Wei and Jin cooks

At night, the long and sad sound of Hujia can be heard in the west of Anle County, as well as the low singing of the Huns, singing the most common songs on the grassland.

The soldier lying on the tower looking down at the city seemed to see himself walking farther and farther on the grassland in the familiar singing. His mother was calling him from behind to drive the cattle and sheep back for food. There will be delicious mutton and vegetable dumplings tonight... …

Or he saw himself lying on the back of a horse. As it moved, he drifted into sleep. When he opened his eyes, his cattle and sheep were surrounding him...

Some young soldiers shed tears and choked quietly: "I want to go home..."

The older soldier said nothing, but patted his shoulder with red eyes.

This battle was so tiring, and the soldiers' homesickness reached its peak in the singing and music. The whole army was tired of war!

Even Liu Yan couldn't help but think of the time he had spent with the late emperor and his ministers. After all, Chen Yuanda and His Majesty really cherished each other. It's a pity that he...

Liu Yan's thoughts drifted away with the music, and looking back on the past, he couldn't help but have doubts about the future. Can they really break through Zhao Hanzhang's encirclement and establish a territory in Youzhou?

Maybe King Beihai is right, it's better to surrender and wait for the future.

The late emperors could rise after being dormant for a hundred years, and their descendants can naturally do the same, as long as they wait for the opportunity...

Liu Yan felt that Liu Cong was too impatient and too arbitrary.

The thought flashed across his mind, and Liu Yan was horrified. Unknowingly, he was also affected by the music. If he was like this, let alone other soldiers?

Liu Yan became anxious and turned around to find Liu Jie to find a solution, but after taking two steps, his legs gradually became heavy. What could be done? It was difficult to isolate the sound. Even if he covered his ears with his hands, he could still hear vaguely. It will make the soldiers listen more carefully...

Your Majesty can't hear the second voice now. Reporting this matter will only increase the trouble. I don't know how many people will die by then.

Liu Yan stopped while walking and leaned on the tower without moving.

Tonight, Liu Kun gave full play to his musical talent, and the band he brought also made great achievements. Before dawn, the besieging Zhao army received more than twenty Huns soldiers who came out to surrender.

Zhao Hanzhang raised the corner of his mouth and asked people to treat them favorably and give them to Liu Yi to manage.

Liu Yi was originally a soft-hearted and obedient character, and he didn't mind if they surrendered later. He would happily accept anyone who came.

The Hun soldiers in Anle City listened to the music for most of the night and cried for the rest of the night. They thought about their hometown, their parents, brothers, sisters, wives and children all night long, and few of them could sleep a wink.

At this time, the Zhao army, which was gathering strength and strength, attacked the city. They attacked the city gate twice and were repulsed. The last time, Zhao Hanzhang personally went to the front line to encourage, and also brought Liu Yi and the Huns soldiers with him.

In the midst of their calls and shouts of death, more than 70 people from the death squad, out of 100 people, jumped onto the tower. They stabilized the ladder without encountering any resistance, creating a way out for the compatriots behind them, and then they headed downstairs. Kill.

Under the city gate, there were no defensive weapons such as arrow arrays and stones on the city tower. Zhao's army's siege echelon also arrived and started to collide directly.

After working together inside and outside, the city gate was quickly opened, and Zhao's army rushed into the city.

Liu Yan knew that the situation was over, so he could only push Liu Jie, "Your Highness, go quickly, go quickly!"

Liu Jie pushed Liu Yan away, chopped down a soldier who turned to run, and shouted loudly: "Fight out, and those who are timid will be killed without mercy -"

The Huns soldiers who turned around to run could only turn around and attack again.

Liu Jie wanted to lead his troops to attack personally. Liu Yan, who was pushed to the ground, hugged his legs and shouted: "Your Highness, Anyang City can no longer be defended. You must go back and inform Your Majesty quickly. Break out of the siege, otherwise when Zhao Hanzhang crosses Anyang City, Hunu County will become an isolated city!"

Although Hunu County is also threatened by mountains and rivers, it is much worse than Jinyang. The most terrible thing is that they have 80,000 troops in the county. Together with the Xiongnu people, the number is nearly 150,000. A Hunu County cannot support itself. Self-sufficiency means that Zhao Hanzhang can surround them.

Liu Yan said: "Your Majesty, please leave quickly before Zhao Hanzhang forms an encirclement!"

Liu Jie waved his knife angrily and could only give up, "Leave this to Liu Qing."

After saying that, he turned around and took his bodyguard with him to lead the remaining soldiers and run away.

However, some soldiers did not want to leave, so they quietly slowed down and fell behind. When Zhao's army came up, they decisively dropped their weapons and surrendered.

As expected, the Zhao Jiajun did not kill the prisoners, but simply put them into prisoner camps. I heard that they would be registered and then handed over to their North Sea King.

It's better to leave it to the North Sea King, it's still one of our own.

The Hun soldiers who surrendered breathed a sigh of relief. They came up with pens and notebooks and asked them their names, ages, what they were good at, and even asked what their parents and brothers were good at. They knew everything, and they were very cooperative. very.

Liu Kun watched the notebooks being filled up one after another, and then put them into the box and sealed them. He couldn't help but squinted his eyes, "Why do you need to record in such detail? How much paper does it cost?"

Zhao Hanzhang was looking at the special talents written down by the soldiers. This was another booklet, different from the one sealed in the box.

When Liu Kun asked, she just raised her eyelids and glanced at the piles of books, "Compared with the value of talents and information, the value of paper is not worth mentioning."

Many of Zhao Hanzhang's talents were selected from prisoners and refugees. They all relied on children trained in schools, and they had to wait for many more years.

How did she acquire these talents? In addition to self-recommendations and being recommended by others, more information is collected through this kind of information.

Zhao Hanzhang read the brochure and handed it to Fu Tinghan, "Talk to them and take away everything you can."

Liu Kun was very interested in her pamphlet and quickly approached it and said, "Let me take a look."

Fu Tinghan looked at Zhao Hanzhang, who raised his chin and showed the pamphlet to Liu Kun. In the past, this kind of thing would be left to Fan Ying.

Fan Ying went out for inspection, so he could only take over such core affairs. Now it seems that she is not averse to using Liu Kun.

Liu Kun flipped through it casually. He didn't pay attention at first. When he turned to the second page, he immediately reacted. His body couldn't help but straighten, and his hand holding the book tightened.

He quickly raised his head and glanced at Zhao Hanzhang.

Zhao Hanzhang smiled at him.

Liu Kun's heart shivered, and he couldn't help but slow down while flipping through the book. He flipped through the pages one by one. The book was not very thick, and there were about 230 people recorded in it, with their names and place of origin. , age and current physical condition, etc.

The specialty is not obvious at first glance on the brochure, but once you flip through it, no one can take their eyes away from it.