"The woman is not staying, forget it, let her go. You go to do your errand, and Nangong's affairs will be made by her. Whether the Five Thousand Feather Forest is transferred to Lingwu, I am always not so at ease there. ”

Liu Qi waved his hand and retreated a thousand degrees, turned over, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Yun Xiao sat in his own row, looking at the quiet night sky in a daze. There were a lot of corpses lying around the line, really a lot, so many that the people who buried the corpses didn't have time to bury them.

More than half of these people died at the hands of the Huns, and the other half were killed by themselves. The head of the lieutenant was hanging on the flagpole, and it had been frozen hard. It was blown by the wind and hit the flagpole with a bang.

After begging for reinforcements for nearly half a month, he sent himself 3,000 peasants-like guards. Who in the court doesn't know that where the hell is the army, it's a group of peasants. On the first day he came, Yun Xiao was quite happy, he had a good meal, a good drink, and a good reception, and asked people to prepare a warm barracks for a night's rest.

But when these grandsons heard that they were going to fight with the Huns the next day, they ran away by more than 100 that night without saying a word. Yun Xiao was a little mentally drumming, expecting them to cut off people's heads for money and flowers, and let the silver burn their courage.

But I never expected that these grandsons didn't even have the courage to talk about the fuck. As soon as he pulled up the city wall, his legs and stomach cramped, and many of them were frightened when they saw the Huns rushing over. Fortunately, Dai Yu led the guards of the Yun family to watch from the city tower, and killed more than a dozen guys who wanted to run one after another, so he stabilized his position.

But as soon as the Huns came up, these guys ran so fast. The roads on the city wall were blocked. Dai Yu led the Yun family's Xiangyong in front and killed more than 50 people. Yun Xiao was so distressed that he twitched, this was all his own hard work.

More than 2,000 Tun soldiers were escorted to the school grounds, and more than 500 people, including the lieutenant of the Tun Cavalry, were pulled out and bled one by one. Since there is no blood, then simply let it go.

Now this group of people is arranged in the barracks of Longyou's soldiers, and even Longyou's soldiers look down on these bastards who escaped from the battle. Now that they look like prisoners, Hou Ye said that if he finds a person who escaped, he will deduct money.

"It's all fucking good, the old boys have worked hard to earn their money back. There are more than 2,000 old and young masters in the camp, and now there are less than 800 left. If it was because of you bastards, Hou Ye deducted the money of Lao Tzu. I'm the king's big scar, and I'll give you a scar the size of a bowl. ”

Wang Dascar, the captain of the halberd battalion with a long scar on his face, shouted by his neck on the school field.

The next morning, he personally cut down twenty soldiers who tried to escape.

I can't take this team with me. The Yun family's Xiangyong died more than 400 times. Of the 8,000 Long right soldiers, there were less than 3,000 left. Lingwu's original border army was left with only cooks and corpse buries, and the bastards of the Tun army couldn't be counted on at all. Yun Xiao really didn't know if he could withstand tomorrow's attack, and if there were no reinforcements, he would have to use firearms.

The firearm was used secretly in Jiangnan, but it was used up in front of so many people. It would be impossible for Liu Qi not to ask for it again. Once this thing is out of its grasp. It was like opening Pandora's box. If Liu Qi saw the power of this thing. In addition, Zhou Yafu and Dou Ying and others agitated and let themselves attack Mobei with a thunderbolt, then there would be nowhere to cry. The example of Li Ling is there. It is very dangerous for infantry to go deep into the desert without logistical supplies. I don't want to be caught by the Huns, and it is unlikely that I will be this king and that king. However, the possibility of being skinned and cramped is high.

Xiaobai obediently crawled beside Yun Xiao, and there were a lot of corpses outside. It doesn't like the frozen guys, and it doesn't like the smell outside. The corpses of the villagers are being burned, their ashes will be transported to their hometown for burial, and their tablets will appear in the ancestral hall of the Yun family to enjoy incense offerings.

They disposed of the corpses of the Longyou soldiers themselves, and they thought that since the person was dead, there was no need to return to Longyou. The gravediggers kept digging large and deep pits, and the Longyou soldiers were buried collectively in batches.

As for the corpses of the Tun army, no one cared about them at all. The cart pulled them out of the city, and buried them in the snow to be eaten by the wild dogs and hungry wolves. These lives are also a waste of food, and being able to feed hungry wolves is also the greatest contribution of their lives.

This is Lingwu City under Yun Xiao's rule. Warriors can be respected by all. Whether alive or dead, cowards will be despised by all, and equally alive or dead.

The bull sat on the ground against the eaves, biting the leg of mutton. His servants were wiping the blood from its armor and rewaxing it. This guy has just come down from a broken city wall, and Lingwu has been able to hold it for so long, and this guy has contributed a lot. If it weren't for it, I'm afraid Lingwu would have fallen ten days ago.

The smooth full-body plate armor was already covered with marks of knives and axes, and several places on the back had been cut out. It can be seen that the opponent is also using an axe, and the waxed plate armor has a good effect, if it were not for the many swords that have been cut on it. The brute bull will definitely be injured, I can't imagine how this guy should defend Lingwu City if he falls.

The sound of fighting on the city wall continued, and the helpless Yun Xiao had to order to take the last resort. The corpses of the Huns piled up under the city were set on fire, and when they were thrown down, a lot of Western Regions fire oil was poured on them.

The torch was thrown on it and soon burned violently, and the orange flames hindered the Huns' attack. The soldiers defending the city can rest for a while, but the scorching smell makes people's heads hurt.

The fire oil scorched the corpse, and a drop of human oil was baked, and the two oils were mixed together. The fire became even more intense, and no one dared to approach within a few feet. The dead man's tendons were burned tightly, and the frozen creature writhed in the flames. Like a living person, he can't stand the torment of the flames.

The strange sight frightened the Huns, who watched in amazement as the man who had been dead for several days struggled in the flames. The melodious sound of the piano sounded in the camp of the Huns, and one after another mournful singing drifted through the flames with the north wind and drifted into the ears of the Han army.

Flames burned on both sides of the Great Wall, and people were burning. God just likes to see the species he created kill each other like this, this is fate. Neither the one who burns nor the one who is burned can resist.

The goshawk galloped into the row and jumped down without waiting for the horse to stop. Bibi pointed to the darkness in the distance, and his frozen mouth didn't hear what he said clearly for a long time.

An army walked out of the darkness, and when Yun Xiao saw the red feathers on their heads clearly, the corners of his eyes were actually a little moist. (To be continued......)