However, the emperor was partially named him to discuss the general and let him conquer King Luoyang. I am afraid that he did not hurt the elite soldiers of the King of Luoyang, and he had a great injury!
The young and vibrant Wu Bing, will it be the opponent of the Luoyang King several times?!!
"It seems that Wu Bing will lose this battle ..." Shen Rui sighed, muttered to himself.
"Master Shen, what are you talking about?" The maid couldn't hear Shen Rui's whisper and asked curiously.
Shen Rui's lips slightly evoked a helpless smile and replaced his answer.
If the emperor did not change Wu Bing, the tens of thousands of soldiers of the king of Luoyang and other princes would definitely be like a bamboo, and soon captured the states and counties of Dajun, and it was close to Emperor Jing!
Sure enough, he didn't expect Shen Rui. Wu Bing was very anxious. Seeing that the grain grass was fast, the request for the reinforcement of the request had not yet arrived, so he personally led the troops to open the city gate.
The soldiers in the army had already complained, coupled with hunger in the belly, and retreating again and again. Wu Bing's deputy general Song Cheng took the retracement and retreated to Zhongzhou.
Wu Bing, a general, was captured by Luoyang Wang Xiao Jingyao himself.
Xiao Heng learned that Wu Bing's losing news was so angry that he was so angry that he was the old man Xu Jing as the town army general, and he sent 200,000 troops to conquer the party in the north.
In front of the Song Cheng and Xu Jing, who was retired, and the Zeng fabricated troops, the two strokes hit Xiao Jingyao's army, trying to deter the army of Xiao Jingyao, blocking its grain and grass supply.
However, General Xiao Jingyao had rich experience in marching, and did not panic because of the two strokes. For a while, the two sides fell into a fierce battle.
When Wei Ziyi heard that Xiao Jingyao's army was in a stalemate, he was shaking his hands for his clothes in his belly. The embroidered needle accidentally broke his fingertips. Blood flower.
"The princess, you still listen to the persuasion of the slave, don't embroider ..." Qiao Xiang saw the blood bead of Wei Ziyi's fingertips, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly grabbed the needle line in Wei Ziyi's hand and let Qiao Xiang hurt the medicine.
The blood beads in his hand were stopped quickly. Wei Zizhen looked at the blood flower on the clothes and said with a bitter smile: "I just want to make a few more clothes for our children ..."
"These little things are still busy!" Qiao Xiang took the needle line away, lest the princess hurt himself again, and smiled and persuaded: "Princess you still take a good rest. I am also worried about making clothes for the baby! "
When Wei Zizhen heard Qiao Xiang's words, he seemed to have returned to God. He grabbed Qiao Xiang's hand and asked: "Qiao Xiang, the steward of Chen just reported that Wang Ye's army was still in the middle of Zhongzhou?"
Qiao Xiang nodded: "Yeah, steward Chen did say that ..."
"You call the housekeeper Chen, I want to know the situation of this battle in detail!" Wei Zizhen's expression was serious. I didn't know how much the dangerous ingenious incense in the battle was. Seeing the expression of my master, I also knew that things were a little serious. Quickly invite the old housekeeper to come.
When the steward Chen told Wei Ziyi in detail the news from the scouts, Wei Ziyi's brow frowned tightly.
"If it is stalemate for a long time, our food and grass will not be enough, and in the end it will be defeated!" Wei Ziyi said slowly, and the steward Chen was anxious: "The princess can there be a way?"
Wei Zizhen took a moment of thought, took a token from his arms, and instructed the old housekeeper: "The housekeeper, you find a reliable person, show me the token to the Yueqi school captain in Jizhou, and let them let them. In any case, you have to help Wang Ye's power! "