On the eighth day of the first month of October, there was a heavy fog, and torches had been planted all over the head of the city, and even so, the soldiers of the Imperial Northern Army standing at the head of the city could not see clearly the situation three meters below the city.

At this moment, whether it is the soldiers of the Yubei Army who have been in battle for a long time, or the Minzhuang villager who has already fought with the barbarians once, no matter what your identity is, as long as you stand on this Pingwu Gate, you can feel the cold murderous aura mixed with the cold wind.

From time to time, the rumbling war drums of the barbarians came out of the thick fog, but the tense Gandhara people could not hear the earth-shattering shouts of killing.

Every time the drum sounded, the city would panic for a while, and several of the Imperial Northern Army bannermen in charge of the guard nervously conveyed one order after another.

The broken cannon that had been hidden in the city wall stretched out the pitch-black cannon body early, and the black muzzle pointed to the depths of the fog, and the crossbow at the head of the city was already ready to fire, just waiting for the barbarians to appear.

At this time, Wei Hougao had not yet returned from the Governor's Palace, in order to ensure that nothing went wrong, several bannermen discussed it and immediately made a decision, and all the Xuantian thunder that had little inventory was moved to the city.

The five carts that had been restored by the craftsmen in the city were now loaded with this powerful cannonball.

Everything is ready, and the Gandhara people are fighting to the death in their hearts, waiting for the barbarians to arrive.

However, although the drums in the wind were resounding endlessly, there was not a trace of barbarians in the thick fog.

Those bloodthirsty and murderous aliens seem to have lost interest in this misty city after losing a battle not long ago.

The shooters on the Pingwu Gate were ordered by several banners to draw their strong bows over and over again, and put away their crossbows over and over again.

The drums were endless, but the barbarians had not arrived, and this situation lasted for a long time, until Wei Hougao once again ascended to the top of the city, and the fearful Gandhara calmed down a little.

"What's going on?" Wei Hou Gao, who heard the sound of barbarian drums far away in the city, did not hesitate at all this time, he gave up his war horse and brought the cultivation of the soul attraction realm to the extreme, and the people were like light and shadows, and he jumped onto the city in an instant.

The expected barbarians did not attack, Wei Hou frowned, he looked at the fog under the city, listened to the earth-shattering drum in his ears, and couldn't help but ask.

One of his bannermen gave him a military salute and replied, "My lord, for some reason, the barbarians have been beating their war drums, but they have not sent troops to attack the city."

Wei Hougao nodded thoughtfully while listening to the answers of his subordinates.

"Prepare the golden altar, shoot me five hundred steps away, I want to see what the barbarians are doing," Wei Hou Gao said coldly.

The surrounding soldiers of the Imperial Northern Army immediately took the order and left, and after a while, the Xuantian thunder was unloaded on the cart at the head of the city, and it was replaced by a black golden altar of three.

"Put" With Shangguan's order, the soldier who controlled the cart quickly pulled off the buckle on the cart, and the nine golden altars drew a long arc in the air, and finally disappeared into the dense fog outside the city.

Not long after the golden altar was shot, there was a sound of breaking evil, and the breaking giant cannon loaded with the earth fire god thunder shot out of the city.

In the blink of an eye, not far from the outside of the city, the flames were monstrous, and the soldiers of the Imperial Northern Army standing at the head of the city stretched their necks at this moment, looking into the firelight, and they were all eager to know what kind of ghost the barbarians were fighting.

It's just that except for the banner envoys in the Imperial Northern Army who have reached the realm of returning, ordinary soldiers can't see the movements outside the city in this fog no matter how far they look.

With the rush of fire, Wei Hougao finally knew what the barbarians were doing at the moment.

Two miles away from the city of Wuruo in a clearing, the barbarians actually built a military village there, said that the military village is actually a little reluctant, in the eyes of Wei Hou Gao, the crooked rejection of the pile, the uneven wooden barricade, such a wooden village only needs him to take the northern army to make a charge, then it can be razed to the ground.

What really frightened him was the meaning behind this incident.

The barbarians have never built a walled city in Middle-earth, and every time they come, they live in the tent, the lowest soldiers live in the cowhide tent, the centurion lives in the lizard skin, and the lion's skin tent is generally only qualified for the thousand-sized commander, and the dragon scale tent is the symbol of the captain, as for the king led by the barbarians, he lives in the largest and most conspicuous gold-topped main tent.

In the past, when they fought against the barbarians, they could know how many people would break out of the realm by counting the tents of different colors, but now, the barbarians have actually learned to build a walled city.

This not only makes the Gandhara people have one less means to understand the reality of the other party, but also represents that the barbarians intend to reside in Middle-earth, and they want to establish a foothold in Middle-earth.

But these were not the most touching feelings for him, the barbarians actually learned the tricks of their Middle-earthers, and bluffed in this thick fog.

They were so busy building a fortress that they had no time to attack the city again, and even if the Gandhara people found out about their actions, they would not have the strength to come out of this city to sabotage their efforts to build the city.

But the barbarians are still beating the war drums, pretending to attack the city, although without the cooperation of the small drum troops, this trick is staged nondescript, but for the barbarians who have always only opened and closed and attacked head-on, this is already a lot of progress.

Is this still the barbarian who Wei Hougao has always thought has only brute force and no brains? He asked himself repeatedly in his heart.

"Quartermaster" Wei Hou Gao shouted, and an officer in blue armor immediately ran over, he saluted Wei Hou Gao, and said, "My lord, what do you command?"

In the eyes of outsiders, Wei Hougao was looking at the dazzling fire in the dense fog with a pale face at the moment, but only he knew what he was seeing.

"You immediately send someone to move all the Xuanhui in the treasury to Pingwumen, and give me statistics, how much Xuantian and Earth Fire are left in the treasury, as well as gold juice, how much inventory do we have?"

The quartermaster was stunned after hearing this, he could still understand the Xuantian Thunder and the Earth Fire God Thunder after counting them, but he had no doubts about moving the Xuanhui in the treasury to Pingwumen.

Even if it is to reward the three armies and boost morale, there is no need for Xuanhui.

"Lord Wei, the subordinate Xuanhui in the treasury of the mansion doesn't have the ability to get it for you, this needs a handsome order," the quartermaster said with an embarrassed face.

As soon as he finished speaking, a copper token engraved with the word "royal" appeared in front of him.

"Ahh "The quartermaster exclaimed in surprise, but when he saw that the token was indeed a command, he immediately knelt on one knee with a very respectful expression.

"Take this, go to the treasury and bring me all the Xuanhui in the city, can you do it" Wei Hou Gao asked coldly.

"Please also rest assured, Lord Wei, since I have the token of the handsome, in an hour, I will be able to transport all the Xuanhui in the treasury to this Pingwu Gate for you."

Hearing the quartermaster's reply, Wei Hou Gaocai's face turned slightly pale.

"Go, I'll give you a bloody brigade, if someone embarrasses you on the way, I'll allow you to cut it first."

When Wei Hougao said this, his tone was extremely cold, and when the quartermaster heard it, he suddenly trembled, he didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly took the order to go, and went straight to the treasury with a team of imperial northern troops.

"You want to put down roots? Good? Lao Tzu will give you a chance" Wei Hou Gao muttered to himself, no one noticed what he was saying, only Zi Nanli not far away was secretly observing him.