Yu Jun

On the same day, Jinlu scouts appeared again.

Regardless of whether Mo Lingfeng was present or not, the smoke from tens of thousands of troops and horses was completely different from the smoke from hundreds of people. The scouts who fled in the morning had noticed something strange. Thinking about the sound of the xun, anyone could blow it.

Coming back this time is a deeper peek and a test.

The scout quietly walked into the furthest shooting range - the archers of the Mo family army, who could shoot as far as 160 steps, and the crossbowmen were stronger.

When strong soldiers are present, once the scout enters the shooting range, he will be shot immediately.

The soldiers from the rear camp stood on top of the city and were unable to do anything.

Cheng Ting originally thought that Zell had killed the scouts and followed Mo Lingfeng's example of blowing the xun to confuse Jin Lu, and that everything would be fine until the ninth day of the lunar month. But now when he saw the black shadow passing by outside, his heart started to beat wildly again, and he held up a hand. On Zell's shoulder, he couldn't say a word.

He didn't need to say it. Zell already understood what he was thinking. He took out a white stone from his sleeve and put it into his hand: "You are my friend. The Stone God bless you."

Cheng Ting almost squeezed the stone out of the water, but couldn't feel God's blessing from it. He let go of Zell and blew it to Wu Jin like a wind. A heroic spirit surged in his chest and he gritted his teeth and said: "I know how. Defend the city.”

Wu Jin asked: "How to keep it?"

"I have three brothers, and there are about 10,000 men in Kuanzhou City. We gathered the people and smashed them down with stones, hot oil, and logs. There won't be too many people in Jinlu, and we can hold on until the ninth day of the lunar month. .”

He wiped his sweat and said, "Perhaps the Leaf will be back without the ninth day of the lunar month."

Wu Jin glanced at him appreciatively: "It's not that far yet."

He turned around and went down the tower: "There will be a surprise attack tonight. Wear armor when you go up to the top to prevent stray arrows."

His steps were steady, his expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were calm. Cheng Ting also calmed down, turned to look at Zell, weighed the white stone in his hand, and secretly thought that Wu Jin was ten thousand times stronger than Zell.

In the empty Gaoping Village, no one was panicking. Only the rather sumptuous dinner revealed the uneasiness of the soldiers in the rear camp - the table was full, as if it was the last meal.

After dinner, Wu Jin ordered the soldiers from the rear camp to guard the city gate, the main tower, and the rear camp. Then he sharpened his ink and wrote a few words on bamboo paper, folded them in his sleeves, and carefully put on armor outside his short shirt. , took down a black long bow from the wall, put his quiver on his back, and stepped up to the tower.

Tonight is another bright moon night.

In late spring in Kuanzhou, it is rare to see such good weather - in previous years, it would always be sunny after the Dragon Boat Festival in Kuanzhou.

The night wind blew over the city wall, caressed the flags, shook the iron bell, and made a dull and weak sound. Wu Jin's pen stood upright by the wall, supported by all the hard bones in his body.

He didn't think about his own battle to defend the city. What he thought about was whether Mo Lingfeng's battle to attack the city was over and whether the people in Wangzhou City were properly settled.

The fastest news will arrive tomorrow night.

Even if the news arrives, not all of the remaining 20,000 troops can return.

If Mo Lingfeng wins, he will win too and solve the Jinlu's troubles without using weapons.

Cheng Ting was also dressed up in the back camp. Looking at Zell who was inseparable from him, he found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, took up the pen to ponder for a long time, carefully filled three pieces of paper, dried the ink, folded them together and gave them to Zell: "You You are a Qiang, Jinlu will not kill you, please find an opportunity to give this to my wife."

Zell held these pieces of light paper and said seriously: "You can still go out now."

Cheng Ting shook his head: "There are my mother-in-law, wife, children, brothers, sisters, and friends in Kuanzhou City. If I stay here for a moment longer, they will have more time to escape. Wu Jin's parents are also at my home...and Wu Jin... …”

He smiled: "We are close friends. This is the friendship between the Han people."

He slapped the table, stood up and picked up a long knife, holding the scabbard tightly with his palms, sweating profusely - the armor was heavy, the lightest one weighed thirty kilograms, and he was taller and more afraid of heat than others.

"Let's go!" As night falls, there are no lights on the tower, only the boundless moonlight. A few people standing are clearly visible, and the undulating Liang Jian in the distance can also be seen clearly.

Everyone was waiting with bated breath. When a soldier came up to announce his son's death, Cheng Ting happened to hear a "tuk-tuk-tuk" sound in his ear.

The sound seemed to be right next to his ears, and his nervous palms were sweating. When he heard the sound, he saw a woodbird squatting on the flagpole, pecking at the worms in the wood pole.

He breathed a sigh of relief, took the knife in his other hand, and wiped the sweat from his palms on his body. Unexpectedly, he encountered cold iron armor.

Putting down his hands, he was looking for a place to wipe his sweat when he suddenly saw a large amount of dust rising in front of him, and there was a flash of fire in the dust.

The torch light is in front, the golden armor is behind, and the sound of horse hooves is coming from far away.

Cheng Ting made a "gudong" sound, swallowed a gulp of saliva, subconsciously grabbed Wu Jin's sleeves, and clamped his legs at the same time - his old habit of wanting to pee when he was nervous happened again: "Here he comes."

Zell quietly held down his knife. Han people have feelings, and he also has feelings.

Wu Jin took out the bamboo paper from his sleeve, took out an arrow, pierced the bamboo paper with the arrow, then pulled the paper up, hung it on the arrow shaft, and then stared straight ahead.

In less than a moment, the Jinlu troops arrived at the city. They quickly dismounted and lined up. There were thirty people in one row and ten rows out. There were only three hundred people in total. However, they had all the bows, crossbows, swords, spears, hooks, and gunpowder, and the armor shone golden under the torches. He stared at the blurry figures on the tower.

There was only a city wall between the two armies.

The horses' hooves moved lightly. The tall and powerful Jinlu general at the front looked up carefully and did not move rashly.

The Han people are treacherous and may have deliberately sold out their flaws. We want to drive them all out and we cannot attack the city rashly.

He raised his hand: "Open the bow."

Jin Lu immediately took off his bow and arrows, knelt on one knee, drew the bow string, and pointed it at the tower.

The iron arrows gleamed coldly in the night, and were sharp enough to penetrate iron armor.

Wu Jin put up the wooden curtain: "Prevent."

The soldiers on the tower immediately lined up the wooden curtains. Wu Jin reached out and grabbed Cheng Ting, pulling Cheng Ting behind him.

After retreating behind the wooden curtain, Zell's mouth was dry. He looked at Wu Jin anxiously and lowered his voice: "What do you do -"

At the same time, the general at the bottom of the city suddenly pressed his right hand down, and three hundred iron arrows shot up like rain. Wu Jin stood behind the wooden curtain, and an arrow broke through the wooden curtain and pierced Wu Jin's eyebrows. He stopped just a copper coin away from his eyebrows.

Zell's heart skipped a beat, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body. Before he could recover, Wu Jin suddenly lowered the wooden curtain, opened his bow in the fleeting tranquility, and shot the arrow with paper stuck in it. It catches on and shoots out with lightning speed.

There was only a "whoosh" sound, and the arrow was already heading towards the Jinlu general below the tower.

When the general saw the arrow coming towards him, he drew his sword and swung at the arrow. However, he missed the shot and the arrow did not reach him. It was stuck in the open space three steps away from him. The arrow trembled slightly and its tail feathers trembled loudly. .

The note also trembled.

The general looked suspicious and did not dare to act rashly - Mo Lingfeng was full of tricks and tricks.

He ordered his men to remain on guard, set up their bows and arrows, listen to his orders, and then call in the forwards to pull out the ugly arrow and remove the paper on it.

The forward carefully pulled out the arrow, used two fingers to remove the paper from the arrow and shook it open. After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he quickly handed it to the general.

There are only four words on it: "Enter the Jin Dynasty." (End of this chapter)