Bastard’s Resurgence

Lu Zheng and Song Wensong split quickly, and the news spread to Tongzhou immediately, and Tongzhou was full of joy!

Tan Lei and Long Lingxiu couldn't wait to find Song Naifeng. In addition, Chuan Shanyue, who had just recovered from his injury, also threw away his crutches and entered the Yin'an Temple in armor to fight. At this moment, another battle in the North is rapidly brewing. The curtain is about to open.

"The prince is really a man of God. Your attempt to capture and play is really wonderful. Everything is as you expected. There really is a split between Song Wensong and Lu Zheng. Lu Zheng ordered Song Wensong to stay in the capital, and he himself moved the troops eastward and took over Yuzhou. In addition, he ordered his subordinate Liu Song to raid Bianzhou. Obviously, his defense against the capital has turned negative, but he intends to lay out the two rivers!" Long Lingxiu said, she talked freely, and took Song Naifeng’s pictures. Flattering, and analyzed the situation in front of him well.

Song Naifeng chuckled and said, "Lao San Song, this kid is vulnerable to Lao Tzu and me. It is nothing to worry about, but Lu Zheng is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He uses strange and changeable soldiers and is extremely flexible. He can't catch him. Even if we win the capital, it will probably be difficult to stop behind. Lu Zheng is the confidant!"

Long Lingxiu stroked his palms and smiled and said: "The prince said this well. When it comes to Lu Zheng, I am too familiar with this person. This person is really difficult to deal with! But for the present plan, we still have to take the capital first and lose the capital. Lu Zheng's reputation in the south of the Yangtze River will inevitably be hit, and the suspicion of his majesty and the prince will be more serious, which is beneficial to us.

In addition, Song Wensong defected to the northwest, which was too bad for the northwest. Taking the capital and capturing Song Wensong alive was a big victory for the Northwest Army! "

Song Naifeng clapped his hands and said: "Yes! Song Wensong, the rebellious son, I must capture him alive, and then I personally take him back to the northwest, and cut him alive in front of the spirits of the ancestors and ancestors!"

"This is the first time I went south to expedition in my dynasty. It is of great significance to occupy the capital!"

Song Naifeng waved his hand and threw out the command arrow in front of him. Now the Northwest Army and Liaodong have been united together. The two armies have a combined force of more than 100,000 horses, and they uniformly obey Song Naifeng's orders.

Song Naifeng's formation was still divided into multiple troops, but these multiple troops echoed each other, and they were connected end to end, absolutely not giving any opponent the possibility of a surprise attack!

Song Naifeng is a veteran. After taking Lu Zheng's several losses, he also figured out Lu Zheng's path, so this time he was a lion fighting a rabbit, but he did not dare to take it lightly and absolutely use his full strength.

After issuing the order, Song Naifeng said solemnly: "Listen well, everyone, this time we are sending troops to attack the capital, everyone must take it seriously, and there must be no people who underestimate the enemy!

Lu Zhengqi is so cunning. You have suffered a lot from waiting in Miaocheng and Tanzhou. Any act of underestimating the enemy may lead to annihilation. Therefore, if anyone neglects his duty, this king must be engaged in military law, and he will not forgive! "

Song Naifeng was murderous, and the audience was solemn. Everyone bowed their heads and did not dare to take it lightly. Next, the Northwest Army and Liaodong drew together, and the army split and attacked the capital from all sides. Outside the capital, dark clouds pressed the city, and a **** storm It's already inevitable.

In the capital, Song Wensong is now extremely anxious. Qi Yuanzhi said: "San Gongzi, you don't need to be anxious. Think about it. If this time your opponent is not the general, but someone else, I am afraid you will not be like this. Anxiety! In my impression, you have never been as irritable as you are today on the battlefield..."

Song Wensong smiled and said: "After all, it's the father! Father and son's blood is thicker than water, he...he wants to destroy me, I...I..."

Qi Yuanzhi said: "The general has already spoken out. He wants to capture you alive, and then lead you to the ancestors and ancestors! How much have you paid for the Northwest and the Song family over the years? But who in the Song family remembers you? Credit? If you weren't forced to despair, why did you take the step of breaking with your family?"

Qi Zhiyuan paused and said in a loud voice: "There is no fairness in this world. You should level the Northwest and capture the Song family alive. Then you can write to your Majesty and ask your Majesty to pardon them for their death. This is great filial piety. If you can do this, a hundred years later, you will be the ancestors of the Song family. Otherwise, you will always be the sinful son of the Song family. If you die, your children and grandchildren will also bear the charge of rebellion and sin for life and generation. They can't turn over, they can't turn over forever!"

Song Wensong was stunned, his expression instantly becoming extremely ugly. He raised his hand, took out the knife from his waist, and split the bluestone case in front of him with a single knife:

"Mr. Qi is really a saint, a few words made me realize! Yes, death must be a battle, isn't it just death? Death must be vigorous. I am a minister of Dakang, but I am a rebel of Dakang. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot Both sides, this battle, I personally go into battle, endlessly!"

Qi Yuanzhi said: "This is the best. If the general can keep the capital well, Lu Zheng will definitely not let go of the fighter! Lu Zheng is so cunning and wise. He is so mean to the three generals. You can imagine that he will be able to deal with the enemy. What kind of means!

If the capital can be defended, maybe Lu Zheng can really come together inside and outside! Therefore, guarding the gate is the only chance, at least for now we should have this confidence and belief! "

Song Wensong nodded and said, "Mr. is right. It's useless to blame the heavens and others at this time. Hey, thanks to the gentleman who helped me, or else Song Wensong would have been dead for a long time. Compared to my husband, many people made me disappointed this time. At the critical moment, at the moment of life and death, it is possible to make a decision about this position. Your husband is a real hero!"

Song Wensong's spirit was immediately lifted. He was already a top-notch champion. Whether offensive or defensive, he has his own mature set of skills.

Now he discarded all disadvantages, strengthened his confidence, and gathered all the more than 30,000 elites under his hand. In addition, the 50,000 young men gathered in the capital, a total of 80,000 people, are divided according to the defenses. All of the city's defense materials have been moved to the tower, and the crucial battle of life and death has begun!

The army attacked the city and the capital was tightly guarded. Song Wensong personally went into battle. He stood at the head of the Xuanwu Gate, holding a spear in his hand, and shouted:

"All the brothers who guard the city are listening. We are Dakang's elite soldiers. We are guarding Dakang's palace. We are fighting for justice!

The enemy in front of us is Dakang’s rebels. Such rebels can be punishable by Dakang’s loyal minister. Therefore, in today’s battle, we are dead. After the battle, we are Zhongliang, our son. All children and grandchildren will be glorified because of today's battle..."

Song Wensong's voice was loud and loud, the shout was like a roar, and the morale of the defending army was greatly boosted, and Song Naifeng in the handsome account of the Northwest Army heard these words and finally couldn't help it. He stared at the city's head with wide eyes, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Nizi, Nizi, Nizi!"

Song Naifeng is already old, not many people can hear this rebellious voice, and Song Wensong on the top of the city can't even hear it! And at this moment, besides what he can say is also the word "inverse", what else can he say?

At this moment, any profit of tongue is superfluous, and the key is to decide the outcome on the battlefield! Song Naifeng really lost his composure. He personally put on his armor, and ordered that as long as his strength gathers at the Xuanwu Gate, the siege war will begin.

This **** battle from sunrise to sunset, besieged the city on all sides, attacked on all sides, the Northwest Army under the personal supervision of Song Naifeng, everyone feared death, but countless assaults were in vain, Song Wensong was completely mad, and he was heavily clothed. A, holding a heavy gun in his hand, the whole person is like the **** of war descending. He ran back and forth on the top of the city, and the soldiers under his hands were all excited like chicken blood.

Everyone is the Northwest Army, but at this moment they are their own masters, and they can no longer care about the brotherhood of their compatriots. Either you die or I live. This is the strong momentum displayed by the city defending army.

Song Naifeng struggled for a day, and he couldn't shake the capital. At this moment, there was no retreat from this battle. Song Naifeng ordered the whole army to retreat and redeploy the next day to prepare for another fight.

The next day was not counted. After a night of redeployment, the Northwest Army and Liaodong Army began to siege the city, and a new day of **** battle began.

Song Wensong didn't sleep all night. After a day of hard fighting, the fact that the capital was weak was thoroughly exposed. However, after Song Wensong fought hard for a day, the whole person entered a state and completely burst into a madness.

Song Wensong can be well-known in the northwest, and he can just build his own weapon outside the Song family in the northwest. His magic weapon is his own combat power. Once he goes crazy, he is not afraid of death, and he enters a very manic or even crazy state. .

In this way, Song Wensong once again resisted the joint fierce attack by the Northwest Army and Liaodong. The **** battle on the second day was even more tragic. There were countless blood on the city. The casualties of Song Wensong were huge, but the Northwest Army and the Liaodong Army were sacrificed. It's also very big.

One day after the war ended, Song Naifeng returned to the camp. The guards around him were waiting for him. He found that his hands and feet were trembling. Song Naifeng waved his hand and said, "It's okay, at this moment, there is no way out! The **** fight to the end!"

"I will order all the generals above the army to come to the camp immediately, and I will make detailed arrangements for the battle of tomorrow!"

"Report! General, General! Outside the Donghua Gate of Beijing, the Nanfu Army suddenly appeared, Lu Zheng attacked the Liaodong Army at night!"

"What? Lu Zheng came back from the killing? How could it be possible? Silently, if it was a night attack..."

Song Naifeng was halfway talking, and he heard a long horn sound from a distance. The horn sound was so familiar. It was not the horn sound of the Nanfu Army and what was it?

Song Naifeng rolled his eyes and said violently: "He... did he get out of the ground? Why is there no movement, no sound?"

"What should we do now? For the sake of this plan, are we going to rescue?" Chuan Shanyue said, he has been suffocated in the past few days!

Song Naifeng shook his head and said, "It is not appropriate to move lightly at night. Lu Zheng is always prepared to attack at night, and he can be silent. He must come prepared! So, send a team of scouts to find out the news!"