In the west of the sunset, the soldiers besieging the city lit a few bonfires in the camp, the soldiers had dinner, and sang the folk songs sung by Youzhou in the red reflected in the bonfire and the sunset, some people sang and danced, and Yanbei's mouth also sang the tune of the folk song with the rough voice of the Youzhou Han'er, and sat on the iron crest without the slightest elegance, and knocked the basin in front of him with a ruler-long iron fork, making a crisp sound. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The hundreds of soldiers in the camp were like this, and the atmosphere was not like a siege, but as if it was just in time for the annual event.

Yan Bei knocked on a syllable again, tilted his head and asked softly, "The brothers in the military tent, are they all prepared?" ”

The young Youzhou bandit leader was full of relaxation at this time, Pan Leng was wearing a big armor, his sleeves were rolled up to his upper arms to reveal bulging and scarred arms, and he hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled: "It's all ready, and my subordinates have specially taken three hundred strong crossbows from the forest, counting more than a thousand hard bows...... The military tents are all made of fine wood, and they will collapse when you pull them, so let go of ten hearts! ”

Yan Bei smiled and nodded, throwing away the tension of dealing with the possible war, he was very happy to see his subordinates so happy, and he also hummed with the soldiers: "Straight as a string, he is dying." Qu is like a hook, I am anti-sealed! ”

Although the Yanbei camp was noisy, there were hundreds of people in private who acted as the eyeliner of the border and stared at the nearby and not far Yangle City. All this was due to the fact that in the afternoon he had been told to let his soldiers pretend to be unprepared when it was dark, and in fact lay an ambush in the middle of the tent...... He guessed that Gongsun Chan would most likely use the night attack to frustrate their morale because of their rush to the new arrival.

In the face of frustrated suggestions, Yanbei has always been kind and streaming. What's more, he thinks that even if Gongsun Chan doesn't come tonight, he has nothing to lose. If there is still no trace of the enemy in the second half of the night, they will quietly change their defenses with the Xiaoya army in ambush in the forest, and tomorrow the first Deng will be led by Zhang Jaw and Lu Yi to capture Chen Erbu and forcibly attack the city.

A small city like Yangle doesn't need complex siege equipment at all, a simple ladder plus 3,000 troops should be able to kill the city head in one fell swoop. It's just that that might cost the three thousand old pawns a lot.

Therefore, Yanbei was more willing to eliminate the most elite White Horse Yicong in the hands of Gongsun Zhan in the field battle.

Even if it's just a few hundred people.

"General, your subordinates are very greedy for that ring knife, let me open my eyes?" Pan Ling smiled on his face, bit his lower lip and looked at Yan Bei's waist, and said flatteringly: "Play for a while...... No, just take a look at it. ”

"Huh!" Yan Bei smiled, that is, such an ignorant guy, otherwise which general under his command would dare to ask Yan Bei for a knife like this? However, Pan Ling, this kid has a very good appetite for Yanbei, probably because of a horse bandit and a bandit, Yanbei is not surprised, he got up with a smile and said: "You erection, wait, I'll fetch it for you to see!" ”

Yan Bei's knife was in the tent behind him, a five-foot-long ring knife, he didn't want to carry it with him. There are Gao Ranfu and a group of Xiaofang guards in the tent, once the war starts, they will suddenly come out, and naturally they will also bring Yanbei's sword.

Standing up and moving twice, Yan Bei couldn't help but sigh that Wang Yi definitely put his heart into creating such a set of sleeve armor for himself, and the brand-new iron leaves made a crisp sound when he walked.

Entering the tent, he lifted the ring knife, opened the tent curtain, and Yan Bei slowly pulled out the ring knife.

Scold!

It was a large, two-handed knife, a foot-long handle wrapped with dark blue twine, and a narrow copper blade about an inch wide connected to a bright mirror-like blade. The four-foot-long blade is a finger thick, and perhaps because of the forging technique, the excessively long blade has a slight inner arc, not an absolute straight line, but it makes the edge of the blade with the forging pattern finger width show a terrible sharpness.

"What a sword!"

Pan Ling praised in his mouth, took it from Yan Bei's hand with both hands on the back of the knife, and as soon as he took it, his hand sank an inch, and waved it with one hand, only then did he change his hands to pose a few times, and then pinched the thick back of the knife with both hands and handed the handle back to Yan Bei, with a wry smile on his face.

"General, this knife is indeed a good knife...... But the back of the knife is too thick, and this knife is more than ten catties. ”

Yan Bei took the ring knife, raised it with one hand to the level of his chest, flicked the blade with his left hand, slowly retracted it into the sheath and smiled at Pan Ling: "Well, this knife should be about twelve catties...... There's no way around it. ”

Han Jin is equivalent to the later half of the city catty, such a two-handed ring is equivalent to the weight of five catties, even for both hands, it is a little heavy.

"Why can't it be helped?" Pan Ling said, and felt a little timid compared to the general's indifference, and then said embarrassedly: "I have always wandered in Liaodong, and I have never gone out, general, you also know that Liaodong is here...... A lot of things are different from the outside, I've heard people say that the Wuhuan people outside the plug don't even have iron urns, is it true? ”

"It's nothing, I'll know it later, in the future, we will go to Jixian, and we will go to Jizhou, if I have the opportunity, I also want to go to Luoyang to see what those dignitaries and nobles look like when they live." As for the iron urns of the Wuhuan people, they were all sold by our Han merchants, and the reason is the same as Ayi can only make this kind of thick-backed two-handed ring. ”

Yan Bei had a simple smile on his face, and he didn't have the slightest intention of laughing at Pan Ling's lack of knowledge. He used to be like Pan Ling, poor and poor, and his clothes, knives, and horses were all robbed, and no one dared to underestimate him, because those who dared to laugh at him were killed.

"I think you can also use knives, no matter whether the usual knife is made fine or not, the one-handed ring knife is usually three or four catties, and the two-handed ring knife is only seven or eight catties...... But our iron Wu can't be built, because the skills of the craftsmen are not in place, and they can't fry good steel with more toughness and hardness, and using this kind of inferior steel to forge weapons may break in the chopping if it is thin, not to mention that it is easier to break the blade. ”

As Yan Bei spoke, Pan Ling nodded and listened very carefully, and only after seeing that Yan Bei finished speaking, he asked, "Then when will we be able to make the kind of steel knife produced in Yuyang?" ”

"It'll be fine later." Yan Bei is not a few years older than Pan Ling, but in terms of common sense and knowledge, he far surpasses Pan Ling, after all, he has done too many things, put the ring knife aside, tilted his head and asked Pan Ling: "You are also from Qianshou?" ”

"Well, Ah Weng used to be someone else's tenant."

The so-called vain tenants, in addition to not being wantonly killed by their masters, cannot be counted as free men at all, and are no different from slaves.

"Then the two of us are about the same, my father is a slave who herds horses for the Gongsun clan." Yan Bei smiled and took a deep breath, Zhengse pointed a finger at Pan Ling, and said: "The eldest husband is in the world, not to see people's faces, the first Han Dynasty has a Liangdi Luan Bu, who was sold to Yandi as a horse slave, and later he became the prime minister of Yan and was named Marquis Yu. This man once said that those who are poor and cannot bend down are not heroes, but when they are noble, they are not satisfied, and they are not virtuous! ”

"Ask whatever you want, don't care what others think, and don't be limited by your background. Hold the knife for me with your fists and I will give you everything you want. Yan Bei's expression at this time was full of strong confidence, patted Pan Ling, who seemed to understand whether he understood or not, on the shoulder, and turned around with a knife and walked towards the tent, "Let the scouts around me take care of the city gate, and I'll put on my armor." ”

"No!"

Pan Ling went to pass the word, and Yan Bei entered the Chinese military tent and asked the Xiaoya guards to put on the accessories of armor such as bracers and iron shoes for him.

It's getting closer and closer to the middle of the night, and if Gongsun Chan wants to attack him, it's probably here.

"General, do you value that Pan Ling very much?"

In the tent, Gao Ran, who had already dressed up his neat armor and buckled his pocket, knelt on the ground, his waist hung a ring knife, and the mixed iron spear that rarely left his body was inserted outside the tent, and a swallow-shaped flag was poked on the tip of the spear five feet long, hunting in the evening wind.

"Empathize, the world is going to be chaotic...... People who were born in the end of the world know better what it means to be hard-won, and they know better how to work hard and forge ahead. Yan Bei laughed self-deprecatingly, pointed at the beast-faced heart shield on his chest with two fingers, hooked the corners of his mouth and said: "A humble person like this always has to suffer more frustrations than others in order to know how to walk steadily." ”

There are no weak people in this world, but in this era, humble origins are one of the reasons why many people become weak. Yan Bei knew that if he could give those lowly ambitious people a chance, even if it was a chance to climb to a high position and look down on all beings, those people would be willing to break the heavens for him!

After putting on a full set of armor, Yan Bei moved his body, raised his hands and walked under the tent curtain, turned back to Gao Ran and said: "Ah Xiu, your martial arts are strong, if Bogui attacks later, I will command the battle, and the safety of the frustrated monarch will be handed over to you." ”

Fu Zhu glared slightly, didn't follow Yan Bei's ink, turned around and put a big armor on his body, knelt on the tent seat, and the four-foot Han sword was placed on his knees, looking at Yan Bei with his head raised slightly.

Yanbei was happy when he saw it, hey, this great sage is still angry, and sitting here means that I underestimate who is. He smiled and waved his hand, and then waved his hand at Gao Ran to greet Fu Zhi, which meant that Gao Ran took a good look at him.

Gao Ran looked at the ring knife and looked at it, took out the blade and slowly sharpened it, and nodded quietly. As the most superb martial artist under Yanbei, Gao Ran has been waiting for something, he is waiting for Guan Yunchang, who is invincible on the battlefield with a long knife in the general's mouth.

"General, it's all done, and the subordinates will sprinkle thistles on the ground outside the camp on the side facing the city gate on their own initiative, hehe, if General Bergui dares to come, teach him to come and go!"

Yan Bei nodded, it was he who was negligent, and he forgot to ask his subordinates to stumble over the cavalry that might be attacked near the camp without knowing that the iron thistle and the ginseng stone stumbled. However, Yan Bei would not admit that he lacked experience in defensive warfare, nor did he praise Pan Ling, but just knelt outside the tent of the Chinese army and stretched out his hand to press on the ground.

After a long while, Yan Bei's hand felt a not very clear vibration, which made the corners of his mouth smile, raised his palm to Pan Ling and stretched out his dirty hand with dirt, and asked, "Do you believe it or not, this hand can cover the sky in Liaodong?" ”

Pan Ling didn't understand what it meant, so he heard the neighing of horses outside the camp, and the sound of arrows piercing the air in the distance. ”

On the west side of the camp, white horses and silver armor with spears break through the darkness!