Royal Road

"The Governor! The Governor, go!"

Under the command of the Chinese military commander, a guard shouted loudly. However, Pei Dun couldn't really hear it anymore. Riding on the horse, his eyes were wide open, glaring at the chaotic battlefield in front of him, his mind was totally unbelievable. How can the Huns still have a cavalry? They can endure until this moment? Why can't the Chinese army stop it? !

A flying feather searching for a gap penetrated the human wall and struck Pei Dun. His head was completely stupefied, and he dodged awkwardly, but didn't. Fortunately, the arrow was slightly deflected, rubbing across the neck, leaving a long blood trail.

He raised his hand reflexively and pressed it against the wound, and there was a burning pain. Pei Dun's teeth rattled, and his face turned hideous, regardless of whether it was hatred or fear.

"General! The Chinese army can't hold it anymore, get out of here quickly!" Some soldiers rushed up and grabbed Pei Dun's mount.

The tall Wusun horse screamed impatiently, and Pei Dun woke up in chaos. There was only a thin layer left on the human wall in front of him. A long distance away, you could see the splashing blood and smell the pungent smell. The heart was pulled into a ball, and he led his troops to resist, and the idea of ​​keeping Shuaiqi disappeared. He clenched the reins abruptly, said nothing, turned his horse's head, and fled into the distance.

Pei Dun wears a bright light armor, which is powerful, but placed on the battlefield, it is almost like a shiny bronze mirror, it is difficult to see it. As a result, he fled extremely embarrassed, with many soldiers hiding beside him, even his figure was almost lying on the horse. The Chinese army has not yet completely disintegrated, and it is not easy to chase the coach in such a dense enemy formation.

Liu Cong did not catch up. On the contrary, he took off the hard bow immediately and pulled both arms to the extreme. Liu Cong is strong and swift, and archery is the best for a time. But the arrow did not hit anyone, the string loosened and the arrow rang, and only a "click" sounded, and the Chinese military commander flag fell!

"The coach gave the head! Pei Dun is dead!" Liu Cong yelled, pulling his horse back. When facing the enemy, it is all dependent on the command of the banner. The handsome banner is the soul of the army, and sometimes even more important than the general himself. Since Pei Dun abandoned Shuai Qi, how could he miss such an opportunity!

All the Huns shouted at the same time, and thousands of Qingqis were like burning red blades, instantly piercing the Chinese army through. With this action, the news that the coach was slaughtered also spread throughout the enemy camp.

After penetrating the Chinese Army, Liu Cong did not rush to turn around. He is old in battle and understands the principles of the military, and he naturally knows that the left wing of the enemy is now rushing back to help, and it is troublesome for the cavalry to be trapped in the battle. It is better to wait for the morale of the enemy troops to completely disintegrate, and then take the main force that pretended to be defeated before, and annihilate this combined state in one fell swoop.

However, unexpectedly, this chaotic Chinese army did not get into chaos due to the destruction of the handsome flag, but gradually closed in one place. what happened? Could it be that Pei Dun's timid thing has returned to the PLA?

"Stabilize the formation! Let the generals at all levels follow the orders, and not leave their posts without authorization! Liang Cishi is still in Jinyang, as long as he stabilizes his position, he can return to the city safely!" Linghu Kuang shouted hoarsely, his subordinate soldiers , And constantly shuttle in the battlefield, just like trying to strangle a mad horse, constantly gathering the Chinese army that is about to collapse.

Pei Dun this vertical! Abandoned Shuaiqi and fled for his life alone! The anger that had been suppressed for a long time could no longer be suppressed, Ling Hu Kuang called out his own voice. What about without Pei Dun? Liang Cishi is still in Jinyang City, as long as he is there, the situation will not fall into an overwhelming situation. He wants to keep the only remaining power in this state and keep some arms for the envoy!

Linghu Kuang had been in the Shangdang and fought side by side with Yiyan several times. His method of training soldiers, intentionally or unintentionally, is also learning from that strong army. And this kind of imitation worked at the most critical juncture. The handsome flag was gone, and his general flag was still there. With this and Liang Feng's reputation alone, he actually supported Linghusheng with his troops back to aid. The remaining soldiers slowly gathered, like a hedgehog with spikes, and gradually stopped.

Seeing that the fighter was missing, Liu Cong hummed softly, and didn't waste his energy anymore. When news of Jinyang's besieged arrives, the enemy forces will be in chaos, and they can be wiped out.

In this case, Uncle Linghu's nephew stabilized the situation with great difficulty. Over there, Pei Dun's fast horse has not stopped. If the Chinese army is defeated, more than 10,000 soldiers will disperse and flee, and be involved in the defeat, it will be unthinkable!

"Capital Governor! The enemy army did not catch up!" Pei Dun didn't dare to look closely, but the soldiers beside him watched Liulu. After escaping from the chaos, he shouted.

what? Pei Dun couldn't help turning his head to look. Sure enough, there was chaos in the back, and it really didn't look like the enemy was chasing him. The heart that had been suspended for a long time suddenly fell, but Pei Dun did not stop. The number of soldiers around him has dropped from five hundred to less than one hundred, which has already been reduced by more than half. It doesn't seem to be safe to take only these seventy or eighty people. Moreover, there was a large army besieged Jinyang in the rear, and there was almost nowhere to escape.

Liu Changshi didn't know where he landed, and he didn't even have anyone to refer to. Pei Dun hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Go to the heavy camp first!"

The heavy camp is still in the rear, and now there is no news of the loss. It's better to hide there first, wait until the Chinese army has news, and then order someone to respond. Set his mind, Pei Dun immediately urged the horse, leading people to the direction of the heavy camp.

Zhao Da's face was solemn, guarding in front of the heavy camp. After the attack that day, the battalion officer did not treat them badly as the "servants" who temporarily rescued the formation, and singled out four to five hundred people to enrich the battalion. In this way, most of his men were replaced with ordnance and became soldiers in the army. If you change to someone else, I'm afraid you will have to complain, but for Zhao Da and others, this is the best opportunity.

But today came news that Jinyang was besieged. This is much worse than expected. In this way, the front army will change all the time, and it may even be defeated. I don't know if they all successfully completed the task.

Just thinking about it, suddenly a cavalry rushed to this side in front of him, only seven or eighty people, the one in the middle was actually wearing a light armor! With a chuckle in his heart, Zhao Da grabbed the spear in his hand. Damn it, isn't this Governor Pei? Why didn't he come here alone? What happened to the former army?

However, in an instant, killing intent appeared in Zhao Da's eyes. Such a coach, as General Yi said, cannot stay! After screaming at the people around him, several camp guards immediately pretended to be wary and fearful, and raised their weapons one after another.

"Get out of the way! The captain returns to camp! How can you stop it!" The few cavalry soldiers rushing in the front yelled, waving their whip, and hitting them.

This is a real drive, and will not leave any effort. Zhao Da's face was drawn to see the blood, curled up in fear, letting go. The gang didn't mean to dismount and stop, they just wanted to rush into the camp gate.

However, when Pei Dun's car was about to pass through the camp gate, Zhao Da's spear suddenly shook, as if he was taken off by a fright, and he was sliding towards the tall horse. The shiny spear pointed to the horse's door. No matter how extraordinary the horse is, suddenly a shining sharp object hits his eyes, causing the Wusun horse to jump up in shock.

The horse's loss of control is not a big deal, but after a long time ran away, and finally arrived at his own camp, Pei Dun relaxed physically and mentally, caught off guard, how could he stabilize his figure. Was thrown off the back of the crazy horse. However, unfortunately, the horses were running forward and backward, and no one expected such an accident to happen, and there was no time to pull the reins.

Only when people shouted for a while, the group of soldiers immediately became a mess. Upon seeing the situation, Zhao Da immediately greeted his companions, and several people quietly retreated.

"General!" A soldier jumped off his horse, his eyes split, and rushed towards the coach in the dust.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Suddenly falling from the horse, and being trampled by the running horse for several times, Pei Dun's chest collapsed, and his arms were twisted to another angle strangely. In a pair of round eyes, there was unbelievable anger. As if he was about to speak, he opened his mouth ah, but what he vomited was dirty blood, not only in his mouth, but also in his eyes and ears.

This is going to be impossible. Being caught by the **** fingers, the soldier's heart became cold. The coach was killed, and all of them were to be buried! However, he desperately rushed out of the enemy's formation, but the horse smashed here, how can people be willing? !

He raised his head in horror, and wanted to look at the brother beside him, but as far as he could see, he looked dodging. For a time, there was only Pei Dun's dying guttural voice.

No one can save him!

Someone's horse made a light hiss. Suddenly, someone dialed the horse and fled outside the camp. This battle has already suffered too much, and he doesn't want to accompany his life anymore. One person ran away, and the others started to move. Without much effort, they escaped cleanly. They are good soldiers from Pei's family. But Pei Dun was stupid and treated his servants particularly harshly. Desperately living but responsible for an accident, who can bear it?

Seeing that the surrounding people escaped cleanly, footsteps shouted from the camp. The soldier gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and broke Pei Dun's trembling fingers, turned around and pulled the mount. Before the soldiers in the battalion rushed up, he kicked the horse in the stomach, and the horse hissed and left.

Unbelievably watching the people around him escape cleanly, the anger in Pei Dun's eyes turned into fear and despair, his arm was lifted vigorously, and he wanted to catch something. However, that hand eventually fell to the ground. The blood kept flowing, turning into a dead silence of ashes.

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Liang Feng staggered down the city. After standing in the city for a day, sweat had soaked through the clothes, and even the fingertips were cut by the crossbow string, and the blood flowed down the back of the hand and dripped on the clothes. He hasn't been so tired for a long, long time, has never been so embarrassed.

The sky was completely dark, and the attack like a tide came to an end for the time being. However, this is only the first day, and I don’t know how long it will last. The battle at the head of the city has always been a contest of will and determination. Of course, there are still lives stacked.

Standing on the stairs, he looked down the city. In the shadows, under the torch, there were countless wounds sitting and lying down. The doctors and nurses in the city were all pulled out, and there were still many people lying on the ground, not yet settled. One is the limited manpower, and the other is the previous fierce battle. Except for the wound that really lives on the night, who doesn't bring the wound to meet the enemy? After dark, the young man who was lifted from the city's head immediately surged several times. A group of medical staff went in and out, but they were still in no hurry.

In addition to doctors, many monks from Huai'en Temple are also helping. Those who bandage the wounds, carry the wounded, and even stand directly on the edge of the city to help the dead. Mumbling Fansang was placed in this bleak scene, and it actually had the meaning of being out of the dust. No matter whether he believed in Buddha or not, the young man beside him couldn't help but stop and watch, as if he wanted to draw some power of compassion from this Buddhist sound.

There is also crying. Large or small, floating in the corner. Some are painful and unbearable, some are fearful and uneasy, and some are howls of grief when they have lost their loved ones. Mixed with Sanskrit, it seemed a bit weird and weird.

Seeing such a scene, Liang Feng only felt that his heart was severely grasped, and he couldn't breathe a little.

Most of these people were farmers who were burying their heads in the fields yesterday, but today, they are fighting hard to keep the city. No one knows better than Liang Feng himself as to what was the cause of this battle.

It is to seize power.

Because of Pei Dun's existence, because of Sima Yue's suspicion. He must find a way out. There is a way that can make high-ranking players effective, let the soldiers return to their hearts, let the people's hearts and minds follow, and at the same time it is justified. Pei Dun sent troops hard, and even Liu Hu took advantage of the situation to make a sneak attack, and he was counted. Also made perfect plans and arrangements with Duan Qin, Yi Yan, Sun Li and others. Just to do everything possible to smoothly take over the control of the merged state from the new governor.

Did he get it right?

Now all the high gates in the city have sent private soldiers. There are countless young and strong people who have signed up for the war. Even as long as he climbs high, women and children, old and weak, will climb to the top of the city. After the Battle of Lishi, those generals will also recognize who is the only hope for Jinyang and even Bingzhou. If unsurprisingly, Pei Dun will die on the battlefield, sweeping the last barrier for him.

he made it. Also created everything in front of me.

What if we don't fight this battle? What if Pei Dun was killed in the Governor's Mansion in advance? Once the new governor dies unexpectedly, how many disturbances will there be in Jinyang? How much did he have to pay to suppress the high gate, even fight the court, and save more lives? How many people will die with that choice?

This is a question without a correct answer. If you choose one, you have to sacrifice the other. And he chose the one that was most beneficial to him.

A choice made with human life.

Perhaps it was because he had been standing for too long, and someone suddenly found him in the city.

"The envoy!" "It's the Buddha!" ​​"The Medicine Master Buddha bless!"

The sparse voice gradually grew louder, and even the crying and crying were suppressed. Many of the wounded struggled to get up, wanting to pay homage to the noble person who was like a **** and Buddha.

Looking at the sincere face, Liang Feng suddenly felt that the armor on his shoulders made him unbearable. After opening his mouth, he squeezed out some voices: "Thanks to you, you have defended Jinyang. There will still be fierce battles tomorrow, there will be casualties, but Jinyang is still there. Thank you, Zhujun."

As he said, he bent his back deeply, and solemnly bowed back to the people who were kneeling.

The noise became louder, and there was even a moving tear. Liang Feng swallowed hard, but the thing stuck in his throat never disappeared.