.

Ding Hui shouted and rushed out of the crowd: "Li Cunzhang is right there. Take off the dog's head and this Anleyuan will be ours! There are all kinds of rewards and beauties! The righteous army! Fame, wealth, and future prosperity all depend on this battle!"

He stripped off his clothes, raised a huge sword in both hands, gritted his teeth and marched forward: "Justice Army, attack!"

"Boom, boom, boom..." Several riders came galloping, and their horse spears stabbed towards Ding Hui's internal organs like lightning.

"Ah!" Ding Hui swung his sword horizontally, and wherever the sword passed, all the spears that were stretched out were cut off.

"Ah!!" Another knife.

"Puff!" Horse blood splattered, and the leading horse was broken into two pieces at an angle.

In the blink of an eye, Ding Hui had killed seven horses, like a red flag, stuck there firmly. From head to toe, his bare chest was dripping with hot horse blood.

"Ka-ka-ka..." Amid the noise, the Bian army had finished forming their battle array. Spears stretched out diagonally, bright red like snake tongues. The warriors in the front row stood with their legs crossed, half sideways, staring at the invading enemy: "Kill!"

“As long as we capture the Anleyuan camp, we will be rewarded for killing the leader of the bandits!” Wang Yanzhang encouraged them loudly: “As long as the Queen Mother is here, don’t worry that we are stray dogs. Even if we enter the court, we will still be the souls of the Holy Tang Dynasty after death! The East Courtyard Shrine and the Hall of Heroes are open to the imperial guards, but why can’t we?!”

"Roar, roar, roar... Deadly Dragon! Little Hesitant! Second or Third Son..." The Bian soldiers shouted back, "When will this day end? I will die with you! Be my witness!"

We Henan soldiers are not afraid of death!
In this world, it’s better to die!

(End of this chapter)