"When a person is among thorns, he cannot move without being pricked. When his heart is in the world of mortals, he cannot move without being hurt. If the heart does not move, the person will not move rashly, and if he does not move rashly, he will not be hurt. If the heart is moved, the person will move rashly, hurting his body and hurting his bones, so he realized
There are all kinds of pains in the world. All love and affection are impermanent and hard to come by. There are many fears in this life. Life is in danger from the morning dew. From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear. If you are separated from the one you love, there is no worry or fear..."
With a pillar of sandalwood and two red candles, Yongqing clasped her hands together and was chanting sutras silently. Although she did not become a monk because she believed in Buddhist scriptures, after a few years, she was in Buddhism and her understanding of the meanings of the scriptures was no longer
Weaker than a real bhikshuni, the helplessness in the real world made her place more reliance on the world of Buddha.
Suddenly, there was a burst of noise in the quiet palace. This was something that should never happen. Yongqing was surprised, so he got up and walked out. He saw the palace maids and chamberlains standing in the palace, whispering to each other.
Yongqing asked: "What happened?"
As soon as the princess asked, a nun who had followed her into the palace hurriedly came forward and said, "Master Dingru, an assassin suddenly appeared in the palace. The Holy Master was furious and ordered the forbidden palace to be sealed off to arrest the murderer." This nun was originally her.
As a personal maid, when Yongqing became a monk, she also became a monk. She has been waiting around and is her confidant.
Yongqing was secretly surprised when he heard this, and said in surprise: "Someone is trying to assassinate an official?"
"Exactly."
A chamberlain rushed over and said in a low voice: "Master, don't worry, there are many experts around the official family. No matter how good the assassin is, he can't get close at all. How can he hurt the emperor in the slightest. Now I am in the palace
Martial law has been imposed, and the assassin cannot escape. Please go back and rest, master, there is no need to worry."
Yongqing pondered for a moment, nodded, turned around and walked to his room.
"Someone actually broke into the palace and committed an assassination? Such superb skills and fearless courage!"
Yongqing had mixed feelings in his heart: "It's a pity that the evil man is destined to die. It would be great if we really killed him."
Yongqing walked into the room, her beautiful eyes flashed, and she saw a figure flashing past. Yongqing was startled, and he was about to blurt out a scream, but unexpectedly a big hand suddenly appeared, tightly strangling her slender body.
The hand on her neck was very powerful, like a vise. It looked like he could strangle her neck with just one exertion. At this time, before the man exerted any force, Yongqing was already out of breath.
.
Bisu was about to kill someone when he suddenly saw that he was capturing a bhikshuni. He unexpectedly bumped into a monk in the palace. Bisu was stunned for a moment, and the strength in his hands suddenly relaxed. Yongqing almost suffocated and was horrified.
Looking desperately, he saw a man with cheeks as pale as snow, but his eyes were as fierce as a ferocious wolf with sharp teeth, staring at him coldly.
The nun in front of him is very young. She is dressed in tattered clothes and has delicate features. Her almond-shaped eyes, which were widened in shock, are like the charm of Shuiyue. She is as clear as water and pure and innocent. Bisu knows that he is in danger. As long as this nun
A shout could instantly attract a large group of guards, but the hand was trembling and he couldn't hold him back no matter what.
Yong Qing looked at this murderous assassin intently, and noticed that his iron grip on her throat relaxed slightly. She took a quick breath, and suddenly asked: "Are you... the assassin who assassinated the emperor?"
"Yes, I am!"
Yongqing's eyes flashed and he suddenly said: "Let me go and I will help you get out of trouble."
Bisu said in surprise: "You?"
When he was escaping, he was hit in the back by two imperial guards. Although his fleshy palms were made of iron, his body had not been trained to be indestructible. Those two palms had already damaged his internal organs.
Then, before adjusting her breath, she jumped up and down and ran away. Her injuries were even more serious. At this moment, she couldn't escape anymore, but... she wanted to help herself get out of trouble? Who was she? Why was she willing to take risks to save her life?
Is this nun... trustworthy?
The noise outside the palace became louder and louder. The Imperial Guards were searching palaces one after another, and hearing the sound, they had found this side palace. Yongqing showed a peaceful smile on his face and said softly: "You either believe me, or
Kill me and carve a bloody path, your choice!"
Her smile was light, as gentle as the moon in the water, and her eyes were like the moon in the water, innocent, pure, kind, gentle... Staring at such a pair of eyes, Bi Su's hand involuntarily loosened his grip, inch by inch.
Left her throat...
It snowed heavily all night, and when I woke up early in the morning, the wintersweet trees in the backyard actually bloomed. The white snow thickly covered the horny dragon-like branches. The plum blossoms emerged from under the snow and were dotted with the furry branches, as if they were sprinkled with dots on the snow.
Blood.
Zhe Yuxun, as usual, wore a cotton robe and walked to the backyard with a gloomy face. He looked up and unexpectedly found plum blossoms blooming under the snow. He got closer and looked at them carefully for a while before he looked up.
He sighed softly, stepped back a few steps, raised his leg and kicked a bamboo fence beside him. The bamboo fence shook for a while, and snow sprinkled on the ground. Zhe Yuxun stretched out his two fingers and grabbed a piece of bamboo.
After twisting the bamboo strips a few times, he stretched out his hand and pulled it out, holding the bamboo strips in his hand.
He took a deep breath, spread out his posture under the tree, and practiced his sword skills. Zhe Yuxun's sword skills were wide open and closed, with a powerful momentum. A thin piece of bamboo strips actually looked like a sledgehammer in his hand, and it was as heavy as a heavy one.
The feeling of great danger, the endless resentment, worry, and depression in Zhe Yuxun's heart were all thrown into the sword dance. The snow rose with the sword and the returning wind stirred.
In the corner of the courtyard, a few soldiers were patrolling slowly with their necks hunched and holding guns. They were patrolling as usual. They occasionally glanced here, lazily and casually, and then chatted among themselves.
"Hey, I heard there was a thief in Ouchi last night?"
"Is that a thief? That's a big thief! How many thieves in the world can you count who dare to assassinate an official's family?"
"This man is too courageous. Even the Holy One dares to assassinate him. Not to mention the many masters around the Holy One. Even if he really succeeds, can he still leave alive?"
"Nonsense, if someone dares to go, how can he expect to come back alive? Just like Jing Ke, he went with the intention of dying. But then again, this man is really good. He couldn't succeed in the assassination, but he was here
He escaped under the eyes of the officials, and he came and went, he is a capable person."
"A capable person? No matter how useless he is, if he brings in a group of soldiers, he will be in trouble. Remember that Nie Yinniang's red line girl was said to be flying swords thousands of miles away to kill people, but they were not seen to be able to fight against the emperor. Even Fang Jie
Even the messengers can't be dealt with, so the ants will bite the elephant to death. Now that the city is under martial law and people are looking for the murderer everywhere, wouldn't he dare not show his face no matter how capable he is?"
Another soldier laughed: "As the new year is approaching, brothers in all battalions have to be busy again because of this matter. To say the least, we brothers are lucky enough to stay in the courtyard of Zhejia.
, even if the job is free enough, the food at the Zhe family is a hundred times better than in the military camp..."
A few soldiers chatted and wandered over. Zhe Yuxun practiced martial arts under the tree every day and vented his anger. They had long been used to it and didn't bother to pay attention. Zhe Yuxun was under a plum tree.
After dancing three times with the sword until sweat broke out on his body, he threw away the bamboo strips and returned to his residence.
When he returned to his residence, it was when Mrs. Zhe had prepared breakfast. Zhe Yuxun had never lived such a regular life in his life, but now his life is exactly the same every day, repeated over and over again, with no new ideas at all.
Mrs. Zhe came from the dining room carrying a tray with a few light side dishes on it, followed by a young man. Judging by his clothes, he must be the youngest son of the Zhe family. Zhe Weichang was wearing a rabbit fur coat and a gray hat on his head.
He was wearing a rabbit-skin hat and holding a large bowl full of Japonica rice porridge in his hand. Because the snow had not yet cleared under his feet, the bowl of rice soup in his hand was boiling with heat, so he lowered his head and looked at his feet carefully, slowly.
Follow Mrs. Zhe.
Since Fuzhou has fallen into the hands of the imperial court, Yang Hao's territory currently has nothing to do with the Zhe family. In addition, after Yang Hao proclaimed himself emperor, the original reason was no longer important. The imperial court already had a legitimate reason to send troops to attack.
Therefore, the Zhejia's use value is not great anymore. It's just that Zhao Guangyi used disgraceful means to seize Fuzhou. Before Hexi was determined, he was worried that the Zhejia would ignore the interests and publicize the truth about the fall of Fuzhou.
Therefore, the Zhejia are still under surveillance and are not allowed to hire slaves. The Zhejia people prepare three meals a day by themselves.
It has been more than half a year since the Zhe family was captured here. The soldiers' surveillance of the Zhe family has long been a mere formality, especially the various activities of the Zhe family in the inner courtyard. No one paid attention to it. Even when they monitored the most closely,
It is impossible to monitor and interrogate the daily lives of hundreds of people in the Zhe family one by one. A big-headed soldier who was squatting and drinking porridge in the corridor of the wing raised his head and glanced at Mrs. Zhe and her son casually, then lowered his head and gently turned his hands.
A big bowl filled with white rice porridge sloshed out in circles.
As soon as she entered the door, Mrs. Zhe raised her voice and said, "My lord, dinner is ready."
"You guys eat first. I have no appetite."
Zhe Yuxun answered in a muffled voice. He was standing by the wall and washing his face with the cold well water in the basin. Zhe's second and fourth sons were both sitting upright in the room. The Zhe family had always maintained their presence in Fuzhou.
It was a custom in the old days that the whole family would get together during meals. Now that the eldest son Zhe Weizheng is married, the sons who are married to Shang Shui still follow the old rules.
"The New Year is coming, and Zhangjia's shop has delivered a lot of New Year's goods according to our menu. After breakfast, I will take a few children to the kitchen to clean up and distribute them to several elders and each room.
"
Mrs. Zhe said loudly while closing the door.
As soon as the door was closed, the half-grown boy who had just put down the porridge bowl slowly raised his head. The fourth-year-old Zhe Weizhong, who was sitting at the table, saw clearly the man wearing the second brother's clothes. He couldn't help but trembled all over. The man in front of him
His chopsticks hit the ground. Before he could even utter a exclamation, the second brother Zheweixin next to him had quick hands and eyes and covered his mouth.
"How old are you and you are still frizzy..."
Zhe Yuxun was wiping his face vigorously with a towel. When he heard the chopsticks fall to the ground, he scolded him angrily. But when he moved the towel and saw the man standing at the table clearly, his voice stopped suddenly and his whole person seemed to be in a state of panic.
It looked like it was petrified and stayed there.
"Brother..." Zhe Ziyu called out softly, and his bright eyes quickly became misty.
"Why did you save me?"
Deep in the side hall, there was darkness. Bisu sat cross-legged on the couch, looking at this nun who was behaving strangely in confusion.
Yongqing stared at the scar on his head. What he saw in front of him was clearly a monk, but a monk pretended to be an assassin. Who was he?
Yongqing didn't answer and asked instead: "Why did you want to assassinate the official? You should know very well that even if you can succeed, you will not be able to leave alive."
Bi Su said bitterly: "From the moment Jiangzhou massacred the city, my only mission in life was to kill Zhao Guangyi! As long as I can kill him, what does it matter if I can leave alive?"
"Jiangzhou?" Yongqing's heart moved and he blurted out: "Your relatives...died in the battle of Jiangzhou?"
Bi Su's teeth were chattering, and his eyes had slowly turned red. He said every word: "That was not a battle, that was a massacre of a group of unarmed and kind-hearted people by an army!"
Yongqing stared at him quietly. From Bi Su's expression and tone, she could see how deep Bi Su's hatred was and how painful his injuries were. Those crazy eyes really showed that he would not hesitate to do anything for revenge.
The situation. His relatives died in the war because of Zhao Guangyi's order. But his relatives died directly in the hands of Zhao Guangyi. Comparing the two, who has more hatred and deeper pain? But he can
What he did for his relatives, but he... Yongqing felt ashamed in his heart.
It's not that she doesn't want revenge, it's just that she has too many ties... too many... She wants to avenge her father, and she has to find a way to continue the legacy created by her father. She wants to kill the big enemy who killed her father and regicide, but
She also wanted to protect her brother as much as possible. In the anger of a common man, two people were buried dead, bleeding for five steps, and the whole world was in mourning. It was really happy, she wanted to, but... she couldn't do it.
Bi Su thought of Shui Yue who died tragically, and was so angry that he could not control himself. After a long while, he suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, slowly raised his head, and asked in a cold voice: "Now you know why I wanted to kill him? Because...
...He and I have a mortal feud! This time, I didn't succeed, but as long as I live, I will come again next time! What about you...who are you? You know that I am the murderer of the king's assassination.
, but you want to take risks to save me, why? Don’t tell me, it’s because of the compassionate heart of Buddhist disciples, haha, the emperor is the greatest in the world, and the Buddha is in the west, it is difficult to care about the world!"
Yong Qing looked at him quietly and said softly: "I saved you just because... the person you want to assassinate and I also have sworn hatred."
Bi Su raised his eyebrows and said: "As a monk, you can live in the palace. It shows... you must have a close relationship with the royal family. Will you have a mortal enemy with Zhao Guangyi? Who are you?"
Yongqing clasped his hands together and said: "Poor nun Dingru, before she became a monk, she was Princess Yongqing of the Song Dynasty."
After Zhao Guangyi ascended the throne, he hypocritically named Yongqing the Princess of Guo Kingdom, but in Yongqing's heart, she would always be the little Yongqing beside her father, so she simply ignored the title of Princess of Guo Kingdom.
Bisu naturally knew who Princess Yongqing was. When he heard her identity, he immediately understood why she wanted to save him: "Princess Yongqing? So you are...your father was killed by him..."
Princess Yongqing clenched her pink fists tightly, and her eyes were faintly bloodshot: "My father was killed by him. He was a treacherous minister who committed regicide. But he is the emperor now, and I can't kill him.
But... I have a chance to get close to him. You have the ability to kill, but you can't get close to him. Since you and I share the same enemy, how about we cooperate? "
Bi Su's eyes suddenly lit up: "How to cooperate?"
"I'll provide you with a chance to kill! But you have to wait for this chance."
Bi Su nodded heavily: "I can wait. I have been waiting for a long time. As long as there is a chance, I will wait patiently for it to appear!"
"good!"
Yongqing nodded and said: "Now the palace is strictly forbidden. There is a post every five steps and a sentry every ten steps. Anyone entering or leaving will be carefully checked. Please stay here patiently. My mother will help me take care of you. I will leave the palace immediately and make you a child.
With the illusion that you have escaped from the palace, the guard in the palace has naturally been relaxed. I will find a way to take you out next time."
Bi Su smiled coldly and said, "As soon as the martial law in the palace is lifted, I can leave."
"That's fine. The poor nun is currently practicing at Chongxiao Temple in the west of the city. If you leave the palace, you can come find me there and we can discuss how to make a living."
This seemingly kind and innocent nun finally revealed a cold murderous aura in her voice...
"Chizhong is dead? Hey! Good death, good death! This wolf-hearted thing, I regard him as my confidant, but I didn't expect that he would stab me in the heart. Unfortunately, he chose the wrong master, Cunning Rabbit
Not dead, but the lackey is cooked, it’s really satisfying, haha..."
In the bedroom, I heard that Chi Zhong had died, Yang Hao had proclaimed himself emperor, and that he had been fighting against the Song army for several months on Hengshan Mountain without losing any trace. Zhe Yuxun felt great, and the pent-up energy he had accumulated over the past few days was swept away.
He let out a long breath, and suddenly turned to Zhe Ziyu, with piercing eyes: "He has established a country, and now he has established a country and proclaimed himself emperor, so how is he going to arrange for you? He has his original wife, and our family cannot take over the position of queen, so what's going on?
Should he make you a concubine, right? Hmm...that girl from the Tang family got there first, could it be that he made you a concubine?"
There is a saying among the people that there are three palaces and six courtyards. These are specious statements based on ignorance of the royal rules. The three palaces actually refer to the three palaces of the emperor, the queen mother, and the queen. It is also called the three palaces of the emperor, the queen mother, and the queen.
The so-called six palaces or six courtyards refer to the queen's residence. The queen's palace has six places, one main bedroom and five swallow bedrooms, collectively called the six palaces or six courtyards.
Before the Ming and Qing Dynasties, there was only one queen, who was unique. The following were the concubines, in order: Concubine Chen, Concubine Shu, Concubine De, Concubine Xian, Concubine Hui, and Concubine Noble. The above titles can only be given to one person, and there is no limit to subsequent titles.
There are several people, they are Guiyi, Shunrong, Wanyi, Wanrong, Chongyuan, Xiurong, Xiuyi, Xiuyuan, Zhaorong, Zhaoyi; the next level is Jieyu, beauty, talent; and then the wife;
The lowest level is Hongxiapei and Shiyu.
Zhe Yuxun thought that his sister was not bad in terms of identity, status, and talent. Besides, with Yang Hao's personality, Zhe's family had ended up like this, and he loved his sister deeply, no matter in every aspect.
Thinking about it, I wouldn't treat her badly, so I asked this question.
Hearing this, Zhe Ziyu said with anger and embarrassment: "Brother, I have gone all out to come in here just to worry about you and your family, but you just talk about these irrelevant things."
Zhe Yuxun frowned and said, "Why is it irrelevant? Our family, young and old, are all imprisoned in Bianliang City. We can't survive, and we can't die. From now on, there will be no future for me. I only have You are a girl. If you don’t care about your life, what else do you care about? That guy Yang Hao didn’t feel sorry for you, did he?”
Zhe Ziyu paused and said angrily: "I didn't marry him!"
"What?" Zhe Yuxun's face suddenly turned purple: "Okay, okay, okay! Let's break the drum and beat everyone. This is, my Zhe family has nothing now, and he treats you like this. I, Zhe Yuxun, have gone blind. We actually made these wolf-hearted people brothers..."
"elder brother……"
Hearing his eldest brother yelling at him, Zhe Ziyu didn't like hearing it anymore: "Brother, it's me who refuses to marry him now. It's none of his business."
Zhe Yuxun stared at him and said, "You obviously love him so much, why are you still worrying about such trivial things in the past? Sister, it's not that my brother is telling you, you are too stingy."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhe Ziyu rolled his eyes at his elder brother and said helplessly: "A family of young and old is suffering in Bianliang, how can you let Ziyu get married with peace of mind?"
Zhe Yuxun said: "If we talk about suffering, we can't talk about it. We are just eating and waiting to die with nothing to do. Is that why you will never marry for the rest of your life? You...you girl is really a bastard. , never asked me to worry..."
Zhe Ziyu said dumbfounded: "Brother, it's not that I don't want to marry, I just can't worry about you. In fact... I... I have promised him that when I rescue you and go back, I will... marry him..."
Zhe Yuxun's eyes widened and he sat down on the couch: "It's over! Wait for you to rescue us? You have also seen that with the defense of this mansion, if I want to escape alone, I may not be able to leave, but if I As soon as I leave, the whole Zhe family will be buried here. It’s not that I can’t leave, I can’t leave. But if you want all the members of my Zhe family, old and young, to leave together, then even gods can’t do it. You are such a person Conditions, what’s the difference between that and never marrying for the rest of your life?”
Zhe Ziyu looked around and lowered his voice and said: "Brother, save my Zhe family and leave. There may not be a chance. Yang Hao has a treasure in his hand. This treasure is a hundred times more important to Zhao Guangyi than my Zhe family. He said... …When the time is right, I will use this thing to exchange for my family’s freedom.”
Zhe Yuxun wondered: "What is so important?"
Zhe Ziyu whispered four words in a low voice. When Zhe Yuxun heard the four words "Guo Jade Seal", he was shocked: "This thing... actually fell into his hands? He... he was willing to save my entire family in order to save me. , give this thing to Zhao Guangyi? Impossible, how is it possible, that is the jade seal passed down to the country, and it is destiny to get it. Now that he has founded the country and proclaimed himself emperor, this thing is so important to him, how can he be willing to give it away."
Listening to his elder brother's words, Zhe Ziyu couldn't help but feel excited when he thought that Yang Hao had exchanged an extremely precious treasure for an emperor in order to save his family. The state wanted to exchange fifteen cities for it, but the state of Zhao did not agree. When it is endowed with the great significance of "imperial power is granted by the gods, and it is the destiny of heaven", how should its value be measured? It is a priceless treasure!
Over the years, for some entangled reasons, he has been keeping a cold war and embarrassing him. What is Yang Hao's status now? It's not that he has never seen women, and there is absolutely no shortage of women as long as he wants them, but in his heart, he is actually
It was so important that he was willing to give up the imperial seal! In a daughter's family, there is a man who loves her so much, what else can she ask for? Those infatuated entanglements in the past are just funny when I think about it now.
Ziyu's heart felt soft and bitter, sweet and regretful, going back and forth a thousand times, and she couldn't help but think crazy. She had never wanted to rush to his side, throw herself into his arms, like this now.
Her tenderness reciprocated his deep affection.
After all, Zhe Yuxun was a local leader who once ruled a party. He was surprised and quickly regained his consciousness. He originally thought that the Zhe family would stay in Kaifeng forever and would never be free again. No one with great ability could save him.
They got out of trouble, but the imperial seal... If there is anything in the world that can change the fate of the Zhe family, it is probably only this treasure. In this way, it may not be hopeless for the Zhe family to get out of trouble.
Originally, his heart was already dead, and he only wanted his sister to have a good home, but he failed to fulfill his last wish. Now that he had this hope, he suddenly regained his vitality and his eyes became lively: "No way, sister, this is the case.
No, this is too reckless. Zhao Guangyi is greedy by nature. If Yang Hao takes the initiative to remove the imperial title and beg for surrender, Zhao Guangyi will become even more arrogant. If he refuses to exchange us for the jade seal, and continues to send troops to attack, forcing Yang Hao to hand over the jade seal,
Yang Hao’s plan may not go as planned.”
Zhe Ziyu said: "Since Yang Hao dared to be emperor and was ready to remove the title of emperor as soon as he became emperor, how could he not rely on it? He didn't tell me explicitly, but I guess... he wanted to borrow the power of the Liao Kingdom."
Zhe Ziyu has always been smart, and even Zhe Yuxun often asks her for advice whenever big things happen, so he is naturally very convinced of the girl's judgment. He is not a mediocre person. The girl is a little bit different. When he thinks about it deeper, he understands it and can't help but say with great joy.
: "Yes, this is probably the case. As long as he pretends to offer a jade seal to the Liao Kingdom, it's surprising that Zhao Guangyi can still keep his temper. In this case, our family really has hope of escaping!"
Both of these brothers and sisters are not mediocre, but they can only think so much. They never thought that Yang Hao's chess skills are so unpredictable. However, when they think of this step, they know that there is hope for the Zhe family to escape the predicament.
Feeling uplifted, both physically and mentally relaxed.
Zhe Ziyu said: "Brother, I took the risk to sneak in. Firstly, I want to visit you and see how you are doing now; secondly, I want to tell you this big secret in person. Don't be depressed because you are trapped here.
You got sick, or you thought there was no hope of getting out of trouble, so you angered Zhao Guangyi and caused the disaster of death. Now the war in Hexi is in full swing. It will take some time to wait for a good opportunity to rescue you from trouble. You... must wait patiently. "
Zhe Yuxun couldn't contain his excitement and said: "Don't worry, since we have hope, I will wait patiently!"
After saying that, he said worriedly: "Little sister, although the court's supervision of us is no longer so strict, there are still soldiers stationed in the mansion after all. You must not come again, so as not to scare off the enemy."
Zhe Ziyu said: "Brother, don't worry. If we didn't know the location of the buildings in the mansion, the number of soldiers stationed there, where each of you live, and whether the surveillance of the soldiers was tight, my sister would have sneaked in at night, and she can be so grand today.
It seems easy to appear in front of you, but I have worked hard beforehand. After leaving this time, unless it is a special event, I will not come again, you only need to wait patiently for the situation to change."
Zhe Yuxun nodded, thought about it carefully, but said uneasily: "Sister, after you leave, you should go back to Hexi immediately. Brother, I don't want anything to happen to you. Besides, you are already a grown man now.
, If you continue to waste time like this, what if you are old and old... , ahem, I mean, if you marry him first, he will be more concerned about saving your brother-in-law, right? You can't trap a wolf if you don't let go of your sister.
Speaking of children... I'm afraid your brother-in-law can't go to the wedding banquet, but I can go to the child's full-moon banquet. Yes, that's the idea. You give me a nephew first, and my status in the palace is also
That’s why it’s safe…”
"roll!"
Zhe Ziyu became angry and stomped on his elder brother's instep. Zhe Yuxun grunted and stopped talking about his little sister's harem life.
In the vast snowfield, only the vastness remained, and the Song army and the Xia army started a fierce fight.
The bed crossbow with a range of 600 steps was fired at the top of the city. The giant arrow pierced the air, and the whistling sound almost pierced the eardrums. Although the trebuchet used by the Song Army was a traditional trebuchet machine in the Central Plains and required a lot of manpower to operate, the Song Army
There are sufficient manpower, so the continuous operation of the trebuchet can be ensured. As a group of gunners run in a dark crowd, hundreds of fiber ropes pull, and a huge stone rolls in the air, hitting it with a silent and heavy pressure.
Towards the top of the city, every huge boulder fell, causing the soil to fly, mixed with blood and fragments of flesh and blood.
Melee siege weapons such as oars and shields and pointed wooden donkeys continued to approach under the cover of long-range strikes. Trench bridges, folding trench bridges, folding ladders, and battering rams also gathered in large numbers to cooperate in launching a fierce attack. Song Dynasty
The army has begun to use gunpowder weapons, but at this time the gunpowder weapons are mainly used for setting fires and releasing poisonous smoke, fire caltrops, fire crows, and poisonous smoke balls, making the top of the city a smoky mess. However, it is winter now, and the surrounding areas of Xiazhou City are full of smoke.
It was a plain and the cold wind was howling. This primitive chemical weapon had very limited interference with the Xia army.
This was the first batch of siege equipment that the Song Army had just arrived at Xiazhou City. The Song Army immediately used these weapons to launch a more violent offensive against Xiazhou City. However, the defensive power in the city was also strengthened. They had not been used originally.
The crossbows and new catapults were also pulled up to the top of the city, and they started a fierce exchange of fire with the Song army outside the city.
Wang Jien, wearing helmet and armor, personally stood at the front to supervise the battle, ordering all the ministries to fight in turn, without giving the city a moment's rest. Ever since they made great sacrifices to seize the Tieyewu Fortress and arrived at Xiazhou City, due to the lack of necessary siege weapons, they have been fighting
Repeating the preparations for besieging the city and cutting off the periphery, until this batch of equipment arrived, he no longer wanted to wait any longer. He was eagerly looking forward to breaking through the city as soon as possible and witnessing with his own eyes the moment when the capital of Xia State fell. If he could break through Xiazhou
City, captured the Xia Emperor alive, so with his close relationship with the official family, coupled with such unparalleled military exploits, he must not be able to escape the position of Duke.
The company camp was dozens of miles away, flags were flying, swords and guns were shining, the Chinese army was in the camp, messengers and scouts were coming and going in a hurry, and they looked murderous. Pan Mei sat firmly in the middle of the army, leaning against the stove, flipping through a series of military intelligence and battle reports, summarizing
News from all sides gradually gave rise to a feeling of uneasiness.
If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools. Whether it is a field battle or a fortified city, there is a heavy reliance on baggage and supplies, and the overall planning and transportation of baggage and grain is the top priority of war. In this regard, although
He had paid considerable attention to it beforehand, but now it seems that he had seriously underestimated the difficulties he might encounter.
Different from previous battles, when the Song army attacked Jinghu, Shu, Han and Tang states, the commander did not need to worry about the issue of food and baggage. The infantry of the Song army was invincible. Although the navy was not as powerful as the infantry, it had no problem taking on the task of supply and transportation. In fact,
When they were in trouble, they could still get food locally and fight to support the war. When they attacked the above countries, there were big cities and towns everywhere, so it was very easy to solve the food problem nearby.
But this time it was different. Coming from Hengshan, it was a barren land with nothing but heavy snow. This was the first long-distance northern expedition of the Song Dynasty since the founding of the country, going deep into the desert snowfields, and fighting in winter. In this special terrain and special climate
The combat experience under the Xia army is very scarce, and the supply line of food and grass has been stretched so long for the first time. The supply difficulties caused by the long journey and ice and snow have become particularly obvious. If the Xia army can effectively attack it on the periphery, this fragile lifeline will be very difficult.
It is easy to be cut off. The more troops that besiege the city, the more serious the difficulties will be caused by cutting off the supply line, and the consequences will be unimaginable.
At the same time, the equipment of the Song army was not suitable for fighting in such a harsh environment. The nights here are too cold. Clothes stuffed with cotton to keep out the cold were not popular in the Central Plains. They are now considered luxury goods. The bedding and robes of Song soldiers are all made of cloth.
Unlike the ethnic groups in the northwest, which mostly use animal skins that can withstand severe cold, the effect of keeping out the cold is very poor. Many soldiers have suffered from chilblains. The number of people suffering from cold and fever is also increasing day by day. The phenomenon of non-combat attrition is very serious.
These are all unfavorable factors that can have a significant impact on the battle situation. However, Wang Jien, the supervisor, has now been carried away by the series of victories that he captured Hengshan and drove straight into. He is preoccupied with planning to capture Xiazhou City and capture Yang Hao alive. He is not interested in these possible consequences.
I didn't care about the problem, but... now that I realize it, it probably won't help.
Now that the arrow is on the string, we have to take action. In any case, there is no way to retreat undefeated. There is no reason to take the initiative to roll up the flag and withdraw from the enemy's capital. Now we can only find a way to remedy it as soon as possible. "Hope... Xia Kingdom is newly established, and the people's hearts are unstable. Now its capital city
Being surrounded, the defeated troops on the periphery will become a mess, unable to launch an effective counterattack, otherwise... the consequences will be disastrous..." Pan Mei thought worriedly:
At the top of Xiazhou City, Yang Hao stood facing the wind, staring quietly at the Shili Company Battalion in the ice and snow below the city. After a while, he smiled faintly and said: "It's time to start!"
Mu Yu and other seven guards stood behind him, each holding an eagle looking for power on their forearms. Yang Hao gave an order, and the seven guards raised their arms in unison, and the seven goshawks flapped their wings.
Gao Xiang quickly dived into the thick lead cloud...