General''s house.


    The bloodstained Mu Dongjiao sat on the table for a few days, holding his head and looking sad.


    The first taste of artillery power, instinctive fear, turned to full of anger.


    The soldiers who followed them were actually mutilated in this war. Many of the bodies carried down were already flesh and blood blurred and could not find the mutilated limbs and broken arms.


    At the thought of these brothers who accompanied him day and night, because they broke their arms on the huangquan road and were not accepted by Changsheng day, Mu Dong jiaodun was sad and depressed.


    "General, say a word, let''s... How do we keep it again?"


    The general with broken armor and bloody face leaned against the desk and looked at Mu Dongjiao with hope.


    At this time, there is no powerful force or better plan to deal with the powerful fire. Many soldiers have little hope of keeping the city.


    Seeing that the figure on the first seat did not move, the general with gauze hanging his arm suddenly stood up.


    Clapping the tables and chairs beside him, he looked a little impatient.


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


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


    "My arm has been dedicated to the city. The power of Datang''s shell is powerful. If we keep it, we will only die and more people!"


    In his excitement, he pulled his arm, red blood soaked in snow-white gauze, and the painful general showed his teeth, but he never snorted.


    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 burst.


    He lifted the table in front of him with one foot. In the crackling sound, the table broke up, and scattered sawdust scattered all over the hall.


    Mu Dongjiao shot a cold look from his eyes and stood up according to the handrail.


    Looking at the general just now, he stepped forward step by step, and a low voice came out of his throat.


    "Escape? Where?"


    "We have lived in this land for several years! Such cities we are familiar with, brave soldiers, captive cattle and sheep..."


    Looking at the general retreating step by step, Mu Dongjiao didn''t seem to mean to retreat.


    Approaching step by step, he pushed the general back to the seat, stretched out his hand to the direction of the city gate, and the voice suddenly rose.


    "Here are our dead brothers! They haven''t been buried and their bones haven''t been cold. Where do you want to escape?"


    "The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty have slaughtered them one by one beyond recognition. Such great hatred is unparalleled!"


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


    The angry voice hissed and roared, and the cold light from the eyes made people shudder. Many soldiers bowed their heads and dared not look at the frightening eyes.


    Step, step.


    Footsteps came from the courtyard. When I walked to the door of the hall, I found the repressive atmosphere in the house and couldn''t help but take a light step.


    Glancing at Mu Dongjiao''s cold face, the deputy general lowered his head and reported with a fist.


    "General, the city has been arranged."


    "The soldiers from the east gate were transferred to the west gate and attacked the city again in the Tang Dynasty. The soldiers... The soldiers were a little impetuous, and their subordinates had been pressed down."


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


    As if on the eve of the storm, there was a breathless feeling, especially the figure standing in the hall, like a hill, exuded a touch of wild animal like authority.


    Mu Dongjiao stood in place and looked slowly at the deputy general.


    A long time.


    Raised his foot and took the first step, and the words of suppressed anger came out slowly.


    "Very good!"


    "When the order goes down, all the heavy collapsed houses will be removed, the beams and mud embryos will be transported to the city."


    "Clean up the broken bricks and stones on the city wall and explain to the soldiers that they should avoid shells. As for those Tang troops who want to rush into the city, they are slaughtered and left behind the city. Let the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty know that they are dying if they provoke Mu Dongjiao!"


    The deputy general twisted his eyebrows and promised to turn and escape from the dull hall.


    In the suffocating hall, Mu Dongjiao walked slowly, came to the senior general with gauze belt again, and bent down slightly.


    Such as the eagle''s eyes flashed a fierce color and stared at the pupils with fear.


    "From this moment on, I don''t want to hear a word about escape!"


    "If there is, it will be publicly displayed and attributed to the crime of defection!"


    The body on the seat shook suddenly, swallowed a mouthful of saliva difficultly, and the atmosphere didn''t dare to breathe.


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


    Touching the cold scabbard, a low voice sounded in the hall.


    "Break up and reorganize armaments!"


    Thin and steady footsteps then sounded in the hall. When everything was calm, Mu Dongjiao put on his sword and walked out slowly.


    A shadow stood out from behind the screen.


    The green clothes are bright and graceful.


    Looking at the figure that disappeared at the door, she touched her chin with her slender hand and raised her eyebrows gently.


    "Is the war so tragic?"


    "Really to the point of a desperate struggle?"


    Complex looking at the empty door, the woman''s face flashed a touch of hesitation.


    Do you want to tell general Tieling?