The sky sends murderous intentions, stars change places, the earth sends murderous intentions, dragons and snakes rise from the ground, humans send murderous intentions, and the heaven and earth turn upside down.
Guo Chuanlin woke up from his nightmare and sat up suddenly. His heart was pounding, he was sweating profusely, and his heart was still frightened. The snoring sounds came one after another, like thunder, like slaughtering pigs, and the camp was crowded with companions. The smell of wine, sweat, bad breath, and smelly feet was suffocating. He leaned over and opened a corner of the tent, and took a few deep breaths against the ground. The cold air was crisp, and the smell of grass and earth hit his nostrils. He felt refreshed, as if he had died and come back to life.
The pain in my temples was unbearable, and from time to time there was a stabbing pain. My thoughts were up and down, and it seemed like there was something strange, like a bone lodged in my throat. who I am? Where do I come from? Where to go? Guo Chuanlin was distraught, so he lifted up the tent with force, bent down and got out. The sky was bright and the fog was filled. Guliang City was like a dark beast, gathering its claws and keeping silent. He stretched his body and moved his hands and feet. The tingling pain in his brain gradually subsided, and his chaotic mood calmed down. There was a strong hunger in his belly.
who I am? Where do I come from? Where to go?
It was still early to attack the city, and it was estimated that the commander would order all the troops at three o'clock in the morning. Guo Chuanlin rubbed his face, stretched out his long legs, strode to the Jian River, and washed his face in the cold river water. All sleepiness is gone. My name is Guo Chuanlin. I came from Hetao and followed the commander to thresh Liangcheng. The commander promised to plunder the city for three days after it was broken.
Hunger is boiling, and the stomach is like a crumpled paper. Why are you so hungry so early in the morning? Guo Chuanlin, who was familiar with the situation, went to the cook's camp, woke up Zhang Lili, and asked him to get some wine and meat to satisfy his hunger. Zhang Biliang rubbed the shit in his eyes, muttered a few words, got up unsteadily, moved his waist and fat buttocks, and ducked into the kitchen. In no time, he found a piece of horse meat, pulled half of it and gave it to Guo Chuan Lin, lowered his voice and said: "Wake up so early? We have to attack the city today..."
"I had a nightmare and couldn't sleep." Guo Chuanlin pulled out a knife from his waist, cut off a piece of horse meat and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it hard. It was light, woody, thick, and half-cooked. He didn't care about the taste. Swallow it with your neck straight.
Zhang Lili said without saying a word: "There is only horse meat left. The generals are killing horses to supply food. If we can't conquer Guliang City, the camp will be without pay. If we don't have enough food, people will be scattered. People will be scattered." , it will be difficult to lead the team..."
Guo Chuanlin chewed heavily and swallowed several pieces of horse meat one after another. He suppressed his hunger a little and snatched the remaining horse meat from Zhang Leli's hand. He rolled his eyes and said, "You are a cook who makes a fire and cooks. You took a few taels." How much money, cents, cents, how much salary do you have to worry about for the commander-in-chief? How much money do you have to pay to support yourself?"
Zhang Lili laughed a few times and said: "I'm really full after eating. No one can starve me when I'm hungry - if the sky falls and I'm a quilt, only what I eat is my own!"
Guo Chuanlin devoured the horse meat, licked his fingers, and said thoughtfully: "I estimate that in just a few days, Guliang City will not be able to hold on any longer."
Zhang Lili perked up, patted his thigh and said, "What should I say?"
Guo Chuanlin said: "There are no arrows in the city, and the wood and stone are almost used up. The commander is really angry, just wait to massacre the city!"
Zhang Leli rubbed his hands together and said: "Massacre the city, massacre the city, grab money and women, you have to be quick and slow. I said Chuan Lin, you have to take care of me."
Guo Chuanlin glanced at him and said: "It's not like you don't understand the rules of the commander-in-chief. If you want to massacre the city, you take a knife and go into battle to kill, break the city and plunder. When has it been the turn of the cook?"
Zhang Lili said with a smile: "Why don't you understand? I entrusted this to you. Just take my share and divide it into 50 or 60!"
Guo Chuanlin looked at him for a long time and wondered: "It's just money, how can a woman share her wealth? Could she hide it under her arm and steal it for you?"
Zhang Leili said: "If you can't bring it out, I can give you a discount. I can give you a discount. I'll go to the Goldsmith's Nest and work a few more times someday. I have a good job and a lot of work. I'm a good wife who wants to live and die. It's boring!"
Guo Chuanlin said: "Sure, for the sake of this piece of horse meat, I will bring you a portion."
The two chatted for a while. The sun got higher and the fog dispersed. Guliang City was in front of them, like a hard walnut. Every section of the city wall was soaked with blood and was riddled with holes, but it remained unyielding. However, the city must be defended by people. With bare hands, how can we stop the powerful soldiers under the commander's command? Guo Chuanlin sighed, if he had known this would happen, why would he have opened the city to accept the surrender early to avoid the loss of life? What was the name of the county magistrate who guarded the city? Zhai Yun and Zhai Zipeng, a scholar, were so tough-minded and cruel, and for the sake of their own fame, they ended up hurting the people.
After a while, there was a rapid drum beat from the Chinese army, as if being whipped hard, and the cook camp was awakened from their sleep. Zhang Leli's soldiers rushed out of the camp, chopping wood to make fires, and burying pots to cook. They were very busy After all, no one dares to miss the commander's military orders, otherwise they will lose their heads. Zhang Bili waved his hand and twisted his buttocks to greet himself. Guo Chuanlin shook his head and returned to the warrior camp alone. He found a clean river bank and lay down on his back with a grass stem in his mouth and his eyes half-open and half-closed. , waiting for the commander to raise his troops.
A gentle and calm voice sounded in my ears, "Chuan Lin, why are you feeling uneasy?"
Guo Chuanlin stood up in a hurry, spat out the grass stems between his teeth in a hurry, and saluted respectfully: "Mr. Han, I didn't know Mr. Han was coming, and I lost my temper for a moment. Please forgive me."
The Mr. Han he refers to is the commander-in-chief's think tank. He is a famous soldier with a rough nickname. He is also from Hetao. He has a hometown friendship with Guo Chuanlin. They had never met him before and they only met in the commander-in-chief's army. The warrior battalion rushed into the formation to attack the enemy. After a battle, he narrowly escaped death. Thanks to Han Dasu's care, Guo Chuanlin was lucky enough to survive to this day.
Han Dali looked at him deeply and said "Huh". He felt that his expression was slightly different. There was a faint vitality between his eyebrows. He seemed to be attracted by luck and had a bright future. He couldn't help but love his talents, and after careful consideration, he said: "Chuan Lin, the commander has made up his mind to defeat the city in one fell swoop. If we go into battle today... you must be careful."
Guo Chuanlin's heart trembled, he nodded and said "yes", hesitated for a moment, and said tentatively: "Mr. Han, the arrows, wood and stones in Guliang City are almost exhausted. I wonder what other methods the other side has?"
Han Daliu said: "Zhai Zipeng is also a man who knows soldiers. He has never used gold juice to defend the city so far. He probably won't hide it anymore today."
"Gold juice?" Guo Chuanlin scratched his head, golden juice, this... this is too luxurious!
Han Dali knew that he would be wrong, so he shook his head and said: "The poisonous fire is arsenic, the sand is the king, and the gold juice, silver rust, and human excrement are the mixture." After a pause, he said in another way, "Boiling excrement and urine is the king." 'Golden Juice', the sores of those who suffer from it are festering and it is extremely difficult to survive."
Guo Chuanlin shuddered, his scalp was numb. The commander-in-chief lacked armor, and only his personal guards could wear armor. The warrior camp rushed forward, mostly using cowhide to protect the vital parts of the chest and abdomen, and the face and limbs were exposed. Once Being poured with "golden juice" will make you lose your life. He swallowed and asked, "Mr. Han, is there any way to protect yourself?"
Han Dali said: "It is not easy to make 'golden juice'. Be smart and don't get wet."
Guo Chuanlin thought about it for a long time with a sad face, and seemed to have some realization in his heart.
