Chapter 278 The Plan to Break the Enemy

Perhaps, as Xiao Duoli said, He Wantong is a little indecisive in nature, and the desperate attack is just to save the lives of him and Dapengyi.

When Yang Yanzhao pushed Xiao Duli to the head of the city with a steel knife around his neck, the other party actually blew the trumpet to recruit troops. He did not attack and camped ten miles outside the city.

Xiao Dali, who made people look like dead ashes, Yang Yanzhao breathed a sigh of relief and listened to Ke Shouli talking excitedly about the achievements of the previous battle.

"Your Excellency, we killed a total of 2,000 Khitan dogs just now. They are all the cavalry of the Liao Dynasty, and they are the most elite soldiers..."

Ke Shouli had to go on, but was interrupted by Yang Yanzhao's hand, "Captain Ke, how many brothers have we suffered?"

Hearing the words, Ke Shouli's face faded, "Your Excellency, we have injured seven or eight hundred brothers, and more than a hundred people have died, most of whom are soldiers in Yunzhou City."

Nearly a thousand troops were lost at once. Hearing this sentence, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help sinking a little. He didn't know how Yingzhou fought with Shuozhou. If it can't be solved for a long time, it means that there are no soldiers to help Yunzhou.

He took a deep breath with a little boredom. Yang Yanzhao asked Ke Shouli to comfort the relatives of the deceased, and found all the Langzhong in the city to treat the wounded.

Rubbing his ached forehead, Yang Yanzhao called Dian Xu again and ordered him to send a team of troops to maintain stability in the city. If there is something to do with the enemy or spread rumors, he will be killed without mercy.

After these orders, Yang Yanzhao walked on the head of the city. Before long, he saw countless people in linen robes carrying bricks and stones and repairing the walls damaged by the Khitan people.

Seeing Yang Yanzhao, Wu Bin, who was busy, got up to salute. The people around him quickly abandoned their work and looked at him with awe on their faces.

"Yang Jing is here to thank all the villagers for their old age."

Seeing this scene, how could Yang Yanzhao not understand that he bowed to these people who spontaneously came to help repair the wall and thanked them sincerely.

In addition to the joy of the previous Dasheng Khitan people and the people of Yunzhou City, they naturally wanted to inquire about the young general He Xuren, and Wu Bin and others could not hide this kind of thing, so they had already exaggerated Yang Yanzhao's glorious deeds.

It turned out that the young general who could win the Khitans was the champion. No wonder he was so heroic. Now the noble champion prince bowed and thanked them. How dare the people to accept it? They retreated to one after another in panic, and even began to lean down and salute Yang Yanzhao.

"Adults can't do it. How can we wait for the people to be adults?"

He came forward to hold a few white-haired old men who were going to bend down to salute. Yang Yanzhao said with a smile, "Old man, you are the one who killed Yang Jing. Yunzhou City is now the enemy. You come on a blind date to help me defend the city, so it's convenient for Yang Jing to worship."

Although the words were a little pretentious, the people who heard it all looked excited, and many white-haired people cried bitterly.

After being reduced to Hu Chen for 40 years, I didn't expect to see the arrival of the royal master of the court in my lifetime!

This is enough to show that the Song Dynasty did not forget them and abandon them. How can they not make people cry?

In this regard, Yang Yanzhao's heart is also greatly touched. The leaves fall back to the root, and the wanderers are homesick. This complex will not fade away even for thousands of years. The longer it takes, the more intense and mellow it will be.

After waiting for everyone to cry for a while, Yang Yanzhao coughed a few times and continued to say, "Gentlemen, the officials have always remembered you in the land of clouds. Therefore, the 300,000 troops of the imperial court went north this time to beat the Khitan people back to their hometown. Now Yang Jing is lucky to get Yunzhou City, and the army of the imperial court is coming, and I hope you can guard Yunzhou City with the boy and our home, okay?"

After saying this, the crowd immediately boiled. From the old man in his 70s to his ten years old, he nodded and said that he was enthusiastically doing what he could for Yang Yanzhao.

For a while, the scene was extremely lively. The light and strong people moved bricks to build the wall, the women and children picked up water and food, and the white-haired old man said everywhere about the good news that the court sent troops to recover Yunzhou.

It seems that everyone has seen the sight of returning home.

However, Yang Yanzhao's mood was not relaxed at all. Seeing these sincere and simple people, he was very moved. Because of this, the burden on his shoulders became heavier and heavier.

He brought hope and let these people living under the bullying of the Khitans see that their long-cherished wishes for many years could be realized, but Yang Yanzhao knew that if their haunting hopes come true, there would be a lot of things to do.

For example, how should tens of thousands of troops outside the city retreat now?

Can the Northern Expeditionary Army defeat the Liao Dynasty?

If it is really like history, if it is defeated and returned, then everything is just empty joy.

Walking on the street, Yang Yanzhao only felt very upset. In the end, he could only sigh and whisper, "It's still serious to repel tens of thousands of Khitan people outside the city. Let's take other things step by step."

After all, there are too many times in the world when manpower can't do it.

In the previous battle, he killed 1,000 enemies and lost 800, leaving more than 3,000 people. Now He Wantong is afraid of him because of the lives of Xiao Dulli and Dapengyi, and dares not attack the city easily. However, if Liao ignores the life and death of these two people, Yunzhou City will definitely face an extremely difficult battle of life and death.

Although he has the cultivation of imperial spirit, and the poisonous scorpion is also a good person, in the face of thousands of troops and horses, personal bravery is nothing, not to mention that at a critical juncture, Yang Yanzhao does not intend to expose his cultivation.

It is very difficult to defend Yunzhou City.

A team of soldiers passed by, and when they passed by Yang Yanzhao, they all stopped to salute, and their eyes were satisfied. The latter also smiled and nod and said words of hard work. Even simple polite greetings were enough to make these young soldiers excited for a while.

From time to time, the sound of laughter came from my ears. It was the wanderer who had been away from home for many years talking about his longing after returning to his hometown in the future. His hair was white. Finally, when he waited for this day, how could he not laugh to his heart's content?

Looking at these, Yang Yanzhao's chest became more and more blocked, so he wanted to turn around to find Xiao Muchun and let him sneak out of the siege of the Khitans and find Pan Mei's troops to help.

Just as he walked back, he happened to see the shopkeeper of a store hanging several large Kongming lanterns at the door. Seeing this, Yang Yanzhao was suddenly stunned.

"The prince, the prince..."

Hearing this call, Yang Yanzhao came to his senses and found that Xiao Muchun didn't know when he was in front of him. "Sir, Xiao Duoli and Dapengyi have been arranged by their subordinates. Several brothers were interrogating, thinking that they could take out something useful from their mouths."

Xiao Muchun said excitedly. When did he catch the generals and jiedushi of the Khitan people in the camp that he had been wandering for many years? Therefore, I can't wait to order it. Let the next team of people use all the methods they can use, and they must pry out some military information.

However, Yang Yanzhao didn't seem to care about what he said. He strode forward, walked to the lantern shop on the street, and carefully stared at the festive Kongming lantern.

Perhaps when he heard the sound, the shopkeeper came out and saw that it was Yang Yanzhao. He was so shocked that he saluted, "Chaomin has seen you."

He waved his hand to let the other party get up. Yang Yanzhao fiddled with the Kongming lantern in his hand, "Shopkeeper, are these lights made in the store?"

"Lord Hui, it was done by Caomin and a few guys. The adult defeated the Khitan people, and the imperial army was about to come. Yunzhou City was bound to win a great victory. The grass people were so happy that they made these lights."

Nodding his head, Yang Yanzhao continued to ask, "The shopkeeper, if oil paper is pasted on the four walls of this lamp and separated from the upper inch, it would be troublesome to put candle wax and so on?"

"There's no trouble here. The grass people will copy it immediately."

Although he didn't understand what the young adult wanted to do, the shopkeeper still called the clerk to sew oil paper around the Kongming lamp, separated the lamp up and down, lit the wick on it, and carefully handed it to Yang Yanzhao's hand.

"Brother Xiao, find me some lamp oil and a bow and arrow."

Xiao Muchun responded and left. After a while, he handed the thing to Yang Yanzhao's hand. The latter poured the fire oil into the lower part of the Kongming lamp, and then released the lamp out.

When the autumn wind blows, the Kongming lamp swayed northward with the wind, and the firelight in the lamp was a little weak and invisible in the daytime.

Seeing that the Kongming lamp was in mid-air, Yang Yanzhao soaked the arrow in the fire oil, lit the fire, bent the bow and put the arrow. The arrow came out of the string and inserted it into the Kongming lamp.

Suddenly, the lamp burned in mid-air. After a moment, it fell stabilly, and the fire rain sprinkled down, and a pool of flames rushed out on the green brick floor of the street.

"This is..."

At this time, Xiao Muchun couldn't see the clear way. He was so surprised that he couldn't speak. He could only point to the faintly burning flame and dance.

"Brother Xiao, find out all the people who are good at shooting."

After Xiao Muchun took the order and left immediately, Yang Yanzhao called Ke Shouli and asked him to immediately gather all the fire and oil in the city and set out the larger Kongming lanterns as possible.

After finishing this, Yang Yanzhao was relieved. Fortunately, this is the north wind, which is also a blessing for him. Otherwise, even if there is such a plan to retreat from the enemy, there is no way to do it.

Until night began, the Khitan people outside the city did not attack the city again. Maybe He Wantong was waiting for the new order of the Liao Dynasty, but this gave Yang Yanzhao more time to prepare.

At the time of Zi, the evening wind was much sharper, and the cold was so cold that people had to rub their hands and stamp their feet. They thought to himself, how cold the northern land should be in the harsh winter soon.

The city was full of countless Kongming lanterns. Under Yang Yanzhao's order, the people of Yunzhou City tied up Kongming lanterns. Without wood, they went to cut down trees, and even dismantled the tables and chairs at home. Without fire oil, the lamp oil and even animal oil were boiled. Take it out.

Everyone is working hard for Yunzhou City.

He was extremely moved. Yang Yanzhao looked at more than 300 soldiers beside him. Most of them were from the front of Wu Bin Hall, holding bows and arrows in their hands, waiting for orders.

Under the gate, there are hundreds of black armored iron riders. Dian Xu looked at the dark starless sky, his eyes flashed, and a bloodthirsty smile cracked at the corners of his mouth. "It really makes sense to kill people at night."

By his side, Xiao Muchun did not make a sound, but nodded, looked up at the city, and quietly waiting for the Kongming lamp that made his blood boil rise.