Chapter 30 Bad Moves

The gentleman felt that his life was very hard.

When he was young, he protected Chu Shen from open guns and hidden arrows, but he didn't die;

When he became a crane and changed the law, how many people poked the villain behind his back and cursed him not to die, and he didn't die;

Later, he was convicted and imprisoned, and he was beheaded in an ironclad manner, but he still did not die;

Later, he was frail and sickly, lost a pair of legs, and fainted several times, but in the end he still looked good.

"Your Highness, just rest assured, I'm afraid that this time, I won't be able to die in the next place. So he didn't forget to say to Chu Fengge in a daze. "Under ...... It's hard. ”

Yes, he's very hard.

So there is not even the right to die.

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The garrison was panting and looking hasteed, apparently in a hurry. Wei Heming was silent for a moment, and then asked, "How many people are there?"

The garrison said: "There are tens of thousands of them, and the brothers are all defending to the death, but they are just ...... There are not enough people, but I'm afraid it won't last long......"

The prisoners gasped: "Tens of thousands, where did they get so many people?"

"I'm afraid of today's wine...... I can't drink it" Heming put down the wine cup in his hand, and his face was calm. "The thieves have hit the city, we have retreated and have no way to retreat, please take Wu Hook for the time being, and defend this city with me. ”

After speaking, he had already gotten up and left the table, and began to instruct the few garrisons who came to report the news: "Order, order people to go to Beijing immediately for help, and the rest of the people will wait to defend Xuzhou, and those who retreat will be killed!"

The garrison was ordered, and the steps of departure were hurried.

He Lan raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, and strode up to follow Wei Heming: "Does Xie Yuanlang have a plan?"

Wei Heming shook his head: "Let's go to the city wall first." ”

Song Yi stared at the wine cup for a long time, suddenly smiled, drank the wine, jumped out of the case, and caught up with the two of them in three steps: "You should wait for my brother and me - just you are a sick and a little doll, don't let them laugh at the fact that there is no one in our country!"

Where did this matter be said to the two of them, it was clearly said to everyone present, and the prisoners drank the wine in their cups one by one, and hurried forward.

Xuzhou has not had a war for nearly a hundred years, only the moat is still intact in the equipment of defending the city, and the rest may not be used, the bandits under the city set up a ladder to climb up, and the soldiers guarding the head of the city attacked back with arrows, and killed the soldiers who climbed up the ladder one by one.

The chief soldier no longer has the arrogant look he had at the beginning, he is red from his face to his neck, his expression is hideous, and he roars at the top of his voice to give orders, the voice is like thunder, and it really has a bit of the momentum of the local general soldier.

Seeing that a group of prisoners had gone up to the city wall, the chief soldier drove them down with big knives: "What are you doll scholars doing here, go quickly, don't make trouble!"

Wei Heming frowned and said, "We heard that someone was attacking the city, so we came to see if there was anything we could do to help." ”

The chief soldier shouted at his soldiers again, and scolded Wei He: "Don't be scared and toss, thank God, the hairy boy really treats himself as a messenger?"

Song Yi's heart was on fire when he heard this, so he handed his neck to the general soldier: "You cut! You cut it! If you don't let us interfere in this matter, I will die here today, I want to see how you explain to the Jingshi!"

Where did the chief soldier dare to really cut down, he was so angry that he stared at him, but he refused to give in.

Taking advantage of their stalemate, Wei Heming stepped forward and snatched the general soldier's talisman and drew his sword with his backhand. The general soldier couldn't react in time, and was actually stabbed in front of the neck by a sword.

Wei Heming's expression was solemn: "You admit it, or not, I, Wei Heming, am the disaster relief messenger appointed by the saint, and I will bear all the consequences, if you dare to obstruct official business and hinder me, don't blame me for military law." ”

"You're ......!" the general soldier gritted his teeth in hatred.

Wei Heming scolded sharply: "Stand down!"

The chief soldier scolded and walked to the other side to defend the city, and it was strange that the city would not be captured.

Wei Heming also knew that this was not the best solution, but in a hurry, he really had no way to subdue this general soldier in a short time.

This was the first time that the scholars had seen the so-called war.

Song Yi asked: "Why are there only arrows and no rolling stones?"

The chief soldier sneered on the side: "Xuzhou hasn't fought for so long, what are you doing with the rolling stones?"

Song Yi glared at him, watching the battle situation become more and more anxious, but he felt that he couldn't help anything, so he couldn't help but be a little anxious, and almost wanted to roll up his sleeves and rush up to fight those bandits directly.

The general soldier looked at him with mockery on the sidelines.

Wei Heming stared at the situation on the city wall, turned his head and said, "He Lan, you take a few people to organize the people in the city, if there are not enough soldiers, the men will make up for it." ”

He Lan nodded, but some of the prisoners looked quite hesitant: "I'm just afraid...... The people would not respond. ”

Wei Heming said: "Then you tell them that this is not a national war, these bandits are originally extremely vicious people from the mountains, and they have absolutely no intention of buying the hearts of the people, once they enter the city, they are afraid that the consequences are unimaginable." ”

To put it bluntly, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, this group of bandits is trying to get money and food, and when they enter the city, what good results can this group of people have?

He Lan nodded, and ordered a few of the sharpest tongues to go down. But he suddenly turned his gaze to Chu Shen: "I also hope that His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince will help me and wait." ”

Chu Shen, who was originally standing on the city wall and looking into the distance, was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that I only have this use." ”

Only the identity of the fifth son of the emperor remains.

Chu Shen subconsciously went to look at Wei Heming, but he only saw the immature side face that belonged to the young man, and his eyebrows were full of caution.

Wei Heming briefly distributed his forces before turning to a few prisoners and said, "Please also work together." ”

One of the prisoners asked, "I remember that there is still fire oil in the storehouse, why don't you dip the arrow in the fire oil and light it to shoot?"

Someone immediately shook his head: "It's not good, we don't have much stock of hot oil, even if we save it, we won't get much." ”

"That'...... Shall we take the troops out to harass us?"

"Who's going to lead the troops?"

Several of them were refuted by their own people, and the irony of the general soldiers on the side was almost on their faces.

At this time, there was a humane: "I once read that the book of soldiers said that boiling water and hot oil can be boiled and poured from the city. ”

The prisoners looked at each other.

Wei Heming said: "This plan is feasible. ”

So the prisoners divided their labor, transferred water and oil, ordered the people to boil the water for a moment, and then splashed the boiling water down with a huge horse spoon, and the bandits on the ladder were burned one by one, and let go of their climbing hands, and rolled down from the half-wall.

For a moment, the pressure on the wall dropped sharply, and the soldiers looked at their wolf appearance, and they all felt relieved.

All the prisoners celebrated, but Wei Heming had a calm face: "No, we won't be able to last long if we go on like this, where can we get so much water and oil for us to squander?"

Xuzhou is not close to water, and most of the people dig wells at home to draw water, and the water source is insufficient, let alone splashing such a big pot and cauldron for them.

The prisoners began to rack their brains again.

At this time, I heard Song Yi ask quietly: "Why don't you ...... We switched to ...... The corpse of water and rice?"

There was an instant silence on the walls.

"What did you say?" asked him with a face spread out.

"The corpse of water and rice...... It is...... Yexiang!!" Song Yi jumped up, thinking that this method was feasible. "We don't have water, but we have it in every household! Not only people! Livestock too! Farming in the manure tank!"

All the prisoners seemed to be frozen, looking at each other, and no one would say anything.

Wei Heming was also shocked for a moment, and coughed twice: "This plan...... I think...... It's feasible, it's better to ......"

Song Yi seemed to have cleared the trick: "That's right! We can also add these oil and water to it, boil it together, and boil it for a few more pots." ”

When the prisoners thought that this thing was going to be boiled in a pot, they suddenly shivered, and couldn't help but stay away from Song Yi.

"I don't think so," Wei Heming cleared his throat. "I see that there is sewage in the drainage canals in the city, so it is better to mix it with the sewage......

This is a very poisonous plan!

The eyes of the prisoners were fixed on Wei Heming's face again.

Wei Heming didn't face a war before, but it was the first time he had made such a bad move, and he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed: "This ...... If it's okay, go ahead...... For the people of Xuzhou. He couldn't help but add the last sentence, after all, he could still understand the sluggish spirit of this group of prisoners.

So the prisoners took action again, and the tanks of dung and water were collected and transported to the city, and the people who were in charge of boiling the water were also stupid.

"Your Excellency...... You say...... Cook this?" the folk almost wanted to cry. "This thing is cooked...... This tastes ......."

Wei Heming solemnly handed him a cloth towel.

Of course, this cloth was actually useless, and after a while, the smell wafting out of these dozens of cauldrons smoked the people on the city wall.

I'm afraid that the bandits under the city can smell this.

There were already climbing bandits shouting, "Those turtle grandchildren are pooping on our heads!"

The soldiers on the city walls looked at them with pity, and if it was as simple as, they would be too happy......

"Throw it down!" the soldiers pinched their noses with one hand and poured hot dung water with the other, cursing in their mouths. "Smoke this group of kings and eight calves to death, so that they have nothing to do!"

The bandits below were doused with hot dung water.

Everyone looked down with palpitations, and the chief soldier looked at this group of prisoners with an indescribable reverence in his eyes: Damn, you are worthy of being a scholar, and you can think of such a trick