Outside Jialing City, thousands of miles to the north, in the wine shop of a small town in Li Tang, there is a lot of hustle and bustle. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The official road not far from the wine shop is leading to the north, but in the days of wind and snow, there are few pedestrians, and the first year is approaching, let alone the merchants and husbands.

When there was nothing to do, the people around them ordered a pot of wine in the wine shop, a few side dishes, baked the stove, and talked nonsense from all over the world, waiting for it to get dark and go home.

The coming day is another day, and the end of the year is the most leisurely time.

At least the news of the Huns' invasion has not yet reached here.

"Shhh

In the cold wind, there was a sound of horses, and the people who were chatting energetically in the wine shop stopped, and the boasting of the past few days had already told everyone a few things about their knowledge, and now when they heard the sound of horses, it was obvious that outsiders had raised their interest.

Maybe even have a good look.

When everyone looked forward to the wine shop, the old blanket hanging at the door was lifted, and a thin figure walked in, and instead of sitting on the empty wooden bench, he said straight to the house, "Man, bring me ten baked cakes!" ”

The people who came were dusty, their faces were tired, and their eyes were bloodshot when they were very delicate, and they thought that they had been rushing for days, and they were extremely tired and tired.

The snowflakes on the black jacket on his body were not patted away, and the person who came untied the water bag on his waist, threw it next to the shopkeeper, and continued, "Bring me two more catties of wine, the stronger the better!" ”

So saying, he stood there, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Soon, the man brought the bread and the wine bag, and the man in the black jacket poured a sip of wine, took a bite of the bread, put the rest of the bread in a small package behind him, dropped the silver, and strode out.

"You say, what's going on these days, with so much snow falling, and so many people going north?"

After a short silence, he looked at the departing back of the man in the black coat, and the man wrapped in coarse cotton shook the black pottery cup in his hand, swayed the slightly cloudy wine, and asked the person sitting with him.

"Yes, it's two or three days before the first birthday, why go north?"

It was another incomprehensible echo.

"You don't understand this......

Seeing that he had successfully attracted the attention of the people with him, a person at the next table lowered his voice with a little joy and said, "The group of people dressed no different from you and me a while ago, but the fierce aura on the body, where can ordinary people have, it is said to be ......"

I don't know if he was afraid in his heart, or if he deliberately sold Guanzi, this person lowered his voice again, "It is said that it is the flying armor in the capital, you must know, the disaster in the north, coupled with the severe cold and frozen bones, where can the common people stand it?" Now that the flying armor is out, it must be a big deal. And this person has an extraordinary temperament, it will be dark soon, and the wind and snow will be more urgent, but he has to hurry non-stop, I am afraid that he will be sent by the imperial court......"

"Could it be that there are refugees in the north?"

The person who spoke hurriedly looked up, but he was shocked, and the man in the black jacket who was about to walk out of the door had already arrived in front of him with half of the uneaten bread in his hand.

"A group of centaurs went to the Northlands?"

Sure enough, it was a person from the imperial court, and there was a terrifying momentum when he spoke, and the person who pretended to be a trick before was the first to stammer, "Big ...... The adults spare their lives, and the small ones ...... The little one just chewed on the base of his tongue......"

The man in the black jacket was a little impatient, and slapped his hand on the table, "Come on!" ”

The latter nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice, "The little one said that ten days ago, at noon, about four or five hundred people passed by here, and the little one leaned against the window at that time, and opened the curtain to take a look. ”

The black-jacketed man frowned and muttered, "Since I received the news, I have been rushing all the way from Xinyang City, and I haven't heard of any state capital sending troops to help, which way will this be?" ”

After saying this, the man in the black jacket didn't care about the people who were begging for mercy, he hurried his steps, got out of the wine shop, rode on his horse and quickly drove away.

"Shh......h

The frightened man in the wine shop touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and saw that the people around him did not make fun of his cowardly appearance before, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and reached out to the table, wanting to pick up a glass and drink a few sips of wine to slow down the fear that had not faded.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched the wooden table, the wooden table fell apart in an uproar, and all the people sitting next to him immediately jumped up and looked to the north, their eyes full of fear.

"Dude, check out!"

Before the man in the wine shop could recover from the shock, a voice came from the corner, and the man said a word, dropped the broken silver, and got up and walked out with a xylophone on the table.

At this time, everyone found that the person who left seemed to be not afraid of the cold, but he was wearing white clothes, with a slender figure, with a hat on his headband, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

When the man in white came out of the wine shop, a person by the window picked up the curtain cloth, glanced at the direction he left, and couldn't help but whisper, "What, all went north?" ”

As soon as he said a word, the rest of the people also poked their heads over, but in addition to the increasingly violent wind and snow outside, where was there half a figure?

However, these are irrelevant to the people in the wine shop, after all, no matter how chaotic the Northland is, it will not affect their comfortable life, shrinking up, holding the black pottery cup, and continuing to drink bad wine while talking about the things of the Northland.

In the distance, on the official road, the wind and snow came in the evening, and the pedestrians were in a hurry.

Under the night, the wind roared, the snowflakes were as big as hair, the head of the city was soaked, Liu Xi's back was soaked, and the fighting for several days made him physically and mentally exhausted, his eyes were red and swollen, his lips were also chapped, and his tongue licked, only to feel a pain that pierced his heart.

On this day, the Huns were repulsed, but most of the catapults and bed crossbows were also damaged, even if the craftsmen rushed to make them overnight, it was difficult to repair those broken tools, and as for making new ones, it was even more difficult.

So, tomorrow, it's going to be hard.

"Alas......"

He sighed again, as if he was about to vomit out all the panic that had been suppressed in his chest, and he had held out for five days, and the people in the city had also withdrawn, but there were few defenders left in the city.

After all, being able to hold out for five days is already considered to be everyone's efforts, and the catapult and bed crossbow can resist the attack of the Huns, but if that Taoist disciple Zhang Shaolu intervenes, how can these tools withstand it?

Fortunately, Zhang Shaolu has not appeared in the past few days.

The pressure brought to Liu Xi by the figure of the purple robe and purple crown was comparable to the 200,000 army of the Huns, after all, the city wall could still resist the attack of the Huns, but if Zhang Shaolu made a move, the city wall less than five zhang high would play no role.

Inexplicably, a sense of apprehension and uneasiness poured into Liu Xi's heart, leaning on the cold masonry of the city wall, and he couldn't help but feel like numbness.

Under the city, in the Hun camp, Nuhar stood in the sweat tent, staring at the dancing lights on the low desk in front of him, and his wide hands subconsciously fiddled with the silver dagger.

"Hoo ......"

The felt hanging outside the sweat tent was lifted, and a cold wind poured in with flakes of snow, causing the lights to flutter with the wind.

Nohar turned his head and saw the appearance of the person who came, and couldn't help but hurriedly step forward and hurriedly said, "Sir, do you have any news of Xiapi?" ”

As the king of the steppe, Nuhar also had a time when he was restless.

Xiapi City was captured the day before yesterday, and Nuhar also passed a decree, ordering Zat to lead his troops to join forces, but until now, no news has come, could it be that the 80,000 horses have an accident?

Worried, seeing Zhang Shaolu, who inquired about the situation, returning, where could Nuhar still be able to bear it?

"King Khan, something is wrong, the eldest prince seems to have fallen into a trap and has been trapped in the mountains by Li Tang's soldiers."

"What! Zate not only brought many soldiers and horses, but was also protected by a Zen master who fell into the dust, how could he end up in this situation? Also, why didn't the gentleman come to the rescue? ”

Obviously, it was hard for Nuhar to believe Zhang Shaolu's words.

"Ahem...... King Khan, it's no wonder that this thing is in this seat, the eldest prince is greedy for merit and has fallen into the trap of the Tang people, I have also made a move, but there is a venerable soldier halfway, as for the dusty monk, I am afraid that it will be difficult to protect himself, cough cough ......"

At this time, Nuhar found that Zhang Shaolu, who had always been gentle and elegant, looked a little embarrassed, his face was pale, his long hair that had always been neat under the purple crown was also slightly messy, and the purple gold robe was even more dilapidated, as if he had been cut piece by piece with a sword.

Thick eyebrows were raised, Nuhar waved his arm violently, and the dagger was out of his hand, sticking into Zhang Shaolu's cheek, half-submerged on the ground a foot away.

"Hmph, when you came to my sweat tent, you said that you would help the king to drive down, and it was also said that Li Tang's prince would cooperate with the outside world, where did these promises go! Since the soldiers have sent masters, why don't you Taoists invite the ancestors over! ”

Under the rage, Nuhar frowned coldly, and his momentum was awe-inspiring.

But Zhang Shaolu was unmoved, and he didn't even raise his eyebrows, "King Khan, this seat is telling you about that, the matter of the soldiers is just an accident, but your dignified Hun King led an army of 200,000 to sneak attack, and he couldn't even capture a small Yangqu City, who is to blame?" ”

As if he had been poked in the sore spot, Nuhar stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Shaolu, unable to speak angrily, "You ......"

His eyebrows twitched, and a trace of disdain flashed at the corner of Zhang Shaolu's mouth, "King Khan, the reason why my Daomen helps you is just to purge the Central Plains Sect, and only my Mountain Sect is the only one." Without you, there are other ways to leave this seat, and you, leaving this seat, can no longer take half a step! What's more, without the help of my original mountain gate patriarch Qiu Zhenren, where would there be you now! ”

The burly body took a few steps back, and Nuhar's face was flushed and he was panting heavily, but he couldn't say a word.

Zhang Shaolu sneered twice, ignoring Nuhar, who was regarded as a generation of pride on the grassland, and stroked his hand on the damaged part of his clothes, and a trace of gloom flashed between his eyebrows, "This seat is not a dishonest person, since I have promised you, I will naturally do my best, I still need to recuperate tonight, and I will help you attack the city early tomorrow morning." As long as Yangqu City is taken, Zat and his party still have hope of survival, and there is still a chance to succeed in their move south. ”

After that, Zhang Shaolu turned around and left, and in the sweat tent, Nuhar's face was cloudy and unstable, which was quite terrifying.