"Move quickly, move quickly, otherwise there will be a second wave of attacks by the barbarians!"
There was a sound of urging from above. Liang Jun really went out of the city to clean up the corpses. Song Che clearly felt that the weight on his body was constantly decreasing.
Soon, a dazzling ray of light hit him. Two Liang soldiers wearing armor tied his neck and feet with ropes, and motioned to the responding Liang soldiers to drag him up.
Don't you want to strangle yourself to death?
"I...I'm still alive! I'm not dead!" Song Che shouted hoarsely.
"Huh? He's not dead again!"
"Don't delay, send him on his way!"
Liang Bing took action to make up for it.
"I am Liang Ren...I am a prisoner! Prisoner!" Song Che grabbed the rope around his neck with both hands and squeezed for a long time. His hands and feet were already numb and he could not exert any strength at all.
Liang Bing's sword hesitated, he raised his head and asked: "Captain, he said he was a prisoner from Liang..."
"It doesn't matter if he's a Liang or a prisoner, he's an enemy if he's wearing barbarian armor. Hurry up!"
This soldier commander is really unreasonable.
"No, no, no, no, I'm really a prisoner. I have information about the Hu army camp! You are forced to serve as their human shield!" Song Che shouted.
"Wait a minute!" I heard the greeting from the river: "Don't kill him yet, pull him up and see what he can say!"
Although he didn't use the knife to make up for it, the rope around his neck was still untied, so Song Che was dragged out of the moat by strangling his neck.
"Cough, cough..." He covered his neck and coughed violently, choking until his face turned purple and tears flowed freely.
Suddenly, a knife was clamped on his neck, and a Liang soldier wearing black armor stared at him coldly: "If you have any information, please tell me!"
Song Che took a few deep breaths, and then said hoarsely: "I worked as a coolie in the Hu army camp, and I know the key locations such as the fodder yard, horse farm, and camp in their military tent... General, please save my life, it is definitely better than Killing me will help!"
The soldier commander hesitated for a moment, put the knife back, and said, "Tie him up and send him to General Ma's tent!"
Afterwards, Song Che was tied up and dragged into the urn.
There were corpses everywhere outside the city, and the city was in a mess. After the battle, the soldiers rested against the city wall. They all looked exhausted. They ranged from 70-year-olds to teenagers, men, women and children. All the people are soldiers.
Seeing Song Che being brought into the city, they showed naked hatred. Who said Song Che was wearing the armor of the Hu Kingdom?
"Get in!"
The soldiers pushed Song Che into a large tent under the city.
There were three people in the tent, two generals in armor and one in Confucian robes. They were gathered around a table to analyze the map. One of them was Ma Guocheng, the guard who had previously called the formation on the city wall.
"General, we pulled out a Hu soldier who was pretending to be dead from the pile of corpses. He said that he had important information. Commander Zhang asked us to bring him for your interrogation!" The escorting soldier pushed Song Che forward, and then Exited the big account.
"How many times have I told you, I am not a Hu, I am a serious Liang, a Liang who was captured by the Hu and sent to the military camp as a last resort to be their human shield!" Song Che explained loudly, his identity and position were equivalent. important.
Ma Guocheng glanced at Song Che coldly: "Whether you are a Liang or a Hu, you are exactly the kind of person I hate the most. It is shameless to pretend to be dead on the battlefield and live in an ignoble way... Come on, push him out and behead him in public!"
"Hahaha..." Song Che laughed loudly.
"Why are you laughing?" Ma Guocheng glared.
Song Che said: "I'm not laughing, I just think it's a bit sad. You didn't even listen to the information that was delivered to you before you killed it, thus ruining the lives of the entire Wengcheng army and civilians, and exposing a general like you to it." , who doesn’t feel sad?”
"I'm pathetic!?" Ma Guocheng was furious and stepped forward to grab Song Che's collar: "If I hadn't led everyone to resist desperately, the barricade would have been trampled by the Hu cavalry long ago! What qualifications do you have for a deserter on the battlefield who is greedy for life and afraid of death? Come and reprimand me!”
Song Che said coldly: "The reason why I pretended to be dead and escaped back to Wengcheng was to pass on information to you and provide you with a plan to defeat the Hu tribe's encirclement. If the general looks down on me, please kill me quickly!"
He tilted his head and said no more.
"Hmph, you are so honorable, okay, I will satisfy you——"
"General, wait."
The man in Confucian robes stopped him, "This man is well-spoken and will remain calm in battle. We might as well listen to what information he has to offer first, and then we can decide whether to live or die."
It has to be someone who has read the book and is more reasonable.
"What's your name, where are you from, and how were you captured? Let's tell the truth." The secret agent came to ask Song Che.
Song Che said loudly: "My name is Song Che. I am from Suzhou in the south of the Yangtze River. I went to the Western Regions to do business, and then I was captured by the barbarians. After several times, I ended up in the military camp in front of the battle..."
If you tell them too much, they will think it is a fantasy, and on the contrary, they will become more suspicious. Song Che explained his situation carefully.
After listening, the secret agent whispered a few words into the ears of Ma Guocheng and the deputy general. The three of them nodded, probably believing in Song Che's identity.
"So, tell me, what information do you have?" the curtain man asked again.
Song Che said: "I am familiar with the location of the enemy's camp, as well as the forage farm, horse farm, and defense situation."
"What kind of intelligence is this?" Ma Guocheng said: "Even if you can tell the location of the general camp exactly, is it possible that we can still attack it?"
Song Che said confidently: "Yes, the barbarians failed to attack the city today, and their morale and troops must have been depleted. Tonight, if we give him a surprise and a sudden attack, we will definitely be able to pull out this enemy camp!"
"Are you a lunatic?" Ma Guocheng said: "In order to defend this city, I have used all the people. Now we are short of food and clothing. We don't have many decent war horses. We only have two thousand soldiers. How can we go there?" Attack the enemy’s camp of 20,000 people?”
Song Che came to the map, pointed at Lianghe on the map and said: "We don't need too many people to attack the camp. Five hundred elite soldiers went into battle lightly, walked along the icy river, and groped to the side of the enemy camp at night. The enemy camp was very densely packed. The fodder is dry and plentiful, and with just one fire, the enemy camp can be burned to the ground!"
"It's a fantasy!" Ma Guocheng said: "Although the Liang River is frozen, the ice layer is shallow and difficult to walk on. How can we walk on the river?"
"Hey, General Ma, please don't deny it first. His plan of 'borrowing the ice river' seems to me to be a good idea." Mu Ke's eyes flashed and he asked Song Che: "You talk so confidently, is it possible that you have actions?" Is there a way to keep the ice thin without sinking?"
Song Che said confidently: "Of course."
"My words are unfounded. There is a glacier on the north side of Wengcheng. Do you dare to demonstrate it yourself?" the curtainman asked.
Song Che turned around and strode out of the tent: "Then what are you waiting for? Just come with me."
