I want to do something big [fast travel]

"Ice! It turned out to be ice!"

Geser Shanyu was furious!

"My barbarian warrior lost tens of thousands of lives on this ice!"

"What are you all doing!"

"Mo Zhigen!"

Prince Mo Zhigen came out with his head drooping.

"How did you promise me! Cut off Mu Jing's head and give it to me! Head!"

Prince Mo Zhigen knelt down pale.

"Father, calm down!"

"How can I calm down! It's been four days! We have killed more than 1000 cavalrymen! Tens of thousands of warriors! We haven't even touched the city wall! How do you make the grassland tribes think of me!" Geser Shanyu kicked his son fiercely , kicked Mo Zhigen on the ground a few times.

The people in the handsome tent didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Gesser Shanyu sat down: "One of you counts as one, and tell me what to do now!"

Everyone was silent, bowed their heads and dared not speak.

Geser Shanyu pointed to Prince Mozhigen who had just got up: "You! Tell me what to do!"

Prince Morigen Nuonuo dared not speak, and suddenly a barbarian broke in from outside the account: "Khan! We saw the troops of General Bateer, General Muren, and General Nari Song eight kilometers away!"

Geser stood up suddenly: "How many people did they bring!"

"At least 5 people!" The barbarian shouted excitedly, "Khan! They even brought slaves! Lots and lots of slaves!"

"Slave!?" Prince Mozhigen said happily, "Father Khan! I have a solution!"

Before the expedition, Zhong Wenzhuo specially came to find Gu Yanqi. He watched Gu Yanqi drink the soup with a hesitant look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Gu Yanqi asked him.

"I always feel uneasy in my heart." Zhong Wenzhuo looked majestic in his battle armor, but there was a little uneasiness on his usual airy face, "It should be an illusion, after all, the barbarians are also taking ice from the fence now Method."

Gu Yanqi said, "Last night, there were too many people on the barbarian side?"

Zhong Wenzhuo's face was blank: "I don't seem to have heard of any barbarian generals who came last night."

"There have been reinforcements for three consecutive nights, but there was no last night. There must be fraud."

"The barbarians really have reinforcements coming."

Gu Yanqi adjusted his position, his emaciated body was sunk in the warm quilt, even his usually pale face was a little more bloody.

"And there are definitely not a few people who come."

"Do you know how many people came?" Zhong Wenzhuo was already convinced by Gu Yanqi, so he immediately asked.

"Numbers are not the key." Gu Yanxi shook his head, "How many barbarians come, as long as the third line of defense cannot be broken, it will not bring about a qualitative change in the battle situation. I am afraid that the reason why they hide their troops is to hide other things, and if such things are known to us, it will cause big trouble.”

"What would that be?"

"I'm not a god, and there are things I don't know."

Zhong Wenzhuo wanted to ask again, but it was too late, so he had to hurry to the battlefield.

Not long after, the uneasiness in Zhong Wenzhuo's heart was finally confirmed.

In the past, Prince Mo Zhigen, who always took the lead in the past, disappeared.

It's not that Prince Mozhigen has any great effect on the cavalry, but as the only son of the Great Chanyu, Mozhigen has an influence second only to Gesell, and he should not be absent from today's war.

and……

Zhong Wenzhuo stabbed the barbarian who slammed into the fence, and before he had time to wipe off the blood on his face, he turned his head and shouted at Jing Zhongjin: "Something is wrong! Today's soldiers are all wrong!"

These people are not like formal infantry at all, at least the former participated in the first four days of fighting and know how to fight in front of the fence, and these people...

They smelled heavily of alcohol, wore bloated and shabby cotton-padded clothes, and didn't even have a knife in their hands. They would only hit the fence when they came up. They didn't look like soldiers who knew how to fight.

This tactic of exchanging life for results, not to mention whether Gesser only uses it or not, those tribes in the grassland will be the first to disagree!

They are all their own precious labor, how can they be consumed here.

Jing Zhongjin yelled back: "Don't be distracted! The cavalry is coming!"

Zhong Wenzhuo hurriedly turned his head, and Prince Mozhigen, who had just disappeared, was leading thousands of cavalry from the west. The strange thing is, they did not carry ropes with them like they did a few days ago, but instead carried wine jars. thing.

Wine jar! ?

Zhong Wenzhuo immediately thought of Gu Yanqi's words.

What the barbarians want to hide is not the reinforcements, but the wine jar!

They want to burn the fence?

This can't be done at all.

"Back up!!"

The uneasiness in his heart still drove Zhong Wenzhuo to give the order.

"The whole army! Back!!!"

"Throw!!"

At the same time, Prince Mozhigen's roar spread rapidly on the battlefield, and in the blink of an eye countless wine jars were thrown over the fence by the cavalry and smashed to the ground.

The aroma of spirits filled the air.

Zhong Wenzhuo's face was gloomy.

He saw that the cavalry retreated at the touch of a button, they were far away from the fence in the blink of an eye, stopped a hundred steps away, and drew their arrows.

"fire!"

Immediately, pawns rushed from the rear holding torches, and in the blink of an eye, they lit the oilcloth wrapped in arrows!

"Beware of the flame! Put it out!"

The generals of the Qing army immediately issued orders.

Hula! ! ! !

Thousands of flaming stream arrows flew towards the fence, but to everyone's surprise, the target of these arrows was not the spirits behind the fence, but the bloated crowd in front of the fence, wearing thick cotton coats. Pawns!

The fire suddenly rises!

The scarlet flames licked the human body, and the barbarian infantry frantically wanted to escape from the flames, but the people behind them kept rushing towards them. All they could do was to rush towards the fence guarded by the Qing people, breaking down the obstacles that prevented them from escaping. obstacles!

"Help me!!" a barbarian pawn shouted in standard Qing language.

Zhong Wenzhuo was startled, he quickly stopped his movements, and looked at the pawn intently.

This person's face is not as profound as that of a barbarian, but a standard Qing person.

"They are Qing people!!" Zhong Wenzhuo was shocked and roared, "They are Qing people's slaves raised by barbarians as animals!!!"

The grief and indignation in this voice cannot be concealed!

The barbarians love wine. On the northern grasslands in winter, strong wine is the only thing that can warm up the body from the inside out, so they also brought a lot of wine with them on this march.

It is not the first time to burn the fence with wine.

But in the world of ice and snow, there is no flammable material at all, and even if a flame ignites, it will be extinguished quickly.

But it's different now.

Those Qingren slaves wearing cotton coats soaked in alcohol are the best and biggest fuel for combustion.

The flames ruthlessly licked the bodies of Qingren's slaves, whether they were dead or alive.

The death cry resounded through the sky.

The nearby Qing army seemed to be shocked, and all the movements of their hands slowed down.

"Are you crazy! You can't save them!" Jing Zhongjin stepped forward and grabbed Zhong Wenzhuo's collar, "Now they are enemies! All you have to do is kill them!"

The Qing slave who was burning with flames stretched his arms through the gap in the fence, his fingers grasped the air in vain, and finally fell powerlessly to the ground.

Hula! ! ! !

In vain, the frozen ground burst into a blue-white flame.

The flame spread in the blink of an eye, and soon spread across the area, igniting all the slaves crowded in front of the fence, and even burning the Qing army who had no time to retreat.

"The wine is set on fire! Don't stand still!" Jing Zhongjin slapped Zhong Wenzhuo hard, "We can't hold this place anymore! Get ready to cover!!"

Gu Yanqi saw the flames.

The red light seemed to come from hell, stretching from west to east, surrounding Yuecheng.

He sighed: "Sure enough, I can't keep it."

but……

The barbarians could never climb the walls.

Mu Jing's face was gloomy with anger.

"These are the people of Daqing!" He said ruthlessly, "Gessel! It's hard to solve the hatred of Qing people if you don't kill you!"

"Your Highness, Zhong Wenzhuo has also withdrawn."

"Close the city gate." Mu Jing's face was already frosted, "This king wants to personally supervise the battle on the city wall!"

"Yes!"

On the fifth day of the siege, Geser Shanyu finally reached the wall of Yuecheng!

Although Prince Morigen's poisonous plan destroyed Yuecheng's third line of defense, it also caused heavy losses to both sides.

Today, he must end this battle that has dragged on for too long!

Gesser Shanyu thought angrily.

As the sound of war drums changed, one hundred thousand barbarian troops rushed towards Yuecheng, and the siege equipment that had been put on hold for four days finally came into play!

Mu Jing cut off the ropes hooking the city wall with a long sword. His movements were very fast, even faster than He Zhengqi, and his orders were as fast and decisive as his movements, leading the Qing army to resist the barbarian attack. attack.

"Fire arrows!"

"Pour water!"

"I want to cut off Mu Jing's head!" Prince Mozhigen rushed to the city wall, but was shocked to find that there was not a single barbarian soldier on the city wall after the siege for half an hour.

"what happened!"

He watched helplessly as the siege ladder hit the city wall, but the next moment the ladder slipped down.

"Ice! It's still ice! These damned Qing people! They made ice on the city wall!!"

"Keep pouring water!"

Mu Jing's order quickly spread throughout the city wall.

Buckets of ice water poured down from the city wall and poured on the barbarian soldiers who were climbing the ladders, and the cold wind blew it, making them even more chilly.

The barbarian soldier screamed and fell down, bumping into the soldiers behind him, they rolled down together, and fell to the ground, turning into a pool of flesh and blood.

Mu Jing pulled out the long sword from the barbarian and looked at the sky.

A great battle was fought from morning to evening, and it was the most dangerous at noon, because the sun was so fierce that the ice on the city wall melted a little, and the barbarians were able to attack, but now it was getting late and the temperature was even colder, and the barbarians who could climb onto the wall There are not many left.

He predicted that Gessel would withdraw his troops before the sun set, because the night was too cold, and the water would freeze quickly when splashed down, and they were not in a position to fight at night.

Yuecheng lasted another day.

The defense was defended, and the casualties were indeed heavy.

Out of 6000 soldiers, there are more than [-] left.

This is already a good result. After all, they have been fighting for five consecutive days, and 600 of them are still Yuecheng Guards who have not been trained.

But the Qingren slave who was set on fire...

Mu Jing tightly closed her eyes.

I only hate having no soldiers in my hands!

On the fifth day, after the barbarians retreated, Mu Jing sent people to the small courtyard where He Zhengqi was resting. That night, Gu Yanqi entered the meeting hall again.

This time, He Zhengqi had nothing to say.

Gu Yanqi was dressed in white, he quickly walked past the generals without looking at He Zhengqi, and knelt down in front of Mu Jing.

"Tomorrow Shenluguan reinforcements will arrive! Yan Qi congratulates His Highness for defending Yuecheng!"

Mu Jing hurried down, held his arm to help him up, and saw that pale cheek at a glance.

"If it weren't for Mr. Gu's ingenious calculation, we would have been dead bones in the mountains." He didn't want to call the other party's wife, so he only called you son. "Your face is so bad, why don't you take a good rest these days?"

Gu Yanqi said: "The state affairs are difficult, the general and His Royal Highness are fighting bloody battles, Yan Qi is terrified, how dare he rest."

He looked down, watching Mu Jing holding his arm.

Can this Prince Gong let go?

Mu Jing didn't think so.

He grabbed the other person's slender arm, half-supported and half-dragged the person to sit beside him, and held his hand.

"I heard that Young Master Gu is here to tell you something important, so you might as well sit down and talk about it in detail."

Gu Yanqi looked away from the hands they held, and decided to put this trivial matter behind her.

He's not a woman, so what's wrong with Lala Shou.

Business matters.