The Great Tang: World Martial God

General House.

Mu Dongjiao, covered in blood, was sitting behind the case, holding his head, with a sad expression.

After the first taste of the power of artillery fire, after instinctive fear, he turned to full of anger.

Those soldiers who followed him were actually mutilated in this battle, and many of the corpses that had been moved were already bloody, with missing limbs and broken arms.

At the thought of these brothers who had been with him day and night, because they had broken their arms on Huangquan Road and were not accepted by Changshengtian, Mu Dongjiao felt sad and depressed.

"General, let's just say something, let's... how do we guard again?"

The armor was broken and the blood-stained general leaned on the desk, looking at Mu Dongjiao hopefully.

At this moment, there is no powerful force yet, and a better strategy to deal with the mighty artillery fire, and many soldiers' hopes of defending the city have become slim.

Seeing that the figure in the first seat didn't move, the general with the gauze dangling his arm suddenly stood up.

He slapped the tables and chairs beside him, making him a little impatient.

"General! It's not a good way to drag it down like this!"

"Datang has already given a deadline, let's! We only have one hour!"

"The old man's arm has already been dedicated to the city, and Datang's cannonball is so powerful that if you keep on guarding it, we will only die and more people!"

In the excitement, he pulled his arm, and the white gauze was stained with red blood. The painful general bared his teeth, but he never groaned.

escape.

Perhaps the word was too harsh, or perhaps the general's attitude detonated Mu Dongjiao's state of mind that he was about to explode.

A kick kicked the case table in front of him, and in the crackling, the case table shattered, and scattered wood chips scattered throughout the hall, everywhere.

Mu Dongjiao shot a cold gaze in his eyes and stood up by the handrail.

Looking at the general just now, he stepped forward, and a low voice came from his throat.

"Escape? Where to escape?"

"We have lived in this land for several years! This kind of city is familiar to us, brave soldiers, cattle and sheep raised in captivity..."

Looking at the general backing step by step, Mu Dongjiao didn't seem to have the intention to retreat.

Approaching step by step, he pushed the general back to the seat, stretched his fingers towards the city gate, and the voice suddenly rose.

"Here are our dead brothers! Haven't been in the soil, the bones are not cold, where do you want to escape?"

"The Great Tang's soldiers have completely slaughtered them one by one. Such great enmity is not shared!"

"Keep it! Keep it here! Even if the last soldier dies here, he will never take a step back!"

The angry voice hissed and roared, and the cold light from the eyes made people shudder. Many soldiers lowered their heads and did not dare to look at those frightening eyes.

Ta Ta Ta.

There were footsteps in the courtyard, and when he walked to the entrance of the hall, he found the depressed atmosphere in the house, and he couldn't help but relax.

Glancing at Mu Dongjiao's stern face, the lieutenant lowered his head and clasped his fists to report.

"General, arrangements have been made in the city."

"The soldiers from the East Gate were transferred to the West Gate, and once again the siege of the regional Datang, the soldiers... the soldiers were slightly more impetuous, and the subordinates were already suppressed."

When the voice fell, the whole hall fell into silence.

As if it was on the eve of the storm, there was a feeling of breathlessness, especially the figure standing in the hall like a hill, exuding a wild beast-like coercion.

Mu Dongjiao stood in place, slowly looking at the lieutenant.

For a long while.

He lifted his foot and took the first step, and the words that suppressed his anger slowly spread.

"very good!"

"The order is passed down, and all the heavy collapsed houses will remove the mud embryos of the beams and transport them to the top of the city."

"Clean up the broken bricks and rocks on the city wall, and explain to the soldiers, pay attention to avoiding shells. As for those Tang troops who wanted to rush the city, they were slaughtered and thrown down the city. Let the soldiers of Datang know and provoke me. Dong Jiao is just dying!"

The lieutenant twisted his eyebrows to promise, and turned to escape from this dull hall.

In the suffocating hall, Mu Dongjiao walked slowly, walked up to the general with the gauze belt again, and leaned down slightly.

A fierce color flashed in Ruying's eyes, staring at the pupils with horror.

"From now on, I never want to hear a word about escape!"

"If so, I will show it to the public for the first time, and attribute it to the crime of defecting!"

The figure on the seat trembled suddenly, and he swallowed hard, not daring to take a breath.

The burly figure suddenly pulled up, stepped on the broken wood chips on the ground, and strode towards the knife holder in the hall.

Touching the cold scabbard, a low voice rang through the hall.

"Exit, rectify your armaments!"

Afterwards, the sound of steady footsteps sounded in the hall, and when everything was calm, Mu Dongjiao put on the sword and walked out slowly.

A figure stood out from behind the screen.

Tsing Yi is bright and graceful.

Looking at the figure that disappeared at the door, his delicate hands touched his chin, and his eyebrows were gently raised.

"Is this war so tragic?"

"Really to the point of a desperate fight?"

Looking complicatedly at the empty doorway, a hesitation flashed across the woman's face.

Should I tell General Tieling?