Huang Yumei, the real governor of Zhongshan Road, is now in the backyard bedroom. In her hand, she is holding a luxurious and simple Qi porcelain bowl; But what was in the bowl was not food or soup, but a bowl of black-brown paste.

"Sir, you better drink it; This time I put some salt and it already tastes. ”

Lord Gu Hui Gu was lying on the bed at this time, and his body was covered with a brocade quilt covered with blood. Now he heard the gentle call of his "tigress", gritted his teeth and opened his eyelids, looked at the bowl of brown paste, and shook his head vigorously:

The old elm trees in the city have all been stripped of their backs...... Ahem...... In the future, it will be even more difficult to find another bite to eat. Yumei...... The husband is still living for a long time, and he is crippled, so it is not worth wasting such a "good" thing. I think...... Or do you drink it...... The salty drink has the strength to help ...... Ahem...... It's also a good thing to help General Ding move a few stones. ”

It turned out that this bowl of brown batter was actually a powder ground from the bark of an old elm tree! And the salt conjured by Huang Yumei Shi is also collected through the "disgusting" extraction method of "boiling feces".

Since the defeat of Qingshan City, whether it is the soldiers of the Governor's Army or the local trapped people, they can only rely on quick eyes or good luck to fill their stomachs.

First, the hens and yellow dogs in the egg-laying yard at home; Then there are oxen and buffaloes pulling carts and ploughing the fields, donkeys and mules and horses pushing and grinding and transporting goods; In the end, even the five great baojia immortals worshiped by shamanism were slaughtered into rations to fill their hungry stomachs......

To this day, if it weren't for Ding Shuo and Huang Yumei joining forces to make a strict order prohibiting the corpse from being parked overnight; I'm afraid that the terrifying scene of "people eating people" has been repeated in Qingshan City!

For the soldiers and civilians of Qingshan City at this time, the taste of hunger was far more terrible than the fierce offensive of the enemy army that was tireless and fearless of life and death! And people's fear of death is far less abrasive than being starved and killed.

The clay pot does not break from the wellhead, and the general will inevitably die in battle. In the siege battle this morning, Lord Gu, who was commanding the enemy on the west tower as usual, was attacked by an enemy soldier who successfully climbed the city wall, and his entire left arm was removed with a single sword; By the time the people of Qingshan, who had spontaneously assisted in the battle, carried him back to the governor's mansion with all hands and feet, Gu Hui, who had lost too much blood, had also completely lost consciousness.

Huang Yumei, who was originally the "number one shrew" in Jincheng, saw that her man had lost his left arm and his life and death was carried back, and she didn't even shed a single tear. She immediately ordered the maid to burn the ashes of the grass and trees and apply them to Master Gu's wounds; Immediately, he personally went to the prisoner of war prison, picked out a strong Huashen Sect believer, killed the other party with a knife, and cut off a large piece of leg meat to make minced meat, and personally fed the unconscious Lord Gu.

Huang Yumei knew in her heart that for a traditional literati like her husband, "hungry for Hulu meat and thirsty for Xiongnu blood" was just a way of saying that she was proud of her poetry and pride in her ambitions; It's just that there is neither medicine nor food at the moment, and even if the great shaman He Wendao is found, it is just a handful of ashes;

She has dealt with this kind of emergency treatment more than a thousand times by herself; As for the extra "nutritious meal", for Huang Yumei, as long as she can save her husband's life, she has no guilt in her heart. As for what will be done by the gods after death, she is also willing to do it without any regrets.

It's a pity that Master Gu is too seriously injured and has lost too much blood, and it is not at all the extent that a handful of ashes and a meal of rotten minced meat can turn the tide.

After barely finishing these words, Gu Hui closed his eyes, suppressed the pain and snorted a few times, and then fell into a deep coma again; Huang Yumei, on the other hand, carefully lifted the corners of the quilt and probed her gaze into the quilt......

I saw that the wound on Master Gu's left shoulder was already covered with pus and scabs at this time, and it had been completely adhered to the inner lining of the quilt, and it could not be completely lifted at all......

Although Huang Yumei did not know the way of medicine, with the weakening breathing rate of Master Gu and the speed at which the wound deteriorated, she was already fully prepared in her heart.

Huang Yumei took a deep breath, picked up the elm bark paste in the bowl and drank it all; Then she put on her husband's tattered leather armor, tore off the white curtain that hung in front of the bed, and wrapped it tightly around her left arm, which had lost her shoulder armor.

Before leaving, Huang Yumei, who was dressed in military uniform, lowered her body, kissed Master Gu's hot forehead, and then resolutely turned around and left, walking without the slightest delay.

At dusk today, Ding Shuo, the general of Taining, ate a few "ground sheep" dug up by his subordinates, and he could barely see a little meat and be able to stand firm. And he also replaced Gu Hui, who was seriously injured and unable to fight again, and took over the defense of the West City Gate in an all-round way.

With the sound of a big drum coming from the direction of the enemy formation, Ding Shuo reached out and pulled out the shredded flesh between his teeth and licked it back into his stomach. He stretched his waist, raised his foot and kicked the longbowman, who was leaning against the battlements of the wall in a daze, and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Get up, come alive!"

The longbowman rolled over lazily, reached for the last three arrows in his quiver, and began to spit on the cluster of arrows......

Every soldier of the Zhongshan Governor's Army thought that those Huashen Sect believers who did not know fear and were not afraid of death must be crazy people who had fallen into evil magic and demon magic; And they themselves "figured" a way to break the demon spell, that is, spit on the weapon, or directly pee.

At this point in the war, it no longer matters whether this kind of "local method" can be effective or not; And the soldiers of the Zhongshan Governor's Army also took this trick as a prank to pass the boring time.

Ding Shuo sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and then picked up the warning gong at his feet, and the bell rang down. Those soldiers lying on the road of the city wall were originally as "miserable" as corpses; But now that Ding Shuo is arguing like this, he also sits up weakly......

It's a pity that there are more than a dozen brothers who "slept and died" in this way; The cause of death may be starvation, or death from a sudden illness, or an internal injury that you don't care about. All in all, this has been happening every day for some time now, and it can't bring up anyone's mood swings.

Leave early and nursery, and leave late to suffer more. As for who comes first and who comes last, it doesn't matter anymore.

Ding Shuo called the captain of the people's husband, Old Man Shang, as usual, and carried these brothers who died in their sleep down to be cremated; And he spat at on the palm of his hand, rubbed the rough palm covered with dust, and picked up the Yanling big knife that Gu Hui had captured before, waiting to meet the enemy's attack again.

As soon as the drums of the enemy line stopped, the chaotic footsteps followed. Those tireless and fearful Huashen cultists once again let out a roar like evil spirits, piercing the rich ink color and reaching everyone's ears. Ding Shuo, who had long been accustomed to this kind of momentum, yawned lazily and commanded in a dumb voice:

"It's all ready, and I still do the same way I did before, throwing wood first and then stones; If someone climbs up to the top of the city, they will crash directly into the city, so it's better not to waste the guy......"

"Got it......"

After a sparse response, Ding Shuo also held the big knife full of gaps, leaned against the battlements, and waited for the enemy to climb up to the top of the city.

However, it was not until the enemy's vanguard approached the city gate that the longbowman, who "spat and dispelled evil", with his excellent eyesight, discovered an anomaly.

The man who was in the lead of the enemy formation, carrying a saber and carrying a tree trunk that was not thick or thin in his arms, seemed to be coming towards the city gate.

Boom!

When Ding Shuo heard the news, he suddenly felt a faint shaking under his feet, and a dull crashing sound followed.

Ding Shuo quickly recalled, and remembered that after the enemy army collected at noon, Shang Laohan took the villagers and came to repair the city gate urgently. It's just that ordinary people lack the technology and materials to strengthen the city gates, and they are all leftovers made up by each family; So it was not so much that they repaired the gates, but that they "pushed" them back into place with a pile of debris.

Thinking about it this way, it is inevitable that the city gates will be broken.

Ding Shuo immediately summoned several personal guards, and ordered them to communicate the rest of the generals respectively, quickly transfer the main force, and reinforce the battlefield of Xichengmen; And he ordered the rest of the city guards, ambushed in the hutong houses on both sides of the west gate, and was ready to feed the enemy troops who poured into the city gate like a tide, and fed an unforgettable "appetizer".

Hu Legen, who had just begged for orders in front of Guo Xing's horse, under the protection of ten Huashen disciples with long shields on their heads, held a tree trunk and rushed to the city gate with the wooden squares and masonry falling from the city's head!

Drink...... Drink...... Drink......

Accompanied by the sound of trumpets in the mouths of the Huashen cultists, Hulegan seemed to turn into a humanoid rushing cart, and compared the strength of milk, and frantically attacked the seemingly sturdy West City Gate......

I don't know how long it took for the strength attached to the trunk to finally fall into the empty space! With a loud "bang", Hulegen, who had completely fallen into madness, stumbled forward, and fell headlong on the city gate.

After eating his "shaking energy" alive, Hu Legan's whole body softened, the hot blood in his chest gushed out, and a Venus appeared in front of him......

"The city is broken! The city is broken! ”

Those Huashen Sectists who saw the city gate collapse raised their blades high and roared loudly! There are also many extremely pious people, with their hands folded, their eyes closed, silently praising the kindness and generosity of the god Huayu in their hearts......

Then he was beaten off the city wall by the panicked Youbei soldiers, or stabbed but survived......