Summon players, rebuild Dawei

Since Duan's Xianbei surrounded the city, the generals and officials of both the Yuwen Department and the Murong Department in Datong City were worried and panicked.

Because the Murong Department lost too many manpower in the war against Wei, there were only more than 5000 people left in the capital to defend the army. As for the Yuwen Department, because they sent troops in the name of helping Prince Murong, their strength was not enough. Yuwentou also scattered them to other counties, leaving less than [-] troops in the capital.

Although defending the city has the upper hand, Duan's Xianbei's combat power has always been the strongest among the three. It is really hard to predict who will win and lose in this battle.

For this reason, Yuwentou also urgently transferred troops from other places in the past two days, and even wrote to the head of the Yuwen Department to ask for support.

Compared with the busy and restless general Xianbei, there was a place in the palace that was extremely quiet.

Papa Ling entered the house with the dinner brought by the maid, and after closing the door, he showed a look of eagerness, put the food table aside, went to the book table and asked Xie Yin who was drawing the city defense map: "Duan's Xianbei has already opened We have arrived at the gate of the city, and I heard from those court ladies that they will probably attack the city tomorrow, your plan has been completed, should we make preparations for evacuation?"

Now that the gates of the city are blocked, the best time is definitely to wait for the city to break and escape in the chaos, but he is also worried that if Murong Qing and Yuwen Tou really keep Datong City down, then for a long time to come, They are afraid they will be trapped in the city.

"Wait a little longer." Xie Min said in a calm tone.

As he said that, he changed another brush, dipped some vermilion paint for painting, and marked the weak points of defense and the old parts of the city wall on the city defense map.

"What are you waiting for?" Papa Ling glanced at the blueprint he was drawing, and asked, "Is this for you? Pick a place with weak defenses and dig a secret passage?"

Xie Yin did not answer for the time being, and concentrated on drawing the blueprint.

Seeing this, Father Ling could only sit down on the low couch next to him in disappointment, picked up his rice bowl, ate and waited.

He was secretly complaining that the skills of the Xianbei imperial cooks were not as good as their army cooks, when a chat message suddenly popped up on the game panel.

Seeing that the message was from Bu Jingyun, he immediately put down his job and clicked to view it. After only a glance, he suddenly got up, and excitedly said to Xie Yin, "Damn, the boss sent me a message saying that Brother Shu would personally bring someone Here to save you!"

Xie Yin paused and looked up at him.

Father Ling continued to read the news carefully, and expressed his thoughts while reading: "Niu, I thought Brother Shu might send someone to pick us up, but I didn't expect him to come here in person. Is this the love of an NPC? Here it is, it seems that I can't stop drinking for CP!"

Xie Yin listened to him nagging for a while, but didn't hear the key information, so he put down his pen and asked, "Where is he now?"

"We've already arrived at the gate of Datong City, and we might be ambushing somewhere. The boss said, Brother Shu, they should have more than 1000 people, and they also brought a lot of equipment, such as smoke bombs, thunderbolt guns, so many awesome weapons, Rescuing us will definitely not be a problem." Papa Ling replied, and couldn't help showing a smirk. He thought he was going to fight alone, but now that he knows that there are a large number of his own forces outside the city, his sense of security has improved a lot.

"What is the Thunderbolt Cannon?"

"A siege weapon that is very powerful. If it is used in large quantities, it can even blow open the city gate."

Xie Yin heard the words, pondered for a moment, and said, "Can you send this city defense map?"

"To whom? Brother Shu?"

"kindness."

"I can, it's very simple." Father Ling walked to the desk and squatted down, turned the direction of the drawing, pointed at it and took a screenshot, and then sent it to Bu Jingyun.

Xie Yin observed his movements, saw that he was just looking at the blueprint, moved his fingers for no apparent reason, and said "sent it" in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help thinking about how the other party sent the message.

Is it like telepathy, can you transmit what you see to another person?

Because I have been with Ling's father for a long time, Xie Min will not find it strange that the other party has revealed too many weird things. As long as these people in the Flying Eagles are regarded as so-called "ghost soldiers", all problems will be solved. It can be solved easily.

As for why the "ghost soldier" obeyed Jiang Shu, a mortal, he was also not surprised.

If you have the luck of the emperor, it is not uncommon for anything that goes against common sense to happen.

Just as the "Book" said, "When you hit a stone and smash it, all the beasts will dance." In a peaceful world, even birds and beasts can feel their senses, let alone ghosts and gods?

Concentrating his thoughts, Xie Min then asked Ling's father a question: "The surrounding area is Xianbei territory, where did the lord come from?"

"From Yiling County, according to what the boss said, it seems that Brother Shu sent someone to the Yuwen Department to lobby. He exchanged a bunch of supplies and asked for a temporary alliance. The people from the Yuwen Department were greedy for money, so he let them come here."

It can never be that simple.

Xie Yin lowered his head, thinking about how he would persuade the Yuwen Ministry to form an alliance if he went to lobby the Yuwen Ministry.

A guess crossed his mind, followed by a plan.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the guard's loud voice sounded outside: "Xie Sheren, Your Highness, please go over."

Father Ling opened his eyes wide, glanced at the closed door, turned his head and mouthed silently at Xie Min: "Why is he looking for you at this time?"

Xie Yin gave him a comforting look, then got up, straightened his clothes, went to open the door, and left with the guards.

The sky in early winter darkened early and quickly, and it was only after passing through a few long corridors in a trance that the sky fell into dusk.

Walking into the sleeping hall with dimly lit candles, Xie Min saw Murong An's face full of worry, first he bowed his hands to him, and when he looked up again, he saw the man staring at him with restless and gloomy eyes.

"He came to seek revenge on me." Murong Qing waved his hands to make the servants retreat, and he spoke in a sad and restless tone.

Xie Yin remained silent, lowering his eyes, waiting for his next words.

"Tomorrow, Duan Bu will definitely attack the city. Murong Feng knows every plant and tree in Datong City like the back of his hand. If he commands it, I'm afraid..." Murong Qing gritted his teeth and swallowed the ominous words, "He will Killed me."

"Your Highness, we may not lose." Xie Min said with a calm expression, "I heard that General Zuo has asked the head of the Yuwen Department to send troops. As long as we stick to it for a few days, the reinforcements will arrive to tide us over."

"The Yuwen Department sent troops?" Murong Qing pursed his lips and smiled, "The victory of the Yuwen Department is not something to celebrate. If he wins, the entire Murong Department may have to change their names!"

Xie Yin pursed his lower lip, seemingly helpless.

Murong Qing lowered his eyes and said in a lonely voice: "Now, whether I can hold it or not, I can't live."

"That would make it impossible for any of them to win."

Murong Qing raised his head, paused and said, "What do you mean?"

"The battle between the Yuwen Department and the Duan Department is in the best interest of His Highness." Xie Min looked at him and said, his warm eyes gave him an indescribable sense of reliability, "What Your Highness should think about right now is how to make the Murong Department Casualties were minimized."

Murong Qing frowned slightly: "You mean, I need to push Yuwenbu to the front line, compete with Duanbu, and then reap the benefits?"

Xie Yin nodded in acquiescence.

Murong Qing fell into deep thought, now he is like a trapped animal, trapped in a cramped cage, blocked from front to back, left to right, only a narrow window for fresh air to penetrate.

The strategy proposed by Xie Yin may be the only way out.

Thinking of this, he immediately got up: "I'll go talk to my uncle."

"Your Highness, can you think of something to say?" Xie Min said suddenly, restraining his impulse, "If you speak bluntly, General Zuo may not accept it."

Murong Qing sat back again and asked: "Then what do you think?"

Xie Yin thought for a while in silence, and then slowly expressed his suggestion.

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Yu Wentou casually used a knife to cut a piece of roasted lamb leg on the plate and put it into his mouth. While chewing the lamb, he looked at the soldiers kneeling in the hall: "Murong Ming and Murong Feng secretly communicated?"

"Yes," the soldier replied with a deep bow, "this is the news that General Duan Shi dug out from a Wei population. Duan Bu's attack on the city was actually attracted by Murong Ming, and Duan Bu pretended to help Murong Feng seize the throne. In fact, they have already secretly colluded with Murong Qing, intending to use internal and external attacks to eradicate us."

Yu Wentou squeezed one eye, and veins burst out on the back of the hand that was holding the knife handle to cut the meat.

"What is the basis for this?"

The soldier was about to answer, when the waiter passed the message, Murong Qing came to see him outside the door.

"Let him in." After Yuwentou said, he gave the soldier who sent the letter a look, and the soldier immediately understood and stood aside.

Murong Qing entered in a hurry, seeing the barbecue in front of Yu Wentou, he bowed his head and said, "Excuse me for uncle's meal."

Yu Wentou put the meat-cutting knife on the plate, wiped his mouth with a cloth towel, and asked contemptuously, "What's the matter with you?"

Murong Qing glanced at him secretly, then frowned, as if he felt uncomfortable about what he was going to say next, he hesitated for a while before deciding to speak: "Murong Feng must have come here to seek revenge for me, this matter is life-threatening, I don't want to disturb my uncle's battle plan, but I have to remind my uncle of one thing."

"You said."

"You also know that my father dotes on my second brother so much that even the old guards were entrusted to him. Most of the defenders in the capital were under the command of Murong Feng, so I am worried that they may not be able to deal with Murong Feng. I will do my best to defend the city."

Sensing Yuwentou's stressful eyes on his face, Murong Qing swallowed, and continued: "I'm not saying that they will definitely turn against Murong Feng, but just in case, let them send supplies under the city. Or defend Miyagi."

"You mean, let my soldiers fight with the Duan Department, while the defenders of your Murong Department hide behind and watch?"

"I know that this will cost my uncle a lot, but I am really worried that some of these defenders will have an old relationship with Murong Feng. This arrangement is the most appropriate."

Yuwen looked at him with piercing eyes, and after a short silence, he suddenly asked, "Huan'er, do you blame me?"

"Why did uncle say that?" Murong Guang was startled by his sudden question, and the sharp eyes of the other party seemed to be able to penetrate his heart, making the hairs on his body stand on end, and he quickly put on a humble and obedient look and said, "You will help me with all your heart." I wiped out the evil enemies, and after my father disappeared, he still helped me guard the territory, how can I blame you?"

Yu Wentou withdrew his meaningful gaze, nodded slowly and said, "Understood, you can go back at ease, tomorrow I will arrange all my soldiers to defend the city."

Murong Qing breathed a sigh of relief quietly: "Thank you uncle for your understanding."

Watching his nephew, who was covered in cold sweat, leave, Yuwentou hooked his fingers at the soldiers next to him, and ordered in a low voice: "Send the order to summon the guards of the Murong Ministry, and all those with military positions will be executed."

"As ordered."