Song Mingyue

Chapter 278 I am God!

As twilight gradually fell, the Song army's camp was filled with smoke, and he rode a galloped horse into the gate. After getting off the horse, he threw the reins to the Jin Yiwei who came to meet him, and went straight to Zhao Hao's tent.

Before reaching the big tent, the man had already taken off his helmet and held it in his hand, revealing a head of jet-black hair. Looking carefully, one could see that the man had a handsome face, and his skin was ruddy like a peach blossom. Although he was wearing a military uniform, But even the battle robe and armor couldn't hide her slender figure, it was Fang Baihua.

He rushed to the front of the tent, waved his hand to stop the guard who was about to report, and directly lifted the curtain and entered.

In the entire Song army, she was the only one who entered without reporting.

In the tent, three or four plates of dishes and a pot of hot wine were placed on the table in the middle, and the fire was raging on the side of the table. Zhao Hao was pouring himself a drink, looking very leisurely.

Seeing Fang Baihua rushing in in a hurry, Zhao Hao showed a warm smile in his eyes: "It's just in time, come and drink a few glasses of wine with the Duke of the county to warm up."

Fang Baihua was not polite, put the helmet on the desk, poured a cup of hot wine, gulped it down, wiped his lips, and said coldly: "There is news from Qianlongying, the capital Zhang Di was also sent as an imperial envoy, and the two horses took turns to transfer. There were as many as a hundred escorts, all of whom were one person and two horses, galloping north. The city of Zhuozhou has fallen."

A cold light flashed in Zhao Hao's eyes, and he asked, "Do you know what the government's will is?"

Fang Baihua stared closely at his eyes, and said word by word: "Transfer you back to the capital!"

pat~
The wine glass in Zhao Hao's hand suddenly shattered, the wine spilled on the table, and then slowly flowed down again.

When he raised his head, Zhao Hao's eyes were filled with anger, and he said coldly: "This battle to break the Liao Dynasty, I have decided, no one can stop me!"

Fang Baihua asked in a deep voice: "You want to resist the edict in public? I'm afraid it's impossible to use sweat medicine, and it's probably impossible for more than a hundred elite soldiers to intercept and kill without showing their whereabouts. I'm afraid that when the order arrives, the imperial envoy will have already arrived in Xiong In Zhoucheng, if he declares an edict and demands victory over the Jie army guards, there will be no possibility of intercepting and killing them."

Zhao Hao closed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, although he has won the hearts of the Song Dynasty army, it has not yet been fully consolidated. If he resists the order in public, it will definitely disturb the army's morale, but now it is impossible to intercept the order like last time.

After a long time, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, his eyes showed a firm look, and he said, "It's all up to now, and we have to put all our eggs in one basket!"

Although Fang Baihua didn't know what he was thinking, she knew that the matter was not that simple, and asked: "No matter what, resisting the edict is resisting the edict. Once the war is over, the days of the son, the number one favorite minister of the Song Dynasty, will probably be very difficult." It's over."

Zhao Hao smiled, did not speak, just changed another wine glass, filled a glass of wine, drank it down, and then said slowly: "The first favorite... If I am just the first favorite, you can Are you willing to give up?"

Fang Baihua remained silent, with a look of worry in his eyes, and asked: "Since ancient times, the king wanted his ministers to die, and the ministers had to die. Are you not only concerned about your own safety?"

Zhao Hao said with a half-smile, "Are you caring about me?"

Fang Baihua turned her face away, and said coldly, "I'm afraid that if you die, the souls of my brother and hundreds of soldiers will not rest in peace!"

Zhao Hao rubbed his nose and said with a slight smile, "Don't worry, the officials cherish their lives and dare not let me die."

He raised his head slowly, and said in a deep voice: "It's time to end the war as soon as possible, otherwise the night will be long and dreamy, old general who passed the seed!"

……

The night is deep, the moonlight is like water, and a layer of silver light is sprinkled on the city tower. The Zhuozhou South Gate Tower in the cold wind looks even colder in the moonlight.

The defenders on the tower were either lying or leaning against the city wall, some were chatting softly, some were resting their eyes with closed eyes, but few of them really fell asleep, because in the north, the weather in late autumn was already too cold. It was too cold, and there was a gust of cold wind from time to time. Everyone's armor was not thick, so they couldn't fall asleep.

What's more, people come to inspect every half an hour. If someone is found asleep, they will be punished fifty times with a stick and tortured on the spot. Who dares to sleep?

"I'm going to pee, wait a moment." A guard soldier suddenly shouted.

All the defenders around stepped aside one after another, swearing and swearing.

The defender laughed, put the spear in his hand on the battlement, slowly climbed up the battlement, unbuttoned his crotch, and poured water under the tower, while shaking his buttocks, looking very happy and happy.

"Damn...what's that sound?" Suddenly the smile on his face froze.

A rumbling sound came to his ears, he raised his head suspiciously, and immediately saw a black shadow slowly drifting not far away, the guy was so frightened that he stopped urinating abruptly. Suddenly he turned his head and shouted hissingly: "Blow the trumpet, blow the trumpet, the enemy attacks, the enemy attacks..."

woohoo~
There was chaos on the top of the city, and the sound of horns soared into the sky. The bustling Liao army grabbed their weapons and turned to the outside of the city tower. Rows of strong bows and crossbows quickly set up the battlements, and arrows shining with cold light aimed at the city. .

Seeing that the enemy had discovered that they were approaching the city wall, Zhong Shidao shouted loudly: "Go out with the trebuchets and suppress the bows and arrows at the top of the city!"

With a burst of response,

Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
A burst of loud noises came from the bottom of the city, and dozens of four-wheeled behemoths came rushing forward with dozens of horses, followed by dozens of carts pulling huge boulders.

"Catapult, quickly hide under the battlements!" Someone on the tower exclaimed.

Dozens of catapults are neatly arranged 150 steps away from the city tower. This distance to the top of the city, not to mention that bows and arrows cannot reach it, even if it is shot by a crossbow, it is just tickling, but the distance of the catapult can reach two to three hundred steps. It's quite enough to throw a boulder onto the tower.

Clap la la!

Cluck!
Cluck!
The catapult was loaded with huge boulders, and then the long throwing rod was pulled up by dozens of people, ready to go.

"Let go!" shouted along with the teacher.

boom!boom!boom!
At the same time, hundreds of gigantic boulders rose viciously from Chengshang with piercing screams, and smashed onto the city tower.

The defenders on the tower turned pale with fright, and hid under the battlements one after another to prevent being hit by boulders.

boom! boom! boom!
Although the trebuchet was powerful, its hit rate was too low. Either it hit the wall, or it whizzed past the city tower, and smashed into the city. Only one stone fell into the crowd, causing screams, killing and injuring several people .

This kind of bombardment can only temporarily suppress the attack on the tower, create an atmosphere of panic, and lower the morale of the enemy troops.

After a round of stone rain, taking advantage of the chaos, three riders galloped out from the queue behind. It was Zhao Hao, Hua Rong, and Zhang Qing. Iron Shield stood in front of Zhao Hao and went straight down the tower.

Dangdang!
The archers on the tower began to shoot, and arrows kept falling on the big iron shields of the three of them. Hua Rong and Zhang Qing covered Zhao Hao tightly with the shields in one hand. Yes, while the other hand held a gun and dialed the whistling arrows.

Seeing that he was only fifty steps away from the city, the arrow rain in front of him became more and more fierce and dense, but Zhao Hao was safe and sound.

"stop!"

Following Zhao Hao's shout, the three reined in their horses and stood up.

Zhao Hao looked at the Liao soldiers at the top of the city, and then at the Song army behind him. Facing the cold night wind, he took a deep breath.

All along, the ability to cover up the system in every possible way can no longer be covered up...

The imperial court that I once loved so much is destined not to be able to go back... Da Song has been corrupted to the root, neither broken nor established, hopeless to save, the only thing he can do is to gain enough prestige and be the hope of the world.

He wants all the scholars, civil and military officials, soldiers of the armed forces, and even the common people in the world to know that only he, Zhao Hao, is the only savior of this prosperous dynasty that is full of fire, but weak enough to be vulnerable!

From today onwards, he is no longer the number one favored minister of Song Dynasty, not only the prince of Tianhuang's noble family, but also... God!

The God who is omnipotent and saves all living beings!
He quickly drew his sword out, and slowly raised the hundred-refined refined steel sword. In the firelight behind him, a faint light shone, confusing the eyes of all the soldiers.

All the soldiers were staring closely at the young general who was at the front of the army straddling a divine horse.

"Ten steps ahead, release Jinglan!"

Zhao Hao issued an instruction to the system in his mind, but he only uttered one word loudly: "Now!"

Although it was only one word, it was like a spring thunder, so that all the soldiers in the audience could hear it clearly, and it even attracted the attention of all the people above and below the city.

Sure enough, a miracle happened!

As soon as he finished speaking, there was already a towering tower in front of him, which was more than two feet higher than the city tower, and it looked particularly abrupt and gloomy in the night.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

Many arrow clusters shot down from the tower landed on the tower.

"Jinglan! This is Jinglan, why did Jinglan appear suddenly!" Someone exclaimed.

The defenders on the tower were stunned, with an incredulous look on their faces.

However, something that shocked them even more happened. One after another, huge monsters appeared in front of them as if they had fallen from the sky, and even a considerable part of the arrow rain they shot down was blocked.

"Oh my god, what's going on, can the Song army know how to demonize?" Someone exclaimed.

When the Liao army on the top of the city was in a panic, the soldiers of the Song army below the city were no less astonished than the Liao army.

Everything in front of them has completely subverted their world view. Their general, the young county prince who showed his might in the Battle of Baigou River, has such supernatural power!

They stared blankly at Zhao Hao, feeling like a dream, unable to believe their eyes.

Could it be that Duke Zhao came down from a god?
When the city was shocked, the seedling master was the first to react, drew his sword out, and roared: "Quickly go to Jinglan!"

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