wait for another year

Rumors spread like the wind from the gate of Chang'an City to one hundred and eight squares, and spread throughout the West Market and East Market.

The people in Chang'an City didn't have a bad impression of King Su himself - after all, whether it was a fire or a plague of locusts, King Su sent envoys to relieve the disaster and gave out a lot of money and food.

In addition, the rumors related to King Su have never stopped. What was forced by the cruel mother-in-law to marry a man, was driven out of Chang'an, and exiled to the desolate Saibei; In one scene, he even vomited blood; why did he have so much affection for that man's wife, so far he has not taken a concubine and had children, and even ran thousands of miles for this man's wife, killing enemies with his hands.

A figure who was already somewhat legendary, but with the addition of the rumor that he was invulnerable to swords and guns, suddenly shone like a god in the hearts of the simple people.

When Deng Xiang heard about this in the Daming Palace, he was quite out of breath, "Why didn't you all shoot him with all your arrows and shoot him to death? You even let him retreat without hesitation?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, several people saw it with their own eyes at that time. The arrow really fell straight in front of him. The crossbowmen also panicked, so they let him go away like that." His face paled in fright, and he knelt down on the ground, "These rumors are mostly spread by Xuanyuan's children. If we don't suppress them, I'm afraid it will shake the morale of the army."

Deng Xiang paced back and forth in the middle of the Taiji Hall like a trapped beast, "What news does Fanyun have?"

"His Royal Highness is still on the Jiangnan West Road. Not long ago, he fought against Dou Lijun several times, each winning or losing."

"King Xuanzhao." Deng Xiang was exhausted.

The waiter next to him stammered, "King Zhao...King Zhao went hunting today..."

Deng Xiang glared angrily, "At this moment, he still thinks about hunting?"

"The Empress's Qianqiu is coming soon, he wants to give the empress some fur, His Royal Highness Zhao Wang is also very filial."

Deng Xiang patted the railing in front of him, "Oh, these sons of mine really can't say anything... If Dalang is still here, why should I worry so much! By the way, what happened to Xiao Shizi?"

Deng Xiang chased Deng Jinglei as King Huan, and Cui Jinghu's cheap son was naturally the son of King Huan.

The servant's head was almost buried in the ground, "It's still the same."

Take all precautions, but the only flesh and blood of the most trustworthy son has been conspired to become an idiot. Even though Deng Xiang's heart is as hard as a stone, he can't help feeling sad.

"Princess Xiaohui has not closed her eyes for several days and nights, she is crying every day..."

Deng Xiang sighed, "Where are the Supreme Emperor and the Empress Dowager?"

The most unbelievable thing about the Dashun Dynasty is that the Supreme Emperor is the uncle of the Empress Dowager...

"The imperial doctor said... the Empress Dowager is not well. The Empress Dowager is just a little depressed, but her bones are strong."

Deng Xiang sighed, waved his hands to let everyone go down, and then slumped on the ground.

There is a piece of news, I am afraid that no one will know - Chang'an City's food storage can only last for another month at most, that is to say, within this month, if they want to escape, or Deng Fanyun can defeat Dou Li, Sending troops to rescue, or they can defeat Xuanyuanhui's three-way army with the strength of the city.

No matter which one, it is like a fairy tale, an idiot's dream.

Looking back at Deng's great dream of more than ten years, he doesn't even know where he made a mistake, which made Deng's evolution from a good-natured Longxing appearance to today's decline.

Now, he can only count on Deng Fanyun.

Deng Fanyun was riding on the horse. It was midsummer in the south of the Yangtze River at this time, and it was extremely hot.

The soldiers wore heavy armor, and white salt grains had formed on many of their clothes.

"My lord." The staff next to him whispered, "The raid on the camp has been properly arranged."

Deng Fanyun nodded, "It all depends on today."

On the other side, Dou Li and Zhang Tianwen were standing on a high mountain, looking far into the distance, even Deng's banner could be seen dimly.

"Why did you expect them to attack the camp tonight?" Zhang Tianwen was in a good mood, and even hummed a ditty out of character.

Dou Libai glanced at him, "It's not expected, this news was passed through."

"I don't know who is next to Deng Fanyun, who can come into contact with such secrets."

Dou Li sneered, "It's not something you and I can ask."

"To be honest, if this person hadn't tipped off the news, I'm afraid none of our 10 people will be kind tonight." Zhang Tianwen felt lingering fear.

"But it's different now, let's let them go and never return!" Dou Li looked down the mountain coldly, and suddenly pointed, "They are here."

Deng Fanyun was cautious by nature, and he was prepared for a surprise attack, so he naturally brought in many elite soldiers; after Dou Li and others got the tip, they stepped up their training.

Different from the battle of Minzhou, the battle of Yuezhou this time is an out-and-out tough battle. Both sides are fighting together and doing their best.The whole battlefield was full of blood red.

At the beginning, the main generals of both sides hadn't left the field, they were just watching from the sidelines. Later, Dou Lixian couldn't bear it any longer. He simply took the silver spear from the attendant beside him, and took the lead in killing them, which boosted the morale of the Su army.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Deng Fanyun also drew his sword, "The winner and the loser, if you lose today, not only will you die here, but your wives, children, and family will not be saved. My sons, kill with me!" !"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The sound of Deng Jun yelling, beating and killing all over the place was chilling.

Zhang Tianwen immediately asked someone to shout: "Don't listen to the traitor's instigation, Su Wang Rende, as long as you disarm and surrender, all the past will be forgotten!"

Deng Fanyun picked up a feathered arrow in front of him and fought hard. Then he heard panicked cries tens of meters away. He raised his eyes and saw countless fireballs flying out of unknown places and falling on the soldiers immediately. Then it burned up, even if the soldiers were rolling on the ground, it could not be easily extinguished. In an instant, the ground was full of Deng Jun who was burned by the fire.

"What's so powerful." Deng Fanyun didn't have time to sigh, he only squinted his eyes and said: "Everyone, all sticking to Su Jun, I don't believe they even burned their own people!"

This method is indeed effective, the Su army immediately stopped throwing fire, and even dared not use the feather arrow.

"Cavalry assault!" Dou Li ordered coldly from a distance.

As soon as his words fell, several groups of cavalry appeared on the hill, all of them were heavily armored, even the horses were fully armored, and the horses' heads and legs were wrapped in thin armor.

The Su soldiers were in groups of dozens of people, the cavalry rushed forward and attacked behind, the infantry defended with heavy shields, and the crossbowmen hid behind the heavy shields and fired all arrows.

Deng was born as a general, better than training soldiers, but compared with the Su army who has been training for more than ten years, his military appearance, military discipline, formation, and weapons and armor are all far behind.

The more Deng Fanyun looked at it, the more frightened he became, and when he saw that his army was retreating like a tide, his heart was infinitely desolate, and he paused word by word: "Hurry up and retreat!"