The Battle of Changping has entered a white-hot stage.

After dawn, the rebels who had reorganized their forces launched an attack under the cover of heavy fog.

This time, Murong Xuanjun did not leave any further support. As a large number of baggage arrived outside the city, projectile vehicles, ladders, and rushing vehicles were dispatched one after another. At the same time, there were also ten uncastrated winch crossbows, which were pushed to the city and participated in the attack.

A powerful crossbow of twelve stones can penetrate the city wall at a distance of 600 steps.

Fortunately, the weather was cold, which made Changping's city walls particularly hard, which to some extent counteracted the attack of the powerful crossbow.

Murong Xuanjun's face was cold and stood under the flag gate.

Due to the heavy fog, many bonfires were lit on the battlefield, which can be used as signs to assist.

Through the continuous reward of scouts, Murong Xuanzhang can clearly grasp the dynamics on the battlefield.

Half an hour later, the rebels' offensive continued like a tide and became more and more fierce. But Changping was never broken, like a rock, standing firmly there, resolving the rebels' offensive again and again.

"Yang Chenglie is a talented person and has a strong general style."

Murong Xuanjun frowned. His attack was not good, but he did not show any anxiety, but instead praised his opponent.

This also made his subordinates feel ashamed and they all stood up to ask for battle.

"Mingyu!"

"Hey." The obsessed chapter & the little one said it was just hey~ smoky~

"After this war, if our army fails to capture Changping, you will go to Chang'an on my behalf and report the situation of the battle to Taipingguan. Yang Chenglie will never be a simple county lieutenant. Please investigate his origin there.

If possible, this person is worthy of winning."

Murong Mingyu said: "Father, we can definitely defeat Changping."

Murong Xuanjun smiled and said softly: "Of course... Changping's small city is not difficult to break through. However, we may not have this time. The purpose of our trip south this time is to force Youzhou to transfer troops back. But now, there has been no movement in Wuhuiling, so this time of siege Wei to save Zhao may be useless.

Even if you conquer Changping, what can you do?

There was no news from Jixian County. Although Zhang Rendan was not here, Li Yuanfang was there... That guy was a nobleman, and in terms of prestige and power, Zhang Rendan was not comparable. He must have other plans to stay in Jixian County."

"That……"

"Did Jinjin Frgon wake up?"

"Have awakened!"

Murong Xuanjun pondered for a moment and signaled Murong Mingyu to come over.

"Tell him that Changping is about to break the city, and if he wants to avenge his revenge, he will take advantage of the present.

If he can break through Changping, the previous agreement will still be effective... I don't care what method you use, be sure to let the person in the number room be on the way. I am worried that Li Yuanfang has already started to take action, and we cannot delay here, we must retreat immediately."

Murong Mingyu was stunned and said in silence: "Retreat the troops?"

“That’s right.”

Murong Xuanjun curled his lips and said softly: "I don't want my people to be here. I thought about it all night last night. If I failed to break the city last night, this time I went south would be a failure. I originally wanted to recruit people in the number room, but if I think about it carefully, these people are fierce and wild, and it will be troublesome to stay by my side. Let them stay here and hold on to them, and I will start to order people to evacuate the battlefield. After dark, you also find an opportunity immediately and then go straight to Chang'an."

"Father, then you..."

"I went north and could also take the opportunity to recruit two defeated troops from Pingdi and Qingyi, and then go to Luanhe and Wuli River to take root.

After you arrive in Chang'an, stay there and obey the orders.

In this way, my father and son can echo each other. When the situation changes, I return to the court, you can also secretly work. Now that the Holy Mother God Emperor is old, I am afraid that it will not last long. When the new emperor ascends the throne, it will be the day when our father and son meet."

Murong Mingyu had tears in his eyes and immediately bowed, "Children obey the order."

This is also the best way for Murong Xuanzhang to do now. Only in this way can his father and son keep peace.

After Murong Xuangu went north, God knew what would happen. Murong Mingyu knew very well that he would never be as relaxed as he said. He was poor and bad water, and barbarians were everywhere. Murong Xuangu went to the Luan River alone, which must be very difficult.

If I can gain a foothold in Chang'an, I can give my father some help.

Murong Mingyu figured out the reason, but he didn't bother to thrust his horse and headed straight to the camp of the horn room people.

Seeing Murong Mingyu leave, Murong Xuanjun smiled.

This is my Qilin son, as long as he can live, my Murong family will have a day of revival!

Thinking of this, Murong Xuanjun was also much calmer, and he immediately ordered: "Get out of the army and wait for the rest and then fight."

The long horn of the horn echoed over the battlefield, and the rebels' offensive slowed down and began to retreat slowly.

There was blood on Changping City.

The sticky plasma flowed out along the water holes at the top of the city, dyeing the originally gray-black city walls into a dark red color.

The heavy fog slowly dissipated.

The sun shines on the city tower, on the corpses, on the beach of blood, making the entire city tower covered with a strong smell of blood.

Yang Chenglie sat on the ground, not caring about the pool of blood under him.

At this time, he was like a bloody man, with blood from head to toe, and looked very embarrassed.

Not far away, Gai Laojun and Luang also sat on the ground, and even lost their strength to speak. Yang Shouwen and Abusjda could barely stand, but their situation was not necessarily much better than Yang Chenglie and the other two.

"Yizi, please patrol me and count the casualties."

Yang Chenglie smiled and ordered Yang Shouwen, but saw that Yang Shouwen turned around and left without saying a word.

When he went up the city tower, Yang Shouwen seemed to have become much more gloomy. He no longer talked as much as the day before yesterday, and was silent most of the time. Even Yang Chenglie felt a little scared. That gloomy aura made Yang Shouwen's originally slightly handsome face no longer have the cuteness he had before. He didn't talk much, but his killing method became more and more fierce. Today, there were at least fifty or sixty rebels who died under the tiger swallowing gun on the city tower.

He alone solved almost one-third of the rebels who climbed the city.

"Wenxuan, something is wrong with Yizi's condition."

Gai Laojun also noticed Yang Shouwen's changes and couldn't help but step forward and whisper.

Yang Chenglie glanced at Lu Ang who was silent not far away and smiled bitterly: "Nonsense, what will happen to you when you encounter such a thing?"

"I have said long ago that those nobles cannot believe it."

"Okay, Zishan was also negligent... Not to mention him, even I didn't expect that such a thing would happen."

"Hmph, are you still talking to him at this time?"

"Otherwise, what?"

Yang Chenglie glared at Gai Laojun, "Can you turn against him?"

Old Guy Gai was stunned and sighed and smiled bitterly.

Yes, otherwise what can it do?

"But be careful, I always feel that something is wrong with Aizi's condition.

Although the child is kind on weekdays, he seems to care nothing, but he is actually so proud. The more he does not say anything, it means that he must have his own plans. Don’t let him get into trouble."

When Yang Chenglie heard this, his smile disappeared immediately.

He looked at Yang Shouwen's back and felt a little worried.

I didn’t communicate much with this son. In fact, the real communication between the father and the son started after Yang Shouwen woke up.

But he knew Yang Shouwen, and that was an idea-worthy boy.

Young Lady grew up with him since childhood. It can be said that when he was still in a daze, only Young Lady was with him.

That is a kind of...unforgettable feeling.

Yang Chenglie could vaguely guess what Yang Shouwen was thinking, but he didn't know how to persuade him. This happened, and it was his negligence to be my son. Yang Chenglie even felt guilty of facing him without any face, and felt even more bitter.

This kid is very bold.

If you can't untie your heart, you will be really stubborn if you don't do it well.

When Yang Chenglie thought of this, he felt a thrilling pain in his head. He hesitated for a moment, struggled to stand up, and slowly walked to Lu Ang to sit down, "Zishan, tell me honestly, what did you say in Baoxiang Pavilion?"

Lu Ang turned his head and looked at Yang Chenglie in a daze.

Yang Chenglie smiled bitterly and said, "Zishan, the matter in Baoxiang Pavilion is not your wish, and I believe it has nothing to do with you. But we have all neglected one thing. Lu Huaiyi made such a big bet this time that... I only care about one thing now. What did you know in Baoxiang Pavilion? What is the current situation of Yizi? "(To be continued.)
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