"But one thing is that the big households in all prefectures and counties in Hebei have invested too many businesses on the railway. The court also likes railways, which makes it easy to collect money. If someone wants to run a shipping in Hebei, they just stabbed a hornet's nest. I don't know how they will die."

Han Zhong grew up in the capital, and his father was the prime minister. He was influenced by him every day and had natural political sensitivity. Even if he sometimes became a little confused, he was very sensitive in political interests.

Chen Liu and Cen San both nodded secretly. If Han Zhong had always acted as confused as before, they might as well find an opportunity to return home to retire.

"Erlang! Uncle Six, Uncle Third."

While shouting, he ran up the bridge and hurried towards Han Zhong.

Chen Liu looked over and was the scout who had just been sent out. The youngest one was the Han family who gave birth to a child and came to Hebei with Han Zhong.

Cen San stepped forward and asked him anxiously, "Little Monkey, what happened? Where did the train go?"

"No big deal happened, it just turned over." The little monkey gasped and said everything he knew.

In fact, there was a problem with the track, and it was the Liao people who secretly did something. I didn’t notice it when I was building the road yesterday. The train was fine when I went back and forth, but today I walked it again. One side of the track was loose and both sides of the train were overturned.

The escort train was commanded by a horse army. There were more than 20 workers in the repair shop. When the car overturned, the escort first saved the people in a panic. After the people were rescued, they saw that the car could no longer be cleaned up. They jumped in a hurry and quickly sent people back to find the new car. When the new car came, they rushed to reload the falling rail parts.

Both the maintenance factory and the guards thought that the other party had sent someone to inform Han Zhong, so they did not send anyone to report the news. No one expected that they would make a huge joke.

After hearing this, Han Zhong was not in the mood to get angry. When this kind of thing was spread, outsiders would not laugh at the person involved, but would only laugh at him for being incompetent and not teaching the people below.

After some procrastination and several twists and turns, the maintenance team led by Han Zhong did not set off until noon this day.

In the afternoon heat wave, the maintenance work was finally rolled out. The railway tracks north of the Xu River were destroyed more than the south bank. Han Zhong felt that before dark, he probably couldn't go too far.

Then we will go back to Shiqiao Fort, and we should go a little further and...

Han Zhong was thinking when he saw Chen Liu walking over with a ugly face, "Erlang, it's not good."

"Why..." Han Zhong had just spoken, then his eyes widened.

Just above a hill ahead, there were a few more cavalrymen. From the perspective of combat, it was not far away. Although Han Zhong could not see their appearance clearly, he was able to distinguish their identities.

Chen Liuyi sighed, "The Liao army is here."

A few miles away, the cavalry of the Liao Kingdom quietly arrived.

At this time, Han Zhong and his party were only three miles away from the Xuhe Bridge, but it was too late to retreat. Unless Han Zhong was willing to escape alone, he could only bring cavalry and leave the road construction team. Chen Liu asked Han Zhong for his opinion, and Han Zhong immediately refused.

Before the Liao cavalry rushed over, Han Zhong and his men had just had time to clean up the repair stall.

The antlers were arranged more than yesterday afternoon, but they were far less than the security guards yesterday morning. The artillery was dragged out of the car earlier. They were placed forward, backward, left and right in the maintenance position, but the five or six thousand Liao cavalry on the opposite side could only be said to be better than nothing.

"Release the distress signal." Chen Liu gave the order without hesitation instead of Han Zhong. At this time, there was no need to take care of his face.

Han Zhong just glanced at Chen Liu, and then acknowledged Chen Liu's usurpation. He was also very clear that at this time, he must follow the opinions of experts and hand over the command power to the experienced Chen Liu.

The thick red smoke rose to the sky, and Han Zhong's men were preparing their positions at the fastest speed. There were more and more Liao troops in their sight, and many of them could even be seen as many riders began to replace horses and were ready to charge.

From the location and banner of appearance, they were five soldiers and horses with different belongings, which looked like five or six thousand people in total. They were vast and continuous, with a spreading front of them five or six miles wide, filling the front of the Song people.

On Han Zhong's side, as well as the road-building workers, there were only more than a thousand people. Han Zhong now has to fight against five or six times the enemy with more than one thousand people.

‘Have you won?’ Han Zhong asked himself.

"How can I know if I don't try it?" He whispered to himself, trying his best to calm down his heart that was beating violently.

Before Han Zhong came out, Wang Hou repeatedly told him that he must be careful, not take risks, and not be arrogant. The most important thing is to act voluntarily, and he taught Han Zhong a lesson for an hour.

With more than a thousand miscellaneous army - half of them cannot be considered an army at all - against the Khitan cavalry that was famous for suppressing the east land of Wanli. Whether it was the guards or the road guard team, every soldier's face was pale.

But Han Zhong didn't feel that he was showing off his strength, taking risks, or acting on impulse now.

He knew very well that Wang Hou would not let him fight alone. There were two or three thousand cavalry nearby. This was what Cen San told him that he was the second general on Dingzhou Road. Although Wang Hou's main force was not clear where it was, Han Zhong believed that Wang Hou would never sit in Baozhou City now.

When the bait finally lured the fish to bite the hook, Han Zhong believed that the fisherman holding the fishing rod must have been impatient.

As long as the main force of Dingzhou Road led by Wang Hou appears here and completely defeat the more than 5,000 Liao cavalry on the opposite side, the siege of Tianmen Village will probably be untied.

With the sound of iron hooves, Han Zhong's long-awaited war finally came to him.

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Liu Zhen is a Han costume.

No, he is actually a Han Chinese.

Among his companions, many were the Khitan Xi tribe and the Goryeo people, who were all ordered to have hidden packages on them. There was nowhere to be found in the crowded crowd, leaving only a short dagger.

Liu Zhen is now outside the city gate of Tianmen Village. When he looks up, he can see the bricks on the top of the city gate. This is his goal today, but he has no time to be happy.

Liu Zhen was pressed against the city gate, and there were thousands of people behind him, all squeezing forward, making him, who was in the front, as if he was pressed by a stone slab of thousands of pounds, could only breathe with difficulty. His face had to be pressed against the wide wooden strips that formed the city gate, completely deformed.

In front of him was the city gate to the north of Tianmen Village, one and a half meter high, two meter wide, and two meter wide. The outer door was a fence, with several layers of thick wooden boards that were wide with one palm, and the outside was covered with iron sheets. Liu Zhen's face was feeling the roughness of the iron wrapped in the gate. Such a fence seemed extremely thick and heavy on the top of the city, and it had to be lifted with a winch.

The inner gate is an ordinary city gate, with a wide open middle, and it looks very thick and seems to be able to block artillery.

There is more than two meters away from the inner door and the outer door, which is the thickness of the Tianmenzhai city wall. Liu Zhen expressed his optimism about the plan to blow up the city wall above.

If an enemy appears under the city, just arrange a few cannons between the inner and outer doors and fire the cannons from the gaps in the gate. No warrior can rush to the front of the city gate, and will only be beaten into meat paste as soon as he approaches.

So even though he was about to be as flat as a rat corpse in the rut, Liu Zhen was still glad that the plan he participated in was successful, borrowing a group of useless old and weak Song people to bind the hands and feet of the defenders, making them afraid to take action.

Liu Zhen squeezed in front of the door, and the city gate firmly locked the passage. He knew that the city's guards would definitely not open the door, but he was not required to open the door in the plan.

The scream of the shells came into his ears, and a thud hit the city wall. Ashes fell from the top of his head, and there was a noisy cry outside. I don’t know how many people were hit by the falling shells.

Liu Zhen was chanting Amitabha Buddha and begging his own shell not to hit him.

He was full of Han people, and everyone except him was shaking the fence desperately.

Every time the cannon sounded, their movements would become a little more crazy. Liu Zhen looked at their expressions, which were so distorted that it almost made people have nightmares at night. He was completely frightened and did not know which one was the cannon in the city or which one was the cannon outside the city.

None of the people who could squeeze into the city gate with Liu Zhen were women and children. They all looked very old but had a lot of strength. Just now, when Liu Zhen was rushing forward, he competed for the position with a few people, but almost never snatched it.

The one on the left was so old that his teeth were lost, but his muscles and bones were exposed, and he was also ruthless. He pulled the hair of the person in front, pulled the person down, and then stepped over it hard. Liu Zhen followed him and squeezed in front.

Even in Daliao, it would be better if people like this die. If the package in their hands was not thrown away, Liu Zhen would throw it directly under his feet and throw a fire lead.

They are all Han people, but Liu Zhen doesn't think they have much connection with them. They are southerners and they are Han people, which is not the same thing.

These days, Liu Zhen stole a lot from various villages, including silk, gold and silver, and a tender young boy who came out of water. Unfortunately, he was not enjoying it well, and the leader's nephew was about to leave.

If I could rush into the city first, I might be able to get it back. I don’t know if it was broken, but as long as it can be born.

Perhaps there were thousands of people squeezing the city gate. Liu Zhen could vaguely hear his ribs creaking, but the city gate was solid and a little more gunpowder must be accumulated. One pack or two packs is definitely not enough. Thirty or fifty or two or three hundred kilograms are definitely enough.

But Liu Zhen didn't have a gunpowder bag in his hand. He was now trying hard to raise his head and looked around, trying to find out that his companions were not helping, but after confirming, he quickly left in the opposite direction to avoid being affected by the fish.

A creaking sound came, and Liu Zhen suddenly widened his eyes and the city gate inside was actually opened.

The people behind immediately became turbulent, and many people opened their mouths and shouted loudly at it.

But Liu Zhen wanted to go out. If a few cannons were pushed out, the first one would die in front.

It’s a pity that he was pressed tighter and tighter, and he was about to be embedded into the outside gate.

The inner door was completely opened, but behind the door was empty, and no one was seen. Even the person who opened the door before did not show his face. There was only a small square, surrounded by high walls.

‘It’s the urn city.’ Liu Zhen thought.

The urn city is not big, only seven or eight feet a square foot, similar to the Tianxiong City he had seen. It seems that it is true that Tianxiong City learned from Tianmen Village in the Southern Dynasty.

The lack of artillery made him feel relieved. Thinking of the few robes that had been killed by artillery that he had seen before, he felt cold in his heart.

Only an iron-packed gate is left. If there is gunpowder here, a hundred pounds will be enough.

Liu Zhen thought about it, but he wanted to escape even more. Some companions must have seen it. They might not necessarily squeeze in with gunpowder bags, but they would only light a fire in a safe place, throw it into the crowd, explode a piece of it, and then rushed over to blow up the city gate.

Liu Zhen supported the gate with his arms, trying to support his body. He gritted his teeth tightly, and the veins on the forehead burst out, using all the energy to eat.

But at this time, the gate suddenly shook, and Liu Zhen's arm holding the gate also shook, and he suddenly lost his posture and slapped heavily on the fence.

Liu Zhen was so painful that his eyes turned dark, and Venus was rising. The fence squeaked up and rubbed against his skin, which almost fainted from the pain.

At this time, someone had already squatted down desperately, drilled through the gap, and rushed towards the empty wall city desperately.

Liu Zhen was stunned for a moment and did not follow them, but the gate was still rising, rubbing against his face and rose up.

The Song people behind them squeezed up desperately, tearing the people in front of them like crazy, trying to rush in quickly.

Liu Zhen was pushed and staggered two steps, passing through the gate, but he didn't stand. His body lost his balance and fear submerged him. He grabbed his hands desperately, but the half-open gate seemed to rise to the sky.

Liu Zhen fell heavily to the ground, and the severe pain almost made him irritated. He had no time to cry out for pain and wanted to get up in panic, but it was too late. A heavy body tripped on him and smashed him back to the ground.

He stepped on one foot, stepped heavily, and then another foot, countless feet stepped on Liu Zhen and rushed into the urn.

Liu Zhen opened his eyes and pressed his fingers tightly against the ground. His consciousness gradually became blurred and he completely fell into darkness.

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"The chief minister, all three city gates are open."

An officer reported to Qin Wan.

Only the west gate in front of Qin Wan has never been opened.

There are more than 200 fully armed soldiers standing upright in the urn at the West Gate.

Qin Wan was on the top of the city. He put on the bright light armor that Han Gang rewarded after making meritorious service in Hedong, held the knife in his hand, and leaned over to look at the warriors who were about to attack him.

He waved the flag beside him, and the big Qin character danced in the morning breeze. Next to him, there was a figure with a beef squid, and his belly raised his pants high. He was the deputy wise king Shu who was about to follow him to fight.
To be continued...