mountain and river oath

Everyone didn't expect Duan Zhenli to be so fast. The next day, when it was gray and gray, Duan Zhenli led five hundred talisman soldiers and dozens of assassins, and broke into the Hongcheng county government office. According to the plan, the guards at the gate pretended to be invincible and lured Duan Zhenli Fubing arrived at the prison. The entire prison was built with complete large stones, which was extremely solid. There was only a small door about 10 meters wide to enter. Zhao Jing led his followers to meet the enemy at the prison gate. It was useless, so Zhao Jing used wheel warfare. When one person got tired, he replaced another person to go up, and the next person was tired, and then continued to change people up. Duan Zhenli's men were killed and injured, and the prison was still unable to be captured until noon. But only a small part of Zhao Jing's manpower was injured. Duan Zhenli was anxious and helpless. The longer the delay, the worse it would be for them. He seemed to see the shadow of death. Duan Zhenli was restless and desperately urged the soldiers to attack.

"We can attack with fire," the master came over and said.

"Good" Duan Zhenli has nothing to do, and he doesn't have any good plan of attack.

The master arranged for the first hand to light an open flame at the tip of the arrow, and the first hand fired all the arrows. Zhao Jing had already seen Duan Zhenli's plan, and he ordered the door to be closed immediately. All fire.

"Damn it..." Duan Zhenli saw that the fire attack had no effect, he was furious in his heart, and he secretly hated why he spent a lot of money to build the prison at that time, it was simply adding trouble to himself.

The master dared not speak.

Zhao Jing hid in the prison, he sat in a clean place to breathe, and Shu Zilan sat beside him, calming down his shortness of breath slightly.

Wang Lu brought over a water bag and four sesame seed cakes. Zhao Jing took them, took a sip from the water bag, turned around and handed them to Shu Zilan, and ate the sesame seed cakes in big gulps. Shu Zilan took them and drank them in small sips. In the prison, he still maintains the elegant demeanor of a master.

"Let's eat some," Zhao Jing said, handing the biscuits in his hand to Shu Zilan.

Shu Zilan took it, biting the biscuits.

"It's a little dry, drink some more water." Zhao Jing handed the water bag to Shu Zilan. Shu Zilan had never eaten such a dry cake. He took a sip of water and a mouthful of cake. He only ate half of a sesame seed cake. He couldn't eat it. down.

"Let's eat some more," Zhao Jing said with concern.

Shu Zilan shook her head.

Zhao Jing took the biscuits that Shu Zilan bit off and ate them. He ate them so sweet that Shu Zilan almost thought he was eating delicacies from mountains and seas.

"Do you want to eat?" Zhao Jing handed the cake to Shu Zilan, who waved her hand.

Zhao Jing ate the two biscuits and drank the water in the water bag. Shu Zilan leaned against the wall and looked at the dark prison.

"Why, if you don't get used to it, we will go out soon," Zhao Jing said.

"No, I'm not that delicate." Shu Zilan said dissatisfiedly.

"I know" Zhao Jing said with a smile.

"Your Highness, Duan Zhenli stopped the fire attack and prepared to bury the pot for cooking," Zhang Jun walked over and said.

"The food we brought is not enough. Go out and grab some and bring them back. If you can't get them, you'll smash their pot. Hurry up and come back," Zhao Jing said.

"The subordinates understand," Zhang Jun said.

Zhang Jun went out with a group of people, killing anyone he saw, looting things he saw, and kicking them down or splitting them with his sword if they couldn't take them away. Duan Zhenli was in disarray, and all of a sudden, Zhang Jun led his men as if they were in an uninhabited situation. They moved quickly, and he was about to break out of the camp. Duan Zhenli's men reacted and organized troops to intercept and kill Zhang Jun. When Zhang Jun went back, Zhao Jing immediately led his troops back and closed the door. Duan Zhenli's men had no choice but to return without success, and Duan Zhenli jumped in anger.

Zhang Jun handed over the food brought back to Zhao Jing, and Zhao Jing ordered people to watch carefully. Due to the disaster in Hongcheng, there was not much food in the county government, and the reinforcements did not know when they would come. Now they can only rob food to survive.

Zhao Jing sent people out every morning, noon and night to intercept, kill and rob. Duan Zhenli was devastated by Zhao Jing's surprise attack, and could not sleep at night. The morale of the soldiers was low for a while.

One day, two days and three days passed, and the food in the prison ran out. Zhao Jing and Shu Zilan looked at each other, helpless.

"Our food is exhausted, what should we do?" Zhao Jing looked at Shu Zilan and asked.

"We can only grab Duan Zhenli's food," Shu Zilan said.

"A few days ago we made a sneak attack. Duan Zhenli was unprepared, but the attack was successful. These days, Duan Zhenli sent heavy troops to defend. We can't easily send people out and die in vain," Zhao Jing worried.

Shu Zilan looked at Zhao Jing, and also began to worry, they had no food, how to feed these people?

"Forget it, I'll go out and grab some back," Zhao Jing said.

"I'll go out with you" Shu Zilan said.

"You stay and direct," Zhao Jing said while looking at Shu Zilan.

"Okay" Shu Zilan said.

Zhao Jing was wearing armor and fully armed, and rushed out with 50 people. Duan Zhenli immediately sent someone to attack, and he drew his bow and shot arrows from a distance. With the dense rain of arrows, they approached the place where Duan Zhenli stored food. Well-trained soldiers with shields rushed up, holding spears, and stabbed at Zhao Jing. Zhang Jun supported from the side, and Zhao Jing and the attendants around him quickly carried The rice retreated quickly. Zhang Jun led people to cover him and retreated to the prison gate. Shu Zilan sent people to cover him up. Zhao Jing walked back and dropped the rice. There were only three bags. Not enough, Zhao Jing felt worried.

"You're hurt!" Shu Zilan exclaimed in surprise.

"No," Zhao Jing said calmly.

Shu Zilan pulled out a short arrow that pierced into Zhao Jing's arm, and Zhao Jing felt the pain. He took off his armor, rolled up his sleeves, bright red blood gurgled from his arm, Shu Zilan took out the ointment that he carried with him, Put it on Zhao Jing, take out the gauze and wrap it up for him.

"Don't go out these few days," Shu Zilan said,

"How can this be done? The rice I snatched back is only enough for one meal today. What about tomorrow?" Zhao Jing disagreed.

"You heal your injury for the time being, and we'll talk about it later," Shu Zilan said.

Zhao Jing saw that Shu Zilan was a little unhappy, so he didn't dare to say any more, knowing that he would definitely not agree.

As the night was dark, Zhao Jing was awakened by the pain. He turned over and saw Shu Zilan sitting up, leaning against the wall,

"Can't sleep?" Zhao Jing said.

"Why are you up?" Shu Zilan asked.

"Can't sleep," Zhao Jing said.

"Does the wound hurt?" Shu Zilan asked.

"It doesn't hurt," Zhao Jing said.

Shu Zilan stopped talking.

"Don't worry," Zhao Jing said softly.

"I don't, go to sleep." Shu Zilan rolled over and fell down, with her back to Zhao Jing.

Zhao Jing looked at Shu Zilan, fell asleep, and heard light and shallow breathing from his side for a long time, he couldn't sleep all night.

In the morning Wang Lu brought over two bowls of thick rice porridge,

"I don't drink this, change it for me," Zhao Jing said unhappily.

"Your Highness, you are injured." Wang Lu looked at Shu Zilan begging for help, hoping that Shu Zilan could persuade her.

"Forget it, you can carry it. Food is scarce now. Mix these two bowls of porridge and serve it to more people. You can bring another two bowls," Shu Zilan said.

Wang Lu looked at Zhao Jing and Shu Zilan in embarrassment,

"Not yet," Zhao Jing said.

"Yes" Wang Lu stepped back.

Shu Zilan looked at Zhao Jing and remained silent for a long time.

After a while, Wang Lu brought over two bowls of rice porridge where only a few grains of rice could be vaguely seen, and the two of them brought over and drank slowly.

"General Wang's reinforcements should have arrived." Shu Zilan put down the bowl and handed it to Wang Lu, looked at Zhao Jing and said

"It should be here according to the plan," Zhao Jing said.

"Why is it so late?" Shu Zilan asked.

"I guess I was caught by something," Zhao Jing said deeply.

Shu Zilan was silent.

Wang Lu took the bowl and left. There were only two people left in this spacious prison, facing each other silently, feeling that the air was cramped.

Since the last time Zhao Jing ventured out to grab food, Duan Zhenli judged that Zhao Jing must have no food, but he was not in a hurry to attack these few days, and sent heavy troops to guard the granary, instead of shouting to attack.

Zhao Jing was anxious, the current situation is even more difficult to snatch food from Duan Zhenli, and it is impossible for them to break out.

Everyone ate the three bags of rice last time in two days, and the food ran out on the third day, and everyone in the prison fell into silence.

Zhao Jing looked at the emaciated faces of everyone and felt sad. He passed by everyone and saw the longing for life on their faces.

Zhao Jing walked back, Shu Zilan was sitting on the straw, a servant was combing his hair, everyone was in a panic, only Shu Zilan still looked like a handsome young man with absolute demeanor.

Seeing Zhao Jing coming back, Shu Zilan sent away the servant who combed his hair

"Rong Qing, what should we do?" Zhao Jing looked at Shu Zilan and said sadly.

Shu Zilan looked up and saw the unconcealable sadness on Zhao Jing's face, and said sonorously, "At worst, we will go out and die together with Duan Zhenli. The eight-foot man must not die in prison as a wimp."

"You're right, you're right." Zhao Jing swept away his decadence and sadness, and said with pride, "How can I die in such a humiliating way? "

A faint smile appeared on Shu Zilan's face, with a bit of pity and helpless sadness, "Okay"

"Wait another day, if reinforcements don't come, I'd rather spill blood on the battlefield," Zhao Jing said.

"Okay, I'll accompany you." Shu Zilan looked at Zhao Jing and said firmly.

"Haha,,,,,,, with Rong Qing to accompany me, this life is enough." Zhao Jing laughed loudly.

Shu Zilan's smile couldn't reach his eyes. He looked at the prison of this size. Could it be that this life is going to end here? He still has a lot of things to do. He has a lot to say to that person. Said that if that person does not understand, his life will be regrettable.

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