Lingzhou is almost five days away from Fuzhou. But Ning Chen was competing for time with the Grand Master, so he marched in a hurry all the way. In addition, the soldiers were lightly armed, so it took less than four days to arrive. The army was stationed in a valley thirty miles away from Fuzhou City. "General Ning, the gates of Fuzhou City are locked and the city is heavily guarded..." In a camp, a scout was reporting on the situation in Yuzhou City. Yuan Long, Pan Yucheng and others couldn't help but frown. Ning Chen was not surprised. The people sent by Emperor Xuan to Fuzhou had already alerted the enemy, so it was normal for Chang Chengyun to be on guard. The full name of Zuo Xiang was Chang Chengyun, but everyone was used to calling him Zuo Xiang... Even Emperor Xuan couldn't change this for a while. Yuan Long asked: "When will the people from the supply camp arrive?"
The baggage camp is responsible for provisions, siege vehicles, ladders, etc. These things are very heavy and the journey is slow. It will take at least two days to wait for the baggage camp to arrive. Ning Chen stood up and said, "You guys stay where you are, I'll go talk to Mr. Zuo Xiang." Pan Yucheng was shocked, "No, the leftist faction hates you so much that you can't go." "Don't worry! I will take a thousand musketeers with me and ride fast horses... nothing will happen to me." "The key is that it will take two days for the baggage camp to arrive. Even if they arrive, we don't have many people, so we may not be able to break through the city gate... I have to go see if there is any other way to enter Fuzhou City." Pan Yucheng said: "Then I will go with you!" Ning Chen nodded. "I'll go too!" Feng Qizheng said. Ning Chen has no objection. Mu Anbang and Yuan Long stayed. Ning Chen, Pan Yucheng, and Feng Qizheng led a thousand musketeers and rode fast horses straight to Fuzhou City. From a distance, you can see the majestic gates of Fuzhou City. “You really know how to build!” Ning Chen complained. On both sides of the majestic city gate are city walls extending out... The city walls are close to the mountains on both sides. The mountains are smooth and are basically cliffs. It is impossible to climb over the mountains to enter Fuzhou City. Ning Chen really admires the craftsmen in this world. He can build a city wall more than ten meters high using only rammed earth. The key is that the city wall is twenty or thirty meters wide, and it is simply a mountain. If you want to conquer a city, you have to either break through the gate and rush in, or take a ladder to the top of the city. There is no other way.
Because of this city wall, it’s useless even if you blast it with artillery. As Ning Chen and others approached, horns sounded on the city wall... This was an early warning of an enemy attack. Ning Chen led his army and stopped five or six hundred steps away from the city gate. This distance is beyond the range of the bow and arrow. Even if the bow and arrow can hit, the force is almost negligible. Ning Chen looked at the magnificent city gate in front of him and thought about how to attack it? "How to fight?" Pan Yucheng's scalp went numb looking at Chengguan in front of him. If you want to attack the city, you have to pile them with heads. But now he only has more than 20,000 people, so there is no chance at all. Feng Qizheng, who was usually heartless, was also worried at this time, "Ning Chen, this time you are boasting too much... With just over 20,000 of us, it will be difficult to take down Fuzhou City." Ning Chen looked calm and already had an idea in his mind. At this moment, a fat figure climbed onto the city wall. Although the distance was far away, Ning Chen still recognized Zuo Xiang. "Old Feng, you have a loud voice, please greet the left prime minister and see if he can hear you?" Feng Qizheng nodded, took a few steps forward, moved his luck to his Dantian, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Chang Chengyun, Ning Chen asked me to greet your mother." Ning Chen's expression suddenly froze, and there was a black line on his forehead. "Ning Chen, you little bastard, sooner or later I will cut you into pieces." Several neat voices came from afar. This is the shouting soldier. There are no loudspeakers in this world, and communication basically relies on shouting. Just find a few soldiers with large lung capacity and high voices, and shout in unison to convey the words of the commanders of both sides to the other side. Ning Chen didn't bring a shouting soldier this time, but Feng Qizheng's big trumpet was enough... This guy is strong, has a loud voice, and has a large lung capacity. He can stand up to several shouting soldiers by himself. Chang Chengyun's propaganda soldier shouted: "Ning Chen, don't be arrogant! In a few days, you will die without a burial place." "With your more than 20,000 troops, you can capture my Fuzhou City. Stop dreaming." Feng Qi turned around, "How should I reply?" Ning Chen smiled and said, "Tell him that we will meet soon." Feng Qi was raising his voice to convey Ning Chen's words to the left minister.
Chang Chengyun's messenger shouted: "Ning Chen, I'm waiting for you here in Yuzhou City... If you dare to come, I will make sure you never come back." Ning Chen said indifferently: "Tell him that I will take his life with my own hands... and scold him to relieve his anger." "How to scold?" "Just use it as you like...with your mother as the center, your relatives as the radius, and your ancestors as the goal. If you round up the curse, how can you curse it if it sounds ugly?" Feng Qizheng said oh, and then yelled at the top of his lungs, making the curse as unpleasant as possible. On top of the city, Chang Chengyun's nose was crooked with anger, and his fat body was trembling with anger. "You, are you dead? Scold me back..." The shouting soldiers looked at each other, how could they curse? Zuo Xiang was trembling with anger and said angrily: "Scold me for greeting Ning Chen's mother and saying that his mother died miserably..." The shouting soldier opened his mouth, only to close it again the next second. Zuo Xiang was so angry that his eyes went dark, his fat body was shaking, and he almost fell down and fainted. Because before he could scold, Ning Chen had already run away with his men, leaving in a cloud of dust. A typical scolding and running away. "Little bastard, little bastard...I must cut you into pieces and grind your bones to dust..." Zuo Xiang was so angry that his eyes turned red and he roared at the top of his voice. ...... "Ning Chen, why are we running? I haven't scolded you enough...cough, cough cough..." Feng Qizheng hadn't finished speaking when he started coughing violently. Just now, his throat was hoarse from scolding, and now when he spoke, his throat was sore and itchy. "Are you okay?" Feng Qizheng shook his head. Ning Chen smiled and said, "Why don't you run and wait for him to scold you back?" Pan Yucheng frowned and said in a deep voice, "Zuo Xiang is also a man who has led an army. This kind of provocation will not work on him. But now he is hiding in the city and won't come out. What should we do?" Ning Chen smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I have a way!" Pan Yucheng's eyes lit up, "You have thought of a way? What is it?" "Bet your life!" Pan Yucheng was confused, "What do you mean?" Ning Chen said in a deep voice, "I have a way to enter the city, but how many people can survive in the end is up to fate!"
Relying on siege vehicles and ladders to attack the city... For people like them, it is undoubtedly a foolish dream. Pan Yucheng asked, "Do you want to go up the mountain and down the cliff?" Ning Chen shook his head, "Let's not talk about whether the soldiers have the ability to climb the cliffs. Even if they do, they don't have such a long rope... Even if there is a rope, I'm afraid we will be shot to death by arrows before we land." "Then how do you plan to enter the city?" Ning Chen smiled calmly and said, "I said, gamble your life! If you want to enter the city alive, it depends on who is more lucky?"