He just planned to open the city gate, so he would not die! When the Huns came to the army, they immediately shook, but their arms were still being held.

Xining walked up to General Zhang and asked with a smile: "General, please say something, so that the person who comes to bring the letter back and has a safe sleep tonight."

County Magistrate Zhou looked around and said carefully: "General, say it!"

General Zhang hesitated and asked tentatively: "If the city gate is opened, you will retreat five miles?"

The envoy immediately said, "I dare to swear to the gods that tomorrow morning, our army will immediately retreat five miles and wait for the general to leave before entering the city."

"Okay!" General Zhang finally plucked up the courage: "I will lead my troops to leave early tomorrow morning, and that's it."

"General, no!" Several officers and soldiers in the tent were immediately shocked.

A young general wearing armor bowed his fists and said, "The country cannot be given up. Secondly, if we leave, the people in the city will suffer disaster. Please think twice!"

"Please think twice, General!" Someone has already kneeled down.

County Magistrate Zhou remained silent and sat there with his head down. It was hard to say this, but he could not decide to mobilize the military horses for the fifth-rank general.

"I won't discuss this matter anymore, that's it!" General Zhang waved his arm, his words broke, and there was no room for discussion.

Suddenly, the county lord Changping, who was standing beside General Zhang, pulled out the dagger in his sleeve, and when his body and arms turned, a silver light flashed...

There was a silence in the tent, and everyone stared at General Zhang with their eyes.

The Huns came to envoy...

County Mayor Zhou...

Dead soldiers, maids, officers and soldiers...

General Zhang wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. Only blood bubbles emerged from his open mouth.

He lowered his head, and blood spurted out from his neck. He raised his fingers and subconsciously covered his neck, but his palms were full of warm and smooth... It was his own blood, the blood spurted out from the wound...

The county lord Changping, holding a blood-stained dagger in his hand, looked at him coldly and said in a harder tone than he had just said: "Fee without fighting, the general who abandoned the city will die!!!"

At this moment, his eyes began to blur... General Zhang's strong body tilted to the side, fell to the ground "thump" and never moved again. His eyes widened, but there was no light in his eyes.

He could not believe until his death. The seemingly weak county lord was so decisive and took action so quickly. He actually dared to take action himself and seize the lives of the fierce general on the battlefield.

The deceased soldiers' admiration for the county lord at this time was like the water of the Yellow River surging endlessly.

What is the sign of falling objects? No need to throw anything, the county lord can do it himself!

Moreover, the sword was swinging so quickly, and the long sleeves of the clothes floated up, which was extremely beautiful, and was stronger than those who were specifically killing people.

The Xiongnu envoy was also stunned, with swollen lips and staring at the general who was lying on the couch. A pool of blood flowing out of his neck was still spreading outside, dyeing the couch red.

Xining turned around and asked, "Who is the one who led the troops this time?"

Anyway, they are dead, so they raise their heads and look at the sky without answering.

"Say, tell me quickly!" The officers and soldiers in the tent are now in spirit. It's so satisfying. If it weren't for this foolish general, why would they have retreated step by step like a stray dog?

A dead man suggested: "Person, use torture."

"No!" Xining walked off the bed slowly, actually to avoid blood. She looked as usual: "He would say."

She smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Just tell me which army is outside the north and south city gates. Without a name, how did the county lord write to you, and I don't know who to negotiate with."

To make an enlightenment and give him the letter, that means he doesn't have to die, he still needs to send a letter.

He immediately said: "The north city gate is the eldest prince Hu Xie Maodun, and the south gate is the fourth prince Uveda."

Hehe, Uveda has indeed come here, but unfortunately he won’t let him collect the body for him this time!

Xining asked: "Then are you the messenger of the Great Prince, or Uveda's?"

Come and send an answer: "I was sent by the Fourth Prince."

Xining thought for a while: "County Magistrate Zhou, can you still hold the pen?"

County Magistrate Zhou is still shocked and came back to his senses after being asked: "You are okay, you can still write."

"Okay, please write some for me to the Fourth Prince!" Xining put the blood-stained little Husky into the scabbard: "Send it with this one."

Outside the south gate, five thousand people were stationed, and the obobao stood one by one in the wind and snow.

Uveda took the knife in the big tent, pulled it out and looked. The county lord Changping took the knife he gave to kill the city guard.

"This is the letter I handed over to the fourth prince by the Lord of Changping County." The messenger handed over a bamboo slip.

There are a few simple words on the simplified list: "If you hit me, I will hit you and have all friends."

When the county lord Changping said this, County lord Zhou held the pen and did not come back to his senses.

When Uweida saw the words, she burst into laughter. This county lord is really interesting.

Seeing the fourth prince laughing, his face mixed with Han blood, a bit of literary style, showed a handsome face that made the Huns feel unhappy and disdainful. The messenger didn't know what the fourth prince laughed at, was he laughing at the county lord overestimating his ability?

He had never seen the county lord killing when he was killing people. He had just blinked his eyes and had not seen clearly how he used his sword. A general wearing armor and fully armed fell in front of him.

Wu Wei reached the side, picked up the pen and wrote a few words under the bamboo slip: "Take this to the Lord of Changping."

What? You have to go back!

The messenger almost fainted, and then he escaped with his life, and even asked him to go back to deliver the letter. The county lord is so terrible. Woooooo, can you stop doing this? He wanted to take the sick and go back to his hometown, and he would freeze and starve to death and at least he still had hope of living, which would be better than going back.

General Zhang's body was placed directly on the south city gate, and several soldiers were behind the city gate, holding brick walls.

They followed the order to block the entire city gate, and even the Huns did not allow the Huns to enter.

This is an order issued by the Lord of Changping...

Xining looked around the tent with her eyes: "Who is the deputy general?"

A young general stepped forward to salute: "The last general Xunliao paid homage to the Lord of Changping!"

Xining turned to the sword rack, picked up the sword on the rack, and walked to General Xun: "The county lord ordered you to be the commander, lead the officers and soldiers, guard the city to the death, and wait for reinforcements!"

Xun Liao took the sword with both hands: "The last general takes the order, the city is in my place, I am in my place, I will destroy the city, and I will die, and I will sacrifice my life for my country, and I will never neglect it!"

"Okay!" Xining turned around and walked to General Zhang's body, looked up and looked down, "Let his body be placed in the south city gate, I'll let him see if this city can be guarded or not."

The city gate was blocked, so people behind him shouted, "You go and eat mutton soup noodles as soon as possible, it's still hot. The county lord will give you cotton coats and shoes later."

Several soldiers stuffed their hands, which were covered in frostbite and were already frozen purple, into their sleeves, and walked over with their heads and heads: "Is that good?"

"Yes, I have urged this winter stuff several times."
Chapter completed!