There was a fight on the top of the city.

After the Song army broke into the city, the crossbow arrows had to rest, otherwise it would be easy to be injured by accident.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Liao army frantically reinforced the city.

The two sides were fighting on the top of the city.

"Our army has a disadvantage!"

Chen An put down the telescope, but he was not worried.

"This is just the beginning." He explained to Fu Bi: "At this time, the Liao army still has a new force and is not tired yet."

Fu Bi sighed, "Is this the success of a general and his bones woven?"

"Yes!" Chen An said: "Before this, someone was ready."

Sacrifice is inevitable, and the only thing he can do is to minimize unnecessary sacrifices.

"Let He Bao..."

Chen An turned around and called Yang Du and Xuchang over, "The Imperial City Department has a secret spy in the city, and it will be launched later."

Yang Du was shocked, "Are you going to break the city today?"

Chen An said lightly: "Do you think it's fun to have some guns hit for so many days? What are your contact methods with He Bao?"

Xu Chang looked at him, feeling a little timid.

An ominous premonition made Chen An want to scold, "Tell me."

“Just singing.”

"Sing?" Chen An smiled and said, "It's not bad, so let's ask someone to practice it. The chorus of tens of thousands of people is so spectacular!"

Xu Chang looked even more embarrassed, "Shenlong Picture..."

"Tell me." Chen An was very kind.

"It's the poem in the Stone Book..."

I said!

Chen An had tooth pain, "Which song?"

Xu Chang wanted to cover his head very clearly, "It's that song... 360 days a year."

Chen An instantly wanted to kill someone.

"Who made the decision?"

He tried to slow down his tone.

Xu Chang looked at him and felt that Chen Longtu's personality was really good, which was different from the rumor outside. "I was afraid that it would be noticed by the soldiers in the city when I said that I was using other things, so I used poetry. But poetry... He Bao didn't understand. What he liked the most was your Stone Record, Chen Longtu, and your Stone Record is really good..."

A series of flattery came out.

Chen An said with a black line on his head: "Talk the serious business."

"Yes, yes, yes." Xu Chang said: "He Bao likes the Stone Records, and he also especially likes the song of the Burial Flowers..."

A picture appeared in Chen An's mind: He Bao, a big man who was snatching feet, was sitting on a stool embroidering flowers, singing with tears while embroidering flowers.

"Three hundred and sixty days a year, Feng Dao and Frost Sword are fierce."

He felt that he must be crazy.

"Shenlong Picture?" Xu Chang looked at him pitifully.

This is a code!

Chen An kept hinting at himself.

"Okay, go and teach them."

So Xuchang took the people from the Imperial City Department to teach the infantry singing.

There is no need to have many lyrics, just four sentences, but it will be done in a short time.

"Prepare……"

Xu Chang raised his hand in front with a blush on his face, "Start!"

A chorus of tens of thousands of people has begun.

"You are dead and buried. I am not sure when I will die. I am burying flowers. I am so ignorant. Who will be buried in this year? I know who I am."

Damn it!

Chen An felt that the song was too annoying.

The battles on the city wall seemed to be much more entangled.

After tens of thousands of people finished singing, they shouted in unison, "My sister Lin, I'm waiting!"

Oh my God!

Kill me!

Chen An covered his eyes and felt that this was from Cao Xueqin's revenge.

The conquest of tens of thousands of troops actually made such an unserious thing. When it was reported, he really had no shame to see people.

And in the city, He Bao was excited when he heard these sounds.

"It's starting! It's starting!"

He put the cans containing tincture oil into the manure truck. According to the rules, the whole city was martial law, but the manure truck would not be restricted.

Why?

Because people eat grains and cereals every day, it is better for families with thatched cottages, and if you ignore those who use toilets, the fragrance will spread ten miles back to the city.

Think about it, the soldiers were fighting bravely, resisting the attack of the Song people. As a result, a breath not only smelled the smell of blood and smoke, but also other smells.

Can this morale rise?

He Bao pulled the manure truck out, and the soldiers patrolling the street covered their noses to avoid it when they saw it.

"Cake...night fragrance!"

"here!"

The business today is not very good. Maybe those families dare not open the door, and they will solve any problems themselves.

He pulled the manure truck all the way forward. When he passed by the government office, he saw a group of officials waiting anxiously outside the door, and his heart was moved.

He quickly accelerated his pace by pretending to be scared.

At the same time, more than ten cavalry galloped over.

He Bao turned his head and looked at it, and found that it was Yelu Xiu and others.

Great achievements!

Since he entered Youzhou City, he did not take his life seriously, but regarded it as his death in battle.

So now he is determined to make contributions.

After making meritorious contributions, according to the rules of the Imperial City Department, his great contributions will naturally be rewarded with great rewards, and then his parents and wife and children at home will have a better life.

Isn’t men living for their parents, wife and children?

Let's do it!

He ignited the prepared fire sticks, and then, regardless of the dirty smell, opened the seal of a jar and threw them in.

boom!

The flames rise.

He pulled the dung truck and ran towards the gate.

At this moment, he felt that he was full of strength, and even if he hung another manure truck, there would be no problem.

This is the explosion of the small universe.

"The Song army is attacking fiercely. You can go and recruit heroes immediately. Remember, Han'er can't...what is that?"

Yelu Xiu was explaining the matter when he saw a man on the side running towards him with a feces truck.

The key is that the manure truck is actually burning.

"There are assassins!"

An official shouted with his head raised.

Several soldiers accompanying him drew their swords and prepared to intercept the feces truck.

He Bao exhaled suddenly, his neck and face swelled up.

He is fighting desperately.

All his strength burst out.
To be continued...