He knew that the person at the door must be the one who stabbed Miss, and he would never let go of anyone who dared to hurt Miss.

There was a heavy thud at the door, and he pulled down the hoop with all his might.

The crashing sound stopped all at once.

Ah Fu waited quietly, he had to make sure that the enemy was dead.

It was still quiet outside the door, and there was not a sound at all.

He walked slowly to the door, stood on the stool, and pulled the door open a crack.

Before he could look out, the door was slammed open, and the door slammed him, and he fell backwards with a scream.

Li Zhan and Liu Qingyun rushed into the room.

The two ignored Ah Fu, who fell to the ground, and quickly searched several rooms.

They only found the garment, which had been punctured on the chest and right shoulder, cleanly washed and hung on a clothesline.

So they went back to the door, intending to use all means to force the dwarf to tell the killer's whereabouts.

It's too late.

Ah Fu closed his eyes happily, black blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his breathing had stopped.

He gave his life for Miss, and finally repaid Miss's great kindness, he didn't have the ability to help Miss defeat these two people, but he had the ability to protect Miss's secret, and now, no matter who wanted to let Ah Fu confide in Miss's hiding place anymore.

Li Zhan and Liu Qingyun searched every room, every wall, and even the ground in this house repeatedly, and they never found any secret passages or secret rooms.

But they found something else.

It was a beautiful painting, in which a handsome man gently hugged a beautiful woman, the man smiled cheerfully, and the woman's face showed a happy smile.

The woman was clearly the killer they saw.

At the bottom of the painting, there is a line of beautiful small characters: "Ah Tujun, you live in the south of the city, I live in the north of the city, love each other every day, and have no regrets for life!" ”

The inscription is: Mulan will never forget.

There are some curls around the edges of this painting, and I don't know how many times this Mulan has looked at it.

Liu Qingyun smiled: "We don't have to rummage around here, now that we already know who this person is, and we know where to find her, burn this place!" Liu Qingyun ordered, and he looked directly into Li Zhan's eyes: "Li Zhutou, you won't have an opinion!" ”

Li Zhan bowed and turned to light the fire.

In fact, he has a lot of opinions, he has a lot of opinions about Lord Liu's behavior of secretly stuffing the jewelry in the dresser into his arms, and he has a lot of opinions about burning this house to destroy Lord Liu's behavior of stealing the thief's dirty evidence, but as long as Lord Liu no longer kills innocents indiscriminately, no matter how big the opinion is, he can bear it.

When leaving the slum, Li Zhan looked back, the fire was soaring, reflecting some shaking figures, it was the residents of the slum who secretly went out to check to see if these people who were more terrible than robbers had left.

"Go to the north of the city!" Liu Qingyun only said three words.

Gu Weidong yawned.

Li Zhan obediently stopped talking.

"So be it!" Gu Weidong said: "Li Zhan, you are not a storyteller, this story is not good at all!" ”

Li Zhan bowed, then retreated.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't tell a story, as long as he earns money, he can't do anything.

As soon as Li Zhan retreated, Gu Weidong looked at Zuo Ci: "Young Master Tian, or Daoist Zuo, do you know what I want you to do?" ”

"I can't do it!" Zuo Ci's expression suddenly became resolute.

You can think about it with your heels, and you can imagine what Gu Weidong wants him to do? First, he admired Wei Qing very much, so he didn't want to hurt Wei Qing; Second, Wei Qing's subordinates are as capable as a cloud, and if he harms Wei Qing, he will have to die.

Therefore, he could not do it.

Gu Weidong took out a small pill from his arms and held it in his hand: "Daoist Zuo, as long as you find a chance for Wei Qing to eat this thing, this thing can be dissolved when you see water, whether it is in wine, water, or even vegetable soup, I don't believe you can't find such an opportunity!" ”

"I can't do it!" Zuo Ci repeated it again.

Gu Weidong smiled and continued: "I won't tell you your secret, if you do what I say, tattoo 100,000 taels of silver, and I can kill Li Zhan and help you keep this secret, if you don't do what I say!" The look on Gu Weidong's face changed, and it became very gloomy: "Do you know the consequences of me spreading your secret!" ”

Of course Zuo Ci knew that at least Mulan was definitely going to kill him, and he sat there, silent.

Gu Weidong forced two things into Zuo Ci's hand together: a pill and a stack of silver tickets.

Zuo Ci slowly stood up, didn't say a word, and slowly walked out of the tent.

A smile appeared on Gu Weidong's face: "Wishing you prosperity!" He said to Zuo Ci's back.

Zuo Ci has not returned to Fengyang, and Fengyang's military situation has already undergone major changes.

On the third day after the siege was re-encircled, the Han army attacked again.

This time, the Jin army did not attack again, but fought to the death with the help of the city wall.

They defeated the Han army again, but both the Jin army and the Han army knew that this was the last time the Jin army in Fengyang defeated the Han army.

Because the losses of the Jin army were very heavy, the Han army attacked the city wall several times, the Jin army almost mobilized all its strength, and even the men rushed up, so that the Han army could barely be defeated, if it was not for the snow in the sky, it was not conducive to the siege, I was afraid that the Han army would organize another wave of attacks, and the Jin army would not be able to resist at that time, and now although the Jin army finally succeeded in holding Fengyang again, there is no longer a second time, unless it can be as before, with cavalry out of the city to impact the Han army.

However, the cavalry could no longer be used, because the horses collectively refused to graze and had been hungry for two days.

No one could have imagined that Wei Qing would use tactics like this.

It's a serial scheme.

He didn't plan to let the Jin army's war horses lack forage at all, on the contrary, he hoped that the Jin army's war horses could gather more forage as soon as possible.

He sealed three sides, let go of one side, sent troops to beat grass, bought straw ropes, everything was for one thing: to make the price of grass skyrocket.

If the price of grass skyrockets, the people of Fengyang will inevitably hoard a large amount of forage, since the Jin army has so close forage to grab, where will they waste their strength to find it outside the city.

Wei Qing wanted this result, because while he sent Shi Qian to collect forage, he secretly asked Shi Qian to organize people to catch a lot of herbivorous insects and scatter them on the grass outside the south gate of the Jin Army.

A herbivorous insect can make a bundle of grass waste, as long as the war horse smells the smell of the herbivorous insect, it will not eat again, such a large amount of forage, not to mention can also be mixed with one hundred and eighty grass-fed insects, as a result, not only the grass war horse from outside the city does not eat, even the original forage war horse mixed with these grasses does not eat.

As a result, the war horses of the Jin army went on a hunger strike en masse.

Zamu's left arm was wrapped in a bandage, and the blood on the bandage had not completely stopped, and he stood in front of the stable, staring blankly at the war horse.

None of these horses had starved to death, but many of them had fallen to the ground and could not get up.

He knew that everything was over, he couldn't hold Fengyang, no matter what, within one day today: the "Immortal Division" lost 5,000 people, together with the previous losses, this immortal division was able to fight less than 3,000 people, and the most elite troops of the Dajin Empire had been abolished by the Han army, and now he knew that in fact, the real elite was not these people, but the horses they sat on, and without the horses, these people were nothing.

Crying was heard behind him.

Torre sat on the ground, crying unusually sadly.

He cried not for his men who died in battle, but for these war horses that would starve to death.

Ignoring Torre, he turned and walked towards his residence, he had something to attend to.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Zhao Yueru.

It has been like this for the past few days, every day when he goes to the city to fight or come back from inspection, he can always see Zhao Yueru standing in the courtyard, at first he thought it was just a coincidence, but after a few times, he understood, it turned out that Zhao Yueru was waiting for him, but neither he nor Zhao Yueru refused to say anything about it, so every time he came down from the city, the two people always met in the courtyard by coincidence.

Today is no exception, Zhao Yueru has been standing in the courtyard for a while, her face is red.

Zamuhe looked at Zhao Yueru, and suddenly took off the bear skin cloak on his body and draped it on Zhao Yueru's shoulders.

Zhao Yueru's face flushed, but she didn't want to refuse. Although this bearskin cloak smelled of wine and sweat, Zhao Yueru was a little moved by these smells for some reason.

"Yueru, I have to send you out of the city!" Zamuhe said.

Zhao Yueru's heart tightened twice in a row.

This was the first time Zamuhe had called her "Yueru", but at the same time, he was going to send her away.

"Can't you hold the city?" Zhao Yueru didn't ask why she was sent out of the city, she couldn't act as if she was a Han but she was reluctant to give up on the Jin people, so she changed the topic------ although the transfer was not clever.

Zha Muhe nodded, with a serious expression: "Yes, I can't hold it, Wei Qing's plan is really powerful, no matter how careful I am, I can't prevent it!" ”

Zhao Yueru sighed secretly in her heart.

Wei Qing, this name is a little unfamiliar to her now, but now it seems that Zamuhe is going to send herself to Wei Qing, and she can't refuse, otherwise it will be as if she is actually nostalgic for Zamuhe, a golden man.

"When are you leaving!" Zhao Yueru asked.

"As soon as possible, preferably now!" Zamuhe's tone was also very jerky, and that tone also clearly showed that he didn't want to send Zhao Yueru away.

Half an hour later, Zhao Yueru was already standing in front of the city gate.

Zamuhe looked at Zhao Yueru blankly, he couldn't say what it was like in his heart, he only remembered that this feeling was only once when he was a child, and that time was when he was robbed by robbers.

A crack was opened in the city gate, and the soldiers guarding the gate looked anxiously at Zamuhe, for fear that the Han army would take advantage of this moment to rush in.

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