wear it lord god

Chapter 1115 Changping County Lord 63
Just plan to open the city gate, then you can't die!When the Huns came to hear it, they trembled immediately, but their arms were still held.

Xining walked up to General Zhang and asked with a smile, "General, tell me something so that someone can bring the letter back and sleep soundly tonight."

County Magistrate Zhou looked around and said cautiously, "General, tell me!"

General Zhang hesitated, and asked tentatively, "If you open the city gate, you will retreat five miles?"

The envoy immediately said: "I dare to swear to the gods, tomorrow morning, our army will retreat five miles immediately, and then enter the city after the general has left."

"Okay!" General Zhang finally plucked up the courage: "I will lead the troops to leave tomorrow morning, so it's settled."

"No, general!" Several officers and soldiers in the tent immediately turned pale with shock.

A young general also clasped his fists in armor and saluted: "The country cannot be surrendered. Secondly, if we leave, the people in the city will suffer. Please think twice, general!"

"General, please think twice!" Someone had already knelt down.

County Magistrate Zhou remained silent and sat there with his head bowed.It's hard to say, anyway, he can't decide to mobilize the army and horses for other fifth-rank generals.

"This matter will not be discussed, that's it!" General Zhang waved his arm, and his words were broken, leaving no room for discussion.

Suddenly standing next to General Zhang, the county magistrate of Changping pulled out the dagger in his sleeve, and with a turn of his body, a silver light flashed...

There was no sound in the tent, and everyone stared at General Zhang.

The Huns came to envoy...

Magistrate Zhou...

Dead soldiers, maids, officers and soldiers...

General Zhang wanted to say something, but he couldn't, only blood bubbles came out of his opened mouth.

He lowered his head, blood spurting from his neck.Lifting his fingers, he covered his neck subconsciously, but the palms were filled with warm and greasy... It was his own blood, the blood sprayed from the wound...

The Changping County Lord, holding a bloody dagger in his hand, looked at him coldly, and said in a more rigid tone than he had just said: "Flee without fighting, the general who abandoned the city, die!!!"

At this time, the eyes began to blur... General Zhang's strong body tilted to the side, and fell to the ground with a "plop", and did not move again.His eyes were wide open, but there was no light in them.

To the end of his life, he could not believe that the seemingly weak county lord could kill so decisively and so quickly.He dared to do it himself, taking the life of a fierce general on the battlefield.

At this time, the dead men's admiration for the county lord was like the water of the Yellow River.

What is the name of throwing things, there is no need to throw anything, the county lord can handle it by himself!
Moreover, he swung the knife so fast that the long sleeves of his clothes floated up, which was very beautiful, even better than those who specialized in killing people.

The envoy of the Xiongnu was also stunned, with swollen lips and staring eyes, looking at the general lying on the couch, the pool of blood flowing from his neck was still spreading outside, staining the couch red.

Xining turned around and asked, "Who is leading the troops this time?"

Anyway, he is dead anyway, so the envoy raised his head, looked up to the sky, and did not answer.

"Say it, tell it quickly!" The spirit of the officers and soldiers in the tent came.It's so relieved, if it weren't for this idiot general, why would they retreat like bereaved dogs.

A dead man suggested: "Master, use punishment."

"No need!" Xining slowly walked off the couch, in fact, to avoid the blood.She looked as usual: "He will talk."

There was a smile in the corner of her mouth: "You just need to tell me which leader is outside the north and south gates. Without a name, how can the county lord write to you, and I don't know who he is negotiating with."

Come to make epiphany, give him the letter, that is to say, he does not have to die, but he still needs to send the letter.

Immediately said: "The north gate is the eldest prince Huye Maodun, and the south gate is the fourth prince Uveda."

Hehe, sure enough Uvida came over, but unfortunately he won't let him collect his body this time!
Xining asked: "Then are you the prince's emissary, or Uveda's?"

The envoy replied: "I am sent by the fourth prince."

Xining thought for a while: "Major Zhou, can you still hold the pen?"

County Magistrate Zhou is still in shock. After being questioned, he came back to his senses: "Your officer, it's okay, I can still write."

"Okay, write a few for me to the fourth prince!" Xining put the blood-stained machete into the scabbard at once: "Send it along with this."

Outside the south city gate, 5000 troops were stationed, and Aobao stood upright in the wind and snow one by one.

Ubeda was in the big tent, took the knife, pulled it out and looked at it.The Changping county lord took the knife he gave him and killed the general guarding the city.

"This is a letter from Changping county magistrate to the fourth prince." The messenger handed over a bamboo slip.

There are only a few simple words on the Jane: "If you hit me, I will hit you. Friends are exhausted."

When Changping county magistrate said it, county magistrate Zhou held a pen and didn't recover for a while.

Seeing the words, Uveda suddenly laughed, the county lord is really interesting.

Seeing the fourth prince smiling, his handsome face mixed with Han blood showed a handsome face that made the Huns feel uncomfortable and disdainful.The envoy didn't know what the fourth prince was laughing at, was he laughing at the county head's overreaching?
He had never seen the county lord's appearance when he killed people. In the blink of an eye, before he could clearly see how the sword was drawn, a general in armor and fully armed fell in front of him.

Next to Uvida, he picked up a pen and wrote a few words under the bamboo slips: "Send this to the Lord Changping."

What?I have to go back!

The emissary almost fainted from fright, so he escaped with his own life, and asked him to go back to deliver the letter.This county owner is so scary, woo woo woo, can you stop doing this job?He wanted to report his illness and go back to his hometown. At least he would have hope to survive from freezing to death and starving to death, which was better than going back again.

General Zhang's body was placed directly on the south gate, and at this time several soldiers were behind the gate, holding bricks to build the wall.

According to the order, they blocked the entire gate of the city, not even letting the Huns enter.

This is an order from Changping County Lord...

Xi Ning looked around the tent with phoenix eyes: "Who is the deputy general?"

A young general stepped forward to salute: "The last general, Xun Liao, pays homage to Changping County Lord!"

Xining turned around and went to the sword stand, picked up the sword on the stand, and walked up to General Xun: "The Lord of the county ordered you to be the commander, lead the officers and soldiers, guard the city to the death, and wait for reinforcements!"

Xun Liao took the sword with both hands: "The last general takes orders, the city is with me, the city is broken and I will die, die for the country with my own body, and I will never neglect!"

"Okay!" Xining turned around and walked up to General Zhang's corpse, looking up and looking down in contempt: "Put his corpse at the south gate, and I'll let him see if this city can be defended or not."

The gate of the city was blocked, so the people behind shouted: "Hurry up and eat sheep noodle soup, it's still hot. The county magistrate will distribute cotton-padded clothes and shoes later."

A few soldiers stuffed their chilblained and purple-red hands into their sleeves, and walked over shyly: "Is that good?"

"That's right, I've been reminded a few times for this winter thing."

Winter came too fast, and it was a warm winter in previous years. The supplies for the winter in the warehouse were not enough to keep all the soldiers warm.I don't know how long it will take until the capital distributes military funds.For this reason, many people wrote letters to their families, hoping that their family members would send them winter clothes.During this time, everyone was almost frozen.

(End of this chapter)