poor family prodigal

"Don't be afraid, you will win!"

Wang Yuan turned around, wiped away the tears on Hu Mengying's pretty face, and comforted her softly.

"Ok!"

Her fingertips traced across her pretty face, Hu Mengying's delicate body trembled, and she mustered up the courage to say: "Sir, I..."

"I know you're scared!"

Wang Yuan looked sighing: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. In fact, I'm afraid too!"

Hu Mengying was surprised: "Master, you are afraid too!"

Wang Yuan raised his finger and said silently: "Shh, don't be so loud. If people hear it, I, the military advisor, will be scared. Where can I put my face?"

Puchi!

Hu Mengying smiled: "I thought the young master was not afraid of heaven and earth!"

"I'm afraid of a lot of things, but you don't know it!"

Wang Yuan changed the subject: "Do you have anything to say to me?"

"Uh...no, no more!"

Hu Mengying quickly lowered her head. The courage she had just raised has completely disappeared!

Wang Yuan said: "Then go back to sleep quickly!"

"Oh!"

Hu Mengying lowered her head and pursed her lips, moved out of the room step by step, and ran away as if she were flying out of the door!

"Hey, girls are just timid. If they fight, they will be so scared that they can't sleep!"

Wang Yuan yawned, fell asleep until dawn, and woke up instinctively!

Dahu and Erhu are already waiting in front of the door, and the black-armored veteran has already left!

Hu Mengying, the boy from Dawang Village, and the stove farmer from Lao Feizhuang are all waiting in the front yard!

Their eyes were full of worry, but no one said it out loud!

Wang Yuan waved his hand, said nothing, and left with Dahu, Erhu and his party!

In the yard, sobbing and crying could be heard, and many people could not bear it any longer!

Hu Mengying's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her nails were pinched into her palms!

These days, I have been brainwashed by the messengers, and I am not afraid of the deserters!

But when the day of the battle finally came, I remembered that [-] soldiers faced off against [-] horsemen.

No one can imagine how to win!

"God bless you, may you win the battle, and may you return safely!"

Hu Mengying clasped her hands together and piously gathered in the courtyard!

Bang bang bang!

The old Feizhuang kitchen owner kowtowed directly!

After going on an inspection tour of Beiying, Wang Yuan led a group of soldiers and went straight to the city wall.

Along the way, many people in the city stood on the roadside and watched with complicated expressions.

"Do you think we can win this battle?"

"It goes without saying that he will definitely win. The young marshal has defeated King Tu Nan before!"

"King Tu Nan is old. Now he wets his shoes even when he urinates in the wind. It's no longer possible!"

"Yes, the young marshal is recruiting the black-armored army again. It will be easy to defeat them!"

Brainwashed by the messengers sent by Wang Yuan, many people in the city are confident in this battle!

"But I heard that the deserters have [-] cavalry, while we only have [-] soldiers and [-] cavalry in the city!"

"One cavalry blocks eight steps. The cavalry is much more powerful than the infantry. No infantryman will agree to the cavalry!"

"The Black Armored Army has been fighting for so many years, but there are not many left, and it was disbanded by the court. The young commander has been here for less than half a month, how many signs can he give?"

"It's okay to defend the city and wait for reinforcements, but if you rush out of the city in a decisive battle, you will lose!"

"Did you know that this plan came from a scholar? Now that scholar is working as a military advisor. He has never fought in a war and knows how to give random orders!"

"This battle is definitely not lost!"

Many family members of officials who had not left the city had sad faces!

They are well-informed, unlike ordinary soldiers who believe in others' words and have their own opinions.

……

Jiushan County Government Office!

The prefect Zhang Han was sitting in the lobby, neatly dressed in official uniform, and his heart was agitated.

Not long after, a staff member came in a hurry!

Zhang Han said: "How are things arranged?"

"Back to the master, Madam, Master, the furniture you have saved over the years was sent out of the city half a month ago, and now it has arrived safely in your hometown!"

The staff member said softly: "Master, you really don't want to leave!"

"Let's go, how can I go!"

Zhang Han smiled bitterly: "I am the prefect of the imperial court. If the city of Jiushan County is destroyed, I will be punished with death. If I surrender to the deserters, my wife and children will be killed by the imperial court, and even the nine tribes will suffer. Now I can only wait for the city to be destroyed." Take poison, be loyal to the court, and still get a posthumous title!"

The staff frowned and said, "It's all Wang Yuan's fault. If he hadn't given random orders and tricked the young commander into going out of the city to fight King Tu Nan, we might not have been defeated by the deserters while we were waiting for reinforcements in the city. The scholar who talks about military affairs on paper has really harmed the country and the people! "

"There is nothing I can do. The young marshal was bewitched by him. He has given all the gold medals and arrows to him. Who dares to object!"

Zhang Han gritted his teeth and changed the topic: "How many county magistrates and wealthy families are left in the city?"

The staff member raised his eyebrows: "All the important family members except the Wang family have left, and now only the poor people who were fooled by Wang Yuan are left in the city!"

"Wang family, he really believes that Wu Ling and Wang Yuan can win!"

Zhang Han smiled and waved his hand: "Sir, you should leave too, otherwise when Wuling is defeated and the deserters break through the city, you won't be able to leave even if you want to!"

"Dong Weng, take care!"

The staff clasped their fists and retreated.

The noise outside the government office became more and more noisy, and Zhang Han couldn't help shouting: "Here comes someone, what's going on?"

A patrol officer came in and reported: "Master Huifutai, Master Tongzhi has returned from the county, bringing hundreds of cattle with him, and he is about to deliver them to the military camp!"

Zhang Han waved his hand, and when the patrol was over, he couldn't help but frown: "This Yan Fu really listened to that boy's words and did whatever he was told. When Wuling is defeated and the city is defeated, everything he does will be in vain!"

……

The commander's residence!

"Have you packed your things? Leave the city and rush to Kyoto to take refuge immediately!

Xue Pan didn't sleep in today, commanding his soldiers and servants to prepare to escape!

The accompanying staff said: "Young master, if we leave like this, Jiushan County will be lost. It is a serious crime for you as the commander. Even if you return to Kyoto, you will not be able to do well. We might as well wait and see if the young marshal and military advisor can turn the tide of the war!"

"Twenty thousand against one hundred thousand, even the gods can't win! I really thought that if Wu Ling took action, he would win every battle. As for the military advisor Wang Yuan, he is just a scholar who talks about military affairs on paper. Wu Ling doesn't believe in him, but he can still hold on for a while. He believes in his decisive battle. This is a sure defeat!”

Xue Pan smiled coldly: "In the past, I would have died if I returned to Beijing, but now with Wang Yuan and Wu Ling, they can be the scapegoats. At most, I will be demoted. Let's go!"

Carriages drove out of the commander's residence and traveled out of Nancheng!

At the south city gate, a carriage with the word "white" also drove out of Jiushan County City!

In the car, the woman in purple frowned: "You didn't think they would win at all. If you thought they would win, you wouldn't leave now!"

"Beauty, I think they will win, but it's up to people to make things happen, and it's up to God to make things happen!"

Bai Feifei smiled slightly: "There is nothing foolproof in this world, so I will not risk my life to accompany them on this gamble! We are waiting for news outside the city. If they win, we will return to the city immediately. If God's will is inevitable, we will Nanxiazhou City.”

The woman in purple was silent, her heart flew to the north of the city, and she waited uneasily.

……

Unlike these people who left, more people are really waiting uneasily!

In the Wang family, Wang Haitian rarely drank. He brewed a pot of tea, twirled the cup, and looked to the north of the city.

Unlike others, he believed from the bottom of his heart that that little brother could win!

Because he knows that the little brother is not a pedantic person and will not make fun of his own life!

If he wasn't sure, he wouldn't stay!

But he couldn't figure out how that little brother won!

Wang Zhonglou, who had dark circles under his eyes, lit three sticks of incense and stuck it into the incense burner: "God, if you wish Wu Ling and Uncle Yuan to win this battle, I, Wang Zhonglou, can make an oath not to go to the fence for three years." !”

……

Thousands of miles away in Kyoto, Imperial Study Room!

Emperor Xinglong, the left and right prime ministers, and the six ministers all frowned and remained silent!

This battle can be said to involve the great cause of the rest of the country's destiny!

If the battle is defeated, Huangren's cavalry can go south and reach Chengzhou City in less than a month.

After passing the prefectural city and attacking Kyoto, the river will be smooth and unobstructed.

Emperor Xinglong regretted it a little.

I regretted that I should not have gambled in the first place. I should have immediately issued an order to only defend the city and not go to war.

It's too late to regret now!

However, he bought a heavy insurance policy and mobilized his army to defend Chengzhou City.

……

In the north of the city, on the city wall, Wang Yuan was dressed in cloth. Next to him were Ping Jian, the best archer among the black-armored veterans, and the big tiger in armor with a Tang sword hanging on his waist, and the Dawangzhuang boy holding a Zhuge Liannu!

There are three-bow crossbows placed ten steps apart. There are thirty in total. A group of secretly training crossbowmen, two people are responsible for one!

The remaining one thousand soldiers, holding Zhuge's serial crossbows,

The soldiers under the city wall are divided into five layers!

On the first level, two thousand spearmen were arranged in three rows in front, forming a large oval!

The original one-foot-long spear was replaced by a five-meter-long grab bar, which was inserted diagonally into the ground to form the first line of defense.

On the second level, there are four thousand crossbowmen, using longbows and divine arm crossbows!

On the third floor, seventy three-bow crossbows were arranged in a large arc shape, all covered with animal skins!

On the fourth floor, Wu Ling was dressed in black armor, with a Tang sword hanging from his waist, holding a big gun, and riding a tall war horse. Behind him were Erhu, Wang Hanshan, and nearly a hundred black-armored veterans with Tang swords.

On the fifth floor, two thousand heavy infantrymen wearing cloth armor, holding broadswords and axes!

This is the total strength of Wang Yuan and Wu Ling, a total of eleven thousand soldiers!

The group of people looked at the deserted camp quietly!

Rumble!

Suddenly, the ground was shaking, the air was roaring, and dust was flying everywhere!

Tall war horses carrying desert soldiers wearing fish scale armor were overwhelming like a silver wave!

Seeing this scene, the soldiers of Daye were heartbroken and chilled down their spines!

The deserted men's iron cavalry rolled towards Jiushan County.

In the middle of the team, there was a huge chariot, pulled by eight tall horses!

King Tu Nan is in the center, surrounded by heralds holding chess pieces, and a large flag in front of him hunting in the wind.

Looking at the Jiushan Commandery just around the corner, King Tu Nan, wearing bright light armor, waved his hand!

bang bang bang...

The messenger waved the flag, the war drum roared, and the attack began!

kill!

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and soldiers from the wilderness shouted together, and the sound surged into the gray sky, as if the sky was shaking!

Pieces of heavy snow fell from the sky!

In the heavy snow, the deserted people are wrapped in the wind and snow, like a silver wave that covers the sky.

"Snowing!"

Snowflakes fell on his cheeks. King Tu Nan frowned and looked up at the sky for a moment before saying, "Agucha, my father was born in the heavy snow. The chief priest of the tribe said that my father was a born warrior, destined to lead the desert people to glory."

Agucha nodded, but looked at the attacking cavalry, his mind completely attracted.

King Tu Nan thought to himself: "My father was the best among his peers when he was eight years old. He went to the battlefield when he was ten years old and beheaded three Daye soldiers. When he was thirteen years old, he became a general and captured a Daye military advisor. He learned Daye's art of war from him. But within five years, he had excelled in his skills. From then on, he independently led the army, won every battle along the way, and was not defeated for thirty years. He was awarded the title of King of Tu Nan."

The surrounding flag bearers were full of admiration.

Agucha was surprised: the attack order had been issued, and his father should concentrate on the command. Why did he say these words at this critical moment?