Chapter 9: The Night Is Not Closed (3)
Zhang Xiaowu fastened the short knife, saluted the robes, and went out of the house to join him with the other nine nights. Chen Tai saw that everyone's expressions were as usual, so he nodded and led everyone to the Yizi Camp Army.
Ding Yi, the military candidate, was discussing with several lieutenants under him, and when he saw that Chen Tai and his people came first, he asked Captain Luo Zhen to arrange it.
After a while, the thirty nights that were drawn from the other teams were also brought by their respective captains, and everyone nodded and took care of each other, Zhang Xiaowu didn't know any of them, so he stared at the door. After a while, Ding Yi walked out of the door and stood in front of forty Ye Buhui. didn't talk nonsense, Ding Yi waved his hand, and the soldiers brought bread and bread to share with everyone. Everyone sat on the ground, silently finished eating the bread, drank another sip of mixed wine, and then led by Luo Zhen to the west city wall, waiting for the time to come.
Zhang Xiaowu only knew a few people around him, and he didn't know him well, so he didn't say any nonsense, leaned his back against the wall, and thought about his thoughts silently as if it were daytime.
The grassland was even colder at night, with a hint of snow and ice particles mixed in the wind, and the soldiers defending the city were freezing enough, and several sergeants were keeping warm back to back. The cold wind drilled into the cracks of Zhang Xiaowu's clothes, knowing that his teeth were trembling, and it also made him miss the magical invention of autumn pants very much. Thinking of autumn pants, he suddenly felt that he lived in this era, and he did not necessarily have to be a soldier, and when the war was over, he could go to the legendary Central Plains to be a ready-to-wear store owner, specializing in selling autumn pants.
"Whew-"
In the distance, the cry of a straw wolf was heard, probably biting at a certain corpse.
At the second moment of the first month, there was only half a moon and a sky full of stars in the night sky, but the sky and the earth were not so dark, dozens of black long ropes were thrown from the city wall, and the Han army did not accept it at night and went down along the black long rope.
Unlike others, Zhang Xiaowu did not have night blindness, and after he tied the rope on his body, he was the first to go down the city wall. The city wall of Tucheng is more than three zhang high, about ten meters, although Zhang Xiaowu has some fear of heights, but there is a safety rope and he is not so worried, he carefully descended the city wall, and his behavior of taking the lead immediately attracted the praise of other soldiers.
Stepping on the sand outside the city, Zhang Xiaowu felt a particularly comfortable feeling, the last time he went out of the city was because "he" accidentally fell and let himself take away, crossing into an insignificant soldier in the Holy Han Forbidden Army, and becoming a member of this world where he couldn't even figure out the history.
Zhang Xiaowu put the knife in his mouth and walked slowly with his gaze, there were many corpses on the ground, some of them were newly dead, and some of them were already rotting. If you accidentally step on the stomach of a corpse that has been dead for many days, it will squeeze out the internal intestines and give off a strange smell. Zhang Xiaowu finally understood the reason why others were reluctant to stay at night, not because it was dangerous, but because it was too foul, and the smell of corpses made him almost vomit.
Zhang Xiaowu had to find the corpse of a newly dead Yue Clan soldier, tear the strip of cloth and stuff it into his nostrils, so he continued to look for blades and arrows. With his head down and his eyes wide, he continued to search for arrows from the corpse, and after pulling out three arrows on the ground, he saw four arrows stuck in the body of the Yueshi warrior.
"It's a good harvest." He bent over and walked over, pulled out an arrow, only to feel that his face was sprayed with hot blood, he wiped his face, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. The corpse snorted, woke up, slowly raised his head, saw the Han people around him, and was about to exclaim, Zhang Xiaowu pinched the neck of the Yue's warrior to prevent him from shouting. The man struggled and kicked at Zhang Xiaowu, Zhang Xiaowu's stomach was kicked so painfully that in a fit of rage, he hit his head with the arrow feather on the Yue's warrior's body, using his head as a hammer, and smashed the arrow deep into the Yue's warrior's body.
The warriors of the Yue clan were beaten, pinched, and kicked, all of which fell on Zhang Xiaowu, but in the end they were strangled to death. Zhang Xiaowu waited until he felt that the person's body was cold before letting go of his hand, sitting on a corpse and gasping for air. After a moment's breath, he pulled out the knife and stepped forward to stab it into the heart of the Yue Clan.
The knife stirred in his body, confirming that the Yue clan would never survive anymore, and Zhang Xiaowu was relieved.
The others returned to the city one after another, Zhang Xiaowu did not dare to delay, and after hearing the whistle, he quickly collected some weapons around, whether it was arrows or round knives, and filled bamboo baskets and quivers by the moonlight. There was still time left, and he was not in a hurry to return, but searched the pockets of the corpse for money, not to mention, he really found a lot of money.
After the weapons were collected, a leader gathered several nights together, ready to drag back the corpse of the warhorse. In fact, the sergeants in the army cherish war horses very much, so most of the sergeants do not like to eat horse meat. But now that there is a shortage of food in the city, not to mention horse meat, even the chaff has to be eaten, and dragging the dead horse back has become everyone's favorite job.
Due to Zhang Xiaowu's good night vision, the team leader asked him to lurk next to the horse's corpse in the distance, strangled the horse's head with a rope, and then pulled it over by everyone. Zhang Xiaowu cautiously climbed over, and when he saw that Inuyi did not react, he immediately tied up the war horse. After waiting for a while, they felt the rope in their hands tighten, and when they got the signal, they struggled to drag the dead horse over.
The dog sentry may have heard the voice, several people raised torches and shouted, Zhang Xiaowu turned his mind and learned to howl wolf: "Woo-woo-"
The grass wolf would often sneak over to snatch the corpse, and after hearing the wolf's howl, Inuyi relieved himself, cursed a few foreign words, and went back.
Zhang Xiaowu exhaled a big breath and approached the dead horse with everyone, several people carried the dead horse to the city wall, and the people in the city dragged the dead horse up the city wall.
One night did not accept praise and said: "Brother, you are so skillful, have you ever been a thief before?" ”
Zhang Xiaowu whispered in a hoarse voice: "I have been, a thief." ”
"What kind of thief is a heart thief?"
"Flower thief."
"Poof-" I couldn't help but be happy after a few nights, it was dangerous and hard to do it all night, and it was really a happy thing for someone to tell a few jokes.
It is not difficult to drag back the war horse, the difficulty is that there are bells and pedals on the dead horse, and in order to avoid the sound of the bells and pedals when dragging, Zhang Xiaowu had to spend a lot of time, and even changed two knives.
The dead horses were almost dragged, and Zhang Xiaowu saw a few camels, although they were larger, but they had more meat, so he discussed with the other nights and got them back. When the others saw that there was a capable person like Zhang Xiaowu leading the team, they became bolder, and the leader of the team was a leader, and said with a smile: "If you guarantee success, we will all support you." ”
"Come on, let's wait for the camel meat tomorrow." Zhang Xiaowu said with a smile.
Thanks to the efforts of the people, several dead camels were also dragged under the city wall, and the soldiers on the city wall did not know that the dead horses had been replaced by camels, so it took a lot of effort to hang the dead camels. Then everyone was dumbfounded, and a lieutenant was angry and funny: "That karmic ghost, such a big camel, didn't inform me in advance, so that the master's arm was almost broken." ”
There was also the last camel, the place where he died was a little far away, Zhang Xiaowu made a boo to everyone, and climbed over with a rope. The line went very smoothly, but just next to the camel's fur, he heard a wolf howl, and a grass wolf rushed out and pounced on Zhang Xiaowu.
At the critical moment, Zhang Xiaowu turned around to avoid the attack of the grass wolf, and then jumped up and held down the grass wolf, and the grass wolf was just about to open its mouth to bite, but Zhang Xiaowu twisted his neck. He took a closer look at the grass wolf, its gray fur should be a lone wolf. The grass wolves of Saibei tend to be in packs, and very few are lone wolves, unless they are lone wolves in the pack who have been expelled due to the defeat of the wolf king.
Fortunately, Zhang Xiaowu encountered this kind of lone wolf instead of a wolf pack, otherwise he would really have to explain here.
After disposing of the bells and ornaments on the camel and tying the ropes, Zhang Xiaowu returned with the corpse of the straw wolf. The other nights were taken aback when they saw this, Zhang Xiaowu waved the corpse of the straw wolf and said, "Have you ever eaten dog broth?" ”
"It's a wolf, isn't it?"
"Wolf meat and dog meat are all the same, dogs are domesticated wolves, and wolves are dogs that are not domesticated." Zhang Xiaowu grinned, in the dark night, his white teeth were particularly shiny.