Lu Zheng and Song Wensong quickly split, and the news spread to Tongzhou as soon as possible, and Tongzhou was filled with joy!

Tan Lei and Long Lingxiu couldn't wait to find Song Naifeng. In addition, Chuan Shanyue, who had just recovered from injury, threw away her crutches and entered Yin'an Hall to ask for battle. At this moment, another battle in the north was brewing rapidly, and the curtain was about to open.

"Your Majesty is such a magical man. Your defensive move is really exciting. Everything is as you expected. Song Wensong and Lu Zheng are indeed split. Lu Zheng ordered Song Wensong to defend the capital to death, while he himself moved his troops eastward and took Yuzhou. In addition, he ordered his subordinate Liu Song to raid Bianzhou. It is obvious that his defense against the capital has turned negative, but he intends to set up the two rivers!" Long Lingxiu said. She talked freely, not only flattered Song Naifeng, but also analyzed the situation in front of him to a clear understanding.

Song Naifeng smiled and said, "Song Lao San is vulnerable to me, and it is not worth worrying about. However, Lu Zheng is not a good-looking person. He uses his troops in a weird and changeable manner and is extremely flexible. He can't catch him. Even if we take the capital, it will be difficult to calm down. Lu Zheng is the one who is intimate!"

Long Lingxiu smiled and said, "The prince said this well. When it comes to Lu Zheng, I am too familiar with this person. This person is really hard to deal with! But for the sake of our plan, we still have to take down the capital first. If we lose the capital, Lu Zheng's reputation in Jiangnan will inevitably be hit. Your Majesty and the Prince's suspicion about him will be even more serious, which is beneficial to us.

In addition, Song Wensong defected to the northwest, which had a bad impact on the northwest. Taking the capital and capturing Song Wensong alive was a great victory for the Northwest Army!”

Song Naifeng clapped his hands and said, "No, right! Song Wensong, this rebellious son, I must capture him alive, and then I personally take him back to the northwest and chop him alive in front of the spirits of the ancestors and sects!"

"This is the first time my Daqian Dynasty went south to fight, and it is of great significance to occupy the capital!"

Song Naifeng waved his hand and threw out the arrow in front of him. Now the Northwest Army and Liaodong have been united. The two armies have combined a total of more than 100,000 troops, and they have uniformly followed Song Naifeng's orders.

Song Naifeng was still divided into multiple troops when he arranged troops, but these multiple troops echoed each other and were connected from beginning to end, so he would never give any opponent a chance to raid!

Song Naifeng is a veteran. After suffering several losses from Lu Zheng, he also figured out Lu Zheng's way. So this time, although he was fighting against a rabbit, he did not dare to take it lightly and absolutely used all his strength.

After sending the order, Song Naifeng said solemnly: "Everyone, listen well. This time we send troops to attack the capital, everyone must take it seriously, and there must be no one who underestimates the enemy at all!

Lu Zheng is so cunning and weird. You and others suffer great losses in Miaocheng and Tanzhou. Any underestimation of the enemy may lead to a catastrophe. Therefore, if anyone neglects his duties, I will definitely be engaged in military law and will never forgive me!"

Song Naifeng was murderous and the audience was solemn. Everyone lowered their heads and dared not take it lightly. Next, the Northwest Army and Liaodong all set up camps together, and the army marched from all directions to the capital. Outside the capital, dark clouds were overwhelming the city, and a bloody storm was inevitable.

In the capital, Song Wensong was extremely anxious now, Qi Yuanzhi said: "Three Young Master, you don't need to be anxious. Think about it, if your opponent this time was not the general, but other people, I'm afraid you wouldn't be so anxious! In my impression, you have never been so irritable on the battlefield today..."

Song Wensong smiled and said, "After all, it's a father! The blood of father and son is thicker than water, he... he wants to destroy me, I... I..."

Qi Yuanzhi said: "The General has already spoken out and wants to capture you alive, and then lead you to the ancestors and clans to kill you alive! How much have you paid for the northwest and the Song family over the years? But who does the Song family remember your contribution? If you were not forced to the point of desperateness, why did you get out of the step of breaking with the family?"

Qi Zhiyuan paused and said loudly: "There is no fair in the world. You should pacify the northwest and capture the Song family alive. Then you write to Your Majesty and ask Your Majesty to pardon their death sentences. This is great filial piety! If you can do this, a hundred years later, you will be the ancestors of the Song family. Otherwise, you will always be the evil son of the Song family. If you die, your descendants will also be responsible for the crime of rebellion and evil. For generations, they will not be able to turn over, and they will never turn over!"

Song Wensong was stunned for a moment, his face became extremely ugly. He raised his hand and pulled out the knife from his waist, and split the bluestone case in front of him into two pieces:

"Mr. Qi is really a saint. A few words made me realize it! Yes, you have to fight even if you die, right? Even if you die, you have to die. I have to be vigorous and vigorous. I am a minister of Dakang, but in front of me is Dakang's rebel thief. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be achieved. I will go into battle myself and never stop until death!"

Qi Yuanzhi said: "It's best if this is the case. If the general can defend the capital well, Lu Zheng will definitely not miss the fighter! Lu Zheng is cunning and wise, and is so mean to the third general. You can imagine what kind of means he will do to the enemy!

If the capital can be kept, maybe Lu Zheng can really cooperate with the outside world! So guarding the city gate is the only opportunity, at least for now we should have this confidence and belief!"

Song Wensong nodded and said, "Sir, it's useless to blame others at this time. Hey, fortunately, there was a guru who helped me, otherwise I, Song Wensong, would have died without a place to live. Compared to Mr., many people have disappointed me this time. At the critical moment, at the moment of life and death, I can make a decision in this direction. Mr. is really a genius!"

Song Wensong's spirit was immediately excited. He was a top-notch player. He had his own mature skills, whether it was offensive or defense.

Now he abandoned all the disadvantages, strengthened his confidence, gathered all the more than 30,000 elite troops under his command, and also gathered a total of 80,000 young and strong people gathered in the capital. These 80,000 people were divided according to the defense and moved all the defending materials in the capital to the city tower. The key battle of life and death began like this!

The army sieges the city, and the defense of the capital is tight. Song Wensong took the battle himself. He stood at the top of Xuanwu Gate, holding a spear in his hand, and shouted loudly:

"All the brothers guarding the city listened, we are the elite soldiers of Dakang, we are guarding Dakang's palace, and we are the battle of justice!

In front of us, the enemy is the traitor of Dakang. But if my loyal ministers of Dakang can kill him, we will die in today's battle. If we die in battle, we are loyal and kind, and our descendants will be glorious because of today's battle..."

Song Wensong's voice was loud, and the shout was like a roar of a cow. The morale of the defending army was greatly boosted. When Song Naifeng, who was in the commander's tent, heard this, finally couldn't help it. He covered his chest and vomited blood. He widened his eyes, stared at the top of the city, and gritted his teeth and shouted: "Nizi, Nizi, Nizi!"

Song Naifeng is already old, and not many people can hear this rebellious son, and Song Wensong on the top of the city can't hear it! At this moment, he can only say "rebellious son". What else can he say?

At this moment, any advantage of words is unnecessary. The key is to decide the outcome on the battlefield! Song Naifeng really lost his calmness. He personally put on his armor and ordered the siege that would gather as long as the power was gathered at Xuanwu Gate, and the fearless siege battle would begin.

This bloody battle ranged from sunrise to sunset, besieging the city from all sides and attacking from all sides. Under Song Naifeng's personal supervision, everyone was fearless of death. However, countless charges were futile, and Song Wensong was completely crazy. He was wearing heavy armor and holding a heavy gun in his hand. He was like a god of war descending. He ran back and forth on the top of the city, and the soldiers under his hands were also excited as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Everyone is the Northwest Army, but at this moment they are their own leaders and no longer care about the brotherhood of their compatriots. Either you die or I live, this is the powerful momentum shown by the city guards.

Song Naifeng attacked hard for a day, but he could not shake the capital at all. At this moment, there was no way out for this battle. Song Naifeng ordered the entire army to retreat, and re-deploy the next day, preparing to fight again.

The next day, the Northwest Army and Liaodong Army, which had been redeployed overnight, began to siege the city again, and a new day of bloody battle began again.

Song Wensong did not sleep all night last night. After a day of hard fighting, the fact that the capital's troops were weak was exposed completely. However, after a day of hard fighting, Song Wensong got into a state and completely broke out in a crazy posture.

Song Wensong was famous in the Northwest and was able to build his own armament outside the Northwest Song family. His magic weapon was his own combat power. Once he got crazy, he would be brave and fearless, and he would enter a very manic or even crazy state.

In this way, Song Wensong once again resisted the joint attack between the Northwest Army and Liaodong. The bloody battle the next day was even more tragic. There were countless bloodshot above the city. Song Wensong's side suffered great casualties, but the Northwest Army and Liaodong Army also suffered great sacrifices.

One day the war ended, Song Naifeng returned to the camp, and the guards beside him served him. He found that his hands and feet were trembling. Song Naifeng waved his hand and said, "It's okay, at this moment, there is no way out! The bloody battle to the end!"

"I will order all generals who join the army and above will come to the camp immediately. I will make detailed arrangements for tomorrow's battle!"

"Report! General, General! Outside the Donghua Gate of the capital, the Southern Palace Army suddenly appeared. Lu Zheng attacked the Liaodong Army at night!"

"What? Lu Zheng is back? How is it possible? Silently, if it is a night attack..."

As Song Naifeng spoke, he heard a long horn sound coming from a distance. The horn sound was so familiar. What was this the horn sound of the Nanfu Army?

Song Naifeng rolled his eyes and said angrily: "He... did he come out from the ground? Why is there no movement and no sound?"

"What should we do now? For the sake of this, are we going to rescue?" Chuan Shanyue said, he has been in a hurry these days!
Chapter completed!