Wang Liangchen, who was watching the battle on the side, just watched coldly. The Mongolian army supported his brother Wang Dechen and deliberately suppressed him. He had long been dissatisfied with his heart. What kind of person is Wei Laohu, he was too lazy to explain to the son-in-law from Mobei. Anyway, when Ezhou fought hard, it would not help his position. Most of the great achievements were taken by these relatives who followed the Khan south.

At this time, Wei Sheng was covered in blood as usual. It was blood splashed by the enemy during close combat. The iron spear in his hand had been bald, and the barrel of the crow fire gun was too hot to fire. As usual, he was surrounded by the corpses of the Mongolian army. Even the brave guard Qixue was shocked by his tiger-like attack. No one dared to come forward to fight for a moment.

So when a Mongolian general with golden helmet and golden armor and dazzling gems on his shoulders suddenly rushed out, Wei Sheng was also surprised, but he immediately realized that this general might have come from the north of the world and rarely heard of Wei Laohu's name. So he shouted loudly: "Ah, have you never heard of the name of Wei Sheng in Jinghu? I pity you, it's not easy for your parents to grow up, so you should retreat quickly, otherwise it would be too late to regret it when my iron cone gun drank the blood on your neck!"

Jun Buhua's face turned red, but he couldn't tell it under the gorgeous mask. He roared loudly: "What a dog and sheep-like Sinan Si people. They are obviously stubborn even when they die! You are Wei Sheng! You can take down your head and take Ezhou. It's really great. Come and die quickly!"

If Han Feng was replaced, he would definitely calm down and observe who this opponent, Da Yanyan Yanyan, was and what real skills he had. But Wei Sheng's style of work was of course different. He shouted, raised his iron cone gun and rushed over.

Although Jun Buhua was not a young bird who had just entered the battlefield, the speed of the Southern Dynasty general was unprecedentedly fast. He almost didn't have time to raise the hammer in his hand to resist. Wei Sheng's iron cone had reached his chest. He subconsciously retreated back. There was an agile guard in front of him immediately formed a row of human walls. Although he didn't have time to be careful in the face of his hurry, the scimitar and shield in his hand could also form a solid wall. If Wei Sheng continued to rush forward, he would definitely hit the wall hard.

But Wei Sheng did not mean to stop. He took a step forward, raised his hand, fired his gun, pulled his gun, and took another step forward. It was like the standard movement of millions of soldiers from the north and the south in the practice day after day. However, after being tempered in the martial arts field and the battlefield, this movement had reached the state of great ingenuity. Wei Sheng took four steps forward and stabbed his iron cone at his opponent four times. Each movement was as clear as the coach practiced in the martial arts field, making people see any subtleties of him, but no one could avoid this shot that seemed to be neither powerful nor fast and incompetent.

Wei Sheng stabbed the four guards in front of him in a blink of an eye and continued to rush towards Jun Buhua without hesitation. Jun Buhua raised the hammer in his hand to seal it, but still retreated unconsciously. Wei Sheng did not give him the opportunity to retreat calmly. He stepped forward and stabbed two enemy troops in front with two spears. Wei Sheng's guards rushed forward and started a melee with Jun Buhua's tribe, leaving the enemy with no time to take care of the embarrassing retreat of the opponent's general. Wei Sheng was fighting with Jun Buhua in the battle of the chaotic army. Jun Buhua became more and more heartbroken as he retreated. He practiced martial arts since childhood and grew up on the battlefield. He once fought with four first-class warriors of Khwarezm alone and killed the four people, but this was the first time he encountered such a battle that had no chance to counterattack within dozens of steps.

Just when he was helpless, a close friend next to him who had been following him for many years shouted loudly and pounced towards Wei Sheng. Wei Sheng turned slightly and stabbed him in a diagonal stab, hitting the ribs of his followers. But this pounce that sacrificed his life gave Jun Buhua a one-tenth chance to win. His feet stood steadily as if they were nailed to the ground, saw Wei Sheng's flaws, raised the iron bones in his hand, and roared with all his life's strength.

The news that the prince-consored Jun Buhua died was spreading in the Mongolian army on the front line like a plague, but it did not cause the morale of the Mongolian army to collapse. Jun Buhua, who fought desperately, interrupted the right arm of the powerful commander of the Song Dynasty with his own strength, making his right hand, who was used to use a spear, unable to move. Wei Sheng's injury became the turning point of the battle. The Mongolian army bravely launched an attack on the Song army and successfully occupied several streets and alleys in the southwest city. If it weren't for Chen

Guang ordered dozens of eagle-shock cannons from the eastern and northern positions to be temporarily transported, artillery was set up in the alley, and personally led the general army to the front line, and ordered the retreating one to be killed, perhaps the Mongolian army had now advanced to the near Ezhou Prefecture. In any case, the progress that the Mongolian army had been looking forward to for many days finally came true. In the city's offensive and defense, the kung fu outside the city wall accounted for about 99%. Once it broke into the city, it was only a matter of time to capture the whole city.

Mengge then ordered a rest. He wanted to withdraw the Qiexue commando, which had exhausted his strength, and replace it with a new force, and to reach the situation in one fell swoop tomorrow. Some people complained about it at that time. They believed that the situation had finally made a breakthrough, so why not take this opportunity to organize night attacks and quickly attack the city without giving the Song people a chance to breathe. Any Mongolian general in the era of Lao Khan or even the era of Ogedei would make such a conclusion. If they relaxed a little at this time, the situation might change unpredictably.

But Mengge knew that the Mongolian soldiers in the prosperous Central Plains and the Western Regions no longer had the tenacious combat power of the past. After breaking into the city, they were interested in robbing the property of the residents in the city rather than fighting desperately with the Song army. More importantly, the gunpowder in front had been used up. Without the support of muskets and fire meteors, the current Mongolian army even refused to attack the deer antlers and horse-resisted horses on the front. This was far from the Mongolian athletes who broke through the 300,000 elite Jin Kingdom of Jin by just using the iron spear under the crotch. But in this situation, Mengge could only stop the offensive and temporarily collect gunpowder from the army to send it to the front line for replenishment. Only after the ammunition was supplied could a new offensive be launched.

However, for the Song army in the city, this day's delay gave them a chance to save their lives. When Ezhou City was rebuilt, it was completely preserved. This was a city built on the top of a mountain. It was easy to defend but difficult to attack. Chen Guang now had to gradually retreat his limited troops to the old city. The injured Wei Sheng was still unconscious and was carried into the old city. The main streets and alleys were piled with stones and trees and blocked them, and temporarily set up resistance points on some solid buildings. But Chen Guang always knew that these temporary measures were just to continue his last breath for the dying Ezhou City. If Ma Zheng Yunming, the chief commander of the Song army, did not take action, Ezhou might not have a tomorrow.

With this idea, Li Tingzhi, who was temporarily from the Nanyang Economic and Military Command, rushed to the front line to listen to the call. Naturally, he did not witness the critical situation in Ezhou with his own eyes, but the successive military newspapers pointed to an obvious fact that Ezhou could no longer stand.

At this time, Zheng Yunming was still playing backgammon with Liu Kezhuang calmly, which really made Li Tingzhi feel unreasonable. Seeing his husband slowly moving a black chess piece towards the bottom line, it seemed that his biggest opponent was no longer the Mongolian army but Mr. Liu in front of him. All the civil and military officials under the tent showed a look, but who dared to stand up and criticize famous officials in the world at this time?

Of course, only Li Tingzhi came by himself. He is the youngest aide to everyone. He has been following Zheng Yunming for a long time. Although he has made many contributions, he is far inferior to everyone under the tent. He has won his wife and son. He is the most careless person. Since he has no concern, he will not look back on his speech.

He walked out of the queue and asked loudly to the supervisor on the seat, "Young Master is happy with black and white. Have you forgotten that there are still 400,000 vicious Hu Qi in Jiangbei to be driven out?"

Zheng Yunming raised his eyes and looked at him, and the black man in his hand still moved one square forward.

This arrogant attitude towards subordinates, which he had never experienced, aroused Li Tingzhi's anger. He took a step forward and raised his voice a little further: "In the morning, Ezhou used the beacon to convey the news that the city walls were lost in many places. The Mongolian army had occupied several places in the Ezhou urban area. Wei Dutong was injured, and our army had to retreat to the old city. At this moment when his life was hanging on the line, my husband was safe and could do nothing. Do you have to wait until Ezhou fell before he could perform his husband's strategy of peace and rebellion?"

Zheng Yunming still looked at the chessboard and said without hesitation: "I am in trouble when I am fighting, and I am led by the enemy, which is done by the non-national savant."
Chapter completed!