It is certainly a wise man to prepare for the future in this life, but after all, everyone lives in the present. If you make your current life unsmooth for something that has not happened yet, it is better to live better in the present.

As for the future, go shit.

After Li Xin returned to the coach's tent, Zhao Jia had already passed the order. He Song, who was shot in the left arm, and Ye Mao, who was not injured yet, arrived at the coach's tent together, and both of them were a little angry.

Among them, He Song was the most angry.

He stood in front of Li Xin and gritted his teeth and said, "General Li, it was agreed that anyone would go to attack the city. Although my Zhechong Mansion had many casualties today, I can still gather 5,000 people to continue to attack the city tomorrow. Why did the general stop attacking the city after only half a day?"

Previously, when Li Xin was planning a strategy, all the Zhechong Commander and Guoyi Commander were involved. Everyone knew that the siege was to cover the "rebel army" of Hanzhou Prefecture. At that time, everyone understood Li Xin's strategic intention. At this time, Li Xin suddenly ordered the siege to stop, which made He Song particularly uncomprehensible.

He thought Li Xin looked down on his Zhechong Mansion.

Marquis Jing'an sat in the handsome position, looked at He Song lightly, and finally spoke slowly: "In just half a day, nearly half of your five thousand people will be killed or injured. If you continue to fight, will He Song die in Mianzhu City tomorrow one day?"

"If you die, you will die."

He Song was a little excited. He said loudly: "We are in the army, and we are in the corpse of horses and corpses. Since the last general is willing to come out of Duke Chen's mansion, he never thought about going back alive!"

He half-kneeled down, lowered his head and fist, and said in a deep voice: "General Li, the last general asks for battle!"

Ye Mao, who was standing behind He Song, also knelt down and said loudly: "General, Uncle He is injured, so he should not fight again, but the last general is the Zhechong Commander of the Zhechong Mansion in Fangshan. The last general asks for a fight!"

He patted his chest heavily and said in a deep voice: "The injuries he suffered a few days ago have been healed. Now all the members of the Fangshan Zhechong Mansion of the Mo General rushed forward. If the Duke of the Siechong is lying behind and lying on the bed, then the face of Duke Chen's Mansion will be thrown away by the Mo!"

He no longer knelt on one knee, but knelt on the ground with his knees together and kowtowed to Li Xin heavily.

"General, my grandfather has always said that you are the fifth brother of our Ye family. If the general really recognizes my grandfather as his teacher, please send the last general to fight!"

"If Ye Mao could turn his head back this time, then Ye Mao would not deserve to take the title of Duke Chen!"

Ye Sheng, Duke of Chen, was extremely irritable when he was young. He often fought with others when he had disagreements. Subtly, the descendants of the Ye family, including the Ye family's subordinates, all learned some bad tempers. At this moment, the two people were very excited, and they were very impressed that they would die in the coach's tent if they had disagreements.

Marquis Jing'an sat in the coach's position with a expressionless face.

"You asked enough?"

Both of them knelt on the ground, bowing their heads and silently.

Li Xin, who was originally calm, changed color and patted the table heavily.

"You dare to say that you are from the Ye family!"

"When I was worshipping Master Ye as my teacher, the first thing Mr. Ye said was that military orders were like a mountain!"

"In this Fucheng, I am the master general, and whatever I say is what I say, you two shouted in my handsome tent. Do you not fight for you? You will bring Fangshan Zhechong Mansion to mutiny?"

In the eyes of everyone around him, Li Xin can be regarded as a good-tempered person. He almost never gets angry on weekdays. He frowned at most when encountering things, and looked gentle to everyone.

But often this kind of person is the most scary when he gets angry.

This time, not only did He Song lower his head and stop talking, but the brave young master Ye Mao also shuddered and lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

Facing a arrogant soldier and powerful general, it is useless to be a good gentleman. At critical moments, you must suppress them, otherwise no one will listen to anything you say.

Marquis Jing'an's face was as deep as water.

"If you fight for you, Fangshan Zhechong Mansion will be killed in seven days. I have ordered you to do whatever you say. Have you heard it?"

Ye Mao and He Song both lowered their heads and said in a deep voice: "Let's wait, follow the general's order!"

Li Xin had no expression on his face.

He looked up at Ye Mao and asked, "The wound on your body is really healed?"

Ye Mao immediately got up from the ground, looked around for a while, then picked up a chair in Li Xinshuai's tent, pulled out his hands, and easily dismantled the chair in half.

After Li Xin got angry, the young master became much more honest. He lowered his eyebrows and said with his eyes pleasingly: "Uncle Master, look, my body is really big."

Ye Mao was injured while attacking Fucheng. Although he was shot and bleeding a lot, he did not hurt his bones. Ye Mao was in his prime again, and his wounds were completely healed in more than ten days.

Li Xin narrowed his eyes and waved his hand to retreat to the others in the coach's tent, leaving only Ye Mao and He Song, and said in a deep voice: "You two will listen. Tomorrow night, the west gate of Mianzhu City will open!"

After Li Xin said this, he glanced at the reactions of the two people. He Song looked calm, while Ye Maoze did not react much, but just listened to Li Xin's words seriously.

"At that time, it will be your Fangshan Zhechong Mansion's main attacker. You will be invading into Mianzhu City to meet those thieves. Do you dare not?"

He Song was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything.

But Ye Mao believed 100% of what Li Xin said. He immediately looked excited and laughed: "It turns out that Uncle Master had a way to break the city. Now he is most afraid of their crossbows on the city tower. If Uncle Master has a way to break the Mianzhu city gate, he will take Mianzhu for you one night!"

Li Xin said in a muffled voice: "There are at least about 20,000 rebels in the Pingnan Army in the city."

Ye Mao scratched his head and finally grinned.

"Then give me some time, at most, the night after tomorrow, I will beat Mianzhu down."

Li Xin took a deep breath and nodded slowly.

"Then you go down and prepare. As soon as it dark tomorrow night, Fangshan Zhechong Mansion will start to attack the city!"

Ye Mao was full of excitement and reached out to pull him and said something else. He Song left the handsome tent.

Zhao Jia stood beside Li Xin, looked at his boss deeply, and finally said nothing.

...

Finally, while the young master was waiting for the rest of his life, the next evening arrived as scheduled.

Five thousand people came out of Fangshan Zhechong Mansion, led by Ye Mao himself and ambushed near the gate of Mianzhu City.

At this time, it was not completely dark.

But it is almost New Year's time, and the winter nightfall is soon spreading.

When the sky was completely dark, everything was quiet.

Because there was a fierce battle not long ago, even on a winter night, there were still many Pingnan soldiers patrolling the city gate tower in Mianzhu.

Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed in the quiet night!

A loud bang followed closely by this light!

"boom!"

The loud thunderous sound made the whole Mianzhu wake up from the middle of the night.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the wooden gate of Mianzhu City was blown up a gap!

Ye Mao, who had been ambushing for a long time, was like a wild wolf who saw his prey, holding a spear and shouted with a sudden shout.

"Brothers, Mianzhu has broken the city, follow me!"

Mr. Ye took the lead.

On the earth slope not far away, Marquis Jing'an slowly put down the "Thousand Mile Mile Mile" in his hand.

"The rebels are unethical, and there is a man who acts as a simplified person, which leads to thunder and fire from the sky."

At this moment, Li Xin's eyes did not look at Mianzhu, but looked at the direction of the capital and muttered to himself.
Chapter completed!