in the edge

Chapter 61 The Besieged City Alone

In the Governor's Mansion of Jizhou, He Xiqing sat on the seat that originally belonged to Liu Yanran, closing his eyes and concentrating.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep in ten days.

As a mature warrior, he knows the importance of rest. If he doesn't eat well and sleep well, no matter how tyrannical he is, his fighting strength will be greatly reduced - but there is nothing he can do about it. The murderer who killed his brother It's really too hateful.

When the soldiers are eating, the murderer will come and attack them. When the soldiers are drinking water, the murderer will come and attack them. When the soldiers are sleeping, even when they are defecating and peeing, the murderer will still come and attack them.

Although He Xiqing reacted very quickly every time, the murderer would be forced to retreat after killing a few people, but even if the murderer ran away, the dead people would not be able to come back to life.

“He was wearing down my physical strength, he was killing me mentally.”

He Xiqing clearly realized this.

Just like cunning coyotes, they never fight other beasts head-on, but follow their prey all the way, jumping up and taking a bite from time to time, and will not rush until the prey loses too much blood and is exhausted Feast on it.

As a prairie man, He Xiqing had killed no fewer than a hundred coyotes, but he never thought that he would be treated like this one day.

The trapped beast is still fighting, he even thought about desperately, he remembered where the murderer came from, he must kill this beast.

But when he finally lifted his spirits and led a team to raid Yangjiabao, the village built around Wubao was already empty.

The enemy had already predicted his actions and left him no chance to catch a turtle in a jar.

"Cunning southerners..."

After sighing, He Xiqing could only lead the team back to Ji Town.

He couldn't even plunder any useful supplies, and his enemies left him nothing.

Strengthening the wall and clearing the field is a tactic commonly used by the southerners.For the prairie people who rely on war to support war, this is indeed a very useful method-but if the enemy can use it, he can naturally use it as well.So following the enemy's train of thought, He Xiqing simply prepared to fight against the wall and clear the country, killing all the southerners in Jizhou to strengthen his own strength.

However, the rangers he sent out to search for horses failed to bring back any effective information.

All they brought back were the corpses of their companions, burnt with flames.

Obviously, this is the real way to clear the field with a strong wall. After both sides know that each other can become stronger by killing each other, clearing the field in advance becomes a necessary means-and now, he can't kill a single southerner on his side, but on the other side But you can continue to increase your strength by hunting rangers and exploring horses.

In fact, there is an army of Qingyang tribe that can be hunted by the enemy.

The Qingyang tribe will add chaos, He Xiqing once thought about it, but those old things in the Qingyang tribe must still have hard goods hidden in their hands, and He Xiqing can also guess-right now he is standing still, squatting in Jizhen, To some extent, there was some intention to let that enemy confront the Qingyang Department head-on.

If the Qingyang tribe wins, he will naturally have one less henchman to worry about. If the Qingyang tribe loses, he will also know the truth and falsehood of the leaders.

Who knew, those leaders were so hypocritical.

Ten days ago, twelve wizards of the Qingyang Tribe were killed in a row, and after that, the Qingyang Tribe's army suffered countless harassments - the entire army was pinned to the ground by just one person and beaten, and He Xiqing was still It was the first time I saw this, but this nonsense actually lasted for ten days.

But it was this weak Qingyang Department, which in his eyes was already like a chicken and a dog, yet dared to order him arrogantly.

"Brother, I think it's better to withdraw."

Beside He Xiqing, the nine-foot-tall Mu Ershu spoke.

"Now that the battle is like this, we stayed in Ji Town and were passive. Instead, we retreated to the Qingyang Division and joined the army. Then we..."

"Different."

He Xiqing just shook her head.

Indeed, theoretically speaking, it would be a better choice to withdraw to the army at the moment. His side and the army of the Qingyang Department, working together, will be more handy when dealing with that enemy.

But some things are not just theoretical.

The leaders of the Qingyang Department have long disliked him, and He Xiqing can feel this even if he is blind.But in the current situation, as long as he dared to withdraw, those old things would definitely take him down and take away his military power.

Indeed, changing generals on the spot cannot be considered a rational decision, but does he want to gamble with his own wealth and life on whether those dying old people can maintain their sanity?
He didn't trust He Laijiao, Bu Lu Gu Niu, or the leaders of the Qingyang Department.

Just like those leaders can't trust him.

"What's more, those twelve wizards were prepared for me..."

He Xiqing gave an ugly smile.

It's just that twelve wizards are too many to deal with Liu Yanran, the commander-in-chief of Jizhou.As for the remaining ones, they were obviously prepared for him - whether they wanted to beat them up or kill them, it just depends on the mood of the leaders at that time.

Perhaps as long as he relents, as long as he begs for mercy, the leaders will spare his life and leave him as the watchdog of the Qingyang tribe.

However, he doesn't want to be a dog.

Cyan is the color of the sky, which is what his father told him before he died.

"The sky..."

He Xiqing opened her eyes, looked up at the ceiling, her eyes seemed to see the blue sky through the roof.

Under the melodious sky, horns sounded, and he and his brother galloped on the grassland. In the distance were their parents waiting for them to return home.

"...horn sound?"

He Xiqing suddenly came back to her senses.

"Where did the horn come from? Who blew it?"

"Brother, we don't use that kind of thing... Wait, I heard that too!"

Murshu on the side was about to say something, but the distant sound of the horn also came to his ears.

The melodious horn sound brings the wind on the grassland, and the exciting and cheerful drum beat is the melody of home.

So in order to go home, you have to kill.

"Brother...there's something weird..."

The nine-foot-tall Murshu clenched his fists and tried to maintain his consciousness.

"The power of blood can't be suppressed anymore! I want to kill people now! That's the wizard's horn and drumbeat!"

"...Could it be that the Qingyang Department really wants me to die that much?"

After knocking Mu'ershu unconscious with one punch, He Xiqing gritted his teeth, stood up, pushed the door open and went up the tower.

On top of the city tower, He Xiqing finally saw the figure beating the war drum.

Four eyes facing each other.

Even though they were so far apart, He Xiqing had already seen the burning murderous intent.

"How could he manipulate the wizard's war drum!"

Seeing the familiar figure in the distance, the daring lunatic who killed his own brother, and the life-and-death enemy who brought him down to this point, He Xiqing's eyes turned red instantly.

"Who! Who leaked it! Is it the Qingyang Department! Is it the He Lai horn arc!"

But at this moment, no matter how He Xiqing guessed, it was already too late.

The figure beating the war drum had already shouldered the sword and charged towards him on horseback.

　Chapter 2 is here, everyone go to bed early.

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