She seemed to be climbing all the time, and with every step up, she had to endure the cold wind like a knife, the rain and snow like a needle, but she seemed to be able to only go up, not look down.

Below was not an abyss, but a step-by-step staircase she had stepped on.

Each step of the ladder was made of the corpses of soldiers, her soldiers, the enemy's soldiers.

She stepped on the souls of those who could no longer return to her homeland, and became a famous general who was admired by the people, respected by the nobles, and feared by the enemy.

Everyone knows it! She is the undefeated Lu Lian!

But her soldiers can't fight anymore, does anyone know?

Two hundred miles away was her lord, and the greatest strategist of the period.

"My soldiers......" she said, "they are exhausted. ”

"I know," Guan Yu said in a calm voice, "I'm going to gather all the soldiers together, yours, mine, and the county soldiers who rushed to Huai'an in the past two days, you pick out those who still have the strength to fight and take them away, and the wounded soldiers are left." ”

She was stunned.

But Guan Yu's expression was also very natural.

"The defense of the city and the operation of grain and grass are borne by me, if the thief does not change his mind, I will also behead him, you don't have to worry!"

The Northland man got up from the case, stood in front of her condescendingly, and suddenly stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder vigorously.

"Since you have a record of breaking Cao, this last battle should be fought by you," he looked at her fixedly, "My brother's net worth and life will be handed over to you!" ”

The city was about the same as they had estimated.

Xiapi City naturally hoarded grain and grass, but the grain and grass officer originally calculated that there were only 5,000 soldiers defending the city, which was not bad at all, because if the defenders exceeded 10,000, then there was no need to be trapped in the city and wait for reinforcements.

After all, in all the battles for defending the city, trapping the lonely city is a disadvantaged strategy for the number of people.

Therefore, no one has prepared this kind of plan, "what will you do if 100,000 people rush into Xiapi City and want to eat and drink".

It's just unreal now.

The streets and alleys are full of tents and straw huts, and everywhere there is a stench that cannot be ignored.

The aborigines and homeless people in Xiapi would quarrel over a small piece of open space at the door, but that was only a little aftermath of skyrocketing prices.

When the homeless people continued to pour in, the prices in the city were also soaring, until now, there was no copper money to buy, and some people jokingly shouted 500,000 yuan for a bucket of grain, and no one answered him.

Mi Zhu gave up his gorgeous mansion, and after hesitating, the Chen family also made such a high-spirited move, but this was just a drop in the bucket.

The weather was cold, and even if the people were huddled together and the sanitary situation was worrying, it was not easy for the plague to break out immediately.

But they had to eat, and in order for them to eat, Liu Bei thought of everything he could think of and did everything he could, and even the soldiers starved together, and they could only eat one meal a day.

But even so, the storage of grain in the granary of the city is getting smaller and smaller day by day.

Cao Cao may be able to last for a month, but Xiapicheng can't last for a month anyway.

Just to win the reputation of being lenient and loving to the people, the master of this city is about to lead his soldiers and horses to a dead end.

- The lord is crazy.

In this way, the distrustful gaze gradually fell on the old Ge, followed him slowly around the city, followed him through the low grass huts of one house after another, followed him around one well after another, followed him to the head of the city, and followed him to look at the elite soldiers outside the city.

Those Yanzhou soldiers, each one of them is like a knife.

And behind this man there was only a group of tired and hungry soldiers, and a tired and hungry city.

How can he win?

Yuan Tan also looked at You Heng on the head of the city.

This city, which has been attacked and repaired several times, has been held for five days!

But it was not destined to see the morning of the sixth day.

The earthen city was already scarred, and the besieging soldiers climbed up on ladder carts, seized the walls several times, and retreated back several times.

Every time they attacked, the city was left with the corpses of the soldiers defending the city, the scarred, bloodstained corpses, the corpses with their eyes still open and their features twisted.

Yuan Tan rode on his horse and looked at the ruined earthen city, as if he was extremely happy.

He even rode his horse forward arrogantly, almost entering the range of the soldiers defending the city.

"The ——! of the Prince" Guo Tu hurriedly wanted to stop him.

"It's okay," Yuan Tan laughed, "they ran out of arrows two days ago. ”

Naturally, he didn't want to come to die, he just wanted to see this death-minded general with his own eyes, and with those good eyes, he quickly found that person.

The man looked covered in blood and was so badly wounded that he couldn't see what he was wearing, except for a vague glimpse of him leaning against the banner of "You".

There were very few soldiers left around him.

The afterglow of the setting sun slowly sprinkled on this bleak lonely city, so he seemed even more lonely and embarrassed.

But the man seemed too arrogant to see his situation, and when he noticed that the dozen horsemen had run down the city, the man staggered to his feet again.

"Youheng!" Yuan Tan sneered, "Aren't you going down yet?!" ”

"The ——! of the Prince" The scribe, who did not know whether to live or die, staggered to the female wall, and with his last breath, cried out in a loud voice, "You are the eldest son! I don't even have the ability to make Yuan Gong your heir, so I will descend and I will not descend you——! ”

Yuan Tan's pupils contracted in an instant, his lips trembled terribly, and his heroic face distorted!

"Kill him," he cried nervously, "kill him!" Who got his head! Whose city belongs to!! ”

Your blood was about to run out, and he wanted to shout a few more words, but he really didn't have the strength to shout again.

No one could get this city, he thought, no one would get it.

In the spring, when these countless corpses are buried in the land and turn into a spring breeze, those people with their families and mouths, and their children and daughters will come back, and General Xiaolu will bring them back.

They are the real masters of this small city.

"In that case, let me reorganize my troops one day and set off the day after tomorrow."

Lu Hangyu replied, and there was a low inhalation and exclamation around him.

[Very good, you figured it out,] Black Blade's voice was pleasant, [This battle should be up to you!] You deserve it. 】

[No one should be given such an opportunity. 】

Such an answer did not satisfy Blackblade, and she waited patiently to find that it did not want to pay attention to her, but after such a silent stalemate, it reluctantly asked her.

[Then why didn't you refuse?] 】

[Qing Xu is in danger like a tired egg, and the overturning is only in a moment,] she said, "I can't refuse. 】

【…… For someone else? 】

[For myself.] 】

When she walked out of the county capital, Huai'an City, which had temporarily ended the war, was slowly restoring the appearance of a small city.

It's a bit sloppy, it's also a bit shabby, and it's not very remarkable.

A businessman beckoned her to see the newly knitted straw sandals;

There were women carrying wooden buckets and fetching water in groups, while complaining vigorously about their husbands;

A child ran down the street and trampled on an old woman's bamboo basket, causing the latter to be furious and scolded.

But beyond the city, there were countless people who endured hunger and fear in the long cold night.

They have been waiting for the arrival of the last army of Qingxu for too long, can the soldiers and horses led by Guan Lu be like a sharp sword, breaking through the cold and thick night fog and ushering in the spring breeze of dawn?

[Many people in this world have a deep-rooted idea - war is the last way to resolve contradictions, as long as they can win a war, the next war, and the next war, they can get everything they want through war. 】

[Not bad.] 】

I want them to know," she looked at the peaceful city, and they got nothing. 】

Chapter 275

The gravel streets were cleanly swept and lined with people, some locals and fairly dressed, others stranded and ragged.

But they were all staring at her.

Watch her flag bearers open the way in front, watch her halberd soldiers press the formation behind, watch the tooth flag hunt in the wind, and watch the tip of the halberd shine with cold light.

Of course, what they looked at most was her, the general on horseback.

While she was picking and choosing among the army and getting ready to go, the people of the city were also trying to find ways to help in their ways.

For example, ask a wizard with high magic power for her, and exchange sesame oil and silk silk for his blessing on this army.

…… It sounds familiar, and a little weird.

Another example is to carry out some wild rituals, praying that the spirits of those mountain gods, water gods, and those who have passed away will bless her.

- Bless her to be able to repel Cao Cao, to be able to completely drive the Yanzhou people out of Xuzhou, out of their homeland, the people have become accustomed to this Xuzhou pastor, and are unwilling to be replaced by the brutal and unscrupulous General Cao. That's exactly what they think.

…… When she heard about this wild ritual, she was a little confused.

In fact, Cao Cao was not cruel to his own people, and although Yanzhou was not rich and happy under his rule, it was also a place where the people could live quietly.

He is not a murderer, he understands what kind of life the people want.

"Brutality" is just a means.

But what kind of people would choose this means?

When Lu Hangyu thought of this, she was already about to walk to the city gate.

Faces that were excited, fearful, expectant, or uneasy were briefly left behind by her.

She turned her head suddenly.

The little man who flashed at the front of the crowd seemed to be very familiar, with the same small nose, small eyes, and a mole on one side of his eyebrow.

The tattered, dirty clothes are also familiar.

He seems to be with a teenager, but is there a man who looks like him?

Did he find his yes and brother?

The banner had already passed the city gate, and Lu Hangyu still didn't find the child named "Ah Xiong", so he could only turn his head with some regret.