Chapter Twenty-Five: Flying Eagles Under the Moon

Huo Quzhi was silent......

Yun Lang patted Huo Quai's shoulder and said, "You continue to be your good man, I am better at this kind of thing, I will do it." ”

"We are brothers......

"Just because we are brothers, I will not allow your reputation to be tarnished, and the Huo Quzhi in my heart will be a flawless model for all eternity."

"What kind of role model am I, the little white mountaineering makes me at a loss, and I am covered with scars."

"You're not going to lose faith, are you?"

Huo Quzhi smiled: "No, I just feel a little sorry for you, I forcibly brought you to Baishan Mountain, but as a result, there are no achievements, and you are still in danger all the time." ”

"We are guarding Hook Mountain, and it is already good that we are not completely annihilated, do you dare to take credit?

The most important thing for our big men is smart people, so there are a lot of white mountaineering, where is the place where it is easy to defend and can harvest military merits?

We are good at defense, and when we return to the bridgehead, it will be time for us to use our powerful weapons against the Huns, I don't believe that the bones of the Huns can be harder than steel! ”

"You don't blame me for losing my troops?"

Yun Lang looked at Cao Xiang, who was busy outside the tent, shook his head and said: "This is a war, there will always be deaths, we should think about how to fight the war well, and strive for more people to go back."

As for complaining? When we return to Chang'an, we'll talk about it when we're idle. “

Huo Quzhi raised his hand and patted the back of Yun Lang's hand, then put on his armor again and walked out of the tent.

The Huns had already occupied three sides of the Hook Mountain, and there would be a war at any time, and he had no time to recuperate.

I always thought that the Huns were stupid, and in many ways they were indeed stupid, but in war, they were amazingly smart.

By constantly pressing Hook Mountain, so as to achieve the purpose of letting the Han army attack, but never get close to the crossbow arrows, within the range of the trebuchet.

A distance of 100 zhang is not a safe distance, if the Huns want to charge regardless of casualties, the Han army can shoot up to three crossbow arrows and two rounds of stone bullets, which is very limited to their lethality.

The wounded soldiers have been carried to the bridgehead, and the construction of the bridgehead continues......

In the middle of the moon, the bonfires of the Huns were as dense as the stars in the sky, and this people who liked to sing sad songs used the mustache to vent their emotions even when they were celebrating.

The Huns, like the Han Dynasty, also spoke Chinese, but the tone was a little strange, which was a very natural thing, with their habit of drinking blood, they could not cultivate language, writing such advanced things.

(This is the author's own research, for example, the loss of my Yanzhi Mountain, so that my women have no color, the loss of my Yanzhi Mountain, so that my six animals do not breed, the only lament that has been handed down does not see any traces of translation at all, in addition, linguists, historians are not sure whether there has been a Xiongnu language until now, more people tend to use ancient Chinese.) Therefore, the author makes a bold assumption. ）

Yun Lang didn't really care much about the Huns who surrounded Hook Mountain on three sides, he had already practiced countless times, as long as a large group of Huns crossed the stake forest and crossed the trench, the retreat of the cavalry captain would be carried out immediately.

Before the Huns completely occupied Hook Hill, the cavalry lieutenant had enough time to return to the bridgehead and, under the cover of trebuchets already placed on the bridgehead, calmly arranged the defenses.

Compared with these, he was more worried about the frustration that appeared on Huo Quzhi's body, he shouldn't have this kind of emotion, at least, in Yun Lang's opinion, he shouldn't have it, he should be as strong as a stone!

After seeing Huo Qubing reappear on the front line, Yun Lang was relieved, this man never gave up his duty.

Gao Shiqing knelt in the cave with a dead face, looking at the large piece of rammed earth that had just collapsed in despair.

This collapse buried half of the ghost slaves under the rammed earth, and also announced the complete failure of the task of excavating the tomb of Maudun.

After the geological structure in the cave became stable again, Yun Lang also walked in, and some ghost slaves were helplessly using their hands and tools to dig their companions out of the rammed earth.

Yun Lang did not punish Gao Shiqing this time, and said lightly: "Call it a day, prepare to retreat." ”

Gao Shiqing knelt on the ground and put his head heavily on the loess and said sadly: "Mark guilty." ”

Yun Lang picked up Gao Shiqing and dusted off the loess from his hair, shook his head and said, "It's our bad luck that gives you too little time."

However, since it has been proved that this is the Maudun Mausoleum, then, this time I can't find the coffin, next time, I will definitely be able to find it.

Until then, we need to seal the whole cave and come back next time! ”

Gao Shiqing gratefully bowed his hand to Yun Lang, he knew that the reason why Yun Lang said this was equivalent to helping him take responsibility.

If the excavation fails, Yun Lang may be fine, he Gao Shiqing is just a tomb robber, and it is an ordinary thing for Xie Changchuan to kill him to vent his anger.

Just as Yun Lang was about to walk out, a familiar sound of gold and iron suddenly sounded in his ears.

This is definitely not the sound of iron colliding with iron, it should be the sound of iron colliding with bronze.

Not only him, but even Gao Shiqing turned his head just as quickly, only to see a ghost slave poke the large piece of rammed earth in front of him with a shovel in his hand again, and that sound appeared again.

Gao Shiqing jumped straight into the pit, didn't care about using a shovel, directly scraped the rammed earth in front of him little by little with a dagger, and struck this large piece of rammed earth with edges and corners with the dagger again.

"Sima, it's bronze—it seems to be a coffin!"

Hearing Gao Shiqing say this, Yun Lang's body shook twice, and then he stood firm by holding on to the cave wall, and said in a trembling voice: "Drag it out!" ”

The coffin was very big and very heavy, Yun Lang looked at this coffin casually, and felt that this thing weighed at least 5,000 catties.

Thinking of Mao Dun lying in the coffin, Yun Lang's heartbeat was almost boundless, and a heart seemed to jump out of his throat.

"Sima, this may not be Maudun's coffin, the pattern on it is not the sun and the wolf, but the moon and the flying eagle......"

The flying eagle under the moon in front of the coffin Tu Yunlang also saw it, he was not as pessimistic as Gao Shiqing, as long as he could dig out a coffin, it would be their victory.

"Don't worry about it, drag it out!"

The turtle slaves quickly laid the rolling wood in the cave, and a dozen people put the coffin on the rolling wood with great effort, and then pushed the coffin out of the cave.

Yun Lang didn't even delay for a moment, so he ordered the coffin to be loaded onto the cart and slowly led by an ox to the bridgehead.

Gao Shiqing, who breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Yun Lang, and a large group of ghost slaves who escaped death also looked at Yun Lang.

"Close the cave, try to hide it as much as possible, don't let the Huns see the clues."

Gao Shiqing agreed, but hesitated not to leave.

whispered: "I don't know ...... these ghost slaves"

Yun Lang glanced at the ghost slaves who were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing like pounding garlic, and sighed: "Compile into the cavalry captain Minfu!" ”

Gao Shiqing breathed a sigh of relief, turned to the remaining hundred and ten ghost slaves and said: "Sima Rao, you don't die, that is Shangguan's benevolence, if you dare to make trouble in the camp, the first rat at both ends, find one, and kill them all!" ”

Yun Lang didn't have time to pay attention to these little things, and ordered Liu Er to tell Huo Qubing the good news, and at the same time find Cao Xiang back, only when Cao Xiang is there, can he ensure that the credit will not be swallowed up by Xie Changchuan and others.

Xie Changchuan, who heard the news, Pei Yan had already arrived at the bridgehead, even if Bai Shanshan was fighting here, Xie Changchuan also decisively stopped the night fight.

As the rammed earth on the coffin was cleaned one by one, the entire coffin was also exposed to the brightly lit tent.

Yun Lang sighed, this was a coffin that was much simpler than he imagined, and it was significantly different from the coffin recorded by the historians of the Han Dynasty.

According to the records of the historians, the coffin used for the burial of Mao Dun was a gift specially cast by the Han Dynasty to Mao Dun, and it was very different in form and weight.

I couldn't see any expression on Xie Changchuan's face, but he just ordered lightly: "Open the coffin, see that it is a kind of person, and you can be buried with Mao Dun!" ”

Yun Lang hurriedly said: "Everyone is still far away, I don't think this thing is a good thing, Dashuai and Sima are here, if you ......"

Xie Changchuan felt that what Yun Lang said was reasonable, he didn't die on the battlefield, if he died in the hands of the coffin machine, he wouldn't be able to die!