The next day, the Huns were all wearing dark circles, and their spirits were much worse, and they were weak when they cursed.

So the Huns came over to curse and waited for the sound of the horse zither and tear-jerking at night. They didn't play much, but it started at midnight and ended at ugly times, and it would take an hour. Sometimes it was early, but it would never be late, so it was very public.

But at this moment, the Hun soldiers burst into tears and couldn't sleep well all night.

The Huns who played the Maqin leisurely walked down from the city tower. At this time, his steps were extremely relaxed, and he was not as frightened as the first day. Although there was still injuries on the corner of his mouth, his fingers were good, which did not affect his playing the violin.

The soldier on the night shouted at him: "Is it finished?"

"Yes, I'll play another song tomorrow, so I can't let you get tired of listening to it." He replied with a smile.

The soldier also smiled and said, "Go and get the meat quickly. The general said, I have left you the best lamb leg meat. You are so comfortable. I have to watch for two hours. You only need to play the violin for one hour, and you will earn much more than me."

He then said, "It's also temporary. How many days can I play? If you have time that day, I will teach you how to play the violin."

Xiaobing responded: "Then the relationship is good, hurry up and get the meat. When you go back, your wife and children will be warm on the kang. I will be envious if you think about it!"

The violin walked to the kitchen, where a piece of meat and a small bag of noodles had been left on the chopping board, just like the two days ago. He did not dare to disturb the sleeping person, so he left with the meat and noodles.

When he got home, the door panel had long disappeared. At that time, he was charged and used as a shield on the city tower. He quickly handed over it, just asking for the door panel, not his life.

A broken straw mat was hanging at the door, and he walked in with a cold air and a few snowflakes.

He placed the frozen hard meat and noodles on the stove, rubbed his hands, warmed it up, and walked in.

The wife and children were already lying down. When the wife heard the sound, she sat up and called out his name.

"It's me!" His voice calmed down his wife.

I walked to the bed and took off my shoes. It was cold and there was no charcoal fire at home, so I only had two quilts and only slept in my clothes.

After lying down, the cold air on his body made his wife tremble all over: "It's so cold, wait for the warmth to come over, don't freeze the boar."

For his son, he slept a little: "Today I have meat and noodles. I will go tomorrow and say I need some charcoal and cotton to make a cotton coat for you and your son."

When the wife heard this, she sighed: "Even if there is no charcoal, if there is no cotton, the cotton coat and quilt are all made, I can change it. I will get you a cotton coat first and sit on the vent of the city tower. This may be a matter of uncertainty."

The cotton coat on his body was already sent to him, and the violin immediately said, "No need. When I go up, I will lend me a cotton cloak, which is very warm. The cold air on my body was brought with me when I came back. Don't worry, I thought I was doomed this time, and I wouldn't have a good life if you follow me. I thought I'm done, but I didn't expect to give me such a good job."

"Who said there is no good life?" The wife immediately retorted: "Now we mother and son have meat every day, and we can eat mutton soup noodles. I don't know how many people are envious of."

Indeed, the city has been surrounded for a month and a half, and some people keep surplus grain until spring. But some people are doing business and can buy it at any time, so the surplus grain is not enough to reach spring. Today, some people come here to buy meat, but they plan to grab it if they can't.

The wounds on the corners of the mouth and face were beaten at that time.

As a result, the soldiers who were patrolling the city saw it, took the meat off and returned it to him. They also warned him not to disturb him. They were guilty of robbing things, so those who had no food would go to the army. Otherwise, no one would play the maqin and would drive the criminals outside the city to attack the Huns.

For the first time, he felt his importance, as if he was accepted and valued. So he played the piano tonight very hard and would work harder in the future. It would be better to play for a few more days so that this winter can get through.

His body was already warm and he was almost silent. He reached out to his wife and gently touched his son who was sleeping in the middle with his other hand, feeling an indescribable sense of stability in his heart. In fact, it is better not to fight, even if there is no meat to eat, as long as he can make a full meal, it is the same as before, as long as the family is peaceful and peaceful.

During the day, the Huns came to curse, and in the middle of the night, the sound of horse zithers on the city tower sounded. There was no one who left the class. It was also considered a unique scenery of this city. Ningwu was fighting in the death of Yanmen, so where was there a literary fight here?

The King of Han sat in the court, and the civil and military officials below began to report.

Today's events are the same as the previous two days, and are related to military information.

"Report to Your Majesty, Ning Wu's food and grass are not good enough. If he doesn't transport it over, he will soon be out of food."

"Your Majesty said that it was not intentional by the food delivery officer. It was because the road was blocked with heavy snow on the road. You could only travel less than fifty miles a day."

"Even if it's heavy snow, I have to find a way. Could it be that the soldiers are hungry to fight?"

"Your Majesty, Yanmen has suffered heavy casualties. You must send another army, otherwise it will be difficult to maintain. If the city is broken, there will be a flat horse behind it, and it will only take three days to invade the capital."

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty..."

The King of Han had one head and two big ones. He had not had a good sleep for several days. When he closed his eyes, he dreamed that the Huns had entered the capital. His blurry faces were grim and he held up a Hu sword and slashed at him.

I had to go to court early in the morning, but I heard these court officials making noise, either asking for troops or food and grass.

Why do Linyi County want nothing? By the way, Linyi County!

The King of Han cleared his throat, which made the courtiers below who were blushing with red faces stopped, and stood there with his hands holding the jade board in his hands.

The King of Han asked: "Is there any news about the county lord of Linyi County, the county lord?"

A courtier saluted: "No news yet."

The city was surrounded and the messenger was difficult to enter and exit, so it was all up to pigeons. It was snowing outside. The pigeons were flying outside, and only three of them were five back, which was considered good.

"Report~" There was a scream outside.

A person who is in charge of reporting the news ran in from outside. During the war, any little news could change the situation of the war, and he would come to report it immediately.

After running in, the sound of the always loud voice was filled with joy: "Linyi County won a great victory. He defeated the Huns several times, wiped out 2,500 enemy troops, and injured more than 3,000. The enemy retreated and did not dare to move forward again, and was in a stalemate."

Very happy! Even if the emperor is so majestic, the King of Han couldn't help but slap the table, be happy and shouted loudly: "Okay!"

After looking at each other, the ministers stood up and shouted, "Your Majesty is very happy, congratulations to you."

"What are you so happy?" The King of Han looked at the court officials and suddenly became angry, and his face was not sleeping well turned into anger: "What happened to Yanmen and Wuning? Could it be that the lonely court officials are better than a county princess who are kept in the deep boudoir?"
Chapter completed!