His Majesty is a sick beauty

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The icy cold wind, the flying flags, the sound of the horse's iron hooves crushing the dead grass...

Sucha has been hunting and going out with his father since he was six years old. In his opinion, the Han people on the border are no different from cattle and sheep.They are all so thin and vulnerable, they have no strength to fight against the eighteen iron hooves, they can only let them chase and slaughter.

He killed the first Han Chinese when he was seven years old. It was a male slave captured by the tribe. He might have been 13 or 15 years old. The long-term lack of food and clothing made him very thin.Sucha remembered clearly that it was a banquet. After his father and uncle were drunk, they said that he could hunt alone, and his uncle suggested that he should see blood today.

The slave was led out of the sheepfold in this way, and he was allowed to drink a bowl of broth and a piece of barley cake.Not out of their mercy, but to give the slave enough strength to escape the rest of the time, making the drama more interesting.

Sucha, who was only seven years old at the time, was covered with expensive furs, and expensive gemstones dangled under each braid.His black steed would have fed a slave like this for at least a month on a daily basis.

The slave was only wearing a shabby sackcloth, and was led into the square with bare feet, where he was untied of the thick hemp rope amidst the noise of the crowd.

The black whip lashed the slave hard, Su Cha got on the horse, and took out the longbow in the slave's terrified eyes...

"Master Young Wolf, the camp has been set up!"

"Hmm." The subordinate's report interrupted his memory, Su Cha raised his eyes slightly, the flag representing the Wolf King was fluttering in the wind, not far away, surrounded by the warriors of the Eighteen Divisions.

His eyes stayed on the flag representing the Tuoba family for a while, and then he looked away lightly.

At the age of 20, his father was able to unify the eighteen tribes and succeed him as the wolf lord, so he could also solve the problems of the Tuoba family.

He turned around and walked into the tent, where the leaders of all the troops were waiting inside, sitting cross-legged on the felt and eating barbecue.

"Young wolf master is here, hurry up, this is a good thing my brothers got from a Central Plains vendor." One of them took out a yellow paper bag and opened it to reveal the bright red powdery substance inside, "Sprinkle a little , this taste is strong enough!"

He treasured the spices from the paper bag and sprinkled them on the roasted lamb leg in the center. The spices heated up in the hot fat, and immediately exuded a delicious and spicy taste.

"Cough cough cough cough."

Some people couldn't bear it and began to cough, but most people's eyes lit up after smelling the smell, and each of them stretched their necks to look at the barbecue in the center.

The beautiful maids wear light clothes even in the cold winter. They cut off the barbecue with silver knives inlaid with gemstones, put them on the plate and serve them to the leaders.

Sucha ate two pieces, and the taste was extremely spicy. After eating one bite in winter, he felt sweaty all over his body.

The atmosphere in the tent was very relaxed, and all the work of setting up camp was left to the servants and military slaves. Those military slaves who came from looting in the past could only be kept in the circle like animals in winter, relying on each other Body temperature keeps warm.

These military slaves have always been their sharp weapons for siege. On the one hand, the Han people are better at siege warfare than them. The cavalry of the eighteen tribes only need to drive them behind like cattle and sheep. Once the city is broken, these Military slaves can get rid of their status as slaves, and whips and rewards can make them raise their butcher knives and slash at their compatriots without hesitation.

"Last year's winter was really cold. Many slaves in our tribe froze to death. It's inconvenient to do anything this year. Just wait for this winter to catch some. If the city is broken, don't snatch it from us."

The one who spoke was Wanyan Aguduo of the Wanyan family. Although he had the same surname as King Qin of the Yu Dynasty, the two branches had separated a hundred years ago.Wanyanhong's lineage settled in the Central Plains early and intermarried with the Han people. So far, they are no different from the Han people except for their surnames and occasional descendants who are similar in appearance to their ancestors.

The Wanyan family's territory is further north, and the weather in Japan was cold last winter, and it is normal for the slaves in their hands to wear out too much.

The other tribal leaders also laughed when they heard it. Some asked Wanyan Agu to give some hay to the slaves so that more people could survive. Some comforted that the slaves who died in winter were unhealthy slaves, and some were very generous. He patted his chest and said no problem, when the city is broken, the Wanyan family will be the first to enter the city to plunder.

In the eyes of these eighteen chiefs, Weichao is a piece of fat in front of them. The only difference is whether they are willing to grab it, not whether they can grab it.

In this bitter cold city on the border, even the army does not have any good equipment, and it is like a dead wood in front of the well-equipped eighteen cavalry.The members of Shibabu were always free and unrestrained, so even if they were going to attack the city tomorrow, they still ordered good wine and drank it with the spicy roast leg of lamb.

"I heard that Tanma saw an army entering Wei Dynasty, dragging a cart after cart, I don't know what."

While eating and drinking, these leaders were not idle, and exchanged the news they had heard before.

"It seems to be a soldier of the Yu Dynasty. It seems that the pig emperor Wei Chao gave him some favors and asked him to help."

"That little emperor who hasn't even grown hair yet, I heard that there is only one queen in his harem, and he has no children yet." Another person winked, "It can't be... this? Haha!"

Next, the topic turned to the obscene bed thing, which made Su Cha frown.

In fact, Su Cha never cared about whether the people under his command were sensual or not, but it is not a good thing to underestimate the enemy and treat the opponent as nothing.

Sucha has been familiar with the art of war since he was a child, so he naturally knows that he must guard against arrogance and impetuosity in order to fight.

What's more, that little emperor is that man's son...

Su Cha, who grew up listening to Su Mu's stories since he was a child, regards him as a mortal enemy that he will never meet in this life.

While sipping the wine lightly, he thought to himself.The cities on the Wei Dynasty border are too close to the Shibabu, so it is difficult to hide them once there is any movement, which makes it impossible for those Han people to use their most despicable tricks.

It's only [-] infantry, probably the little emperor didn't even think about fighting seriously, probably because of the benefits from the Wei Dynasty, they are very mean, and the Mongolian Dynasty in the south is still eyeing them. But there was no big conflict with them.

Suppressing the sudden panic, Sucha thought while drinking.

Perhaps he didn't even realize that his father's admiration for Su Mu and his faint avoidance had been silently passed on to him in those stories, which made him resist confronting Su Xun immediately after encountering an accident, so he missed the final recovery. timing.

The city wall on the wasteland in the distance is like a beast waiting for an opportunity in the dark, silently watching the carnival of these eighteen soldiers before they died.

boom!

There was another loud bang, and the huge siege vehicles kept hitting the thick city wall. The defenders poured hot boiling water from the wall, and the moment it was poured, people could be scalded off a layer of skin, but the continuous stream of soldiers As if there was no end, Nu snatched the long knife from the fallen man with red eyes, and climbed up the siege ladder again.

This is the largest city on the border of the Wei Dynasty. It was called Rongcheng because of its rich fur. Murong Zhe volunteered to garrison Rongcheng. It has been more than half a month since the Eighteenth Division led the army to attack.

At dawn today, the Eighteenth Division stopped another attack. This time, they managed to send the siege engine to the base of the city wall, and the siege ladder was erected. The two armies even fought hand to hand on the city wall. The soldiers at the border were experienced in fighting and successfully pushed it back.

His complexion was a little pale. He lived in Murong's house since he was a child. He had never experienced the bitter cold at the border. What's more, it was a wartime. Murong hadn't even bathed for ten days. At most, he got some hot water to wipe his body. , He himself felt that he had a bad smell on his body.

In winter, the city defenders like to use burning logs and boiling water. If they go down, even the bravest soldiers will be destroyed.The air of flesh and blood mixed with the smell of scorching permeated the city, making the soldiers who hadn't eaten oil and water for a long time couldn't help swallowing.

But Murong, who knew where the smell came from, felt sick to his stomach. Coupled with the sound of fighting and screaming day and night, this elegant gentleman now described himself as extremely embarrassed.

"Report--" Just as he took a deep breath and was about to go outside to check the situation again, a soldier suddenly walked into the room and said, "Testing horses to report, [-] cavalry are in full formation, ready to attack at any time."

"It's finally time for them."

The siege for more than half a month finally changed today. The news of successfully entering the city this morning really gave Shibabu confidence. They waited for half a month in the cold wilderness without food and clothing. Finally, I couldn't wait and wanted to rush forward.

"Just wait for them!" Murong has been waiting for this day for too long, our aura has lost most of the momentum during these ten days of torture, they urgently need an exciting battle to regain their fighting spirit, "How many cavalry are there?"

"One thousand heavy cavalry, three thousand light cavalry."

Is that all?After hearing this, Murong Zhe frowned slightly. These numbers accounted for at most one-fifth of the troops dispatched by the Eighteen Divisions. It seemed that the young wolf master was as cautious and cunning as the rumors said, and even at this moment he was not dazzled by the victories that could be seen in front of him. mind.

But Su Cha calmed down, and it was difficult for them.What the minefields fought was a lack of information. If they couldn't consume more than half of these cavalry in one fell swoop, it would not be so easy for them to replicate today's war.

Even for the air strike force, he had to find a way to consume as many cavalry as possible.

Murong Zhe pondered for a while, then suddenly stood up and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

After entering the city lord's mansion, Murong Zhe opened his mouth surprisingly before Wang Shu, the city lord of Rongcheng, stood up.

"I ask the city lord to open the city gate and pretend to be invincible."

Since you can't be dazzled by the hope of victory, then simply open the city gate, I don't believe that you will not be moved by such a naked temptation!