Chapter 368: Burn His Grain and Grass

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There are bits and pieces, enough for the army to eat for more than a month, but they still pretend to be relaxed and say a little bit.

He knew her character, and he would not embezzle military rations, these were her own.

"Sister. He called out softly, and then said to himself, "I will definitely defeat Fu Hong and let you bathe three times, five times a day." ”

Tears were suppressed for a long time, his throat surged, and he pursed his chapped lips, his eyes shining firmly.

Sixty-two carts of grain and grass, a convoy that stretched several zhang away, Yang Jin was dressed in a plain robe, and said to Xie Yan: "This is sent by the governor of my family, and I ask the general not to dislike it." ”

Where would Xie Yan be disgusted, and then look at Yang Jin's plain clothes stained with a lot of mud, and the cloak is thin, and then look at it, an eight-foot man, born fierce and vicious, his face is also full of exhaustion, his heart is moved, and he bows his head slightly: "This Lang Jun please use some tea in the tent, and let the brothers rest." ”

Seeing Xie Yan's politeness, Zhu Sheng laughed and said, "No, my family is Xuanjun." Realizing that he had used the wrong name, he quickly changed his words and said, "My family has ordered me to return immediately." ”

Xie Yan said with a smile: "Rest for a while, don't delay the road, and the governor of the festival will not know." Zhu Sheng looked at Yang Jin, Yang Jin arched his hand, and said loudly: "Thank you for the general's kindness, but we can't go against the yin." But seeing Xie Yanluo's somewhat guilty expression, he continued: "The battle situation is uncertain, and there are important things on the governor's side." ”

Xie Yan nodded and said, "In this case, Xie doesn't force it, but please bring some dry food and water before you go on the road." ”

Yang Jin nodded slightly, and arched his hand: "There is labor." ”

Xie Yan smiled and ordered the soldiers beside him to fetch dry food and water.

Zhu Sheng turned around with a smile and strode to the front of the team: "All the Red Armor Army, rest in place!" ”

At the sound of an order, the heavy armored cavalry of the Red Armor Army escorting grain and grass turned over and dismounted one after another, moving neatly without the slightest hesitation, cross-legged, and sitting on the ground.

Xie Yan looked at the well-trained soldiers, and couldn't help but admire in his heart, the people who are the governors of the festival are the women, but they manage the army well, which really has to be admired.

After a while, several soldiers returned with packed dry food and water and gave them to the Red Armor Army one by one.

"The third battalion of the Red Armor Army, set off." Zhu Sheng turned over and got on his horse, waved his palm, and his voice rumbled.

Yang Jin arched his hand and said, "General Xie, take care, goodbye." ”

Xie Yan returned the salute.

The iron hooves of the horses trampled on the rolling sand and ran into the distance, and then looked at the sixty-two cars in front of them, neatly and orderly.

Xie Du was very surprised when he got the news that the Red Armor Army had turned back, and the Red Armor Army had long disappeared after chasing him.

Xie Yan patted Xie Du's shoulder and said with a smile: "Fifteen, your sister deserves it." ”

I haven't even seen each other, but I just look at the style of the people around her, and I am in awe of her.

Xie Du grinned with chapped lips and said with a smile: "That's natural, I, Xie Fifteen, recognize people casually?" "That full of nobility is incisive.

On a rugged country road, the Red Armor dismounted.

Yang Jin looked sideways at Zhu Sheng: "Can you do it?" ”

Zhu Sheng pursed his lips and snorted coldly: "The governor said that I can do it, you dare to put your beak?" ”

Yang Jin knew that Yang Yu was afraid that Zhu Sheng would be impulsive and bad, so he let himself follow, and he didn't poke it, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Don't dare, don't dare, everything is up to Captain Zhu." ”

Zhu Sheng snorted very much, a smile appeared on his face, he leaned down slightly, looking at the Hu guards who were patrolling in Shouyang, but his eyebrows were twisted.

"Hey, these old nonsense people, what should I do." ”

Yang Jin smiled lowly and said, "The governor only said that we should set fire to the grain and grass of Furong, and there is no need to clash with them head-on. He rolled his eyes and said, "Let's wait for the sky to get darker." ”

Zhu Sheng only has martial arts, and his brain is not very good, but what is valuable is that he knows it himself, so he doesn't say anything, so he takes the soldiers of the third battalion of heavy armor to lie on the ground honestly, trying not to make a sound.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Jin only felt that his neck was already sore and stiff, the sky had already darkened, the lights in Shouyang City were brilliant, and the singing of the Hu people and the rhythmic drums were heard leisurely.

Zhu Sheng said in a low voice: "How is it?" Is it OK to enter the city? ”

Yang Jin shook his head slightly: "Wait." ”

"What are you waiting for! As soon as Zhu Sheng opened his mouth, his voice was loud, and everyone subconsciously looked at the Hu people guarding the door at the bottom of the slope.

A Hu man looked up at Gao Gang: "I seem to hear someone talking." ”

The other Hu man made eye contact with him, affirming that there was someone nearby, and the two guards were bold, holding cold knives, and slowly pressed their steps forward.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats, and they saw the two Hu people getting closer and closer, and there was silence on their sides, and the sound of Hu Qu in the distance became clearer and clearer, except for the sound of nervous breathing, it was the sound of the two Hu people stepping on the dead branches.

"Ah---h

A miserable cry sounded, and the two Hu people trembled with fright, and cold sweat was faint.

"What! ”

A large, pitch-black wildcat scurried out of the bushes.

"! The wild cat is called the seedling. ”

Another Hu scolded loudly: "in heat." As he spoke, he picked up a stone from the ground and threw it in the direction where the wild cat had disappeared.

"Hey, okay, okay, I must have heard it wrong, go back to the bar." ”

Another Hu man kept scolding: "What Han people talk, what nonsense!" Dog stuff! ”

"I just misheard, you scolded me for what I did." ”

"Scolding you? The Hu man raised his voice and said, "This is the camp of our Xianbei people, a dog, I will kill you, what can you do!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the Hu man really didn't speak, and shook his sleeves away angrily.

Seeing the two Hu people walking farther and farther, Yang Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhu Sheng patted his chest repeatedly: "It's my fault." ”

The red-armored sergeant on the side saw this stupid big man bowing his head and admitting his mistake, and they were relieved, and they didn't complain. If it weren't for that wild cat, these people would have to give an account in this barren mountain today.

In this way, although he didn't speak like Fang Cai, the atmosphere was extremely dull.

The night gradually darkened, and the sound of long songs and drums in the city gradually became quieter, until it disappeared completely, and the lights gradually went out a lot.

Yang Jin's whole body was already stiff, his throat surged up and down, the evening breeze was cold, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Let's go." He lowered his voice and stood up on his back.

The Red Armor Army beside him slowly stood up and followed Yang Jin's appearance.

Under the cover of night, two black-armored soldiers quickly approached the city gate from the east and west sides of the hill, and Yang Jin used his hand as a knife and ordered to command.

In an instant, the Red Armor Army moved in unison, covering Hu Ren's mouth and nose on the one hand, his hand raised and fell, the sharp blade wiped over the fragile neck, blood splashed everywhere, and Hu Ren died before he could react.

Yang Jin nodded slightly at Zhu Sheng, and the soldiers on both sides quickly sneaked under the city wall.

Bags of grain, neatly stacked, in the dark, I don't know who lit the fire first, the bright light pierced the eyes of the sour, and the thick smell of burning and the smoke gradually rose. (To be continued.) )