The sky was getting dark, and a large area of fire lit up in the camp of the Qi army outside the city, but there were only a few sparks in the city.

After a heavy snowfall during the day, the sky cleared up at night, and the moonlight was unusually bright.

Under the moonlight, Tunliucheng seemed to be wearing a silver cloak, but unfortunately it couldn't bring a little warmth in the cold wind.

On the city wall, seven or eight soldiers sat around the fire, holding hot steamed buns in both hands.

"Hot soy milk is here!" The Firehead carried several steaming barrels up the city wall and immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Bring me a bowl! Bring me a bowl! I'm freezing to death! ”

"Go, go, go! Queue up! Brothers, who is not cold! ”

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, you've touched my wound!"

The soldiers lined up, looking at the steaming soy milk, and their saliva flowed for 3,000 feet.

Qin Yu sat in the corner of the wall, looking at his system panel.

The prestige value has reached 297, and there are only 3 people left to reach 300.

Qin Yu found that as those who contributed prestige points died, his prestige points would also decrease.

The current 297 prestige value, in addition to his own subordinates, should also be from the other three centurions' subordinates, after all, his own steamed buns have not been sent over.

Now these three prestige points are very distressed, after all, when it reaches 300, he will have a chance to draw a lottery, and he may be able to draw some warm items.

Now when this cold wind blows, it feels like the scalp is about to be lifted.

If you want to ask why you don't wear a helmet, you are afraid that you will directly tear off your scalp when you take it off.

"Centurion, come, drink a bowl of soy milk to warm up." Lao Huang carried two bowls of soy milk and ran over diligently.

Qin Yu took the soy milk and asked, "How are your injuries and the condition of the wounded?" ”

"It's all dealt with, the wounded are all settled, and with the Centurion's Yunnan Baiyao, they will soon recover." Lao Huang sat beside Qin Yu with a smile.

Qin Yu took a sip of soy milk and asked again, "Did you send all the people to send the soy milk?" ”

"Lao Huang is doing things, the centurion can rest assured, the wounded barracks, the north gate, the west gate and the east gate have all been sent over, and it has been emphasized that it was sent by the centurion." Lao Huang put on a look of invitation.

Qin Yu smiled helplessly, took out a hot steamed bun and gave it to Lao Huang,

"There's nothing to reward you, just take it as my heart, and I'll have the opportunity to reward you with some good ones in the future."

"Enough is enough." Lao Huang took the steamed bun and said with a smile, "Lao Huang, I just need to stutter." ”

Lao Huang took a bite of steamed bread and a mouthful of soy milk, and he ate it so fragrantly.

After a few grunts, Qin Yu drank the soy milk in his hand, and as soon as he put the bowl down, Lao Huang took the bowl away the next moment.

"Centurion, I'll give you another bowl." The old yellow fart ran over in a hurry, but he hadn't drunk enough yet.

"This old yellow." Qin Yu smiled and shook his head.

At this moment, there was a sound of fighting under the city wall, and Qin Yu's spirit was suddenly lifted and he stood up suddenly.

"Centurion! What's going on? Lao Huang ran back and asked.

"Bring a few people with me, and the others will prepare their bows and arrows!" Qin Yu took the lead and ran towards the city.

"You guys keep up!" Lao Huang lifted the sword leaning against the corner of the wall and followed with a few people.

It was pitch black under the city walls, and the sound of clanging bells and bells kept coming from the darkness.

"Torch!" Qin Yu let out a loud shout, and Lao Huang hurriedly lit the torch prepared in advance.

The firelight suddenly dispelled the darkness, and two people could be vaguely seen fighting, one of them was a little thin, but he was very powerful.

The other is burly and has a wide range of moves, but he seems to have no intention of fighting and is bent on escaping.

As the torches on the city walls were also lit, the two men under the city also stopped fighting.

Everyone also saw the two of them clearly, one was an iron mask with a mask, and the other was Wu Gang, a centurion from the east gate.

"Centurion Wu, why are you here at this time?" Qin Yu stepped forward with a gloomy face and asked.

Wu Gang's face became very fast, and he laughed: "I didn't expect that the right-hand man of the commander of the thousand people, Iron Mask, was here with Brother Qin, and he just had a discussion, and he really got it." ”

"Centurion Wu, you haven't answered my question yet, why are you here at this time?" Qin Yu asked with a cold face.

Wu Gang's face stiffened, and he glanced at Lao Huang and the others behind Qin Yu, and then at the soldiers on the city wall who were bent with bows and arrows.

"Centurion Qin, what do you mean by this? Didn't you tell us to fetch our bows and arrows? It's not like we've been told to get our bows and arrows. Wu Gang instead looked like he was asking for guilt and questioned Qin Yu.

"Take a bow and arrows?"

"Why, didn't you say you were going to give us some bows and arrows today?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Yu's mouth, "I did ask you to come and get bows and arrows, but I haven't received the instructions of the commander yet, let alone sent someone to inform you." ”

"Also, since you are here to get bows and arrows, why is there only Centurion Wu who comes, can Centurion Wu take so many bows and arrows alone?"

"Humph! I'm just a little anxious, just come over and have a look, isn't that okay? Wu Gang snorted coldly, turned around and wanted to leave.

However, Iron Mask stabbed out with a sword, blocking Wu Gang's way.

"Qin Yu, what do you mean by this?" Wu Gang asked Qin Yu without looking back.

"You want to burn the bow and arrows in the warehouse, if I hadn't been guarding the warehouse, I'm afraid you would have set the entire warehouse on fire." Iron Mask stared at Wu Gang with cold eyes.

There was a hint of panic in Wu Gang's eyes, but because the light was too dim, Tie Mian found out.

Wu Gang turned around and walked quickly towards Qin Yu.

"Qin Yu! What do you mean! Do you think someone wants to burn down your armory? ”

Facing Wu Gang, who was close at hand, Lao Huang took a step forward and protected Qin Yu behind him.

"Fuck off! You little soldier dares to stand in front of me! Wu Gang stretched out his hand and pushed Lao Huang, but Lao Huang didn't move, staring at Wu Gang deadly, and the sword in his hand was slightly unsheathed.

"Qin Yu! What the hell do you mean! Wu Gang's face was full of anger, and his divine eyes staring at Qin Yu almost erupted into flames.

Qin Yu patted Lao Huang's shoulder and motioned for Lao Huang to get out of the way.

Lao Huang glanced at Qin Yu and stood aside, but he was still staring at Wu Gang.

Qin Yu pointed in the direction of the warehouse that had been burned down before, "Last night's fire, Centurion Wu thinks someone did it on purpose, or did it happen accidentally?" ”

"How do I know! This is a matter of your south gate, what is the use of you asking me? A hint of panic flashed in Wu Gang's eyes again. But this time he was caught by Qin Yu.

Qin Yu swept past Wu Gang and came behind Wu Gang.

"Last night's fire, there was no fire elsewhere, but it burned in the armory that was most unlikely to catch fire, and the brother who guarded the warehouse was also killed before the fire, I have to suspect that there is a fire set by Qi Guo at my south gate."

"All you doubt me! Qin Yu! ”

Wu Gang turned around and reached out violently to grab Qin Yu, but Tie Mian and Lao Huang took out their swords at the same time, and the two swords were on Wu Gang's neck.

"Yo yo yo, it's so lively, it's almost a fight." At this moment, several figures came out of the darkness.

"Old Wood! Lao Zhu! Qin Yu, this guy wants to kill us and commit a mutiny! Watch out! ”

Wu Gang's words made Wu Xu and Zhu Zhi stop and look at Qin Yu vigilantly.