Autumn in western Liaoning has begun to turn cold.

But the environment here is much gentler than the gale that cut people outside the fortress.

This is the favorite time of many Hu Qi, and the air in Han seems to be wafting with the aroma of wheat and millet.

They all know that the Han people are the most affluent at this time.

Silver, gold, cloth, grain, and a woman or man with a white body......

Driven by desire, Hu rode south, risking his life to attack the city under the fat city.

The rammed earth walls, as fat as the original, were covered with pieces of flesh and blood.

Several columns of black smoke rose into the sky and did not disperse for a long time.

Gongsun Gu was clothed and stood at the head of the city.

His face was covered in black, gray and sauce-colored blood, and his jaws and beard were clumped.

He wielded a long knife with a gap and watched as a wave of Hu people, as dense as an ant colony retreated, leaving countless corpses under the city.

As a county honor, coordinating inside and outside, and taking the lead at this time, it is a big burden for Gongsun Gu.

He could barely stand, and was about to be overwhelmed by physical and mental exhaustion.

But he was still holding a long knife, his face was calm, and he smiled at the servants beside him: "Go, count how many corpses these Hu people left this time?" ”

The servants beside him were also tired, and laughed with him: "I can't count! ”

When the soldiers on the left and right heard this, they also laughed, with rejoicing.

On the city wall, everyone was wounded, but the morale was still maintained.

After a few more words, Gongsun Gu casually threw away the long knife in his hand, wiped the blood on his face, and strode towards the barracks under the city wall under the admiring gaze of the soldiers.

As soon as he entered the big tent, Gongsun Gu's originally straight back collapsed in an instant.

Out of the soldier's sight, he no longer has to disguise.

The whole person's temperament is depressed.

"County Honor." The cronies who followed behind hurriedly supported his crumbling body.

"It doesn't matter." Gongsun Gu waved his hand and sat on the stool with the support of his cronies, panting.

He lifted the kettle on the desk and brought it to his mouth, but found that the kettle was empty, so he put it aside irritably and asked his cronies, "How much grain and grass is there in the city?" ”

The cronies looked embarrassed, but they still said truthfully: "It is less than three days to chew." ”

Hearing this, Gongsun Gu was stunned for a long time, and sighed heavily.

Are you going to watch the Hu people wreak havoc on the Northland again?

In the three years he has been in office, this has happened again every year.

Every year, he tastes the bitterest taste of the world.

Thinking of this, Gongsun Gu's expression darkened.

Seeing this, his cronies comforted: "The county doesn't have to be like this, isn't it, didn't it mean that the Lingzhi side came to support?" Maybe ......"

Like Gongsun Gu, the messy and tired cronies can't talk any more.

As the person most relied on by Gongsun Gu's side, he knew that the branch city had undergone great changes.

The Yuan army bypassed Xiangguan and joined forces with the rebellious thief to attack the Lingzhi, and Sun Ying, the Taishou Gonggong, was killed in the chaos.

Later, although Lulong County ordered Zhao Yun to raise troops to support and turn the tide, the entire western Liaoning changed.

Liaoxi is only afraid that it will never be the Liaoxi of the Gongsun clan again.

Gongsun Gu smiled bitterly: "Where will Lingzhi have spare strength to support." ”

As he spoke, he took out a silk letter from the secret compartment of the desk.

This is a letter from the clan sister Gongsun Yan.

As the letter said, Gongsun Gu didn't believe a word.

According to Gongsun Gu's analysis, it is already a sure thing for Liaoxi to change his surname to Zhao.

In his mind, now the Gongsun clan is afraid that it has been taken care of by Zhao Yun, so he launched the little girl Gongsun Yan.

Under such circumstances, where will those precious grains and troops be handed over again to support his Gongsun Gu.

Not to mention, as the letter says, it is two fierce generals who lead the troops.

Gongsun said in his heart, the little girl is easy to deceive.

The fierce general is not a roadside weed, there are only a handful of fierce generals in the entire Liaoxi, how can he be driven by her, and come two at a time.

Sighing again, Gongsun Gu crumpled the silk book in his hand and stuffed it back into its place.

With the help of his cronies, he took off his armor, barely scrubbed and changed his clothes, and lay down in the tent and fell into a deep sleep.

The sun sets and rises.

The flesh and blood on the city wall were simply washed with water, and there were still traces of sauce.

After resting all night, the two sides began to run again.

Gongsun Gu, who slept very unsteadily all night, changed his clothes, tied his hair and cleaned his face, and his face was shaking and cheering up, and he stood on the city wall again.

The Hu people outside the city were also busy cutting down and carrying tree trunks, building ladders and siege equipment.

Groups of Hu cavalry, clad in dirty sheepskin robes, shouted and ran out of range of arrows, shouting and shouting for battle.

The strongest county lieutenant under his command had already died in battle, and Gongsun Gu could only pretend not to hear clearly and not understand the provocation of these Hu people.

It was useless to provoke and invite war, and the Hu people in the distance let out a deliberate shrill laugh.

What's more, take off your pants and make a lewd posture.

The towers above the towers were as fat as the defenders, and their faces were all red.

Gongsun Gu only wanted to cut these miscellaneous pieces with a thousand knives, but his face was still as indifferent as ever.

Two hours later, the siege began, and in an instant arrows flew inside and outside the city.

The iron arrows of the Han army and the bone arrows of the Hu people were like swarms of flying locusts rising in the air.

Gongsun Gu stood at the head of the wall, with a large sword erected behind him, and Hu Cong propped up a wooden shield covered with several layers of cowhide to protect him from the rain of arrows.

His gaze fell on the city.

Under the pressure of a team of obviously well-armored Hu cavalry swords.

Ragged slaves and the old, sick and sick of the tribes, formed a dense crowd of people who dragged ladders towards the city walls.

Such a scene of persecution of the same race, this kind of habit of killing one's father and brother when one is angry, such a noble and strong, the old and the weak, and angry is really common in many Cypriot races.

But it still makes Gongsun Gu feel frightened every time he sees it.

The arrows of the Han army arced through the air and then rained down.

Every time they fall into a crowd, countless people fall.

The man behind him stepped on the fallen body again and continued to move forward.

The Overseer's Hu cavalry fell behind the crowd and slashed those who tried to retreat and flee on the spot.

A moment later, the crowd approached the city walls, and dozens of crooked ladders were erected.

"Don't go back! Hold! ”

The rain of arrows had stopped, and Gongsun Gu ran on the city wall, urging the defenders to hold on to their spears along the way.

At the battlement, stab the enemy from the probe.

At this time, no one has time to think about anything more.

Both sides are mired in the most primitive and bloody fight.

Gongsun Gu carried a Han army-style ring-headed knife, and slashed at a Hu man who climbed up the ladder.

This young Wuhuan was holding a scimitar in his mouth, and as soon as he poked his head out of the battlement, his head was cut in half by Gongsun Gu's knife.

The red and white trickled out of the crack, and before he could scream, he was unconscious and lay directly on the ladder.

The corpse was then pushed away as an obstacle by the people who caught up with it.

Dropped from a ladder and pierced on top of a broken spear beneath the city walls.