In the city, Zhang Wen was having breakfast.

The breakfast is good, including mutton and the most popular sheep head pickle in Bianjing.

Cover the mutton head meat with mesh lard, fry it in oil pan, and make it fragrant.

But Zhang Wen had difficulty swallowing.

"Zhang Zhixian!"

Zhan Wentao came, and after not seeing him all night, he looked very haggard.

"How?" Zhang Wen put down his chopsticks with relief.

"The Tang army did not attack the city."

"It's okay! It's okay!" Zhang Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

"But I guess it's about the same."

Zhang Wen took a deep breath and asked, "When will the reinforcements arrive?"

Zhan Wentao smiled bitterly, "Yesterday the Tang Army's cavalry appeared from the south."

"So what?"

"They quietly took a detour. There was only one possibility: clearing the road from Songcheng to Huangzhou."

Cleaning up all living things left Huangzhou ignorant of the situation in Songcheng.

“Go and see!”

Zhan Wentao said.

Zhang Wen shook his head, "I am sitting in the city to appease the people. You just have to guard the city."

When people are in desperate situations, they will habitually pull others to accompany them.

Zhan Wentao went out disappointed.

"Cowardly as a rat!" he cursed in a low voice.

A sergeant rode over and said, "Commander Zhan, the Tang army has begun."

Zhan Wentao got on the horse in a hurry, his waist was so curved that it was unbearable to look at him.

The Tang army had breakfast and assembled.

Wang Shu led five thousand infantry and gathered in the east of the city.

The three thousand cavalry did not appear.

Using cavalry to attack a city is a waste of natural resources.

Yang Xuan is here.

"Siege the city!"

Wang Shu nodded, very happy that the infantry he led could become the main force in the first battle.

"Siege the city!"

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and watched the enemy troops appear densely at the top of the city.

"Give them a guy!"

The infantry rushed forward carrying the ladder, and shouted to Lin from the top of the city: "Archers..."

Squeak!

The archer slowly draws the bow, no need to aim, as long as the general direction is good.

In the middle of the running Tang army, the crossbowman suddenly raised his crossbow towards the city.

"Fire the arrow!"

A wave of crossbow arrows caused heavy casualties to the Southern Zhou archers at the top of the city.

Amid the pitiful howls, the archers took cover one after another.

Xiang Lin's face turned pale, "Array! Array!"

Avoiding it at this time is suicide!

The Tang army is approaching...

Bang!

The ladder was set up on the top of the city, and a pair of feet stepped on it, making a heavy creaking sound.

It's like a voice urging death.

"Get ready..." Xiang Linzai shouted.

"kill!"

A Tang army infantry rushed to the top of the city.

Then there was a brutal fight.

"The enemy army is defeated!" The good news just came, and then the enemy army appeared again on the top of the city.

Spearmen appeared densely, pushing forward in waves.

The fighting was extremely brutal.

The Tang army was so brave that one person could occupy a place and let the surrounding enemy troops surround and kill them, but still move forward bravely.

The enemy troops were obviously frightened at first, but under the urging of their superiors, they rushed forward one after another.

The corpses gradually piled up.

Yang Xuan suddenly said: "Take it back."

Wang Shu was puzzled, "Let's do it all at once!"

Yang Xuan looked at him.

Wang Shu's heart trembled, "Ming Jin!"

Clang clang clang!

With the sound of gold ringing, the Tang army at the top of the city began to retreat.

They retreated in an orderly manner, with some cutting back and others assisting...

Those in the rear are the most dangerous, but those figures still have no hesitation.

The last infantryman stood at the top of the city, blocking the pursuing enemy troops alone, and finally fell to the sword.

And in front of him, at least a dozen enemy troops fell.

Yang Xuan said softly: "I am an athlete of the Tang Dynasty... mighty!"

"Mighty!" everyone said solemnly.

"The enemy has retreated!" cheers came from the top of the city.

Xiang Lin smiled and said: "The Tang army is brave, but attacking the city is not that easy. Give them a few hits and they will be honest. Let the brothers rest quickly and drink water when they need it."

Zhan Wentao was at the bottom of the city and came up when he saw the fighting was over.

"Retired?"

"Retreat."

Xiang Lin just hoped that he wouldn't cause trouble.

"good!"

Zhan Wentao said with high spirits: "The Northern Xinjiang Army is nothing more than this. In this battle, I will live or die with Songcheng!"

Xiang Lin silently.

"Did you hold it?" Zhang Wen asked in disbelief.

"We are holding on." The sergeant who came to report the news said: "Brothers worked hard without caring about their own lives..."

"I know." Zhang Wen took a deep breath and ordered: "Prepare the Four Treasures of the Study, I want to write lyrics."

A minor official presented me with the Four Treasures of the Study.

He praised: "Under the siege of the enemy, the magistrate remained calm and calm. If this calmness spreads to Bianjing, the female brothels will definitely spread the song!"

If a civil servant wants to become famous, he must have someone to promote him. And when it comes to publicity, there is no better place than a brothel.

This poem was spread back along with Zhang Wenrong's name, and those brothel girls who wanted to be famous would rush to sing it.

Just like the media in another world, when an issue becomes the focus, various media will rush to analyze it. Even if they don't understand the matter at all, they still have to pretend to be an expert and give advice.

What do you want?

It’s just traffic!

Traffic is money!
To be continued...