EBE Chapter 655 Shuo Rat
Chapter 655 Shuo Rat
Zhou Chang didn’t know what happened to Yuan Qi today, not to mention that she had become a bystander and no one could control her.
So the two of them stood side by side until all the silver ingots were smashed.
The mirage soldiers under the city wall opened their red eyes wide, stretched out their dry hands, and roared greedily as if they were possessed, and attacked the city.
Just then, there were several "bang bang bang..." sounds.
Flint fell from the sky with a loud bang.
Yuan Qi grabbed Feng Ming's hand and took two steps back in fear.
Feng Ming and Zhou Chang's attention was completely drawn to the scene before them.
The burning boulders fell on the heads of the mirage army like meteors, and in an instant the firecrackers were thrown into the rat's nest and the oil pan overturned in the ant hole.
Feng Ming, on the other hand, had half of his body sticking out of the city wall.
The Mirage Army was still possessed and hadn't reacted. They thought it was another bigger silver ingot falling from the sky, and they rushed towards the fire.
The front team rushed back, and the rear team fled in all directions, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
"Dong dong dong..."
There was a burst of war drums beating on the city wall.
Immediately afterwards, the city gate opened and Jiang Meng led the Lin Guo cavalry to charge out.
At the same time, arrows rained down from the city wall.
Feng Ming couldn't help but shout, "Charge, charge, charge..."
His upper body was pressed against the bricks, and he suddenly felt something hitting his chest. Then he remembered that Yuan Qi was still behind him.
"It's really dangerous here, you should go back quickly." Feng Ming's eyes were gentle whenever he looked at Yuan Qi, but he immediately turned back and stared at the city, afraid of missing anything.
All our hopes these days are pinned on today's battle.
The Mirage Army was hit by flints in the rear, charged by the Lin State cavalry in the front, and arrows rained down from the city walls. It could be said that they were fighting with all their might.
Feng Ming's heart was excited by the drumbeats, and he didn't feel any pain when he smashed the blue bricks with his fists.
As the war drums and charge horns on the city walls sounded, countless soldiers from the neighboring country, fully armored and holding swords, rushed out from the east and west sides of the north city tower and surrounded the Mirage Army on three sides.
The mirage army was like mice trapped in a burning granary, they were in a mess and fled in all directions.
"Big rat, big rat, don't eat my millet. I have been a girl for three years, but no one cares about me..."
As soon as Zhou Chang came up with this passage in his mind, Feng Ming had already sung it loudly. While singing, he used his hands as drumsticks and smashed the blue bricks in front of him.
Zhou Chang couldn't remember the entire poem "The Fat Rat" from the Book of Songs, but for some reason it came into his mind at this moment.
This battle before her seemed to be staged entirely for her.
"Big rat, big rat, don't eat my wheat, go to Le country, Le country, Le country..." The more intense the fighting below, the louder Feng Ming shouted, as if the louder he shouted, the more he was charging on the battlefield.
The troops led by Jiang Meng charged back and forth with overwhelming force and were invincible in the enemy's camp.
Feng Ming was on the city wall supporting him.
"Big rat, big rat, don't eat my seedlings. I'm leaving you and going to the Le Suburbs. Le Suburbs, Le Suburbs, whose are you crying for eternity?" Feng Ming shouted until his throat was hoarse and it was still not enough. He ran to a corner of the city wall, pulled down the soldier who was beating the drum, and went up to beat the drum himself.
Zhou Chang couldn't stop her, nor did she want to stop her. This was a gamble, and it was something she had been planning for many days.
Although I was not able to go to the battlefield in person, it seemed as if I was experiencing the fighting. It seemed as long as a century, and yet it seemed to be over in just a moment.
In the end, Feng Ming was the only one left with surging blood and his chest heaving violently.
As the sounds of shouting and fighting gradually faded away, Feng Ming finally calmed down.
The soldiers on the surrounding city walls had smiles of victory on their faces.
Feng Ming turned around inadvertently with a daze after being overly excited, and met those eyes that were bright and full of emotions.
At some point, Yuan Qi was taken to the eaves by Wu Honghu, but his eyes never left Feng Ming.
Yuan Qi's gaze was like a clear spring in a sea of fire, suddenly pulling Feng Ming out of his excitement.
The battlefield passion in Feng Ming's heart faded, and he suddenly realized that Yuan Qi had been dragging his feet and refusing to leave. Was he worried about him?
"You have always..." Feng Ming walked forward.
Yuan Qi's eyes immediately turned away the moment they met Feng Ming's: "It's getting late, I should also set off to return to Beiji."
Yuan Qi said this hastily and hurriedly went down the city wall with Wu Hong.
Feng Ming wanted to catch up, but was suddenly pulled back by the thunderous cheers from behind.
Everyone's face was filled with unprecedented smiles, and one person even rushed forward and knelt on one knee with an excited look: "Your Highness Prince Yi is wise and brave, and has a brilliant mind. I admire you."
Zhou Chang was still watching, and the man seemed familiar to him, but he couldn't remember where he was.
The man looked up at Feng Ming, extremely excited, and could see that Prince Yi probably didn't remember him: "I, Zhou Tang, the captain of the Northern City, would like to recommend myself to lead the troops and fight for Your Highness."
"Haha, now you know." Feng Ming could remember it first and laughed heartily. "It is said that breaking one's word is keeping one's word. It is rare that those bastards really believe that I want to celebrate the 'first seven days'. Haha..."
"Yes, yes..." Zhou Tang echoed with great joy, "What loyalty and trust can we have with the mirage thieves? Your Highness is wise, and I am ignorant."
Feng Ming pointed at Zhou Tang and said, "Very good, since you are straightforward, I will make you a vanguard officer. Next, we need someone to pursue the victory, charge into battle, and drive those bastards from the Mirage Kingdom out of our Lin Kingdom's territory."
"Pursue the victory and charge into battle." Zhou Tang stood up and shouted, "I will definitely capture the bandit leader Anqiu Jin alive for His Royal Highness Prince Yi."
Immediately, the surrounding soldiers also shouted excitedly: "Capture Anqiu Jin alive, capture Anqiu Jin alive..."
Ok?
Who is Anqiu Jin?
Zhou Chang never paid attention to who the commander-in-chief of the Mirage Kingdom was.
This was also the first time Feng Ming heard this name.
There was a moment of excitement on the tower. Feng Ming couldn't find Yuan Qi anymore, thinking that she must have gone back to the city defense station with Wu Hong escorting her. Looking out of the city, there were only corpses left on the battlefield, many of which were still tightly clutching silver.
Silver, oh silver, it brings life and death.
Feng Ming sighed for a long time, and Zhou Chang gradually regained control of his body.
Another half hour later, Zhou Tang appeared in Zhou Chang's sight again, riding a warhorse and holding a human head high in his hand: "General Jiang has captured all the heads of Anqiu."
Then the soldiers of the three armies cheered together.
It seems that is the head of the so-called enemy commander Anqiu Jin. Zhou Tang was right in saying this.
A complete victory must be completely satisfying.
Zhou Chang was moved by the crowd's sentiments, but he still did not forget the silver he had thrown in. He shouted, "Comrades, you must collect as much silver as possible from the battlefield. I don't want any of this silver, so I will use it to reward my brothers."
There is no reason to take back the money you have thrown away.
With so many soldiers watching helplessly, he couldn't put the money back into his own pockets even if he wanted to, so he might as well use it to reward the troops openly.
The three armies cheered even louder.