Murong Xiaojun's soldiers and horses still suffered considerable losses in last night's battle. After all, Liang Qucong, as a fierce general, rose up again and launched an attack. Even though Murong Xiaojun had been prepared, he almost really defeated Liang Qucong.
Onion broke through, and finally pushed back with the advantage of numbers.
After a night of fierce fighting, the soldiers were naturally exhausted and needed to rest.
In fact, the soldiers and horses of Murong Chezhong, Murong Fuyun and others were not much better. Each of them went through hard battles.
But they had no choice.
Almost all the soldiers and horses belonging to the Tuyuhun Murong clan are already here.
And the decisive battle is about to begin!
The sound of drums rises from the ground. This is the Han army soldiers in the city beating drums to pay tribute to the robes outside the city.
The soldiers of the Han army did not rush towards the enemy camp in a hurry. When the distance got closer, they slowed down and formed formations in sequence under the command of the generals at each level.
Give your opponent the most basic respect.
What's more, the Tuyuhun soldiers and horses we faced today were not that easy to deal with.
The Tuyuhun army had gone through hard battles, so why weren't the Han armies exhausted from the distant journey?
From the river to Zhangye, they marched in a hurry for several days. In fact, they were almost exhausted. It was just that they had taken a short rest in Wuwei before, and the retreat of Tuyuhun's troops was not very fast.
The soldiers of the Han army could not even straighten their waists.
A famous soldier gasped, barely straightened his back, and looked forward.
At this time, through the Tuyuhun people's military formations and camps, one could already see the mottled city wall. The entire city wall was almost covered in blood, and every gap was filled with corpses.
One can imagine what Paoze, who was guarding this place, went through in the previous hard battles.
The flags on the city top are flying and the drums are beating, telling the people below the city that we can still persevere!
It is not impossible to attack from both inside and outside.
The Han army was not in a hurry to attack.
Pei Zilie squinted his eyes, stood under the noon sun, and waited quietly.
The Tuyuhun army on the opposite side also seized this opportunity to rest and recuperate.
Since it is a decisive battle, we cannot fight it with an exhausted army.
Pei Zilie would rather wait a few more hours to let the soldiers under his command breathe a sigh of relief.
Obviously the other side also means the same thing.
Li Xun strode over and said in a deep voice: "My lord, you need to rest for at least one to two hours, but by that time, I'm afraid the sun will turn west. Do you need to set up camp in advance?"
"If it is difficult to determine the outcome today, then all the troops will go from the east to the south of the city and directly enter the city." Pei Zilie said directly.
"Follow the order!" Li Xun agreed hastily, "How should the city inform them now?"
"Yu Wenxin... you should understand." Pei Zilie said with a smile.
Li Xun frowned.
Does it depend on tacit understanding?
"Can you hear the sound of gunfire?" Pei Zilie asked.
Li Xun shook his head.
"That's it. Obviously General Yuwen doesn't think that we are going to attack directly now. He is also waiting." Pei Zilie explained, "The drum sound just now was just to reassure us."
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At this time, in Chang'an City.
The sun has gradually turned westward.
Li Xingchen was sitting in the imperial study, twisting a chess piece in his hand and tapping the chessboard lightly, frowning, obviously not yet thinking about where to land it.
Opposite Yuchizhen is holding her chin, with three thousand black hair hanging loosely, wearing a thin and plain white clothes. She has obviously just taken a bath. At this time, she is gently playing with a strand of hair hanging down, making it clear that she is bored and wants to
I was embarrassed to urge His Majesty, so I could only glance at the chessboard sometimes and His Majesty sometimes.
Later, I did this thing more and more - the little girl would inevitably become obsessed with it.
Your Majesty is very good at playing chess, which is recognized by the sisters in the harem.
Moreover, as long as His Majesty plays chess, it becomes clear that something is bothering him, so he wants to find a way to vent it.
So when I play chess with His Majesty, I can’t make His Majesty’s loss look ugly. His Majesty himself is still somewhat self-aware, so he doesn’t ask to win every time. He just wants to change his mind by playing chess.
That's all - but those who play chess with His Majesty must also find ways to make His Majesty happy.
This is not easy to do.
However, Yu Chizhen was still very happy to be able to use this excuse to be lazy and throw away those memorials and documents.
Even though I know that sooner or later I will have to work overtime to make up for the hard work.
I work overtime every day and lose a lot of hair.
As His Majesty's personal secretary, she is responsible not only for the collection of news from the inner palace, but also for the compilation of memorials, as well as His Majesty's daily arrangements for visits, food arrangements, etc., all of which need to be reviewed by Yu Chizhen.
There were only a few reliable chamberlains and female officials in the harem, and now they were being pushed around by the inner palace, so Yuchizhen had to shoulder this important task.
Yu Chizhen thought of her hair floating in the water when she took a bath just now, and couldn't help pouting.
Your Majesty has picked up several of them himself. You should be considerate of this poor little hard-working guy like me, right?
At that time, I heard His Majesty mutter "What member Cheng", and I didn't know what it meant. Could it be a newly opened garden in Chang'an City, but is there any inevitable connection between gardens and hair loss? I'd better think of another way.
I often hear sisters complain that His Majesty is a "straight man". It is said that His Majesty said it himself, so maybe that's what he means.
Not reliable.
Li Xingchen saw Yu Chizhen's expression, but he didn't realize that the girl was feeling sorry for herself for becoming bald so early. He just thought it was Yu Chizhen urging him to have a baby in a hurry.
Not long after, Yu Chizhen looked at the big dragon on the chessboard that was clearly about to be trapped. He was silent for a moment and then hid his face.
How can I remind Your Majesty that your dragon is going to be killed by me?
Forget it, no wonder my sister told me seriously last time that if Your Majesty wants you to play chess, it would be best to play backgammon.
Li Xingchen didn't realize it. He noticed something was wrong with Yu Chizhen's expression, and then he realized something. He glanced at the chessboard and said awkwardly: "Next game, next game."
Yuchizhen put away the chess pieces silently, but had no intention of starting over. Instead, she stretched out her hand to support the chessboard, leaned forward, and closed her eyes.
Li Xingchen smiled and kissed her on the lips, which was her reward for winning.
Yu Chizhen's pretty face turned slightly red. Before she could say anything, Li Xingchen had already put away the chessboard and pulled her into his arms.
The arms are full of nephrite, and the fragrance is fragrant.
"Your Majesty!" Yuchizhen said coquettishly.
After all, this is the imperial study room. Although there is no one there now, officials from outside will not come if there is something that needs to be decided by His Majesty.
Li Xingchen's hands began to wander dishonestly.
Yuchizhen hurriedly grabbed it: "Wan, night."
"That's good, it's a deal." Li Xingchen said with a smile.
Yuchizhen couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
I've grown up, okay? It's really hard for you to stop letting go of me and still keep going back and forth.