Chapter 569: Breaking Army Ridge

Qi Guo was conquered on the other side, and on the other side, the smashed army ridge was filled with smoke and battlefields.
It is true that the broken army ridge is a century-old mansion. It used to resist the nuisances of the Qin army for many years, but now it has become more and more Xiao Xiaozheng launched more than one hundred sieges in a month and a half. With both food and countless soldiers, Xiao Fengyi's attack was quickly and easily defeated. The stalemate in the war, Xiao Fengxian's 100,000 troops were struggling outside the border, while Gu Qinghong was confined in the strong position, calm and calm.
How to do? Xiao Fengyi locked his sword eyebrows against the broken army ridge for a few days. But still can't think of any useful method.
Several generals were convened several times to discuss, but no practical and useful method was discussed. The rations are almost finished, the autumn harvest is still another month, the Qin Dynasty is cold, and it began to snow in September. How can they survive the cold winter without forages and winter clothes?
In the face of the frowning generals, Xiao Fengyi's heart was filled with an indescribable irritability.
"Don't you let 100,000 soldiers die here?" Xiao Fengxi said angrily.
Seeing Emperor Long Yan's anger, the generals kneeled down quickly and bowed their heads in return.
Xiao Fengxi was so irritable that he waved his hand and swept everything down. Ran out of the royal account.
"Prepare the horse!" Xiao Feng exclaimed. Soon there were soldiers coming to the royal horse. Xiao Fengji rolled his horse and whipped away. There is a vast grassland in front of me, and the wind of hunting blows across my cheeks, but even the fierce wind can't let the anger in my heart go.
For Xiao Fengqing, she was so determined!
Nie Wushuang! Nie Wushuang! The name roared in my heart, but in the wind, I didn't know whether it was more painful or hate more.
The sky was getting darker, the stars on the sky were on, and Xiao Fengxi finally stopped wantonly, and the vast grassland, like the sea under the night, was endless. The writhing anger in his heart gradually subsided.
The battle was not smooth, and he had encountered many things, but this time what exactly blinded his eyes and couldn't see the key to breaking the front. There was a nightbird in the sky moaning and flying overhead.
He stared at it suddenly, his eyes suddenly flashing, and his heart suddenly opened up ...
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At the end of August of the 4th year of Wu De, many kites suddenly flew on the broken army ridge that was connected to Qin Di. When the soldiers in the garrison in the mountain did not know why, the kites suddenly broke the line and fell in the pass. While they were guessing the weirdness of these kites, the army under the gate suddenly ignited the fire bar tied to the bow and arrow, and the crossbow opened, and the locust-like rockets shot into the middle. In a flash, the rocket fell at the city gate that broke through the army ridge. in.
Somehow, the fire spread quickly in Guanzhong.
Gu Qinghongwen newspaper rushed out to see, there were kites picked up by soldiers. As soon as Gu Qinghong heard this, his face suddenly changed: "This is hot oil!"
Qindi is rich in kerosene, which is so black that it flows out of the cracks and is inexhaustible. And the more water used to extinguish, the greater the fire.
He murmured in his heart, raising an ominous foreboding. Could it be said that this time he really couldn't keep the army ridge?
He hadn't figured out yet that the killing sound was rising under the city gate, and the shouting and killing sound of Zhentian made his heart tremble.
Gu Qinghong ran out of the generals and saw Xiao Fengyi wearing a golden armor and personally commanding the army to attack the city!
Up and down the city gate, in the sea of ​​swords and mountains, Gu Qinghong's eyes met Xiao Fengyun's calm and abnormal eyes, and he couldn't help but look deep. This is the determination of the emperor to win. This is Xiao Fengtao's final determination: to break through the heroic barrier, and drive straight into the attack. country!
On that day, the most violent offensive was launched on the broken army ridge. The fire was soaring, pungent and tearful. The guard soldiers who had not prepared at all lost most of their fighting power. Xiao Fengyi ’s army climbed like a locust The high walls, on the walls, launched hand-to-hand combat.
On this day, the sun on the horizon seems to be covered with blood ...
On this day, persisting for more than a month and a half, Bao Junling lost ground, and Gu Qinghong led the remnants to retreat thirty miles.
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Lead to Fengtai.
The battle report in Nie Wu's hands quietly fell to the ground. The plain white palms were empty, the moonlight was hanging in the sky, the moonlight was pouring down, and this quiet palace was sprinkled.
Xia Lan stepped forward quietly and put a thin cloak on her.
"Mother, rest early," she advised.
In the moonlight, Nie Wushuang looked like Xia Lan, with long hair like a waterfall. Five years have passed, and the petite girl-in-law of that year is almost two decades away. She is not mental, and joy is simple. Even if you work hard, you never complain. She treats her like a sister, and she repays her loyalty, and—really does not give up.
"Mother-in-law? Why look at slaves?" Xia Lan was so anxious that she looked at her, and asked quickly.
Nie Wushuang picked up the battle report and tucked it in his sleeve, and then said, "Xia Lan, how old are you this year?"
"If you return to Niangniang, slaves will be twenty this year." Xia Lan replied.
Nie Wushuang was silent for a long time before he said, "This palace lets you leave the palace. How about finding a good person?"
Xia Lan was so shocked that she knelt down and said, "Mother-in-law, is there something wrong with the slave ... mother-in-law ..."
She also said that Nie Wushuang had interrupted her: "Neither ..."
She looked at the full moon in the night, and said lightly, "All the feasts in the world, you go, go out of this palace, hide incognito, marry children, happily, have children ..."
"Madam! ..." Xia Lan couldn't help crying, holding Nie Wushuang's legs, and cried, "Why do the mother have to drive the slave away? Are there any bad things to happen? Madam ..."
Ask for monthly pass
Tortured me, oh ...
I really feel like the end, oh ...
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