THE UNRIVALED MIRACLE DOCTOR AND THE GOD
Chapter 139: Mu Qingge No Sia-Sia [1]
Yicheng, the northwestern edge of the State of Qin.
This is a dead city in the crack. It was the neighbor Tu Guo, who had been violent with Qin for generations, and on the right was the fierce Qinling. At night, you could hear the roar of the ferocious beasts in the Qinling Mountains.
Tu Guo and the Qinling Mountains flanking Yicheng. The Mu troops stationed here must not only pay attention to the changes that exist in the Qinling Mountains, but also always pay attention to the changes in Tu Guo.
Such military power turned into a barren land due to Qin Huang's suspicions.
There is no one here, most of them exiled with sin, serving as military slaves in your army.
In Yicheng, all living resources depend on the continuous delivery of living materials from the Luodumu House. Such a place was the territory of the Mu family.
When Mu Qingge knew that her territory was a ghost place for the first time, she really wanted to pat the head of emperor Lao'er and ask: "Emperor of whores, why are you ashamed?"
It was also thanks to Mu Xiong being tolerable, so he could endure it for over ten or twenty years.
The people have a territory, and they all erode the people's fat and oil from that region, and they become rich and rich. And where are they Mufu? Not only could it not increase taxes from the region, but it also had to lose money.
There were no city fairs in the ancestral city, only villages and military forts.
On the steep walls of the Qinling Mountains, the fortress built on top of the mountain was the City Lord House. It was also Mu Jiajun's command center.
To the west of Wubao, you can see the scenery of Tu Guo, and behind the winding city walls on the right is the Qinling ferocious beast that no human would dare approach.
At this moment, countless roars and roars of Orcs resounded in the sky throughout the city. There was blood everywhere in the air. Inside and outside the city walls, blood was soiling the earth, broken limbs, and pieces of flesh were everywhere.
Fire and blood, in contrast to each other, turned Yicheng into a hell on earth.
Smoke billowed, endless war, and loud horns suddenly sounded, echoing above Yi city.
I can't remember how many times the beast attacked, and it gradually receded. Holding this rare gap, Mu troops from Yicheng held weapons with gaps in his hands and sat on the cold ground to rest on the city walls.
In the cooking camp in charge of logistics, the two carried bamboo baskets and distributed the cook cakes one by one.
However, what was sent to the army was not a complete cook cake. It was split into two, and one person was only half.
Seeing the pancakes in their hands, some soldiers held the anger in their hearts and swallowed. Some angrily squeezed the cooking cake to fuse with the blood on the palm of the hand.
They fought valiantly on the front lines, but they could not fill their stomachs.
what's this!
In their hearts, anger, sorrow, sadness, their negative emotions all came like a tide. If they don't stand there with a figure they admire, they'll stop doing it.
Suddenly, on the battlefield that had become silent due to the truce, there was the sound of horse boots.
This caused your exhausted and hungry army to stand up and swarm the walls to watch. This is the horse that carries their message and hope.
Under the high city walls, a dusty messenger staggered and descended, not daring to stop for a meager sum, and rushed towards the city head towards the pier on the side of the mountain.
Thousands of soldiers of Mu's army were silent, watching him leave, with hope in their eyes.
"Report--!"
The envoy shouted all the way and entered the army command post in the castle.
Mu Xiong, who was studying tactics, suddenly raised his head and looked at the messenger who was running from the gate. Due to the excessive movements, the powerful armor on his body collided, and a metallic sound rang out.
"How's it?" Asked Mu Xiong slowly. But in his tired eyes, he revealed his current tension.
The envoy pressed his lips tightly, raised his head, and his red eyes were filled with guilt and self-blame. In front of Shang Mu Xiong's hopeful eyes, he angrily said: "Old General, they will kill us!"
“What happened?” Mu Xiong narrowed his eyes and asked hurriedly.
Around him, the lieutenants wearing the armor of Mu's army also filled the messenger with nervous emotions.
That arrangement made his lips tremble, and his chest was like a drum.
His tattered hands clenched his fists tightly. Facing Mu Xiong's question, he choked and said: "The branch was ordered to ask for rations, and as a result there was no food. However, the subordinates clearly saw that in Seoul, all the rich. As a last resort, his subordinates went to General Han Yu for help, but General Han Yu said that his own military supplies were not enough, and he did not dare to borrow personally because he did not have the emperor's life. "
“Where is Governor Han?” Mu Xiong asked sharply. The rage was already hidden in the eyes of the tiger.
Not only him, but also the lieutenants on the left and right, everyone looked fierce and wanted to rush to another city to pick up food.
“Warlord Han?” Chuanling made his face even more angry: “Bawahan asked many times, but he repeatedly dodged. Whenever he says that he is preparing, let's wait a few days and wait a few days. Subordinate does not believe him.Followed secretly, but it turns out that he seeks pleasure every day, and does not prepare rations at all. His subordinates were enraged, and they went looking for him, but he was struck twenty times and driven out. "
"Suck!"
"rough!"
"This motherfucker!"
The messenger's words almost made the lieutenants almost run away.
Mu Xiong's face was gloomy, his lips were tight and he did not say a word.
"Old general, let's send a letter to Miss Rong! If we drag on, 500,000 of our soldiers will all die here!" A lieutenant pleaded.
Mu Xiong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I have long sent a message to Luodu, but there is no response. Not only did the Emperor not, but even Rong did not."
"what!"
"In this way, didn't our Yicheng become an isolated city ?!"
The crowd will be surprised.
“Without ammunition, how can we fight this battle?” Someone is starting to despair.
Mu Xiong took a deep breath, suppressed the raging anger in his chest, and said with sharp eyes: "We must fight! If we lose, how should the tens of millions of people behind us deal with it? We are your soldiers none other than. This is only for my Daqin people! "
Mu Xiong's words silenced the generals.
Their hearts are unwilling and full of anger. But what can be done? They were all formidable men in your army, so how could they ignore the lives of the people behind them?
After Yi city was destroyed, there was no longer a city in the northwestern corner of Qin that could stop the group of ferocious beasts. Moreover, if Yi city was destroyed and Mu's army was destroyed, Tu Guo, who had been eyeing Qin all along, would also take the opportunity to attack.
"Your Majesty, why can't you see through! Veterans have never had a heart of disobedience, why are you still suspicious? Mu Xiong raised his head silently, the tears in his eyes could only be swallowed into his heart.
Woo-poo!
The battle horn sounded again.
This hasty horn was a signal for another attack by a wave of ferocious beasts.
Mu Xiong was startled in his heart, condensing his complex emotions, leading the generals, walking out of the room, and standing on the rumbling city walls.
Roar-!
Roar-!
Ups——!
Oooooooo!
Thousands of beasts were racing, roaring, as if the earth was shaking.
In the Qinling Mountains, there were mindless ferocious beasts, and there were spirit beasts with a certain thought. But at this moment, Mu Jiajun who was standing on the city wall was unable to discern which one was a ferocious beast and which one was a spirit beast.
All they saw in their eyes was the attacks of the crazy orcs. Ferocious beasts with ferocious faces, quick movements, and boundless power all smashed their eyes one by one, trying to break through Yicheng's walls and enter Qin territory to carry out brutal assassinations.
"defense-!"
On the city walls, the sound of transmission continued to be heard.
Already exhausted and hungry, Mu Jiajun reluctantly stood up with a strong will, stiffly holding the nearly destroyed weapon in his hand, and began to fight.
The feather arrows had no arrows, the bowstring was broken, and the steel blade had been peeled off. The hot pot burned with boiling oil had dried up, and all the chunks of rock had been thrown away.
With the run out of ammunition and food, the four words had exhausted Mu Jiajun's current agony.
At this moment, outside of the already broken city walls, there were countless orc armies that continued to launch attacks.
“Old General, let's go downstairs and fight with this beast!” Next to Mu Xiong, the eyes of a lieutenant were already filled with tears. He saw his soldiers turn into blurred lumps of flesh and blood under the claws of the beast, and he couldn't stand it anymore. Zhu shouted at Mu Xiong.
spell? How spell?
Mu Xiong's face was tense, his lips tightly clenched.
What if he was a high level blue realm? It still could not withstand the countless orcs. Moreover, among ferocious beasts, the level of spirit beasts was also comparable to that of humans. Who knew how many orc masters were hidden in this endless wave of monsters?
Once he opened the city gates and led the crowd to rush out, there was only one end, the Mu family army was annihilated, and the Qin State was in danger.
Now, the only thing that could be done was to cling to the city walls and resist the attacks of the orcs. Had to send someone to urge the general in need of food and grass to replenish his fighting strength, perhaps he could have survived this disaster. Otherwise, these people would die forever!
“Come!” Mu Xiong suddenly shouted.
A messenger immediately came and knelt before him with one knee.
Mu Xiong stared at the battlefield under the city walls in front of him, and the tremors caused by the continuous impact of the Orcs on the city walls did not make him sag in the least.
He said in a deep voice: "Send me a continuous messenger to urge grain and grass behind. If someone stops, I'll cut him mercilessly!" After which, he took out his command arrow and threw it at the messenger.
After a while, there was a group of envoys, riding fast horses, and rushing towards neighboring Seoul.
Seoul is the richest city closest to Yicheng, and warlords sent by the court are also there. Mu Xiong saw the envoy leave, he could not believe that the prefect of Seoul did not know what it meant to be cold.
If Yicheng is finished, how can Seoul live alone?
Pinning all hope on the messenger, Mu Xiong returned to the command room with his lieutenant to discuss the precautionary measures to delay time.
However, it is difficult for women who are good at cooking without rice.
With the ammunition and food running out, and your army exhausted, how could they delay the time under the Orcs' grip and wait for the ammunition to arrive?
“Two days, at least two days delayed.” This was the shortest time to commute from Yicheng to Seoul. If an order was passed to make this trip successful, it would take at least two days to return to Yicheng with wheat. Mu Xiong said the time needed.
Of course, the generals were silent.
Two days? Not to mention two days, I was worried two hours, they didn't know if they could survive.
A lieutenant said in tears: "Old general, our soldiers have been fighting for several days, but they have not eaten a full meal for three days. Their weapons can no longer be used. If this continues, they can only change their lives. Delayed time. "