How could Yuan Zongdi not know the intention of breaking the king?

Sun Chuanting was not easy to get along with, and even the King of Breaking was almost lost to Sun Chuanting and Hong Chengchou. Only eighteen people escaped, and it was almost impossible to recover.

Now that Sun Chuanting is coming again, how can the King of Chuang not pay attention to it? Sun Chuanting has tens of thousands of troops, and the King of Chuang personally led an army of 200,000 to meet the enemy, which shows that.

If the fierce enemy in Xiangcheng is helping him again when he is facing Sun Chuanting, the consequences will be unpredictable. As the core figure of Li Chuang, he deeply knows Li Chuang's fear of the enemy in Xiangcheng.

Therefore, he had to hold back the enemy troops in Xiangcheng and must not let the enemy troops in Xiangcheng touch Jiaxian.

Yuan Zongdi was not a foolish person. After receiving the order from Li Chuang, he changed his mind and had a plan. He drove 70,000 cannon fodders from the west of the city to the south of the city, and then clamored for his troops to enter and exit. However, under the cover of these actions, he quietly led his confidant to a "elite" army composed of a thousand old camps and nine thousand bandits, and ambushed at the necessary place to lead Xiangcheng to Jia County.

Then he pressed his anxious heart and waited secretly.

He knew very well that once Jiaxian decided to win, he would respond accordingly. If Jiaxian wins, he would prepare for the impending defeat of Xiangcheng. If Jiaxian loses, he would prepare for the escape.

Yuan Zongdi walked back and forth, suppressing his anxiety, but he couldn't help but feel violent in his heart, so he asked someone to drag a few women to abuse them to relieve the pressure.

At about noon, a thief rushed over and pushed open the door. The door screamed in a sarcastic scream.

The thief was ignored and said to Yuan Zongdi, who was abused by the woman: "There is a thief from the gatekeeper family, there is a Ming thief in the south!"

Yuan Zong was stunned for the first time, and he squeezed the woman's neck with force, twisting the woman's neck. He stood up and pulled up a robe to put it on his body: "Is it a Ming thief in Xiangcheng?!"

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be."

The thief said.

Yuan Zongdi said again: "How many people are there?"

"No...I don't know very well." The thief lowered his head.

Yuan Zongdi nodded, walked away with a big stroll, walked to the thief's head, pulled out the thief's head's waist, and stabbed the thief's head hard.

"I don't know? What's the point of asking you?"

He raised his feet and kicked him away, Yuan Zongdi shouted loudly: "Come here, prepare a horse for me!"

When Yuan Zongdi hurried to the top of the city, there was already chaos outside the city.

Seventy or eighty thousand refugees were running through the porpoise, and the wailing sounds shook the sky and the earth. And behind those refugees, an army lined up like tofu blocks, was slowly advancing!

"Li Ergou, what's going on!"

Yuan Zong first caught a thief around him in front of him: "The old capitalist told you to be optimistic about refugees, that's how you think?!"

Li Ergou was tall and bearded, but he was trembling in front of Yuan Zongdi, who seemed to be delicate.

Yuan Zongdi slapped him over with a resentful slap, but he didn't know what he was in his heart?

Since he led his troops here, although he had never started a big battle with the Ming bandits in Xiangcheng, the small-scale battle continued for a day.

Especially in the first few days, the thief generals under his command were like him. Although they were afraid of the Ming army in Xiangcheng, they had never fought with real swords and guns, and they were still lucky.

But the facts slapped them.

Whether it was the battle between scout Ye Bushou or the small-scale battle between dozens and hundreds of people, they were defeated and even strangled by others.

So I was afraid of being beaten and didn't dare to fight again, so I hid in the city.

He had previously driven the refugees to the south of the city to set up a barrier. It was used as a barrier, so people could watch it. If the enemy troops in Xiangcheng arrived, it would be easier to organize resistance and consume the enemy's guns and arrows of Xiangcheng.

But unexpectedly, the thief under his command was scared by the enemy in Xiangcheng. When he saw the enemy, the first thing he thought was not to resist, but to run away - he left tens of thousands of people and came from the city.

Standing at the top of the city, Yuan Zong could see clearly at first sight. The number of enemies coming from this Xiangcheng was not large, only two or three thousand people. If they could organize it well, they could stop them by just the 70,000 to 80,000 refugees outside the city.

But what about now?

Seventy or eighty thousand refugees, more than twenty times the number, collapsed like two or three thousand people driving sheep.

No matter how capable Yuan Zongdi is, he is now helpless. Even if he sends a soldier out now, it will be useless and will be defeated by the chaotic refugees.

"Prevent the city gates and never open them!" Yuan Zongdi shouted: "Let the men prepare and set up the cannons for the veterans. If you dare to come over, you will keep your life!"

Under the city, countless refugees had gathered at the city gate. They rushed to the city gate frantically and shouted to let the "rebels" open the door.

But the eyes that were cast on the top of the city were all cold.

Among the chaotic troops outside the city, Zheng Jiu abandoned his horse and did not ride, but carried a long spear and was arranged in the pike formation. Following the drum beats advancing like a wall, rows of long spears advanced and retreated, and countless corpses fell at their feet.

Apart from the drum beats, there is only heavy breathing sound.

The horse army with 250 people on both wings was protected, slashing the thieves who were rushing to avoid them from rushing into the military formation from the flanks. In the formation, the ten tiger squat cannons driving on the carriage were carried by the military formation, and the 500 artillery soldiers with muskets were surrounding the tiger squat cannons. Around the artillery, there were five hundred archers.

The artillery did not fire, and the bandits' companions had collapsed, so there was no need to waste resources. What's more, the cannon and muskets were lit up, and the sight was blocked when they opened fire.

Only the archers, who are sparse, occasionally shoot an arrow while keeping their arms from being sore and soft.

The main force in killing is the spearmen in front.

Zheng Wuyi shot one person to death, and he was silent and just killed him. His face turned red and his qi and blood were stimulating in his chest. He was already looking forward to how much military merit feedback would be after this victory!

Not only him, but every soldier thought in his heart.

Killing! Making meritorious service! Feedback on military merits!

They are taking heavy and hard steps, neither fast nor slow, neither anxious nor impatient, but just killing. And the more they kill, the smoother they kill, the more neat they kill!

Every soldier transforms in the midst of killing!

"Master!"

There is a camp beside him reminded: "It's already one and a half miles!"

Zheng Jiu woke up from the excitement of killing. He looked up and saw the thief in the forest at the Yuzhou city in the distance.

"A mile and a half?"

"Yes, sir! It's not that the thief fired a cannon, or it's time to stop!"

Zheng Jiu nodded and shook his head again: "Frying a cannon? Haha... Are the soldiers afraid?!"

No one answered.

Zheng Jiu laughed wildly: "The thief doesn't fire the cannon, grandpa comes to fire the cannon! Go half a mile!"

The military formation did not stop, and the momentum of silence of killing became more and more prosperous!

On the top of the city, I wonder how many bandits were shocked - is this a team of killing machines?!

Finally, I heard the sound of cannons. However, the thieves on the front of the city could not hold on to the pressure. Someone fired randomly. So before Yuan Zongdi roared, more than ten different cannons on the front of the city were shot out in the first round, but they didn't even attack a soldier from Zheng Jiu's troops.
Chapter completed!