The Nameless of the Common Clans

The air was filled with a foul smell.

No one cleaned up the bodies on the battlefield. Although the weather was cold and the bodies were not easy to rot, they would still stink after a long time. In addition, the blood that had seeped into the soil was not noticeable when approaching during the day when there were many people, but at night, it was as if entering a ghostland.

Pulling a piece of cloth from his body to cover his mouth and nose, Chen Mo sat near the city gate and waited quietly for the result.

In Quyang City.

"Ziyuan, do you really want to meet him? If there is a trick..." Zhang Chao looked at Zang Hong and frowned. He felt something was wrong.

"It's not me who is meeting him, but he is meeting me." Zang Hong handed the written letter to Zhang Chao for his review, and said with a smile: "It's rare to come up with this idea at this time. Although the handwriting is immature, the courage is good. If he can really help us defeat the enemy, why not find a job for him."

"Let him come up?" Looking at Zang Hong's reply, Zhang Chao nodded. Meeting here, he was not afraid of any tricks from the other party. He nodded and said: "I will ask someone to arrange it."

"Let's go, it's almost time." Zang Hong nodded, and left the government office with Zhang Chao and went straight to the south gate.

...

The night has a mysterious power. No matter how irritable you are, when it's late at night and you're alone looking at the sky, your mood will calm down. After getting used to the unpleasant smell around him, Chen Mo began to think about what happened these days.

It has only been more than three months since the destruction of his home, but it seems like a long time has passed. During this time, the people he used to know have become strangers, and he himself seems to have changed. He began to become indifferent and did whatever it took to survive. His life has just begun. Will it continue like this? Sometimes, Chen Mo himself feels quite scared.

"Swoosh~"

Just as Chen Mo was thinking about his life, a ray of fire flashed on the wall in the distance. A rocket was shot not far from him. The tip of the arrow sank into the soil and the fire quickly disappeared.

Chen Mo quickly got up and rushed towards the direction where the fire disappeared.

His vision had adapted to the darkness, and he could vaguely see some scenery. He soon found the arrowhead stuck upside down on the ground. A piece of white silk was tied to the tail of the arrow. Even in the dark, it was still very eye-catching.

Chen Mo peeled the silk from the tail of the arrow, and it felt smooth to the touch. Chen Mo had asked the price of this thing before. It cost more than 600 yuan for one piece. He dared not even look at it on weekdays. Now that it was used to write something, Chen Mo felt a little complicated.

He opened the silk, and there were not many words on it. Chen Mo frowned slightly. It said that he was invited to the bottom of the city gate and take the hanging basket to the city to discuss in detail.

After a moment of hesitation, Chen Mo took a deep breath, stood up and walked towards the city gate. Fortunately, the Taiping Sect was not a regular army, and there were not many people patrolling at night, otherwise it would not be easy to get out so easily.

The hanging basket had been placed under the city gate and tied with one end of the rope. Chen Mo did not hesitate any more, walked up directly, pulled the rope, and someone on the city began to collect the hanging basket.

When people are in the air, even if there is no wind, the hanging basket will swing back and forth. Chen Mo held the rope tightly with both hands. Although he could not see the ground, the feeling of life and death not being in his own hands was definitely not a good experience.

Not long after, under the illumination of the torches on the city wall, the parapet was within reach. Chen Mo quickly stretched out a hand and lay on the city wall. Someone inside the parapet stretched out a hand. Chen Mo didn't think much about it and directly grabbed the other person's hand, kicked one foot on the city wall, and climbed up smoothly.

"Huh~"

The feeling of being down to earth made Chen Mo exhale fiercely, and at the same time bowed to the tall and burly figure in front of him and said: "Thank you for your help."

"You helped me instead of me helping you!" Zang Hong and Zhang Chao looked at Chen Mo with some surprise. Who would have thought that the person who seemed to be communicating with them on the battlefield was actually a teenager.

Chen Mo looked up and looked at the burly man in front of him and said: "I am Xia Qiu Chen Mo, I wonder... Is the county magistrate here?"

"I am." The moment Zhang Chao saw Chen Mo, his worries and doubts were gone. Chen Mo's age and appearance were still very friendly.

"Meet the county magistrate!" Chen Mo bowed quickly.

"No need to be polite." Zhang Chao waved his hand and said, "Eat something first."

"No, my mother is still in the bandit camp. I don't know if the county magistrate has called me up, but what strategy do I have to defeat the enemy?" Chen Mo shook his head. He was afraid that he would be out for too long and his mother would be worried.

"No hurry." Zang Hong waved his hand and looked at Chen Mo with some curiosity and said, "Young man, can you tell me about your experience? How did you get here?"

Chen Mo hesitated for a moment. After all, this is a long story and takes a lot of time.

"This matter is related to whether we can trust you, after all, you came from the bandit camp." Zhang Chao looked at Chen Mo and said.

"Okay." Chen Mo had no choice but to nod, and then he told how he had a grudge with the Taiping Sect, how the village head was killed, his hometown was destroyed, and how he was lured here by the food of the Taiping Sect. Of course, Chen Mo did not mention the killing and snatching of food during the process. But even if he did not say these, a ten-year-old child traveled more than 300 miles from Xia Qiu to here, not only to eat, but also to protect his mother. This experience is enough to move people.

"Who taught you to send a message with an arrow?" Zang Hong asked curiously.

"I thought of it." Chen Mo looked at Zang Hong and remembered that he did shoot this man that day. He immediately bowed and said: "There was no other way that day. If I offended you, please forgive me."

"Is it the wooden bow on you?" Zang Hong's eyes fell on the short bow on Chen Mo's shoulder and smiled.

"Hmm." Chen Mo thought for a moment and said, "My mother taught me about the arrow book. I originally thought of some clever ideas before sending it in, but..."

At the end, Chen Mo felt a little embarrassed.

Zang Hong couldn't help laughing. Tens of thousands of people gathered outside the city, and they had nothing to do. If a ten-year-old child was asked to come up with a strategy to defeat the enemy, where would the two of them lose their dignity?

"The Taiping Sect is so powerful, why are you willing to risk doing this?" Zhang Chao had a good impression of Chen Mo and asked with a smile.

"If they hadn't destroyed my home, how could I have come here? Most people along the way were driven here by them. Although they are powerful, people's betrayal will not last long!" Chen Momo said seriously: "Besides, I, Chen Although his lineage is in decline, he is still a loyal minister. How can he do such a rebellious thing? "

"Did you think of these yourself?" Zhang Chao asked in surprise.

"It was probably my mother who said it. She said that the Taiping Sect would not last long. I will think of a way out that morning." Chen Mo didn't hide anything.

Zang Hong and Zhang Chao couldn't help but nodded when they heard this. From this point of view, although Chen Mo's family background was in decline, his upbringing was good. Zang Hong thought for a moment and said, "It's not difficult to defeat the thieves' army. If the thieves' food can be burned, the thieves will be killed." Without food and grass, these people will naturally scatter."

"This gentleman!" Chen Mo was shocked when he heard this and bowed: "If this happens, I'm afraid most of them will starve to death!"

Zhang Chao shook his head and said: "There is no better way at the moment. If you can do this, I can guarantee you that after defeating the thief, you can ask the prefect for orders to provide food and help as many people as possible."

It is unrealistic and impossible to rescue them all. Evacuating Quyang's granary will not be enough to feed these people for a long time.

Chen Mo hesitated for a moment and then nodded: "There is one more thing."

"Tell me." Zang Hong looked at Chen Mo and said with a smile.

"My mother also has an aunt and two brothers. Can we use this method to connect them to the city first?" Chen Mo asked.

"Yes." Zang Hong and Zhang Chao looked at each other. Zhang Chao nodded and said, "Tomorrow is still the same time. You can bring them here to pick them up. I will take care of them later."

"Thank you!" Chen Mo was overjoyed when he heard this. He couldn't control other people, but since his mother could enter the city, he had a lot less worries. He said goodbye to the two of them and went down again in the hanging basket.

"This boy has the air of a general. If he can be carefully crafted, he will become a great weapon in the future!" Zang Hong waited for Chen Mo to go down, held his hand on the parapet, looked at the dark city, and said with a smile.

"Then you need to be able to come back alive." Zhang Chao nodded in agreement. After all, it is not easy for a ten-year-old child to do this. It's just a pity... this damn world!