Chapter 137 • Overture to the Undead
Hanzan's work efficiency is as fast as ever, the girl Liu who was named by Zhou Ronghua to put her back is leading a horse at this time, looking at the person in front of her in disbelief, her eyes revealing a thick anger and incomprehension, while the latter is a little hairy in her heart, as if she is ashamed, and she dare not look at her.
After a long time, Miss Liu said softly, "I thought you were different from Zhou Fugui, it seems that I overestimated you." ”
Zhou Ronghua still didn't dare to look at her eyes, so he had to shake his eyes and said faintly: "I am indeed a little different from Zhou Fugui, he wants to get you, so he wants to choose you to be his slave regardless of your wishes, and although I want to get you, it's not that I won't use it, but I prefer that you marry me voluntarily." ”
"But do you think it's still possible for us to be like this?" Miss Liu shook her head, and there was some sadness in her words, or a little regret.
Zhou Ronghua smiled helplessly, "It should be impossible in this life!" I also failed to live up to Master's expectations of his old man, there is a legacy left to you by Master over there in Caizhou, but I suggest that you sell them all and go to the south, preferably Jingyue and Yue, and start over, after all, with me in Humeng, Caizhou is not absolutely safe now. ”
"You have willingly served the Humeng people in this way, are you worthy of the homeland where you were born and raised? If my father had knowledge, what would he think of you? How do you face your conscience? Miss Liu couldn't help but ask out loud, this is what she has endured from the beginning to the present.
Zhou Ronghua breathed a sigh of relief in his heart at this time, and looked at the other party with a smile, "I want you to live, and I am alive." ”
Miss Liu couldn't help but shake her head again, but this time she was a little choked, and the crystal tears fell with her swing, "Are you so afraid of death?" ”
"I'm afraid!" Zhou Ronghua nodded affirmatively, "Xiaoliu, if I die in the clouds that day, have you thought about what kind of nightmare you will suffer?" Going to Zhou Fugui as a plaything is already your best end, I promised the master back then, I want to take care of you, I can't break my word, although ...... You may not be able to take care of it in the future. ”
These words made Miss Liu speechless for a while, but whether Zhou Ronghua wanted to protect herself or protect her, she couldn't tell whether it was both, but looking back, just two hours ago, she was still being slighted by Zhou Fugui unscrupulously, the kind of despair that called the sky should not be and the earth was not spiritual, almost made her stab the hairpin on her head into her throat.
If there is no Zhou Ronghua, then her ending is nothing more than two kinds, becoming a corpse without temperature, or becoming a ** for people to play with.
No longer blame the person who betrayed the motherland, because she suddenly felt that she no longer had that qualification, she felt that maybe Yan Guo was really not very suitable for him, after all, that ambitious figure, but in Yan Guo's officialdom, his nose and face were swollen again and again, until the final drift, is the best proof.
And now in Humont, she seems to see the guy who is eager to show his strength, and he is alive again in his body, sometimes a person chooses to deviate, in fact, it is not his original will, but the environment.
Turning over the horse, she glanced at the fierce wolf flag beside her, and an invisible worry quietly grew from her heart, she understood that Zhou Ronghua's advice to her was not unfounded, and from now on, Hu Meng's war skills would be the same
Yan Guo stands at the same height, so can Yan Guo, which is already riddled with holes, still withstand the impact of Hu Meng?
It's not that they overestimate the Humeng people, but because of the political decay of the Yan State, they have lost any confidence.
"I'm leaving!" Miss Liu exhaled a breath of turbidity, thinking that she suddenly opened some knots in her heart, and slowly urged her to get off the horse, because she was going back to Yan Kingdom, so at the request of Zhou Ronghua, Han Zan specially found an ordinary bantam horse for her to travel, otherwise she should be regarded as Hu Meng's fine work.
After walking about ten feet, Miss Liu waved the whip again, and after the bantam horse was in pain, it began to gradually speed up its pace, from slow walking to galloping, and in the wind whistling all the way in her ears, she vaguely heard a sentence, "Xiaoliu, live well!" ”
Seeing the distant figure disappear until it disappeared, Han Zan, who had been standing aside, walked up with a smile and said in the lame Yan language he learned from Temtel: "People have already gone far, I don't know when Master Zhou can start to complete the last process of the siege crossbow?" ”
Zhou Ronghua glanced coldly at Han Zan on the side, and habitually clasped his hands to his chest, "After confirming that Xiaoliu has arrived in Dingping safely." ”
Han Zan was shocked, and he also showed a little anger on the surface, "Master Zhou said that as long as you release Miss Liu, you will start the last process, but now he says that he will wait for Miss Liu to arrive in Dingping safely, don't you believe me?" ”
Zhou Ronghua was very direct, and threw down a sentence, "I just can't trust you." Then he turned and walked toward the camp.
Han Zan's right hand tightly held the scimitar at his waist, tight and loose, loose and tight, but in the end he still didn't pull out the knife, and after his chest rose and fell a few times, he glanced at a thousand commanders beside him, and said two words in Humeng language, and the thousand commanders turned their heads to look at Zhou Ronghua in the distance, and then hugged their fists and led the order to retreat.
"Master Zhou should learn more of our Humeng language, after all, we will have to live in Humeng in the future, and it will be much more convenient to communicate." Hanzan hurriedly followed, wanting to talk to the other party in a kind tone.
But the next sentence in Zhou Ronghua's mouth made Han Zan so angry that he almost vomited blood, "Don't learn it, otherwise how will the commander of Han Zan withdraw his secret order in front of me in the future, after all, this kind of order changes every day, which will damage the prestige." ”
Han Zan's cheeks twitched, sometimes he really suspected that this guy named Zhou Ronghua was not actually a craftsman, but a politician who was very good at scheming, if such a person had the opportunity to become an official in Humeng in the future, he would definitely be more powerful than the original Geerqin, and it was estimated that many people would be gnawed by him to the point that there were no bones left.
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Siege crossbows did not become a factor hindering Humeng's attack on Shema, and by the afternoon of the same day, dozens of siege ladders and carts in the battalion had arrived under Shema.
Looking at the rows of well-made ladders and the city wall of Xiema Town, Zhou Ronghua didn't know what the smell was for a while, although these things were not built under his personal guidance, but there were also his contributions in them, after all, like Zhou Fugui, who was half-witted and deceived the world and stole his name.
I didn't think that the first time I could show my strength, it was actually against my former compatriots, which is indeed a bit ironic!
At this time, on the city wall of Xiema Town, all the Yan troops were also shocked by these siege equipment that suddenly appeared in front of them, and what they originally relied on was that the Humeng people did not have the technology to build siege equipment
, and now this row of siege ladders directly told them that the capital they were proud of before was now gone.
Hao Zifeng swept over those siege ladders with cold eyes, although he didn't understand why the Humeng people would have these extra things that shouldn't have belonged to them overnight, but he knew that now was not the time to think about these issues, after all, whether they believed it or not, it was a fact.
"How much tung oil is left in the city?"
As Yan Wuji thought, Hao Zifeng faced these ladders and rushing cars, and the first thing he thought of was to use fire, only by burning them all was the most direct solution, although this could not fundamentally solve the problem, but it could still be done slowly.
Liu Zhilan stood up for the first time, before Hao Zifeng's blade army arrived, he had already taken over the logistics and material management of Xiema Town, so when Hao Zifeng asked this question, he was the most direct person in charge.
"Marshal, there are still 10,000 barrels of tung oil in the city."
Hao Zifeng nodded, "Save a little, it should be able to last for a while, I think it should have been moved all over the Dingzhou side, I estimate that if it lasts for a few more months, the army should come." ”
This is said with confidence, but Hao Zifeng has no bottom in his heart, with the current formation, if the Humeng people launch a continuous strong attack, he doesn't know how long it can last, after all, with the help of siege equipment, the other party's siege operation will no longer seem so passive, and it is certain that Hu Meng's rear baggage battalion is still stepping up to control these things, I really don't know how these technologies can fall into the hands of the Humeng people, isn't the imperial court very dead in this aspect of Hu Meng's defense?
When Hao Zifeng thought of this, he really wanted to scold!
The loud horn sound of "woo woo woo woo" sounded abruptly from the Humeng camp, which was the signal that the Humeng army began to assemble, and the entire Humeng camp became a busy ant nest after this horn sounded, and among the crowds, an orderly local formation opened out of the camp and lined up neatly outside the camp, giving the Yan army on the opposite side a full sense of oppression.
This time, the Humeng formation is obviously a little different from the past, this time walking in the forefront are rows of large shields, they hold tall shield walls, for the comrades behind them to block arrows from the city wall, followed by them, is the newly formed ladder phalanx, because the town of Shema is surrounded by flat ground, so the bottom of these ladders are equipped with wooden rollers, only six people need to push together, can easily move.
Behind the ladder, there is a group of Hu Mengbing soldiers who are wielding scimitars and eager to try, obviously with these ladders in front, their morale is even higher than before.
In addition, in the middle of all the phalanxes, there is a small shield phalanx facing the city gate, each of them holds a round shield in their hands, tightly guarding both sides of the middle rushing car, more than a dozen extremely strong Humeng men, are holding both sides of the rushing car, looking ready to go.
On the confrontation city wall, rows of Yan soldiers also stood by the city wall again, their eyes carefully looked at the dense Humeng army outside the city, although at this time Xiema Town, is gathering hundreds of thousands of troops, but the silence of the battle makes the atmosphere here more depressing than the storm.
And the introduction that makes this storm rise is a loud and long horn, a chorus for the living, and a prelude to the dead.