The halo of the protagonist of rebirth is mine

Mu Zhun thought that Wei Jingxing would launch an attack soon, but he seemed to have really settled down outside the city, not only did not move, but also relaxed.

According to reports from the messenger, he even caught fish with Yuan Chengshu in the stream outside the city every day.

"He's an 'empty city plan'. Now that he's posing like this, it proves that he has no confidence."

"..."

"In that case, let's play with him and see who can't wear it out first."

In this way, the two sides were at a stalemate.

Swords were on the verge, but no real action was taken from each other.

"Boss, the people in the city have almost completed their mission. When will we act? I just made a calculation. When the magma erupts, it will be half a month later on the [-]th. At that time, we can lead the enemy there. , give them a devastating blow."

"That's just part of it. If we don't do something during this time, do you really think Mu Zhun will let his real elite come out?"

"Then boss, tell me that Bai Yu doesn't know where he is now. If he is here, it will be easy."

"...He won't reunite with us in a short time." Although Wei Jingxing really missed him, he understood that this parting was for better encounters in the future.

And Mu Hexuan, who was mentioned by them, also received a letter from Shangjing at this moment, but it was not from Wei Jingxing, but Mu Zhun.

In the letter, Mu Zhun sincerely expressed his remorse for what he did before, and hoped that his son would not be angry and come back to him. The two of them, father and son, will create a brilliant future together.

And promised that if he helped him kill Wei Jingxing and become the emperor, then the crown prince would be his.

Mu Hexuan sneered in his heart, he didn't expect that after so many things, Mu Zhun still regarded him as a fool.

He spread out the paper, and wrote a "sincerely spoken" reply letter.

It politely rejected Mu Zhun's proposal, and pretended to accidentally reveal that when Mu Zhun asked Mo Yun to cast a spell in a vain attempt to make him lose his soul, and earlier, Mu Zhun personally abolished his internal strength of more than ten years of hard training and sent him to Beijing as a Proton thing.

After finishing writing, he rubbed two copies, ordered people to spread the two letters, and then gave the original copy to Mu Bai, asking him to send it back to Mu Zhun.

After finishing these things, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Speaking of which, he and Wei Jingxing haven't seen each other for a long time.Summer is almost over.

I don't know how he is?Did you have a good meal?Did you sleep well?

Also, how is his health?Mu Hexuan remembered that when he left, he was still suffering from typhoid fever.

He has too many things he wants to say to him, but in the face of the big situation, the love between children is nothing.

Mu Zhun was also anxious, this Wei Jingxing seemed to be "doing nothing" all day long, but every time he hit his own fatal spot.

For example, to carry out some small attacks, set fire to half of his grain and grass, and incite the people to collectively resist him, etc.

Although it didn't cause devastating damage every time, it was enough to give them a headache for a while.

He is like a naughty child, happily playing pranks on adults.

But every time I don't know his specific position, there is nowhere to fight back if I want to fight back.

Mu Zhun knew that this kind of torture was the most draining of fighting spirit.And things happened again and again. When they really came to attack, it is estimated that no one will take it seriously.

He has been fighting for decades, such small tricks cannot fool him, what is difficult is the soldiers below.

They don't understand any tactics and strategies, they only know that they are being tricked all the time. Such a life is really not human.

Moreover, most of the people brought by Mu Zhun live in Pingcheng. Under the double torment of the heat and being harassed, they will be extremely homesick and have no fighting spirit.

So Mu Zhun mobilized them from time to time, and drew a "big cake" in front of them to lure them.

However, the effect was not great. Coupled with the inexplicable deaths before, many soldiers could not bear to flee in the past few days.

And Mu Zhun's policy towards deserters has always been to kill, and to kill.

You know, murder is a form of treating captives in ancient times.

This chilled the hearts of many people.

In short, Muzhun has all kinds of "internal and external troubles" here, which he can't handle.On the other hand, Wei Jingxing was much more relaxed.

Fishing and hunting every day is almost regarded as a game.The soldiers guarding the city looked down at them with envy.I thought to myself, why didn't they meet such a master, and some of them even wanted to open the city gate to let them in, but when they thought of their parents, wives and children who were still trapped in the city, they stopped thinking.

Wei Jingxing could see their expressions and struggles.He knew immediately that the time had finally come.So they sent someone to contact the city gate guards and promised to transfer their family members out first.

After persevering, a few people really agreed, while a few are still on the sidelines.

One of them is the captain.

So, on a dark and stormy night, a few defectors overthrew other brothers with drugs, and the team leader secretly opened the city gate.The soldiers wearing only a piece of soft armor inside sneaked into the city with their long swords upside down.

And this day happens to be the sixteenth day of the lunar calendar.

Because of their well-trained, ten thousand soldiers sneaked into the city soon, and they went to the homes of the city guards as usual to move their relatives out.Then he touched the barracks and deliberately made some movements to wake up the sleeping people inside.

"The enemy is attacking! The enemy is attacking! Everyone, get up!"

Instantly, there was a rustling sound in the room.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Someone asked.

"Enemy attack!"

"An enemy attack again..." The man yawned and fell asleep again.

"Why don't you get up?" The man next to him kicked him.

"How many times have you been attacked by the enemy this month? Which one is for real?" The voice was vague, obviously unable to hide the sleepiness.

"This, it seems to be the same." The man took off his half-dressed clothes again, "Don't go."

Seeing them like this, the others also went back to bed and fell asleep again.

It wasn't until a piercing trumpet sounded over Pingcheng that everyone knew that this time it was for real.

It's just that at this time, it's too late.

Many people lost their lives in their sleep, and the remaining people were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered because they didn't have time to wear armor and weapons. After a while, there were dead bodies lying all over the room.

Such a big movement naturally alarmed the sleeping Mu Zhun.He put on a coat and stood up, hastily ordered to send someone to support.

At this time, the soldiers who carried out the attack had already completed their mission, and all of them withdrew from the city.

Naturally, Mu Zhun's personal guards pursued him relentlessly.

At this time, the sky was already dawning, and it was already the seventeenth day of the lunar calendar.