A waxing moon hung in the western sky early, making the snowy ground look even colder.
Chang Siguo walked slowly around the city with his hands behind his back, glancing outside the city from time to time.
The city head was close to the inner wall. The soldiers who defended the city used arrow shields to create air-ventilating spaces. They split logs and burned them for a fire. They sat around the logs, laughed in low voices, drank water and ate barbecue.
The night was long and windy and cold, and groups of soldiers took turns patrolling the city.
Every half hour, three groups of soldiers move staggeredly in the small defense area to preserve the physical strength and mental energy of most of the soldiers.
Chang Si passed away and paid no attention to the affairs arrangements of each defense zone. He just paid attention to whether there were people approaching the city. He walked for more than an hour and was resting on a pile of rolling stones when he heard the patrolling soldier suddenly blowing his bamboo whistle and jumped to the outer wall. On the side, looking far into the distance, I saw a line of torches coming from several miles away towards the city head, and there was a faint sound of shouting and running along the wind.
All the fire-warming soldiers at the top of the city quickly extinguished the fire and returned the arrow-blocking boards to their original positions under the orders of their respective gang leaders. The torches at the top of the city were lit one after another, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The moon was setting in the west, but there was still some light in the sky.
After seeing the sparse cavalry lineup in the distance, Chang Siguo twitched the corner of his mouth. It was already one o'clock in the morning, and the Beirong people were not resting in the camp, but came to play in the wind and jump around to harass the city.
The Beirong people have acted so obviously arrogantly. There must be something big happening tonight or tomorrow.
The cavalrymen waved their bows and taunted and insulted them from a distance away, but did not come forward, causing the soldiers at the top of the city to yell at each other.
Both sides exchanged obscenities, exchanged greetings with each other's women and eighteen generations of ancestors.
Chang Siguo watched the excitement up and down the city with cold eyes, and did not draw out his hunting bow to shoot the eyesore in front of him.
Killing a few minions has nothing to do with the overall situation. He seemed to be a bystander who stayed out of the matter, watching both sides pouring out their inner resentment into the cold air and scolding them vulgarly.
The noise lasted for more than a quarter of an hour, and several gongs rang in the distance.
The cavalrymen were doing all kinds of obscene moves on horseback, laughing and shouting insults all the way.
The soldiers at the top of the city were quite unsatisfied. In this round, both sides suffered no losses, and the battle was indistinguishable.
The newly installed arrow shields were dismantled, and a fire-warming space was built again. Under the light of the fire, all the faces of the gang leaders, regardless of their length, were glowing red, and the eyes of the rough men were shining. It was almost as if they were sharing a bowl of water during the festival. Even after a few drinks and some fat, I was still excited, loudly discussing and exchanging insults, my spirit was as high as ever.
Chang Siguo was speechless and ignored them, continuing to patrol the city.
The situation was similar everywhere in the city. The soldiers were making loud noises and competing with each other to see who could come up with new ideas.
It's a pity that there is no wine to accompany the scolding, and it lacks a bit of excitement.
In this way, there were three scolding battles in the first half of the night. The soldiers at the city head became more and more courageous as they fought, and they did not feel sleepy at all.
The soldiers who took over the shift came to the top of the city in batches, gathered around the fire to eat the vigil dinner served by the cooks, and loudly showed off the excitement of the first half, which aroused the soldiers who were watching for the rest of the night. They were looking forward to it. Such a vigil would not be boring. It’s hard.
Chang Siguo filled his stomach and handed over warning fireworks and "patrol" tokens to Yi Shangyan who went up to the city.
After joking for a while, we went to the barracks under the city alone.
He is not sleepy yet. Before the Beirong cavalry came to harass him, Chang Siguo swallowed a Yuan-Zeng Dan. He adjusted his breathing and walked silently to practice health-building skills. He absorbed the medicine's power and transformed it into heat breath, collecting Qi. Hai, the effect is much better than boring meditation practice.
I can clearly feel that my cultivation level has improved, which is several times higher than what I usually achieve after practicing for one night.
Even his clairvoyance, after practicing and using it over the past few days, could unknowingly extend to a distance of six feet.
On the streets in the city, there are groups of soldiers returning from the night vigil everywhere. The torches are shining and the footsteps are creaking. It seems to be more lively than during the day. Under the scolding of their respective officers, it is not as noisy as in the city. They only lower their voices and laugh. Continuously.
Walking down from the top of the city, it is only about a hundred feet to the barracks in the north city.
Chang Siguo stepped into the camp's simple wooden gate and paused suddenly. He noticed something strange. There was an indescribable mixed atmosphere just five feet away to the right of the barracks and under the wooden fence. It was very vague and slightly... If you don’t pay attention, you will ignore the past.
Chang Siguo was suddenly alert. He slowly walked around to the right, his celestial vision quietly released, covering the snowfield where he sensed something was wrong.
The "sight" easily penetrated the fluffy and thick snow and found a small hollow under the arm-thick wooden fence. The hot air from underneath the mud melted the snow into a hole as big as an ocean bowl, leaving only the upper layer. The thin snow did not collapse.
"Line of sight" followed the hole in the wooden fence and carefully went down, about six feet deep. Below was a newly dug tunnel.
In the brown cave, there were many soldiers wearing thick gray coats lying down. They were motionless and made no sound, as if they were asleep. Mixed smells came from the cave.
Chang Siguo quietly averted his eyes, turned and walked towards the barracks, his face expressionless, but in fact he broke into a cold sweat from fear.
All the strange things during the day and night found their answers at this moment.
The Beirong people unexpectedly dug a tunnel from an unknown distance outside the city without knowing it. They went underground and made full preparations. They only waited for the dead of night to launch a sudden attack from inside the city and captured the four deserted cities in one fell swoop.
The Beicheng barracks were just above the tunnel, and the Beirong soldiers broke out of the ground. All the people living in the barracks, whether they were body refiners or generals, were the first to suffer bad luck. In a hurry, even escaping became a luxury.
Chang Siguo walked around more than ten feet and walked out of the barracks. He did not go back to his room. Under the slightly strange and surprised gazes of the passing soldiers, he jumped towards the top of the city. The others said softly that for such a big matter, Shan Liwen had to be asked to come forward. , and it can't alert the Beirong people who know how to dig into the city.
If it were so easy to dig a tunnel into the city from outside the city, Beirong would not have lost so many young men.
It’s terrifying to think about it.
Running to the top of the city, Chang Siguo first found Yi Shangyan who was patrolling with his hands behind his back.
Without a "patrol" token, he had no authority to go to Xichengtou in the middle of the night.
When Yi Shangyan saw Hei Wa who had left and returned, he joked: "Young people are very angry. They stayed in the cold wind for half a night and are not tired yet. Hei Wa, do you want to stay with your brother all night? That's a good relationship. , the two of us talked and bragged, and the night was quickly passed."
Chang Siguo smiled, said nothing, stepped forward, pulled Yi Shangyan's sleeve and walked to a secluded place.
"What? Is something wrong?"
Yi Shangyan noticed something was wrong and asked in a low voice, suppressing the laughter on his face.
Chang Siguo nodded and briefly talked about his discovery in a low voice. He would not directly say that he could "see" the tunnel. He only said that he noticed someone underground, which almost made Yi Shangyan jump three feet high. .
"Calm down, Brother Yi, don't make any noise."
Holding Yi Shangyan down, Chang Siguo asked in a low voice: "Brother Yi, what should we do now? Go tell Brother Shan?"
In doing so, he was tantamount to pushing away a wonderful achievement. Of course, he didn't care at all. He shot the first bird and ruined the Beirong people's good deeds one after another. It would be difficult for his small shoulders to bear the deep-rooted hatred of the Beirong people. .
It’s better to let the taller person get the lion’s share of the credit and bear the risks as well.
Afterwards, he was given a few mouthfuls of broth to drink, and he was satisfied.
