The Blood Crown

"Maoren's east wall was seriously damaged in the last siege battle. Although repairs have been stepped up, it is definitely not as strong as before. If you want to break the city, you should attack from the east." Yan Sikong held the stove in his arms and crossed his legs Sitting on the couch, he said to Feng Ye and Yuan Nanyu.

Today, Feng Ye brought Yuan Nan Yulai and Yan Sikong to study how to win Maoren.Yuan Nanyu is the vanguard general of Fengye, brave and good at fighting, the most important thing to attack Maoren this time is a fast word, which requires a large number of troops to work together, so the three of them discussed together.

Yuan Nanyu thought: "Maoren's troops are poor now, but they have enough food and grass. They will definitely defend to the death. If they want to break Maoren, they must break down its city walls."

"It's getting colder today, but it's not cold enough." Yan Sikong rubbed his hands on the stove.The coldness in the northwest is different from that in Liaodong. The coldness in Liaodong is clean and sharp, which makes people wary. The coldness in the northwest is like a blunt knife cutting flesh. Going down the mountain is like a big ice hole falling from the sky. The chill instantly soaked the bones.

"It needs to be colder." Feng Ye immediately knew what Yan Sikong wanted to say, "The newly repaired city wall has not yet solidified, and the water in the mirage ash freezes when it is cold, which will easily crack the repaired place. The surprise attack at the coldest time in the early morning, one is that it is unprepared, and the other is that the siege engine can destroy the city wall faster."

Yuan Nanyu showed a clear expression: "Then we will attack Maoren overnight and kill him by surprise."

Feng Ye's expression turned cold: "If it wasn't for that Shen Hexuan, the small Maoren town would have been taken down in one fell swoop last time. There are still our people in the city, so we should wait for the opportunity to kill him."

"No." Yan Sikong hurriedly dissuaded, "First, Maoren is heavily guarded now, and you have to check repeatedly when entering and leaving the city. You may not be able to connect with that person. Second, if you kill Shen Hexuan, you will startle the snake."

Feng Ye snorted coldly: "Forget it, this person caused me to lose thousands of soldiers and horses. If Maoren is taken down, I will kill him to sacrifice the flag."

Yan Sikong hesitated to speak, he still cherished talent in his heart and was reluctant to let Shen Hexuan die, but at this juncture he dared not intercede for Shen Hexuan, after all, the first battle was imminent, Feng Yeben was full of doubts about him, he didn't want to make troubles, and waited to win Mao Ren, Feng Ye is happy, if he persuades and intercedes again, it will be effective, so he said: "If we want to deal with Qianzhou, this person is still useful, don't rush to kill him."

Feng Ye didn't say yes or no, but Yan Sikong knew that Feng Ye was no longer the reckless little prince he was back then.

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During this period of time, Fengye was secretly preparing to attack the city, but on the surface everything was going on as usual in the camp. To make Maoren's scouts think that Fengye was persuaded by Yan Sikong and was waiting for news from the imperial court, it dragged on day by day , the weather is getting colder and colder, which seems to be unfavorable to Feng Ye, so that the enemy can be taken lightly and can be caught by surprise.

Finally, one night, Yan Sikong heard a strange noise coming from outside. He had a premonition in his heart, stood up abruptly, put on his coat, and walked out of the tent, but was blocked by two spears crossing in front of him. .

Yan Sikong looked at the bright lights in the camp, Fengye was gathering an army and was preparing to go, he had been preparing in secret for many days, so he acted very quickly.

Although the method of attacking the city was planned by them together, Feng Ye never told Yan Sikong what day it was, obviously to guard against him, at this time he was stopped by the guards, and it was also for the sake of acting that he was also deceived According to the scene in the movie, after Feng Ye leaves, he will be placed under house arrest.

Although Yan Sikong knew about this beforehand, from a long distance, seeing Feng Ye and Yuan Nanyu standing on tall horses, talking with each other, and Feng Hun in light armor following around, they will soon walk side by side , went to the battlefield together, and he couldn't even know the exact date of the march, so he couldn't help feeling sour.

Wu Liuqi said politely but forcefully, "Master Yan, please go back to the tent and rest."

"Where are they going?" Although Yan Sikong was upset, he wanted to finish the play.

"My lord, please go back to the tent to rest."

"Wolf King is going to Maoren? Wolf King—" Yan Sikong pushed away the spear and wanted to rush out, but was held back by guards from left to right and dragged back into the tent.

Yan Sikong's eyes stared straight at Feng Ye in the distance, from the beginning to the end, Feng Ye didn't look in his direction, he was always talking with Yuan Nanyu.

He couldn't help but think of the time when King Pingliang rebelled, and he was the one who fought side by side with Feng Ye.

The army set off, Yan Sikong sat in the tent and stayed up all night. Although he couldn't see the situation of Maoren's battle, he knew Maoren's guard situation very well. As long as there were no accidents, Maoren would be defeated.

But that doesn't mean the battle isn't dangerous.

Running all night, the veterans of the division were exhausted, which was not conducive to attacking. Although Maoren was not prepared, he waited for work with ease, and had enough food and grass. If he could stop Fengye's first wave of fierce attack, Fengye would have no chance again.This strategy was originally a bad strategy, but now it is the best strategy among worst strategies. First, the cold winter is approaching. If the grain road in Qianzhou is not captured, Fengye can't afford it, so he can only retreat. The third is that Shen Hexuan is a hard-headed person who would rather be broken than whole. As long as he has a breath, he will never surrender. Therefore, breaking the city is the only way to take Maoren, and a surprise attack is the only way to break the city.

Yan Sikong closed his eyes, imagining that Feng Ye led the army, wrapped his hooves in his head, and then headed towards Maoren under the cover of night. Before dawn, it was the coldest time of the day, and the white breath from his mouth was almost frozen Chengshuang and most of Maoren's city are still asleep, unaware of the approaching danger.

When the guard found the army coming on the city wall, he hurriedly lit smoke, assembled the army, and deployed defenses in a hurry, but Feng Ye had already approached the city, aimed at the east wall that was smashed by the catapult last time, and threw stones and wooden stakes again .

The sharp arrows come and go like weaving, the army is like ants, the sound of crashing, shouting and screaming will completely wake up the land, leaving a bloody pen in the history books...

In any battle, there are bound to be casualties. Even the chief general may not be able to escape safely in the rain of guns and arrows. Although every battle may go without return, Yan Sikong is not on the battlefield, let alone take it calmly , he was worried that Fengye would not be able to defeat Maoren, and he was even more worried that Fengye and Yuan Nanyu would be injured.

In this way, Yan Sikong waited from night to dawn, and from dawn to dusk. Under constant torment, he finally waited for the news of the closure of the wilderness and the destruction of the city. He will also move to Maoren with the army.

Feng Ye took all the officials and generals of Maoren, and then ordered them to do nothing to the people in the city.One night later, the three counties of Qianzhou had been brought under the command of the wolf king, and the grain roads of Qianzhou were completely cut off, and it has since become an isolated city.

Yan Sikong was escorted to Maoren, he saw the bloody battlefield that Maoren hadn't had time to clean up, and the aftermath of the broken city, and he thought of Guangning back then.It's a pity that although Maoren has Shen Hexuan, Feng Ye is not Zhuo Letai.

Yan Sikong was put under house arrest in the posthouse. He asked Wu Liuqi to find Feng Ye and said that he asked to see him. He was always worried that Feng Ye might kill Shen Hexuan.

Although Wu Liuqi went as promised, Feng Ye didn't show up for a long time.Guessing that Fengye had just broken the city, he had to rearm the defenses, resettle the soldiers, visit the wounded soldiers, and count the battle damage, so he must be very busy. In desperation, he asked Wu Liuqi to find Que Wang again, but Wu Liuqi didn't Dare, so he stayed up all night with worry, until he couldn't stand it anymore, and then fell asleep.

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Yan Sikong was awakened by the smell of food, his nose wrinkled, he suddenly thought that he was still in a dream, but suddenly remembered that there is no smell in a dream, so he opened his eyes .

I saw Feng Ye was sitting at the table, eating slowly, without turning his head, he said: "As a martial arts practitioner, you don't even notice when someone enters the room, where have all your kung fu gone? ?”

Yan Sikong sat up, he wouldn't tell Feng Ye that he was so worried that he didn't sleep for two nights, and fell into a deep sleep when he fell on the pillow, he let out a breath: "When did you come."

"Just arrived." Feng Ye squinted at him, his brows were full of triumphant victories, "I won Maoren overnight, I'm afraid it will scare Qian Zhou's courage, and Qian Zhou is already in my hands .”

Yan Sikong said: "Congratulations, Wolf King."

Feng Ye put down his chopsticks: "You don't look very happy, why, isn't this what you want?"

"Taking Maoren is just a small step in a big plan, don't get complacent." Yan Sikong stood up, sat down at the table, and asked tentatively, "What do you plan to do with Maoren, the defeated general?"

"Send their heads to Qianzhou and tell Qianzhou that they will not be killed if they surrender, otherwise they will be killed without mercy."

"No." Yan Sikong dissuaded, "You are not a mob of rogues who burned, killed and looted, but a rebel army who wants to help the Ming Lord inherit the great order. If you slaughter the guards, you will be criticized by the people of the world."

"I have done nothing wrong with the people in the city. It is an act of righteousness. If these people who are resisting and would rather die than surrender, if they don't kill them, it will show the benevolence of my wife. How can we honor Qianzhou and Datong."

"You captured Maoren overnight, which is enough to frighten them. Now that you are the ruler, Shi Renyi can win the hearts of the people."

Feng Ye snorted coldly: "Then just kill Shen Hexuan, that's benevolent enough."

"No!" As soon as Yan Si said empty words, he regretted his impatience, and he calmed down, "Shen Hexuan is a well-known upright and good official in ten miles and eight villages. If you kill him, you will surely provoke the anger of the people."

Feng Ye curled his lips into a smile, and looked at Yan Sikong with deep meaning: "You are used to playing tricks, so you like to beat around the bush in everything, for fear that others will see your true intentions." He asked sarcastically, "Aren't you tired?"

Yan Sikong was silent, his face was a little pale.

"Why don't you dare to say it bluntly, Shen Hexuan is your colleague and friend from the same school in the same year, you don't want me to kill him?"

"Shen Hexuan is upright and upright. He has knowledge of the past and the present. He is the talent of Wang Zuo and the pillar of the country. You..." Yan Sikong hesitated, "Can you not kill him?"

Feng Ye sneered: "Are you begging me?"

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye steadily, and after a while, said softly, "I beg you."

"Is this your begging gesture?"

Without saying a word, Yan Sikong fell to his knees on the ground.

Feng Ye sneered coldly: "I'll make a note of it for you, and I'll ask you to pay it back at any time."

"it is good."

"Get up."

Yan Sikong stood up and asked, "How do you plan to deal with him?"

"Close it, otherwise what else?" Feng Ye ordered, "Eat."

Yan Sikong breathed a sigh of relief: "When the time is right, I will persuade him. He was also the teacher of the King of Chu, and he will assist the King of Chu."

"You are really loyal to the King of Chu." Feng Ye's eyes showed a cold light, "As you said, the big plan has only taken a small step. You warned me not to get carried away, but you started planning early on to select talents and assistants after he ascended the throne. him?"

"...I haven't planned that far yet, I only remembered it when I mentioned Shen Hexuan."

Feng Ye was obviously displeased, his face darkened, he patted his thigh: "Sit down."

Yan Sikong hesitated for a moment, then sat down.

Feng Ye wrapped his arms around his waist domineeringly, glanced at the food on the table: "Feed me."

"..." Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye's arrogant appearance, and knew that Feng Ye wanted to embarrass him deliberately.

"How to serve me, do you need someone to teach you?"

Yan Sikong picked up the bowl and chopsticks, carried the food into Feng Ye's mouth.

Feng Ye opened his mouth to eat, and at the same time stared at Yan Sikong with those sharp wolf eyes, which made Yan Sikong's spine shiver.

Yan Sikong just fed Feng Ye half a bowl of rice, Feng Ye put him down, he got up and said: "I'm so busy that I only have time for this meal, otherwise I wouldn't let you go so easily, I will take it by myself. The meal is finished, you know?"

"know."

Feng Ye pinched his chin and shook it frivolously: "You better know in your heart that the one who can help you get what you want is not the King of Chu, but the Wolf King."

Yan Sikong nodded expressionlessly.

"Stop mentioning other men in front of me from now on." After saying this, Feng Ye left without looking back.

After Feng Ye disappeared, Yan Sikong took a deep breath, Feng Ye's aura became more and more pressing, sometimes just being in the same room with him would make it difficult to breathe.He even doubted whether the Feng Ye who doted on him in the past really existed.

He is really seeking skins from tigers.