I crouched in the corner and drew circles.

He raised his cane just now, I really thought he was going to beat Zhaoyou.

Zhao You looked at me puzzled: "What did he do?" ”

"It's nothing...... It is to beat the disobedient soldiers to death and force the undisciplined Praetorian Guards to eat pig's heart...... When I was five years old, I was punished for standing at the east gate of the imperial city for two hours with a dung bucket for not reciting the art of war...... When I was seven years old, I fell asleep in class and was punished for a month of training with adult soldiers......" I whispered.

Zhaoyou: "......"

Da Sima looked at me and squinted and smiled.

I shuddered and turned my head away, pretending not to see.

I can't say what he did to me, but the aura he showed was just terrifying.

His hands were stained with blood, and he could decisively end a life, whether it was good or evil...... Anyway...... It's like the devil is terrifying......

The passage of the city gate is topped by a wall, and the shadows are slightly cooler.

After waiting for a while, the gates were finally about to open.

The bolts on both sides of the gate creaked, and the sound of grinding resounded through the sky. There was a grinding sound of heavy objects at the other end of the gate, as if soldiers were dragging away the stone mill blocking the gate.

When the doors on both sides are open enough for a person to enter, they are no longer opened.

It seems that the summer cold did not allow the soldiers to remove all defenses, but only wanted to move the heavy objects away and let us in.

I stepped on the slightly uneven stone bricks, and I wanted to be the first to enter, but when I thought of Da Sima, I turned around and made a gesture of please.

"Yes, very polite." Da Sima complimented me, stood on crutches, and walked slowly inside.

I followed with a hard head, and returned to the city with Zhaoyou one after another.

The gates of the city slowly closed behind him, and there was a violent grinding sound again, isolating the city from the outside.

The interior of the city is indeed a complete defensive posture.

The whole city was under martial law, and no one was allowed to enter or leave the city at will. Soldiers lined up on street corners, meticulously holding their weapons.

In the summer, Leng requisitioned the area near the city gate to drive away the civilians, and built a dozen large umbrellas here.

And Xiao Wuhua and many craftsmen sat under these big umbrellas, constantly knocking on the wooden armor used by the wooden armor soldiers, and repairing the wooden armor as quickly as possible. Although Jiang Dayu has withdrawn his troops now, they have not slackened because of this, but are preparing for the next possible battle more quickly.

Summer Leng walked down from the city gate, his face was not good-looking, and he looked at me with a strong sense of condemnation.

Xiao Wan bypassed him, ran from the city wall and hugged me, crying and complaining: "Master, are you alright? You want to scare us to death? ”

"She's fine." Zhao lobbied.

"Hmm...... I'm fine......" I replied stiffly.

"Master, what's wrong with you? The face is so ugly, is it really not hurt? The little bowl looked me up and down.

"It's really okay......"

I just felt the gaze of Da Sima behind me.

This old man kept looking at me.

"General." After coming down from the city wall in the summer, he wore a military uniform, came to Da Sima, and gave a standard military salute.

"Oh, it's Xiao Leng, we're meeting again."

I was a little surprised: "You know each other? ”

The summer is cold: "When I was in the Northern Regions, I had a relationship with Da Sima. ”

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