In fact, this time He Simu wronged Duan Xu, he really thought he would have trouble falling asleep, but this time he slept very well, so well that even he was surprised.
When Duan Xu opened his eyes and was stung by the bright morning sunlight, he was stunned for a moment and began to think seriously about how he fell asleep.
After thinking about it, maybe it's because to him, the dead are much more familiar and reassuring than the living.
When he woke up in the morning, the pale and charming Ghost King was no longer beside him. Duan Xu stretched out his arm and pressed it on the place where she had been lying. That place had become somewhat warm due to his body temperature. Later, her body was not as cold as it was at the beginning. It seemed that even a dead body could be warmed up.
Duan Xu recalled the first time he saw her. It was in the city of Liangzhou. The morning sun broke through the clouds and rose from the pavilions behind her.
She stood in the middle of a long street, with corpses lying all over the place. Her body and face were all bloody and red. In her hands she was clutching a dead man's head.
Crows, black crows, were cawing all over the sky.
They surrounded her, densely falling on Ying Xiang's body and on her shoulders, and her expression was indifferent.
This was the first time he saw death so concretely from a living person. So much so that every time he saw a flock of crows, he would think of this girl.
The light came from behind her, and when the sunlight clearly illuminated her face, the girl smiled.
She smiled, a bright and charming smile, threw away the head in her hand, ran to him and said, "General, the Huchies massacred the city before retreating, and I was terribly scared. Are you here to save us?"
He knew then that this girl was not ordinary and her acting skills were not superb. However, he did not expect that she would be a figure like the Ghost King.
Duan Xu smiled slightly, turned over and sat up from the bed.
Recently, Chen Ying has been very worried about his little sister, because the little sister seems to love sleeping too much. On the day after Laba Festival, she even slept from noon to the early morning of the next day. Any normal person would not sleep for so long!
He Simu returned to the borrowed body and as soon as she opened her eyes she saw Chen Ying lying in front of her bed, like a frost-bitten eggplant, with his head drooping.
He Simu thought that he had eaten a lot of delicious food in the past two days, so why was he still unhappy
"Little sister, you have to tell me the truth." Seeing her wake up, Chen Ying said seriously with a round face, "Are you sick?"
After a pause, Shen Ying added: "It's a serious illness, the kind that can't be cured."
"… "
He Simu rubbed his forehead and stood up, following his words: "Yes, that's right."
Chen Ying was stunned for a moment, and was about to burst into tears with red eyes, but was stopped by He Simu. She stretched out her hand and grabbed Chen Ying's nose, saying: "I am suffering from lovesickness. There is no medicine to cure the pain of lovesickness. It's really depressing."
Chen Ying's round eyes turned straight, and with his nose pinched, he asked excitedly in a muffled voice: "Is it Brother Duan Xu?"
Look, as expected, he got excited immediately. This kid really has an unusual love for gossip.
"What do you guess?" He Simu smiled brightly.
She met Duan Xu during her day off, and her day off turned into the Lantern Festival - guessing riddles all day long. This guy was still stubborn and refused to trade with her, and he was good at Tai Chi. She didn't believe he could defend this city smoothly.
When she got up and washed up, Chen Ying ran out in a flash. After a long while, he came back, sweating profusely, his eyes shining: "Little sister, I heard from them that the general brother is going to hold a martial arts competition!"
He Simu raised his eyebrows while wiping his hands and said, "Hmm?"
The situation is critical now, with internal and external troubles ahead, how could Duan Xu still have the leisure to organize a martial arts competition
Chen Ying went to inquire about the news of his lover for his sister who was suffering from lovesickness. He ran around the streets and alleys and collected information that the Spring Festival would be coming soon. Duan Xu said that it was particularly difficult for the soldiers to defend the city of Shuozhou, so he specially held a simple military competition to celebrate.
While He Simu was listening to Shen Ying's excited report, he was thinking that Duan Xiaohu's competition was definitely not just a competition.
What bad idea is he up to now? I'm afraid he is planning the good show he mentioned.
He Simu straightened his clothes, smiled, took Chen Ying's hand and walked out: "Let's go have breakfast."
She would wait and see what Duan Xu could accomplish and whether he would really ask her for help.
Duan Xu, who had escaped from the grain robbery and siege, soon began to fight the Danzhi army outside the city. Kerosene, boiling water, and rolling stones were thrown at the attacking army. The leather curtains hung outside the battlements for defense received many enemy arrows every day, which were then turned into weapons reserves for the Daliang army. He also specially arranged people to listen to the movement at the well mouth to prevent the Danzhi army from digging tunnels.
Although there is a spy in the army and it has not been found out who it is, Duan Xu's plan is hindered, but fortunately he is a general who specializes in troops. It has become his habit to do things first and explain later. Even his subordinates are often confused by his plans. As for this "eavesdropper", they also burned to death the enemy who wanted to dig a tunnel before, and they knew that their general arranged this person.
I'm afraid the spy couldn't guess what Duan Xu was going to do.
Danzhi originally thought that with such a small town and such a small force, it should be easy to defeat the Tabai Army. However, now that he has run into obstacles everywhere and has been frustrated, he changed his attitude and came to persuade them to surrender.
Duan Xu courteously entertained the envoy who came to persuade him to surrender. The envoy was a Han Chinese, and it was obvious that he was very happy working in Danzhi. He persuaded him with emotion and reason, first praising Duan Xu for his young talent, then carefully analyzing the difference in strength between the enemy and us, and explaining the various benefits of surrender.
Finally, the Danzhi envoy said, "General Duan, Shuozhou City has held out for more than a month under the Danzhi offensive, and you have already explained to Daliang. If it continues like this, the arrows and ammunition will run out in a few days, and the food and grass will not last more than another month. This city will be broken sooner or later. Do you know that when the Danzhi destroyed the Dasheng Dynasty, General Wu Nan struggled to resist in Yunzhou for three months. After the food and grass were cut off, he boiled leather armor and ate it, and even ate the people in the city, from the elderly, children, women to everyone. When the city was broken, there were only a few hundred people left. General Wu Nan committed suicide. Even with such a sacrifice, wouldn't the Dasheng Dynasty also be destroyed? It is said that the rise and fall are all determined by fate. General, you should not do such a stupid thing."
Duan Xu looked at the envoy with a smile on his face for a while, until he was frightened by his look, and then he said, "I am very curious. You said that people in the city are eating each other, so why don't the people flee but wait to be eaten? Can you explain this to me, envoy?"
The messenger looked unhappy, so Duan Xu went on to say, "Because the Huqi people would massacre the city whenever they encountered resistance, the people knew that they would surely die if the city was captured, so they simply used their lives as a city to keep the enemy out. You said that what General Wu Nan did was stupid, but it was precisely because of the resistance in Yunzhou that the Huqi people stopped their bad habit of massacring the city, and tens of millions of Han people were able to survive."
"How long have you served Danzhi? Do you really understand the Huqi people? Lord Envoy, the Huqi people will never look down on those who kneel in front of them. You will make them sweat and bleed, you will bite off their flesh and blood, and make them suffer so much that they want to die. You can only survive by standing. Do you believe that if I cut off your head right now and throw it into the Danzhi camp outside the city, they will only feel humiliated and angry, and no one will regret your death. Because you are just a dog. And they will never let me go, because I blasphemed their Cang God when I used a trick to break through the Shuozhou Prefecture City, and they definitely want to cut me into pieces."
He stood up, resting his uninjured right hand on the table, and approached the pale-faced envoy, smiling sincerely.
"Mr. Envoy, I know the Huchi people much better than you do. But you and Avolzi don't know me. As long as I am still alive in this city, the people here will never eat each other to death, and you will never be able to pass through here to Daliang."
Seeing that the negotiations had broken down, the envoy began to worry about his own safety. He forced himself to remain calm and said, "In that case, I will take my leave now."
As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by Meng Wan, who looked at Duan Xu with a questioning look. The envoy shouted, "Two countries at war cannot kill the envoy! You... you can't..."
"I had this plan before you mentioned General Wu Nan, but now I don't think so. Killing the envoy is the custom of the Han people. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. I should follow the rules of the Huqi people." Duan Xu nodded to Meng Wan casually and said, "Kill him and throw him off the city wall."
Meng Wan held the sword and said, "Yes."
Four or five soldiers came up, and Meng Wan led them to take the still howling messenger away. Duan Xu shook his head and asked with a smile, "He won't become a demon, will he?"
A pale girl in red slowly appeared beside him. The girl said lazily, "You are so timid. You must have been reincarnated immediately. You are not an evil ghost."
After a pause, He Simu looked at Duan Xu who was wearing silver armor next to him and asked curiously: "How did you know I was here?"
"I don't know. I just asked casually. I didn't expect you to be here."
He Simu narrowed her eyes slightly, and before she could speak, Duan Xu immediately smiled and bowed, "Your Highness the Ghost King, please spare my life, spare my life."
His pair of round, bright eyes were smiling, without any trace of the fierceness he had just shown when he threatened the messenger.
Everything changes rapidly, Duan Shunxi.
The day after the body of the messenger was thrown into the Danzhi camp outside the city, He Simu was leisurely enjoying her tasteless breakfast when she saw Boss Lin Junlin hurriedly coming out of the lobby, riding out without even fixing his hair. She looked at his receding back and asked the housekeeper, "What happened to Boss Lin?"
She had been staying at the Lin family for so many days, but this was the first time she cared about Lin Jun's affairs.
The housekeeper looked worried and replied, "I heard that... the Huqi people arrested Mr. Lin from the first house and brought him to the city."
The Lin family is a large family in Shuozhou. Lin Jun is the only son of the second branch of the family. After the second master of the Lin family died, he inherited the family business and lived in the capital. The Lin family members of the first branch of the Lin family all lived in several cities in the north of Shuozhou.
That is, they lived in areas ruled by the Huche people.
Chen Ying pulled He Simu's dress and asked worriedly, "What should I do? Will Brother Lin Jun be in trouble?"
He really likes to find brothers everywhere lately.
He Simu looked down at Chen Ying, pulled him to a secluded corner, and asked, "Do you want to go and take a look?"
Shen Ying nodded.
So not long after, He Simu and Xue Chenying, who was wearing a veiled hat, stood on the top of the city wall of Shuozhou Prefecture. They walked to the battlement among the soldiers and looked out.
Others on the wall could not see He Simu and Xue Chenying, but they saw Lin Jun with red eyes. He wanted to go to the battlement but was stopped by Han Lingqiu. Han Lingqiu kept persuading him, "Boss Lin, it's dangerous! Don't go forward!"
I saw a row of people standing in front of the Danzhi camp outside the city. Judging from their clothes, they were from a wealthy family. Standing in the front was an old man with white hair and beard, but he was energetic. He was wearing a black fox fur coat, his hands were tied behind his back, and he looked up calmly at the generals and soldiers standing on the city wall, as well as his nephew.
There were people standing behind him, young and old, men and women, and some were crying, but he seemed not to hear. The Huqi soldier kicked him in the back and said, "Master Lin, please tell the people on the wall, are your wife and children still behind you?"
The old man staggered after being kicked, but did not kneel down.
He was silent for a moment, then called out loudly, "Jun'er."
Lin Jun's eyes were red, and he said in a trembling voice, "Uncle."