戌時.

The wind is cold, through the yellow sand of the wilderness, and the whining sound is like a ghost crying wolf.

Under the cold moon, the corpses and broken baggage were like hills, piled up on the periphery of the Longtouguan city wall.

The blood congealed from the rampart's path froze into ice, and when seen through the ice, the moonlight was also stained with blood.

Yellow Sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and at each battlement stands a sergeant dressed in full guard, ragged and shabby in armor.

They were bearded, bloody, tired, and some of them were twilight soldiers with white beards.

They were silent and wooden, but their bloodshot eyes revealed a fierceness and firmness.

In the direction they looked at the rolling tents of the enemy army under the hazy moonlight.

Perhaps, only the bright moon of this Guanshan knows that in the three months of the Qiang invasion, a bloody and tragic bloody battle has continued to be staged at this dragon head pass.

In addition to the vigilant sergeants, many more people were busy, and they were doing their best to seal the walls that had been smashed by stone-throwing trucks during the day.

Inside the city, there is a slaughter!

In the urn city, there were about 500 armor soldiers, and they were lying on the ground, waiting for the enemy, and in the event of an enemy attack, they would be the first to support.

Here, the arrows are piled up into three hills, and it looks like a lot, but in fact, these supplies are not enough to resist the enemy's repeated attacks for a long time, and at most, they will all be consumed in one day.

There is only one stone-throwing cart left, and there are sergeants rushing to repair it, but most of the stones are used to repair the city wall, and there are only 100 pieces that can be used to destroy the enemy.

The main city was full of ruined houses destroyed by enemy stone-throwing trucks.

There were only 1,800 men left in the garrison, and the pro-army and the ordinary armor were mixed together, which was the last force in the city's reserves.

In the quiet night, the snoring rises and falls, some people toss and turn, and some people sharpen their knives.

At the easternmost end of the city is a closed gate, behind which is a vast area of fertile land.

As it was the farthest from the battlefield, it was the safest place, and a medical station was set up, and all the wounded soldiers were gathered here.

Even if someone was missing an arm or leg, and was sweating profusely in the hasty treatment of the military doctor, no one let out an unbearable moan.

They gritted their teeth, roared, and endured......

At the end of the day.

A few men carried a large iron pot out of the kitchen, and under the leadership of the leader, they trotted through the barracks and all the way to the gathering place of the wounded soldiers.

Coach Yan Chang set the rule that the first bite of food must be tasted by the wounded soldiers.

Although the meal is late today, the rules cannot be changed.

Along the way, whether it was the pro-army sharpening the knife or the sleeping soldier, they were "startled" awakened by the floating smell of meat, and watched silently, when the tongue was full of relish, the Adam's apple moved slightly, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

There was a shortage of food in the city five days ago, and the supply has been reduced for the past few days, and yesterday it was completely out of food, and the soldiers were all hungry and fighting with the enemy, where did they get the meat?

One of the generals came back to his senses and shouted: "Daring, you killed the horse? ”

"Great Marshal Order!" Wu Chang replied with such a sentence, and did not stop for a moment with the food delivery team.

"It's reached the point of killing horses...... "The partial general is like being devoured by thunder, "Haven't the reinforcements come yet......?"

Even the lowest soldiers knew what it meant to kill a horse, and there was a slight agitation in the barracks.

The general retracted his mind, pressed his waist knife in his hand, and swept his eyes into the barracks, and suddenly became quiet.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat, fresh horse meat, brothers eat it with your belly open!" Before the Wu Changren arrived, the shouts came first.

Soon, several soldiers carrying iron pots appeared in front of the wounded soldiers, and the smell of hot meat dispelled the night cold.

"Captain Wu, it's enough for us cumbersome people to drink rice soup." Said a wounded veteran at the head of the platoon.

"The elder brother is right, let the uninjured brothers have enough to eat, so that they have the strength to fight, we just have to hang our breath." The rest of the wounded soldiers chimed in.

Wu Chang didn't respond to everyone, and said: "The handsome commander, serve the wine, one cup per person." ”

A soldier stepped forward, removed the wine bag from his waist, removed the lid, and used it as a wine vessel.

There is only one cup of wine, with a capacity of five coins, and there is only one message conveyed - Zhuangxing.

Whether it's to life or death!

The wounded soldiers looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, there was laughter, and they were arrogant.

"Xie Dashuai!" The veteran at the head of the queue laughed and said, "Brothers, drink wine and eat meat, haha......"

At the beginning of the year.

Wu Chang appeared in front of a quiet wooden house with a few soldiers, and the iron pot for stewing meat was replaced by four dinner plates, with a piece of horse meat and five dollars of wine.

Under the eaves hangs a picture of a white-fronted tiger, and there is candlelight coming out of the house.

Wu Chang took the lead and arched his hand outside the door: "Marshal, three generals, please eat." ”

"Come in."

The room is not very large, and there is not much furnishings, a few long tables, a few rolls of straw mats, a hanging map, and a copper kettle for keeping time, and a handsome table in the middle of it.

On the straw mat next to the long table under the hall, the general Yanlong and the second general Yanhu after removing their armor were wrapped like zongzi, and the white cloth was stained with blood.

Yan Hu was already asleep, and Yan Long was holding a roll of bamboo slips and reading it.

"Shhhh

Wu Chang and the others immediately understood, lightly put the dinner plate on the table, and the moment they bowed out of the door, they glanced at the steps below the handsome position, intentionally or unintentionally.

Yan Chang and the third son, Yan Yun, were sitting on the edge of the steps playing chess.

Someone came in, Yan Chang didn't raise his head, holding a chess piece in his hand, he didn't fall for a long time, obviously thinking.

Among the three brothers, only Yan Yun is qualified to play chess with his father.

Yan Long and Yan Hu tried in their early years, but every time they were killed by their father, they were scolded for losing too fast.

After Yan Yun was born, Yan Long and Yan Hu felt that this younger brother was sent by God to save them, and he could play against his father at the age of three.

When Yan Yun was five years old, his chess strength increased greatly, and he was already on a par with Yan Chang.

In the back, the two brothers even felt that Yan Yun was deliberately letting their father, and they had seen Yan Yun's methods of playing against those old chess players in the royal city.

For this reason, the two brothers have secretly scolded their father in their hearts more than once for being "old and shameless", and years of depression have been swept away.

At this moment, the wind from nowhere broke through the window, carrying sand and a hint of coldness and rampage through the house.

The weather had just changed when the moon was still in the sky, and through the window, thick clouds were rolling, and sparse hail was falling on the tiles.

Yan Chang frowned, and before he could withdraw his gaze from the window, he suddenly heard Yan Yun's voice in his ears.

"Father, tomorrow the Qiang people will attack the city again, we will not be spared, now the heavens are beautiful, and there is a plan to solve the siege of the city!"

"What?"

"Surprise Attack!"

It's two o'clock.

Black clouds crush the city.

Under the power of heaven, the huge dragon head Guanchengchi entrenched in the mountain pass seemed extra small.

The wind is like a knife, the snow is like frost, and the universe is gloomy and gloomy.

In a short period of time, the enemy camp that was originally faintly visible was no longer in sight, and it was only ten feet as far as the eye could see.

In such weather, it should be a good time to warm up and sleep.

Three arm-thick ropes slid down the head of the dragon head of the city, and then some people climbed down the long ropes.

The gate was too bulky and damaged, and it opened and closed very smoothly and opened too loudly, so it was abandoned.

These people had no armor, they were all lightly armed, agile, with only a dagger stuck in their waists, and the number was about fifty.

As soon as they landed, they had only one goal, which was to find the corpses of the dead Qiang soldiers.

The corpses of the Qiang people under the city walls accounted for the vast majority, and they stripped off the clothes of the corpses every time they found one.

In a short time, they gathered hundreds of sets of clothes and trousers and the scimitars of the Qiang people, and hung them from other ropes laid down on the city walls.

"Hey, what are these big barbarians doing?"

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from the wilderness.

"It's not strange what these barbarians do."

There was another woman with me.

Behind the craggy mountains and rocks, two slender figures turned out, and with only a slight jump, they advanced two feet, fluttering, like ghosts.

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