The crossbow and the thousand-pound bow were all carried up to the city tower and shot hard.

After shooting one of them to death, the Huns escorted people to retreat beyond the range. Although they were far away, the screams could still blow along the north wind, intermittently, and the vague heart-wrenching screams were even more unbearable.

Some of the soft-hearted soldiers covered their ears and leaned against the city wall and cried.

At noon, two Hun soldiers came over on horseback, holding a net bag in their hands. When it was almost time, they waved their hands and started to roost. When it was fastest, they loosened their hands.

The net bag flew out of his hand and flew up the city tower.

After falling to the ground, the "thing" inside rolled out... The net pocket contained a head that was cooked beyond recognition.

Suddenly, a soldier vomited out!

Xining sat sideways in the big tent, listening quietly to Xun Liao's "report" that broke out with anger.

Xun Liao cursed and said that he was almost angry. If he didn't scold these cannibal Huns, he would have been frustrated and would have gone crazy. He didn't care about the death of leaving the city without authorization, and went out with a spear and fought with Hu Xiemaoduon!

When Xun Liao cursed and his mouth was dry, Xining finally spoke: "Are you thirsty? Take the dried tea, and it's just right to drink it without being lukewarm or hot. Tea is a good thing, and it can remove the heat!"

Xun Liao was speechless for a moment and brought a jar of tea, which was made of tea, not cooked.

"Thank you, the county lord!" He brought his hands over and drank it all in one gulp. The maid was very considerate and only filtered out the tea, without tea.

The tea tastes good, and the taste is sweet after bitter, so the county lord will enjoy it.

I told the matter and scolded me. What should I do next?

"I am determined to eat the meat of the barbarians in hunger, and laugh at the thirst and drink the blood of the Huns." Xining couldn't help but chant slowly.

This is Yue Fei's "Manjianghong". In the past, I always felt that it was too bloody. When I was hungry in war, I ate the enemy's flesh, and when I was thirsty, I drank the enemy's blood.

But now it seems that this was what the Huns asked for. Survival of the fittest, gold diggers, cowboys and Indians fought to the death, and they didn't seem to hear about eating human flesh. These Huns were too cruel and thought they were at the top of the food chain, and even the same kind could eat. However, they did not agree with these same kind, and they would say "two-legged sheep" in the future.

When Xun Liao heard the poem, his eyes suddenly lit up. Because he was naughty, he didn't study hard when he was young, he only liked to dance with guns and sticks, and was beaten by his father a lot. But after these two sentences, eating the meat of the Huns and drinking the blood of the Huns was very relieved! It seems that the county lord planned to deal with the Huns, and his blood was paid for his blood.

I heard the county lord say, "How many messengers are there at present?"

Xun Liao was stunned. Did he ask the messenger to curse him? The messenger and the Hun soldiers cursed him every day, but no one or two of them were killed.

Since I asked, I honestly said, "Eight people!"

Xining shook her head: "Not enough."

Eight people are not enough? Xun Liao explained: "Although there are few people, their voices are loud. When the eight people shout together, it is enough to spread to the enemy camp."

"So amazing?" Xining showed a Fujiang-like smile.

Xun Liao shivered. The county lord's smile now is beautiful, how can he be so cunning?

"Bang, bang, bang..." He shouted all over the street as he yelled: "Recruiting loud voices and outspoken voices. It is not required to be nice, as long as the words are clear and loud. Every half hour shift, give half a pound of meat and one pound of food! Bang, bang..."

I knew it was the county lord again, and this county lord always used strange tricks. Last time the Huns who could play the maqin for an hour every night could get these. Now the family should not live too well, and they had meat every day, steamed buns and noodles. The family ate it so greasy, and they could also get cotton coats, quilts, charcoal and wine!

Now all the loud voices have signed up. After all, the snow is still falling, so it seems that this battle will be fought. The Chinese New Year is about to be celebrated in one and a half months, so it is always good to prepare more surplus grain and meat.

If you choose it at the North City Gate, you will have to go on stage and shout as you say. The words are very simple, that is, "Dog Huns, I am your grandfather."

So the sentence on the stage was repeated and repeated, and whenever the throat was bright, it would cause a burst of laughter.

If you don't feel good when you meet a throat, everyone in the audience will laugh: "It's too light to hear it!"

In this way, he picked ten people in a hi-haha.

Xining was having supper, and Xun Liao came to report.

"Everyone with big arms and round waists, roared, the paper in the window was shaking. If no one in the audience had blocked his ears, he would never be selected..." Xun Liao finished speaking proudly, and then asked curiously and puzzledly: "What will the county lord plan to do next?"

"Well, the frozen mutton is indeed a bit old." Xining frowned slightly while eating the mutton pot: "Tell the chef, it's better to slice it into thin slices."

In order to show the joys and sorrows, she also ate frozen beef and mutton early. Today she wanted to eat mutton pieces, but she felt that the taste was much worse than that of the sheep sheep sheep killed alive.

"Yes, the county lord!" the maid next to him replied.

Xining put down the chopsticks, picked up a bamboo slip next to it, handed it to the maid, and asked the maid to transfer it to Xun Liao: "According to this, you can change the person immediately if you are tired. It would be better to shout from Zishi. After half an hour, you can play the majestic for half an hour. The reward of the zither master will be as paid as the original."

After saying that, I picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat. Even if the meat was not delicious, at least the soup could be drunk. The Huns are now eating frozen beef and mutton, and some even the meat of the war horses that died in battle will taste. Don’t be picky anymore. It is not easy to stutter in this era.

Xun Liao took the bamboo slips and looked at them briefly, and immediately burst into laughter: "The county lord is wise!"

When the bamboo slips were taken down the city tower, most of the recruits were illiterate, and some of the messengers were illiterate. They were only responsible for urging orders, and some were illiterate.

So I taught them one by one word and asked them to read one by one, just like a schoolchild going to school to memorize.

The sergeant reminded from time to time: "Recite it well, and recite it word by word, and then yell it out together. The county lord is generous, no matter the soldiers and civilians, as long as they go up to the city tower, they will be rewarded. If you don't seize this opportunity, the meat and food will be gone!"

That's half a pound of meat and one pound of food, which is enough for the whole family to eat for a day. You have to recite whatever you say!

They also fulfilled their responsibilities, even when they were having supper, they were carrying them. There was still time before midnight, so they let them take a nap in the military camp. They lay down without even sleeping, and were still carrying them.

It was midnight, and the sergeant came into the tent and woke these people up, each of whom gave him half a bowl of wine.
Chapter completed!