Fu Huaigu was worried, he heard that someone in the city released cold arrows, is this worth it? What the trapped city is most afraid of is not the lack of food and clothing, but the low morale and the mutiny of the battalion.

There are four elements of this low morale, one is that there is no help for a long time, one is that the plague is rampant, one is killing people for food, and the other is that there is change in the city.

If someone in this city puts cold arrows and has not caught them, it will be fatal, and everyone in the soldiers is in danger, for fear that someone will come behind them, and they will not be able to sleep at night and eat peacefully. Over time, there is still a fart morale in the team?

So this Fu Huaigu immediately went to the city wall to investigate, he carefully observed and asked the wounded soldier to ask, but he always felt that something was wrong, because no matter what, there was no shooting angle in the city, and from his many years of experience in leading the army, this cold arrow was definitely not shot from the city.

But if it's from outside the city?

It is still the point of many years of experience, seeing the enemy camp in the distance, which is already three or five hundred feet away, this is the soldier who is not so capable of shooting at the head of the city in that place.

There was no shelter under the walls ahead, so where did the crossbow come from?

Fu Huaigu stood on the city wall and watched, and suddenly only heard a whooshing sound, and then he felt a sharp pain coming, and looked down to find that a crossbow arrow was firmly inserted in his arm......

It hurts......

But as the commander-in-chief, he had to endure even if he broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly took a few steps back, and left the city tower surrounded by soldiers.

"Raise your shield! Raise the shield! ”

With the angry roar when he left, the soldiers on the city wall quickly raised their shields, and Song Beiyun, who saw this scene, turned his head to the soldiers who were opening the game and spread his hands helplessly: "Oh, it's not playing." ”

"Alas......"

The soldiers who lost the money hung their heads, and those who won the money were elated. But what makes them even happier is that Yun Shuai's crossbow is too strong, right?

That's three or five hundred zhang away, this arrow can still have the power to hurt the enemy, if it is within a hundred zhang, it doesn't mean where to hit?

This thing is a treasure...... Super baby.

"By the way, this thing has to be kept secret, if you don't keep it a secret, just wait for this thing to be shot through the chest that day."

This is not Song Beiyun to scare them, although this compound bow and crossbow is advanced, it is not impossible to imitate, as long as there is a little bit of a skilled master can figure out its principle.

The materials on it are all replaceable, even if they are not as good as Song Beiyun's, but if they are made, they will still be powerful enough.

These soldiers are not stupid, they naturally know this truth, after all, if this thing is lost, the first one to die will be himself.

And after verifying the power of the new equipment, Song Beiyun was quite happy, this thing can be installed on a large scale, especially the composite crossbow, and then further transformation and strengthening, mainly to complete the improvement of the loading speed and replacement parts, then the infantry can completely play the effect of World War I positional warfare, and then match the cannon......

Perfect!

However, correspondingly, the musket system still needs to be developed, after all, the crossbow arrow is a crossbow arrow in the end, and it is to touch the butt of a hot weapon, and if it wants to compete with a hot weapon in the real sense, it is not even worthy of lifting shoes.

But even so, even the slightest improvement and innovation is no less than a super earthquake in this era of slow technological progress. For example, from no stirrups to stirrups, from no steel to steel.

At this moment, on the other side, Fu Huaigu, the guard general of Hengyang, was lying in the room, and a doctor was carefully dissecting the flesh and blood to take out the crossbow arrows.

The sharp pain left him in a semi-dazed state, and the crossbow bolt embedded in the flesh bit his flesh mercilessly.

"Dashuai, you have to hold back."

After Na Langzhong finished speaking, he pulled out a crossbow arrow that was still sticking to the flesh and blood, Fu Huaigu let out a wail from his throat, this Zheng Zheng man actually fainted in pain, and Na Langzhong hurriedly applied gold sore medicine to him, and then bandaged it.

"Lang Zhong, how is the handsome?"

When he walked out of the door, Fu Huaigu's soldiers asked nervously, and Na Langzhong just sighed and said: "Now that there is little medicine in the city, whether you can survive the catastrophe depends on the commander himself." ”

"Hey! Abominable Song Dog! The general scolded angrily: "If it weren't for the Song soldiers, how could there be such a thing!" ”

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and then he thought that the big marshal had to deal with the matter of the cold arrow at the head of the city to make such a moth, he walked out full of anger, and scolded the commander in charge of the security in the city on the spot, and said a lot of ugly things because he was emotional.

The commander had grievances in his heart but he couldn't say anything, but he didn't expect that Fu Huaigu's cronies' temper would become more and more scolding, and he went up and gave the commander a slap, and said in a dialect: "If there is a next time, you will definitely have to move your head!" ”

The commander didn't dare to say much, so he could only wait silently for the other party to vent his temper, and then retreat silently. But as soon as the general thought of Fu Huaigu's injury, the uneasy feeling in his chest boiled and churned, and he walked out with a knife.

After he went out, he killed several patrol leaders one after another, and whipped the lieutenant general on duty in the city defense with twenty lashes. After scolding the waste, he returned to Fu Huaigu and waited.

At this time, Fu Huaigu had already begun to have a fever, his eyes were closed, his forehead and face were full of sweat, and his body became crimson because of the fever.

As the night wore on, Fu Huaigu began to talk nonsense, waving his arm that could still move from time to time, as if he was about to catch something, but finally put it down softly.

Seeing that the handsome man who used to gallop on the battlefield has now become like this, the general who is a close confidant is in a state of unwarranted anger.

He walked back and forth in front of the hall, and whenever the doctor came out of it, he would ask him how he was doing.

But...... The situation is really not good, if Fu Huaigu's high fever has not subsided before dawn, his life will be in danger, and the herbs in the city are already insufficient......

"No, I'll lead someone to rush out!" The general said indignantly: "We must fight a bloody way, at least to save the life of the commander." ”

With that, he turned around and went out again. As a deputy general, when Fu Huaigu was not there, he was the biggest person, and he immediately ordered his troops and horses to go out of the city to surprise attack the Song Beiyun Department, so as to kill a bloody road.

"Open the gates!"

"I'm sorry, General Xue, no one can leave the city without the order of the commander!"

The city gate guard stood there and looked at him condescendingly, his eyes firm: "Even you are the same, I only believe in the handsome!" ”

"Bastard thing! Open your eyes and see who I am! ”

"I see, but even you need to have a commander, this is the commander's order!"

The general waved the horsewhip in his hand and pointed to the city: "Bastard! I think you want to vote for the Song army! ”

"Hahaha, General Xue, it seems that who wants to vote for Song?"

One stuck to the city gate, the other rushed to the doctor, and the two sides gathered together, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

This general can't say that Fu Huaigu was injured and in a coma, the reason is actually the same as Song Beiyun can't get sick, whoever has the backbone in front of the two armies is gone, and whose organization and morale will be directly cleared.

So at this moment, even if the general was anxious, he could only keep his mouth shut, but if he delayed any longer, he would not be able to break through and get medicine for Fu Huaigu, I am afraid that he would ......

"Are you open or not!"

His tone became impatient, but the man on the tower was also angry, and after hearing this threatening words, he raised his hand: "Take a bow!" ”

The soldiers who were originally defending the city turned in unison, and their bows and arrows were aimed at the soldiers below, until this time, an entourage under Fu Huaigu's hand ran over and hurriedly shouted: "The commander has an order, no internal fighting!" ”

After seeing the man, the general snorted coldly and turned his horse's head away from the base of the city wall, and the guard on the city wall also turned his face away with a cold face.

The general hurried back to the marshal's mansion, when he saw Fu Huaigu, he was still in a high fever, but his consciousness was much clearer than just now, after Fu Huaigu saw the general, he sighed and said softly: "I know that you will do that, don't be impatient." ”

"Da Shuai ......" The general's tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes: "But your illness ......"

"Do your best, know the destiny of heaven......" Fu Huaigu trembled and helped him sit up: "Since God let me be injured by a stray arrow, this is my destiny." If I can't, you're in charge...... Shuai Yin ......"

"Dashuai!" The general was already crying: "You have to hold on!" The last general is willing to fetch medicine for you, even if it is in exchange for your life. ”

Fu Huaigu shook his head slightly, but before he could speak again, he had already fainted again, and the general was actually a little at a loss when he stepped forward......

"Lang Zhong !!"

Summoned Lang Zhong, the general grabbed him by the neck: "If you can't save the handsome!" Today next year will be your day of death! ”

Na Langzhong is also helpless, but at the time of the siege, he also has no good solution......

The sky outside gradually brightened, Fu Huaigu looked more and more weak, these days of fatigue and yesterday's arrow wound, so that this veteran of the year of the sixtieth year was a little unbearable.

At this moment, Song Beiyun woke up because the bed was too hard to sleep, he sat outside and pulled out a few black taro eggs from the ashes of the stove last night, and came to the door to enjoy the sunrise while eating.

Xiao Yu appeared beside him at some point, Song Beiyun glanced at him and laughed: "Xiao Yu, if you are a girl, you are really beautiful." ”

"This ......" Xiao Yu smiled a little embarrassed: "How about the next life?" ”

"Hahahaha...... Good, good, good. Song Beiyun smiled and ate a taro: "By the way, I didn't finish telling you yesterday, didn't you ask me why I had cold and heat after being injured?" Come on, come on, I'll tell you what infection is. ”