. Now, the people guarding the city have been replaced by his personal soldiers, so we really don’t know what happened outside the city, and how the five-li trap was set up.”
This made the people even more confused. "Now that the bombing is over and the city walls are gone, where are the Dashun people? Why don't they come to attack?"
As soon as this question was asked, someone shouted, "Look across! Look across! Are those people in black over there Dashun people?"
People looked in the direction of the sound, and saw the smoke gradually dissipate, and the endless army in the distance came into view. The people of Tongcheng took a deep breath, thinking that it was not the Dashun Army. It turned out that the Dashun people were really coming to capture Tongcheng. But why were they only standing five miles away? The bombing was over, come and fight!
The people of Tongcheng looked at the Dashun Army, and the Dashun Army also looked at the people of Tongcheng. Gradually, the people of Tongcheng began to understand. Someone boldly put forward an opinion: "The thunder that blew up the city was probably not done by the Dashun Army. In my opinion, it might have been done by that Lord Duanmu Anguo. The Wuli mechanism, his mechanism is the thunder, right? He buried the thunder in the Wuli underground, and then it exploded last night."
The crowd was shocked.
"But why did Duanmu Anguo want to bomb us? Is he bored?"
"Maybe it was accidentally detonated?"
"No, no! What do you mean by our side? Duanmu Anguo is originally from Dashun. He is not from our Sui clan at all!"
"Could it be that all this is a trap? Is it the result of Duanmu Anguo and the Dashun Army working together from the inside and outside?"
The people of Tongcheng were furious. They had come up with what they thought was the most reasonable guess about the explosion. Some people took the lead in trying to capture Duanmu Anguo alive, and some even shouted, "Duanmu Anguo lives in the cellar. I saw him running away during the earthquake yesterday. He is in the south of the city!"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the people of Tongcheng rushed to the south of the city, shouting slogans such as "Capture Duanmu Anguo alive" and "Let Duanmu Anguo be buried with the dead people of Tongcheng" to vent their anger. Even the Sui soldiers were anxious because their relatives were among the dead and injured. So they followed to look for Duanmu Anguo, not only in the south of the city, but also in every corner of Tongcheng, just to search for the old thief Duanmu.
Nothing they did escaped the eyes of the Dashun people. Under Xuan Tianming's command, the Dashun army had already rushed into the five-li destroyed minefield. Half of them stayed behind to look for people, and the other half rushed towards Tongcheng.
At this time, Duanmu Anguo was also in a very bad state. Originally, his subordinates told him that the Seventh Prince of Dashun and Princess Yu had entered the minefield. He was so happy that he shouted, and immediately sent the sharpshooters to the city wall, risking the minefield to be detonated to blow Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianhua to death. Although it was a pity that Xuan Tianming was not blown up, the weight of Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianhua was enough to make him excited.
He did not expect that the explosion in the Wuli minefield would be so shocking that the earthquake caused the underground secret room where he was hiding to collapse, forcing him to flee in embarrassment. He finally managed to avoid the earthquake for half a night, but at this time, another subordinate came to report: "Sir, the ninth prince of Dashun led a large army into the city! I saw that nearly half of them were holding what are called guns, and many of them were holding thunderbolts."
Duanmu Anguo laughed loudly and said, "You're just in time! They have guns, and so do we! They have thunder, and we also have some in stock. Go gather the troops, and we will meet the Ninth Prince in Tongcheng to see whether his thunder is more powerful or mine is stronger!"
However, before he could be happy for a while, he heard his subordinates say, "Sir, we can't assemble. Our men suffered countless casualties at the West Gate last night, and 20,000 brothers stationed on the western defense line were outflanked by Dashun during their retreat, and their entire army was wiped out. In addition, the brothers at the East Gate, South Gate, and North Gate were controlled by the original defenders of Tongcheng. The brothers with guns in their hands went to the west of the city to support Dashun's Princess Yu and the Seventh Prince after hearing that they had entered the minefield. As a result... they encountered Dashun's Shenjiying, and no one has returned except your subordinates." As he spoke, he helplessly handed the empty-chambered pistol in his hand to Duanmu Anguo, "Sir, I risked my life to come back just to tell you that the gun in our hands seems... seems to be different from the ones used by Dashun people. Theirs... is much better than ours." △≧△≧△≧△≧
"What?" Duanmu Anguo was shocked. He never expected that a battle that he was confident of winning would end up with such a result. Of his 100,000 personal soldiers, 20,000 were wiped out! Only one of the soldiers with guns and thunder came back! The soldiers at the west gate died under his own thunder! And... He stared at the gun handed over by his men. Was it different from Dashun's? Dashun's was better than his? "Tell me clearly, what's better?" He didn't bother to ask how many troops were left. The difference in guns made him feel deeply afraid. He thought that such a heaven-defying thing was hard to find in the world. It happened that Feng Yuheng had it and he had it too, so it must be the same. But he didn't expect that the other person's was better than his.
The subordinate couldn't explain what was so good about them. After thinking for a long time, he just said, "They can shoot farther than us, fight faster, and look much stronger than us." After thinking about it again, he concluded, "It's like we eat coarse grains and they eat white rice."
This is really an apt metaphor. Before Duanmu Anguo had time to carefully analyze the essential difference between coarse grains and white rice, his subordinate said again: "Sir, consider evacuating! This war cannot be fought. We don't need to risk our lives for Zong Sui."
Duanmu Anguo was old after all, and he couldn't hold it in any longer, and he started to cough loudly. He wanted to live, but he also really wanted to have a good fight with Xuan Tianming. He had been hiding for too long, and even if he was gathering strength, he couldn't do it for a few more years at his age. Moreover, the contrast between coarse grains and white rice made him suddenly realize that his so-called dormancy, his so-called adventure, and the thunderbolt he possessed for so many years were so vulnerable in front of Dashun.
He was unwilling, but the facts were before his eyes. He could already hear the sound of the Dashun Army charging in, and countless Sui people were clamoring to capture him alive as a traitor. Duanmu Anguo finally made up his mind and nodded, "Okay! Call everyone else and evacuate!"
At the east gate of the city, there was a safe passage that he had specially left, which only they knew about. Unfortunately, after finally running to the city gate, he remembered that the guards of the east gate had been replaced by the Zong Sui soldiers who were originally stationed in Tongcheng. He felt a little cold in his heart, but he still gritted his teeth and shouted to the group of soldiers: "Open the city! This general wants to leave the city!"
"Hey!" A sarcastic voice came from nowhere, "Master Duanmu, since you are already the general of Zong Sui, you should act like a general. If the enemy army comes to attack, where are you going to go if you don't lead the troops to fight?"
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