Thank you to my friend for the two monthly passes that I couldn't figure it out and got confused Last year, Xun Hua Qiaoniang was in Tancheng, Yang Yan hadn't accepted Lianxiang, once he was idle and bored at night, nothing to wander around in the courtyard, he happened to listen to the sound of Lianxiang and Xixiang in the house, he didn't alike this kind of thing, naturally he wouldn't frighten the beauty, and even once had the idea of whether to go in to help, just thinking about just loving Xun Huaen, he ran to find other women, and he was always a little unhappy, so he left.
Yang Yan is a modern person, although he yearns for the days when beautiful women are like clouds, but the habit of monogamy has not been changed all at once.
Yang Yan really didn't care, and even he suspected that Xun Hua and Xun Guan, Qiao Niang and Hui Niang were also handkerchiefs.
Lian Xiang didn't take this matter to heart, and she didn't have any shame for doing something wrong, but she just observed Yang Yan carefully, and saw that she was indeed not displeased, so she said softly: "The concubine will keep the red pill of the Lu family girl for the general." “ "Hmm" Yang Yan nodded with satisfaction, then sat up and said, "Okay, you sleep, I still have to go out to inspect." “ "It's so late" There was a look of reluctance in Lian Xiang's eyes, but when she thought that the army was outside the city, she couldn't open her mouth to persuade her, so she propped herself up and changed her words: "The general has a great cause, and the concubine is a woman, so I don't dare to say anything about the concubine, but I hope that the general will be careful in everything, and the concubine will wait for the general to dress." “ "The Woman" Yang Yan looked at Lian Xiang in a daze, Lian Xiang was eighteen years old, how could she not have anything to do with women, but at that time, women were women when they were married, regardless of age, although Lian Xiang was not married, it was not much different from marrying, but Yang Yan was not used to such a title.
"It's cold, don't worry, and don't call yourself a woman in front of me in the future."
Yang Yan shook his head with a smile, got out of bed, picked up his clothes and put them on himself.
Lian Xiang didn't insist, the cat looked at Yang Yan in the quilt, her beautiful eyes were full of tenderness, and she seemed to be stupid, until Yang Yan got dressed and was about to leave, she came to her senses and called urgently: "General, if you take the time to go home, the concubine will let Xixiang and Lingxiang come and serve you." “ "It's okay" Yang Yan smiled back, went out, and closed the door carefully.
Lian Xiang's heart suddenly relaxed, Yang Yan respected himself, never mentioned letting Xixiang Lingxiang sleep, but it didn't mean that he didn't remember, Xixiang Lingxiang also had the intention of getting rain and dew evenly, but he thought of his sisterhood, and he hadn't blatantly seduced Yang Yan, and he was only for the sake of a small trace of monopoly in his heart, and he had dominated Yang Yan for so long, and there was still some pressure in his heart.
Five miles north of Tancheng, is the camp of the Qianjun army, Shihu headquarters 40,000 elite soldiers in the center, surrounded by Shi Zhan, Yuwen Department, Murong Department, Tuoba Department and Cao Wei Department, in each village, there are different numbers of Ding servants and women.
Although it was very late at night, except for the necessary vigilance troops, most of the soldiers were relegated into warm tents, and although Zhuhu grew up in the ice and snow and was naturally hardy, no one was willing to brave the cold wind when it was not necessary.
However, Ding was not so lucky, and was driven to prepare for the next day's battle, some urgently preparing siege equipment and trebuchets, some loading stone bullets, and repairing bows and armor, as well as various weapons.
More than 200,000 soldiers and women, the treatment can not be compared with the soldiers, each person is only given three to four liters of grain per day, barely half full, a little strength is quickly consumed in the labor, there is no extra strength to resist, only the Ding soldiers who are about to go into battle to assist the battle, such as pushing siege equipment, operating trebuchets, will eat an extra meal.
"Yu Bo, I heard that the offensive during the day is not good" A young craftsman with a trebuchet turned his head and asked, taking advantage of the lack of guards around.
"Hey, Huzi, you're asking the right person."
The old craftsman named Yu Bo was about forty years old, rubbing his hands excitedly and said: "From morning to night, it has not stopped, and it has climbed to the top of the city, as if the city gate is also broken, but the flute is blocked, and tens of thousands of casualties have been killed." “ "True Hatred" Huzi shook his fist sharply.
"Cut, what kind of hatred do you understand, when did that guy send troops to fight instead of killing tens of thousands of people, that is, he is a devil, he doesn't take human life as his life at all, you have to look at me, this Tancheng will have to fall sooner or later, hey, the more fierce the resistance, the more miserable the people in the city will be, it's better to fall early, at least you can live."
A thin man in his thirties pouted.
Huzi glared at the past: "Hu San, it's not as good as a dog, what's the point of living like this, I envy the soldiers and civilians in Tancheng, at least they can be happy if they die." “ Hu San sighed: "In this world, it's good to be alive, you can look over there." “ A group of craftsmen looked towards the camp tent in the distance, and from time to time groups of soldiers rushed into the camp, cursing and laughing, and the cry of a woman was faintly heard in the tent.
This is all a camp, life is more humiliating, more miserable, death for them, maybe a gift, relatively speaking, the craftsman is not bad, at least the people understand the importance of the craftsman, allow the craftsman to live humblely.
Huzi couldn't help clenching his fists, tears of resentment flowed from his eyes, his new wife, who had been married for less than three days, was there The innermost part of the Chinese army camp is Shi Hu's purple shirt battalion, Jin Yuehua sat alone in the tent, staring blankly at the flickering candle flame, motionless, his beautiful face was solidified like a sculpture.
But her heart is not calm, and scenes of the past flow in front of her.
The glory of being Empress Liu Cong, the miserable white face of her sister Jin Yueguang after committing suicide, the resentment when she learned that more than 10,000 mouths of the whole clan were punished by Liu Yao, and the humiliation when she was fortunate by Shi Hu These past events turned out to be very strange as if they happened yesterday, every detail was so clear, and the cries of those women were heard in her ears from time to time, Jin Yuehua couldn't help but sigh. is also a woman, of course she sympathizes with those poor women, but what can she do, she is no better, only because of the identity of the queen of the previous dynasty, she was remembered by Shi Hu, let alone persuasion, she didn't even dare to show a trace of sympathy.
Shi Hu didn't come tonight, but it made her feel relieved, at least she could spend the night quietly, and she suddenly thought that Zheng Cherry had followed Shi Hu into the gluttony, competing with herself for favor, and it was kind of indescribably funny.
Whoever is going to compete with that woman for favor The current Zheng Cherry should have become Yang Yanzhi's personal favorite For Yang Yan, Jin Yuehua was a little curious, what kind of person could make Shi Hu lose his troops and return defeated, and let Shi Hu lead hundreds of thousands of troops to attack south.
Jin Yuehua was pregnant last year, but she didn't want to give birth to a child for Shi Hu, so she secretly took medicine, beat the child, and lied to the outside world that she was sick, so she didn't go south with Shi Hu, otherwise she would have become a prisoner of that person like Zheng Cherry Yesterday's siege battle, Jin Yuehua heard about it, the damage was huge, it was not smooth, if Shi Hu was defeated again this time, he was captured by that person, would the situation be better Jin Yuehua is really afraid of Shi Hu, this person is moody, and only Zheng Cherry can figure out Shi Hu's thoughts, thinking of this, Jin Yuehua had to scold secretly, he is worthy of being a slut from a kabuki It's just that she doesn't know Yang Yan, what if she is more unbearable than Shi Hu, and Shi Hu is attacking with more than 100,000 troops, a temporary setback doesn't mean anything, is she thinking far Also, even if he is captured, will he fall into the hands of Yang Yan, a former queen mother of the Huns, who is also old, and has been played with by Shi Hu, will he think he is despicable and dirty "Hey" Jin Yuehua sighed faintly, her mind confused.
Unconsciously, the sky gradually brightened, and there was a noise of running outside, and after a while, there was a drum beating, and the soldiers roared, Jin Yuehua said secretly, and it began.
Today's siege, because Shi Zhan has just taken over the Shi He Department, he will not participate in it for the time being, and the rest are the original team of Ma Jia Murong Department.
Yuwen begged to be mindless, his tribe lost most of it yesterday, brought 5,000 people over, and there were less than 2,000 left, and he could only do auxiliary attacks today, Tuoba was a pure cavalry, and the country was named Zhao Guo's vassal country, in fact, it was not like that, he came and went around the city and shot a move, and did not take the initiative to attack, it can be seen that Shi Hu is still very jealous of the Tuoba clan, and it is not good to forcibly order him to climb the ladder to attack the city.
Although the Murong clan was attacked on both sides, but it was able to mix in the gap between Goguryeo and Qianzhao, and it was not an ordinary person, Shi Hu did not want to easily turn his face with it, Cao Wei looked at the not too tall city wall in front of him, and his heart was filled with sadness.
After this battle, whether it is won or lost, how many people are left: