Two days later, a sentinel came to report that some of the barbarians in the wall could no longer support it and wanted to surrender. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When all the people in the tent heard this, they were overjoyed, and they all hurried out of the camp and walked up to the high platform by the wall.

They looked down intently, and saw more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground inside the wall, all of them with brand new knife wounds. Another man was leaning against the wall, trembling and speaking in a vague and reluctant barbarian language, as if pleading.

The white-haired elder led more than a dozen people with snake-tail knives to slowly approach this person, although these people were pale and pale due to lack of water and hunger, but their steps were still steady, and they walked to the side of the person against the wall, one person and one knife, and the blood was splashed with screams. In a matter of moments, the man was in a different place and fell to the ground.

Then, the white-haired elder looked up at General Qi on the wall and said, "This is the fate of the traitors, Qi Dog, we will never surrender!" ”

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yuan and the generals didn't say anything, turned around and got off the high platform.

The sun rose and the moon set, and on the fourth day, early in the morning a sentinel came to report that half of the people within the walls were dead, and that the bodies of a dozen or so men had been killed before, and that it was now stinking with flies and a number of carrion-eating vultures hovering overhead. The living people have no strength, and they all crawl there, only the breath that comes out and the air that goes in, and it is estimated that after a few hours, they will all die inside.

"Smack!" Zhao Yuan clenched his fist with his right hand and slammed it on the bookcase.

Don't blame him for being irritable, if all the people inside are dead, isn't it a busy life? Not only that, but the Great Qi army also left a bad reputation for torturing and killing prisoners of war in the hearts of the people. What's even more infuriating is that in this way, he has achieved the reputation of the barbarian's martyrdom, which is really lifting a stone and shooting himself in the foot.

In any case, he must make a final effort before all men die.

Ascending the high platform again, the scene inside the wall is roughly the same as that described by the sentinel, which can be described as hell on earth.

Zhao Yuan saw the white-haired elder at a glance, he was not dead yet, sitting there crookedly. As soon as he saw Zhao Yuan, there seemed to be a brilliance in his eyes, and he slowly crawled forward, and the other living people, as long as they could still move, all followed their elders to crawl forward. Crawling a foot away from the wall, the white-haired elder shouted, "Throw it at the man in the roaring gold armor!" Immediately, these people threw the snake tail knife in their hands towards Zhao Yuan.

Although he used all his strength, after all, he had been hungry for four days, and most of the knives fell without even crossing the wall, and only a snake-tailed knife not only jumped out of the wall, but also came straight to Zhao Yuan's door.

Zhao Yuan didn't expect a knife to fly out at all, he was defenseless, and when he saw the shadow of the knife, it was too late, he could only subconsciously dodge and get out of the way, but the knife still hit his golden armor and hung on the lower armor lock.

At this time, a thought flashed through Zhao Yuan's mind, he quickly covered the knife in front of his chest, as if he had been stabbed by a snaketail knife, and staggered back a few steps.

Fu Yue saw it from the sidelines, knowing that his father was not injured at all, but when he saw Zhao Yuan making such a move, he immediately came over to cooperate: "Father, how are you?" Where is the wound? ”

Zhao Yuan didn't say anything, and walked to the wall with his support.

The people inside the wall didn't have hope, but they were extremely resentful, and they wanted to vent their anger before dying, but they didn't expect to really hit Zhao Yuan. At this time, they did not have a look of excitement, because the crime of assassinating the emperor should be sentenced to death.

The torture of the past few days had consumed their wills as thin as paper, and now they had to suffer more pain before they died, and their eyes could not help but show fear.

Seeing their expressions, the stone in Zhao Yuan's heart fell to the ground.

He made a painful expression on his face and said, "I didn't expect these barbarians to have such strength, they are really gods." ”

Fu Yue said with words on the side: "These people are rebellious, and they are all killed, right?" ”

Zhao Yuan waved his hand and said, "No, no." I have the most loyal martyrs in my life, and I must not harm the lives of these righteous men today! ”

Fu Yue said: "My father can't be injured in vain, these people must die." ”

Zhao Yuan said loudly: "Daring, let these people go, prepare enough dry food and horses, and send them back to the cottage." ”

As soon as Zhao Yuan said that he was going to let them go, the dying faces of these barbarians actually flashed with brilliance, and the desire to survive was overflowing.

Seeing this scene, Fu Yue knew that he had to do enough drama, so he admonished even more: "Father, you can't let them go!" Your magnanimity, these people may not remember, if you will take revenge in the future, it will be too late to regret! ”

Zhao Yuan said: "Bold! Today, I must release these righteous people, needless to say! ”

Fuyue said: "Father think twice! ”

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After a "dispute", Zhao Yuan and Fuyue returned to the big tent, and there were constantly reports from Tanma, who were following the barbarians, saying that the people living in the snake tail knife formation drank water and took dry food after coming out, and got on the horse and went to the cottage. They didn't dare to take the big road, they all took the small road, and occasionally encountered Huaiyang people passing by on the way, and these barbarians turned their backs with shame.

There are also letters from the people of Huaiyang, saying that some Huaiyang people are hiding in the dense forest and see the scene of Zhao Yuan being injured but letting go of the barbarians, they are greatly moved, and after returning to the city, they want to spread the word, and they all secretly praise Emperor Xiaoya's measurement and generosity.

The people in the tent breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the news, and their faces showed joy, and Zhao Yuan said to the generals: "Aiqing have been working hard these days, and there are Fuyue on night patrols, so you all go back to the tent early to rest." ”

Before his words fell, another horse came to the tent and reported that Guze City was quietly gathering troops in the past few days, and it seemed that there was an initiative to attack.

After hearing this, Zhao Yuan said to the guards: "Enter the city!" ”

Birds swept through the trees, silently, like a westerly wind.

In the moonlight, under the layers of foliage, a group of cavalry on the forest path was speeding through the dense forest. In order to conceal themselves, all the bells on the horses were removed, and the people on the horses were all dressed in dark night clothes, without torches, and tried to keep their voices as low as possible, like black smoke rolling forward between strange rocks and ancient trees.

Finally arrived at the Hutai Gate in the south of Huaiyang City. The gates opened silently, and the cavalry rushed in, and when all the cavalry had entered, the gates closed softly behind them.

Zhao Yuan and Fuyue climbed the southern city wall, and the general guarding the city came to salute: "I didn't know that Your Majesty was coming, and I didn't welcome the holy car from afar, and the ministers deserved to die." Zhao Yuan waved his hand to stop him from talking, but asked straight to the point: "How many troops have been assembled in Guze City now?" ”

The general who defended the city replied: "In the past few days, the armies of the three major pillar states have slowly assembled towards Guze City from the mountains in the west and the waterways in the south, and each time they arrive in the middle of the night, hidden in the mountains and dense forests thirty miles away from the city. Today, there are about 300,000 troops. ”