Chapter 59 Return to Song 3

He was very confused, but in order not to make the little girl Paifeng sad, Liu Yanzhao still resisted drinking half a bowl of porridge.

After that, Bamei came to his yard, and Dalang and others also came to have a look, but Liu Jiye did not appear after all, and there was no news even at dinner.

The evening dishes were a little simple. After Dalang and others came back, they left in a hurry. Only Liu Yanzhao, the women and children in the house, and Golang and Qilang, who were punished at home.

After eating some randomly, Liu Yanzhao put down the chopsticks and chopsticks in his hand and asked for instructions from the folding flower. He wanted to go to the city. The latter heard the words and put the bowl on the table. He didn't say anything, but nodded.

He got up and said goodbye to everyone. Liu Yanzhao went back to the yard and took out the steel gun. When he went to Jinyang, he deliberately kept it. Now when he touches it again, he feels sad in his heart.

He stroked the gun with his left hand and muttered softly, "Old friend, maybe you and I will die together this time."

Before noon tomorrow, Liu Jiye has not surrendered. The Song army must attack the city. At that time, as the son of the Liu family, it is sure to wear armor to kill the enemy.

Everything can be done. In the end, what should be done is the way of the Son of Man.

With a long gun in his left hand, Liu Yanzhao strode out and went out. When he went out, he found that Goro and Qilang were already in uniform and waiting for him against the horse.

"No, Sixth Brother."

Qilang handed over the reins and explained to himself, "My fifth brother and I are also the sons of the Liu family. No matter what choice my father makes, we will count according to his words."

It seems that the two of them also thought that Liu Yanzhao took the reins, inserted the long gun diagonally on the edge of the saddle, stepped on the horse, pulled the reins with his left hand, clamped the horse's belly in his legs, and left first without saying a word.

In the camp, Liu Jiye still fell into the house, and no one was seen. Liu Yanzhao and the other three were also stopped by Wang Gui, who was guarding outside the house.

"Major General, don't go in at this moment. There are some things that the general needs to figure it out slowly by himself."

Wang Gui followed Liu Jiye for many years and still knew a lot about his character. What's more, the three brothers in front of him were related to the destruction of the royal family of the Northern Han Dynasty. Didn't let the general get angry again by letting them in?

Liu Yanzhao and the other three looked at each other, turned around and walked out of the camp, took the previous horse, and went straight to the east wall pressed by the Song Dynasty army.

At the head of the city, Dalang was patrolling around and stepping up his defense. Seeing Liu Yanzhao and others, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then he nodded to them and ignored them and was busy with the deployment.

He climbed to the top of the city and leaned down. It turned out to be a dense fire. Liu Yanzhao, who was blown by the evening wind in early summer, was a little nervous and could only hold the long gun tightly.

At dawn, there was still no news from the camp, and Liu Yanzhao's heart was getting colder and colder, and his eyes staring at the city were full of blood.

Noon has not yet arrived, but the Song army has begun to gather drums. The rumble of drums shocked everyone's heart on the wall. Liu Yanzhao suddenly grabbed the bluestone wall brick with his right hand and did not notice that the wound on his shoulder overflowed bright red again.

Under the city, the vanguard of the Song army has made an offensive momentum. Countless spears scattered with a faint cold light. At the head of the city, Dalang and Wang Guizheng, who came in, kept giving orders, and the guards around him ran between the mouths.

"Attack the city!"

The old man who met Liu Yanzhao yesterday was wearing bright and fine mesh armor, holding a spear in his hand. Somehow, a trace of loss flashed in his eyes.

With his order, Song Jun's drums roared more, and the prepared vanguard shouted in unison, suddenly revealing a strong momentum.

On the head of the city, feathers and arrows rose one after another. Although there was a look of horror on their faces, the Daizhou soldiers defending the city did not retreat, even if they knew that there was a battle with little chance of winning.

It was still a failure, and a lot of helplessness suddenly gushed out in his heart. Liu Yanzhao's gun passed across, with the gun head out. Whoever wants to pass through the wall in front of him will definitely receive a fatal blow.

Song Jun was getting closer and closer, and the rumbling footsteps were about to cover the sound of the drums behind him. Da Lang even held his breath, and his eyes were the best time to shoot arrows without blinking.

Just as he was about to shoot, Liu Jiye, who had not appeared, suddenly appeared at the head of the city. The big knife in his hand shook the dazzling cold light, and then stabbed into the bricks and stone at the head of the city.

"All stop!"

With irresistible pressure in his voice, Liu Yanzhao found that he had arrived at the head of the city. In a blink of an eye, he saw Liu Jiye, who was full of haggardness.

The whole person still has the previous self-confidence and fortitude. Although he is wearing armor, the helmet is not worn, and the coiled bun looks a little messy.

With the appearance of Liu Jiye, more accurately, with the appearance of the still shaking knife on the city wall, the sound of the drums behind the Song army suddenly changed, and the vanguards who were moving forward retreated for unknown reasons.

"Tibetan, is this?"

Aside the old man wearing bright light and fine mesh armor, the general who was wearing a tiger's shoulder armor and about his age asked softly.

"Duke, the war is over."

With the words of the two, above the wall, Liu Jiye, who was full of old and bleakness, suddenly faced south, knelt on his knees and hit his head on the brick wall, making a crisp sound.

Kneel down, two lines of tears.

The soldiers of Daizhou City, who were guarding at the head of the city, had understood the general's choice. For a moment, many people remembered that even Liu Yanzhao's eyes were sour, knelt on his knees, and knelt down to Jinyang, who no longer had Liu in the south.

This worship is nothing but because of the loyal soul for the people.

For a long time, it was silent. Liu Jiye slowly stood up and waved his hand to Da Lang.

The latter hesitated for a moment and walked down the city. Soon, the thick and mottled gate of Daizhou City slowly opened and made a hoarse sound.

Under the city, the Song army made a sound of thunder and joy, while the Daizhou soldiers on the city wall were all as dusty, and their spears and swords fell to the ground.

Erlang and others around them looked at Liu Yanzhao under the city with complicated eyes, and randomly came forward to help Liu Jiye, who was about to collapse.

Outside the city, the cold face of the old man standing in front of Song Jun showed an invisible smile, like the spring breeze sweeping away the cold, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were clearly visible.

You lost to me after all.

"For Tibetan use, the gate is now open. Is there any fraud in it?"

Turning his head, Gao Huaide's face smiled. Zhong Xun's ability to lead troops to war was no less than his own, but he was too cautious, and he didn't know the man in the city.

For Liu Jiye, investment is sincerity. Gao Huaide knows very well that he is not a person who can't afford to lose. If not, I wouldn't have been using the nine-foot gun for more than 20 years.

"The Duke of the country is worried too much. This generation of state cities is already the land of my Song Dynasty!"

Laughing, the vigorous and vigorous old general led the pioneer Ma into the city, and several other generals around him hesitated for a moment and followed.

"Invincible General, I finally meet you again!"

Inside the city gate, Gao Huaide stopped at the horse and looked at Liu Jiye, who was suffering in the front.

Maybe it's a kind of showing off, but for the winning party, he has the capital to show off.

With a trace of ** on his face, Liu Jiye answered for a long time, "Mr. Liu has worshipped. Please be kind to the soldiers and people of the state."

That's it. Liu Jiye turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Gao Huaide, who jumped from the horse. "Why does Jiye need to do this? Today's victory has nothing to do with you and me. The current outcome should be the best. If we win or lose, we will all win.

You saved the people all over the city, and I completed the work entrusted by the housekeeper.

One words made Liu Jiye, who was about to leave, stop, and Liu Yanzhao, who had just come down from the city, was also a little wrong.

Are these words of the generals of the Song army buying people's hearts for Zhao Guangyi, or is it a simple pity between the generals?

"Anyway, I, Liu Jiye, lost and was defeated by the Gao family again."

After saying that, he stopped and left with the help of Erlang and Sanlang.

Gao Jia, this person turned out to be Gao Huaide. Liu Yanzhao was shocked for a while. No wonder he was not in Bianjing. It turned out that he had already arrived in Zhendong Dingfu. Didn't Zhao Guangyi pay attention to the Northern Han Dynasty for a long time?