"Okay. OK!" Zhang Dujian waved his hand impatiently: "Anyway, I'll leave this matter to you. If you don't even handle this little thing well, don't come back to see me alive!"

"Duzheng, just look at it! If you can't even do this, we'll cut off our heads by ourselves." The gatekeeper reached out and slashed his neck: "It's windy outside, and Beizheng has prepared wine and food inside. Otherwise, you can go in first and wait, and there's a stare here."

Hearing his subordinates say this, Zhang Dujian felt that the wind was indeed not small on the city tower. He instinctively shrank his neck, nodded, and showed a smile on his face: "Then I'll leave it to you!"

Under the city tower, the prisoners had already driven down to the west gate by more than a hundred guards. Perhaps because they had been hungry for a few days, all of them had no strength and were slow to move, but there was no competition. There was two city gates in the west gate of Xiuzhou City. There was a urn city outside. The inside gate had been half open, but the outside gate was closed.

"Why is the city gate outside not open?" Zhong Zhe'an asked the soldiers beside the city gate with some fear?

"The city gate outside? It's a war now, how can it be opened at will?" the soldier replied, "If both gates are opened and the bandits attack, you can cooperate with the inside and outside, then will this Xiuzhou City be over?"

"With the inside and the outside?" Zhong Zhe'an smiled bitterly: "Mr. Jun, I have eaten a few bowls of porridge these days. I'm almost out of strength when walking. I'm still fighting?"

"Then I don't care. This is the general's military order. Do you know the military order?" The soldier replied with a glorious expression: "When you all go in, then open the door inside, and the door outside will open! Don't be too slow, go in!"

Zhong Zhe'an smiled bitterly and walked inside with the wall. Perhaps because of the earthworms and bones just now, he felt that he had more strength, but the feeling of hunger in his stomach became more obvious. He had just taken two steps, and a ray of sunlight shone on his face from outside. Zhong Zhe'an suddenly felt a black look in front of his eyes. His soles of his feet became soft, as if he was kneeling on the ground.

"Brother, what's wrong!"

Zhong Zhe'an felt that a big hand was holding his ribs. He turned around and saw a middle-aged man looking at him with concern. He smiled bitterly: "I laughed. I just shone on my face and felt dizzy and my feet became soft."

"Brother is so hungry. He is so weak that he can't stand it!" The middle-aged man sighed, carefully took out a cloth bag from his arms, opened it and saw a small piece of cooked cake inside, and he sent it to Zhong Zhe'an: "Come on, brother, eat it soon, let's cushion!"

"How can that be done!" Zhong Zhe'an hurriedly refused. He naturally knew the value of this small piece of cooked cake here. Obviously, the other party was also hungry and stayed for emergency response.

"What's wrong? We'll leave the city soon, and we can't get a bite?" The middle-aged man smiled and said, "If you don't want it, I'll give it to me when the time comes. Our family will agree to pay back ten cakes at that time!"

Looking at the other party's warm smile, Zhong Zhe'an's eyes became wet. He nodded, took the cake and stuffed it into his mouth. He almost didn't feel the existence of the cake. His tongue and teeth instinctively chewed it and swallowed it. After a while, Zhong Zhe'an felt some strength in himself, stood up, clasped his fists and said, "I don't thank you very much. I am a native of Qingyuan County. I dare to ask my elder brother Gao's name!"

"I am also from Qingyuan County, and my name is Zheng Yuanzhi!" The middle-aged man sighed and said, "It is really a blessing from the ancestors. After returning, I will stay with my wife and children. I will definitely not touch the matter of beheading me again!"

Zhong Zhe'an nodded with emotion. The two supported each other and walked into the wall city. At this time, many prisoners did not come in. They found a place against the wall to sit down, talking about farming in the countryside, and their hearts were full of longing for future life.

As time passed, more and more people came in, crowding the small urn city. Zhong Zhe'an and Zheng Yuanzhi had to lean closer together. They looked at the inner city gate impatiently. The half-open door had not closed yet, which meant that the prisoners had not yet fully entered, and naturally the gate of the urn city outside would not open either.

"Time flies so slowly, why is the door not closed yet?" Zhong Zhe'an said with a wry smile.

"Yes!" Zheng Yuanzhi nodded: "Isn't the person coming in yet?"

"Hey, Brother Zheng, we have so many people, so there are so few officers and soldiers, but why are we familiar with us?"

Zheng Yuanzhi scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "Brother, you asked the wrong person. If I knew that I was the custodian among the officers and soldiers, would I be the general manager?"

"Yes!" Zhong Zhe'an nodded. At this time, the city gate on the inner side finally slowly closed. The people in the urn city cheered, and their expectant eyes turned to the urn city gate on the outer side.

However, the city gate on the outside did not open as they expected, and people began to talk impatiently. Suddenly, a loud trumpet on the top of the city interrupted everyone's conversation. People raised their heads and looked up at the city tower, and saw a military officer standing under the banner, which was Zhang Dujian.

"Open the city gate! Why don't you open the city gate?"

I don’t know who shouted. At first, the sound was not loud, but soon more people made the same sound. The shouts of more than a thousand people gathered into a group, forming an invisible shock wave. The guards on the city tower looked at Zhang Dujian in a panic.

A cold smile appeared on Zhang Dujian's face. He waved his hand and ordered: "The archers come forward, there are all thieves below, so don't leave any one!"

The Manichaeus in Weng City were shocked to see rows of archers appearing on the city plate. The arrows in their hands reflected a cold and cold light in the sun. Now everything is understood. From the beginning, it is a trap, a trap that wants to kill everyone.

"You are traitorous, and you will be punished by God!"

"As soon as the army of Master Fang arrives, he will definitely tear you into pieces!"

All kinds of resentful curses spewed out from the mouths of these desperate people. Almost at the same time, raindrop-like arrows shot down from the city walls, penetrated into bodies and took life from the living**.

"Get down quickly!"

Before Zhong Zhe'an could fully realize what was going on, he was thrown to the ground by Zheng Yuanzhi beside him, and then he was pressed under his body. The other party's voice came from his ears: "Don't move around, live. If you can go out alive, my wife and children in my family will ask you. My family is at the entrance of Luoshan Village, Qingyuan County, and there is a big locust tree at the door of his house--"

As soon as he said this, Zheng Yuanzhi's voice suddenly paused. Zhong Zhe'an saw a painful expression on the other party's face in horror, and then his skin felt some warm and humid liquid.

"Brother Zheng, what's wrong with you?" Zhong Zhe'an stretched out his hand in panic to determine what was going on. Zheng Yuanzhi stopped him and said with difficulty: "Don't do this, I can't do it anymore. Remember what I said just now. My home is in Luoshan Village, Qingyuan County, at the door--" Speaking of this, Zheng Yuanzhi's head hung weakly, and his voice stopped abruptly. Zhong Zhe'an could clearly see two crossbow arrows inserted in the other party's vest!

In the camp outside the south gate, Zhou Pingzheng discussed matters with his subordinates, and suddenly there was a burst of crying and scolding from the outside.

"Sheer, go and see what's going on!" Zhou Ping frowned and threw the bamboo stick in his hand onto the map. Although he could not hear the specific content of the sound due to distance, the deep resentment contained in it still made him feel upset.

"Here!" Luo Sheer, who was the escort, responded and ran out quickly. After a while, he replied: "Report to the Lord, the captured Manichaeus!"

"Manichaeism?" Zhou Ping couldn't help but feel a sudden slap in his heart, and he couldn't help but recall the conversation he had in the prefecture yesterday.

"It was precisely because Zhang Jianyao sent these thieves into the urn and then shot thousands of arrows at the same time-" Luo Sheer said with a flash of grace, and it seemed that he was quite impressed by Zhang Jianyao's tricks.

"Enough!" A silence interrupted Luo Sheer's narration. The young man looked at the anger on Zhou Ping's face a little at a loss, not knowing what he said wrongly. Li Bao, who was beside him, hurried out to smooth things over when he saw this and said to Luo Sheer: "Sheer, you go down first, the custodian asks you to come in again!"

"Yes!" Luo Sheer responded quickly and retreated. Zhou Ping sighed: "Forget it, I just think that killing prisoners is not bad. These people are also innocent people in the court, but are just confused by the demons!"

"Zhou Jianguan, what you said is a little wrong!" The person who spoke was Chang Zongtian. His actual dispatch in this small reinforcement was Zhou Ping's deputy general, but his experience in joining the army was unmatched. Zhou Ping respected his opinions very much, so the two of them cooperated happily since they sent troops and spoke less scruples.

"Compared with all brothers, I have eaten military food for a few years. I will say a few rude words here. As the saying goes, "Loyalty does not control the soldiers, righteousness does not control the wealth!" Since we have been doing this business of licking blood from the blade, those big headscarfs have to throw them aside, and they have to kill them. In my opinion, Wang Ziwu is right to kill, not only to kill, but also to build those corpses into Jingguan to shock the courage of those Mani thieves. Next, we have to deal with tens of thousands of people! Who knows when reinforcements will arrive!"

After hearing Chang Zongtian's words, everyone except Zhou Ping nodded slightly, looking as if he was taken for granted.

"The custodian, where are you going?"

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Zhou Ping stood up and walked out of the tent, leaving only the generals looking at each other. Breathing the wet and cold air outside the tent, Zhou Ping's mood gradually calmed down. He once again felt the huge difference in the inner world between himself and his robes. Perhaps he could kill bandit leaders like Song Jiang without any guilt, because in a sense, Song Jiang, like himself, is an opportunist who is climbing upwards through this upcoming troubled world. Since he has participated in this dangerous game, he has to accept the logic of this game - defeat is death. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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