The offense lasted only half an afternoon and couldn't go on, not because the warriors weren't brave enough. It's not that the weather is not conducive to the attack, but because all the Donghu nobles can see that this is sending the young men to death.

Only half of the people who successfully evacuated were only half of the departure, and the most elite warriors of Donghu were assembled. No one stood on the head of Pingliang City, and I have to say that this is a heavy blow to the Donghu people. Because they found that even if the Donghu tribe died, it would be impossible to capture this fortified city.

The Ratat Nu broke his leg and fled the battlefield on his back. He looked back and saw that the siege engines in front of the city gate were still burning. In this siege battle, Qi Guoyuan did not use fire oil on a large scale. It's expensive, and there's no need to use it. The stout ram could effortlessly knock over the enemy's ladder, and many of the Donghu soldiers on it were thrown to death.

Chu Dayong also felt bored, because he and his men seemed to have nothing to do throughout the battle. They stood at the gap in the arrow stack, and the arrows flying up from the city "clanked" on the armor, but no matter what, they couldn't shoot through the well-made armor of the Yun family. Instead, those elite Donghu archers were mercilessly shot by crossbowmen hiding behind the shooting holes.

"It's over!" Ever since Lao Jin watched this battle, he could only say these two sentences. It's all a lie, Nie Bao, this damn guy deceived him. The sturdiness and height of Donghu were beyond his knowledge, and he had never seen such a tall wall in his seventy years of life. In his mind, Pingliang City should be a little bigger than those small cities in Yan Kingdom. Who can realize that the city wall alone is more than ten zhang high. The ladders barely reached the height of the city walls.

The young men were pushed down the city in strings, and the Chinese people did not use their blades. You can let these sturdy lads fall to death! Luckily, it had just snowed, and there was a thick layer of snow and ice under the walls. Otherwise, the casualties will be even worse.

But this is not the worst, the worst are those Donghu soldiers who fell into the moat. When the water turns into ice, it will be covered with ice ballast after climbing up from the water. If you want to survive, it depends on God's will.

"It's over! Donghu is finished! Old Kim sighed and returned to the carriage. The rickety body seems to have aged fifty years all of a sudden.

Murong Tuoba also seemed to be dozens of years old, and he walked like an old man in the prime of life. He knew that this time Donghu was finished. They couldn't return to their hometown in Xing'anling, and the 300,000 troops fled except for them. The biggest possibility is to become a captive of the Chinese Huns and the Yiqu people. God knows how these people will deal with their people.

At this time, Yun Yue was in Pingliang City. Murong Dan's condition still did not improve, and Xia Ju did not improve even after feeding the medicine several times in a row. Traditional Chinese medicine is like this, although the medicine is good and the side effects are small, the effect is too slow. Hasn't changed for thousands of years.

In the battle on the city wall, Yun Yue didn't even look at it. The Donghu people, who do not have modern siege equipment, can break through Chu Dayong's defense line to kill talents. The Modao Battalion was sent to battle today to deter those Donghu people. Let them know what kind of army the Pingliang army is. If it weren't for the large number of Donghu people, he even wanted to send Zhang Han out to fight a counter-charge. However, in view of the fact that there were too many Donghu people, Yun Yue gave up this suicidal idea.

"Master Hou, someone brought it." The old ginger ghost went into the study, and the old guy walked without a sound. Yun Yue observed a few times before realizing that the old boy was wearing brand-new cloth shoes instead of boots.

"Hmmm! Bring it in! Yun Yue snorted with her nose and ordered someone to be brought in.

Mauja was waterboarded, but there were no skin injuries. It's just that his face is a little pale, and his expression is very flustered. It is estimated that he is still immersed in waterboarding, and it is difficult to extricate himself from the great pain it has brought him. Seeing Yun Yue, Mao Jia knelt on the ground without saying a word. Hanging his head, he didn't dare to look at this lord of peace.

"Mauja! I didn't see it, you have such a big ability. Since you confessed truthfully, Ben Hou will not kill you according to Lao Jiang. In the future, I will let you continue to be an official, but I will give you a different errand. Since you are sent by the imperial court, let you be responsible for detecting the fine work sent by the imperial court. To atone for your sins, are you willing? Yun Yue said to Mao Jia with a smile. Let the spy catch the spy, it can be said to make the best use of everything. Presumably, this Mao Jia is anxious to show his loyalty to Yun Yue, and he will definitely set off a bloody storm. At that time, the meticulous work of the imperial court in Pingliang City or Lü Buwei's meticulous work will be devastated.

"Thank you for the grace of Hou Ye not to kill, Mao Jia will hand it over to Hou Ye. As long as you tell you to do something, your subordinates will do their best to do it. Mao Jia kowtowed excitedly on the ground, as long as the Lord of Peace, spoke. His life was saved.

"How did Qiandu recruit you? And what do you want to do? What benefits did he promise you? Yun Yue saw Mao Jia's confession, so she asked with interest.

"The villain's family has been poor since he was a child, and he will not starve to death because of the help of Qiandu Gong. When I was eight years old, Qiandu Gong saw that I was still smart. Then someone taught me to read and write, and Hou Ye Lantian opened Yushan Academy. Qiandu Gong stuffed the villain in, and then followed the teacher to Pingliang. A few years ago, Qiandu Gong has not been in contact with the villain.

It was only last year that I was contacted by the Prince. Let me help him do things, and I relied on the errand in charge of the grain superintendent, so I reported the total amount of taxes paid each year. There are also Pingliang's grain reserves, and the consumption of grain and straw have also been informed of Qiandu Gong. The rest is just a few rumors. ”

"That's all there is to it, no matter how bold the villain is, he won't dare to deceive you." Mao Jia hurriedly bowed his head and knelt down.

"What benefits does Qiandu promise you? Is it money or women or whatever. "Yun Yue always believes that it is okay to let you work hard. However, it is necessary to have a suitable price, he knows Jing Er's family background very well, although he is the king of Qin. However, the financial power of the Great Qin court was in the hands of Lü Buwei, while the financial power of the inner government was in the hands of Zhao Ji. She may give up the rights outside one by one, but she can't give up the power to control the inner government.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and the espionage industry is an industry with huge costs. Yun Yue wondered how Jing Er raised funds and then planted them under his nose.

"When the Duke of Qiandu allowed me to leave the palace, he took up the post of Zhongshu Ling, and said that this was the royal order of the king and the two queen mothers. Let me not spread the word! Mao Jia was a little smug. You must know that Zhongshu Ling is equivalent to Jing Er's secretary general, and all official documents must be read from him first. Historically, Li Si once held this position. Moreover, those who have done the Zhongshu Order are very familiar with the exchange of official documents and the procedures of the imperial court in handling government affairs on a daily basis. In the future, there will be a great opportunity to sit on the state of one person and ten thousand people. This is a tempting thing for Mao Jia, a poor child.

"Hahaha! Mao Jia, if I were you, you wouldn't believe Qiandu's nonsense. Think about it, what kind of position is Zhongshuling. How could it be possible for you to be involved in a poor family, and why didn't Qiandu let you spread the word? Besides, the queen mother and the current king have not been on good terms for a long time because of the affairs of Chang Yu. Do you really believe that the Queen Mother will agree to this matter? I'm afraid that the day you succeed will be the time when your head falls to the ground. Back in Xianyang, what awaits you is definitely a killing butcher's knife instead of a high-ranking official. In this way, Lao Jiang can be regarded as saving your life. ”

Yun Yue immediately heard the clue from Mao Jia's words, and indeed Mao Jia is also a talent. But compared to Li Si, it was still a level behind. Jing Er can be regarded as a person with a vicious eye, and he will definitely not hand over the position of Zhongshu Ling, which is to cultivate Xiangbang, to such a mediocre talent. The so-called thousand-degree official wish is just a flicker. Poor position Mao Jia, all on the stretcher, thought what Qiandu said was true. Not mediocrity or what?

"Ah......h Mao Jia was suddenly shocked, he was not smart but definitely not stupid. Yun Yue said a beginning, and he understood. Thinking about Qiandu's words, it is indeed unconvincing. But he was fascinated by the high-ranking official Houlu at the beginning, and he actually believed the nonsense of Qiandu. came to Pingliang to work for the imperial court, until just now he planned to deceive Yun Yue and return to Xianyang to find Qiandu.

Cold sweat flowed down Mao Jia's sideburns, and his body couldn't stop shaking. "I am loyal to the court, why should they do this to me." Mauja roared angrily.

The old Jiang next to him was about to teach him a lesson, but was stopped by Yun Yue. "Why? Just because you know too much, whether it is officialdom or the palace, there are too many dirty things. As a craftsman, of course you know a lot. If there is a **** to tell the matter, the history is like a knife, how do you let the future generations of the world view today's king? And speaking of secrecy...... The dead are more reliable than the living. You say, will Qiandu turn you into a dead man? ”

"Mao Jia is not with that thousand degrees in this life, and the villain Hou Ye will definitely complete Hou Ye's military order. The court lurking in Pingliang City was wiped out, and the villain lied last time. The villain also knows several contact points for the fine work, and there are some small works hidden in the army. Villain, go and find them out now. I just hope that Hou Ye will read the villain's repentance and take the villain's wife from Xianyang. The villain is grateful. Mao Jia slammed his head to the ground and knocked it with a "boom" and "boom" sound. Yun Yue, who was sitting behind the desk, inhaled a cool breath, don't knock this thing to death in front of you. With a wave of his hand, he motioned for Lao Jiang to pull the person down.

This Mao Jia seems to have practiced iron head skills, and the floor tiles are about to be shattered, but his head is only a big red patch.

"Okay, you go and get those people out now. As long as there is real evidence, they are all locked up. The first half of Yun Yue's sentence was said to Mao Jia, but the second half of the sentence was said to Lao Jiang. Without Lao Jiang to follow, Mao Jia wanted to go to the barracks to arrest people, but he was afraid that he would be chopped into meat sauce as soon as he spoke. (To be continued.) )