Big Han Weiyang

The courtyards on all sides face the night sky, and there is a flower garden in the center with various shrubs, flowers and plants.

There was a cold wind blowing in the corridor, and when I passed the room in Juli Lake, the candles in the room were still on.The figures reflected in the windows made me stop.

Listen carefully, and there is a conversation in Hu language.

I stood for a while, and suddenly had a new idea, and pushed the door open.The sound stopped abruptly.

Juli Lake and several Hu cavalry turned their heads to look at me.Juli Lake has a magnanimous expression.

"I have seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Several people said.

When Julihu first came to Weiyang, he could barely speak a few words in Huyu. I specially sent someone to teach him, and let him learn a lot of customs of the Huns.

He is an important pawn on my way to destroy the Huns. Only when he understands the Hu people can he deal with the Hu people better.

I also learned some Hu language, so I understood more than half of their conversation just now.

Although there were no outrageous words, I felt displeased when I heard them talking in nonsense in Dahan.The Hu cavalry felt the gloomy atmosphere, and were a little respectful and panicked.

I agreed, called Juli Lake out, pulled him into the corner of the corridor, and told him that he would have many opportunities to play in the future.

Juli Lake said happily: "Thank you Your Highness, Juli Lake will definitely live up to His Highness's trust."

I glanced at him: "It may be too much for you to bear."

Juli Lake shook his head: "Your Highness, Juli Lake is as sweet as candy."

I whispered a few more words to him, and Gou Lihu agreed with a surprised expression.

I let him go back to the house.

Several Hu cavalry continued to talk in Hu, but Gouli Lake switched to Chinese.The Hu cavalry were very puzzled, and then they seemed to understand something, so they let him speak Chinese with an accent.

Just as I was about to lift my foot, my personal guard stepped forward and reported that there were Huns shouting from under the city gate.They said that Yanmen will be captured within three days.If we don't dedicate Feng Jing's head within three days, the Han people will be slaughtered on the day the city is broken.

I said: "Although Mr. Feng is a literati, he is also brave. He can make the Huns hate him so much on the battlefield. He is really a hero." But what Yanmen needs at this time is not a hero, but a hero who can gather people's hearts. , the general who oversees the overall situation.

If he understands the general situation and is willing to be at my disposal, I will never treat him badly.It's a pity that in Feng Jing's eyes, I'm just a young prince who grew up in the deep palace, and my vision and ability are not enough for him to respect.

Hearing that Feng Jing had changed his wound medicine, he went to inspect the tower.

Perhaps the soldiers will be moved by this.But in fact, this makes people have to criticize.

Does Feng Jing really regard himself as a general?As a new county guard, he should get together more with the county magistrates, captains, and generals to get in touch with each other and get to know each other better, so that he can dispatch troops and generals on the battlefield like an arm.

You must know that the battlefield is not a battlefield where one person adds a group of soldiers, but a battlefield where orders are transmitted from top to bottom, and orders are issued layer by layer, and commanded layer by layer.

When we arrived at the city tower, the bright moon was in the sky, and there were only one or two stars left in the sky, which was extremely dim.

There are people coming and going at the gate of the city, all of them are carrying corpses.The blood energy during the day becomes stronger at night.

I walked up the city wall along the stone ladder, Han said to follow behind me.

Under the moon, Feng Jing stood alone with a bandage on his left shoulder.The guards by the city wall opened their shields to guard against the cold arrows of the Huns.

The shouts of the Huns continued, to the effect that if Feng Jing's head was not sacrificed, the day the city was broken would be the day when the city was massacred.

Feng Jing's face turned pale.Occasionally, some of the peasants below the city tower would stand and listen, and after listening, he sighed, shook his head, and continued to carry.

"Master Feng." I said out loud.

Feng Jing turned around: "I have seen His Highness the Crown Prince," he bowed to me, "It is true that I neglected the granary this time, thanks to His Highness the Crown Prince's timely help."

"Master Feng, there is no need to be too polite, I am saving myself. Master Feng thinks, will this city gate be able to be guarded tomorrow?"

Feng Jing lowered his head: "I dare not lie to His Highness the Crown Prince. This city may not be able to be defended tomorrow."

"Does Master Feng have any countermeasures?"

"Feng Jingding will serve the country with his death."

"Master Feng, you have to know that your death will neither serve the country nor save the people. But the people will be in danger of being massacred after your death."

"Your Highness, shouldn't this humble minister be arrested without a fight and let the Huns trample on my big man's land in exchange for a promise not to slaughter the city?"

I shook my head: "If you donate your head, you won't add to the massacre of the city. How can you believe it. Master Feng, please don't be deceived by the Huns. I just think that a temporary retreat will make the situation better."

Feng Jing smiled wryly and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, the Crown Prince. But I would rather die than see with my own eyes the territory of the great man being eroded by the Huns."

I said: "Even if there is a better choice? The lives of the people, the lives of soldiers, aren't they more important than your empty ideals, Mr. Feng?"

Feng Jingdao: "His Royal Highness, it is better not to persuade the minister. The minister knows that His Highness intends to retreat to the second line of defense. His Highness can retreat, but the minister cannot. The minister has his own insistence. As far as the minister is concerned, facing the Huns, as long as Take a step back, and you will no longer have the heart to fight."

I nodded: "Then what is Mr. Feng's plan for tomorrow?"

"I will serve the country with my death." He repeated what he said just now, "I heard that the road leading to the hinterland of Yanmen has been opened for a whole day. It will be accessible in five or six days. If the other side also It is also developing, maybe His Highness can leave in three days. His Highness the Crown Prince makes any plans, and the minister will not stop him."

After all, Feng Jing is a literati, and he always hides his words halfway.He had the idea of ​​living and dying with the city gate, but he didn't intend to drag me to be buried with him.He wanted to use his life to delay the invasion of the Huns and give me a chance to escape.

I was slightly moved, but I had to say something: "Master Feng, can you do me a favor?"

Feng Jing listened to my request with a strange look on his face. He stared at me as if he had thought of something, so he agreed with relief.But when facing me, I don't know what to say.

Before I left, I said to him: "Master Feng, how can you let those Huns talk nonsense? You must not lose your momentum at this time."

"Which one of you has the loudest voice, go and scold the Huns." I raised my voice and said to the guards on the city wall.

"Me! Me!" The frontier soldiers are all masters of cursing.They were afraid that they had listened to the Huns scolding enough, and Feng Jing didn't ask them to scold them, so they didn't dare to mention it.Now I can't wait to yell back.

Feng Jing's personal guard also said: "My lord is just too upright, thank you His Highness the Crown Prince for reminding me."

The scolding in mixed Chinese and Xiongnu started lively.

I smiled and left under Feng Jing's weird gaze.

Where there is power, there is struggle.Han people love to form cliques.As far as I know, there are five forces in Yanmen at this time.First of all, Feng Jing and his generals and personal guards.Followed by my group.

And the old people of Yanmen were divided into three factions.One is the lineage of Juncheng and Cao Ling, the other is the lineage of Changshi and Duwei, and the third is the lineage of the old department of Zhidu.

At this moment, all the forces need to be gathered together to have a slight chance of winning.

Among them, Chang Shi is smart and smooth.He should understand that I am the crown prince, I don't like the power in his hands, and I will leave when the crisis is over.

He might as well obey obediently and take the opportunity to curry favor.This can get more benefits.Du Wei looks strong, but in fact only Chang Shi follows the lead, so it is best to win over the Chang Shi family.

It is not bad to use morality, but that is when the country is governed and the world is peaceful.In times of chaos, I prefer smooth smart people to straight-up fools.

Unfortunately, Jun Cheng is just a straightforward idiot.

Generally speaking, those who can sit in the position of Juncheng should be the smooth and forbearing type.The method of promotion of Juncheng is quite suspicious to me.

I sent someone to investigate who was above Juncheng, but the answer made me dumbfounded. It turned out that Juncheng bought this position with two thousand gold, and the person he bribed was actually Uncle Tian Fu.

This is easy to handle.For fools, use straight methods.I picked a personal guard of five seniors and three coarse ones to go, and told him arrogantly that Mr. Tian is the prince's uncle, and he became the doctor of the imperial court because of the prince.Master Tian gave you this seat, right?How to treat the prince, you weigh it in your heart.

The county prime minister immediately bowed his head and followed his ear.

The most important but most difficult thing to deal with is Zhidu's old department.These generals are the backbone against the Huns.

Zhidu has been operating in Yanmen for many years, and he is as close to these people as brothers.Therefore, the thorn pierced in their hearts by Zhidu's death was not as deep as usual.

After discussing with the prince's officials, I decided to send someone to persuade them according to their personalities and hobbies.Threats that can be threatened, temptations that can be lured, if someone is loyal to the big man and does not need any means to win over, it is naturally better.

The palace brought some famous soldiers and sharp weapons, good horses and beauties, and Sang Hongyang also collected a lot of property when he went to the big family's house to pay the grain.These are the lobbyists under me, the stepping stones that open the door of the general's heart.

The people living scattered near the border have already started to pack up their belongings, and they can organize their relocation the next day.

As night fell, I woke up for the second time in the temporary sheriff's mansion.At this time, the center of gravity of Yanmen's rights has begun to shift towards me.

Han said put on the armor for me.The armor was warmed with fire last night, but after putting it on, it became icy cold in the air after a while, it was bitingly cold.

Now the lives of tens of thousands of people depend on me alone, which makes my heart feel heavy.It made me more confused than the feeling of having nowhere to focus yesterday.

The attack of the Huns resumed.On the way, Jun Cheng is organizing the people to flee.

These people have been at the border for many years, and their lives are quite poor.His clothes were shabby and his complexion was yellow.However, the cheeks roughened by the stuffed wind carried the tenacity of suffering.

The guards formed a circle around me to keep them away.

I was puzzled to find that the eyes of the common people looked at me with reverence and kindness along the way.I understand reverence, but what about kindness?Is it because of age?

Quickly rushed to the tower.The sound of swords, drums, and fighting shook the sky.The stone steps were covered with greasy blood.The iron arrows and rockets flying in the sky made it impossible for me to climb the city wall.

Looking down, Li Danghu's Habayashi army was preparing for the battle, while Juli Lake led the Hu cavalry army to charge outside like yesterday.Feng Jing personally put on his clothes and guarded the city gate.The arrows flying on the wall are like torrential rain, making it difficult to breathe.

The soldiers fell one by one.

From early morning to afternoon, the battle for the city gate has been seeing-saw.The Huns kept breaking through the city gate and came in, but the gap was defended desperately by the Han army.

Every time Juli Lake came back to take a rest, I was directed to go out again.He set off six times before and after, beheading more than 120 ranks, and the number of Hu cavalry was reduced to [-].

When I came back for the last time, I was so tired that I was on the verge of collapse. It seemed that if I pushed it lightly, I would fall to the ground and never get up again.The blood all over his body, he didn't know whether it belonged to himself or the enemy.

Two Xiongnu personal guards held him up, with a look of unbearable expression on their faces.

"Your Highness, I..." Gou Lihu was too tired to speak.

"It's done," I comforted him, and said to Qin Wei, "help him go down to rest."

It was almost evening, but the attacks of the Huns became more and more intensive.The city gate is crumbling, and the guards advised me to leave with the people.Even the few lieutenants who belonged to the old department of Zhidu couldn't stand up.

I am waiting for someone.

"His Royal Highness, please leave quickly." Feng Jing, who had been fighting all day, was supported by the captain and came to the top platform.

"Master Feng, please go together. You are a capable general of Yanmen."

Feng Jing shook his head: "I know how much I have. If I stay, it will be disadvantageous to His Royal Highness's command. Why don't you live up to the emperor's trust by using what you have left in front of this city gate. "

"Master Feng, don't say stupid things."

He pushed the lieutenant away and knelt down in front of me for the first time.He was still wearing a battle armor, which was bloody.He respectfully kowtowed three times to me.

I hurried to help him: "What are you doing?"

Feng Jing clutched his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, which wet my breastplate.The hundreds of generals and guards on the city wall were all shocked.

Feng Jingdao: "His Royal Highness, this humble minister is useless, please let me do my last little bit for the big man. The people of Yanmen, as well as the few subordinates of this humble minister, will be handed over to Your Highness."

I stared blankly at him.

"Vice General Zhang, lead your troops to guard the city gate, and be sure to support until His Highness leaves safely." Vice General Zhang gave a military salute and took the order to leave.

He kowtowed three times in the direction of Chang'an.When he turned around, there was a moment of hesitation in his eyes, as if he was looking for someone.Is it the wife and children far away in the capital, the old mother in the hometown, or the best friend for many years?

Arriving in front of the city wall, the rain of arrows all over the sky stopped, and there was a moment of silence at the city gate.If you ignore the blood in the wind and the corpses all over the ground, this seems to be an intoxicating evening.

"King Zuoxian," Feng Jing said in a loud voice, "Didn't you promise that as long as you offer someone Feng's head, you won't slaughter the city. Feng's head is here." He closed his eyes, and immediately jumped off the tower.

I stretched out my hand, wanting to keep something.

There was a dull sound from under the city gate.The pool of blood gradually spread.

In the silence, only the wind from the top of the city and the fluttering of banners.

I stepped back to the center and patted my dirty palms from pressing against the wall.I raised my head and looked around at the circle of soldiers standing beside me.

There is no one to rely on anymore, no one to share the responsibility for me, and the coldness hits, like going from the warm room to the top of the cold and windy mountain in winter.

Instead, I felt the weight of years lifted and my stress dropped.

Looking around slowly, my eyes became sharper.

"Everyone, the Huns have been our enemies for generations. They will never give up slaughtering the city because of Master Feng's head! Master Feng doesn't have to do this at all, and we don't need to make any prayers to the Huns."

The soldiers stood up straight, and the atmosphere became tense.

"Li Danghu, go and snatch Master Feng's body back!"

"Yes!"

"The sheriff died for the country today. His blood will not be shed in vain. We will defeat them, and we will survive!"

"Yes, Your Highness." The soldiers knelt down on one leg.