"Taigui has raised an army." Fang Zheng took a deep breath. "Yes, sir, the King of Thailand had led 80,000 riot troops last night to surround Yangzhou City, and then ordered soldiers to attack the city. General Feng Qiudao led his troops to defend the city. The battle was very fierce."

"What?" Fang Zheng was shocked: "Eighty thousand chaotic troops? Where did the Thai King come from so many people?"

The subordinate said with a frown: "Yes, sir, I don't know where he pulled out such a huge riot army. There was no warning in advance, and the subordinates were puzzled."

"I'm going to help you!" Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then jumped up and shouted: "Hurry up, follow me to Yangzhou to remove General Feng's siege!"

The subordinate was shocked when he heard this: "Sir. You mean that we are just here to solve Yangzhou.

Fang Zheng had a solemn expression and said sternly: "What's wrong with us? Can't a few people defeat the rioters?"

"Sir, think twice! That's 80,000 chaotic troops,"

"So what about 80,000? Evil cannot defeat justice in the end! The ancients said: Even if there are thousands of people, I will go!" Fang Zheng looked righteous and slowly glanced at his subordinates in front of him, and said with a sharp expression: "A man with five feet high hidden in the world, born in the world, should take the Qingfeng sword, spread the world, clear everything in the world, and repay your kindness. With the glory of the door! Don't you dare, or don't want it?"

When the subordinates heard this, their blood was boiling, their faces turned red with excitement, and they shouted in unison: "I am willing to follow the Lord to fight bravely to the enemy and sacrifice my life to serve the country!"

Everyone's faces were full of fearlessness.

Fang Zheng looked at the group of passionate men under his command and nodded with satisfaction. Then his face changed, he quickly changed into a despicable smile and said with a smile: "Okay, just shout whatever you want. Don't take it too seriously. Life is very precious.

The people who were so excited that they were poured a basin of cold water on their heads, looking at Fang Zheng for a long time speechless.

"Sir, didn't you say you wanted to lift the siege of Yangzhou?" a subordinate asked carefully.

Fang Zheng glared at him with contempt: "We are just rushing towards the 80,000 chaotic troops like this? Are you really stupid or fake? If you are tired of living, go and die by yourself. Don't pull me to take care of you."

"But Big Talent Network doesn't say it,"

"What did I say? Isn't it okay to shout slogans? This is the same as the monk chanting "Amitabha Buddha" all day long. Young people, be rational when encountering things," Fang Zheng said earnestly.

Everyone sweated,

"Aren't Feng Qiudao's Longwu Army stationed outside the city? When did you enter the city?"

"After General Feng discovered that the Lord was missing, he judged that the King of Thailand might take the opportunity to cause trouble, so he ordered the soldiers to enter the city and prepared all the equipment to defend the city in advance. Only then did Yangzhou City be saved without losing it."

"Fortunately, Brother Feng saw the opportunity early, otherwise the big thing would be wrong. Fang Zheng looked glad and cursed fiercely: "The bastard of Thailand! He fought without pronouncement and fought as soon as he said he could fight. It was too unreasonable! I was surprised that this child was quite polite in the past, why did he become like this now?"

"Sir, where have you been in the past two days? Is there anyone trying to be unfavorable to you?" The subordinate said, and looked at Yang Quan next to him with a very bad look.

Yang Quanser shrank for a moment, then smiled at them.

Fang Zheng waved his hand: "Don't mention this for now. We must mobilize troops to unseal the siege of Yangzhou. We know where the nearest garrison is? How many people are there?"

"Sir, don't need to find a garrison. Even if those soft decorators go to the battlefield, they are so scared that they can't move their legs. The emperor sent a memorial to Beijing a few days ago. The emperor and Wei Shangshu of the Ministry of War have made arrangements. At present, 60,000 Longwu Army is on the way to Yangzhou. In addition, 30,000 Longxiang Army soldiers and horses were transferred to Jiangnan. The emperor has issued an order. If there is a war in Jiangnan, he will order you to lead the troops and lead the troops to fight."

Fang Zheng was overjoyed when he heard this. Whatever is missing is what he lacks, the fat man is so considerate.

"Where have the 90,000 troops been?"

"It has been two days since we were here, and it should be almost here. We just need to turn west and we will be able to meet with the army soon."

Fang Zheng thought for a while and said, "Let's go to Xuji Town as fast as possible. Someone in the carriage was injured. First find a doctor to treat it, and then we will go to the army."

"yes!"

Immediately, the group rushed towards Xuji Town with a quick horse.

On the road, Fang Zheng gave two more orders to his subordinates. One was to order people to quickly arrive at Hangzhou Prefecture, dispatch local garrisons, and surround the Ye family in Hangzhou. No one was allowed to be let go. The other was to order to find Ye Minzhi's whereabouts. If he found him, he would capture him alive and send him to see him.

The two subordinates took the order and turned their horses to run in different directions.

Fang Zheng has done a stupid thing about repaying grievances with kindness before, but the effect is not very good. He plans to try a trick of using tooth for tooth.

When the group arrived at Xuji Town, it was already dawn and it was easy to do things. There was no need for Fang Zheng to signal. Several subordinates found a well-known clinic. Instead of knocking on the door, they kicked the door of the clinic hard. The subordinates rushed in, and took out a white-bearded old man in a garment and messy hair like a chicken. After asking him that he was the most famous doctor in the local area, the subordinates picked up the old man who was scared to faint and left without saying a word. Their movements were more professional than the bandits' kidnapping.

Fang Zheng praised his subordinates' ability to do things, patted their shoulders and praised with a smile: "You should compensate the door panel of the clinic yourself, and deduct it from your monthly salary."

There is only one inn in the town, and while Fang Zheng photographed a silver bill of 100 taels on the guest's broken counter, his subordinates had already knocked on the door one by one, and woke up the guests who were still sleeping in the bed. Then, under the threat of the steel knife, the guests were reluctantly driven away from the inn.

"I don't like to see strangers when I live in a house, so I've booked it, you are a broken shop." Fang Zheng looked at the trembling inn shopkeeper and smiled kindly.

When she was carrying Han Yizhen out of the carriage, she was not awake yet. The inn shopkeeper trembled to clean up a neat and clean room. Fang Zheng gently put her on the bed, then grabbed the doctor who was treating the doctor and ordered him to treat him quickly.

The old man trembled for a long time before calming down. After careful diagnosis, Yan said Han Yi was really affected.

If the injury is not healed, two of the Xi bones are broken and the spleen is damaged. I need to be recuperated in peace and care, but I will be worry-free.

Only then did Fang Zheng let go of his heart that had been hanging high, and happily rewarded the old man with 200 taels of silver, and told the old man to prescribe the prescription and decoct the medicine quickly. The old man originally thought that the vicious men were malicious, but he did not expect that he would make a fortune for no reason, so he thanked him. He patted his chest and promised that he would take good care of the girl's injuries until he recovered.

Time is urgent, Fang Zheng is going to meet with the imperial army immediately and drive everyone out of the house. Fang Zheng squatted in front of Han Yizhen with his eyes closed and said reluctantly: "I'm going to fight. Take good care of you. When you defeat the King of Thailand, I will come to pick you up soon

He looked at Han Yizhen in a deep mood again, and Fang Zheng stood up with difficulty and walked out of the door.

The door creaked and the net closed, Han Yizhen, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes. She gently bit her lower lip. Looking at the closed door, a cold feeling of loneliness gradually spread from the bottom of her heart. Soon her eyes turned red, her cherry lips opened, and she said softly: "The flag is open and the flag is won."

The simple words are still unsatisfied, but there is nothing to say. She is still unfamiliar with the expression of feelings. She didn't know what to say, but Fang Zheng had already left the door. These four words are more like her silent prayer to God.

Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open again. Han Yizhen was slightly shocked and hurriedly closed her eyes again, pretending to be still asleep.

The door opened halfway, and a thief's head was penetrated from outside. He carefully flashed in. Then Mei came to the door, rubbed her hands and walked to Han Yizhen, frowned and muttered to herself, "It seems a bit unkind to leave just like this. It's not my personality to have a advantage. I can't touch it for a few more times before leaving."

While saying that, Fang Zheng reached out his hand and gently touched Han Yizhen's tall and straight breasts twice.

"Oh, it's so soft! Not bad, touch it for a few more times

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Fang Zheng had a lewd smile on his face. While Han Yizhen was sleeping, he was trying to get up and down at her. He was very busy. He didn't know that Han Yizhen's pretty face had turned red and his breathing became irregular...

"Oh, it's time to leave. If I don't leave, I have to deal with you on the spot. I'm still too kind! Well, let's go again, just be so sweet."

Closed his eyes, Fang Zheng pouted and leaned over Fu Yizhen's cherry lips, and gently kissed him slowly.

Her lips are so soft and sweet. Such a top-notch woman shouldn't have refused her father's proposal. My upright personality once again hurts her,

Feeling Han Yizhen's rapid breathing, Fang Zheng opened his eyes strangely. He was startled when he saw that Han Yizhen had opened his eyes at some point. His agile eyes were staring at him for a moment. There was a look of shame and annoyance in his eyes." Fang Zheng screamed in shock, his body quickly retreated, and then he staggered to the ground. He pointed at Han Yizhen and said stutteringly: "You, I, I was just now "Cough cough. Take drugs for you, yes! Take drugs! You are poisoned, it's very serious, but now it's okay. You should recuperate well, I'm going to fight, I'm here to say goodbye to you,"

"Swoosh"

Fang Zheng's body turned into a ray of black smoke and disappeared quickly.

Han Yizhen stared at the closed door with a pretty face flushed, biting her lower lip hatefully, and was both ashamed and angry. She whispered to herself: "Shameless and despicable disciple! Flower-picking thief! Rogue!"

After being angry for a long time, she suddenly chuckled softly again, her eyes were filled with spring: "So" frivolous, Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng, when Dad proposes marriage to you next time, why would you refuse? But your wife in your family has to give you some clever explanations,"

Leaving several subordinates to guard the inn to protect Han Yizhen's safety, Fang Zheng took the remaining subordinates on the road, and left Xuji Town and rushed west quickly.

Fang Zheng rode on the horse, feeling the chilling morning breeze blowing across his cheeks. Every once in a while, he sighed with great sorrow.

Several subordinates followed him on horseback and looked at him inexplicably.

What's wrong with Lord Fang? He was fine just now. Since he knocked out the girl's door, he had been frowning. Thinking of his embarrassing look as if he was rushing out of the door in panic, his subordinates finally had some clarity.

Yangzhou city.

A cruel and bloody battle to defend the city is underway.

The battle between the two sides was extremely fierce. At this moment of life and death, both sides had their eyes red and fought desperately like wild animals.

The city walls were constantly climbing up on the ladders. They were constantly being fought back by the soldiers guarding the city. The weapon was broken, and they kicked with their fists, kicked with their legs, hit them with their heads, and bite them with their teeth. Both sides used all possible methods, as long as they could cause damage to the enemy.

On the horse road at the top of the city, among the arrows, under the walls of the city walls, and on the moat, there were corpses piled up. Some were chaotic soldiers and some were guarding the city soldiers. Blood was mottled and every inch of land was covered with inches of land. The breeze blew, and the bloody smell spread everywhere, making people feel sick. The city walls are as miserable and cruel as hell on earth.

It was almost dawn. The King of Thailand stood in front of the Central Army tent five miles away from the city, closed his eyes expressionlessly, his handsome face twitched inadvertently, and the morning breeze blew past his silver armor, mixed with a strong smell of blood, as if it was dyeing the culprit who caused the military disaster a little bloody and violent.

This wave of siege was repelled again, and none of the soldiers involved in the siege came back alive, and thousands of lives were taken back by God in an instant.

Feng Qiudao, you are indeed a famous general. I really underestimate you, but how many soldiers do you have to die?

Opening his eyes, the King of Thailand still looked solemn. He pointed at the top of Yangzhou city whip and said lightly: "Go! Send three thousand soldiers and attack me again. The reinforcements from the court are coming. You must take Yangzhou before sunrise!"

Upon hearing this, a general next to him flashed a hint of determination, and he bowed and then left with a high voice.

Three thousand soldiers wearing black armor rushed towards the city, like a black tide, hitting the crumbling city walls of Yangzhou.

"Beat the drum! Cheer for the soldiers who are siege!"

The low and shocking drum sound of "dongdongdongdongdongdong" echoed in the quiet morning in the nine-night light.

Among the battlements of the west city wall, Feng Qiudao pressed his sword with his left hand. Taking advantage of the difficult short quit, he arranged the manpower to defend the city, replenish the city's guarding equipment, repair the fortifications, and wait for the next wave that will arrive at any time.

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Feng Qiudao's expression was very calm. His left arm was injured. It was made by a chaotic soldier who climbed up the city wall. He cut off a large piece of flesh from his left arm with one knife. Of course, the chaotic soldier also died under his sword. He was stabbed to the heart.

As he patrolled the city wall back and forth, Feng Qiudao looked at the wounded soldier who was lying under the bush of arrows and groaning and wailing. His tough face twitched a few times without notice.

This is war. There is no mercy, no sympathy. Since you have picked up your weapon, you must be ready to die in battle at any time, including himself.

When he walked to a wounded soldier, the wounded soldier was already in a coma. His left thigh had been broken by the enemy's army, and blood was flowing all over the ground. Due to the lack of bleeding-stop medicine, the young wounded soldier had reached the end of his life. In the coma, his blood-stained body was still twitching from time to time, and his life was losing all over with his blood.

The doctor who followed the army stood up, looked at Feng Qiudao, and sighed bitterly.

Feng Qiudao's dry lips trembled for a moment, then he pursed it tightly, slowly pulled out his sword, and gently pressed it against the wounded soldier's heart. Looking at this young face, his heart was as painful as being stabbed by a needle.

"The court will support your parents, wife, children, brothers, and go all the way!"

Feng Qiudao said this in his ear, and the young wounded soldier stopped twitching, and a relieved smile appeared on his face. On this blood-filled battlefield, it bloomed like a mandala flower.

The sword quickly pierced into the wounded soldier's heart and pulled it out quickly, and his movements were neat and straightforward. As blood burst out, the young wounded soldier ended his short life without any pain. His faint smile still stayed on his lost face.

Gripping teeth, Feng Qiudao's eyes were red, holding back the tears that were about to burst out from his eyes, slowly scanning the soldiers around him with numb expressions, and said in a deep voice: "If I am like this brother in the next battle, I will lose my hope of life. I hope you will also do the same as I did just now. What is a robe? Not only are comrades fighting together, but when the brothers around you are no longer as good as death, you must also learn to raise the sword in your hands and give him a pleasure! This is compassion, great compassion on the battlefield!"
To be continued...