The collision between human life and the city wall is still so tragic, and the grassland people, who don't even have iron armor, climb the city wall but are extremely brave.

When the so-called "humanitarianism" is not a word, everything will become more and more bloody and cruel, just like these steppe people, they will die if they climb the city wall, they will be killed when they turn around, and even the whole family will die, except to rush forward desperately, what else can they do?

It's not about the individual's mind anymore, many things in ancient times are incomprehensible, just like the steppe where Genghis Khan Temujin of the Murwei man slaughtered everywhere, every time he defeated a tribe, every man who was taller than the wheel would be killed, but the woman would be kept.

But it was those women who had just died of their children and husbands, but they still had to serve the enemy and give birth to children. And those men who are not as tall as wheels, in fact, they have long begun to remember, but when they grow up, they have become the bravest warriors under Genghis Khan.

These things can no longer be explained by general reason, most of the loyal warriors under Genghis Khan are almost all from his own enemies, but Genghis Khan took these enemies of his to conquer Eurasia.

The sorrow of the grassland people is indescribable, probably what the grassland people are best at is to forget the sorrow, it is not easy to live.

Fate is like a mustard, perhaps a more profound adjective than imagined.

The sound of the piano at the foot of the Datong city wall is still there, and the more you start listening.

Gan Xianggong listened to the smooth rhythm of the piano, and also heard the more and more regular shouts and wails on the city wall, everything was in order.

Gan Xianggong himself has relaxed a lot, he knows that this Datong City is okay today.

Therefore, Gan Xianggong's fingers, the armrests of the seat that were lightly beaten, did not know whether it was the rhythm of the piano or the rhythm of wailing.

Even the little girl who played the piano seemed to be more and more stable, as if even she knew that this Datong City could not be broken today, and the enemy could not enter this city.

So she still quietly looks at this young Gan Xianggong from time to time, and sometimes she will be fascinated by watching it.

Gan Xianggong, who suddenly didn't open his eyes, asked softly: "You say, is it better for the Liao State or the Great Song Dynasty?" ”

"Huh?" The girl was a little surprised, surprised that Ganqi, who had closed her eyes for a long time, would suddenly ask a question, and she was still asking this kind of question.

"When Yanyun was in the Liao Kingdom, was it okay?" Gan Qi asked.

"Well, it's okay, the slave family is a common people's family, and there are some assets in the family, and life is not bad. The Khitan people also lived like this when they were officials, and the Song people also lived like this when they were officials, and they lived ordinary days. The little girl Fan Moyan replied.

Gan Qi opened his eyes and smiled: "Are the Khitans good?" ”

"Some are good, some are not good, but most of the Khitans are still good, and my neighbors used to be Khitans, no different from the Han people."

"Are the Song people good?"

"Hmm...... Most of the Song people are very good, and there are also bullying people, and the house of the Khitan people next door to my house now lives many military men from Hebei, and there are also some military men who oppress the good. ”

"What about the Khitans?"

"I heard that the master died, and some of the family members went to the prison city in the northwest, and some of them were sold."

Gan Qi nodded, "Hmm." ”

"Xianggong asked the slave family what these are ......"

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking that one day, will the Khitans treat the Han people as their own, will the Khitans help me go to war, and will the Khitans be no different from the Han people anymore." Millions of Khitans, where can they be killed, there must always be a way to deal with it.

When the little girl heard this, she said: "That's the best, the Khitans are no different from the Han, so they won't fight." ”

"Yes, you're right, you have great insight. However, there is another premise, which is to turn the Liao Song Dynasty into a country. "Ganchi is a kind-hearted person, always prone to sentimentality, but also with a sense of self. But I don't know if I want to do that miserable thing again, after all, he still wants to get rich.

"You're good, a little woman, you dare to stroke the piano in the place where the two armies are fighting, and the women don't let the eyebrows go." Gan Qi praised it, which can be regarded as changing the subject.

The little girl Fan Moyan bowed her head slightly, the miserable whiteness on her face was long gone, but with a hint of ruddy, and said: "The slave family thought that they were not afraid, but I didn't expect that I was still afraid just now, but now I am not so afraid." Xianggong, the slave family is not small, it's not a little girl, it's a big woman. ”

Gan Qi laughed when he heard this, and looked at this girl seriously, it is really not small, it is not small, it is different from the delicate and warm of the southern girl, with a kind of energy of the northern girl, but it is not easy to describe, it is not stunned, it is not stupid, it is not stupid, the girl's facial features are not that beautiful, but the face plate is also a little big, quite a little baby fat, but the eyes are big, round and timid, and timid, with a curious desire.

Big girl, this adjective is very right, that is, a big girl, bold, atmospheric, big. Gan Qi suddenly thought of an adjective, the heroic "sa".

Gan Qi suddenly got up from his seat and asked, "Do you dare to go up to the city to have a look?" ”

The girl nodded: "Dare." ”

Gan Qi started and went to the steps, and the little girl got up, looked at the piano, took it into her arms, and followed the steps.

Gan Ba held a large wooden shield, standing in front of Gan Qi, step by step, the first thing he saw was the blood red on the ground, and countless soldiers coming and going, shouting, shouting, smashing stones, full bows, arrows shot, the smell of meat in his mouth, and black billowing smoke.

The girl subconsciously spread back, and was grabbed by Gan Qi, but the girl still couldn't stand steadily, and fell down, already vomiting.

Beyond the battlements, there are endless people, all over the field. The high platform in the distance, the canopy is like a cloud, glowing with gold, and His Majesty the Emperor of the Liao State is there.

Gan Qi came to the battlement, looked left and right, turned around and walked towards the city gate building, where the command post was located.

Many generals met in a hurry, and they were busy.

Di Yong walked to the side and said, "Xianggong, the Liao people are crazy, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that the corpses under the city can build a ramp." ”

This is also what Di Yong is worried about, if he doesn't take human life seriously, he can really use corpses to build a ramp, and the city wall is a few feet high, and he can come up by stepping on the corpse.

Gan Qi frowned and nodded: "It's also clever, maybe they can come up with this method tomorrow, send sand and gravel forward with human lives, and bury them under the city wall if they die, and transport sand and gravel to bury people if they don't die, and they will be able to build a ramp that is enough to go up to the city." ”

In fact, Gan Qi still didn't say a word, if Gan Qi was Yelu Hongji, he would do this, anyway, human lives should not be counted, rather than using corpses to build up, it is better to move forward with sand and gravel to build it. Gan Qi didn't know where he had seen this tactic, maybe Genghis Khan had attacked the city like this.

"This ......" Di Yong was taken aback by Gan Qiyi's reminder, and hurriedly asked: "Xianggong, if this is the case, how should I deal with it?" ”

Gan Qi said: "Let them build it, it must be built with human lives." ”

This is helpless, it is impossible to send troops out of the city, and then you can only watch their base.

Di Yong was worried, and he kept thinking of ways to deal with it, anxious.

Gan Qi patted Di Yong's shoulder: "Fighting hard, what about the ramp?" Don't you have to rush up? As long as they have almost built the ramp, the main force of the Liao army will be exhausted, and it will be the final decisive battle, and the victory or defeat is here. If you can win, then you really win. ”

Gan Qi is not worried, such a thing as war itself also has an element of gambling in it, where is there a battle in the world that must be won? Victory is the result, and the process is the right time, place and people. Liu Xiu, Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty, can also summon a meteorite rain on the battlefield to smash the enemy, who can reason with this kind of luck?

Ganchi was worried, but in front of many generals, he had to maintain his belief in victory no matter what.

Di Yong heard Ganqi's words, and gritted his teeth: "Xianggong said that the Liao army is only 100,000, and his subordinates have been defeated several times, just waiting for the decisive battle, and they will win." ”

Ganchi nodded, walked out of the tower, and went down to the base of the city wall and sat down again.

The woman opposite turned pale again, and Gan Qi asked, "Can you still play the piano?" ”

"Yes, the slave can touch the piano......" The little girl has an interesting character, she was so frightened in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain that she was weak, and she pretended to be okay when she came down.

"Keep playing." Gan Xianggong doesn't debunk it, and it doesn't matter what the sound of the piano is.

The little girl was afraid, but she was not so afraid of the prime minister in front of her, so she took the initiative to ask: "Xianggong, the slave family heard from others...... said that when the prime minister went into battle, he personally fought the horse and took the lead, and he was invincible in a hundred battles, and no one in the world could defeat him......"

Gan Qi understood the meaning and asked with a smile, "What?" Didn't see me kill the enemy with my own hands, disappointed? ”

The little girl hurriedly explained: "No, no, the husband misunderstood, the slave family ......"

"Haha...... I'm a kind-hearted person, and I haven't killed people with my own hands for many years......" Gan Qi selectively forgot some things, such as the fact that he had killed people with his own hands in front of the Emperor of the Vertical Arch Hall a few months ago.

"Oh, that's what people are talking about, Gan Xianggong is the kind of master who wins thousands of miles away in the middle of the strategy, not the kind of reckless man who charges into battle." The little girl thought she could speak, but she didn't want to cast an unhappy look at her because she was lying on the gun.

The person lying on the gun naturally wanted to speak: "You little girl knows a lot, when my eldest brother charged into battle, that is called a brave and incompetent, think back then, on the north bank of the Juma River, how brave?" My eldest brother is brave and strategic, Yunwen and Wu, the first in the world. ”

The little girl looked at the fierce tower man, and was a little at a loss.

Gan Qi pointed to the big man of the tower and said, "His name is Gan Ba, don't look rude on the outside, and he is also a kind-hearted person. ”

Unexpectedly, Gan Ba disagreed, and replied: "Big brother, I am not kind-hearted, I kill people without blinking." ”

After saying the words, Gan Ba returned his eyes, revealing a fierce light on his face.

Gan Qi, who was slapped in the face, smiled embarrassedly and explained: "The more kind-hearted people are, the more they have to pretend to be fierce and evil, and Miss Fan doesn't have to care." ”

"Big brother, it's not right for you to say that, I ...... I have to kill someone to show you, big brother, I also have self-esteem, I ......" said, Gan Ba turned around and left, if you don't kill someone today, you really can't get off the stage.

Gan Qi could only laugh awkwardly: "Keep playing, keep playing." ”

The little girl smiled for some reason and continued to play.

In a few moments, Ganba came down from the city, carrying a head in his hand, and before he could get close, he cried out loudly: "How? How? See, what is it? This guy still wants to go to the city, so I dragged him to the battlement, strangled him, pinched him with both legs, and then cut off his head with a knife, how? ”

Gan Qi was laughing, and the head was placed directly on the table by Gan Ba, next to the piano. The little girl had already screamed, got up and took a few steps back, trembling all over.

Seeing that the little girl trembled, Gan Ba grinned: "Hehe...... strangled to death, lifted it up like a chicken, and strangled it to death. You see, he stabbed me with a knife, and that's it, with a white mark on his armor, he just didn't have much strength......"

I can't talk about this thing, Gan Qi looked at Gan Ba and thought about it, did he suffocate at home? Is my wife angry? Wu Qiaoer spanked him with a broom again? So you have to choose a girl's family so seriously?

Gan Ba was still not satisfied, so he lifted his head again, looked left and right, and said, "Keju, you look, I will kick him outside the city wall again, and I will kill another one if I can't keep him." ”

Sure enough, Gan Ba had a big foot, and he really kicked this head away, and it really fell outside the city to see the trajectory.

The little girl on the side was still stunned when she trembled, and no matter how sassy she was, she was also shocked.

Gan Ba clapped his hands, satisfied, the tiger's eyes opened again, revealing a fierce appearance, and he set up two huge arms, and he was also mighty, like showing off his might.

"Can you still play?" Gan Qi asked, picking his head.

"Yes, slave...... I can play. ”

Gan Qi picked up the cloth towel, wiped the red and white liquid on the table, and asked, "Sit down and keep playing." ”

The remnant sun was like blood, shining on Gan Qi's face from the west, Gan Qi raised his hand to block it slightly, and the Ming Jin outside the city also rose, Di Yong came down to the city to report, saying that he saw many people digging in the distance, and he was afraid that he would really start to build soil tomorrow.

Gan Qi nodded: "Tomorrow, the Wansheng army will defend the city, and the mighty army will all have a truce and prepare for a decisive battle." ”

"Well, big brother, tomorrow it will be more than enough for the Wansheng Army to deal with at that time, since it is a base, the attack is bound to be weak. The mighty army rested for a few days, just waiting for a decisive battle. Di Yong strongly agreed with Ganqi's arrangement.

Gan Qi got up and instructed Gan Ba: "Send Miss Fan home." ”

Gan Ba nodded, beckoned the frame, and personally went to carry the wooden steps of the car.

The little girl got into the car, and from time to time she turned her head to look at it, feeling quite reluctant. When he got into the car, Gan Ba personally moved the wooden steps, but he heard the little girl ask, "General Gan, are you coming back tomorrow?" ”

"I'll come back tomorrow." Gan Ba replied, and deliberately showed a little viciousness.

"It's not...... Did the slave ask General Gan to pick me up tomorrow to play the piano? ”

"I don't know if my eldest brother wants to listen to the piano tomorrow." Gan Ba's tone was not good, and the little girl was quite disappointed, but she saw Gan Ba turn her head and shout: "Big brother, will you pick up this little girl tomorrow?" ”

Gan Qi, who was getting on the horse, paused and nodded.

Gan Ba conveyed the words: "I will pick you up tomorrow." ”

"Okay." The answer in the frame was as thin as a mosquito fly.