Father can be an enemy to the country

The soldiers liked this letter very much.

First, the prince respects them from the bottom of his heart and treats them as brothers. A scholar who dies for a confidant will die without regrets.

Second, I know that my hard battle here is meaningful. A worthy death.

Third, it is the reward promised by the prince, which is really awesome. They had already been promoted to two levels by Boss Zhu, and now the prince has promoted them to three levels in a row. The worst they can do is get a trial of 100 households. Most of them are 100 households. Those with a serious level of 800 are considered mid-level officers.

The tenfold reward and the promise to the dead and wounded convinced the soldiers that their sacrifices were valuable. It is glorious to die.

In short, after listening, they felt great comfort and gained the courage to continue.

Hu Quan carried this letter with him. When he saw that the soldiers were in a bad mood, he took it out and read it to everyone. The soldiers never tire of listening, and every time the effect is very good, this time is no exception...

He carefully folded the letter paper again, stuffed it back into the envelope, put it into the boot leaf, inserted it back into the boot, then stood up and shouted impassionedly to the soldiers:

"Everyone, since the beginning of the war, we have faced enemy soldiers ten times our own at all times. We have endured a lot of hardships and been surrounded by dangers. But we have held on for seventy days and created a miracle that will surely be recorded in history! Now - our perseverance has reached the final stage. How can we bear to fall short for the sake of the mountain? So brothers, cheer up, grit your teeth and fight this battle. The victory will definitely belong to us, and the glory will definitely belong to us. !”

"Okay, hold on..." The soldiers were finally mobilized to fight again and responded in unison.

~~

The shout floated across the city and reached the hillside on the opposite side, making the swordsman's face turned earth-colored and speechless.

"Are these Ming soldiers still human beings?" He leaned back on his chair and groaned feebly: "They are already like Boyi, how can they still have energy?"

"Madmen, a group of madmen..." Peng Mailang also felt as if he had seen a ghost. In his opinion, the will shown by the other party no longer belongs to the category of human beings.

"We must also show our strength and not let them look down upon us!" Dao Silang gritted his teeth.

"But the marshal is completely unable to command..." Jin Mailang said dejectedly. To this day, he and Peng Mailang are the only two generals who still stay with Dao Silang. The rest of the people were either dead, injured, or fled, but they were all gone.

This is great, even the most trusted troops are not obeying orders.

Dao Silang looked at the lifeless military camp and fell completely into unrealistic paranoia: "The command can't be moved? What does the supervising team do for food? Then let them come!"

"I'm talking about the supervising team..." Jin Mailang laughed miserably and said: "They said that if they dare to attack the city, they will rebel like other troops."

"..." Dao Silang was stunned when he heard this. Sitting slumped in his chair, he looked straight at the out-of-reach Dingbian city wall and murmured: "Is it really impossible to capture it?"

"If we really can't attack, don't be stubborn, Marshal." Although Peng Mailang stayed by his side, he was determined not to listen to him and attack the city again. "Otherwise the three of us will have to go..."

"Alas..." Dao Silang closed his eyes in despair, waved his hands feebly and said, "Let's go, let's all go. If anyone asks, just say it's my order."

"..." Peng Mailang and Jin Mailang looked at each other, wondering what they would do if they couldn't leave. Marshal Zuo is no longer normal. He might change his mind and ask them to attack the city again.

They kowtowed to Dao Silang together, and then led the remaining men to stagger out of the camp. The other Luchan soldiers in the barracks saw that even the marshal's cronies and son-in-law ran away with the supervising team, so what should they have to worry about?

Anyone who could still move ran away with the bucket.

Dao Silang never looked back, just looking at the city wall not far away. Just like Chen Youliang more than 20 years ago, although he had thought about it ten thousand times, he still couldn't figure out why ten times his own strength was lost to such a city wall that looked crumbling, but was actually crumbling. Can't defeat it even if it's bleeding?

Could it be that this is destiny?

In the end, he and Chen Youliang came to the same conclusion. It’s God who doesn’t want me to win!

There is an old saying among their Dai people, "The people cannot fight against the officials, and the people cannot fight against the Heavenly Lord." Before, he only believed the first half of the sentence, but now he finally believes it in full.

Dao Silang was immersed in the spiritual world like a sage, when he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Peng Mailang and Jin Mailang had left and returned again.

"You still have some conscience..." A smile appeared at the corner of Dao Silang's mouth. "It seems that I am not a failure as a human being."

"No, Marshal, the king's army has arrived!" But the two of them were not what he thought at all.

"Yes, the army has entered the Nanjian Valley." Jin Mailang also nodded.

"I see..." Dao Silang's eyes were completely blank. Yes, who would be stupid enough to become a deserter at this juncture?

"Let's go and see the king quickly?" Peng Mailang urged: "We have tried our best and are worthy of the king."

"You go ahead..." Dao Silang shook his head. His brother's letter had made it very clear. And based on his understanding of the king, he would probably chop off his own head as soon as he met him to get rid of his bad luck.

It’s better to save some dignity for yourself...

~~

After nearly a month of marching, Silunfa's army finally arrived at the Nanjian Valley. Wang Jia was several miles outside Dingyuan City.

After traveling thousands of miles over mountains and ridges, the entire army was showing signs of fatigue. However, the harvest was also great. Wherever the army passed, the chieftains along the way were all fighting, either fleeing or surrendering, which greatly enhanced the prestige of the Luchuan Kingdom.

Although this was exactly what Silunfa wanted, he also knew very well that everything was in vain until Mu Ying was defeated. Once the war goes unfavorably, those wallflowers will sway again.

Therefore, he has made up his mind to annihilate the 30,000 Ming army and capture Mu Ying alive at any cost!

However, as soon as he arrived at the end of the field, he was given a slap in the face.

"Our army has been fighting to this day and still has not captured Dingyuan City. Marshal Zuo knew that he had lost his troops and generals, so he took all the blame and committed suicide to thank the king!" Peng Mailang and Jin Mailang came to see him with Dao Silang's body. .

Silunfa looked at these two haggard and skinny guys and couldn't recognize them as his generals. Looking at Dao Silang who was already lying on the bed, he had just committed suicide, but he looked like a mummy that had been dried for many years.

Seeing the miserable condition of his eldest brother, Dao Siyang couldn't help crying loudly.

Silunfa said coldly: "A good death. If he dares to come alive to see me, I will kill him too!"