As for why he chose to attack Wind Catcher City with all his might, Zhou Yu had a consideration. In the current situation of internal and external troubles, we must first settle the inside. The center of Kuzsia is the Windcatcher City, and taking her will avoid the passive situation of being attacked from both sides, and how long Carman City can last is a question mark, but the tsundere Kaman people need to pay some price for their freedom, and there is no such novelty as a free dinner in the world for a long time.

Morning light, the wind is dashing.

"Grand Governor, the troops have been assembled. Waiting for your command. Bai Qi rode a sand crocodile and slowly approached Zhou Yu and said. This mighty man is more than half a hundred years old, and his frost-like sideburns have recorded countless vicissitudes of life, and they are also engraved with the heroic spirit of the rain and wind, who knows how long he can fight. But they all know that fighting is the only reason for their existence. Not to live to fight, but to die to stand.

"Let's go!"

Under the worried eyes of the four rotating leaders and Bellman, Zhou Yu led more than 5,000 infantry to slowly set out. Along the way, they had to make their way around Death Canyon and pass through more than a dozen tribes to reach Catcher. The Governor had planned the route of march according to the map in advance, although there were some twists and turns, but fortunately there was no shortage of supplies, and with the oasis as a turning point, the army would not decline before fighting.

Xiaosha grew at an astonishing speed, and within a month it was already a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a wolf's head and a lion's tail, and it was eaten by ten soldiers, and what was surprising was that it was not as cute as it was when it was a child, but more and more fierce and terrifying, often baring its fangs, glaring around, and very alert. Zhou Yu's unclear feet of promise are also gradually changing the master and servant, one person and one dog, as if as long as he wears the promised feet and rides on Xiaosha, he can experience its mood and communicate with it, whether it is hungry or sleepy, dangerous or happy, he can feel it. Could it be that the wonder of this divine foot is that it can telepathize with the mount? The Metropolitan Governor will have time to try in the future, and it seems that he will only have to find out on the battlefield in the future.

"Tuda, where is the front?" On the third day after departure, Zhou Yu pointed to a small walled city and asked, this was the first tribe they encountered on this trip.

"The Grand Duke, that's the Keke tribe. A few years ago, it was washed in the blood of the Tu people, and it is said that there are no people living in it, and it is very barren. Tuda rushed over and walked with him.

"Let's go, go over and have a look."

The Kek tribe is almost an empty city, the city gate is not guarded, the city is sparsely populated, it looks like there are no more than 100 people, all of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. The Governor ordered the commanders to camp around the city to rest and feed the sand. He led Lu Bu, Tuda and others to explore the city. Seeing a few wolf-like people walking in unhurriedly, passers-by hurriedly collected the work in their hands and closed the door, for fear of causing trouble that should not be caused and losing their lives like ants. However, more than a dozen beggars gathered next to the waterwheel in the city, which attracted Zhou Yu's attention.

"Grab him!" A beggar of five years and three thickness shouted, and four or five thieves ran after a young man, but after a few steps he stumbled and fell, and the wicked people came up and pulled him by the arms and clothes. The young man stubbornly protected the things on his chest, and when everyone saw that he was resisting death, they punched him and added a fist, ignoring the surrounding onlookers Zhou Yu and a few others, scolding and kicking his head.

"Stop!" Zhou Yu shouted.

"What? There's no idle business for you here, don't make Lao Tzu unhappy, even fight with you! The strong man glared at the Governor viciously.

"Oh? A little timid. Feng Xian, he wants to beat me together! The Grand Governor squinted at the strong man.

"What? Fuck me... As he spoke, Dahan took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed at Zhou Yu with his hand, really blackhanded.

With a crisp sound of "ding", a blue shield flew out between Lu Bu's raised hands, smashing the dagger of the strong man, taking advantage of his surprise, Fang Tian's halberd had arrived, and the ghostly soldier Feng pressed against his throat, and his movements were like a god descending to earth in one go, startling more than a dozen beggars to take a few steps back.

"Y-What are you going to do?" The strong man neither advanced nor retreated, his legs trembled, and from time to time he looked down slightly at the halberd that was only a few hairs away from his throat, and his life was explained here.

"Don't do anything, aren't you going to beat me together?" The Grand Governor grinned and walked over, staring at him and asked.

"Uh, don't, don't come here, I, the little one who has eyes and doesn't know Taishan, just now, just now I was joking with the strong man, just kidding." As soon as the strong man saw that he was not good, he immediately changed his tail and begging face, which made Zhou Yu and the others disgusted.

"Get out! I'll look up the number of ten, and if you're still in my sight, I'll peel you off and hang it on the city gate!" Zhou Yu snorted.

Before he could count them, more than a dozen beggars disappeared without a trace, running faster than rabbits. Zhou Yu stepped forward, bent down and stretched out his hand, the young man looked up at him, and did not hand it to him, still covering his chest with one hand, propping himself up with the other, patting the dust all over his body, and turning away.

"Thank you!" After taking a few steps, he turned around and bowed.

"Wait, boy!" Zhou Yu called out to him. The boy stopped, looking back at the group with alarm.

"What's in your hand? Can you show me? Zhou Yu was very curious, what could make this child resist death and swear to protect each other?

"No, nothing." The boy clenched his hands behind his back.

"Don't worry, I won't rob you." Zhou Yu smiled kindly, looking really harmless to humans and animals.

The young man felt that he couldn't hide anything anymore, and slowly stretched out his right hand hidden behind his back, and there was a swarthy and sand-stained dumpling inside, which looked even rougher than the pear dumplings eaten in the Cheche tribe, Zhou Yu lost his appetite when he saw it, and he already felt the discomfort of the rough rubble cutting across his esophagus.

"A loaf of bread, the Grand Duke!" Jayron said with a glare.

"Can you not always rush to answer? Am I blind?! The Metropolitan Governor picked up the sword bag behind his back and gave him a look at the back of the head.

"Your bread is rotten and you can't eat it." Zhou Yu asked.

"I—I haven't eaten for days, and besides, I don't want to eat this cake myself, but for my brother." The young man's hands hung down, clutching on the dumplings.

"Tarzan, get me a piece of dried meat." Zhou Yu stretched his hand back.

"Dadudu, our dried meat is also available in limited quantities, one per person a day, there are a few!" Tarzan replied with a frown, looking embarrassed.

"I didn't eat it today, take out my one!" Zhou Yu was a little anxious.

"Uh, okay!" Tarzan said and took out a piece of dried meat from his backpack.

"Here, young man, give your brother this. Oh, I've got a dumpling here, clean, for you to eat, and you brothers don't go hungry. Zhou Yu smiled and handed it to the teenager.

"Really, really?" The boy slowly stretched out his hand, but he never dared to answer. He'd seen so many traps and deceptions in this place where Ru Mao drank blood, and he didn't believe that there were such creatures as good Samaritans.

"Give, take! It's a big guy, what about my mother-in-law? Are you Ha Ri so? The Governor forced it into his hands.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much!" The boy bowed several times in succession, and ran to a thatched hut behind the waterwheel. Zhou Yu also took a few attendants and slowly approached the thatched house.

The thatched hut, in fact, is a thatched pile is more suitable, a few bales of hay support a broken door that is carried from nowhere, a simple tent is set up, the wind leaks outside, there is no shelter from the rain, I am afraid that the gust of wind will blow down, and there are five boys crowded in the small space, ranging from fifteen or sixteen to early twenties, and the boy who took the bait just now is the largest one. The boy took out the dagger at his waist, put it in the palm of his hand as a cutting board, cut it horizontally and vertically, and divided it into four petals; The dried meat is also divided into two and two, and is handed to the four small ones one by one, watching the four small ones gobble up in their eyes, and squatting next to them alone, smiling and licking their lips.

"Slow down, don't choke. Look at you! He patted the youngest boy on the head.

"Brother, aren't you going to eat?"

"I've just eaten it, it's bigger than all of you!" The boy stretched out his hand and measured it, and said with a smile.

Zhou Yu watched this scene from a few meters away and touched tears. I remember when I was a child, a few friends in the family yard of the factory went to steal corn in the cornfield planted by the farmers next to them, and were found by the old man to let the dog chase wildly. When I was a child, I didn't know how happy it was to have an older brother. grew up, sensible, and grateful, but the big brother drowned because he stepped into a sand pit because he touched clams in the Songhua River.

He wiped the corners of his eyes and walked over with a smile.

"Boys!"

"Huh?" The eldest brother stood up in a panic and stood in front of him, for fear that he would take the food back.

"Do you want to have something to eat every day?"

"Something to eat every day? How can it be? A teenager said.

"Follow me, you can!" The Governor pointed to his chest.

"Follow you, what? Robbery? The eldest brother asked.

"Don't rob, be a soldier!" The Metropolitan Governor said word for word.

"Being a soldier? What is Bing? "A few teenagers, you look at me, I look at you, all with disbelief on their faces.

"A soldier is a soldier, a person who fights against the enemy, a person who defends the country, and a person who fights for his ideals!" The Metropolitan explained that he didn't know if they could understand it or not.

"Really, really have such fragrant dumplings to eat every day?" The big brother asked him with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Every day, there will be meat to eat, and wine to drink!"

"Okay, then we should, be this soldier!" The eldest brother hurriedly dragged the four younger brothers out of the haystack and stood in a row to be inspected by the metropolitan governor.

"Y-What are your names?" The Metropolitan Governor put his hands behind his back and looked at these skinny boys one by one.

"No name, all orphans. I was the oldest, and they called me the oldest, followed by two, three, four, and five! The big brother said.

Big, two, three, four, five? It's fun.

"Okay, then from today onwards you will follow me and join the army. Lu Bu, these five brothers will follow you and teach them fist and foot kung fu and human ethics. Zhou Yu said to Lu Bu.

"No!" Lu Buxiong agreed domineeringly.

"Wait, I'll give you five names, or they'll be weird!" The Governor scratched his head.

"Come, stand still. Then you will call it Dakuan, and the two pillars, and the buckwheat edges, and the leeks, and the capillaries. Zhou Yu suddenly had an idea, and he was dripping as he spoke.

Carman City.

For several days, sporadic defeated armies were constantly withdrawn from the front line. The Kaman soldiers, who had fallen on the side of the road, on street corners, under the walls, were dejected and exhausted, with a hint of anxiety in their eyes, and their brains had lost their usefulness, so they could only organize their equipment out of inertia and set off again at the sound of the horn. Those who have broken legs and broken arms don't know whether to be happy or sad, anyway, they no longer need to go to the city wall, and they no longer need to face death, maybe they will have to face what happens after death.

Fasher, who stood on the tower, walked anxiously back and forth, not knowing where to put his hands, sometimes holding them above his head and sometimes behind his back.

"Report!" A scout slumped down in front of him with a yellow face covered in sand.

"How?" Fasher asked eagerly.

"Report to the lord of the city, the Cheche tribe said that the governor is not in the city, and there is no army to borrow."

"And then? Gone? Fasher's eyes widened, filled with despair.

"Then, the new tribal chief, Bellman, said, "The Governor has left you a word." The soldier swallowed and foamed, apparently not drinking for a long time.

"What?"

"Hold out for ten days, and the enemy will retreat!" The soldier said.

"Ten days, ten days? What are you kidding, even holding on for another day is a luxury. Metropolitan Governor, Metropolitan Governor, you are trying to kill me! Fasher thumped his chest and burst into tears.

The war drums in the distance were constantly beating, and the Tuwang army attacking from the other side of the passage was in a neat formation and hunting with banners. More than a dozen huge siege vehicles were lined up, each with a hundred and ten soldiers. Eighty people shouted the trumpet and pulled the catapult back, their ankles were deep in the sand, and their faces were very hideous, which showed the huge pulling force. When the spring bow was in place, dozens of soldiers rolled huge stone balls and pressed them against the bullet plate.

"Put!" With a wave of the red flag in the hands of the captain of the siege team, more than a dozen huge stone balls shot out in unison, drawing a cluster parabola in the air, and accurately smashing on the walls and gates of Kaman City.

Boom, boom, the walls shook violently, and Farsher fell unsteadily on his feet, and fell on top of the general next to him, and the man hurriedly helped him up. The falling rubble from the stone wall above the gatehouse smashed his whole body and face, and he was very embarrassed.

This is the second day that the Tuwang's army has attacked the city. Having no way to respond, Fasher looked around at the officers who asserted that the dying city of Carmen was supported entirely on the shoulders of their boastful men, who seemed to be ready to flee or surrender at any moment. A wry smile naturally crept up Farsher's cheeks. Yes, it makes no difference for them to run away or surrender, they can save their lives. And yourself, no. He can only choose to be killed in battle or surrendered, which is the sorrow of the lord of a city. Suddenly, he felt a little nostalgic for the days when he was imprisoned by your, when at least he was still alive.

"Archers! What about archers? Why not fight back? Fasher angrily rebuked one of the officers.

"Lord of the City, the enemy army is too far away. The distance between the bow and arrow is not enough, the catapult can be thrown 200 zhang away, and we, our bow and arrow are only fifty... The more the commander of the bow battalion spoke, the quieter his voice became.

"Then you can only wait to die?" Fasher looked at the large group of people and horses in the distance, and sat on the ground.

The whole city of Kaman was shrouded in silence, and the people waited silently with trepidation, waiting for the victor to come. If it weren't for the skillful hands of the Kaman craftsmen who built this sturdy and durable wall, I am afraid that the huge trebuchet would not have taken three or five rounds to smash the city gates and smash the city walls, and the city would have been bleeding and wailing by this time.

However, it is only a matter of time, and it is only a matter of time before the city is broken. At least in the eyes of the vast majority of soldiers and civilians, they must plan ahead, prepare in advance to fulfill the obligations of the vanquished, and must show humility and meekness, and perhaps save their lives. Of course, it was no one else who decided all this, it was the commander of the army who was sitting in the position of the enemy army at this time, and he could decide the life and death of more than 10,000 people.

That person was none other than Tulamba, the first fierce general under the command of the Tu King. It is rumored that this person loves human flesh and drinks human blood, and can give birth to cracked tigers and leopards at the age of ten, and has become famous in a hundred battles at the age of eighteen, and is good at attacking cities, slaughtering cities, and long-distance raids.

At this time, he sat upright in the military tent, his eyes empty, and he was playing with a skull in his hand. The face and upper body painted with the Ω of death symbols make people shudder. Bards in every bar on the continent of Kuzsia sing hymns, including the following: Tulamba, Tulamba, put down your butcher's knife. Every village you burned down is someone else's beloved home. If you spill the blood you drink, I'm afraid you can stain all the sand of Kuzsia. If you pile up the dry bones that you have gnawed, I am afraid that you can go all the way to the end of the cape.