"... I am always in a state of gratitude, and I am traveling for a long time. Now I am traveling, and I am going to go through a light boat in the river... Reitz asked the door to be polite and care for me. I am so frugal and honest. How can I wait for Zhou..."

The light singing is ringing.

The fire brazier was burning in the room with doors and windows, warm but drowsy, without the feeling of day and night. The woman's body was squirming in the thick bedding, singing a long poem during the Tang Dynasty, "Sending the Young Girl", which was written by Wei Yingwu when she sent her eldest daughter to get married. The words were sad, and there were also suggestions and hopes for the future.

Her voice was gentle and a little longing, embellishing the room with a hint of pink softness. The man beside the woman was also lying there. His face was fierce, his head was messy, his eyes were full of sleep, and he seemed to have fallen asleep. The woman sang a song, climbed onto the man and kissed her gently. After singing this song, she closed her eyes and sang a moment of peace, and then sang another poem on her own.

"The Han family is in the northeast, and the Han generals resigned and destroyed the thief... The man was originally respectful and rampant, and the emperor gave him a lot of color..."

This is Gao Shi's Yuefu poem in the Tang Dynasty, called "Yan Ge Xing". Although there is a generous sentence like "Men are respectful and rampant" that has been passed down through the ages, the tone of the whole poem is tragic, telling the cruelty of war. The woman sang softly and hums very slowly. The man she attached to listened quietly, and opened her eyes and was red.

The man is named Wang Shitong, who is now commanding the hungry ghost army, traversing half of the Central Plains, and even forcibly forcing the Jurchen Tiefutu to dare to leave Bianliang. The woman is named Gao Qianyue, who was originally the daughter of a family of officials in Langya, with outstanding poetry and books and extraordinary talent. Last year, the hungry ghosts came, and the entire territory of Langya was burned. Gao Qianyue and her family fell into this catastrophe. The fiancé, who was originally a general in the army, died first, and then her parents died. Because she was beautiful, she survived by chance. Later, she was sent to Wang Shitong.

In the end of the ninth year of Jianshuo to the beginning of the tenth month, wherever the hungry ghosts went, there was a real hell. Gao Qianyue was living a good life with Wang Shitong. The nightmare of her family being eaten and the fear of hunger took away all the temper of the lady on her. For Wang Shitong, Gao Qianyue, who was still waiting to marry her daughter half a year ago, learned all the charm of flattery. In the end, the hungry ghost came to stay outside Xuzhou City.

It was already deep and heavy snow in winter, and more than one million hungry ghosts gathered in this area. Throughout the winter, they finished eating everything they could eat, and the food was everywhere. Gao Qianyue and Wang Shitong spent several months together in this room, without going out to see it, she could imagine what kind of scene it was. Compared with the outside world, this place was almost an outdoor paradise.

She pleased the man with her singing, but the meaning of this song was not good. After singing it, she seemed to be afraid that the other party would be angry. Gao Qianyue's singing slowly stopped and gradually became nothing. Wang Shitong closed her eyes and waited for a while, then opened her eyes again, looked at the darkness on the roof, and spoke in a low voice.

"Don't you see... the pain of killing the battlefield and fighting, I still remember General Li... Hum..."

The last sound was not sure whether it was a feeling or a sarcasm. At this time, a knock on the door came from outside: "Ghost King, the guest has arrived."

With his eyes gathered, Wang Shitong's anger suddenly gathered. He pushed the woman away, got up and put on a big robe with all kinds of furs, and picked up a mace with blood stains.

"You're here, don't go out." He finally said to Gao Qianyue and left the room.

For several months, he would say this every time he went out, and Gao Qianyue never left the room. After Wang Shitong left, she wrapped her body in bedding and quietly retreated to the corner of the room.

It's night outside.

The spots of fire extend from this courtyard, forming a large chaotic settlement of people that are invisible. Once more than one million, but now hundreds of thousands of hungry ghosts gather, the order is primitive and deformed. Even if you look out in the night, the low sheds, the vague firelight, the breath emitted by dead people and unknown meat, and even the strange and shrill shouts in the night sky, are all chilling.

Wang Shitong followed the refugee leader named Tu Jifang through a muddy road with a little snow mark and came to the big room not far away. This place was originally a ancestral hall in the village, but now it has become Wang Shitong's military affairs lobby. The two entered through the guarded gate. A man in tattered clothes and similar to the refugee stood up in the lobby. After Tu Jifang closed the door, he took off his face and bowed his hand.

"Li Zheng from Liaodong, I have met the Ghost King."

Wang Shitong did not return the gift. He stared at the eyes that were red because of the blood, walked forward, and went to Li Zheng, staring at him. After a while, Li Zheng was slightly uncomfortable, he turned around and left, walked to the seat in front of him and sat down. Tu Jifang wanted to speak, but Wang Shitong raised his hand: "You go out."

"Ghost King, Jurchen side, this time I'm very sincere..."

Wang Shitong didn't say anything, but his eyes turned, and the fierce aura had already been engulfed on Tu Jifang. Tu Jifang hurriedly retreated and left the room. There was not much human favor in the hungry ghost system. Wang Shitong was moody and had been killing Yan Hong, his closest brother next to him last year, and he had no reason to kill people at any time. Even though Tu Jifang had tens of thousands of forces under him, he did not dare to make rash at will at this time.

After the door was closed, Wang Shitong lowered his hands and stared at the open space in the room, as if he was stunned for a moment, then he looked at Li Zheng, and asked in a hoarse voice: "That bastard Zongfu...what did you send?"

Li Zheng's brows frowned slightly.

But when Wang Shixian said that she had not finished her words, she smiled: "...Give me food?"

...

In Xuzhou City, four people finished speaking in the small room.

The four figures were divided into two sides, one on one and three on the other side. The members were obviously short and thin, but they were all wearing the uniforms of the Chinese army and had a spirit in it.

The four of them stood up and saluted each other. The man who seemed to be the chief was about to speak. There was a knock on the door outside the door. The chief went out and opened a crack in the door. After taking a look, he opened the door.

The one who appeared outside the door was Liu Chengzong, the highest general of the Chinese Army of the Xuzhou Expeditionary Force. He came in from outside and looked at the three thin soldiers. After saluting, he whispered: "What should I give me is all the instructions?" There was a smile on his face.

"It's over." The chief replied.

"Everyone knows what is going on outside, and it's a life of death." Liu Chengzong said, "If you don't want to go, just tell me it now. If you are unwilling to do this kind of thing, you can't do it well."

The three thin men were erect and raised their heads. Liu Chengzong nodded and smiled, picked up a few bowls on the table, and poured boiled water on it.

"I'm going out and can't drink alcohol, so I can only use water instead... Let's have a glass of triumphant after I come back alive."

He and the three picked up the bowls, clinked their glasses, and then gave a few more instructions to everyone before leaving. In the night, the three short and thin Chinese soldiers changed into the clothes of refugees who had already prepared, dressed up, and then took a carriage to the side of the city wall.

Since the end of last year, Liu Chengzong led 8,000 Chinese troops to Xuzhou City. Wang Shitong, who learned the news, also pulled the main force of hungry ghosts to fight against the side. Xuzhou City was strong and thick. When Li Anmao announced his rebellion against Qi and the Jin Dynasty, the army he won and the expanded team later had more than 50,000. Even if there were millions of hungry ghosts, it would be impossible to attack Xuzhou. However, if they were surrounded by hungry ghosts, they would not have the initiative on the battlefield when the Jurchens arrived.

In response to this situation, Liu Chengzong selected some Chinese soldiers from the army who had the foundation of propaganda and incitement and could get involved in the hungry ghost group, and put them out of the city one by one, guiding the hungry ghosts outside the city to abandon Xuzhou and instead attack the Jurchen East Route Army who had never defended the city.

Facts have proved that refugees who were troubled by hunger and cold were easily incited. Since the end of last year, batches of refugees have been guided to the direction of the Jurchen army, causing a lot of trouble to the main force and logistics of the Jurchen army. Some of the millions of hungry ghosts who were guided to Xuzhou were incited to leave here. Of course, now, they have died in the heavy snow.

One winter, more than three months, the hunger and coldness in the heavy snow outside Xuzhou City was hard to describe. In an environment where people feed on each other, even the inciteers of the Chinese army may face the crisis of starvation. Moreover, in the heavy snow, millions of people froze to death, starve to death, or the atmosphere of attacking the Jurchen troops and being killed was simply unbearable.

Countless people die any day, and in an environment where life and death are only a slight gap, everyone's life is like a tiny dust, or an epic. People, millions of people, are starved to death and almost cannot be saved. But even if they cannot be saved and are incited to die efficiently by themselves, it is an unspeakable feeling. Even if there are warriors who have experienced three years of bloody battle in Xiao Canghe, they will suffer great spiritual torture in this environment.

But such things must be done after all. Spring is coming, and if the problem of hungry ghosts is not solved, the situation in Xuzhou may be even more difficult in the future. That night, three people were quietly put down on the city wall in the night. At this time, there was also a figure in the shed where refugees gathered on the other side of the city wall, quietly moving forward.

Fearing that the Chinese army would defeat the core of the hungry ghost army with an assault, Wang Shitong's central command was several miles away, but even under the city of Xuzhou, there were many refugees gathering - they didn't care that the army would come out. The figure sneaked into a dark place, looked around for a moment, quietly pulled up the bow and arrow, and shot the arrow wrapped around the information towards a city with several torches.

After the information was transmitted, the man quietly turned around and entered the private camp. However, shortly after, a noise started to ring with him as the center.

...

"... Today, the Wu Dynasty is unjust, and people are lost. The so-called Chinese army seeking fame and reputation, only wanting power in the world, regardless of the people. The Ghost King understands, if it weren't for Ning Yi killing the Wu Dynasty, how could the Dajin get the opportunity to break through the city of Bianliang and obtain the entire Central Plains... Most of the people in the southern world only know how to intrigue and fight, and the fate of the Dajin is... I know that the Ghost King is unwilling to listen to this, but just imagine that the Jurchens have won the world, and never did the Wu Dynasty, the many dirty and mediocre things in China, and the places that were captured on the battlefield are at least in the north of ours, and there is nothing to say."

In the room, a Han man named Li Zheng from Liaodong was facing Wang Shitong and making a generous speech.

"... However, there are also respectable people among the southerners. I admire such heroes as the Ghost King... The Ghost King knows that in this winter, our General Zongfu and Prince Zongbi often talk about you. Although the luck is not good, among the southerners, you are the only one among the southerners. Although your attitude is violent, you are the one who cannot bear the things that the court and many adults cannot bear, you are carrying them!"

"... The northern part is famine, the Ghost King, you have no choice, so you took everyone south. I heard that when you were in Zezhou, you also saw the so-called Chinese army. They were called benevolent and righteous. You wanted to entrust the crowd to them, but the Chinese army, who claimed benevolent and righteous, would not recognize these Chinese people at this time, and you could only continue to carry them on your back... No one could stop you from going south this way. Even if millions of people die in this winter, only the Ghost King, you still survive hundreds of thousands of people. Why? Ghost King, you protect them. No matter what the situation is, General Zongfu said, you are a respectable person and you are fighting for the people."

"If it hadn't been broken today, Ghost King, you wouldn't have reached today, and there would definitely be a wider path to go."

Li Zheng gave Wang Shitong a thumbs up, paused for a moment, and pointed his finger towards Xuzhou: "Now the Chinese army is in Xuzhou City, Ghost King, I know you want to kill them, and General Zongfu has the same idea. The Jurchens went south, and there was no room for this time. Ghost King, even if you took these hundreds of thousands of people to Jiangnan, I wish I could not like it, General Zongfu would not like you, General Zongfu would not want to start a war with you... As long as you give up the road to Xuzhou City, go west, and go to your ten cities, you are in the Great Jin Dynasty's Marquis and Prime Minister, and they will survive."

Wang Shitong looked at him and after a while: "Zong Fu... are you afraid of fighting with me? We are almost dead."

"The Ghost King Mingjian, the Jurchens have never been afraid of anyone in wars over the years. But, one is that they don't want to fight an indifferent battle, and two is that they admire you as a Ghost King, and three... The world needs to change, and the luck is enough. These people are also people of the Jin Kingdom. If they can survive, the general hopes that they can avoid unnecessary casualties. The Ghost King, you just need to calm down and think about it. This is the best..."

Li Zheng said, and was about to continue talking. Suddenly, a noise came from outside. After a while, Tu Jifang brought some people to knock on the door: "Ghost King! Ghost King! Grab! Grab!"

"What did you catch!" Wang Shitong shouted violently.

"Huaxia Army..." Tu Jifang said, and then he pushed the door open.

Wang Shitong suddenly stood up. As soon as Tu Jifang entered the door, several confidants behind him pressed a figure in. The man was dressed in rags and dirty clothes, and was covered in skin and bones. He was probably beaten up just now, with a lot of blood on his face, his hands were tied behind him, and his two front teeth had been knocked off, which was very miserable.

Tu Jiefang closed the door, looked at Li Zheng, then Wang Shitong, and whispered: "It's my man, the Ghost King, we finally discovered that it was these grandsons who were circulating messages among their brothers, saying that they could not defeat Xuzhou. The only one who was the one who went to the Jurchens to grab military rations. Someone saw him sending messages to Xuzhou City with his own eyes, haha..."

Wang Shitong hated the Chinese army to the core, and the hungry ghosts had known for a long time. Since last winter, some people have been incited to go to the Jurchens in batches, either dying on the road or under swords. The hungry ghosts were noticed inside, but there were originally a mob below, and they never caught a conclusive spy. This time, Tu Jifang was extremely excited and quickly pulled him over.

Wang Shitong looked at Li Zheng, then turned back and landed on the spy of the Chinese military. After a moment of laughter, he said: "You, how long have you been in a hungry ghost? Are you not afraid of being eaten by life?"

The Chinese spy was dragged by someone and was still gasping for breath. He didn't say anything. Tu Jifang punched him in the chest: "Mom, speak!" The Chinese spy coughed twice and looked up at Wang Shitong - he was almost caught at the scene. The other party actually followed him and found him for a long time. It was difficult to argue. At this time, he laughed: "Eat people... Haha, you are just eating people?"

He lowered his head, spit out blood, and said, "Do you know, do you know there is someone named Wang Shanyue..."

"Um?"

"He is... he is the grandson of Wang Qisong of Wu Dynasty. The Liao people came over before the Black Water Alliance. The whole Wang family went to the battlefield. After death, Wang Shanyue was left. His family was all women. He was weak since childhood and his family was bullied, but he was the only man. In order to protect his family, do you know what he did..." The spy raised his blood-stained face, "He eats people. He swallows people alive. If the enemy is afraid of him, he can protect his family..."

"Haha, eat people... Why do you eat people? Who do you want to protect? What a glorious thing? Are people delicious? The Ghost King, people don't look like humans and ghosts, don't look like ghosts... Do you know, Wang Shanyue, who eats people, has guarded Daming Mansion with his troops. From last year to now, Wanyan Zongfu and Wanyan Zongbi and 300,000 people cannot defeat him... Who is the mess next to him? From the north? Ghost King, you sell your butt to them? Hehehehe..."

"Your fucking black flags are broken, I will brais you today!"

Hearing that the spy's mouth became more and more distorted, Tu Jifang suddenly drew his sword and pressed towards the other party's neck. The spy was covered in blood, and smiled on his face, and hit the tip of the knife. Tu Jifang hurriedly retreated the blade, and Wang Shitong shouted: "Stop!" The two Tu Jifang's confidants who grabbed the spy also pulled the person back with force. The spy bumped again, and with a clang, he had already pulled out the dagger on one of his confidants just now. At this moment, the thin figure bumped a few times and pulled the rope in his hand. A confidant next to him slashed his neck with a knife. He held a short dagger in his hand and pounced towards Li Zheng on the other side like a tiger!

"die--"

"ah--"

The spy rushed towards Li Zheng, and Tu Jifang slashed over with a knife. As one of the leaders of hungry ghosts, he had his own food every day and his power was already great. The spy just gathered all his strength to attack. A sword flashed in the air. The spy's body rolled towards the corner of the room, and was slashed hard on his chest, and blood flowed. But he immediately stood up, as if he was still fighting. Tu Jifang yelled: "I want to eat you."

Wang Shitong's eyes were also full of blood and rushed towards the spy. When the distance was slightly closer, Wang Shitong saw a complicated look flashing in the eyes of the Chinese military spy with blood on his face - that look he had seen countless times in the past six months. It was a look of fear and attachment.

"Miscellaneous."

The spy spitted out this word, and with a wave of the dagger, he cut off his neck. This was the most neat move that Wang Shitong had ever seen. His body stood like that, and blood suddenly spurted out, storming Wang Shitong's head and face.

Everyone in the room was stunned.

When the body fell down, Wang Shitong wiped his face with his hands, his hands full of scarlet colors. Tu Jiefang walked over and said, "Ghost King, you are right. The Chinese army is not a good thing. In winter, they came here to make trouble and got rid of many people. But we are not good at siege in Xuzhou, maybe we can..."

The sound of the wind roared up! Wang Shitong grabbed the mace and suddenly turned around and waved it. There was a muffled sound of gold and iron fighting in the room. Tu Jifang, who was wearing thin armor, was beaten out with a stick, smashing the desk on the other side of the room. The wooden board and the ornaments on the table were flying. Tu Jifang's body rolled on the ground, and then struggled for a while, as if he was about to get up, and he had already spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Wang Shitong waved his stick and smashed it down with a bang.

"You--"

Bang!

"Eat in the middle-"

Bang!

"Baowai--"

Bang!

“——thing!!!”

Bang!

Tu Jifang's body was deformed and the ground was covered with blood. Wang Shitong gasped heavily, then reached out to wipe his mouth and nose, and looked at Li Zheng on the side of the room with bloody eyes.

"Come on! Drag him out for me... and eat."

The person outside the room came in and walked towards Li Zheng. Li Zheng's face was already scared: "You... Ghost King, you are like this, you will not have a good ending like this. Think twice before you act. General Zongfu will not give up, you..."

"Haha, Zong Fu... let him come! This world... is made like this by you golden dogs... I'm not afraid of him! I'm not afraid of those who wear shoes! He's afraid of me - I ate him, I ate him... Hahaha..."

Li Zheng was dragged down while shouting, and Wang Shitong laughed. He looked at the dead Chinese military spy on the ground on the other side. He looked at it and laughed twice. He was stunned for a while in the middle before calling him.

"And this... I have nothing to eat, hang him in front of Xuzhou City! Hahaha, hang it out, everyone from the Black Flag Army, haha--"

He was covered in blood, and he smiled nervously for a while, and went to take a shower. Shortly after returning to the room where Gao Qianyue was, someone came to report that Li Zheng was arrested and injured, and then ran away. Wang Shitong said "Oh" and turned back to hug the woman's body.

The next day, people saw the hanging corpse at the top of Xuzhou city.

"It's time to fight..."

Luo Ye looked at the city, and murderous aura flashed in his eyes...89
Chapter completed!