There are 5,000 defenders at Waqiaoguan. If they are found to be tricky, the defenders will close the gate and close the gate to beat the dog. Where will he escape!
"This..." Liu Yiming rubbed his hands and bit his lip.
Like a tiger sneezing, Pan Meichen snorted, and almost all the tiles above his head were shaken off.
"Hmph, Lord Liu, you don't want to take this trip for me, do you?"
Liu Yiming smiled: "My lord, I am a southerner. I grew up in a place where it doesn't snow. I am very afraid of the cold. Now that it is snowing heavily, let me do this transaction. I am afraid that I will get sick from the cold. It doesn't matter if I am sick. , delaying the great king's event, that would be bad."
"It's said that you southerners are narrow-minded, sure enough!" Pan Meichen slapped the table, almost breaking Liu Yiming's heart. He stood up resolutely, facing the outside, with awe-inspiring eyes, "Since Mr. Liu refuses to do things for me, then it's fine." Already!"
Turn around and leave.
Liu Yiming was terrified.
Pan Meichen was really going to get angry, it was not a joke. It can be as light as a board, or as a target for archery. After struggling for a while, Liu Yiming called Pan Meichen to stop.
"My lord, I'll go!"
The corner of Pan Meichen's mouth twitched with pride, and she stood her ground: "Really?"
Liu Yiming thought he was unlucky: "Since I promised the king, I will go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of fire."
"Hahaha!" Pan Meichen stretched out her big hand and patted Liu Yiming's shoulder, almost shattering his bones, "I knew Mr. Liu was diligent and kingly! You go back to prepare now, and go tomorrow."
The next day, the snow fell even more heavily than yesterday, and the mountains and roads were closed.
Liu Yiming led 3,000 people, a large herd of cattle and sheep, divided into several groups, and came towards Waqiao Pass with difficulty.
Waqiaoguan is also deeply sunk in the snow.
There is hardly a defender in sight, and the door is tightly closed.
Liu Yiming was worried, if the door was closed, how would he go to the city to trade ironware
When they came to Guanxia, Liu Yiming sent someone with a high voice to call Guan.
The man put his hands around his mouth to make a small trumpet, and shouted to the people in the city: "Hello, sir, please do me a favor, open the closed door, we want to go in and exchange things."
The guards on the city gathered in the tower to keep warm, warming wine, eating and drinking, when suddenly they heard someone shouting from the gate, so a soldier went to the side of the female wall and looked down. I saw several groups of people driving cattle and sheep to exchange goods.
"It's snowing heavily today, and the city's mutual market is closed, you should go back!"
The shouter was also excited, with a smile on his face, very kind and honest: "Because of the heavy snow, we have nothing, so we are in a hurry to exchange goods. You also know that meat is not enough, and some vegetables are also needed." Spices and other daily necessities. The children, wives, and elderly are all waiting for us to go back and cook!"
The officer in the tower said to the soldiers standing by the female wall: "Whether they live or die is none of our business! Let them call, don't open the door! It's so cold, who will suffer that!"
The soldiers were just ignoring the people below and walking into the tower when the shouter yelled again.
"Grandpa Guan, it's getting cold now. We have all kinds of furs in our car. If you are willing to let us go to the city to trade, we will give you the furs for free, as a tribute to the military grandfathers. Look, okay?"
As soon as they heard about fur, the soldiers were tempted and discussed it with the officers.
The winter clothes from the capital hadn't been delivered yet, and the defenders were suffering from the cold. If they had furs to wear, they wouldn't be afraid of the cold standing on the towers.
The officer then instructed the soldiers: "Since those bastards have furs, open the door and let them in. I want to see what furs they have to honor us.—Brothers, let's go downstairs and put on winter clothes!"
They were all drunk, very excited, shouted a few times, and the dozens of defenders didn't want to leave without furs, so they all went downstairs and opened the closed door.
Liu Yiming was very happy when he saw the closed door opened, he lost his eyes to the people behind and asked them to push the car into the closed door. As long as you enter the closed gate, you can exchange for good ironware. With good ironware, you can make swords, and then the plan to capture the capital can be implemented.
The officers and soldiers guarding the gate stopped Liu Yiming and others, and drew their swords at each other.
"You say that there is fur to honor us, but what about fur! Bring it out to me!"
Liu Yiming's car didn't actually have fur, so he wondered how to prevaricate it.
"Master Jun, how about giving you furs after we have exchanged things?"
The sergeants guarding the pass were not happy, and each of them said arrogantly, "No, you just said that you would give us fur, take it out quickly, otherwise you will never pass this pass!"
Seeing this, Liu Yiming took out a few big silver coins from the backpack on his back, handed them to the sergeants, and smiled, "Grandpa Jun, I honor you with these, you can take them back and buy some meat and some wine, okay? "
What the sergeants guarding the pass lacks now is not wine, meat, or silver, but winter clothes.
The officer thought that Liu Yiming had fooled them, so he slapped the money that Liu Yiming handed over, and the money spilled all over the floor.
"Damn it, you lied to us just now, didn't you? Get out the fur quickly, or you won't be able to pass this level, and we will give each of you a few boards!"
At this time, the follow-up vehicles arrived one after another, and more than 3,000 people gathered at the gate, all of whom were dressed as poor people. The soldiers guarding the gate did not pay attention to them, and they did not know that these people were Pan Meichen's subordinates.
Seeing that Zhang Xuanlin couldn't get out the fur, the officer got angry, drew out a shining big knife, and chopped off the shaft of the chariot.
"Damn it, you Yankees, how dare you lie to us and coax us to open the city gate! Today, I will make you feel good!"
He pulled Liu Yiming over and kicked his ass, and Liu Yiming fell down in the snow with an ouch. The officer stepped on Liu Yiming's back, put the knife on his neck, and shouted loudly:
"Tell me, do you have any fur?"
Liu Yiming's back was dripping with sweat. He didn't expect that the plan to break through the capital hadn't succeeded, and he became a ghost under the knife first.
"I... we really don't have fur!"
"What!" The officer's face was flushed with anger, and he raised the knife high, "Say it again, is there any fur?"
If Liu Yiming said no, the officer would kill him with a knife;
I only heard a gloomy voice next to me saying: "We don't have fur, so what?"
Hearing these words, the officer guarding the gate added fuel to the flames, staring with big eyes, and glanced before the gate. At this moment, he was a little scared. There were thousands of people and five vehicles surrounding the door. Those people were all big and three rough people, with fierce eyes and ferocious faces.
The officer faintly felt that the situation was not good, swallowed his saliva, and said to the man who spoke: "You don't have fur, so... isn't that deceiving us?"
The person who spoke sneered twice: "We just coaxed you to open the door, so what?"
The officer froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
The guard guard next to him was furious, raised his sword, and shouted at those people: "Coax us to open the door? How dare you, come here, let me chop!"
In the snow that was swirling, suddenly the sound of wolves could be heard, and the more than 3,000 people suddenly had a gleaming sword in their hands.