The person who came was a child of the Mo family, and Han Li had never heard of Xiahou Tong's name, but the school of Baimo was still well known.

Since the opening of the Mozi in the Warring States Period, the Mo family has been divided into three major schools, namely the ink of the Xiangli clan, the ink of the Baifu clan and the ink of Deng Lingzi in the land of Jingchu in the south. Hundreds of years have been handed down, and there is no trace of the ink of the Xiangli clan, leaving only the ink of the Baifu clan and Deng Lingzi, whose doctrine and purpose have changed greatly.

The essence of the ink of the Bofu clan lies in the fact that its disciples pay attention to the troubled times and love to help people, and the first thing is the way of self-denial. Because of its name, the world is collectively called white ink. According to legend, the wife of Zhuge Wuhou, the prime minister of the Shu Han Dynasty, the eldest lady of the Huang clan in the south of the dynasty was a disciple of Bai Mo, and the wooden oxen and flowing horses used in the front line of the Shu Han Dynasty were from the skillful whims of this Huang lady. It's just that there are very few Baimo disciples now, and I haven't heard much about the deeds of Baimo disciples in the rivers and lakes.

However, the essence of Deng Lingzi's ink lies in the troubled times to fight violence with violence, they believe that the source of evil is at the head, so they are good at assassinating and killing the ability, and it has become the source of assassins and killers in the world. His disciples boast of their courage and ambition, and their clothes are still red, so this school is called red ink. In the past, Wang Dun stabbed Wang Cheng, and in the case that the other party had twenty "peerless" martial arts masters to protect him, he still had to succeed with one blow, and it is said that he got the help of the disciples of Chimo, but the Chimo has been passed down to this day, and it has been greatly weakened.

Yan Oy's senior brother is actually a disciple of Bai Mo, which shows that Yan Oyster himself should be one of Bai Mo's ink masters. The strange Dao martial arts are quite extraordinary, Han Li has never asked Yan Oyster's teacher, and now he finally realizes it. Look at this Xiahou Tong again, but he is in his thirties, described as thin, his eyebrows are obliquely raised into the sideburns, and his eyes feel misty at first, but when his eyes turn slightly, he is radiant and clear, and there is a mustache on his lips, which is very capable.

"It turns out that the two of them are white ink masters, and Han Li is disrespectful. Han Li bowed his hand to Xiahou Tong and Yan Oy, and the other swordsmen sitting on the seats also owed a debt.

Yan Hao said with a smile: "Senior brother has always rarely seen outsiders, but when Lord Han came in the past, he never introduced him to the adults, forgive his sins." This time the plot is imminent, and the senior brother can't stay out of the matter now, it is Yan Mouyang who came to help him. ”

Xiahou Tong had already sat down on the seat opposite the swordsmen, which was not the place where the desk was placed, but a layer of straw mats for the visitors to change their shoes and take off their shoes, but Xiahou Tong naturally sat down and crossed his legs. The disciples of the Mo family are very strict in self-discipline, and they are also thrifty and simple, and Han Li is not surprised by this.

"Heaven is evil and unjust, and heaven is righteous and unjust, which is what the ink should do. If you can eradicate Hu Di and save the people of this city, you can't ask for it. Xiahou Tong didn't beat around the bush when he spoke.

"Even so, the two of you also decided to assassinate the king of Xiapi of Donghu?" Han Li paused, he was worried about those strange guards, but he still decided not to tell them first, the matter involves demons and ghosts, who can believe it? It is the past self, before he got to know the Qianjia demon slayer Gan Fei, why didn't he sneer at the things of demons and ghosts? Even though he had the experience of awakening his divine power, he still avoided the past. If you tell these worries to these righteous people in the Central Plains, I am afraid that there will be unnecessary twists and turns. Therefore, after seeing that the two ink masters nodded, Han Li said his suggestion: "If we assassinate their main general, the risk is too great, if the assassination fails, our hidden attack will be in vain." "This is not alarmist, after all, there have been lessons from the past," Han meant, taking the opportunity of sending wine and roads to investigate the location of their grain storage, in short, to confuse their army's morale, cutting off their grain is fundamental. Once it is found out and set on fire, the effect will be even better. ”

Han Li said his true thoughts, it is naturally best to avoid those strange guards, and this time he has already given instructions to Da Sima, he is on the verge of self-determination, and acts when he sees the opportunity, Han Li has the right to make decisions on all matters, which is also the trust of Da Sima, and Han Li also thinks that this method is the safest.

Hearing this suggestion, Mo Yumei frowned at first, she was focused on killing the enemy, how could she be willing to be disappointed? It's just that she can't openly raise objections, so she said in her usual cold voice: "Wouldn't it be better to burn their grain and grass and punish their leaders at the same time?"

Before Han Li could speak, Yan Yan had already spoken, but he was obviously on Mo Yumei's side: "What Lord Gu Yan said is extremely true. Lord Han, you have also seen that today's troublesome chickens and dogs are jumping, these Donghu barbarians have robbed our people's grain and grass, and if they are burned, the Donghu barbarians will come to rob the people again, won't they let the people be poisoned again? And ......" Yan Oy's face showed a miserable look, "...... If there is really no food, these demon-like Donghu barbarians will eat people, they have done it more than once, and the people of this city will become food in their mouths at that time, if so, then this Suchang City, no, the entire Dongping County, will become a hell on earth. ”

Han Li was dumbfounded for a while, the army of Xianbei Yan did have a few such situations, conquering Goguryeo, attacking Qianzhao, and fighting Ran Wei, when there was a shortage of food, they used people as food, and still maintained a strong combat power, these actions were really outrageous when they heard in their ears.

Xiahou Tong glanced at Mo Yumei, such a beautiful woman was a pleasing sight even if she exuded the murderous aura of a swordsman, so his eyes lit up, but he turned his head before the other party noticed it, and looked directly at Han Li: "If Lord Huan attacks within a day after the grain is burned, then this plan will be effective, otherwise, the method of besieging them for a long time and waiting for them to cut off their food will not apply, unless they eat us all." In that case, it is better to adopt the previous plan and take the head of their main general, which is the easiest way to work. ”

Han Li was a little hesitant, this is indeed in conflict with Da Sima's strategy, Huan Da Sima obviously made up his mind to besiege for a long time, and it was useless to increase unnecessary consumption because of the strong attack, but in this way, I am afraid that the people of this city will be difficult to protect, when I think of those innocent men, women, and children wailing and crying bitterly and being disemboweled, gnawing on bones and eating meat, Han Li's heart trembled, no, this must not be allowed to happen! If the people all die because of this, then even if they drive out Hu Lu and reoccupy their homeland, what is the point?

"That being the case, send this letter and tell Lord Huan that the siege of the city is probably not feasible, and it is advisable to attack quickly!" Han Li decided, according to this view, only by assassinating Murong Li, the king of Xiapi, can the defenders in the city really collapse as quickly as possible, even if there are those strange guards, they can't take care of it, and more importantly, it is to inform Lord Huan that the Donghu barbarians are like demons, and only by fighting quickly can they truly rescue these people trapped in the city. The question is, does Lord Huan value the lives of the people in the city more, or the lives of the army under his command that can be used to war?

The lean scribe, who had not spoken, pointed out another problem: "How do you send this letter? "On the surface, he is the account office of the Yan family, but in fact he is Yan Oyster's deputy, surnamed Guo Mingxin, and he is quite good at secret kung fu.

Looking at Han Li contemplating for a long time, Xiahou Tong suddenly spoke: "In this way, I have also placed some organs and tunnels here, and it is difficult to move in the city, but it is less risky to go out of the city through these institutions, Lord Han will find a colleague with me who has the best light skills, and I will send him out." But I only guarantee the safety in the tunnel, out of the tunnel, he has to rely on his own ability to return, fortunately the tunnel exit is outside the city, less than twenty miles away from Lord Huan's military camp. ”

Han Li frowned: "Mr. Xiahou has this kind of thaumaturgy, it is really good, but if you can go out of the city and avoid the eyes and ears of the Hu people, my comrades have their own way to get out, and I don't bother Mr. Xiahou." Lingque, you set off immediately, remember to meet Lord Huan, report our plan to Lord Huan, especially to tell the Hu people that they will eat people when they run out of food, please Lord Huan change the line, and no longer prolong the difficult strategy, delay for a long time, and the people in the city are in danger. ”

The Shadow Sparrow was a short and fierce man, and he immediately bowed down to receive the order: "No!"

"Then we'll start preparing for the assassination. It's just that ......" plan is set, and Han Li wants to stop talking.

Yan Hao and Guo Xin looked at each other, I don't know what happened to the chief swordsman of the Great Sima Mansion, when he came here, Han Li acted decisively, and he always had a smile on his face, but now it is good, there is a long scar on his face from his forehead to his chin Not to mention, he always looks thoughtful when he discusses and plans. If Yan Yan hadn't known Han Li's temperament, he would almost have thought that he was an indecisive and mediocre person.

"It's just...... Do you believe ...... "Han Li still decided to tell the truth," ...... Are there demons in this world?"

Yan Oyster and Guo Xin were stunned at the same time, they didn't expect Han Li to ask such a nonsensical question, even the other swordsmen in the Great Sima Mansion couldn't help but straighten up, they all experienced Yun Wuqing's strange things, the fishtail female corpse that exuded blue light wanted to come and still be in the Great Sima Mansion, but Mo Yumei looked at Han Li deeply, she and Han Li met a ghost and a demon, and they really felt the same way. And thinking of these pasts, Gan Fei's figure in his heart became clear again, Mo Yumei couldn't help but be surprised, these days he has been immersed in the resentment of avenging his first lover, but if Gan Fei knows that he is now worried about his first lover, how should he feel? Of course, this is not a betrayal of empathy, but shouldn't there be such a different kind of strange feelings between lovers?

Mo Yumei sighed faintly in her heart, she seemed to see Gan Fei grinning in front of her again, smiling stupidly without heart or lungs.

No one noticed that Xiahou Tong's eyes lit up, and he looked at Han Li with a complicated expression, as if he remembered some inhumane past.

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On the tenth day of the siege, the soldiers of the Yan State trapped in the city seemed to have become accustomed to such a stubborn situation, and the grain and straw stolen from the people were unexpectedly abundant, enough to support nearly 10,000 soldiers and thousands of horses for more than three months. It seems that in the interval of years of war, the people here are industrious enough, and they have accumulated a lot of food. In order to avoid chaos among the people in the city, General Fu Yan also issued a special order to approve the number of people in the city and distribute the rations of the people according to their shares, which can ensure that they will not starve to death, and can also send a group of people as people to build earth and build walls for the Yan army and strengthen the defense of the city.

Hermes-Epitek were such easy animals to control, and Fu Yan sometimes felt that they were more docile than sheep, apparently robbing them of their grain, and then using a small part of this grain to give it back to them, so they were very happy and willing to be driven.

The defensive posture has been stabilized, the military camps are orderly performing their duties, sticking to and waiting for reinforcements, and the light cavalry that went to Yedu to move the rescue soldiers sent more than a dozen before and after, it is expected that Lord Dazai in Yedu will not sit idly by, and will definitely send a new army, and if the leader is Lord Wu Wang, it will be a good thing, Fu Yan still misses Wu Wang Murong in Zizi, as soon as King Wu arrives, the southern army besieging the city will only have the share of holding their heads and running around.

I heard that he was drunk all day long, and he didn't pay attention to the urgent military situation, but Fu Yan still couldn't figure out what was wrong with the Xiapi king, who was still full of ambition when the army was defeated? I heard that on the way to retreat to Dongping, he was attacked and assassinated by a small army of the Jin State, but didn't it have no effect at all? Where did the depressed spirit of the King of Xiapi come from? Fortunately, the king of Xiapi handed over all the military affairs to himself, and Fu Yan was also happy to be in his own position, but Murong Xuan, the king of voodoo who had just entered the battle array, had already shown his grandeur, and he came forward to deal with several urgent matters, and acted in a very orderly manner, which made Fu Yan very satisfied, and in time, this voodoo king may become an outstanding general like Dazai and King Wu, Fu Yan decided that after this battle, he should show the exploits of the king of voodoo to the queen mother and the master of Dazai.

At this time, Fu Yan stood at the head of the city, looking at the Jin army camp in the distance, the military camp was endless, it was dinner time, the cooking smoke rose from all over the barracks, contained in the middle of the day, and the twilight seemed to be a large gray-white cloud.

An old man with half-white hair had just reported something, and now he stood with his hands down respectfully, waiting for Fu Yan to speak.

"You mean, you have already discovered the movements of the southerners in the city?" Fu Yan asked in a cold voice.

The old man nodded: "The secret envoy of the Feng Pavilion has been investigating for days, and he has seen the first clues, and it is the Yan family's meat number." ”