Tan Hong already had a scheming case in his mind, and there were still some details to consider. Although he dare not say it was a perfect solution, Tan Hong still had to try hard.

"What are you waiting for? Are you waiting to die?"

Before Tan Hong could turn around and give orders, a loud roar rang out from the head of Wanxian City. After hearing the shout from behind, Tan Hong turned his head to see. Before he could see the scene behind him clearly, a man suddenly pounced on his back and knocked Tan Hong, who was already weak, to the ground. At the same time, the man was still shouting anxiously: "Come and help!"

It was Xiong Lan who rushed over.

Under Xiong Lan's greeting, other Wanxian officers also reacted. After these days of subtle influence, although everyone did not feel it, Xiong Lan had actually become the leader of everyone and had some appeal among the group of Wanxian surrendered troops. Every time everyone was at a loss, Xiong Lan could stand up as the leader. After hearing his urging, the person who could not make a decision was still confused, but someone ran up to help hold Tan Hong down.

"Get the rope quickly and tie him up quickly." Although the howling cold wind kept passing through the head of Wanxian City, Xiong Lan was already sweating profusely. This time, she let Tan Hong come out and seemed to be making a wrong bet. I don't know if it was time to change the door immediately. Just now, Tan Hong stared at the city and said that the Qing army would be defeated. Xiong Lan heard it in her ears, and pointed and urged everyone to take the people with gestures. However, some people didn't understand his gestures or understood them, but they were still hesitating - after all, it was not easy to turn against each other like turning over books. Seeing this, Xiong Lan did not wait anymore, and made the loud shout just now, and rushed towards Tan Hong without hesitation.

Xiong Lan did not expect that she would make a mistake in betting. This bet was wrong. If she didn't turn against the Ming army, she had to run away quickly and escape far before Deng Ming came back. However, this was not Xiong Lan's style of doing things. He worked so hard for so long and tried his best to convince the people from the North Bank camp to return to Wanxian, and led everyone out of the city to surrender Deng Ming, and then took the risk of letting Tan Hong out of prison... Xiong Lan was certainly unwilling to be in a waste after some effort. Tan Hong wanted to fight, and the same was true for Xiong Lan.

The surrendered officials on the city wall tied Tan Hong into a big dumpling again, and the man holding the rope also apologized while tied it up: "I'm sorry, the marquis, I apologize to the marquis. Marquis, please bear it."

Tan Hong, who had no ability to resist, finally started cursing this time. After scolding for a while, he shouted again: "You are capricious. Can Prince Han spare you if you surrender again? Don't forget that you just surrendered once two days ago! You followed Xiong Lan to surrender again. Can Prince Han not cut you into pieces?"

"It's not a problem for the Marquis to worry." Xiong Lan said indifferently.

After tied up Tan Hong, Xiong Lan pulled him to the stairs with the rope, while spitting and shouting to her accomplices:

"You guys, go and change all the flags!"

"You guys, follow me to the county government!"

...

In the lobby of the county government, Tan Hong's relatives were enjoying the freshly cooked rice porridge or small mouthfuls, tentatively biting the boiled steamed cakes that had just been served. Around them, the soldiers arranged by Xiong Lan were diligently serving them tea and water, and smiled and letting them eat slowly without rushing. Although there was only a small amount of food, they immediately gave them new energy. The few people who were the first to jump into the pit in Nandaying were still weak, but they had already discussed it. After eating a soft cake, they went to the city to guard Tan Hong. After being hungry for so long, it was impossible to bring the fine grain soft cakes to the front of them. But unless they were desperate, they would dare to eat Haisai and die.

After only a few bites, a noise suddenly came from outside the county government. Then the messy steps reached the door. Tan Hong's guards looked up blankly and saw Xiong Lan leading a group of people to rush in with murderous intent.

"The officers and soldiers will win, and the thief Tan will be defeated." Xiong Lan had no time to explain more to her accomplices in the county government. After outlining the upcoming situation in the simplest words, Xiong Lan pointed to those who were still biting the cake and shouted: "Take all these Tartars and put them in our prison!"

Everyone was shocked, and suddenly everyone jumped up as if they were whipped by a whip. The soldiers of the North Camp who had just nodded and bowed suddenly showed their fierce light on their faces, turned around and rushed towards the Nanban guards sitting on the chairs. The Nanban guards did not surrender, and also jumped up one after another and rushed towards the cake baskets beside them.

They were so hungry that they were about to die of breath. They finally smelled the food. At this time, the guards were thinking of eating another bite. When they were pressed to the ground, they were still stuffing the bread into their mouths with great effort.

"Thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven..." Xiong Lan quickly lit the number of prisoners to confirm that no one could escape. The last prisoner who was pulled over was tied behind his hands, and he was still biting a cake in his mouth. He looked up and tried hard to swallow the food at his mouth.

Xiong Lan reached out and pinched the corner of the cake, pulled it hard, tore off half of the cake that was still outside her mouth, and threw it back into the cake basket.

"Bear thief, please have fun with grandpa..." The guy who had the cake on his mouth was taken away had been dragged out of the hall. He swallowed the point he had in his mouth, and a shrill shout came from outside.

Xiong Lan turned a deaf ear to this. He hurriedly explained to the person in charge of the county government: "Hurry up and pick dozens of people with loud voices and shirtlessness to come to the top of the city to listen to it. The remaining people prepare the meals to welcome His Highness back to the city."

The person in charge of the county government office was named Pu Fan. Not long ago, he was just an ordinary friend. After Tan Hong was defeated and the army was in chaos, he was promoted by Xiong Lan and is now a small leader in Wanxian Town. After Xiong Lan hurriedly left the county government office, Pu Fan hurriedly arranged the tasks assigned by the superiors, and arranged all the work, and then sighed easily, with a sense of satisfaction after work.

Looking around the empty county hall, Pu Fan looked at the messy seats, as well as the overturned porridge bowls and cake baskets, and couldn't help feeling distressed. He held the cake basket in one hand and carefully picked up the broken cakes on the ground with the other. Picking up the food on the ground, Pu Fan remembered how poor his family was when he was young. Not to mention such good fine grains, even a grain of coarse grain residue was reluctant to throw away. Neighbors in the village would automatically avoid bowls and jars to avoid damage. How could the precious grain be ruined?

When he was young, his parents and elders taught Pu Fan earnestly that people should be faithful and keep their words in mind, otherwise they would have no friends. All the bosses in the world liked loyal and honest men. In the past twenty years, Pu Fan did this. He worked as a firefighter in Tan Hongjun for so long and never cheated. Everyone knew that he worked diligently, honestly and kindly to others... Until a few days ago, the Marquis suddenly said that from then on, everyone was not the Ming army, but the Qing army. This incident made Pu Fan confused for several days: His ancestors were from the Ming Dynasty for generations, so why did he shave his head and become a Tartar at once?

While Park Fan was still wandering, the Marquis sent him to Beiying. The people in Beiying were not popular, but the soldiers of Beiying also had to eat, so they could not live without the husband. After two days of shame for the Ming Dynasty, he heard that the Marquis had been captured. For this reason, Park Fan secretly shed tears. In any case, the Marquis had always been giving him some food to eat in the past few years. Before the tears were dry, Xiong Barbarian shouted to surrender to the Ming army. The officers were convinced by Xiong Barbarian. How could Park Fan, a little husband, object? Even if he felt guilty, could only hide this dissatisfaction in his heart.

Park Fan trembled and did the work assigned by Xiong Barbarian. Unexpectedly, Xiong Barbarian praised him for his hard work and not being afraid of fatigue, so he promoted him all the way. In a few days, Park Fan became one of the top figures in the Chef team. Today, when Xiong Barbarian rushed into the county government and ordered Tan Hong and his subordinates to be released, Park Fan felt that this matter seemed a bit inappropriate: Prince Han is a good man and has not pursued everyone's guilt. He will turn his back after leaving the city. Even if the tea leaves are cold, it cannot be so fast, right? But Xiong Lan's orders still carried out without fail.

After seeing Tan Hong's personal guards, Park Fan began to feel ashamed again. No matter what these people say, they are old comrades-in-arms. For many years, the brothers in the camp have only been hungry for a few days. Park Fan feels that he should have secretly sent them some food a few days ago. For a humble guy like Park Fan, the personal guards usually call him around, and of course they will not give them any good looks today. Park Fan is not angry at all. His smile on his face is not pretending. He really thinks that he is sorry for these brothers. He must compensate for the chance in the future and atone for his sins. He is originally betrayed Mr. Tan, and it is nothing if he is rolled his eyes first.

Unexpectedly, Xiong Lan rushed in again. When she heard Xiong Lan's order to tie people up, Park Fan's head was dizzy and obeyed the execution reflexively, and rushed to those who were still full of guilt. When subduing these bears, Park Fan still viciously pinched their throats and cheeks, and snatched the bread they had bitten into their mouths. Park Fan himself didn't know that the fierce light on his face at that time made his companions around him feel bleak.

Now when he recalled the desperate gazes of those who were stolen from his mouth, Park Fan felt a burst of sadness, but at that time he could only be happy and felt that he had shown his skills in front of Xiong Baek.

"Why did we become like this?" Park Fan hugged his head and felt very confused. His life in just a few days was even more varied than in the past twenty years. Park Fan subverted his past code of conduct, and the changes surprised the people around him. However, in just a few days, Park Fan changed from an unknown little character to a well-known member of the Wanxian Chefu. Just now, Xiong Ba always praised him for his courage to do things, and said that hundreds of kids in Wanxian Town will be under his control from today. If he did a good job, Xiong Lan would ask him to lead a team of soldiers to try it out - that would be an officer.

"Head! We're here!"

When Park Fan was worried, a group of people walked into the house to interrupt his thoughts. The leading guys were all small leaders who Park Fan had just picked out from his hands, and led a group of big-sleeved, round-waisted people to report to Park Fan.

"Follow me." Park Fan jumped up. Anyway, his brain was not enough, and he couldn't figure out many things, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He threw his sorrow behind his head, and his whole body was full of energy: "Go to the city and go to Master Zhuo to listen!"

...

Deng Ming heard a new round of loud drums behind him, and he tied his horse and looked back. It was true that the Ming army began to attack.

Not only Deng Ming and others noticed this movement. Some of the enemy soldiers who were chasing each other slowly heard the drums and turned around and pointed in the direction of the Ming army. However, most of them did not notice and continued to chase Deng Ming.

"Stop, let's wait here for a while." Deng Ming looked around and asked Zhao Tianba: "If we stick to here, how long can we last?"

"The Tartars cannot attack in a short time," Zhao Tianba looked at the crowds of people chasing, some had already begun to climb to the heights where they were, while others ran around the heights, trying to catch the road ahead of Deng Ming: "I wonder if Mr. Zhou Qian and the others can arrive in a short time."

"Okay, I believe Mr. Zhou Qian is fine." The Qing army is much stronger than its own. Although everything goes well until now, most of the Qing army has been lured out by themselves, Deng Ming was still very worried that the Qing army would turn around and rescue the master general. He led the guard to the highest point of the hill, then jumped off his horse and drew his sword in his hand: "Everyone, if the army cannot win, how can we survive alone!"

Zhao Tianba remembered that when Deng Ming heard from Deng Ming that in the battle of Zhengcunba, King Yan Zhu Di led more than 100 people to attract the main force of the official army to run around the big circle. At that time, Zheng He was one of the more than 100 people. The official army was all elite of the Southern Army. Tens of thousands of infantry and cavalry abandoned the chief general Li Jinglong to chase Zhu Di. When the official army approached the King of Yan several times, the leading generals were all killed by Zheng He. Although Deng Ming had only a few words, the thrillingness was imagined. It was precisely this way that Zhu Di held the main force of the Southern Army tightly. From the beginning to the end, no one thought of going back to rescue Li Jinglong and the camp. At this time, Zhao Tianba saw some Qing army slow down and seemed to be hesitant. Who dared to say that there would not be more enemies to follow?

"Your Highness said very well," Zhao Tianba loudly agreed: "When fighting, fight!"

Seeing that Prince Han no longer continued to flee, but dismounted at the top of the hill, the chasing Qing army suddenly burst into joy: It was obvious that Prince Han was trapped and had no way to escape, so he had to fight to trap beasts on the top of the mountain. After chasing from the river, most of the Qing soldiers were already quite tired, but after seeing Prince Han finally fell into the encirclement, they didn't have time to rest and continue to move forward. The cheers they made overwhelmed the sound of golden drums coming from behind, and all the soldiers stared at the front again. Just in front of them, Prince Han stood on the top of the mountain with a few followers. The black Qing army was climbing up the hillside, quickly forming an encirclement, shortening the distance between them.

"Cabinet war, there should be room for circumference, otherwise it would be better to walk on horseback than to ride a horse." Seeing the dense Qing soldiers climbing up the mountainside, Zhao Tianba said to Deng Ming: "Your Highness is here to sit here and see the low position to defeat the enemy."

After saying that, Zhao Tianba brought ten cavalry on horseback and launched an attack on the enemy army closest to the top of the mountain. Although there were not many ten cavalrymen, everyone was brave. The Qing army bent down to climb the mountain was already panting, and with the idea of ​​receiving rewards, he barely supported himself. When he saw the eleven cavalry shouting and rushing down from a high place, many people didn't even have the strength to raise their guns to fight.

Zhao Tianba rushed into the enemy formation, slashed his horse, and in a blink of an eye, he put the Qing soldiers in the front to the ground. The Ming cavalry beside him also slashed and killed. The Qing soldiers originally thought they had the chance to win and were ready to take the people easily, but unexpectedly, the Ming army was so fierce that the fantasy in their hearts disappeared without a trace.

As soon as the morale of the Qing soldiers was relieved, they turned around and retreated to the group of companions behind them. Zhao Tianba did not chase after him. Seeing that the enemy troops had already forced them to retreat ten steps, he immediately turned his head back to the top of the mountain, waved his hand to signal the people who had rushed with him to rest for a while, and rushed towards the enemy troops on the other side with the other ten people.

After repeated rushing several times, the Qing army's offensive immediately slowed down. In order to seize the merits, everyone would run as fast as they could. Now when they saw the Ming army being strong, they would get together and shout in unison to slowly push up to the top of the mountain. Zhao Tianba rushed forward several times, which allowed the Ming army and the Qing army to run for a distance, allowing the horse to run, and overwhelmed the enemy in momentum. When the Qing army no longer evacuated like before but formed a tight formation, Zhao Tianba no longer entered the enemy formation. At most, he rushed over to scare it, so that the enemy would stop or retreat backwards, thereby delaying time.

After retreating back to the top of the mountain again, Zhao Tianba stood on the horse's back and looked towards the shore. There was no sign of Tan Yi's banner there, and sand and dust were rolling on the shore. In the hazy, some people seemed to be running for the desperate situation. The ships on the river were also moving, and several of them had caught fire.

"Mr. Zhou Qian should have succeeded. After waiting for a while, he will come to help His Highness relieve the siege." Zhao Tianba loudly ordered the flag bearer and four other people: "You protect your highness, and the rest and I will block the enemy soldiers."

The Qing army's formation is now very tight, and the rushing has no effect. At the same time, the encirclement has been narrowed. The Ming army only has a circle of territory surrounding the top of the mountain. Even if they want to rushing, the horses do not have enough distance to accelerate, let alone everyone's mounts are starting to get tired.

Zhao Tianba changed his strategy and asked others to try their best to maintain the front line. He ran around the encirclement and went forward to help when he saw where there was a lot of pressure. Zhao Tianba shouted loudly, danced a long spear in his hand and kept stabbing the enemy soldiers in front of him, blocking the Qing soldiers outside and daring to advance.

The Qing soldiers in the front row were all the fastest running along the way. Many people threw away their armor and had no protection. Facing Zhao Tianba who was like a fierce god, they couldn't help but feel timid, so they just shouted, but did not attack desperately - Prince Han was already in the circle at the end of their way, and there were so many Qing soldiers from all directions, and as long as there were a few attacks on the top of the mountain, they would win. Save some energy and grab them and catch Prince Han at that time. If you rush forward desperately, you will lose money before the victory, even if you don't die, what should you do if the Ming army's attention is attracted to him, and the companions on the opposite side rushed up the mountain to catch Prince Han?

The Qing soldiers on the innermost side of the encirclement did not rush up. The companions who were blocked by them, including Tan Yi's personal guards, were so anxious that they cursed and urged the people in front to pounce on them as soon as possible, or they would retreat and give up their positions.
Chapter completed!