Zhi Xuan

Dongducheng is a majestic city with more than [-] Tibetans.

The waterways in the city are vertical and horizontal, and the terrain of each workshop is complicated. It is easy for newcomers to get lost.Unless there is a guide, the army is likely to be ambushed when entering the city, causing unnecessary losses.

With this in mind, Zhi Xuan did not rush to breach the inner city, but ordered to continue to exert pressure.The catapults were outside the city, and the siege crossbow was at the top of the city. The piercing roar continued, and the inner city soon became devastated.

Huge arrows pierced through the roof, smashing the beams and shattering the wooden walls easily.

Huge boulders fell from the sky and flew over the heads of the crowd, not sure where they would land, which made people panic even more.

Standing at the top of the city, Marquis Dong Liang saw black shadows flying over his head and smashing into the city one after another, causing the city residents to panic, but he was helpless.

Another black shadow flew over, and there was a roar in the city, and a large number of houses collapsed.

Marquis Dongliang was furious, and the hand holding the sword became more and more forceful. The pattern on the hilt was embedded in the palm, and the blood dripped along the tiger's mouth, scarlet and dazzling.

Surrounded by powerlessness, he seemed to feel no pain, the wound was numb, and his heart tightened.

Suddenly, Donglianghou couldn't stand upright, he covered his heart, his face turned blue, he bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the severe pain overwhelmed his dizziness, so he managed to stand upright without falling down on the spot.

"Father has an illness." Shi Ziba said in a low voice, and when Zhi Xuan looked over, he continued, "Very few people know about it."

Zhi Xuan carefully observed Shi Ziba, and found that the other party's expression was indifferent, without the slightest worry, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.Compared with him and his scumbag father, this father and son is the real plastic family relationship.

In the evening, when the sun was about to set, torches were lit at the top of the city, and the soldiers manipulating the catapults and siege crossbows changed three batches, and the attack never stopped.

The defenders released arrows under the command of the clan, but they were sparse and could not pose any threat.Most of the arrow pots shot empty, their expressions were numb, and they almost lost the will to fight.

Before the war started, the defenders were full of confidence, and everyone from top to bottom believed that it would not be difficult to hold for three days.

Two days of fighting shattered their faith.

It is not terrible to fight on the battlefield, what is terrible is that the fighting spirit and fighting spirit are destroyed.Holding a sword in his hand, he lost his strength overnight, lost the belief in a decisive battle with the enemy, and lost the courage to fight.

Frustration and despair spread quickly, from bottom to top, sweeping the defenders at the top of the city.

Faced with this situation, the Marquis of Dongliang and the clan had nothing to do.It's not that the soldiers are not strong enough, nor is it lacking in strength, but that the army has lost the determination to fight and doesn't want to continue fighting at all!

At this moment, Hou Dongliang felt the helplessness of the landless clan.

It's not that they hand over the fief food, nor that they don't want to resist, in fact they are willing to fight.However, the armored soldiers have no fighting spirit, like a mess of loose sand.It is strange that such an army does not lose when it is pulled into the battlefield.

In contrast, at the beginning of the confrontation between the two countries, the defenders of the five border cities became remarkable.

It's a pity that he didn't know the real situation on the battlefield at that time, and was angry that the defenders lost their ground too quickly. Xihe, who was in charge of defending the city, was rejected and excluded in the court, and he had long been separated from Donglianghou.

There is no shortage of people who regret it in the world, but only the medicine for regret.

Going to the battlefield in person and witnessing the power of the Xiyuan army, the Marquis of Dongliang regretted that he should not anger Xihe.Now that things have happened, he knows that the renunciation between the monarch and his subjects is irreparable, so he can only sigh deeply, order to continue to deploy troops, and try his best to stabilize the morale of the troops.

Knowing that things can't be done, he can't fall down easily.

Even if it is strong, it will last for three days!

Different from the first day, when the evening approached, Zhi Xuan didn't call Jin to withdraw the troops, but ordered the soldiers to take turns to rest, and the attack on the inner city continued day and night.

The number of crossbow bolts is limited, and the sound of twisting strings gradually stops.

When the boulders and broken wood were used up, the soldiers used local materials, such as the boulders blocking the city gates and the rolling logs piled up in the outer city.If it doesn't work, you can also remove the wall tiles.

In short, if Zhi Xuan didn't give an order to stop, he had to throw something into the inner city.It is uncertain where it hit, and the house that was smashed down can only consider itself unlucky.

If the army of Xiyuan Kingdom does not withdraw, the defenders of Dongliang Kingdom can only sacrifice their lives to accompany them.

Zhi Xuan didn't order to attack the gate of the inner city, but just threw huge boulders blindly, as if he wanted to demolish the East Capital City.

The catapults roared all night, and the pressure was no small thing.

Without hand-to-hand combat, it is difficult to restore the defender's will to fight.The citizens of the city became terrified, and the fighting spirit of the clans was also drained.

In this situation, the fate of the Eastern Capital City is already doomed, and the Marquis of Eastern Liang has all kinds of strategies but is powerless.

Zhi Xuan was very patient and was not in a hurry to reap the results.Su Hu and others begged for Ye Zhan, hoping to break through the inner city gate with all their strength, but he shook his head.It's not that it can't be won, but it can't be done in this way.

The lack of fighting spirit of the defenders does not mean that the people of Dongliang will give up their resistance.

There are more than [-] people in the city, and the army he brought is only tens of thousands. If he enters the city rashly, it will easily arouse the anger of the city residents and cause unnecessary troubles.

"Your Majesty's intention?"

"Wait." Zhi Xuan said in a deep voice.

He was able to win the outer city on the first day, but he didn't give an order. He successfully forced Dongliang Hou out, forced the opponent to climb to the top of the city, and faced the defeat himself.

The next day he was able to enter the inner city, but he also did not give an order.The purpose is very simple, the Dongliang clan is not monolithic, and the He clan sent out the news secretly, if nothing else, it will soon bring surprises to themselves.

One day's battle dragged on to three days, Zhi Xuan had to consider not only the strength of the troops, but also the post-war issues.

It is easy to capture a city, but the hard part is how to stabilize the city, prevent the army from getting bogged down, and avoid losses outside the battlefield.

For the whole night, Zhi Xuan did not return to the camp to rest, and the Marquis of Dong Liang did not leave the city either.

The attacking army continued to throw boulders and broken logs, always in high spirits.

The generals guarding the city were dead silent.They stopped shooting arrows, sat down on the ground wearily, supported their halberds and bows and arrows on their shoulders, looked up at the sky with numb expressions, and watched huge black shadows fly over their heads and fall into the inner city one by one.

The Dongliangguo clan did not give up, they were trying to save themselves.

Xihe passed on the news in private, the Patriarch of the He clan moved around, and the situation of the two days of battle was in front of his eyes, and more and more clans began to waver.All it takes is an opportunity, and the balance in their hearts will tilt and completely fall to one side.

At dawn, the whistling finally stopped.

Zhi Xuan ordered the black armored soldiers to temporarily withdraw from the siege, allowing the defenders to go out of the city and restrain the comrades who died yesterday.

This move was unexpected, Dongliang Hou thought it was a trick, hesitated for a moment, and deliberately refused the other party.Just as he was about to speak, he was reminded by a close minister, looked around, and found that the city was completely silent, and the soldier Wu looked at him no longer in awe, but full of resentment.

Dong Lianghou's heart skipped a beat, and the words of refusal came to his lips, but he couldn't say it after all.

"allow."

Zhixuan kept his promise and did not launch an attack after the defenders left the city. Instead, he moved out of the way and ordered someone to help carry the corpse.

The defenders were surprised to find that the armor of the comrades who died in battle was complete, the weapons were placed beside them, and quiver was tied around some waists.

According to the rules, when the two countries clash, the leather armor and weapons of the defeated will be taken away, and they will be burned and damaged if they cannot be used any longer. This is the right of the winner.

Zhi Xuan did not do this.

He showed with practical actions that he respected the soldiers who fought bravely and would not humiliate these warriors who died fighting for the country like they did with bandits.

"The responsibility of the king is the responsibility of the generals."

The eight words were resounding, and the Xiyuan clan who followed the war fell silent, and did not raise any objections to Zhixuan's unconventional actions.

Seeing the body of the same robe, the defenders learned that it was Xi Yuanhou who gave the order, their eyes turned red for a moment, and it was hard to say what it was like in their hearts.

They should have hated the army that attacked the capital, but they couldn't hate it at this moment.Looking at the black armored soldiers on the opposite side, thinking of them fighting for such a monarch, one would even feel envious.

The strange emotion was like a seed breaking through the ground, and it grew wildly in the hearts of everyone, and soon grew into a towering tree, which could not be pulled out even if you wanted to.

During the process of transporting the corpses, the defenders had brief contact with the black armored soldiers.People from the He family mingled among them, and passed the news to Zhi Xuan smoothly.

When the defenders returned to the inner city and the city gates were closed, Zhi Xuan did not continue to attack the city, but walked out of the protection of the soldiers, looked at the opposite city, and raised his voice: "The Marquis of Dongliang surrenders, a truce!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the black armored soldiers shouted in unison, and the voice spread all over the city, and was sent into the inner city with the wind.

Suddenly, the inner city seemed to be imprinted with a rest. Everyone stopped their movements, stopped talking, and focused their eyes on the top of the city, staring at Donglianghou in armor.

The moment Zhi Xuan walked out of the protection of the soldiers, Dongliang Hou thought he had seized the opportunity and ordered to release the arrow.

Unexpectedly, no one obeyed the order.

The clan frowned, disapproving.Armored soldier Wu looked over with contempt and anger.

"Your Majesty, nothing can be done!"

Zhixuan's previous actions were convincing, showing the righteousness that the clan should have.In contrast, Donglianghou's order was disgusting, and the clans felt ashamed and blushed with dissatisfaction.

"You..." Marquis Dongliang glanced at the crowd with a stunned expression.Realizing what was happening, my heart sank suddenly.

Just at this time, Zhi Xuan gave the conditions for a truce.

The black armored soldiers shouted in unison, and the sound waves swept across, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The eyes of the clan, the people of the country and the common people were focused on Dong Liang Hou, even the most loyal close ministers would inevitably waver at this moment.

If the monarch surrenders alone, the war can be avoided and the family can be protected.

The clans quickly made a decision on how to choose.

Looking at everyone's expressions, Dongliang Hou Dun knew that the situation was over.Zhi Xuan was more ruthless than he expected, and his wrist was decisive. Once he made a move, he would not leave any leeway.

Marquis Dongliang laughed out loud, his voice became louder and louder, and he looked crazy.

"Good, good, good!"

Three consecutive words of "good" express the pain and desolation of being driven to a desperate situation.

Hou Dongliang laughed enough, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and he glared at Zhi Xuan standing against the wind, with a ferocious expression.

After a while, he suddenly showed a weird smile.

"Zhuzi, do you think you're winning?"

Accompanied by the voice, the Marquis of Dongliang pulled out the Wang Ci sword.

He will never surrender, and he will never make Shu Zi proud!

Today he died at the head of the city, and Zhuzi will bear the notoriety of forcing the king to death. The clan will not tolerate it, and Zhongdu City will definitely hold him accountable.At that time, all of Zhuzi's calculations will be in vain, and everyone in the world will definitely point him out!

Looking around, Dong Liang Hou sneered.

Even if these clans who betrayed him were unwilling, they must avenge him!

The sky was gloomy, and dark clouds gathered on the top of the city, indicating that heavy rain was coming.

It rains in late autumn and the weather turns cooler.

Dark clouds overwhelm the city, and the day is like night.Before the rain fell, a gust of wind rose, sweeping across the city in an instant, breaking several clan battle flags.

Marquis Dong Liang was about to raise his sword to kill himself when the flagpole behind him suddenly broke, and the flag painted with totems covered his head, blocking his sight.

The clans who reacted swarmed up and controlled the monarch who was knocked down by the flagpole.Xihe snatched the sword bestowed by Wang, and to prevent the Marquis of Dongliang from biting his tongue, he stuffed a jade ring into his mouth.

"Your Majesty's move is not allowed by the heavens." Zhengqing said, "For the sake of the country, please, Your Majesty, get rid of the crown and surrender!"

Dong Lianghou was lifted up from the ground, his eyes were angrily staring, his face was livid.

The clans ignored his struggle, removed his hair crown with their own hands, and forcibly took him off the wall.

When the team passed by, the armored soldier Wu ignored it and took the initiative to get out of the way.

Seeing this scene, Zhi Xuan turned to Shi Ziba who was standing beside him, and said with a smile, "After today, Dongliang will have a new master."

Shi Ziba shuddered suddenly.

For some reason, facing Zhi Xuan's smile, the joy dissipated like a bubble before the joy rose, and a chill came down his spine.Out of his instinct for danger, he quickly corrected his expression, cupped his hands to Zhixuan and said, "Bawei-jun is on the horse and is the first to follow!"

The pressure dissipated, Shizi Ba suddenly felt relieved, and soon realized his enlightenment.

Leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade, since the golden thighs are hugged, they must not be released easily.Even his father can't do it, he'd better be honest and don't think about it.

There is a thigh cover for everything, isn't it delicious?