Outside Hefu City, Zhou Weiran, who ran away from Lingzhou City for two days, finally arrived outside Hefu City. There were only more than a thousand soldiers left behind him. The scene of siege that he thought did not appear, everywhere he looked

There wasn't even any trace of a great battle.

Zhou Weiran looked at a loss, looking at the Fuzhou military flag fluttering in the breeze on the city tower. At this time, shouldn't the Tengjia soldiers have already arrived on the battlefield and sent troops to defeat the Liangzhou army together with the city defenders? How could it be so quiet?

Unable to think of an answer, Zhou Weiran had no choice but to rush into Hefucheng. As long as Hefucheng was not lost, his father would have no problem.

At this time, King Fu in the city was holding a teacup with one hand, looking at the steam coming out of the cup and thinking deeply. The Liangzhou and Wuzhou armies that besieged the city yesterday suddenly withdrew completely overnight without any warning.

This made Fuzhou feel a little uneasy.

From the Liangzhou cavalry sweeping through most of the city of Hefu County with lightning speed to the siege without attacking, to the final inexplicable withdrawal. All these actions together appear to be strange and unorganized. Zhou Tongfu

The more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes.

"Father, don't worry, nothing will happen. I have sent a horse to the East China Sea to find out the news early in the morning." Ouyang Jing, standing aside, said softly.

Zhou Tongfu narrowed his eyes and nodded: "If you have any news, report it to me anytime."

"Father!" While the two were talking, a dusty figure came out of the house and walked in, bringing in a gust of cold wind.

"Brother?"

"Ran'er?"

Two different names sounded out, but the shock on the faces of Zhou Tongfu and Ouyang Jing was exactly the same.

"Why are you back? Shouldn't you be in the East China Sea?" Zhou Tongfu suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart and asked quickly.

"I'm sorry father, my son is incompetent, and the East China Sea is lost." Zhou Weiran's face was full of guilt, and he immediately told in detail how he had received the news and sent vine armored soldiers to support Hefu, and then sent troops to sneak attack Lingzhou and was ultimately defeated.

After hearing his son's words, Zhou Tongfu suddenly turned pale and said tremblingly: "What, you said that the vine-armored soldiers were sent to Hefu's aid many days ago?"

What Zhou Tongfu was concerned about was not the fall of Donghai County, but the fact that he did not see any shadow of the so-called Tengjia soldiers. This was the most important thing.

"Yes." Zhou Weiran looked at his father's reaction with a confused look on his face, and asked in confusion: "Where are the Xihuan people? Where are the Tengjia soldiers? Has the Liangzhou army that besieged the city been defeated?"

Questions one after another kept popping up from Zhou Weiran's mouth, and he had too many confusions in his heart.

Zhou Tongfu felt a blockage in his heart, gasping for air, and was somewhat speechless. Zhou Weiran was startled, and quickly stepped forward and patted his father on the back, then turned his questioning eyes to his adopted brother.

"Brother, we haven't seen any of the vine armor soldiers!" Ouyang Jing's face was very gloomy. Logically speaking, the vine armor soldiers should have arrived long ago, but there is no news now. Something must have happened.

Hearing this, Zhou Tongfu's face changed suddenly and he said in disbelief: "What? Impossible!"

The father and son in the room were silent at the same time. The atmosphere was extremely depressed. The Tengjiabing soldiers had lost their news. These 30,000 people were the biggest trump card in King Fu's hands.

The old Zhou Tongfu still couldn't believe that Liangzhou's target was actually the 30,000 most powerful vine-armed soldiers. Their elite cavalry were all under Hefu City, and there were also large groups of infantry to attack the East China Sea. What should they use to deal with the vine-armed soldiers?

"Report!" A soldier rushed in from outside the house in a panic: "Your Majesty, some vine-armored soldiers have returned from the city, and a centurion is waiting outside the door!"

"Let him in quickly!" Zhou Tongfu stood up suddenly and shouted angrily, still holding on to the last hope in his heart.

I saw a man with a bloody face staggering in. The vine armor on his body was in pieces. It looked like it had been split open by a knife. It was hung on his body with great reluctance and would fall off at any time.

The man's thigh was tied with a piece of cloth torn off from somewhere to wrap up the wound. The blood that had solidified had dyed the piece of cloth red. The centurion's eyes were full of horror and fear, and he completely lost the vine armor soldier.

The confidence and might of the past.

"Your Majesty!" the man who entered the door roared, and then he knelt on the ground with a plop, crying and feeling extremely sad.

This miserable appearance made the three of them tremble at the same time. Something must have happened! King Fu almost couldn't stand still, as if he had foreseen the news he was about to hear.

Even Ouyang Jing, who had always been calm, took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the man's collar and shouted: "Why are you crying! What happened!"

The miserable centurion wiped his tears and said intermittently: "My army marched to Luohua Stream and was ambushed by the Liang army. It was unable to advance or retreat. After a bloody battle for a day and night, the 30,000 Tengjia soldiers were wiped out from General Xi Huan down. Only those who escaped

A hundred or so people.”

Zhou Weiran's eyes widened instantly, he slapped the table and yelled: "How is that possible! Those are 30,000 vine-armored soldiers. How could Liangzhou have the military power to ambush you!"

Immediately, the centurion carefully led the army into the mountain stream, and then the front and rear valley entrances were blocked by heavy armored battalions. He then recounted the story of successive fire attacks and Liangzhou cavalry raids.

The terrifying scene of being in a sea of ​​fire and the completely defenseless rattan armor made the centurion who escaped death always be filled with fear. As he spoke, his bloody facial muscles were shaking unconsciously. He witnessed it with his own eyes.

Seeing a comrade being hit by a fireball and instantly turning into a flaming man, everyone who heard the shrill screams was heartbroken.

The three of them were struck by lightning. They never expected that such a thing would happen. Fu Wang Zhou Tongfu could no longer hold on. He only felt a burst of blood and blood in his chest, and his vision went dark.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Zhou Tongfu's mouth, and the table was dripping with blood. His old body lay twitching on the table.

"Father!"

"Father!"

The two brothers were shocked and quickly stepped forward to help Zhou Tongfu up.

Zhou Tongfu had blood dripping from his mouth and said in a weak voice: "Immediately send an order for the army to return to Fuzhou!"

After saying this, Zhou Tongfu fainted.

Poor King Fu, who was still ambitious when he first launched his army a year ago, is now in the sunset, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

"Call the medical officer!" Zhou Weiran shouted towards the door, while helping his father sit on the chair.

"Brother?" Ouyang Jing's eyes were full of anxiety.

Zhou Weiran waved his hand: "The situation is urgent. Hefu County cannot stay any longer. Do as my father said and the army will withdraw to Fuzhou immediately!"

"Okay, I'll do it. You take good care of your adoptive father!" Ouyang Jing turned around and left without any delay. Now that the East China Sea has been lost, the Tengjia soldiers have been destroyed, and the Fuzhou army is no longer able to compete with the Liangzhou army, so they can only withdraw to Fuzhou first.
Chapter completed!