In Baiting City, the soldiers looked worriedly at the dejected prisoners of the Qi army outside the city, who were being humiliated and manipulated by the Wei army. Their moods were mixed, as if they had seen their own upcoming fate.
"Fake, all fake!"
A middle-aged man in military uniform stood on the top of the city and shouted loudly, trying to boost morale: "These barbarians are all a mob. Although they have been besieging the city for many days, they dare not attack. How can they have the courage to fight?"
King Fufeng! I don’t know where the rebel soldiers were captured, just to lure them into the city as a bluff. Keep up your spirits and fight again in the future, and you will definitely be able to kill the rebel army!"
Under this person's repeated shouts and encouragements, the soldiers on the top of the city reluctantly put away their worries and dejections, put on a serious attitude and began to busy themselves with various defense matters at the top of the city.
But as the middle-aged man left, everyone quickly put down what they were doing and gathered together in small groups to discuss in low voices. After all, the barbarians outside the city only surrounded but did not attack, so they were allowed to defend the city.
The soldiers had nothing to do and had more time and energy to discuss and figure out what the current situation was.
The middle-aged man cheering on the city is named Zheng Faneng, and he is the lord of Baiting City. Although the current situation is not optimistic, Zheng Faneng himself still has great confidence in resolving the siege. After all, Baiting City is an important place for money and food.
, is by no means an ordinary stronghold that can be abandoned casually. Fufeng King Ke Zhu Hunyuan and Yiyang Prefect Yuan Jing'an who are stationed in Jinyong City will definitely not ignore death.
He also inspected all the matters in the city, and he did not become relaxed and unprepared because the enemy only surrounded but not attacked.
From the first day when the city was besieged until now, the entire city has been under high-intensity vigilance and preparations for war under his control. If the enemy launches an attack, Zheng Faneng is confident that he will be able to repulse the enemy's offensive!
After patrolling the city, Zheng Faneng returned to the city lord's palace, but as soon as he arrived in front of the palace, he heard the laughter and playfulness of the soldiers coming from the town camp on the side.
After hearing this series of noisy movements, Zheng Faneng's face suddenly darkened, and he immediately ordered his soldiers to follow him into the town camp.
"City Lord Zheng is here. What are your orders?"
When several soldiers in front of the camp saw Zheng Faseng approaching from a distance, they hurriedly said hello loudly. As the shouts of these soldiers rang out, the sound of laughter and play in several tents in the camp immediately weakened a lot. It was obvious that these soldiers
The soldiers deliberately increased their voices to spread the news.
Zheng Faneng glared at these soldiers fiercely, and then walked straight into the largest tent in the camp.
At this time, in the camp, the camp soldiers were busy packing up various gambling utensils such as strawberries and cattails. The camp was still filled with a strong smell of alcohol, which showed that the camp soldiers had just gathered in the tent to gamble and drink.
"I have met the city lord. City lord, please come and take a seat."
A Xianbei man who looked like a general came forward quickly, bowed briefly and invited Zheng Faseng into the tent.
Zheng Faneng glanced at the general coldly, ignored his invitation, and just said in a deep voice: "A few days ago, the city lord's palace issued an order. Until the crisis outside the city is resolved, the sergeants in the city prohibit any entertainment. Does the city know?"
As he spoke, he raised his legs and kicked the gambling equipment scattered on the ground in front of the general's feet, and his gaze became cold and stern.
After hearing this, the governor of the town smiled dryly and explained: "We went out to fight today, and our sons are very tired. We have nothing important to do in the afternoon, so we let our sons have some fun here.
The sons and gentlemen each have their own abilities, and they will definitely not delay tomorrow's affairs. Please rest assured, City Lord!"
In the Eastern Wei Dynasty and Northern Qi Dynasty, the Xianbei people were generally more noble than the Han people. However, if the identity gap between the two sides was too great, it was often not possible to determine who was superior and who was inferior through simple ethnic affiliation.
However, one of the two people is the city lord and the other is the town governor. They are the two major civil and military officials in the city. Naturally, there is not much difference in their status and official positions. However, the Xianbei town governor is obviously in awe of Zheng Faneng, the city lord.
If it is added, it is a relatively special situation.
Although the city lord Zheng Faneng is a Han, he belongs to the Hebei Yuan Cong who founded the capital of Xinwu Emperor Shenwu, and has deep qualifications. As for the Xianbei Town City Governor, although he is also a veteran of the Six Towns, his former owner is King Heba of Yan
Yun Fei Shenwu's old ministry.
The Heba brothers were naturally heroes in Wuchuan, but because Heba Yue supported his troops in Guanxi to fight against Emperor Shenwu in the previous year, Heba Yun was also suspected and excluded. After his death, his subordinates were scattered among the Jinyang provinces.
Among the troops, the man in front of him, Baiting Zhencheng, was one of He Bayun's old troops. Because of this connection, he did not enjoy the status of the Jinyang soldiers in the Eastern Wei and Northern Qi.
The governor's name was Lin Sheng. While explaining to the city lord Zheng Faseng, he repeatedly promised that he would not make an exception again.
However, after being besieged for many days and not knowing the situation outside the city, Zheng Faneng was feeling anxious and depressed, but he had no intention of giving up. He completely ignored the governor Lin Sheng and just stamped his feet and shouted angrily: "Who is violating my prohibition?"
"My sons have indeed worked hard in the battle. Please, City Lord, please..."
Governor Lin Sheng was still waiting to beg, but these words made Zheng Faneng even more irritable: "It's hard to go to war? How many enemies did you wait for the soldiers to kill? Since there is no result, there is no use in saying anything! Those who violate the prohibition should go out quickly to collect their crimes.
Anyone who dares to protect us will be guilty of the same crime!"
Several soldiers in the camp knew that their general was in an embarrassing situation and were about to go out to take charge of the crime. However, Lin Sheng was also a little angry at this moment. He glared at Zheng Faneng and said loudly: "My subordinates have been fighting for days. It is true that they have achieved nothing, but they have certainly worked hard."
! Military affairs in the city have always been under the control of the town and city governor. I have never heard of any ban on military affairs in this camp. It is difficult to control this place with the city lord's orders!"
When the city lord Zheng Faneng heard this, he immediately looked at Lin Sheng, who had always been timid and fearful, in disbelief, and his tone became cold and stern: "You dare to disobey me?"
"I, I, don't dare, don't dare... I'm just in a hurry, please forgive me, City Lord."
Lin Sheng finally got used to being submissive. Although he lost control of his anger for a moment, he soon came to his senses and hurriedly lowered his head and said: "The barbarians outside the city are besieging the city. It is the time to hire people. The sons and daughters are just enjoying it for a short time."
Happy, I may have to fight and die in battle tomorrow, please be patient!"
Upon seeing this, the city lord sneered and directly ordered: "Tie this disciple out of the tent and let the soldiers see what happens if you disobey! Even if you are in the town, you will be punished if you don't obey the city lord's order!"
After hearing this, several sergeants who accompanied the city lord came here and took Lin Sheng away from Zhencheng. The soldiers in the tent also showed indignation after seeing this, but they were stopped by Zhencheng and endured it.
Different people have different reactions when facing critical situations. Zheng Faneng is a kind of person with a relatively strong personality. The more critical the moment, the more he wants to become more authoritative. Especially Lin Sheng of Zhencheng led his troops to fight several times.
He was quite dissatisfied with his efforts but without success, and now he simply regarded him as a tool to establish his own authority.
After gathering all the soldiers and reprimanding Zhencheng in public, Zheng Faneng returned to the city lord's palace. Only then did Lin Sheng's subordinates dare to step forward and untie the ropes from his body. As for the other soldiers, they just watched indifferently, obviously not interested in
The cowardly and fearful Zhencheng also had little sympathy.
"This bitch really bullied people too much. Why did Aye have to tolerate it then?"
When Lin Sheng and others returned to the tent, a young man who was held up by two strong soldiers in the tent roared in a low voice: "Seeing others humiliating my father like this, if I don't kill him, how can I still live?"
world!"
Lin Sheng let go of the boy, then stepped forward and hugged his son, sighing: "How many injustices have you suffered over the years? If you want to come back with revenge, I'm afraid I will have to kill all Jinyang."
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"Then kill them all!"
The young man's name was Lin Jia. After hearing this, he said angrily with tears in his eyes. Although he was born in Jinyang, he did not have any sense of identity with Jinyang because of the various difficulties his family encountered.
"Nonsense! I have endured humiliation and lived a secret life till now, raising you to be an adult. Is it just to make you lose your life in vain?"
After hearing this, Lin Sheng glared and shouted, then patted his son's head and whispered softly: "Now that the new master has ascended the throne, it is the time to employ people. As long as there are talents available, he will no longer care about his background. When he is here, he will be a soldier."
When the matter is over, I will spend all my money and materials to return you to Jinyang. As long as you are appreciated by the emperor, we, father and son, will have hope for the rest of our lives..."
The young man was completely uninterested in the prospect described by his father: "Aye has suffered so many injustices, but he still believes that our father and son can have a future in Jinyang? Even if we can, I will despise myself to the extent of those who have humiliated my father and son.
Are the dog thieves smiling at each other?"
"Otherwise, what can we do? The first hero of King Yan, even though... my father and son are lucky to be alive to this day."
When Lin Sheng heard his son's words, he said sadly again.
"We can go to Guanxi! Haven't you heard of the reputation of General Li from Guanxi who attacked Heluo this time? No one can stop General Li from entering or exiting Jinyang. If King Fufeng can defeat him, he will do anything.
Are you being harassed by barbarians from Baiting City? Moreover, it is said that General Li was favored by the late master of the Heba clan. If we come together, General Li will definitely have no reason to refuse!"
The young man Lin Jia hurriedly spoke. It was obvious that this idea had been brewing for a long time, but today the accumulation of emotions reached a critical point before he revealed it: "Aye expects me to have a successful career in Jinyang, but there is no blessing from heaven.
Born as a soldier, you have to use your life to gain wealth. Instead of staying here and being oppressed, it is better to go to Kansai and start over! If General Li can succeed as a young man in Kansai, even if I am a hundred times less talented, I will support Aye with this body.
No problem!”
The clay figurine was still a little angry. After Lin Sheng heard his son's words, he also said in a deep voice: "It's not a bad thing to surrender to Xitou, but now the city is under siege and many soldiers in the camp won't kiss me. Even if I have the intention, how can I surrender?"
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"I have already planned this matter. As long as Aye is willing, we can pitch in!"
Hearing his father's approval of his idea, the young man immediately became excited and hurriedly whispered his plan into his father's ear.