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When the Handan soldiers in the Zhao army came to the city again to sing mournful local folk songs, the head of the Handan clan came to Xun Sheng. "Doctor, Zhao Bing is here again, what should I do?"

Xun Sheng is a fellow member of the Zhongxing clan, serving as a doctor, and when Zhongxing Yin went south to Hanoi, he was left to guard Handan City. I thought it was an easy fat difference, but the situation changed, and when Zhongxingyin was in danger of dying in battle, Handan became a line of defense south of the Bai people.

The cadres who can fight have been taken to the south by Zhong Xingyin, Xun Sheng can only be regarded as a general, his ability is mediocre, he stared at a plate of wheat cakes, meat pieces and sake in front of him early in the morning in a daze, this is his morning food, but another sleepless night made him sore, and he only wanted to gag when he saw food. "Zhibo hasn't replied yet?"

"No," the head of the Handan clan, Shibin, said with a bitter face, "There is no news from the Bai people. ”

"Send a few more cars!"

"It's useless, Zhao's light cavalry may have cut off the road between the two places, and these passing cars ...... before they arrived."

"Send it out!" Xun Sheng smashed his fist on the case, and shouted angrily. Now, Xun Sheng found himself trapped and died in a lonely city, just like the compassionate clan uncle Zhong Xingyin.

"I'm afraid Handan can't hold it." Shibin was full of sorrow, he knew the situation in Handan best, although the city was high and deep, but there was no danger to defend, at most it was a miniature version of the song, and that's it, mainly because now the people of Handan have no intention of fighting......

The war between Handan and the Zhao clan had ended after Handanji's death, and revenge had become a joke. The people are not interested in the dignity and independence of the Handan clan, they only care about when their husbands and children will return. Except for Handan City, other counties and towns no longer listen to the orders of Shebin and the new head of the family.

Just in the beginning. Xun Sheng and Shibin can also spread rumors that the Zhao family is brutal, and after the war, all the Handan soldiers were killed in the Muye pit, which is exactly what they say, which makes people grit their teeth, and the hatred with the Zhao family is a little deeper.

But when the Zhao army besieged the city several times and let people sing Handan's local songs outside, this lie was self-defeating......

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"Please become a prime minister, the world is in trouble, and the war is endless."

"Handan has no owner. If you don't see each other, why don't you ......"

When the song sounded, Xun Sheng initially thought that the Zhao army was attacking the city at night, and after waking up from the couch suddenly, he heard the songs of Handan on all sides at night, and the guests were also shocked: "The Zhao family has already won Handan?" Why are there so many people in Handan! ”

It was night, and everyone in the city was disturbed by the singing, and they didn't know what was going on outside the city, why were so many Handan people singing in unison?

In this alone, Xun Sheng and Shebin were still able to control the situation. After all, in addition to the 3,000 Handan soldiers, they still have 3,000 marching troops available. "If necessary, we have enough food in our hands to sustain a year's siege." Xun Sheng gave Shibin a boost to himself.

Shibin poured cold water on him.

"I'm afraid there won't be any siege. The Zhao clan has been besieging the city for several days, and has not launched a general attack, as far as I can see. They may have been cutting down wood and quarrying to make siege equipment. The forest is dense near Handan, and there are also purple mountains that can provide stones. and so on, made of the siege weapon that broke the song of the moon and the dynasty. The ladder was set up, and Zhao Bing bundled his hooks and swarmed up, and Handan's city walls would be broken through dozens of locations at the same time. We may retreat to the inner town and hold on for a while, but the rest of the city will fall within one thing...... This all-sided Handan song of pathos and war-weariness is probably aimed at weakening the guards' minds. “

Xun Sheng's heart was cold, indeed, with these people alone, they wanted to deal with the 20,000 Zhao army outside the city, as well as maintain the panic among the people in the city, but they were especially disgusted and not enough, so Xun Sheng looked forward to reinforcements.

"If Zhibo had planned to help Handan, the rescue would have arrived a long time ago, but only the first brigade from half a month ago came, which is a drop in the bucket! Zhibo was only concerned about Jinyang and Pingyang, and only after clearing Zhao Han's army west of Taihang would he move eastward. Shibin said gloomily.

"It's impossible for the Bank of China to give up Handan!" Xun Sheng said, "Therefore, as long as I hold Handan, I can pinn down the Zhao army, so that they will not be able to continue to attack the Bai people in the north." "I heard that the Zhongxing clan itself is also in a mess, the Zhongxing uncle is dead, and the prince of the Zhongxing family is willing to sacrifice the territory in the west to ask Zhibo for help, so Zhibo merged the territory in the west of the Zhongxing clan, as if he is the head of the three families of Zhi, Xun and Zhongxing. And the Bank of China only has Dongyang Land left, of which 3,000 soldiers have been sent to Handan, and the rest of the people are used to suppress the continuous rebellion of Rong Di in the territory and the covetousness of the Chen clan of Qi to Dongyang, unless the Bank of China clan is determined to fight a decisive battle under Handan City, it is impossible to send a single soldier again. “

Knowing that both the Bank of China are from the Xun family, Xun Sheng has a very good relationship with the two families, but now, there is no side to help him, he can't help but sit on the couch in despair, not knowing what to do.

At this time, it was already dawning, and the singing that had stopped all night sounded outside Handan City again.

"Please become a picture, the world is ruined, and the city is full of dry bones."

"Handan is dead, and it may be difficult to resist stubbornly......"

There is a strong wind blowing today, and the singing is a little fluctuating in the wind, but it can spread farther, throughout the entire southern city of Handan.

Xun Sheng turned his head to look out the window in annoyance, but saw an unexpected scene:

Countless white birds, flying lightly in the sky in the gale, swept into Handan from outside the city!

What is written in the ......, and what is written in this letter?" “

Handan City has a large population, a total of 20,000 or 30,000 people, and is arranged to fortify everywhere, when the sky full of "white birds" flew into the city, the people of Handan were first shocked, thinking that it was the enemy's weapon, and fled far away. After seeing that it was fine, I immediately had the courage to pick up those "white birds", but found that it was a light silk material made of bamboo, and it was also written with ink-colored Jin State seals.

So those who could read and hyphenate were recognized. "This is written about a Handan soldier named Xi, he said that his family lives in Huaili, east of the city, and the person he wants to pick up here tells his father and brother in Handan, he is still alive, and those township parties who went south together are also alive, they are serving the son of the Zhao family, and the prince is merciful, as long as Handan surrenders, he can avoid the disaster of blood and light, and he does not need to be crushed into powder by thunderbolts like a song......"

After reading it, the man held up the letter and shouted: "Who thinks that the joy of Huaili in the east of the city!" “

No one answered, but some of the other letters, fortunately found acquaintances, and voices of surprise and disappointment continued to sound in the city. "My son is alive!" "The concubine's husband is just outside the city!" "My father and brother are both built here, so why are we fighting in the city?"

Xun Sheng and the guests spread rumors that all the soldiers in Handan were slaughtered, and they were immediately recognized......

The singing outside the city became higher and higher, both sad and sad, and the people of Handan listened to the commotion of the army, and they all wept and looked outside the city.

Handan was already a generous and sad man, and there was singing outside the city, and the soldiers and people in the city learned that it was their own township party and brothers who sang outside, and they soon followed the beat to reconcile. So, in the interval of the decisive battle between the two armies in the battle of life and death, a strange scene appeared, this song has a similar format, but the content is different every time "Chengxiang", and it was sung inside and outside the city for most of the day.

The hearts of the people of Handan were blown up by a song and a piece of paper......

...... "The letter you wrote worked well. Zhao Wuxian turned around and said with a smile to Xiang Lu, who was following him.

This attack on Handan, is still the heart of the attack, of course, Zhao Wuxian is not simply copying the embattled, he asked the public transport squad to make flying paper kites to pass letters into the city in the windy weather, flying all over the streets and alleys, and now with the singing on all sides, it seems to have a lot of effects, and the city began to respond.

At this point, most of the resistance in the city has been dissipated.

Xiang Lu smiled, touched his smooth chin a little shyly, and after arriving in Handan, Zhao Wuxian gave him a task: to help the soldiers from Handan write a letter to their families.

So in the past few days, he was very busy, surrounded by a group of Handan soldiers, he laid out the public paper, held the thin rabbit millibi, and signaled that they could start.

The Handan soldiers stammered for a long time, as if the person he wanted to speak was standing across from him. In the end, under Xiang Lu's persuasion, they began to talk.

During this period, Xiang Lu looked up at them while writing, and he wrote whatever they said, trying to help these illiterate Handan people sort out clearly.

In addition to stating their place of origin and reporting safety to their families, the letter also called on the people of Handan to surrender, once surrendered, the war could be stopped, the people in the city could be spared the pain of war, and the people outside the city could return home safely without killing each other.

After writing, Xiang Lu gave the letter to the soldiers, and they carefully held it in their hands, looking upside down, as if these seal characters would be misplaced if they were not careful. Then everyone thanked him for their kindness, and some people had never written down their names in their lives.

That feeling, Xiang Lu will never forget! "In this way, I can also be regarded as contributing to the capture of Handan." Xiang Lu thought so.

In the gale, the sad song is getting bigger and bigger, from homesickness to war weariness, Handan people yearn for peace in the war, and long for rest in the tiredness. "Please make a statement, say the word, and the monarch has five covenants to make it clear."

"You will abide by it, and the country will be prosperous!"

Zhao Wuxian also snorted a few words with the beat, and his heart became fierce, it seems that the destruction of this city does not need to wait for the catapult to be caused.

He said loudly to the military officials behind him: "Second and third sons, the opportunity to break Handan has arrived, and it is today!" “

For some reason, although he had only been in Handan for a few days, Zhao Wuxian liked the generosity and tragedy here, and he liked this vast and grassy plain.

He was determined to let Handan, a city that was almost synonymous with "Zhao State" in later generations, have the surname "Zhao" from today onwards! (To be continued.) )