Dressed as Tang Bohu

Outside Lingzhou City, the camp of the Tatar tribe.

In the main tent, a teenage boy sat at the head with a blank face. There were bloodstains on his face that had just dried up, and his clothes were torn.Not just him, anyone in this account is not much better than him.

On the left side of the long table, a big man with a red face stood abruptly, waving his fists angrily: "It's the third time! I thought we could enter the city by killing the commander-in-chief Cao Xiong, but since the Ming soldiers came to help us, we have already entered the city three times!" Returning in vain has also damaged a lot of troops. If this continues, let alone letting the family spend the winter, I don’t think we will be able to sustain it any longer!”

"Then what do you want?" Hearing this, the person sitting silently on the right suddenly raised his eyes and asked.

This man is as strong as other Mongolians. On his ordinary face, a pair of deep and calm green eyes make him a little more unusual.

"Sazihar." The standing burly man calmed down a bit, but still said angrily: "I think we shouldn't waste time here, go to another city, get enough supplies for the winter and leave."

"No." The one who spoke this time was the boy sitting at the top.

"Why not?" the big man asked.

Sazihar glanced sideways at the young leader who had no intention of answering, and then said: "The troops from Lingzhou came from Ningxia, and they must have left enough troops in Ningxia to defend the city. The distance between towns and cities in Shaanxi is not large. If there is an enemy in one place, the Ming army can go to support it in a short time, and we will still have so many enemies to deal with."

"Then there is no other way?!" The big man blushed anxiously.

The young man glanced at him and said, "What we have done is not in vain, and the other party has also suffered losses. Moreover, the spies we have sent for many days have not seen the food supplies of the Ming army. Presumably, they are not as relaxed as they seem."

"There is news that the army is led by a mighty general, and he is coming from the capital." Said a bearded man who was under Sazihar's attack.

"Dayan Khan's soldiers and horses will come sooner." The young leader walked out of the camp without looking at the faces of the others after saying this.

After the boy's back disappeared from the door, Sazihar stood up from the table, glanced at the surprised or relieved people in the tent, turned and walked out.

……

On the other side, Tang Ziwei and a group of personal soldiers and generals are climbing the city wall.

In the morning mist outside the city, one can vaguely see a group of soldiers and horses of the Tatar tribe in the distance, like a fierce beast dormant in the mist, ready to pounce and bite a piece of meat from Daming at any time.

They arrived in Lingzhou overnight about a week ago, and the situation at that time was quite different from what they had imagined.

When Shaanxi General Cao Xiong was fighting against the enemy, he was accidentally stabbed by a spear thrown by the opponent. He was rescued by the soldiers and returned to the camp.Most of the defenders in the city were also wounded, and a lot of food and grass, which was not much, was taken away, and there was not much left.The common people are confined in the city, and the food they store is less and less every day. It is the severe winter season, and everyone's resentment is getting deeper and deeper.

Although Tang Ziwei brought enough food and grass, a hundred thousand army is not a small number, and there is really no surplus food.

However, the Beijing army he brought was not adapted to the dry and cold environment in the northwest, and the leather armor they were equipped with was not thick enough, so they were shivering in the cold northwest wind.Considering the emotions of the people in the city, Tang Ziwei had no choice but to order that the people exchange grain with some thick cotton clothes for the soldiers.

At this moment, Xu Xingfeng wrapped himself up like a ball in the padded clothes he bought from the people, and followed Tang Ziwei half a step behind.

Now the guards on the city wall are all soldiers from the original Lingzhou. They still have more or less injuries on their bodies, and they only wear ordinary leather armor over their clothes.

Tang Ziwei and the others did not send anyone to inform them, so when they climbed the city wall, two guards were still talking.Tang Ziwei happened to scratch one ear, and heard one of them sigh and say, "... I don't know when these barbarians will retreat."

Tang Ziwei blinked, then said, "I won't retreat."

The guard suddenly turned his head and was startled. Just as he was about to kneel down and apologize, Tang Ziwei waved his hand and said, "If a person cannot survive in any proper way, then the constraints created by all rules have no effect on him. Influenced. And when the entire ethnic group falls into this predicament, the deterrence of the enemy's strength no longer exists. The only thing left is to rob or die."

The guard was dizzy, and subconsciously looked at the generals behind him.

Xu Xingfeng stood closest to Tang Ziwei. Although he didn't quite understand what the general wanted to express, he understood the last sentence.

So he raised his eyebrows, and the hand that was originally tucked in the sleeve naturally fell on the saber at his waist, and the thumb pushed out the blade, making a clear "clang!".

"Then kill them all!"

"Are you healed? Such impulsiveness can't make a big deal!" Zhang Yong said with contempt on his face, "Our soldiers are not used to the environment, but the Tartars are like ducks in water. It's good to be guarded in this city. If you go out of the city to kill Enemy, if they plot against you, it doesn’t matter if you lose your life alone, but if you lose my Daming city, can you bear the responsibility?”

"Then just don't do anything! Keep it here and there, when will you be tall?! If you are afraid, just wait in the city!" Xu Xingfeng pulled out the saber at his waist, and the arc-shaped light frightened him. Zhang Yong couldn't help shrinking back.

Xu Xingfeng snorted softly, knelt down on one knee towards Tang Ziwei, and said loudly: "The general, please give me [-] light cavalry and [-] infantry. I will return to the general with the little prince's head in hand!"

"3 people? The Tartars are more than twice as big as you. Isn't this going to die?" Zhang Yong muttered, and Xu Xingfeng immediately gave him a fierce stare.

Tang Ziwei didn't pay much attention to the endless quarrel between the two, he just lowered his eyelids and thought in his heart.

Xu Xingfeng waited until Xu Xingfeng couldn't help calling him: "General!" Tang Ziwei shook his head slowly.

Xu Xingfeng suddenly became anxious, stood up abruptly, and was about to speak, when Tang Ziwei said: "3 people are not enough, if you want to fight, go all out, don't give the enemy every chance to defeat!"

"You, you mean..." Xu Xingfeng was stunned for a moment, then his face showed joy, and he immediately wanted to go up and give him a bear hug.I stretched my hand halfway, only to realize that the identities of the two are different, so I clenched my fist in the air and waved it twice excitedly, "Yes, General!"

Seeing his attitude, Tang Zi raised his lips in fear, and added: "The little prince is not very old, but he is a capable general. You must not underestimate the enemy, and you must not rush forward. How to attack...you still need to be careful. Deploy it."

"Yes, I know." Xu Xingfeng replied with a smile, his eyes swept towards Zhang Yong, and the smug expression on his face deserved a beating no matter what he looked at.

Zhang Yong frowned and said: "General, I'm afraid it's wrong for you to indulge him like this?"

"It's not conniving." Tang Ziwei shook his head and said, "Does Supervisor Zhang know that the mighty general in the capital has led reinforcements here a few days ago?"

"I have heard that, but the journey is far away..."

Tang Ziwei smiled suddenly, leaned closer and said in a low voice: "Does Supervisor Zhang know that this mighty general is the current Holy One?"

Zhang Yong took a deep breath and hurriedly asked: "Really?!"

"Naturally, today's great achievements are in front of you and me. Doesn't Supervisor Zhang want to fight for it?"

Zhang Yong rolled his eyes twice, thinking about the pros and cons, and nodded vigorously, "It's really not a problem to be besieged here by the Tartars, Mr. Tang, I fully support you to send troops! Beat his grandma back to his lair go!"

……

At the same time, Nanchang, Jiangxi.

Outside the ancient and heavy city walls, Linlang's shops were all closed at this time.The three city gates facing north were lined up with soldiers and horses.

Zhu Chenhao put on his horse and stood at the front with Ji Sheng, Heisha and others.

"Is it finally about to start? I can't wait to see that little emperor." Ji Sheng licked his lips, eyes full of excitement.

Heisha squinted at him, moved to the side, and looked up at the sky: "I really don't know how I got to this point, and I want to assassinate the emperor. A glorious moment."

"..." Zhu Chenhao glanced left and right at Tang Ziwei's strange younger brother, and silently rode his horse and took two steps forward.

He said in a deep voice, "It's time to go."

The bright red and bright yellow flags were raised high, and with the sound of horns, an army of ten thousand people poured out of the city like a tide, forming a long dragon, and marching towards the distance.