When Wei Changfeng arrived in Xingcheng, it was already the morning of the next day, and they didn't dare to approach Xingcheng City at night, in case they were killed by their own people, they would be wronged, so they simply slept outside Xingcheng City overnight, and only came to the city early the next morning. The gates of Xingcheng were opened, refugees, wounded soldiers, and stragglers came and went, and the soldiers in charge of guarding the gates shouted loudly, but they could not stop the surging flow of people at the gates.

Wei Changfeng led his team into the city with the crowded flow of people, and the city was even more chaotic, there were no more vendors on the roadside, only women wearing sackcloth wrapped in filial piety cloth on their heads, children with tears on their faces, and old people with expressionless faces. On both sides of the road, piles of paper money fluttered in the wind, which were the relatives of the war dead paying tribute. The woman's wails continued, mixed with the childish cries of the children. Occasionally, some wounded soldiers walked by or were carried on stretchers, and the groans of pain added to the desolate and frightening atmosphere.

Wei Changfeng turned around for a long time before he could inquire about the location of the military camp. He led his soldiers all the way and finally found the barracks. At the gate of the camp, a general dressed in a centurion uniform led a few soldiers to guard it.

Wei Changfeng reported his name, explaining that he returned to the team after falling behind.

"What are you guys eating?!" The general shouted, "The military order is like a mountain, let you return to the team as soon as possible, why are you here now?" ”

"Centurion," Wei Changfeng replied calmly, "our troops have been routed by Donghu, and we can't find troops at all, where can we get orders?" ”

"Nonsense!" The general continued to use strong words, "Everyone who falls behind should return to the team as soon as possible, this is common sense!" ”

"We're already doing it as soon as possible." Wei Changfeng replied.

The centurion saw that Wei Changfeng refused to admit his mistake, and he was even more angry in his heart, but Wei Changfeng really couldn't find fault with what he said, so he could only shout: "You guys will go to the school field for me immediately!" General Zhao is carrying out a public sacrifice, you should go back to the team immediately! ”

Wei Changfeng raised his feet and left.

They fought all the way and escaped death, but it can be said that they returned to the team after all the hardships, and they actually met such a general. Yes, they failed, but can they be blamed for this? Who is directing the operation? Is he a captain? Or are you going to let them resist the tens of thousands of Donghu troops alone? One general was incompetent and exhausted the whole army, and now, the generals who commanded the battle are still lying peacefully, but they are the soldiers who fought bloodily and are reprimanded! Public sacrifice, what is the use of public sacrifice? Can it be exchanged for the lives of those soldiers who died?

Wei Changfeng took his subordinates to find the school field, only to see that the school field was black and pressing, on the high platform, several monks and Taoists were doing things, the front row of the stage, the senior generals were standing neatly, it seems that the public sacrifice has been going on for a while.

The general in charge of the organization introduced Wei Changfeng into the ranks, and the soldiers without rank were sent to the barracks. Wei Changfeng talked in a low voice with the people around him, and in a moment he already had a general understanding of the war here in Xingcheng.

Donghu's successive victories were supposed to have the advantage, but fortunately, perhaps it was the successive victories that caused them to be as arrogant as General Zhu, Donghu actually took advantage of the failure of the Han army's attack and sent troops to attack Xingcheng from the flank, and shortly before Wei Changfeng arrived in Xingcheng, the Donghu army stormed Xingcheng, as a result, they suffered a big loss and had to retreat. It was also taking advantage of this rare time to defeat Donghu that Chang General Zhao Zi'an ordered this memorial service.

Zhao Zi'an led this 10,000-person team, which was the second team of 10,000 people in the rebel army. General Zhu gave him a death order, asking him to defend Xingcheng to the death, this time, he finally succeeded, not only succeeded, but also launched a continuous counterattack against Donghu, although the counterattack had no effect, but paid a heavy price, but after all, being able to fight back can be regarded as an exciting news. Although General Zhao cannot be said to be a famous general, he is at least a good general, a good general who loves soldiers, at least, he can think of using a little time to pay tribute to the dead in the war.

"Licheng ~~~~~" the main priest announced loudly.

Zhao Zi'an strode up to the stage from the stage, he glanced at the audience, looked at the black head, let go of his throat, and said loudly: "The dead are gone, although the death is still glorious!" We defeated the Donghu army before, after this memorial, our army will pay with blood, tomorrow, we will continue to attack, drive Donghu away! ”

"Do you want to attack?" Whispers rang out from the crowd.

Donghu failed in the siege of the city, and formed seven villages dozens of miles outside the city, connected with each other, and rested temporarily. General Zhao launched continuous attacks, trying to expand the results of the battle, but Donghu backed against the seven villages, using cavalry to repeatedly assault outward, every offensive of the Han army was defeated, 10,000 soldiers, now there are only more than 6,000 people left, the heavy losses make everyone's hearts blocked, and now General Zhao is going to attack again, I don't know how many people will die tomorrow?

"General, you can't fight like this anymore!" A voice suddenly rang out from the end of the ranks of junior officers.

"Presumptuous!" On the side, the small capital who managed the team shouted angrily.

Zhao Zi'an twisted his eyebrows and asked, "Who is it?" Come out and speak! ”

In the queue, a person slowly walked out. This person is none other than Wei Changfeng.