The bright moon dominated the world during the Qin Dynasty

Yunzhong County.

The lone city stands outside, with low walls built of earth and stone, which are now in dilapidated condition.

As far as the eye can see, the grassland in the distance is withered and yellow. The weather was dry and it had not rained for many days.

"how's it going?"

The guard general of Zhao Jun stood on the city wall and glanced behind him. All the people who had not evacuated were gathered here at this moment.

The faces of the soldiers in the city were yellow and bloodless, and their lips were cracked.

"The wells in the city can still draw some water, but they can't supply so many people."

There was less food and grass in the city, and the horses were getting thinner and thinner. Zhao Jun's soldiers glanced at the guard and looked hesitant.

"Sir, there is something I don't know whether to say or not?"

General Zhao Jun looked at his soldiers and saw that their expressions were different and asked.

"What words?"

"It was the caravan in the city that lured the Huns over. Why don't we hand it over to the Huns outside the city in exchange for them withdrawing?"

The Zhao Jun guard looked hesitant and looked back. Almost all the buildings in this small city had been demolished and used as fuel and defense supplies. The people in the caravan and the people in the city who had not yet evacuated were clearly divided into two groups. group.

Zhao Jun's generals have been guarding here for many years. It can be seen at a glance that the guards of this caravan are not simple roles.

It can be seen from their eyes that these people are experienced veterans who are indifferent to life and death.

Among them, everyone has strong arms and extremely skilled coordination, and many of them are archers with excellent shooting skills.

Zhao Jun's guard had secretly investigated and found that there were strong bows and two carts of arrows hidden in their team.

Think about it, how can someone who dares to do business with barbarians in this desert grassland be a simple character.

General Zhao shook his head and temporarily put this very tempting idea behind him.

It is too risky to attack this caravan now. The disadvantage is that both sides will lose, but it will benefit the barbarians outside.

"What does it say above, are there any reinforcements?"

King Zhao suddenly transferred Li Mu and his elite troops away. Today, the troops in Yunzhong, Daijun and other places are weak.

Zhao Jun's soldiers shook their heads. Several waves of sentry cavalry had been sent out, but there was still no news from the rear.

"Zhao Jun cannot send reinforcements."

The sudden sound made the general guarding the city of Zhao Jun stunned. At some point, a figure appeared in front of his eyes.

He was dressed in cloth with a thick coat and a red mask.

"Who are you?"

The soldiers of the Zhao army were shocked, but then the sound of war drums rang in their ears.

"Enemy attack, east."

Zhao Jun's guard roared and ignored the weirdo in front of him.

"Lie down! Get down quickly!"

Arrows flew across the sky, like death's scythe, and those who showed the slightest flaw were harvested.

Not only Zhao Jun's soldiers, but also the people in the city hid behind the trenches that had been prepared. But those who didn't have time to get in all fell to the ground.

Life disappears like clouds and smoke, the sky is filled with darkness, and the sounds of blood and wailing cannot be heard.

Zhao Jun's guard held his helmet, raised his head, and wanted to check the damage, but found that the man with the red mask was still standing there, with his hands behind his back.

There seemed to be a magic power in his body, and the Huns' arrows could not hurt him.

In this doomsday-like scene, the person in front of him seemed to have a different style of painting.

He was seen cruising on the city wall with his hands behind his back, as if watching the enemy's situation. His back was like a mountain, giving people a sense of security.

A roar of tigers resounded outside the city, and the sound of attacking the city seemed to have stopped for an instant.

The guard general of Zhao Army boldly stretched out his head from behind the wall, and his eyes opened to their limit in an instant.

Everyone saw that the more than a thousand ferocious Xiongnu soldiers outside the city were rushed into the battle formation by a huge machine beast like a ghost, killing them crazily.

The white tigers of the machine crossed the Xiongnu army formation and charged in from the right. The powerful soldiers and sharp swords were unstoppable. Soon, the Xiongnu siege camp was thrown into chaos.

In less than half an hour, the Xiongnu problem that had troubled Zhao soldiers for a long time had been resolved.

The Xiongnu fled in all directions, and the cheers of Zhao Jun rang out in the city.

The general guarding the city stood up, looked at the person in front of him, and felt a loud and unpredictable feeling. However, just when the guard wanted to speak and express his gratitude, the person in front of him had already spoken out first.

"Please settle the money."

"what money?"

The garrison general stood up, with some doubts in his voice.

"It's money to help you defend the city!"

"You still want money?"

The guard was a little surprised. He could tell that the person in front of him was a disciple of the Mo family. He has been guarding the border town for many years, but he still has good vision. The mechanism beast should be one of the four spirit beasts of the Mo family, the mechanism white tiger.

In the Mo family, those who can mobilize the White Tiger should have an extraordinary status.

However, the words and deeds of this man of extraordinary status were completely different from the words and deeds of the Mohist disciples in the general's impression.

"You don't have to pay to help others fight. Would you do such a thing?"

Zhao Shuang's words left the Zhao army guard speechless for a moment.

"Husband!"

At this moment, a woman trotted over with a worried look on her face.

Zhao Shuang looked at this woman and let out a light sigh.

This woman was not outstanding in appearance. She was wearing a dress. Although she was wearing Zhao clothes, she was wearing the accessories of a Hu girl.

"Are you a barbarian?"

Zhao Shuang's words did not cause any commotion. In this borderland, it was normal to choose a Hu girl. General Zhao Guoshou pulled his wife and said.

"I've met the Mo family"

For a moment, General Zhao Jun didn't know what to say, but Zhao Shuang took over the topic easily.

"Jade-faced flying dragon!"

The Hu woman saluted without any mistakes. It was obvious that she had been staying here for a long time.

"Which Hu tribe are you from?"

Zhao Shuang's question made the woman lower her head and hesitate to speak, but her husband didn't care and answered casually.

"My wife is a descendant of the Moon Wolf. The barbarians have many tribes, and the commander-in-chief must have never heard of them."

Descendants of the Moon Wolf?

"Commander, regarding the cost of the Mohist army sending troops to help our army, I will definitely tell you."

Before the guard had finished speaking, Zhao Shuang put a hand on his shoulder.

"What is money without money? As the saying goes, we are all brothers from all over the world. I was just joking just now, can I really ask for your money?"

The guard was stunned for a moment, but then he heard Zhao Shuang continue talking.

"I, a member of the Mo family, have always put chivalry first and money first. From the moment I saw your wife, I have made you my friend."

Why does this sound so weird?

At this moment, a flying cavalry galloped towards here, setting off a lot of smoke and dust.

Zhao Jun's soldiers drew their bows and arrows, and were about to stop Lai Qi from advancing, but were stopped by Zhao Shuang.

"General, 10,000 Huns are already heading here. They will reach this city in less than two days."

The disciples of the Mo family came with this information, and the city was filled with uproar.

Zhao Shuang's voice sounded in the guard's ears again, with a hint of solemnity.

"King Zhao has already planned to shrink the border defense line and save strength. The reinforcements will not be able to get through. Lead the soldiers and civilians in the city to withdraw immediately."

"But the Huns are approaching with 10,000 cavalry. With so many of us, even if we escape, we won't be able to escape far."

"Don't worry, I'll stop them."

Zhao Shuang patted the guard's shoulder, and the heavy strength from his hand made him feel relieved. However, this emotion only lasted a short time.

"Besides, your wife can lend it to me."