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Chapter 33 Dead City

Nong Zhigao's hair was all white, and when he stood with his mother Anon, he looked even older...

Walking in the smelly city, looking at the men who were huddling in the shed, my heart was like a knife...

"This is the punishment of Blodo! He was angry that we gave up the mountains and came to this city. We are descendants of the mountains, born and raised here, and rely on the mountains to live. This time we abandoned the mountains, so he lowered the punishment..."

Nong Zhigao turned his head and looked at his mother and said, "Mother, please take your people back to the mountains. Don't think about coming out to avenge me. This city is my glory and my sin. I will stay and fight to the death with the Song people.

We are too arrogant. Mother, Guangnan's victory made me forget what kind of country the State of Song was. They only sent one wing army and 30,000 border troops, which made Guangyuan fall into a complete dilemma.

I thought they had habitually endured failure and humiliation. Now it seems that this is not the case. Mother, if I don’t die, the anger of Song State will not be calmed. Only when my head is made into a wine glass can the emperor of Song State be relieved. However, we have shown our strength. We are not lambs to be slaughtered. Next time, I believe that the emperor of Song State will not throw our contributions and golden books aside. My death can make others no longer underestimate us. This is also a kind of victory."

Nong Zhigao looked at a child stuffing food into his mouth, while streams of clear water gushed out of the child's butt, closing his eyes in pain. There were too many people like this, too many in the city...

Listening to the sound of the child falling to the ground, Nong Zhigao said decisively to his mother: "Go away quickly, go quickly, and take away those who have not been hurt by the plague and go back to the mountains! Don't stop for a moment."

Anon hugged his son and hurriedly made preparations. She has never been an indecisive person, and his fellow servants are not afraid of death. They just worry that death is meaningless.

Xiaolin lay on the cliff like a gecko, looking up at the shaking suspension bridge above his head motionless. He had been observing all day but didn't see Nong Zhigao coming out of the city. Seeing that the canyon was about to turn black, he waved his hand behind him. A cableway immediately straightened straight. He hung the hook rope on the cableway and connected it to a very thin rope. Soon, his figure followed the cableway into the fog in the valley...

It was not comfortable to soak all over in lime water. Xiaolin insisted on soaking for a stick of incense for a while, buried his head in the water and blew a breath of bubbles, and then came out of the lime water and stepped into the warm water prepared. This link was his favorite link. Not only did he need to drink a large pot of the strongest spirit, but he also had to let others wipe his body with alcohol and come out of the tent of the Western Regions. He not only had a three-point alcoholic spirit, but his whole body was filled with an intoxicating aroma of wine.

"The dead are not as many as you think. A strong old woman left with tens of thousands of elite people. They were all very energetic, not as if they were sick. There were many women and children in the middle, and they didn't seem to be sick. At least I thought that those who could walk through that suspension bridge were considered healthy people, and you miscalculated." The fragrant Xiaolin said to Yun Zheng while eating the fragrant dinner.

Yun Zheng was still reading a book again, and the voice came from behind the book: "I never expected that a single malaria could kill all the people in the city, and even the smallpox would not be possible. If it was the Black Death, it would be very likely. The purpose of letting you blow up that natural bridge is to prevent them from taking away the Baniu Crossbow and the catapult. As for killing all the men, I haven't thought so yet.

I just wanted to leave a dead city for civil servants such as Yu Jing to show them, so that they could exaggerate the terrible degree of the plague so that Da Zheng Di would decisively use Dali Kingdom to be serious. It would be better if those people left. It would take less time for Nong Zhigao to come out of the city to fight us. He used to be the one who used the Eight Niu Crossbow to harm us. Now it is our turn to harm us."

"Will you take advantage of the time when Nong Zhigao's morale is low?" Liang Ji asked Yun Zheng silly, thinking that now was a very good opportunity to siege the city.

"Get this fool out!" Yun Zheng's voice continued to come from behind the book, and Monkey and Hanniu immediately pushed Liang Ji, who was smiling, out of the tent.

Yun Zheng put down the book and took a thick letter from the case and threw it to Xiaolin and said, "You are also a shameless person. Hua Niang gave birth to a daughter for you. I originally wanted to see what Hua Niang said to you, but I felt it was not easy to explain to you. You should read it yourself."

"I have a baby?"

The chopsticks in Xiaolin's hand fell to the ground, staring at Yun Zheng in a daze, but did not accept the letter, letting the letter hit him, and seemed to be extremely moving all over his body.

Seeing Xiaolin's stupid look, Yun Zheng smiled and picked up the letter from the ground that did not exist, and planned to say a few words of revenge. When his daughter was born, Xiaolin laughed at him a lot.

"I'm going to take a shower... I'm so dirty... Maybe there are bacteria. I didn't soak the lime water thoroughly... I didn't drink enough wine... Oh my God, there is a stinking corpse on my sleeve. Take a bath, take a bath, Yun Da, give me your fragrant soap. Oh my god, I have a baby... Yun Da, calculate my money and grain immediately, I'll want to... I'll fight you forever if I don't have a penny less...

Yun Zheng looked at Xiao Lin's black-haired face, who had already started to take off his clothes and untied his clothes in the big tent. The guy walked out of the big tent with barefoot in his big trousers. He probably would take a long shower today.

Zhou Tong turned around and looked at Xiaolin who had passed by, then looked at Yun Zheng's military tent in confusion. He lifted the curtain and walked in. Xiaolin, who was pointing his finger away, was confused.

"There is nothing to explain. This guy heard that he had a child, and was afraid that he would take the letter sent from home to get the bad luck on the child. He planned to take a shower again and wait until the smell disappeared on his body would look at the letter carefully."

Zhou Tong nodded thoughtfully and said, "Of course, it's really too bad here. General, the position ahead has been built. When will the army begin to enter the defensive state?"

"It should be very soon. Nong Zhigao will launch an attack in the next two days, but this is what I judged based on this guy's personality. Maybe someone will escape from the rope bridge. You can monitor it from afar. They need to pass through the mud pit when they open the city gate. At this time, there is no problem. We don't care how many people we kill, and it is a big deal that cannot let them contact us. Those people are better shot and killed in the mud pit, so that the water we accumulate in the valley will be useful. At that time, dig the dam and use a batch of mud to cover the body up."

Seeing that Yun Zheng said it was not painful, Zhou Tong hurriedly said, "We have some usefulness to Nong Zhigao's head, that one cannot be buried. How can we be sure that we killed Nong Zhigao without the head?"

Yun Zheng grinned and pointed at Zhou Tong with the book in his hand: "You are just a scheming person. At this time, you still don't understand what we are going to do? What do you want Nong Zhigao's head to do? Why do you have to be sure that Nong Zhigao is dead? Once Nong Zhigao dies, we will go back to the camp. What are you using as an excuse to enter Jiaozhi?"

Zhou Tong said unanimously: "If you want to add a crime, do you have to use Nong Zhigao as a guise? I heard Lin laughed at Lin saying that Nong Zhigao's mother Anon has left Wuchao with someone who is not infected...

No, Anon cannot get rid of it. The Jiaozhi people are actually staring at Anon from behind. How could she let her leave easily with a large amount of wealth? So as long as we leave Guangyuanzhou, we will face a life-and-death battle with the Jiaozhi people?"

"Don't worry, wait for Di Qing's news before making a decision. Only when Di Qing leads his troops to Dali Kingdom can we have the opportunity to enter Jiaozhi. There must be no case where an army fights two countries at the same time, and it will be difficult for anyone to live.

You go and prepare. We are not attacking Wuchao. It is very beneficial to us to waste time now. Cui Da’s logistics camp will soon come to Guangyuanzhou. Only when the supplies are replenished can we all be filled with people and pounce on Shenglong Mansion!”

Zhou Tong laughed and stood up and left. Yun Zheng continued to put his body in the chair and continued to read his "Five Classics Justice". The emperor has decided that the subject will be held in autumn this year, and he doesn't know if he can have time.

The tired Eight Hundred Mile Flying Cavalry finally brought Yu Jing's memorial to the city of Bianliang, Tokyo. This time the messenger was no longer an ordinary postman express foot, but a team of thirty fully armed cavalry.

The knight in charge had a small flag on his back. The flag was not exquisite, and it was even a little broken. The cavalry's cloak was covered with dust, but the ability to ride a double horse was still surprising. Lang Tan sat on the horse, letting the flag behind him whistle and whistle. He clearly remembered the command of the general. This was the first time that Wu Shengjun appeared in Bianliang City, Tokyo. If he showed up, he would make all Tokyo people remember Wu Shengjun firmly, especially to leave a very deep impression on Han Qi.

So before entering Beijing, he thought specifically that there was no need to wear new armor. This armor for daily fighting was very suitable. If it was compared to armor, the gilded armor of the Japanese army was much more beautiful than his own.

Late autumn is a good time for Tokyo people to enjoy chrysanthemums at Xiangguo Temple. Countless scholars and noble girls sit in the gauze curtain and recite poems and paintings. The road is full of luxurious carriages. Behind each carriage are several servants in green clothes and hats. Not only are they good-looking, but they are also very regular when walking. They are neither close to the carriage nor far away, but at the most convenient distance when the owner calls himself.

Vegetable farmers carrying loads, merchants driving ox carts, nobles walking out of the city, and even a few blonde and blue-eyed Hu people were mixed in the crowd. The guards of the city gate stood their bodies on the spears and watched the crowds lazily, looking at the abortions in and out, which was a peaceful and prosperous scene.

"Eight hundred miles in expedited! Supervisor Di rushed into Guangyuanzhou, and Wu Sheng's army besieged Wuchao City!"

The smoke and dust rose, the horse's hooves were like thunder, and the war horse with armor, like a beast suddenly appeared in this paradise on earth and rushed straight to Tokyo City.
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