Infinite Sims

"Full of loyalty..."

Hearing Wan Jinghao's words, Jiang Ren looked at Niu Kunyuan on the high platform.

Manmen Zhonglie is a commendatory term, but I didn't expect it to become a derogatory term now. It is no one who can pollute an idiom that has been passed down for thousands of years by himself.

"The clown's show-like performance is interesting at first glance, but it is suffering after watching for a long time."

Jiang Ren put away his mind and focused on returning to his calm body.

Only during the siege battle where people died constantly during the day can he truly feel the changes and existence of this demonic body, and the rest of the time will return to calm.

Seeing that there was nothing abnormal in his body, he began to review the current situation in Yecheng.

"From the current situation."

"Many middle- and low-level positions in the army are occupied by some incompetent rich children. Coupled with reasons such as embezzlement of military rations, grouping together to bully recruits, etc., the overall combat effectiveness is worrying."

"However, most of the generals in charge of military power in the city are veterans."

"In addition to the blood that they will never surrender, they also have good military accomplishments. Even if the reinforcements do not arrive, they can stabilize the situation."

"Relying on the Yecheng built as an important strategic location, it is not a problem to defend it for a month or two."

Jiang Ren glanced at Yecheng at dusk, his mind sank into his body, and he began to practice meditation.

According to the current feeling of getting stronger every time, in a month or two, he has a high probability of accumulating the energy to change his body.

Not long.

After Niu Kunyuan finished speaking and left, the hundreds of defenders who had stood for a long time could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

They may not know as much as Wan Jinghao, but as soldiers, they naturally don't have a good impression of this prefect who can only say good things but has done nothing practical.

The two brothers Wan Jinghao and Wan Shi left the scene immediately.

Especially Wan Shi.

When he left, there was still an indignant disdain on his face.

When he heard the story behind the plaques of loyalty and loyalty, his whole body was as disgusting as eating dung, and he could no longer have any good feelings for Niu Taishou who "loves the people like a son".

In a quarter of an hour.

The two brothers came to the door of a house.

The family in front of them does not belong to them, but Mo Xiao's family.

"Brother Mo."

Wan Jinghao sighed, stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Due to the large number of dead people, Mo Xiao's body and the other dead were placed in the mortuary next to the city gate, and they were usually disposed of in two to three days.

As a colleague, Wan Jinghao took on the responsibility of bringing the news of the death to his parents.

In addition to the promised words, they are reminded that if they want to collect their son's body in person, they must rush to the morgue as soon as possible.

The door was opened by a couple with gray hair.

Seeing his son's classmate outside the door, Wan Jinghao, who is known as an unrivaled talent, as a small businessman, they immediately called out cordially: "Why is Mr. Wan here, my child."

Halfway through the conversation, Mo's father and mother's expression changed.

Both of them found out that only Wan Jinghao came, not their son Mo Xiao.

This condition usually represents an outcome they cannot tolerate.

"Master Wan, my Xiao'er was delayed by something on the way, so I want you to come over and let us know?"

Mother Mo looked at him expectantly, her hands pinching the clothes around her waist nervously.

"Uncle and aunt, Mo Xiao asked me to tell you before he died. Forgive him for not being filial."

Wan Jinghao finished speaking with a solemn expression, and finally said softly: "Sorry."

He didn't know why he had to apologize, obviously Mo Xiao's death had nothing to do with him, but he did it anyway, it seemed that it would make him feel a little better.

"Xiao'er!"

Amidst the low sobs, Mo's father and Mo's mother hugged each other.

Neither of them amplified their crying, but their slightly trembling bodies already foreshadowed the sadness and pain in their hearts.

Wan Shi, who was watching from the sidelines, shook his head regretfully.

Even with the advantages of the city wall, it is never a safe thing to defend the city. These days, he has seen many houses with mourning banners hanging outside their doors.

Maybe one day it will be my turn

Wan Shi subconsciously looked at Wan Jinghao, and then squeezed his thigh through the clothes, cursing inwardly, how could he curse his younger brother.

"Uncle and aunt, take care."

Wan Jinghao didn't say anything else, he pulled his elder brother and turned to leave.

The immortal grandpa once said that "the joys and sorrows of people are not connected", so all I can do is try not to disturb.

After half a quarter of an hour.

The two came to a courtyard door.

Looking at the yard in front of him, Wan Jinghao felt touched.

As a poor scholar, I don't accept those officials and wealthy businessmen using marriage contracts as investment, so naturally I can't earn the money to buy this courtyard simply by relying on pen and ink.

After all, although the yard is not big, it is close to the bustling area and the security situation is good.

The one who really allowed me to earn these silver taels was that immortal grandpa who appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Relying on the pastry and some gadget-making skills learned from the fairy grandpa, he not only captured Huang Lanxi's heart, but also earned a lot of money through cooperation.

"We're back."

Wan Shi knocked on the door, and then called out again through the door.

With the sound of hurried footsteps, the thick wooden door was pulled open.

"Officer, uncle."

The person who opened the door was a young woman with an ordinary appearance but a good temperament.

"Sister-in-law." Wan Jinghao called.

This woman is the wife Wan Shi married two years ago, named Ji Rong.

She has a gentle personality, is kind to others, and knows how to manage the house. In the past two years, my brother has spoken well of her in private.

"Has Sheng'er been naughty today?"

Wan Shi asked as he walked in the door.

Sheng'er is his son's nickname, and he just turned one year old two months ago.

"Sheng'er is very good today, she hasn't cried since this morning."

Seeing the two brothers coming in, Ji Rong stepped forward and closed the door, turned around and said, "My parents are in the back room, you go over first, I'll come as soon as I heat up the dishes."

The dishes are already ready.

But because they came back later than usual, they were a bit cold and needed to be reheated.

"Father, mother."

Wan Jinghao walked into the back room with a smile on his face, and saw that they were teasing a chubby baby.

Mother Wan looked up to see her two sons, and asked with a smile, "Why did you come back so late? What happened today?"

This kind of situation has not been encountered in the past few days, so she just asked casually.

Wan Shi opened his mouth to explain: "The prefect just came to inspect the west gate, and left all of us nearby."

As for the scandal that his younger brother told his prefect's family, he didn't say anything.

It's okay for the two brothers to whisper about that kind of thing, but if they accidentally tell it from their parents, outsiders may know that they will be hated.

Then under the inquiry of Wanmu Wanfu.

Wan Jinghao also briefly summarized what happened during the day, and said that Yecheng is now impenetrable, so there is no need to worry about it.

As for the death of classmate Mo Xiao, it was brought up in one sentence.

He didn't want to spread the sad things he encountered outside to his family, he just wanted his parents to spend every day happily.

The food is served.

The family of six ate in harmony.

In front of Sheng'er's "baby language" who can only babble, there were laughter and laughter on the dinner table from time to time.

The night was getting dark.

"I don't know what happened to Mr. Si, and her."

Wan Jinghao lay down on the bed after turning off the lights, and took out a yellowed white handkerchief from his arms.

The handkerchief was given to her by Huang Lanxi when she was five years old.

Even in the past few years in the academy, she has given herself many gifts, but this is the only one that she always carries with her.

"everything will get better."

Wan Jinghao put away the handkerchief, pulled the quilt over his abdomen, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the silence, most people in the city have fallen asleep.

Only the soldiers who are on duty at night are still doing their duties, especially the soldiers guarding the city walls, who must maintain their full attention at all times.

Although the barbarian army never tried to attack the city at night except for the first few days.

But the veterans who are well versed in the art of war did not relax their vigilance because of this.

After all, without knowing when the reinforcements will arrive, facing an enemy force ten times larger than its own, Yecheng cannot afford even a small mistake.

West Gate.

Two carriages came from the city to the bottom of the city wall.

With the help of his servant, Niu Kunyuan, who was dressed in a prefect uniform, stepped on the servant's back and got out of the car. Looking at the moon in the sky covered by clouds, he let out a low chuckle.

His son Niu Dengwen followed closely behind.

She was dressed in snow-white clothes, with a few jade embellishments on the belt, and a jade pendant of low quality hanging on the side. Under the handsome face, there was a hint of arrogance.

Followed by several guards, the father and son walked up the stairs to the city wall.

The soldiers on the road seemed to pretend that the two of them did not exist, standing in place without saying a word, like a statue.

The two came to the wall and stood in an area away from the soldiers.

"Wen'er."

Niu Kunyuan looked at the flames of the barbarian camp outside the city from a distance, and asked, "Are you ready?"

"Baby has already taken care of things."

Upon hearing this, Niu Dengwen smiled and nodded.

He was a little surprised when he first heard the news, but his father's choice was exactly what he wanted.

Niu Kunyuan put his hands behind his back and shook his head: "After today, my Niu family will definitely go to a higher level."

Niu Dengwen nodded again, his face was full of anticipation, and even his breathing became a little short.

Although his father has five sons, he is the only legitimate son and the only one who helps his father with family affairs. The family has become more prosperous, and it is the best thing for him who will inherit the position of head of the family in the future.

There was a sound of footsteps.

"Prefect Niu is here, but I, Yang, don't even know about it, so please forgive me if I miss you."

Yang Chenfeng, the general guarding the west city wall, walked towards this side supported by a group of personal soldiers, with a half-hearted smile on his face.

For Niu Kunyuan, the civil servant leader who is bent on surrendering.

Most generals scoffed, and Yang Chenfeng was no exception.

If he hadn't considered the needs of stabilizing the civilians in the city, he would have been unable to bear the temptation to arrest Niu Kunyuan and put him in the prefect's mansion at the very least. How could he be allowed to wander around like he is now.

Don't be unable to do one thing at that time, and still hold back their defenders everywhere.

"I'm the governor of a county. Do you have to report to General Yang before going anywhere?"

Niu Kunyuan put his hands behind his back and lifted his chin slightly, as if he didn't take him seriously.

Yang Chenfeng sneered, and approached him directly.

Several guards nearby wanted to stop them, but they stopped under Niu Kunyuan's signal, and could only let Yang Chenfeng stand in front of Niu Kunyuan.

"It's good that you have the highest official position, but don't forget that it is our military attache who is in charge of fighting, and our military attache is the one who controls the military power, and the most popular one is our military attache."

Yang Chenfeng stopped less than half a fist away from Niu Kunyuan's face, almost spitting on the latter's face.

"so what?"

Niu Kunyuan smiled indifferently.

Yang Chenfeng leaned forward again, pressed his forehead against his and said: "That means we can arrest people like you who are greedy for life and fear of death at any time, and send them to the eighteenth floor of hell."

"yes?"

Niu Kunyuan shook his head and chuckled, took a torch from the soldier beside him, and walked to the edge of the city wall: "General Yang, I'll show you something good, I hope you'll talk to me like this after watching it."

As soon as the words fell, he threw the torch outside the city.

Yang Chenfeng snorted coldly, stepped forward and casually glanced at the bottom of the city wall, his face changed drastically in an instant.

Look straight into the area illuminated by the torches below.

A few barbarian cavalrymen on tall horses were looking up, with cruel and strange smiles on their faces. In the blurred light and shadow around, some overlapping black shadows of cavalry can still be seen.

"Not good, enemy..."

Yang Chenfeng hadn't finished speaking the words "enemy attack", but because of a steel knife that suddenly struck from behind and was deeply stuck in his neck, he couldn't speak anymore.

Looking at the guards who started, and Niu Kunyuan with a sneer on his face.

His already wide eyes were almost bursting out of their sockets, filled with anger and remorse.

"General Yang!"

The following soldiers looked startled, and just about to draw their swords, they were stabbed in the back by several colleagues beside them, and died with puzzled faces.

Zheng!

The guard who made the move withdrew the knife, and Yang Chenfeng, who had only a trace of breath left, fell to the ground.

"Do it!"

The guards and the hands-on soldiers shouted at the same time.

On this quiet night, it was enough for people within hundreds of meters to hear it.

Just as a group of soldiers looked towards the direction of the sound.

The soldiers wearing green turbans beside them drew their weapons one after another, and killed their former companions. The movements were clean and neat, as if they had been rehearsed many times.

Even if someone reacts in time and wants to resist.

But in the face of the betrayers who have been prepared and have a superior number, there is still only a dead end.

"you"

Niu Kunyuan burst into tears, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

He hates it!

I hate myself for not discovering Niu Kunyuan's betrayal earlier, and I hate myself for not arresting and imprisoning Niu Kunyuan for following the advice of others to maintain stability.

Hate yourself for not being decisive, hate yourself for being incompetent.

"It's a pity, General Yang."

Niu Kunyuan raised his right foot and stepped on Yang Chenfeng's face.

He looked at the bloodshot eyes under his feet, and the soles of his feet rubbed vigorously on one of the eyeballs, and said triumphantly: "It seems that it's not me, but you that should go to hell!"