Taiping is located at the forefront of northern Xinjiang, and in front is the wolf-like Waxie tribe. The painful experience of being defeated seven times tells every Taiping person...

"Be alert!"

In the early morning, Lin Da, who was on duty, lay on the top of the city, turning his eyes and looking at the blue sky.

A dozen soldiers were sitting on the top of the city taking a nap.

"Vashé's troops are about to leave and can't come." A sergeant said lazily.

Sleeping early in the morning at this time of year is the most comfortable.

"Be careful and you won't make a big mistake." Lin Da rubbed his eyes, "My eyes are a little dry."

A sergeant sitting at his feet smiled and said, "There is a way."

"What can I do?" Lin Da rubbed his eyes again, feeling a little uncomfortable.

The sergeant said: "Put milk on your eyes."

Lin Da was startled and immediately cursed: "Fuck! Bullshit!"

The sergeant became more energetic and said, "This is not nonsense. When my eyes were on fire, red, swollen and uncomfortable, Chen Huagu asked me to find milk to drip into my eyes. Hey! Don't tell me, it will be fine the next day."

Lin Da said suspiciously: "You are so damn good at lying to me, I will kill you."

The sergeant raised his hand, "I swear, if I lie to you, I will be touched and killed by the enemy immediately."

A sergeant lying on the other side suddenly shouted: "There is movement!"

Say hello!

Lin Da kicked the sergeant at his feet and said, "Be on guard."

All the sergeants at the top of the city stood up and looked to the left with vigilance.

Several horses came galloping.

Up close, you can see some outlines in the skylight.

"It's our costume."

"Be careful and prepare your bows and arrows."

Lin Da leaned over and looked at these people and asked: "Where did they come from?"

"Zhangyu County."

"What's the matter?"

"I was ordered to see Yang Ming's house."

"What's the matter?" Lin Da asked again with a sneer.

Zhang Yu County's attitude towards Taiping County is not very good. If you ask for permission, it might just be a moth.

"Zhangyu County is in danger!"

Yang Xuan was woken up from his dream.

"Mr. Lang."

"Um?"

Young people love to sleep, and Yang Xuan is no exception.

"Mr. Lang!"

Yang Xuan opened his eyes, his mind went blank.

"Mr. Lang, it's urgent."

Yang Xuan hummed, "Right away."

He sat up slowly, a little confused.

He had a dream just now, in which he got married to Zhou Ning. At the critical moment, Cao Ying stood up and said: "Mr. Lang, Your Majesty has prepared a wife for you. That woman is so charming and has a distinguished family background. She will definitely become Lang Jun."

Your virtuous wife."

Yang Xuan became anxious and said: "If your family is prominent, I want Zhou Ning!"

Cao Ying actually laughed ferociously and waved her hand, "I can't help you, Sir, here comes someone."

A crowd of people stood out, all carrying weapons.

Cao Ying said: "Take it!"

Yang Xuangang was woken up just after he dreamed here. The emotions in the dream still remained, and he felt sad.

Yang Xuan got dressed and went out, and there was Cao Ying outside the door.

This old thing!

Yang Xuan was still angry.

"Lang Jun, Zhangyu County is asking for help."

"Hmm! What do you mean?" Yang Xuan's mind suddenly cleared up.

"More than 10,000 cavalry from the Jibo tribe are attacking Zhangyu County. It seems that they are preparing to break the city."

The door on the side opened, and Yi Niang came out with her clothes on. Seeing Yang Xuan and Cao Ying's serious expressions, she shouted: "Everyone, get up. Fourth lady, get a wet cloth for Mr. Lang, hurry up."

Yang Xuan quickly washed up and then went to the front.

Several sergeants stood outside the lobby and turned around when they heard footsteps.

"I've seen Yang Ming's house."

The leading sergeant was named Zheng Wu, and he knelt down without hesitation.

"Hel up."

Yang Xuan walked into the lobby.

Zheng Wu was picked up, and when he thought about what the county magistrate Xie Ru said, he felt a little desperate.

——The Du Ming Mansion has offended Yang Xuan, so this trip must be more grieving and more serious.

Xie Ru smiled bitterly at that time and said, "That's all, it's already serious, there's no need for you to add fuel to the fire. In a word, do your best. If you can't invite reinforcements, I won't blame you. Just go ahead."

Zheng Wu entered the lobby.

It was dark at the moment, especially in the lobby. He glanced at the hall. In the dimness, Yang Xuan looked like a wooden statue.

Yang Xuan said, "What did Du Hui say?"

Zheng Wu said: "The afternoon before yesterday, the Jibo Department dispatched more than 10,000 cavalry to raid Zhangyu County and prepare to attack the city. The villain was ordered to come to ask for help, and begged the Yangming Mansion to ignore the past grudges and save Zhangyu County from the fire. The villain...

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Plop!

Zheng Wu knelt down again, "If we can't see the Taiping reinforcements, I would rather die in Taiping County."

His eyes were full of despair and determination.

Yang Xuan was silent for a long time.

Cao Ying said: "Bei Liao was defeated last time, so it is natural to regain face. It is inevitable to send the three major troops to attack. This was the case last time when the Waxie tribe besieged the city. It is also the case when the Jibo tribe attacked Zhang Yu County this time.

in this way."

Zheng Wu looked at Yang Xuan in the darkness with some despair, and said: "I beg the Yang Ming Mansion to save my Zhang Yu County for the sake of Chen Zhou's subordinates."

The old thief muttered: "We only have a few men and horses to go to the rescue, and we might end up going without returning."

Zheng Wu: "..."

The Taiping Army's establishment is only one thousand, and even if you add up the personnel outside the establishment, it is only more than two thousand. With the men and horses left for defense, Yang Xuan can send out one thousand and fifty troops, which is considered good.

Fifteen hundred men went to attack more than ten thousand cavalry...

Zheng Wu's face flushed a little, "I'm willing to be a pioneer."

He was willing to be the first to die in battle and use his body to pave the way for the Taiping Army.

One man's vanguard was tragic enough, but it was useless. Yang Xuan said: "You go out first."

This is for discussion, not categorical rejection.

Zheng Wu had hope in his heart and followed him out of the lobby.

The old thief got a candle and after lighting it, the halo slowly dispersed.

Before the dawn, the skylight was a little uncertain, and the candlelight seemed particularly dim.

Yang Xuan was silent.

After a long time, he got up and walked out.

Outside, Qian Ji, Zhen Siwen and others who came after hearing the news were waiting for Yang Xuan's decision.

To go or not to go!
To be continued...