The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 583 Jiajia is here (six thousand character chapter)

   "Battle!"

   "Battle!"

   "Battle!"

  Song Jingchen's remarks made the morale of the soldiers unprecedentedly high. Whether it was the imperial army or the usually lazy local army, there was only one goal in mind at this time, to drive the Wu army out of Daxia's territory.

   Xiao Qirui glanced at Song Jingchen.

  Not long after he ascended the throne today, the army of Wu State was overwhelmed, and he didn't have time to consider the matter of overturning the case for General Gao, not to mention that Song Jingchen left Chang'an half a month earlier than him, how could he possibly receive the task of re-investigating the case of that year?

   But Xiao Qirui also knew that since Song Jingchen had spoken, he would definitely do it, and he would definitely seek justice for General Gao.

Before that, he always thought that these local troops were not cooperating everywhere because of xenophobia. They were sluggish all day because they were frightened by the black powder of Wu State. It was only now that they realized that they had only held grudges against the imperial court for a long time and could not rebel. Only in the most stupid way will you express your dissatisfaction in your heart.

  Song Jingchen is different from him. It is precisely because he sees this point that he will let Song Zhong finish the words that shake the hearts of the army.

Because he knows that some abscesses can be healed faster only if they are pierced and the pus flows out, instead of covering them up and letting them rot like the injustice that General Gao suffered, such as the death of Princess Wu , the reason for the Wu State to send troops.

   He twitched the corners of his mouth. He had not been able to convince the local troops after he came to Nanling Pass for two months, but Song Jingchen did it the next day.

  My father said it right, Song Jingchen is much better than him, what he has to learn is not only arranging troops and tactics, but also how to know people, employ people, and win people's hearts.

   Xu was shocked by the sudden burst of morale on the tower, and the horse under Song Zhong's crotch snorted uneasily.

   Song Zhong never thought that his words not only did not make Da Xia's soldiers surrender, but instead served as an assist.

  Although Daxia's troops are less than theirs, the opponent occupies a relatively favorable terrain. If they have to forcefully break into the city, they will inevitably lose a lot of people on their side, which is not a good thing for their follow-up attack.

   It is precisely because of this that the previous siege will choose Xu Xutuzhi, in order to kill the morale of the opponent, so as to achieve the purpose of taking Nanling Pass without abandoning one soldier and one soldier.

   This not only saves the troops, but also allows the Daxia people to fight the Daxia people...

   He fixed his eyes on the general who suddenly stood up from the tower, and his heart sank when his eyes met.

   "Song Jingchen! How, how is it possible, shouldn't he just arrived at Cangbei Mountain now?"

   Cangbei Mountain is at least a month away from here.

   If they knew he would come so soon, how could they have delayed it so far?

   Before he had time to think about it, he hurriedly called in the messengers to pass the news that Song Jingchen had arrived at Nanling Pass and the plan had changed to Han Tong, who was in charge of the rear.

  The messenger got his horse and ran out.

At this time, Han Tong, who was over fifty years old, was guarded by a team of iron armored troops in the middle of the rear camp. Hearing the words of the messenger, he had a strong killing intent in his eyes, and said with a sullen look: "Song Kunhong died, when he was dead. The arrow he attacked the old man, the old man is worried that there is no one to report, this son of the Song family came just right."

The    messenger subconsciously glanced at his legs hanging on either side of the horse's belly.

   For a generation of famous generals, rather than hiding in the rear to command, it is natural to think of going to the front to kill the enemy in blood.

   As we all know, General Han's legs suffered from illnesses on the battlefield in the early years. In winter, he even had to use crutches to walk, and naturally he could not go to the front to fight.

   I just didn't expect that the person who seriously injured him was Grandpa Song of Daxia.

  After the demise of the previous dynasty, the rebel armies from all over the country occupied the land one after another and became the king. In the end, only Xuanyuan, Shangguan and Nangong won the victory.

   In order to grab the territory, the three families went through a war for three years. In the end, all three were lost. They had no choice but to negotiate. They established their own countries with the territory in their hands as the boundary.

  Han Tong, a veteran, also fought against Grandpa Song at that time. As for the so-called sneak attack, Grandpa Song was dead. Naturally, he said what he said.

  Han Tong glanced at the messenger, his eyes sank, and he quickly pulled out the sword from his waist...

   The messenger only felt his eyes flicker. "Ah..." He screamed, and rolled down from the horse, covering his eyes that were constantly pouring out blood donations with his hands.

  Han Tong didn't even look at him, he raised the long sword with dazzling blood in his hand: "Go down and attack the city."

Well----

   The sound of the horn suddenly resounded through this side of the world, which was the signal of the siege.

"Since you are not stubborn, don't blame me for not giving you a chance." Song Zhong suddenly pulled out the long spear behind him, waved it forward, and an earth-shattering roar erupted from the depths of his chest: "All the soldiers obey the order, attack city……"

   An extended horn sounded, and at the same time the war drums sounded.

  Boom, boom, boom…

   From slow to urgent, a sound came into the ears of everyone, with an unstoppable momentum.

   "Rush in and kill them all!"

   "Go!"

"kill……"

  The Wu army shouted passionately, formed a tortoise armor formation, and quickly approached the city gate.

   Xiao Qirui glanced at Song Jingchen, saw that he was silent, raised his hand: "Drumming."

  The war drums on the city tower were banged, and the loud rumbling sound shook the world.

   In the sound of the war drums, the soldiers quickly entered the combat state.

   When the Wu army entered the range of the bow and arrow, Xiao Qirui raised his hand again: "Release the arrow."

   His voice fell, and the rain of arrows in the sky cut through the sky in an instant, with a piercing sound of breaking through the sky, overwhelming the sky and covering the Wu army.

   After the first row of archers finished shooting, they quickly took a step back to make up their arrows, and the archers in the back row immediately shot the arrows in their hands.

  Two rows of archers cooperate with each other to surround a protective cover with a rain of arrows.

   However, the Wu army was hidden in the tortoise shell, and the arrows could not hurt them at all.

  The soldiers on the tower couldn't help but feel anxious.

  Han Tong watched this scene coldly, picked up the blue command flag beside him and waved it forward.

Well----

   The horn sounded, and the soldiers carrying the main ladder section by section in front of them also rushed out under the cover of the turtle armor formation.

   To put it bluntly, those who rush in the front are the ones that attract arrows.

  Song Jingchen said in a deep voice, "Stonehenge."

  The catapult was quickly pushed by the soldiers to the rear of the archer, and the boulders were shot out uniformly. At the same time, the arrow in the archer's hand was replaced by a rocket.

  The huge stone smashed the tortoise shell array, and even if the shield was not broken by the side bottom, it was enough for one or two rockets to drill through the gap and shoot into the enemy's body.

   For a while, the Wu army was hit by arrows one after another or fell to the ground after being hit by stones, screaming incessantly.

  Han Tong's eyes narrowed: "Archer, catapult, cover the cloud ladder to climb the stairs."

The soldier on the side    sounded the horn again.

   Immediately afterwards, pieces of black gunpowder flew out from the rear of the camp through catapults, drawn an arc in the sky, and accurately exploded on the city tower.

   The power of the black powder is so great that the soldiers on the city tower cannot avoid it.

   Before he could even let out a wailing sound, they were bombed to pieces, and even if they were not bombed, they were affected by the power of the explosion, screaming in horror and rolled down the tower.

   This is only physical, the fear of black powder has long been engraved in the bones of Daxia soldiers.

What    saw in front of his eyes were his companions who had not even left their bones, and heard the screams of their companions. Many people had the intention of retreating, and subconsciously looked at Song Jingchen.

  Song Jingchen just stood in front of him, standing tall and straight.

   He didn't know when he had a long whip in his hand, and the other hand was swinging his sword to block the rain of arrows shot from outside. If a soldier by his side rolled out of the city wall, he would immediately use the long whip to roll people back.

   He knows better than anyone else that wars are made of countless corpses. No matter whether you win or lose, there will be casualties, but he will still do his best to save one.

  I don't know why, seeing this scene, everyone's heart is inexplicably calm.

   They cannot retreat. Behind them are the people of Daxia, including their family members. If they all retreat, what should the defenseless people do?

  Since they have put on this armor, it is their mission to protect, even if it is death!

   "Brothers, don't be afraid, don't they just have a few black balls, as long as we defend this gate, the victory is still ours."

   Someone shouted.

  The rest also shouted: "Yes, it's just a few black balls. What's there to be afraid of? It's a big deal to fight with them. Eighteen years later, Lao Tzu is a hero again."

"right……"

  Everyone encouraged each other, those with bows and arrows took bows and arrows, and those who moved stones rushed to fill the "gap" that had been blown up by black powder.

   Others stepped forward and dragged away the bodies of soldiers who had fallen on the tower so that their companions could walk. If there were still alive, they could be transferred to the rear in time for treatment by military doctors.

   At this time, under the cover of black gunpowder and bows and arrows, the soldiers of the Wu State below have completed the splicing of the main ladders and set up several cloud ladders.

   The black powder offensive of the Wu army also stopped at this time.

   This further confirmed Song Jingchen's guess.

   The black powder in the hands of Wu State is limited.

   In fact, it is not difficult to analyze. Saltpeter ore is rare, and since it is one of the materials for making black gunpowder, the black gunpowder made by Wu State cannot support a war.

   Therefore, although he has been studied, he has not put all his chips on it.

   Outside the city wall, the enemy army struggled to climb up the ladder.

  The soldiers on the city tower threw stones and kerosene down one after another. However, these things have been used a lot in the previous attack. If this continues, sooner or later, they will run out of ammunition and food.

  Song Jingchen said solemnly, "Prepare to lock the bridge."

  The lock bridge is composed of a wooden frame and a freely rotating wooden stake. A retractable rope lock is tied to the wooden stake. One end of the rope is tied to the soldier's waist, and the other end is pulled by multiple soldiers.

  Through the lock bridge, you can directly hang the soldiers outside the city wall, which is convenient to kill the soldiers who climbed the ladder and use the flying hook to pull down the ladder.

  Everything was ready, Song Jingchen gave an order: "Let it go."

   Everyone was busy pushing the lock bridge and put down the companion holding the flying hook.

   Dodged the boulders and the kerosene, and the Wu soldiers who managed to reach the gate tower quickly looked at the man who suddenly appeared behind him, and hurriedly swung his sword to chop, but the opponent cut his throat mercilessly.

   At the same time, the ladders and the soldiers of Wu State on the ladders were also pulled backwards by the other's flying hooks.

   For the sake of convenience, their ladders are spliced ​​together, and they disintegrate instantly after landing.

  Han Tong's eyes darkened, he glanced at the horn soldier beside him, and the other party understood.

Well----

   The horn sounded again, and the Wu soldiers outside the city wall quickly raised their shields to the top of their heads, and the twelve rushed down the city tower in a group...

   "Why, these people want to be tortoises?" Meng Wu couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

   The others also laughed in cooperation.

   Xiao Qirui frowned. With Han Tong in command, he always felt that it was not so simple, and turned his head to ask Song Jingchen's opinion.

  The shield in the middle of the small tortoise shell suddenly opened, and an archer flew out, drawing a bow and shooting arrows in one go.

   Before the soldier who controlled the lock bridge had time to pull his companion back, he watched as the arrow penetrated his body.

  The archers on the castle tower hurriedly aimed at the opponent's archers and shot, but after the opponent shot an arrow, they fell back into the tortoise shell formation, and at the same time, the shields were closed again.

   More and more soldiers still on the lock bridge were killed, Song Jingchen's eyes sank, and he used his inner strength to shake the long sword in his hand into segments.

   Another Wu State soldier flew out of the tortoise shell formation, but this time, before they could shoot the arrows in their hands, they were killed by pieces of debris.

  The generals on the city tower were stunned for a moment, and they all looked at Song Jingchen who was standing still. After reacting, they followed suit. They couldn't break the long sword with their bare hands, so they grabbed the bow and arrow from the soldiers on the side.

   After figuring out the rules of Wu soldiers, as long as someone flew out, they would shoot the arrow in their hand directly.

   If you are lucky, you will fall down with one arrow. If you are unlucky, you will be targeted by more than two people, and you will have to have more holes in your body.

   But before it was too late to be happy, a loud bang came from below.

  Everyone looked quickly, and it turned out that two chariots, under the cover of shields, rushed through the rain of arrows and stones on the city tower, and were ramming the closed city gates one after another.

  This city gate has been bombarded with black powder several times. Although it has been repaired later, it will not last long if it hits like this.

  Song Jingchen shoved the bow in his hand into Xiao Qirui's hand: "Cover me."

   Thinking that his sword had just broken, he took Xiao Qirui's sword and turned around and walked towards the lock bridge.

   Xiao Qirui guessed what he wanted to do almost instantly, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "I'll go, you cover me."

  Song Jingchen glanced at him: "Are you sure?"

   Xiao Qiruimo: He hasn't even tried it yet, how can he know if he is sure?

   But there were so many soldiers guarding the chariot. To be honest, he really didn't have much confidence in killing all of them before he died.

   "You can't go anyway." He clasped Song Jingchen's shoulder with one hand and said directly.

  Song Jingchen hooked his lips: "If you can be so messy when facing Miss Yuan Da, why can't you chase people back?"

   He clearly cares about the other party, but there is a gourd that looks like his mouth has been sawed in silence, and the other is obedient everywhere.

   The corner of Xiao Qirui's mouth twitched, thinking of Yuan Yuwan, a look of melancholy appeared on his face, and he said, "Since you understand so well, then go back to Chang'an and teach me."

  Song Jingchen suspected that the noise outside was so loud that he heard it wrong. Is this what Xiao Qirui he knew would say?

  Reacted what he said, Xiao Qirui coughed lightly: "I just said, you understand so well, it seems that your brother and sister are the ones who have been fooling around and coaxing them."

  Song Jingchen raised his eyebrows, it was good to be entangled, but at the beginning it was clearly the girl, he was the one being...

   The conversation between the two took only a few breaths, and another crash sounded. Song Jingchen patted Xiao Qirui's hand away and said solemnly, "Cover me, this is a military order."

Xiao Qirui wanted to say that His Majesty did not appoint you as the head coach, but Song Jingchen's official position was indeed higher than him, so he shook his head helplessly and said: "Then I will disobey this military order today, if I am lucky enough to come back alive, you will deal with me according to the military regulations. Bar."

   After he finished speaking, he grabbed the sword from the hand of the soldier beside him, raised his hand to grab the rope lock hanging from the lock bridge above his head, and opened his mouth to order someone to raise the lock bridge.

   His wrist was suddenly buckled, Song Jingchen pulled him down and pushed him in front of the two soldiers, instructing lightly, "Watch him."

   "General Xiao, offended."

Although the    soldier was puzzled, he obeyed the order and clasped Xiao Qirui's hands tightly.

   Xiao Qirui broke free for a few times but couldn't break free, and he couldn't kill anyone, so he could only shout angrily: "Song Jingchen, come back to me."

  Song Jingchen ignored him, not wanting to raise his hand when a familiar voice sounded behind him.

   "Xiang, Xianggong."

  Song Jingchen turned his head sharply, and saw Shen Yijia holding a giant bow in his arms, with an arrow basket full of arrows on his back, leaning against the wall, panting heavily.

   Before he could speak, he noticed something, and he took a stride and pulled the person into his arms: "Be careful."

   In the next instant, an arrow accurately flew up from the place where Shen Yijia was leaning just now, hit the wall behind, and landed with a crisp "ding" sound.

   Xiao Qirui, who saw all this in his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a sullen face: "Let go."

   The two soldiers looked at each other and didn't move.

   Xiao Qirui had a stalk in his heart: "The lady of the country is here, do you need me to stop him?"

   The two soldiers looked at Song Jingchen and finally let go after seeing that he had no objection.

  How do they know that Song Jingchen is not against it, but is wholeheartedly checking whether Shen Yijia is injured.

  Shen Yijia let him check. After the incident, he patted his little chest pretending to be scared. He just wanted to say that Xianggong is awesome. Xianggong is really amazing.

   As soon as he looked up, he met Song Jingchen's black face.

  Shen Yijia: I'll be darling, I forgot that the beautiful husband won't let her come to the tower.

   "Nonsense, this kind of place is so dangerous, can you come here?..." After confirming that Shen Yijia was not injured, Song Jingchen was a bit of a scold.

   "Big, sister-in-law, why are you running like that..." Song Jinghuan chased after her breathlessly, noticing the gaze cast by her eldest brother, and silently hiding behind Shen Yijia.

   Can't blame her, she has persuaded my sister-in-law not to come to the tower.

   Her so-called persuasion is to tell Shen Yijia how despicable, how hateful, and how difficult it is to kill Han Tong.

   In the end, he succeeded in arousing Shen Yijia's fighting spirit and drove the horse very fast...

  Song Jingchen sighed and summoned two soldiers: "Send Madam back to General Xiao's mansion."

   "And you, if you're healthy, go back to your barracks."

The last sentence    was addressed to Song Jinghuan.

   He could understand that it was probably this girl who pushed Jiajia to come to the tower.

   It is better to let her look at people than to believe that Jiajia will stay at home honestly.

  Song Jinghuan: Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's not worth it when you're angry, it's not the first time my eldest brother is biased, I'm used to it...

   "I'm not going back." Shen Yijia withdrew from Song Jingchen's arms.

   She pouted, she wanted to be angry, but she thought that the beautiful lady was caring about her, so please forgive him once.

   Who made her a good and understanding wife.

"you……"

  Shen Yijia pointed to the giant bow in his arms: "I'm here to help you."

A general who had seen the black iron bow and tried to pick it up but failed happened to look at it. First, he was amazed by Shen Yijia's appearance. He looked down at the bow in her arms and opened his mouth in shock: "High, high The general's black iron bow!"

   His voice successfully attracted the attention of many people for Shen Yijia.

   Those who had seen Xuan Tie Gong had exactly the same reaction as him, those who had not seen it only glanced at it and then returned to the battlefield.

  Xiao Qirui looked at the black iron bow and asked hesitantly, "You mean that this bow is the black iron bow that General Gao spent ten years to build?"

   He had never seen Xuan Tie Gong, but he had heard of it.

  General Gao finally built a giant bow, but in the end he found that he couldn't even hold it, and even asked all the soldiers in the army to take turns to try it, but no one succeeded.

After all,    is one of the few jokes among General Gao, so things quickly spread among the generals.

   Knowing that he was being laughed at, he also released that he could pick it up one day sooner or later, but unfortunately it took a few years...

   "Yeah, my subordinates carried it back then, so it's impossible to admit it was wrong." The general looked confident.

  Song Jingchen glanced at Shen Yijia and reached out to get the bow.

  Shen Yijia took a step back without a trace, stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear, "Are you afraid of losing face?"

   With so many people watching, what my wife can pick up, as a husband, can't pick it up, it should be... um... It will be very embarrassing.

  Song Jingchen:  …

   "General, our city gate can't hold on anymore." A soldier ran over and reported anxiously.

  The rest of the generals didn't dare to stay here no matter how surprised they heard the words, and they all dispersed.

  Song Jingchen looked at Shen Yijia: "Jiajia, you go back first."

   "No, I said it, I'm here to help you."

She also knew that the situation was urgent now, so she didn't give Song Jingchen a chance to speak again, and continued: "I heard that Han Tong is the general who commanded the Wu army to attack the city. If we shoot him, the Wu army will definitely be in chaos. "

  Song Jingchen shook his head: "Han Tong is at the rear of the camp and is protected by the Iron Armored Army. Not to mention that arrows can't be shot that far, and even if they can, they can't penetrate layers of shields..."

   "Yes." Before he could finish speaking, Shen Yijia took out an arrow from the arrow basket behind him: "This is an arrow made of black iron."

   Song Jingchen was startled.

  Note: The tortoise-shell formation is that the soldiers put their shields together to protect the front, back, left and right, and a defensive cover to surround the city, which plays the role of covering the soldiers under the shields.

   (end of this chapter)