Yu Jun

"Yes, I can't even bark!" Xiao Dou held back an evil fire, and looked at Yin Bei, "Brother Bei, go and talk to the general, let's break open the city gate!"

Before Yin Bei could speak, Chang Long shook his head: "No."

You Muqing was furious: "What can't be done, I think it will work! What's going on here! A doctor has to take care of hundreds of wounded soldiers, and there is not enough wound medicine! There are not enough coffins!"

"I want to go to the city," Zhong Tao said in a hoarse voice, "I want to take Weng Weng's coffin into the city, and if they don't open it, I won't leave."

Mo Lingfeng lay on the bed and listened, a few thoughts turned in his mind, and he called out "Yin Nan".

Her voice was soft and thin, but Yin Nan heard it.

"Miss is awake." Yin Nan threw everyone out, and came in with a medicine bowl: "Miss, drink the medicine."

Putting down the medicine bowl, she helped Mo Lingfeng to sit up: "You have a fever!"

"Ah."

Mo Lingfeng took the medicine bowl with trembling hands, drank it in one gulp, feeling a lot more comfortable in his throat, and then said: "The order is to carry the seriously injured soldiers from the rear battalion, and Zhong Tao takes the coffin of General Zhong, and return to the city with me, and the rest stay in the fortress .”

"Yes."

"There are also soldiers who have been loaded into coffins. Take them out together."

"Yes."

Yin Nan went out to deliver the order, and soon there was a lot of movement in the fortress. Mo Lingfeng waited for Yin Nan to come back, changed into a moon-white gauze shirt, without armor, and went out.

Yin Bei laid hay and cushions on the Taiping cart, but Mo Lingfeng didn't even look at it, and supported Yin Nan's hand to get on the horse.

As soon as she moved, her wound immediately opened, and blood flowed out from the white muslin, soaking in the moon-white clothes, which was dazzling and terrifying.

Yin Bei said anxiously: "Girl, your injury!"

Mo Lingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "With Li Yitie in the city, I can't die."

She turned her head to look at Zhong Tao: "You help the coffin, and behind me, hold the military flag of the town army."

Zhong Tao's eyes were red, his clothes were not changed, and they were covered with blood. He shouted angrily: "The city gate is closed!"

Mo Lingfeng was expressionless: "Break the door."

Zhong Tao replied loudly with a cry: "Yes!"

None of the soldiers behind him was clean, and the seriously wounded soldiers lying on stretchers were even more horrible, with constant groans—the weather was hot, the fortress was short of manpower, and the wounds were rapidly rotting, attracting flies and buzzing around the wounds "Continuously.

The fortress suspension bridge has not been retracted yet, under the suspension bridge, the Shuo River is rushing, sparkling and shining brightly under the sunlight.

The team returning to the city was silent, except for the sound of horses' hoofs and heavy footsteps. The Zhenrong army flag rolled and unfurled in the wind, blowing over Zhong Jiaqing's coffin constantly.

The era of the Zhenrong army has completely passed away, and the Mo family army is about to occupy Kuanzhou in an open and aboveboard manner.

Above the Kuanzhou City Tower, the garrison is closely watching the movement of the racecourse.

Before the time came, they had already discovered that the fighting had ceased, but they did not know who would win or lose. When Yin Bei and Xiao Dou came, they were afraid of fraud and did not dare to open the city gate. Until then, they saw a group of people coming from afar , Taking a closer look, you can see the golden collar on Mo Lingfeng's neck is shining brightly, the battle flags are flying behind her, the coffin is heavy, and there is a long row of stretchers with no end in sight.

Even if they have never met Mo Lefeng, they still know that the female general has a golden collar that never leaves her body.

"It's General Mo!"

"Look at the military flag! It's our military flag! We won!"

"Really won!"

"Open the city gates!"

"Go and inform Tan Zhizhou!"

The closed triple gate opened with a roar of cheers to welcome the soldiers into the city. The soldiers who reported the news passed the news along the way. The silent Kuanzhou City boiled instantly.

However, this feeling of joy disappeared after Mo Lingfeng led the soldiers into the city gate.

Mo Lingfeng has become a bloody man, and the coffins and wounded soldiers behind her are all silently telling the tragedy of the war.

Without reinforcements from the imperial court, the fort blocked the enemy's attack with a human wall.

The Zhong family squeezed out from the crowd and looked at Zhong Tao and the coffin. The elderly Mrs. Zhong's eyes darkened, her legs became weak, and she knelt down on the ground: "Family, Jiaqing?"

Chong Tao looked at Granny, then at A Niang, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes blinked frantically, trying to hold back his tears, but the next moment, he couldn't restrain the pain in his heart, and cried "Wow": "Weng Weng died……"

The old lady Zhong sat crookedly on the ground, unable to get up no matter how much the juniors supported her, she looked at Zhong Tao with old tears in her eyes, and asked tremblingly, "Dead?"

Chong Tao burst into tears and spoke incoherently: "They are all dead... many people died...there are not enough coffins...they can't fit them..."

Mrs. Zhong struggled to get up, threw herself in front of the coffin, pressed the coffin with one hand, and her heart with the other: "Open it! Open it for me to see...it's not him...he's always been lucky..."

She was so distraught that she was shaking so hard that she couldn't breathe, one hand clutched the front of her clothes fiercely, tears streaming down silently, dripping on the coffin.

Chong Tao wiped away his tears, stepped forward to support her: "Grandma..."

Mrs. Zhong suddenly hammered her heart hard, as if she wanted to hammer out the wet cotton that was blocking her heart. However, it didn't work. She held her breath, closed her eyes, and fainted on the ground.

The cries were like waves, with one wave higher than the other, and the Zhong family took away the Tao and the coffin. The mourning of the people spread from the Chong family celebration to the seriously injured soldiers, and then to the black and thin coffins.

Whose children, whose parents, and whose family are contained in it?

On the day and night when the city gate was closed, the fortress had been turned into a mud plow, and everything was gone. It was the worst situation in the Ten Realms, how terrified they should be.

Guochao's indifference pushed [-] living people into hell, and a wave of injustice and anger quietly ignited in the hearts of the people, but they dared not speak out in front of the state officials, garrisons, and government servants who rushed over.

Tan Xuan has been an official for several years, and he knows what to do when and what to do. The most important thing to do at this time is to resettle the wounded soldiers and the war dead.

While giving orders, he looked at several female family members of the Cheng family, who surrounded Mo Lingfeng back home.

Mo Lingfeng's back was stained with blood, like a giant dark red eye, staring at him indifferently.

He couldn't help shivering, and at the same time, he thought that Mo Lingfeng's pity for the soldiers and his grief and indignation towards the country might not be true.

She is not a kind person, she is even indifferent and shameless. She doesn't care at all whether the fortress can be defended, and she is not moved at all by the suffering of the people. Everything she does is to pave the way for the future of the Mo family, but she just happens to do the right thing on this road. thing.

Even returning to the city at this time is within her calculations.

She couldn't directly question the emperor's selfishness of abandoning the fortress, so she used the mouths of the people of the world to speak, ask, and vent.

And she became famous in the first battle, known all over the world, and had no complaints against the emperor, could the emperor punish her with the little wooden plaque of the Mo family army?
He underestimated her, from the beginning to the end, it seemed that it was all her tricks.

A scheme to make Mo's army appear aboveboard in front of the world, a gamble with his own life as a bet.

And he, Tan Xuan, was just the first pawn in the strategy.