Hidden Blade Chapter 161: Small look

() Everything was as Xu Han had expected, until it was getting late and the night fell, Mu Ji did not launch another attack.

On the silent city of Rhubarb, the big forest flag fluttered in the night breeze. Yesterday’s army was like a big yellow beam dream, which seemed extremely unreal, except for the corpses scattered outside the city gate and the air for a long time. The **** smell that cannot be dissipated is still reminding everyone that all this is happening and will only intensify.

But in any case, the rest of the day is indeed a good thing for the soldiers in Dahuang City who have been exhausted all night, at least they can have enough energy to deal with the battle that may occur at any time tonight.

Xu Han walked out of the camp after a good night's sleep, and Su Muan, who was smiling with two bunches of candied haws in his hand, was oncoming him.

"Palace Master." Su Muan saw Xu Han, and ran over. The exaggerated swords behind him jumped up and down as he ran. The scene seemed quite a bit. Funny.

"Go to Granny Zhao to get candied haws again?" Xu Han smiled irritably.

"No, it was just given to me by Granny Zhao. She came to see her son and happened to meet him." Su Muan defended.

"Huh? Did you see it?" Xu Han asked.

"No." Su Muan shook her head in distress. "Grandma Zhao said that the army has the rules of an army. She can't get in, but every day when the shift comes, the soldiers will come and move, so she waits every day. There, if you are lucky, you can take a look."

"That's it..." Xu Han nodded when he heard the words. He didn't know why he heard such words, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He thought for a while and took out some silver money from his arms and handed it to Su Mu'an: "Mother Zhao will give you a gourd in the future, do you know if you have to give them money?"

"Huh?" Su Mu'an became more distressed upon hearing this. "But, she always doesn't want it."

"Aren't you a swordsman? How can a swordsman take advantage of others?" Xu Han blinked.

"Can't the swordsman take advantage of others? Why didn't my father tell me." Su Muan also blinked, very confused.

Xu Han felt a little guilty in his heart, so he simply changed the topic. "Anyway, you have to remember to give the money, go back and rest by yourself, I'm going to the tower."

"Yeah." Su Muan nodded when she heard the words, then turned and walked towards her camp with her own candied haws.

Xu Han looked at his leaving back and shook his head. This child is really missing a rib...

"Always lie to children, boring?" At this moment, a soft voice suddenly came from beside him.

Xu Han turned around when he heard the words, but saw that Ye Hongjian had been standing behind him for some time.

After hearing about the war, Su Mu'an, this little guy, has been clamoring to go to battle to kill the enemy, but with his small body, how dare Xu Han let him do this? Therefore, he lied to him and told him to be responsible for the day-to-day security, which stabilized the child.

And Ye Hongjian's teasing is probably because of this.

Xu Han also didn't comment on this, he smiled, and said: "Let's go."

Ye Hong wrote the words without saying much, and stood quietly side by side with Xu Han, walking towards the tower.

......

Niutou Village, Qingzhou.

August was originally the autumn harvest. It stands to reason that after a long spring and summer, the days in Niutou Village should have turned for the better.

But at night, Niutou Village was so lifeless that there was no lively scene of the neighbourhood walking back and forth in the past.

Liu Dingdang was sitting at the door of his house with red eyes, and there was a burst of violent coughing from men.

Every sound is like a heavy hammer hitting Liu Dingdang's chest.

She felt a little bored, and tears began to roll in her eyes again.

Squeak.

With a slight husky noise, the courtyard door was pushed open.

The little monk with his head lowered walked into the courtyard.

"How about? Is the money coming?" Liu Dingdang hurriedly stood up, ran to the little monk, and asked eagerly.

The eagerness in her eyes made the little monk feel a little ashamed.

This look fell in Liu Dingdang's eyes, and he naturally guessed the result. She was stunned, the teardrops in her eye sockets finally couldn't wrap up, flowing along her cheeks.

"My dad treats them so well, why do they treat my dad like this!" the little girl sobbed hoarsely.

I don't know how many times she has said such complaints in my heart.

She was still too confused after all.

A few days ago, Niutou Village finally ushered in the first bumper harvest in several years, and every family harvested abundant rice.

But these days did not last for a few days. The robbers in Niutou Mountain were like vultures smelling carrion smelling the wind, and they asked Niutou Village for a thousand stones of rice.

Niutou Village is full of people, but there are no more than 100 people. This thousand-shi rice grain is almost half of all the rice grain in the village.

As the village chief, Liu Dazhuang naturally negotiated with the bandit leader who came to ask for food.

Liu Dazhuang scratched his mouth and finally said that the thousand-stone rice grain was four hundred, but among the villagers watching by the village, the child from an unknown family actually threw stones at the bandit leader. The bandit, who had softened, settled for a thousand shi rice. The two sides couldn't figure it out. The bandit leader yelled that the bandit under his hand wanted to grab it, and the two clashed.

Although the bandit was beaten away, Liu Dazhuang was also injured. A dagger stabbed a fist-sized blood hole in his abdomen.

At first, the villagers in the village were still very active in trying to heal Liu Dazhuang’s injuries, and even raised money once to invite a doctor from Hu Guancheng to check it out, but after seeing it, the doctor prescribed a pair of painkillers and shook it. He walked away with his head.

Liu Dingdang was naturally unwilling and wanted to raise money to take Liu Dazhuang to see a better doctor in the county town of Qingzhou.

But this time, the people in the village seemed to have changed their faces, shaking their heads and saying that they had no money for a long time, but Liu Dingdang heard them privately discussing that Liu Dazhuang is already a dead person, why pay? Have to spend money on this dead man?

Liu Dingdang brazenly asked for money several times, which annoyed the villagers. Now he saw her hiding like a plague god. Liu Dingdang, who didn’t need money, could only guard Liu Dazhuang at home, and the little monk took it. After taking the baton, I went there several times, but all of them came home unfailingly.

Looking at Liu Dingdang, whose face was full of tears in front of him, Guanglin Gui felt uncomfortable.

Was he not as confused as Liu Dingdang in his heart?

Liu Dazhuang is the best person he has ever met. In the ruined temple, the old monk told him more than once that good is rewarded for evil and evil is rewarded for evil.

But why did Liu Dazhuang land in such a field, and the villagers who were favored by him treat him like strangers at this moment?

The little monk didn't want to understand this truth, but he didn't want to believe that this is what Liu Dazhuang should end up with.

So, he looked at Liu Dingdang at that time: "Uncle Liu is such a good person, he will definitely get better."

Maybe it was the determined tone of the little monk's words, or it was just that when people were desperate, they would subconsciously grasp the remaining hope, even the slightest.

Liu Dingdang stopped his crying, looked at the little monk with tears in his eyes, and asked uncertainly: "Really?"

This question asked the little monk.

He really didn't know why Liu Dazhuang could get better if he didn't have money to see a doctor, and if he didn't have money to buy medicine.

But he really didn't want to see Liu Dingdang in front of him so sad.

So he nodded heavily after hesitating slightly.

"Really."

"Don't lie to me?"

"Don't lie to you."

"The hook."

......

Just like last night, Muji's army launched raids again and again.

Thousands of corpses were left outside the city of Rhubarb after feint attacks, but they didn't get the slightest result.

The sky hasn't brightened yet, and Muji's third feint is about to come to an end.

Under the command of Lin Shou, the generals and soldiers were orderly carrying out the post-war material inventory and personnel scheduling.

Xu Han, who had nothing to do, leaned against the top of the city and frowned suddenly as he watched the situation underneath the city.

The corner of Lin Shou's eyes, who had arranged the matter, caught a glimpse of Xu Han standing at the head of the city. He thought a little and walked over in the next moment.

"What is Palace Master Xu thinking?" He asked with a smile, squinting.

Xu Han came back to his senses when he heard the words, but he was a little surprised to see that Lin Shou was the one who came.

"It's nothing, I just think something seems wrong."

"What's the matter?" Xu Han's remarks in the attic today changed Lin Shou's view of Xu Han. At this time, he naturally wanted to ask what he said.

"Hmm..." Xu Han stretched out his hand after thinking a little bit, and pointed to the dense row of corpses lying outside the city. Naturally, the corpses cannot be seen clearly in the night, but the approximate locations of the corpses can be seen vaguely.

"Look at the general, the positions of those corpses are almost all concentrated in a place a hundred meters away from the city gate, and then gradually decrease towards both sides."

"Huh? Is there any problem with this?" Lin Shou puzzled.

"Of course there is no problem in our opinion. It can only show that the general rules the army well and that the archers under him have accurate arrows." Xu Han smiled, and the front of the conversation changed at that time: "But Yu It seems that Muji may have some problems."

"What's the problem?" Lin Shouxiang heard something, a divine light lit up in his eyes, and asked in his mouth.

"According to Muji's thoughts, we should have no space to rest since last night, and we have been exhausted all day long. Now we should be tired, but the archers in the general's hands are still so accurate. It’s just an unreasonable thing..."

"So what does Palace Master Xu mean?"

"Since the plan is to be calculated, it is natural to do the trick. I think it is okay to expose some flaws to the Northern Frontier King." Xu Han said this, and the smile on his face suddenly became heavy again. .

The old general had a sudden look on his face at that time, he stroked his beard and smiled: "Okay, okay, the lord has a good plan."

His burst of laughter attracted the surprised look of everyone around him, but the old general turned a blind eye to it and still laughed.

"The general is overwhelmed, and the younger generation only made some last words. The key depends on the general's decision." Xu Han respectfully said ~IndoMTL.com~ But he also said this from his heart, not hypocritical humility. Word.

When Lin Shou heard this, he put away his smile. He took a deep look at Xu Han, then said with a deep eyes: "Palace Master is too Qian, your ability is much better than you think."

Lin Shou's praise is naturally not false, and Xu Han no longer continues to be humbly. He changed the front of the conversation and suddenly asked: "There is still something unclear underneath, so please explain to the army."

"What's the matter?" Lin Shou seemed to be in a good mood at this time, and after hearing Xu Han's words, he asked aloud.

"Muji has more than a thousand experts in the Heavenly Hunting Realm. On our side, the Heavenly Strategy Army can come up with more than 50 experts in the Heavenly Hunting Realm, and the generals have only more than 300 experts. Being together is only half of Muji's hands, so ambush those thousands of Heavenly Hunting realm powerhouses in such a large number, is it a bit too big?"

When Lin Shou heard the words, he was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly laughed.

"Palace Lord not only underestimated himself."

"I also underestimated, what is your hand..."

"Dozens of red robe officials..."