"Beat the drums and raise the flags!" Xiong Tingbi knew the importance of momentum and gave the order decisively.
Amid the sound of passionate war drums, the governor's flag was erected high on the city gate tower and swayed slowly, pointing to each defensive section of the city wall.
The general's flag fluttered in the wind, and every time it pointed to a defensive post, a flag would be raised and waved to salute the commander-in-chief.
As the headquarters' flags waved, the soldiers, led by officers of all ranks, raised their weapons and shouted battle cries. The enthusiastic voices were inspiring and infectious, as if they could not demonstrate their fighting spirit and courage without such voices.
Shouts rose and fell, spreading along the city walls. The soldiers inside could no longer hold back and joined in the shouting. Finally, even the volunteers joined in, creating an overwhelming atmosphere of high spirits.
Zhao Mengzi's face flushed red as he repeatedly raised his spear above his head, surrounded by his equally excited comrades. Only those who were there could understand that in this frenzied atmosphere, no one could remain calm.
The banner of the governor finally stopped waving, and the sound of war drums also stopped, but the lingering sound made people's blood boil.
Xiong Tingbi stroked his beard and smiled. With such morale, what should the Jiannu people fear?
The Later Jin army approaching the city wall was frightened by the sudden waving of flags and thunderous shouts. They involuntarily slowed down their pace and their momentum was lost.
"Beat the drums, sound the horns." The old slave was so angry that he almost urged his horse to beat the officer in front. Although he was also very shocked, the shit was already at his buttocks, how could he hold it back?
Amid the somewhat vicious sound of drums and trumpets, the Later Jin army advanced faster.
The old slave's eyes widened as he stared at the banner of the governor flying above the city without blinking. After being shocked, he was filled with doubt and uncertainty.
Is the Bear Barbarian in the city?! Or is he just bluffing, trying to scare this Khan away with a huge flag?
But now, the exact situation no longer mattered. The siege, long prepared, was imminent, and there was no retreat.
Even if Xiong Manzi is in the city, this Khan will storm the city walls and chop off his head. No, this Khan will capture him alive and cut him into pieces.
Thinking of this, the old slave straightened up on his horse, narrowed his eyes slightly, and shot a fierce light in his eyes.
"The banner of the governor! It turns out the bear barbarian is hiding in the city." Manggurtai leaned closer to Huang Taiji and lowered his voice. "I said Wang Huazhen was a weakling. How could he be so capable of defending the city?"
Huang Taiji frowned slightly and warned in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense. This may be a bluff to embolden the defenders in the city."
Manggurtai curled his lips and stopped talking, but he was muttering in his heart: Apart from Xiong Manzi, who could be so bad? If I count on my fingers, I can't find anyone else in Liaodong and Liaoxi!
Boom! A ball of fire burst out from the top of the city wall, and a general cannon roared first, announcing the official start of the tragic offensive and defensive battle.
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The sea is calm, peaceful and lazy, giving people the illusion that they are leisurely sailing on a lake.
Fatty Zhao leaned on the side of the boat, looking at the sea in the distance that merged into one with the sky, and smiled foolishly.
Zhang Junneng was holding a gun, huddled under the side of the boat, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Zhang Zongbao sat nearby, fiddling with a few shells he had picked up from somewhere. They were brightly colored and looked pretty.
"Hey!" Zhang Junneng suddenly slapped his thigh, making a loud noise that scared Fatty Zhao. Zhang Zongbao also turned his head in surprise.
"I remember it now. I really remember it now." Zhang Junneng looked as if he suddenly understood everything.
Looking up at his fellow sufferers, who were all bewildered and surprised, he said, "Do you know who that skinny guy is who keeps looking at us with his eyes brimming with rage?"
Fatty Zhao shook his head, and Zhang Zongbao curled his lips, "Who the hell knows? I've never seen it before."
"I've met him once." Zhang Junneng blinked and said, "It was half a year ago. It was just a brief encounter. I don't have a very deep impression of him."
Fatty Zhao hurriedly asked, "Who is that? Standing there like a crab?"
Zhang Junneng pursed his lips, pretending to pause and keep the audience in suspense before slowly saying, "Have you heard of the hero Xu from the west of the city? He's a big shot in the circle of young masters in the capital."
"Him?!" Zhang Zongbao widened his eyes in disbelief.
Zhao Huizu scratched his chubby face and said, "Xu Hongyu, the third son of Duke Wei's family, that bastard."
Zhang Junneng chuckled twice and said, "Yes, that's the bastard who claimed to stand up for the weak and fight against violence, and beat up many young masters."
Speaking of Xu Hongyu, he was also a unique individual. Born into the Duke of Wei's family, his ancestor was Xu Da, one of the founding heroes of the state. His family background was even more prominent than that of Fatty Zhao and the others.
During the reign of Emperor Jianwen, Zhu Di launched the Jingnan Rebellion, which caused a split within the Xu family. Xu Huizu, the heir to the Duke of Wei, supported Emperor Jianwen, while Xu Da's youngest son, Xu Zengshou, firmly supported his brother-in-law Zhu Di.
When Zhu Di crossed the Yangtze River and approached Nanjing, Emperor Jianwen was furious and executed Xu Zengshou, and his whereabouts have been unknown since then.
After Zhu Di ascended the throne, he ordered that Xu Zengshou be posthumously awarded the title of Duke of Dingguo, with an official salary of 2,500 dan, and a red-lettered iron certificate, which was to be inherited by Xu Zengshou's son Xu Jingchang.
However, Duke of Wei Xu Huizu stayed alone at his father's ancestral temple and did not go to greet Zhu Di. In anger, Zhu Di stripped Xu Huizu of his title and imprisoned him in his private residence, and later imprisoned him. Xu Huizu died unyielding.
Xu Huizu's sister, Empress Xu, Zhu Di's wife, was very embarrassed about her brother's affairs, but she did not dare to plead for her brother until her death, and died of depression soon after.
After a few years, Zhu Di missed his deceased wife very much. In addition, his father-in-law was the first meritorious minister of the founding of the country, so he issued an edict ordering Xu Huizu's eldest son Xu Qin to inherit the title of Duke of Wei and restore his salary.
At this point, there were two dukes in the Xu Da family at the same time.
After Zhu Di moved the capital to Beijing, the lineage of Duke Ding followed him north, while the lineage of Duke Wei stayed in Nanjing, and their descendants lived separately in the two capitals.
Xu Hongyu was not the eldest son. Although he did not inherit the Dukedom of Wei, he was also a typical second-generation rich man. He did not have to worry about food and drink and could be a typical playboy.
But no one knew what was going on in his head, probably because of the books he read and the stories he heard, but he was determined to become a world-famous hero whose name would be recorded in history books.
Well, being a knight should be the ideal or psychological sustenance of many people, especially young people.
With great passion, wandering around the world, punishing the strong and helping the weak, suppressing violence and protecting the good, with a sword in hand, you can hold your head high and be heroic. This is a kind of sentiment, and it makes people excited just thinking about it!
Therefore, Xu Hongyu, as a "dandy" with ideals and ambitions who keeps striving for them, is also a "dandy" who dislikes other dandies and often beats them with his fists and arms.
Several years after leaving Nanjing, Xu Hongyu had been visiting renowned teachers and learning from experienced people. Needless to say, his martial arts skills were truly remarkable, demonstrating his dedication. Despite his thin figure, even three or five ordinary men wouldn't be a match for him.
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