Prince Saman is dead, and the soldiers in the Central Plains have such terrible weapons. The people of the Saman army are in panic and are already timid about this battle that has not yet officially started.

After being attacked by the first round of artillery fire, the Saman army set out again after repairing the spot. The dead companions had no time to bury them. The bodies that could not be retaliated against and the large pits with black smoke on the ground stimulated the senses of the barbarian army, and fear continued to spread.

The general of the barbarian army had already discovered this. He walked to the frame of Saman Dahan and said worriedly: "Khan, is it too impulse to attack Yaocheng today?"

Hu Yanxiao sat in the wooden chariot and glanced at the general coldly when he heard this: "Do you think today's battle is to avenge my son?"

The general lowered his head and dared not speak, but that was obviously what he meant.

Hu Yanxiao sneered: "You have also seen the weapons created by Dazhao. If you don't attack now, do you want to wait until someone creates enough weapons and directly hit the grassland royal court?"

"I don't dare." The general lowered his head lower.

"Go back to your team!" Hu Yanxiao shouted.

The general quickly left with his horse.

As soon as the general left, Hu Yanxiao looked at the dejected Sa Barbarians and sighed.

The military next to him shook Kong Ming's fan and said, "Don't worry about the Khan. In this battle, death is essential. The Zhao army has been ambushing here for more than ten miles away from the pass, and must be bluffing. The warriors who came back to report the message yesterday also said that they have not developed too many such terrible weapons. The Zhao army left only 40,000 in Yaocheng. If they fight hard, they will definitely not be the opponent of our 200,000 army. The Zhao army must have wanted to scare us away."

Hu Yanxiao nodded: "In this battle, even if I use corpses to pile up the Yaocheng city tower, I will also step on the Yaocheng gate and kill Yan Mingge with my hand to avenge my son!"

"When you take Yaocheng, the second prince will definitely remember our first merit!" the military advisor said flatteringly.

"First merit? What do I want his first merit?" Hu Yanxiao sneered.

The military eyes turned and suddenly came back to the point. The gates of Dazhao were opened. When their cavalry went south, they would be their grassland territory wherever they went. There was no need to nod and bow in front of the second prince.

"Da Zhao is rich and we have to pay tribute every year. If we take over the fat land of Da Zhao Dynasty and Da Zhao Dynasty, how many cattle and sheep should be raised..." The military advisor's eyes were wide open just thinking about the scene at that time.

"I heard that you have learned the divination technique of the Central Plains witch, and you have a divination for this battle." Hu Yanxiao did not show any excessive joy. He knew that Yan Mingge was a wolf guarding this sect. If the wolf did not die, his army would not be able to get the sect at all.

Upon hearing this, the military advisor quickly took out three copper coins from his sleeve.

He pinched the copper coin and muttered something, and finally sprinkled the copper coin on the wooden board under the chariot.

Seeing the arrangement of three copper coins, the military advisor laughed out loud: "Shan, it's a good luck! This battle is a good luck!"

Hu Yanxiao's originally tight face loosened a little. He looked at the arrangement of copper coins on the ground. Although he didn't understand the line, the military advisor said this. He immediately shouted in a loud voice like a bell: "Warriors of the grassland! Dazhao is exhausted! As long as we take down Yaocheng, our iron cavalry will march south, beauties, wine, and countless cattle and sheep are all ours!"

The more barren you are, the more greedy you are.

The barbarian, who was originally in a low morale, was much more excited.

***

A cliff with a wide view.

The man in blue shirt with long flowing hair stood by the cliff, looking at the Saman army winding forward like a giant snake, with a faint compassion in his eyes.

"My little brother is still too arrogant..."

"He has returned the tips you gave to General Yan." Ge Hui put the tips on the blue cloth tips on both hands.

"The 200,000 barbarians can even trap him to death in Yaocheng. Without food and grass, why should he waste his life with the barbarian? He didn't know that the Fang surnamed had defected to the second prince. The world was dirty, and how clean the people's hearts would be?" He seemed to be laughing, but the curve of the corners of his mouth was a little bitter, and there was still an indescribable meaning.

"Master, you have seen the destiny of heaven and wanted to help him break this fate. It is already considered that the benevolence and righteousness have ended." Ge Hui looked at Mu Xingfeng's increasingly thin body, and there was a faint gloom in his eyes. His master's illness has worsened since the beginning of spring.

"I have all my calculations in my life... In the words of literati and poets, I should have died a good death." Mu Xingfeng smiled faintly.

"That's your ability to scare them, Master." Ge Hui said.

"I have been dreaming recently. In the dream, Arou and I have a daughter, and she is not doing well at all..." The light in Mu Xingfeng's eyes dimmed. If he couldn't think about those dreams, how could his Arou die?

But the pain that made his heart tear and the feeling of breathlessness were too real, which made him wonder if he had really experienced it.

"Master, have you forgotten the oath you made? You and Wei have no relationship." Ge Hui was a little angry and refused to argue.

He is a martial artist, but he also has a heart of cherishing talents. Mu Xingfeng is a genius. He is willing to follow him to guide the world and work hard in the world, but he is unwilling to see such a stunning and stunning person trapped by his children's love. Why don't a real man have no wife?

Mu Xingfeng sighed and said, "Yao City is about to be broken, send her to a safe place."

When he turned around, Mu Xingfeng had just glanced in the direction of Yao Cheng, but suddenly changed his face: "Where is the dragon energy that comes from without any royal bloodline here?"

***

The war was approaching, and Lin Chu was not asleep all night. Seeing that the medicine was packed and transported to the city tower, she felt more at ease.

When Yan Mingge came to find her, he had already changed into a thick black iron armor that he had only worn before he was in battle. He was wearing a black black iron helmet of the same color under his armpit, and the black feathers on the helmet were solemn and grand.

"Are you going to the battlefield?" Lin Chu's voice trembled a little unconsciously.

She hurriedly found two snow-clear white copper knives from the place where the medicine jars were stacked and handed them to Yan Mingge: "There is no iron ore anymore. This is the senior sister who guided the blacksmith to throw some broken swords into the stove and melted the iron and made the steel knives. These two knives are made of steel, so you can take it with you..."

Yan Mingge took the tempered white copper knife, grabbed the person into his arms with force, sniffed her deeply, and then said: "Old rule, I will send someone to take you to a safe place to hide. When the war here is over, I will go find you."

"No! Where are you, where am I?" Lin Chu burst into tears.

She knew the ending of this battle in the original work, but she didn't know the ending of this world. What if something happens?

The dullness and depression on the eve of the war stimulated her nerves and made her feel very nervous.

Yan Mingge brushed away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her thick fingers and whispered: "Obe obedient."

"General, the barbarian is less than five miles away from the city gate!" The scout reported outside the tent.

"After the barbarians enter the front line, they will blow up the section of the road, and let the barbarians climb the mountain and cut the road to consume a wave of energy first." Yan Mingge ordered.

The scouts led their orders to leave.

Yan Mingge looked at Lin Chuyi last: "Go back and call your senior sister, pack up your things and leave Yaocheng first. Song Tuo knows where to send you."

Lin Chu looked at his back as he left, and felt a puffy heartache. She cried and called Yan Mingge: "You said that even if you were defeated in the battle, you would come back to take me away even if you became a deserter. Isn't this a lie to me?"

Yan Mingge paused, but did not look back: "As long as I can come back alive, it's not a fraud."

After saying this, he strode out of the tent.

Lin Chu couldn't stop crying and shouted: "Yan Mingge!"

When Song Tuo came in, Lin Chu still had tears on his face. He didn't know how to comfort Lin Chu, but said, "Madam, please be happy. What medicine do we have? The barbarians will only come and go."

Lin Chu rubbed his eyes randomly: "That's 200,000 barbarians! How could I not be afraid!"

The medicine is a magic weapon, but it cannot be used without restraint. The materials they brought back are limited, and the medicine they made in one night is limited.

Yaocheng lacks military strength, so in order to resist the barbarians, those who can go to the battlefield naturally have to go to the battlefield.

Yan Mingge sent people to ambush all the way in advance, just to waste the two vanguards of the Barbarians and then to attack the Barbarians' morale. In this way, when the two armies really charge and fight, the Barbarians have lost most of their troops and they have a chance of victory.

"You will only distract your master from staying here. It is better to go to a safe place first." Song Tuo said bitterly.

Lin Chu thought for a moment and shook his head and said, "There are so many people in Yaocheng who can't run away, so I won't run away. You can take your senior sister away first. If I stay, maybe I can help my husband."

As Lin Chu finished speaking, Jing He opened the curtain and came in: "Madam!"

"Jing He, why are you here? Where are you senior sister?" Lin Chu didn't bring Jing He with him when he went out, just thinking that Jing He could learn martial arts skills and staying in the mansion could take care of Wei Rou one or two.

Jing He looked at Lin Chu in confusion: "Didn't the master send someone to send Miss Wei away first and ask me to come to the military camp to find you?"

Yan Mingge asked her to go back to find Wei Rou just now, how could she let Wei Rou leave early?

Lin Chu soon realized that something was wrong: "The one who picked up the senior sister was not my husband's person!"

Jing He's face changed: "I'll go and get the carriage back!"

"If it is someone under Mu Xingfeng's command, we may not be able to catch up." Lin Chu rubbed his eyebrows with a headache: "But senior sister should not be in danger in his command."

When the war is victorious, find a way to bring your senior sister back.

Her mind is full of war now. Lin Chu thought about it and felt that organizing the people of Yaocheng was a way. It would be a way to not have to go to the battlefield, help the army to transfer military funds, and give the soldiers a sip of water under the city tower. It seems to be a trivial matter, but it can still save a lot of manpower and material resources.

He did it as soon as he said, Lin Chu asked Jing He and the others to find a few gongs, went out to the street to knock the gongs, and shouted loudly: "The elders and fellow villagers of Yaocheng, the barbarians are attacking again! Now there is a constant war in the south, and we have no place to escape. If we don't beat the barbarians back, once Yaocheng is lost, we will be completely homeless!"

"They bleed and sweating on the battlefield and fight with their lives. They have your husbands, your sons, and your fathers! They charge forward to the front line to protect you behind them. We will do our best to help our relatives on the battlefield!"

After saying this, many people were indeed moved, but more confused.

"We are all old, weak, and children. What can we do?" A fat woman spoke out.

"Yes, let's go to the battlefield, aren't we going to cause trouble?" There were scattered discussions everywhere.

Lin Chu stood up and said, "My husband is the commander of Yaocheng. If everyone can trust me, go to the city gate with me. Although we are women, we are not useless! Help transport weapons from the military camp and pass on military supplies to the city tower. If there are wounded soldiers, you can also help the military doctors to treat the wounded soldiers. Among those people, you may have your relatives! We work together to drive the barbarians out of the pass!"

"My house runs a pharmacy shop. I know medicine. Mrs. Yan, I'll go with you!"

"My house has a ox cart, and you can get the goods delivered!"

"I'm very strong, I'm going to go to the city tower to help my man!"

...

With someone taking the lead, more people stood up. The people are so enthusiastic that they are willing to go and help, which is beyond Lin Chu's previous expectations.

She grinned, but her eyes were slightly red, and she bowed deeply to the people: "Thank you everyone!"

"Mrs. Yan has ruined us. We have all taken root here. Yaocheng is our home! We can do our best to be happy!" An old woman said.

After mobilizing the people, Lin Chu asked Song Tuo and others to briefly divide the people into several teams.

Those who are too old and weak will help pour water down the city tower and deliver water to ensure that the thirsty soldiers can drink a sip of water when passing by, and also help watch the children.

When Mrs. Qin learned about it, she gave it out directly. If Lin Chu hadn't been afraid that something would happen to her and asked her to stay at home to take care of her baby, she would have to go to the teahouse with her big belly.
To be continued...