At the beginning of July, Shattered Leaf City.

It was late at night, but the fire inside and outside the city was blazing, and the shouts of killing had not stopped since the battle began three days earlier.

Sun Tzu's Art of War once said that the method of using soldiers, ten to encircle, five to attack, although the commander of the Arab army may not have seen Sun Wu's masterpiece, but the attack is very in line with the essentials of the art of war.

An army of 40,000 attacked the West Gate, which was garrisoned by 8,000 men, and did not stop for a second.

The Abbasid generals were not sympathetic to their soldiers, and did not cover the retreat of wounded soldiers, or change teams to attack every once in a while.

Appearing on the battlefield, the target of all the Arab soldiers is the wall in front of them.

"Whoosh~"

"Boom Boom Boom~"

The catapults outside the city continued to wield their might, smashing countless pieces on the city's head, and the many crossbowmen on the city's head could also deal a heavy blow to the Arab army outside the city.

Leaning against the wall to avoid a round of flying stones, the face of the pink skeleton who had not closed his eyes for a day and a night was full of anxiety: "These people are really crazy, even if there are more troops, they don't attack like this, right?" ”

"We have few soldiers, and they just want to fight with us."

Candle lit the lamp and shook his head beside him, and turned out of the corner of his eye: "I bet, they definitely didn't bring much food, so they don't care about the dead and wounded, even if it's a five-to-one battle loss, they can accept it, you're right, this is a bunch of crazy people." ”

"How many of our soldiers are wounded now?"

"The casualties of the team under the command of Rabbit and Xiaoyu before were forty percent, and our situation was not much better. Even the crossbowmen who knew how to dream were killed in nearly a hundred. ”

As the words of the candle fell, the pink skeleton couldn't help but look to the right. There is a crossbow array under Mo Xiaobai's command, they are guarding three Yuan Rong crossbows, and they have destroyed many Arab catapults.

It's just that now the catapult outside the city is surrounded by heavy shields of the enemy, and the Yuanrong crossbow can't be easily broken, but has become the focus of the catapult outside the city, and there are constantly soldiers around who are injured or even killed.

"They've helped us attract firepower, and we're going to hold on to this wall." Gritting his teeth and spitting out a sentence, the pink skeleton stood up and raised his hand with a knife, slashing the two Arab soldiers who were about to climb up into the air.

The same action was repeated mechanically, and the pink skull's complexion gradually returned to coldness.

It's not that she hasn't experienced the battle of defending the city, in the copy of the Battle of the Water, dozens of people guarding the city wall against thousands of enemy troops survived, and the battle in front of her was not as thrilling as it was then.

"Get out of here!"

The heavy sword slashed three times in a row, directly cutting out the internal organs of an Arab centurion.

"With this bit of crowd tactics, don't think about passing under my hands."

The red pink skeleton was awe-inspiring, and the soldiers around him were also inspired.

Never retreat, just fight to the death!

War!

The battle outside the city is urgent, and another battlefield inside the city is also extremely bloody.

In a restaurant opened by one of the nine surnames of Zhaowu, Huo Xunguo Hu, there are corpses all over the upstairs and downstairs.

Each corpse was a powerful man, each armed with a sword.

But now, these people are dead.

Died at the hands of a woman.

"Tell me who you are."

In the backyard of the restaurant, in a secret room of a stone house, Bai Hualin sat on a futon, playing with a small Buddha statue in his right hand.

There was a smile on his face, but there was a trace of blood dripping from the sword in his hand.

In front of her, the ordinary-looking Hu family of three hugged each other and trembled.

With fear in the corners of his eyes, he tried his best to dodge.

"Woman, we're really just shopkeepers, and we don't have any other identities."

The man in the family of three dodged his eyes for a while before he said: "You have taken a fancy to something in my store, you can take it, just ask you not to kill us, we will just open a small shop to do some business." ”

"Doing business?"

Bai Hualin threw away the little golden Buddha in his hand, and said, "Do you need such a big secret room to do business?" Doing business will hide three papermakers here? Why are there Buddha statues everywhere in your restaurant? Let me tell you, you are loyal to the black-clothed Great Food Fire Seeking Country, and you don't want people to know your hidden identity, so you have used all kinds of hints to tell everyone that the owner of the restaurant believes in the Buddha, not the Shiite sect of the Great Cannibal. ”

"I've already taken away all the papermakers, what are you going to quibble about? Do you want to tell me that the three of them came of their own free will, and have nothing to do with you and the Black Food? Do you know that you made a big mistake, and that mistake is the reason why I have been eyeing you in just a few days since I came to Shattered Leaf City. ”

Bai Hualin squinted her eyes and smiled brightly, but the happier she smiled, the more frightened the man in front of her became.

He didn't understand what he had done wrong.

Obviously, he has disguised himself well enough, even if the big cannibal comes, he may not be able to see the identity of their family.

Seeing that the other party still didn't know, Bai Hualin had to remind him, and beckoned to the girl in the couple's arms with a smile: "Come, little sister, come and tell your father the story I told my sister at noon." ”

The little girl's eyes were full of horror, how could she tell any story.

But after Bai Hualin finished speaking, the middle-aged Hu Ren's face suddenly turned pale.

"Reflexed?"

Seeing that his face changed suddenly, Bai Hualin immediately put down the Buddha statue: "Money merchants and bandits, such wonderful stories are rare, do you need me to tell you where it came from?" ”

"I, I, it's me, it's my fault."

The man muttered miserably, he would never have thought that the little story he usually told to his daughter would reveal his identity.

At first, he just thought that these stories had spread from the capital of the Great Food King, and even many nobles and big people liked them, so he tried to write them down and tell them to his daughter, so that her daughter could keep up with the trend of black food.

But what he never expected was that the Han people in front of him also knew these stories, and they looked even more familiar than him.

The other party's psychological defense line collapsed, Bai Hualin smiled even more, and he sighed in his heart, if it wasn't for the fact that she received a copy of One Thousand and One Nights on her birthday when she was a child, which made her interested in those fairy tales, maybe she would have missed a great opportunity today.

It will even make it easy for three craftsmen who know how to make papermaking to leave the Western Regions and go to the Abbasid Empire.

"You can think about whether to choose to live as a family of three, or kill your wife and daughter first in front of me with the belief of being dressed in black and eating big food."

Bai Hualin threw a dagger in front of the man, and said, "You can choose to die for your faith, I just need to trouble a little more, if I can find you, I can find out the other big food spies." But if you want your family to be safe and able to continue to live happily and prosperously, then you can say it now. ”

Two choices, life or death.

The man took the dagger in his hand with a pale face, but when he turned his eyes to his wife and daughter, the pleading in his wife's eyes and his daughter's small hands, which turned white with fear, made him unable to do anything.

He's not a big cannibal, and he's only going to be a spy to make a living. Although he was forced to believe in Shiism, he was not one of those big food warriors in the restaurant.

With a 'clang', the dagger fell to the ground.

The man's face turned bitter and said, "I said, I will tell you all the secrets I know, and you must protect my wife and daughter, this is my only request." ”