"General Lin, sir, you said that a man should bleed without crying! I heard that you are a great hero, and great heroes cannot cry!"
Lin Zhenyuan's excited mood gradually calmed down under the persuasion of Xiao Shitou's childish voice.
"General Lin, eat more. Once you are full and healed, you can kill more foreigners."
Lin Zhenyuan nodded gently, and kept picking up steamed potatoes and mutton and stuffing them into his mouth.
The sweetness of the potatoes and the tenderness of the mutton made Lin Zhenyuan temporarily forget the hatred between his country and his family.
After Lin Zhenyuan finished eating the food brought by his sister-in-law Cuilan, he burped with satisfaction.
I have to say that the mutton in Pingliang County is very delicious, and the golden and unnamed grain is also very delicious.
Originally, Lin Zhenyuan wanted to leave some mutton and potatoes for his brothers in the Mighty Guard, but he never thought that he would eat everything without knowing it.
This made Lin Zhenyuan feel a little sorry for the brothers who had been with him through life and death, but what Lin Zhenyuan didn't know was that Zhou Yi also had people prepare the same food for the soldiers who came with Lin Zhenyuan.
"Little Shitou, where are the soldiers who came with me? Can you take me to see them?"
Xiao Shitou nodded and rushed out first.
Lin Zhenyuan relaxed after seeing that his brothers were still sleeping peacefully.
When Lin Zhenyuan came out of the house where his brothers were housed and looked at the city wall from a distance, he found that the city wall was covered with funeral banners.
Judging from the specifications of the Ming Jing on the city wall, it is 90% likely that something happened to Zhou Yi, the top leader in Pingliang County.
In an instant, a series of sad emotions such as shock, sorrow, sadness, etc. all rushed into my heart at the same time.
"Brother Xingjian! Why aren't you here anymore?"
"It's fate, it's all Lin's fault. Lin shouldn't have led the Khitan and Huns coalition forces to Pingliang County! Otherwise, he wouldn't have harmed you."
Just when Lin Zhenyuan was heartbroken that his long-time friend died heroically, an old man picking manure behind him shouted: "Young man, if you have nothing to do, go pick manure with me and the old man. Don't curse our county magistrate here." Sir."
When Lin Zhenyuan heard this, he immediately became energetic. He quickly pulled the dung picker and asked, "Old man, is County Magistrate Zhou really okay? Then why are there so many Ming banners hanging on this city tower?"
As soon as this matter was mentioned, the old man became furious and said: "The damn Hun thieves started sending people to try to trick our county magistrate into surrendering, but who is our county magistrate? How could you agree to their surrender!"
"Those Hun dog thieves saw that our magistrate refused to surrender, so they sent eagle shooters to shoot at our lord."
"Old man, I just woke up from my injury and don't know how the battle is going. May I ask how Master Zhou was injured when he was shot with an arrow?" Lin Zhenyuan asked anxiously.
After dealing with the Huns for so many years, it was impossible for Lin Zhenyuan not to know how powerful the Huns' vulture shooters were.
Several of his friends in the army were killed by the Huns' vulture shooters with one arrow, so Lin Zhenyuan knew very well how dangerous and critical the arrow shot at Zhou Yi was.
The old man carrying dung rolled his eyes at Lin Zhenyuan and said: "It goes without saying that our county magistrate has his own destiny and is not injured at all. Just now, when I was carrying dung up the city wall, I saw the county magistrate patrolling Look at the casualties of the soldiers!"
"The reason our Lord County Magistrate hangs up all these banners is to paralyze the Huns' army outside the city."
After learning the good news, Lin Zhenyuan took the initiative to take the dung bucket carried on the old man's shoulder and helped him carry the dung water to the city wall, regardless of the fact that his upper body was still naked.
Lin Zhenyuan was curious as to what the old man was doing with all this excrement.
Until Lin Zhenyuan climbed up the city wall with two buckets of dung and saw the large pots boiling dung water on the wall, the strong smell made Lin Zhenyuan frown.
"Why did the county magistrate make people cook excrement on the city wall this week? Is it possible that there is no food in the county?"
The old man behind him knocked Lin Zhenyuan on the head angrily, and said with some hatred: "You all know that this is feces, how can you still let people eat it? These things are used to defend the city!"
"After boiling it and pouring it over those Khitan and Hun dogs, it will not only burn them, but also make them stink so bad that they can't find their way around!"
While the old man was talking, several soldiers guarding the city wall were still excitedly urging the old man to come over with manure.
"Come on, come on, this is the last bucket today, we have cleaned out all the cesspools in the city!"
The soldiers who had just urged them couldn't help but feel a little regretful after hearing this. Suddenly one of them suddenly had an idea and said: "Old man Liu, if we don't have human excrement, then we can use cow dung, sheep dung, chicken dung, dog dung and other animal dung." It’s okay! Anyway, we are dealing with these Khitan Huns outside, who cares about their excrement!"
When Old Man Liu heard this, he patted his thigh excitedly. He ran down to the city in three steps and two steps at a time, preparing to let the old people in the city help collect the livestock excrement.
Lin Zhenyuan was a little surprised and asked quickly: "Brothers, is this cooked dung water really that powerful in defending the city?"
A soldier said proudly: "That's natural, and our county magistrate said that this is not just dung water. After being boiled like this, it is called golden soup."
"During the day, I poured this stuff down, and the Khitan dogs and Hun dogs were burned to the point of squealing. After the people nearby smelled the stench, they didn't even think about attacking! "
Breathtaking! It’s really breathtaking!
"Why didn't I think of such a move when I was guarding Pingyang City? Even if Pingyang City was poorly equipped with weapons, if I had used this move, I would have been able to hold on longer and cause more damage to the Xiongnu and Khitan dogs. Kill!" Lin Zhenyuan thought regretfully.
At the same time, in the joint camp of the Khitans and the Huns, the wounded soldiers who were still alive after being scalded by the golden soup exuded a strong stench.
Their own ethnic tribes were unwilling to accept these stinking wounded soldiers.
The once warrior of the tribe is now like a rat crossing the street in the eyes of others.
Such a huge psychological gap makes these people full of hatred towards their fellow tribesmen.
At this time, a tribe leader named Tuo Ba Lie came forward and offered to take over the care of these Khitan people who had been burned by the golden soup.
Khitan King Ashinaba saw that someone would take the initiative to take on this task, and without thinking, he asked Tuobalie to take his people to take care of the wounded at the rear of the army.
When Hanhu saw this, he also imitated Tuobalie and asked for help to take care of the wounded who were burned by the golden soup.
Hanhu's tribe was originally small, and only a few hundred people participated in the battle this time. The Khitan King agreed to his request without thinking carefully.
