Standing at the head of Boyang City, looking at the Anqing border troops gathered with shame from all sides, looking at the flying flags, Han Jiang's eyes turned dark. He finally understood why Barutu wanted to transfer him back and asked him to return to Boyang City to repair it. It turned out that they sold themselves to Yun Zhao. Is it their money to buy the road?

But he couldn't understand that compared to Barutu, Wu Liqi, he was just a little loach, and the two of them were big crocodiles. What's the reason for them to give up the two big crocodiles and come specifically to deal with him, this little crocodiles? Why? He held his head and felt a burst of heartache.

In Boyang City, although the soldiers were fully armed and covered with the city, the unconcealed panic on their faces revealed their true thoughts.

"General Han, there are more than 100,000 feather arrows and some guns and equipment in the arsenal in the city. I have ordered the soldiers to move them to the city." Puwang walked to him and whispered: "But the morale of the soldiers is really low to the extreme. The news of the cavalry abandoning us and running away has spread."

"More than 100,000 feather arrows?" Han Jiang seemed to cry and laugh, "Barutu, you ***, this bastard, you sold us, and you still thought that we were fighting with Yun Zhao here to fight you to the death. He actually left so many feather arrows for me, but can Bo Yangcheng be guarded by feather arrows?" He suddenly opened his arms wildly, raised his head to the sky, and howled loudly.

"General, General!" Puwang hugged Han Jiang, "General, the soldiers are watching you. You can't panic. You told me, be calm at this time!"

Han Jiang shook Puwang's hand and said, "Calm down! Puwang, look, just by the thin city of Boyang City, if the bastard Barutu tells me the truth, give me some time, I can still manage the city and establish a complete defense system. Now, what can we do? Puwang, look, what is that?" Han Jiang pointed to the troops moving slowly towards this side in the distance.

"General, that's a thunderbolt cannon!" Puwang whispered.

"Yes, as long as there are several thunderbolt cannons, aim at a place and connect for a while, and with a rumbling sound, the city wall collapses. The Anqing border army will rush in, Puwang, do you think our short-distance docking match is their opponent?" Han Jiang asked.

Puwang lowered his head, "No!"

"No, yes, we are not opponents, even an army of similar numbers. But now, they still have several times more troops than ours." Han Jiang leaned weakly on the city wall. "Why?"

"General, what? Things have come to this point. What else can I do besides fighting to the death with them?" Puwang sighed.

"Puwang, are you afraid of death?" Han Jiang suddenly smiled.

"I, I'm not afraid!" Puwang said hesitantly for a while. "I just miss my family a little, and they haven't come over the desert."

He patted Puwang on the shoulder, "Pwang, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. Let me tell you, I am afraid, I miss my family, I have a beautiful and virtuous wife, and a son who is babbling and speaking. I miss them very much." He pointed to the soldiers on the top of the city, "Although they are still standing straight, they are also afraid. At this time, I am afraid that what they are thinking about is their family."

Han Jiang suddenly drew his sword and slashed hard on the city wall, saying resentfully: "We are soldiers. We can die on the battlefield, but it makes sense to die. I never thought that we would die like this, and would be betrayed by our trusted comrades and die so cowardly. Even if we die, we don't know why they did this? Why?" He roared.

Under the city, a team of cavalry rushed towards him and stopped about a distance from the city wall. The group pointed at the top of the city. The black horse was so swaying that although the flag was not raised, everyone knew that it was Yun Zhao.

"Yun Zhao actually came in person!" Puwang said desperately. Yun Zhao was a legend whether it was on the Yue people or the Meng people. He was almost a symbol of invincibility.

"I'm tired, I'm going to have a sleep!" Han Jiang's body shaking, and suddenly turned around and walked down the city.

"General!" Puwang looked at Han Jiang in shock. General had slept all night and had just woken up! But looking at Han Jiang's back, he opened his mouth but said nothing.

"Don't worry, the other party won't attack the city for a while!" Han Jiang put his back on his back, raised his hand, and shook it at Puwang.

Li Fugui and Wang Qiang surrounded Yun Zhao from the left and right, and looked at Boyang City from a distance. Two elite soldiers and generals from the two units were more than 40,000. Facing a low and thin city wall and completely unethical, both of them felt that they were not energetic.

"This battle is really boring!" Li Fugui sighed and said in a grave voice: "General, if we keep Barutu and the others and fight hard, this thing!" He nodded and signaled to the head of Boyang City in the distance, "I guess we will take it down with just one charge."

Wang Qiang smiled without saying a word, but his expressions meant that he obviously agreed with Li Fugui's intention.

Yun Zhao smiled, "I am different from you. If I could annihilate the enemy so easily, I would rather fight such a war in Huihui. This battle is indeed nothing to do, but our soldiers can have fewer casualties. Isn't that better?"

"That's right!" Li Fugui nodded, "General, I have dealt with Han Jiang. What are we going to do next? I'll be stationed in Luzhou. There's nothing wrong here. General, you'd better transfer me back to Yizhou. Next, there will definitely be a big battle there. If the general cannot participate, then his heart will be really itchy."

"The general wants to go back too!" Wang Qiang said to the side.

"Is there nothing to do?" Yun Zhao smiled slightly, "You are wrong. Next, you have a lot of things!" He pointed to the south, "There is too big and vast country north of the Cangjiang River, waiting for you. How can you be idle?"

"Then?" Wang Qiang said in surprise: "Cheng Qun's four guards are chasing Aslan now. Isn't it good for us to insert it at this time?"

Yun Zhao laughed, "You wait. Cheng Qun won't chase him for a long time. He will definitely lead his troops back south. After all, this north will be handed over to us. You bet with you that it won't take long. Cheng Qun will come to ask me to discuss the plan. If he wants to go back to the south, this north will have to hand it over to me. So, you stay here honestly and wait for my order. The sixteen northern states, except for the few that the Mongolians can control now, the rest will become the actual control range of our Anqing border army."

"Then the relationship is good!" Li Fugui slapped his thigh suddenly, "General, we will be well developed in such a large area."

Yun Zhao smiled and said nothing.

"General, when will Bo Yang fight?" Wang Qiang asked.

"Around him for one or two days!" Yun Zhao said: "Around him without hitting him, the fear in their hearts will deepen little by little. Now we are not in a hurry. Every day, the fear will deepen in their hearts. After two or three days, take action! Bo Yang is no longer a problem."

"Yes, General, I will prepare for the siege first and let them see our power!" Wang Qiang smiled, "I wonder how they felt when they saw so many thunderbolt cannons aimed at them!"

"Of course I was so scared that I was peeing my pants!" Li Fugui said with a funny look.

The three of them laughed and returned the horse.

In Boyang City, Han Jiang really fell asleep, but this time, he fell asleep in a drowsy manner. In his dream, his son and wife disappeared, with only bloody corpses, and a battlefield like Shura hell.

In the evening, he woke up but did not get up. He sat cross-legged on the bed, silently not knowing what to think, until Puwang came over again and pushed open the door.

"General, they set up dozens of meters of thunderbolt cannons outside the city, and countless crossbows!" Puwang's voice was still a little trembling.

"How are the soldiers' reactions?" Han Jiang asked.

"No, many soldiers were crying! Some sentries already showed signs of instability. If the general had not been strict in the military, he would have collapsed long ago!" Puwang said. "General, what should I do?"

Han Jiang stepped out of the bed, silently put on his armor, and ordered his personal soldiers to send hot water, carefully shaved his face, then put on his helmet, hung his waist knife, "Go!" he said to Puwang.

"General, where are you going?" Puwang looked at Han Jiang and suddenly realized something, "General, are you going to go out of the city to fight? This is a way to die!"

Han Jiang smiled, "I'm not going out of the city to fight, I'm going out of the city to surrender!"

Puwang suddenly stopped and looked at Han Jiang, almost unable to believe his ears.

"What are you doing when you leave the city?" he asked in surprise.

"Get out of the city and surrender!" Han Jiang said calmly. "Puwang, there is no need to be surprised. I figured it out. Yun Zhao wanted me. So, if I go out of the city and surrender, he could only kill me at most, or you Mongol generals, but the other soldiers in the city could survive."

"General!" Puwang said excitedly: "We still have more than 10,000 soldiers, and we can still fight to the death."

"It's meaningless!" Han Jiang shook his head and said, "Bo Yang is so big. The thunder cannon can hit from one end to the other. Our morale has collapsed. We fight to the death, and we are all left to die. Since we are all going to die, why don't I let them survive? In this way, at least in the underworld, there are still people who miss me, right?"

"General!" Puwang's tears flowed down.

"Don't be afraid!" Han Jiang laughed and said, "Although you are a smuggler, you may not die. Didn't you see Yun Zhao even put Balutu on? Stand up your chest and tell all the officers to gather and follow me out of the city."

Inside the tent, Yun Zhao was flipping through the military information notice from Yizhou. Wang Qiang suddenly rushed into the tent, "General Yun!" He said breathlessly. "Han Jiang is out of the city!"

"Oh!" Yun Zhao raised his head.

"He surrendered!" Wang Qiang continued.

Yun Zhao was slightly stunned and nodded for a while, "Okay, I am worthy of being Han Zhong's adopted son."

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