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Chapter 238 Picking Up

Liaoxi, Lulongsai

A large number of tents are spread out on the land outside Lulong Fortress.

In the camp, the excrement of horses, sheep and people was piled up everywhere, making the ground wet and soft.

The strong stench of livestock and human stench were wrapped together, and even the wind could not dissipate them.

The barbarians in the camp gathered together in twos and threes without any order.

A few days ago, they could still juggle restlessly on horses, sing and drink, and talk loudly, imagining how rich Lulong must be since it has not been plundered for many years.

However, at this time, their shoulders were hunched, and their expressions were as panicked as frightened birds.

When Mu Duo, the young commander of Wuhuan, walked out of the camp, he saw these tribesmen trembling like lambs.

Before, Mudo would have whipped him and reprimanded him.

But now he just gathered up the burnt robe on his body, lowered his head, and walked forward.

The soles of my feet were four fingers thick of stinky mud, and my boots dug in deeply when I stepped on them, making them soft and slippery.

Mudo was like a boot stuck in the mud, suffocated by the stench.

Along the road there were many people who were mourning like Mudo, and they were all leaders of various tribes.

The group of people walked towards the largest tent in the middle of the camp.

The big tent was made of felt, with erected logs as supports. It looked crooked like a rotten gray mushroom.

Before I even got to the tent, I heard a loud argument coming from inside.

"Tandun Chanyu, we all responded to your call and gathered the young tribesmen to go south. You once said that there is food, gold and silver, and a slave population here!"

At this point, the voice in the camp paused and became choked with sobs: "But you never said that there is still that monster-like city wall here, and there are sharp arrows denser than the heavy rain outside the wall."

"None of the men in the tribe who can ride a strong horse and shoot a strong bow can even cross those iron-thorned rivers and touch Lulong's wall bricks, just..."

Hu Shuai couldn't say any more.

Mudo sighed and walked into the tent.

There were many people gathered in the tent, and Tadun was sitting at the top with a gloomy look on his face.

Mudo found a seat covered with sheepskin and sat down.

The air seemed to have condensed, and everyone fell into silence.

After a long while, Tadun raised his head and said, "Who else has something to say?"

Tadun was tall and strong, with deep eyebrows and a towering aquiline nose, which made him look very sinister. Every Hu commander looked over him and avoided looking at him.

"In the past ten years, the weather outside the Great Wall has become more and more bitter and cold. Last year, there was another snowstorm, which froze many cattle and sheep to death." Tadun said slowly.

"Every day I wake up, people are freezing to death and starving to death because they don't have enough food."

After hearing this, many people in the tent lowered their heads.

"Those who froze to death, those who starved to death, those who died of illness... Even I lost three sons in a row last year."

"I personally wrapped the frozen child in sheepskin and threw it away." Tadun's breathing became heavier, and his speaking speed also increased.

"It was like last year, and it will be worse this year. Now there are snow particles floating in the sky, and the grass blades on the ground have begun to frost."

"If we can't get food, more people will die this year. We have no retreat."

Tadun got excited and stood up suddenly: "Yuan Gong once promised that as long as we capture Lulongsai, cooperate with Xian Yuyin, and Su Puyan captures western Liaoning, he will allocate western Liaoning and the entire Youbeiping to us for grazing cattle and sheep.

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"We can recuperate here and no longer have to wander in the wilderness."

Tadun's sensationalism and persuasion obviously worked.

Especially when talking about Liaoxi and Youbei, the seriousness of the people in the tent flashed with a green light like hungry wolves.

"Go! Call craftsmen to make siege equipment. Life is not easy for the Han people. Their arrows and kerosene cannot be unlimited."

Tadu sat down with a confident face and said: "Besides, we will receive good news from Lulong's rear very soon."

Gongsun Yan's strict wartime control system kept the order firmly in the palm of his hand.

All news channels to the north were cut off, and Tadun had no idea that Liu, Gongsun Jing and others had reunited in the underworld to drink soup.

General Zhang He and military supervisor Wen Fu even surrendered decisively.

Tadun was still holding the pie that Yuan Shao and Gongsun Jing had drawn for him, and was trying his best to persuade the tribesmen to rush towards the hedgehog-like Lu Longsai.

His confidence infected many hesitant people.

As he said, if they return empty-handed when they go south this time, a longer and more difficult winter will be waiting for them.

These people are like red-eyed gamblers. They know clearly that they are giving up their advantage and doing stupid things, but they still try to convince themselves that they can make up their money if they win.

With this mentality, Hu Shuai in the tent dispersed one after another.

Mudo also left with the crowd.

After exiting the smelly tent, he took a deep breath.

Unlike other fools who deceive themselves, Mudo went into battle himself and experienced the rain of arrows shot by Luronce.

Those arrows are like endless locusts, and like endless heavy rain.

Mu Doo had never seen so many arrows in his entire life.

Feeling frightened and disappointed, Mudo led a horse and ran for about two miles through the messy pigsty-like camp, and finally stood alone on a hillside.

Looking out over Luronce.

The city gate is like a gray mountain range, extending beyond the horizon.

Mu Duo couldn't understand why the Han people were so extravagant to use precious white stones to build such a seamless city gate.

I can't figure out how they did it.

On the white wall, there are circles of iron thorns, shining like silver under the sunlight.

Privately, some people have already used Silver City to refer to Lulongsai.

But Mudo knew that when scratched on the body, those beautiful spikes could penetrate the fur and take out a large piece of flesh.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his arm.

From his position, he could already see the battlefield left yesterday.

Countless corpses lay densely packed among the thorns and iron thorns. Next to them lay a siege machine, covered with scorch marks.

The blood soaked the ground and flowed along the ravines, forming some small bloody streams.

And the ground...

Mu Duo once saw the rice seedlings in the fields of the Han people.

The arrows stuck in front of me were like seedlings stuck in the ground, and they were even more densely packed to the point of terrifying.

"It's so rich." Mudo smacked his lips and said to himself, "They are all fine iron arrowheads, all money...all...money..."

He slowed down and urged his horse forward.

Then he dismounted and picked up an arrow in his hand.

The shaft of this arrow was broken, but the arrowhead was intact.

Fifty kilograms of fine iron outside the Great Wall was exchanged for a sheep...

Thinking about Mudo, he picked up another one...

A door that no one else had thought of opened in front of him.

It made him dizzy.

He was like a little girl picking mushrooms, bending down to work, and soon her arms were full.

"What did you pick up?" someone next to me asked in unskilled Wuhuan.

"Pick up the money!" Mudo was happy and replied without raising his head.

"Do you think you just pick things up when others don't clean up the battlefield?" A voice cursed in Chinese and slapped Mudo on the back of the head.

Mudo then raised his head.

Several men on horses surrounded him, their tall shadows even blocking the light.

The arrow clattered and fell all over the ground.

Came back secretly... To be honest, I don't dare to comment now.

A few words of quibble with myself, the city has been closed down twice since October, and I am really exhausted!

I just wanted to lie down and write without any intention of typing. After the update, I was so shameless and happy (?ˉ??ˉ??).


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