Liu Xi returned and rushed into the Huns. The long sword in his hand was like a dragon going out to sea. Under the shadows of the sword, blood dripped like flowers.                                                                                                          �

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Seeing this scene, Guo Wei, who was fighting with the Huns, was very anxious. After kicking the opponent away, he was about to lead people forward again and escort Liu Xi out of the city.

"Forget it, since lord doesn't want to leave, as a subordinate, let him go. Now there are more equipment to guard the city, and Yangqu City will not be too dangerous for a while."

Xiong Gang suddenly grabbed Guo Wei, gasped and buzzed, and pointed at Liu Xi's side with no steps away from Qu Lang, "You are extremely skilled, and with Brother Qu, you should not have any worries about your life for the time being."

As he spoke, Xiong Gang turned sideways, pulled the long sword in his hand horizontally, and cut the neck of the Huns who were swinging the knife open.

After killing the Huns, Xiong Gang breathed a few more breaths and looked at Liu Xi who was fighting among the Huns. He showed a deep look of respect in his tiger's eyes, "If he could survive, this life would be with the lord."

Upon hearing this, Guo Wei grinned, "This time, my subordinates' ideas coincide with the general."

The two looked at each other and smiled, then took a deep breath, picked up the weapons in their hands again, and killed each other in one place.

It seemed very unwilling to accept it. It was not until the sun moved west that the Huns slowly retreated. There were corpses everywhere on the city, and there were even devastated by a catapult cart accidentally falling from a huge rock.

Xiong Gang's beard was covered with blood and minced meat, looking scary, and he no longer had the strength to ask about it. He leaned on the long knife in his hand and gasped for several breaths, "They finally retreated."

"yes!"

Guo Wei seemed to have no strength anymore. The sword in his hand landed on the ground with a clang, and his burly figure spread straight to the ground, lying among the bloody corpses, and soon snoring came.

Shaking his head and smiling, Xiong Gang struggled to get up and had to repair the city wall before the Huns next attacked the city.

But his body was so soft that he didn't listen to his orders. As soon as he was about to stand up, he fell to the ground, and his eyelids were pressed down like a mountain. No matter how hard Ren Xiong tried, he couldn't open his eyes.

"General Xiong, please rest for a while. Leave the matter on the city wall to me."

In a vague way, Xiong Gang heard Liu Xi's voice coming from his ears. From the increasingly tightened gaps of his eyes, he saw a thin figure, which was a little blurred, but it made him feel extremely at ease. He immediately fell asleep and fell asleep.

On the side, Qu Lang put the knife beside Xiong Gang elsewhere, for fear that he would hurt him by turning over. After doing this, Qu Lang came forward and whispered to Liu Xi, "Young Master, you should have a good rest. For a while, the Huns will not attack the city anymore. Just let the repair and defense work be done by your subordinates."

"Thanks to you today."

Liu Xi said softly, looking at the crossbow standing on the top of the city, "If there were no these instruments, the Yangqu City would be broken at this moment. You haven't had your eyes closed for several days, so I'd better go to bed. I'll be responsible for the matters at the top of the city."

After saying that, before Qu Lang reacted, Liu Xi left alone. The latter was not willing to say more. He found a slightly clean place, hugged his sword around his arms, leaned against the bricks and stones of the city wall and closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Walking in the blood, Liu Xi's white cloth and brocade shoes were dyed red and the soles of his feet were sticky, but he had long been used to this feeling.

Most of the soldiers fell to the ground and fell asleep. Their physique was as good as Xiong Gang and Guo Wei were exhausted by the one-day battle. It was not easy for these thin soldiers to survive.

Unable to wake up the sleeping soldiers, Liu Xi then cleaned up the battlefield himself. Seeing him, the craftsmen who were repairing catapults and crossbows came over one after another, and worked with Liu Xi to repair the city wall and clean up the corpse.

When the Huns were pushed down the city, their brothers carefully sorted out their messy clothes and armor, hugged them down the city with slight hands and feet, and placed them happily.

The north wind blows the cold, and before you know it, the sky and the earth are pitch black. In the distance, in the Huns' camps, sparks dotted.

Standing on the city wall with his hands behind his back, Liu Xi merged into the dark night, but his eyebrows frowned slightly as usual.

Xiong Gang and others had already woken up, but they did not dare to disturb Liu Xi. They performed their duties and continued to be busy with defense in case the Huns attacked in the dark.

"well……"

A white mist was quite obvious in the night. Liu Xi sighed softly. He didn't remember how much he sighed these days, but only in this way could he feel a little relieved in his heart.

Suddenly, Liu Xi turned around and looked to the southeast. The sky covered by dark clouds could not see a trace of starlight.

Following Liu Xi's gaze, thousands of miles away, Jialing City was brightly lit and prosperous than the daytime.

Without a curfew, even when we entered Shen, the city gate was still not closed, and travelers passed by slowly from time to time.

"Da da da da!"

Suddenly, a rapid sound of horse hooves came from the cold wind. The soldiers guarding the city hurriedly visited. In a moment, a horse was rushing towards him. The horse was covered with a green mane and white flower feet, and the rider riding man on his back, black armor and red cloak.

It was about to arrive in front of the city gate, but the rider still rode his horse and showed no sign of stopping.

He actually wanted to break through the city gate, which was a big deal. Two young soldiers who reacted faster were about to step forward with spears and stopped them.

No one is allowed to be presumptuous at the feet of the emperor.

"Don't mess around!"

The on-duty captain rushed forward and pulled the two of them to the side. The galloping black horse rolled up a gust of cold wind and rushed over where they had stood.

"Sir, this is..."

The two soldiers guarding the city were still in shock and couldn't help but look at the lieutenant on duty. The latter stared at the direction of the rider leaving, his eyes blurred, as if he was thinking about something that had happened a long time ago.

"Eighteen years ago, I was still a small soldier and saw Xuanque coming to Beijing. At that time, it was the Western Han Dynasty who was attacking..."

After half a stick of incense, a loud noise came from Chaohua Hall, which was extremely dull, but the table rolled down from the hall. Zhang Lishi, who was standing aside, was so shocked that he lowered his body and did not dare to look up.

The heavy breathing sound was circulating in the silent hall, like the swaying lights, which made Zhang Lishi feel even more like a ray of light on his back.

"Wolf ambition! These barbarians dare to hit me at the attention of the Tang Dynasty!"

Hearing this, Zhang Lishi couldn't help but feel scared. Several northern cities were suffering from disasters. At this time, the Huns came, so the situation was naturally not optimistic.

But he, a eunuch, dared not talk too much when he was a national event. Even if he was panicked, Zhang Lishi still stood there with a low voice, and he did not dare to make any sound.

"I will find you from the King of Dongling, Fan Zheng, Guo Yi and several from the Shangshu Province."

After a long time, Emperor Tang said this in a deep voice. Zhang Lishi immediately took his life and trotted to walk out of the hall.

"Call Zhan Fu too!"

Behind him, Emperor Tang spoke again. Upon hearing this, Zhang Lishi quickly stopped, turned around and bowed, and replied that he hurriedly left the hall.

Half an hour later, a fast carriage arrived outside the imperial city in the wind and snow. Before the carriage could stop, a figure fell down. Perhaps it was because of a speed. The man almost fell to the ground without standing firmly. The driver was so shocked that he jumped out of the car and helped him.

"Ahem cough cough..."

The violent coughing sounded.

Just then, several soft sedans came from far and near. Later, I saw several people getting out of the sedan. The people came with different fat and thin, but all of them were anxious.

"I've seen the prince."

The few people were led by Prime Minister Fan Zheng. They first bowed to the King of Dongling, but the latter was still coughing. Under the thick fox fur cloak, their thin body was trembling. They thought they had no time to speak, so they could only shake their hands and signal that they didn't need to be polite.

After a while, the King of Dongling calmed down, rubbed his hot face and said softly, "Sir, I think the reason why the Lord summoned me to the palace late at night was known, but I didn't expect that the end of the year was approaching, but it became a troublesome time."

On the one hand, Fan Zheng sighed, his gray eyebrows and beards twisted into a ball. After ten years of preaching, although the Tang Dynasty did not swallow thousands of miles of energy and swept across the world, no one was destroyed and was humiliated by other countries.

At present, there is a disaster in the north, and the Huns even raised their troops to attack, probably because the situation is very bad.

Besides, there is a Western Han Dynasty on the other side of the river who is eyeing it.

"Prince, can you tell where the Huns are now?"

Deputy Prime Minister Guo Yi asked in a deep voice, and Yuan Pang, who had always been calm in his actions, also had a solemn look on his face.

After all, the Huns were good at raiding, and this time they quietly arrived, it was very likely that they had conquered several cities.

After Guo Yi's question, the rest of the people looked at the King of Dongling. This was their most concerned thing at the moment. If the Huns really had already advanced, it would definitely be a catastrophe for the entire Li Tang.

"Ahem...I don't know about this...hem..."

The King of Dongling shook his head, coughed lightly, and walked towards the imperial city, "I'll still go into the palace, so don't let the emperor wait anxiously."

The group no longer stayed. They walked rapidly between the corridors and lofts. When they arrived in front of Chaohua Palace, Fan Zheng and others were already panting and exhausted. On the other hand, although the King of Dongling had a flushed complexion, they seemed to hear the sound of coughing in the rapid movement. Now that they were outside the palace, they coughed anxiously.

Perhaps I was too worried and forgot that I had been suffering from my bones for a long time.

Outside the Chaohua Palace, Zhang Lishi was walking back and forth. No matter how much dust in his hand was held, he felt awkward. From time to time, he poked his head out and looked down the white marble steps.

Seeing that King Dongling and others climbed up the steps, Zhang Lishi met him in three steps, bowed quickly to King Dongling, and then hurriedly said, "Oh, Prince, sir, you are finally here, the emperor is so annoyed."

"It was windy and snow outside, and the road was a bit slippery, so I came late."

The King of Dongling said softly, then walked straight into the hall without saying much, Fan Zheng, Guo Yi and the six ministers behind him were all followed closely.

As soon as he stepped into Chaohua Hall, King Dongling saw the dragon pattern table rolling into the hall fragmented and scattered. Subconsciously, his brows frowned.

He rushed forward, and the King of Dongling and others bent over to salute. Emperor Tang, who was standing in the high hall, looked gloomy. His wide sleeves were swung over, and the golden dragon embroidered on his cuffs took off.

"I'm not polite. Two hundred thousand of the Huns are coming. Are you beloved, have any plans to get rid of the enemy?"

For some reason, Emperor Tang was surprisingly calm. This question was about the things encountered in the court in the past and the ministers.

But it was this sentence that made King Dongling cough again and Fan Zheng and others all changed their expressions.

The 200,000 Hun army was brave and good at fighting, and could have a fatal blow to Li Tang.

"Master, where did the Huns go at this moment!"

Fan Zheng asked the ministers about what they were concerned about without hesitation. After his words fell, the King of Dongling, who was coughing, stopped and looked at Emperor Tang.

"They are still outside Yangqu City. At least when Xuanque sent out the news, they had not entered Yangqu City yet."

What!

Hearing this, the several officials in the court who had been in the officialdom for many years were shocked. Even if Xuanque could travel thousands of miles a day, it would take several days to bring the news back to Jialing from the northern border.

The 200,000 Xiongnu army was still outside Yangqu City for several days. Li Tang had not lost a city or a pool. Who in the north had such amazing skills?

After thinking about it, Fan Zheng couldn't think of anyone in the north with such ability. Although he was brave and good at fighting, Sima Chao was calm but not smart enough, so he would definitely not confront the 200,000 Huns for several days.

For a moment, several important officials looked back at the Minister of War, Wang Xing. If there were such a powerful person, the Minister of War would naturally only know it.
To be continued...