Chapter 159 No soldiers, no generals to defend the lonely city

The people surrounded An Bochen and cheered hard. The waves were higher than the waves.

At this moment, the crowd was pushed away, and a group of princes in brocade and jade hats came forward.

The princes and nobles were imprisoned. Although the sons of the family were saved from disaster, they only avoided being imprisoned. Everyone knows that they will be in trouble after the army enters the city.

Seeing that the people cheered for An Bochen one after another, the first prince showed jealousy and sneered disdainfully, "Sure enough, it's a fool. The soldiers are actually counting on a servant under the city."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was overwhelmed by the abuse of the people.

Although the people usually hate these trouble-in-trooperated young men, who dares to touch the mold? Today, unlike in the past, thousands of troops and horses are under pressure. When disaster comes, who cares which prince you are? Which senior official you are, no matter how big the official is, he can't save himself. The only hope is the amazing lieutenant in front of him.

The overwhelming abuse and sarcasm came, and the princes blushed and looked at the ordinary despicable people in surprise, but they did not dare to reply.

Sitting on horseback, An Bochen swept the dung bellied coldly with a silver gun. Although he didn't say anything, he saw the group of princes frightened, closed his mouths and buried his head, and cursed secretly in his heart. Do you think you are the Duke of Huo? You can beat thousands of troops and horses alone... Even if the Duke of Huo can't do it, just let you play with your prestige. At that time, you will foolishly go out of the city to meet the enemy, and you will be the first one to die.

At this moment, two horses rushed from the corner of the street. The corners of An Bochen's mouth were slightly raised, and the two gods couldn't help but join in the fun.

Before Wuhua and Zhang Bushi arrived, a person squeezed out of the crowd and bowed his hand to An Bochen and said, "If the general wants to fight, someone will follow him!"

There were bursts of exclamation among the sons of the family. They all knew the teenager in soft armor. He was the cold son who was famous for his boldness in the Liujing family. The children of a high-ranking family actually bowed their heads to a civilian from a humble background. This was absolutely unimaginable in the past, and it was still bold and bold.

The previous young man couldn't sit still and suddenly stared at Leng boldly and said, "The surname is Leng, you usually pretend to be in reverse. Today, the soldier actually shook his tail to a servant and beg for mercy. You..."

He was interrupted by Leng Jiang before he finished speaking.

"If you have the ability, you can lead the army to meet the enemy."

When the voice fell, the prince was stunned on the spot. His face turned white and red. He clenched his fist and couldn't speak for a long time.

With a heavy hum, Leng Jiang turned to the strange-looking sons of the family and said, "Today, the rebels are coming. If they break through the city and enter, everyone will destroy their families. For today's plan, we can only find a general to take the lead to defend the city until the reinforcements come. Although Lieutenant An is young, everyone knows the name of bravery. Someone is willing to recommend Captain An as the general who guards the city!"

After saying that, Leng Jiang brushed his battle skirt and bowed deeply to An Bochen, using the military etiquette.

Leng Jiang is bold but also careful. Unlike the rest of the princes, he has long noticed that An Bochen is different, and it will not be a thing in the pool in time. When other princes talked, he mentioned that An Bochen was very disdainful, but he never interrupted and sneered in his heart.

However, because he told his secret in the White Fox Academy that day, he was cold and boldly worried and did not show his goodwill to An Bochen until today.

"There is no need for courtesy."

Looking deeply at the cold, An Bochen seemed to think.

Hearing the words, Leng Jiang Chang breathed a sigh of relief. He looked back at a group of princes and suddenly raised his arms and said, "It is today to make contributions. Who is willing to help General An break the enemy with someone!" It was still raining, but with this extremely familiar roar, many of the prince's eyes were ignited, and coincidentally, Xiang An Bochen's face was full of heat.

Although the prince of the family is spoiled and spoiled, he was born noble. He came into contact with Taoist skills and weapons early. He has never been to the battlefield, but he also envies the scenery of leaping over the horse field. In addition, even if they refused to admit it, the sons of the family were very clear in their hearts, as Mr. Leng said. At this time, the only hope of saving them was Colonel An in front of them.

Once upon a time, who would have thought that an unknown servant could repeatedly defeat Mr. Li, the first in the capital, and kill the head of the rebel thieves with one enemy. In just a month, he has become famous, which is enough to be called a miracle. Today, the rebels besieged the city, but who knows, will An Bochen create a miracle again?

"I would like to go with you!"

"I would like to go with you!"

"Someone is also willing to kill the enemy!"

......

One after another, the children of the family came out more and more, leaning down to the teenager they usually looked down on at all, and their faces were full of fiery.

The crowd gradually boiled. Except for a few sons of the family with pale faces and dejected, the rest of them were shouting the name of An Bochen, and Li Xiaoguan looked excitedly at the high-ranking sons of the family at that time. At this time, they bowed to An Bochen respectfully, and they only felt refreshed and unsatisfied.

"Little official, you go back to Moyun Tower and bring the shrine."

An Bochen's face was cold and he turned to Li Xiaoguan.

Originally, he only wanted to escort Li Xiaoguan out of the city, but he didn't want to deal with Li Zuo, and he forgot to get the shrine in a hurry.

"Yes!"

Li Xiaoguan raised his face and hugged the boxing.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw the high building in the distance suddenly shaking. Everyone looked at Moyun Tower in surprise. In the blink of an eye, the seven-story Moyun Tower, which was only lower than the royal palace, collapsed and splashed with mud.

But a "long dragon" came out of the building, shaking its head and tail hovering in mid-air, stagnant for a moment, staring at An Bochen from afar, and the huge dragon's eyes flashed with fun. The next moment, the "Long Dragon" chanted and flew straight to the palace.

When I was young, the top of the palace turned sharply, and another "black dragon" circled and rose, roaring towards the "long dragon".

"Boom!"

The two dragons crashed over Liujing and poured down the rain. Everyone stared at it. In an instant, the two dragons were entangled together, breaking the rain curtain and drilling into the dark clouds.

"Moyun Building... Lieutenant An! Long Xian is here to fight for Captain An!"

"Yes, yes..."

"Captain An will win!"

......

When the people saw the "long dragon" flying out of Moyun Tower, they only thought it was because of An Bochen, and their hopes in their hearts suddenly increased countless times. Those originally unpopular families also opened their mouths and looked at An Bochen with a complicated look.

An Bochen forced to calm down and clenched his fists, but his heart was unspeakable.

The white "long dragon" must have been transformed by Mr. Li. The long insect is like a dragon. The people can't see it. How could An Bochen not know that the battle for the dragon girl between Li Zuo finally began. The dragon girl was in the palace, returning to the left and fighting in the sky, and she commanded her own troops to compete for the important land of the palace.

The Moyun Tower collapsed, and the shrine was also destroyed under the broken wall. An Bochen's biggest valor is gone. Together, the two armies fought in Liujing, and several people can survive after today.

"The fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, died in the sword..."

An Bochen muttered, his eyes flashed, and gradually became firm.

He suddenly pulled the reins. In the exclamation of the crowd, An Bochen rode in front of him and went straight to the gate. Jumping off the horse, several people strode to the head of the city. An Bochen walked to Yan Fuzi, looked at the black army outside the city, and then turned to Yan Fuzi and said, "Do you have pen and ink?"

Mr. Yan was making a generous statement, and his saliva was flying. At first glance, An Bochen frowned suddenly: "Nonsense! What are you doing here? Go back quickly!"

The enemy was under pressure, and Yan Fuzi could not care about the "enmity" with An Bochen before, and shouted righteously and solemnly.

An Bochen sighed secretly and said nothing. He pulled out a book from Master Yan's arms, pulled off the cover page, and then bit his fingertips to write something on the cover page.

As soon as Mr. Yan was about to scold, he saw more than 30 students from the White Fox Academy leading Jin Wuwei to the top of the city.

"What are you doing here?"

Mr. Yan stared at a group of students and saw a gentle teenager coming out of it, but Ma Wenchang, the son of the Ma family.

"Don't be surprised, we will push Brother An as the general guarding the city."

Ma Wenchang looked at An Bochen curiously, and then bowed his hand to Yan Fuzi.

"You... You guys... It's a good joke!"

Master Yan was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at the people with trembling arms. At this time, An Bochen had already written.

After drying the blood stains, An Bochen turned around and swept over the crowd, and his eyes fell on Zhang Bushi.

"Brother Zhang, please shoot it into the enemy camp."

Zhang Bushi didn't say much. He took the bow and arrow from the soldiers beside him, hung up the letter, stretched his arm, and pulled it into a full moon.

With a "whw", the feather arrow flew out and slid across the long arc and fell to the central army.

"Lord, what did you write?"

Wuhua asked curiously. He was talented and pushed three steps at a time, but after meeting An Bochen, he felt that his mind was really difficult to figure out. The enemy outside the city was preparing to attack the crossbow car. It was on the verge of breaking out. Can it be sent with just a letter?

Zhang Bushi's expression remained unchanged, and Ma Wenchang's face was thoughtful. Except for Mr. Leng, the rest of the family members looked at the black army outside the city in surprise, and their hearts were worried. On the contrary, Yan, who had been indignant before, remained calm and looked at An Bochen thoughtfully.

The heavy rain hit the northern suburbs where thousands of troops and horses were stationed. The city was quiet, and everyone was waiting for the arrival of Bingge.

The people looked nervously at the group of teenagers at the head of the city, and their eyes coincidentally fell on Captain An, who was holding a gun in Xuanyi, and waited silently.

"Report, there are people shooting books in the city."

In the military camp, the old man looked at the scout who knelt down, pondered for a moment, and nodded: "Take it."

The familiar regular characters did not come into sight, the scarlet blood stains were still wet, and the corners of Xiao Hou's mouth were bitter.

In that year in the State of Chen, he secretly took charge of the army and was extremely high-willed. Today, he led the old troops of the Duke of Huo to Liujing, but he was in a completely different mood. He said he was worried, and the man who was about to die was not afraid. He said he was worried. All he was worried about was the teenager in the city who had high hopes. Perhaps there is still a trace of unwillingness. After provoking the war with his own hands, now he just wants to be a rich man to enjoy his old age, but he is held by Mr. Li and has to put on his armor again and take charge of the seal.

The shocking demon word on the letter stung the old man's eyes. He also doubted, but never dared to think deeply.

There are always many things that you don't know better than to know. What can you do even if you know?