At Mao hour, the wind and snow had stopped.
The soldiers came out of the tent in twos and threes, moved their muscles around a little, and talked in low voices.
According to military orders, in the military camp, you are not allowed to walk around at will, let alone make noise.
At this time, Lu Li, who had slept for only an hour and a half, also opened his eyes. He briefly cleaned his teeth with charcoal and cold water, and then walked out of the tent.
Since it is winter and the weather is bad, the surroundings are still dark.
However, there are fire pots every three to five feet, and a faint aroma can be faintly smelled.
Lu Li glanced at it as he passed by. A clay cauldron was placed on a brazier. It was bubbling. The soldiers used the leftover pork from last night to make a pot of thick porridge.
It can be seen that they are very satisfied with this. After all, the harvest has been poor in the past few years, and meat porridge can only be eaten in dreams. But now, you can see meat and fish in every meal, and it is still three meals a day.
Except for the generals and a few night watch patrols, no one knew that a big event happened last night——
The identity of the deceased has been confirmed. He was a Yunzhong County guard who risked his life to break through and deliver a message to the outside world.
The morale in the city was low. The Huns often launched attacks in the middle of the night and used flying arrows to send messages. They used heavy money and official positions to persuade the people and soldiers to open the city gates. The situation was not optimistic and reinforcements were urgently needed.
Therefore, Lord Ding Yuan ordered that he start a rapid march at dawn and must reach Yunzhong City within twelve hours.
Considering that the overall quality of the county soldiers is not as good as the wolf cavalry, and they are mainly infantry, this speed is indeed not too slow. You must know that Ding Yuan's order was to rush to the border within three days, and now it has only been one day.
For a moment, Lu Li couldn't figure out what kind of attitude this hero had towards the governor Zhang Yi.
The curtain is opened.
The elder brother Zhang Liao was sitting on his knees by the table. He was fully dressed in armor and was eating the morning meal. There were still some soup stains on the corners of his mouth, obviously he was eating in a hurry.
"Meng Ming, sit down and eat together."
Hearing this, Lu Li was not polite. He took out a pottery bowl from the food box and filled a bowl of meat porridge.
It is salty and garnished with tender green cabbage.
Lu Li felt very satisfied to have a mouthful of hot porridge during the march.
At this time, Zhang Liao put down his bowl and chopsticks, wiped the soup stains from the corners of his mouth, and said in a deep voice:
"Meng Ming, every time there is a battle, my lord must charge forward to boost morale. His safety will be left to you."
Seeing this, Lu Li stopped and nodded solemnly: "No."
Because he ate so hastily, there were some soup stains on his short beard.
Seeing this, Zhang Liao shook his head, stopped interrupting, silently picked up the bowl, and added another bowl of porridge for himself.
Rest, confirm the marching route, fill in traces, and assemble the entire team.
In this way, when it was about midnight, the sky was dark, and the troops rushing north to support set off again.
The five village elders who came to comfort the army at night stood at the top of the city and watched them go away, leaning on crutches with dove heads.
I saw chariots and riders with banners in the wilderness, and forests of spears and halberds. After the march was opened, it was more than ten miles long, with knights in front and infantry behind.
Song Xian, who served as the Marquis of Zuo Yu, led six to seven hundred knights on horseback to show off their power and walked at the front to clear the way. Behind him, nearly a thousand infantrymen advanced with spears.
Looking from afar, smoke and dust filled the air, and the military appearance was very grand.
…
The Yunzhong County Government Office is becoming brighter than ever before.
Countless fire snakes jumped out from between the cracks in the tiles, devouring everything crazily, making a snapping sound, and the houses collapsed one after another.
Immediately afterwards, the fire broke out and black smoke billowed into the sky.
This city that had stood on the border for hundreds of years was shrouded in fire, with large cracks in the ground and walls melting under the licks of flames.
At this moment, Jin was wearing the Jinxian crown that only governors could wear, and a bronze official seal hanging around his waist. He looked at the county and city in front of him that was about to be turned into a sea of fire, and let out a proud laugh.
at the same time.
Many county residents who had been hiding in secret rooms and between walls came out, and they were all in a miserable state.
Among them were men and women, old and young, and most of them had fire burning on their clothes. They were running away, screaming in agony.
Unable to withstand the choking smoke, many children lost strength and tripped to the ground. They could only call for their grandma and grandma, crying bitterly until they were swallowed up by the fire.
As for those people who were lucky enough to escape, there was a complex and unspeakable emotion in their hearts.
He wished he could kill the Huns in front of him, and at the same time he longed to live.
"All men..."
At this time, Jin thought of the warriors who died during the siege, paused with his raised hand, and changed his words: "Forget it, bring those children who are not as tall as a wheel back to the tribe."
"Kill all the other men."
"Fill the well."
For a moment, there was an urgent sound of horse hooves.
The splattered blood became more and more fishy under the high temperature. The disheveled Huns cavalry grabbed pieces of the body and threw it into the well.
Many Huns soldiers did not know why their leader did this, they were just following orders.
And Jin didn't bother to explain.
This was a method he learned from military books, which could pollute water sources, spread plague, and cause trouble to the Han troops who came to support him.
"I'm a craftsman!"
"Do not kill me!"
There was a cry of entreaty.
Unfortunately, the Huns soldiers could not understand Chinese, so they just thought he was begging for mercy. With a ferocious smile like a prairie wolf on his face, he raised his spear and sent it forward.
clang!
Sparks flew everywhere.
A flying arrow knocked the bronze spear away.
Jin's voice sounded with a strange accent, but it was indeed Chinese: "What do you know, forging weapons or smelting iron?"
"The villain is a stonemason."
"What can you do?"
"Building the city, repairing the city wall in the past few years..."
There were screams of agony, and an iron arrow penetrated the stonemason's chest.
Jin put away the machine crossbow and "drag it to fill the well."
The Hun soldier holding a bronze spear was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, quickly picked up the mason's body and threw it into the well with a plop.
"what's on your mind?"
Jin turned around and looked at the young man in black kneeling beside him.
Hearing this, Du Quan raised his head, revealing a face covered in blood: "I heard that Shanyu treats talented Han people with courtesy."
In fact, since the founding of the Western Han Dynasty, there have been records of Han people fleeing from the fortress to the Xiongnu. These people are called "exiles from the fortress".
A considerable number of them were highly valued by the Chanyu and even became members of the Xiongnu ruling class. For example, Yanmen Weishi, who was captured during the Mayi Conspiracy, was named the King of Heaven. After Li Ling surrendered, he was named the Right School King. .
"That's right, but we don't need masons who can only repair city walls." Jin fiddled with the mechanical crossbow in his hand, "Besides, what is the Chanyu? He is a toothless wolf, no, a dog."
There was a seriousness in his tone.
Hearing this, Du Quan knelt on the ground humbly.
[Three Kingdoms Chronicles: In March of the fifth year of Emperor Zhongping of the Han Dynasty, Xiutu attacked and killed Zhang Yi, joined forces with the Hu from the left of the Southern Xiongnu, and killed the Shanyu of the Southern Xiongnu in Qiangqu]
