The Age of Lords Reborn

Chapter 814 The Story Behind One Thousand and One Nights (Subscribe)

At the beginning of July, Broken Leaf City.

It was late at night, but the flames inside and outside the city were shining brightly, and the shouts of killing had not stopped since the battle started three days ago.

Sun Tzu's Art of War once said that the method of using troops is to encircle them ten times and attack them five times. Although the commanders of the Arab army may not have read Sun Wu's masterpieces, the attacking battles are very consistent with the essentials of the art of war.

8000 troops stormed the west gate where [-] people were stationed, without stopping for a second.

And the generals of the Abbasid dynasty had no sympathy for the soldiers under their command. There was no covering for the wounded to retreat, or changing teams to attack every once in a while.

Appearing on the battlefield, the goal of all Arab soldiers is the city wall in front of them.

"Whoosh whoosh~"

"Boom boom~"

The catapults outside the city continued to show their power, smashing on the top of the city and scattering countless fragments, and the combined efforts of many crossbowmen on the top of the city could also bring a heavy blow to the Arab army outside the city.

Leaning against the wall to avoid a round of flying stones, the face of the pink skull, which has not closed its eyes for a day and a night, is full of anxiety: "These people are really crazy, no matter how many troops there are, they don't attack like this, do they?"

"We have few soldiers, and they just want to fight with us."

Candle lights shook his head by the side, and the corners of his eyes turned to the outside of the city: "I bet, they definitely didn't bring much food, so they don't care about casualties, even if it is five to one battle damage, they can accept it, you are right, this is a group of madman."

"How many soldiers are we wounded now?"

"The team led by Rabbit and Xiaoyu before had [-]% casualties, and our situation is not much better. Even the crossbowmen who know the dreamers have died in battle."

Following the voice of the candle lighting, the Pink Skull couldn't help looking to the right.Over there, there are crossbow soldiers under Mo Xiaobai's command. They are guarding three Yuanrong crossbows, and they have destroyed many Arab catapults.

But now the catapults outside the city are surrounded by heavy enemy shields, and the Yuan Rong crossbows cannot easily break them. Instead, they have become the focus of the catapults outside the city.

"They help us attract firepower, and we have to hold on to this side of the city wall." Gritting his teeth and uttering a sentence, the Pink Skull stood up and raised his hand with a knife, chopping off two Arab soldiers who were about to climb up.

Repeating the same action mechanically, the pink skull's complexion gradually returned to sternness.

It's not that she has never experienced city defense battles. In the dungeon of the Battle of Mingshui, dozens of people defended the city wall against thousands of enemy troops.

"Get off my mother!"

The epee slashed three times in a row, directly splitting out the internal organs of an Arab centurion.

"With this little skill in crowd tactics, don't even think about getting past me."

Pink Skull's fighting spirit was awe-inspiring, and the soldiers around him were also encouraged.

Never back down, it's just a fight to the death!

war!
The battle outside the city is urgent, and another battlefield inside the city is also extremely bloody.

In a restaurant opened by Huoxun people, one of Zhaowu's nine surnames, corpses were scattered upstairs and downstairs.

Each corpse is a powerful man with a sword in his body.

But now, these people are all dead.

Died at the hands of a woman.

"Tell me, your identities."

In the backyard of the restaurant, in a secret room of a stone house, Bai Hualin sat reclined on a futon, playing with a small Buddha statue in his right hand.

There was a smile on his face, but blood was dripping from the sharp sword in his hand.

In front of her, the seemingly ordinary family of three Hu people hugged each other and shivered.

With fear in the corner of his eyes, he tried his best to dodge.

"Woman, we are really just store owners, we have no other identity."

The man in the family of three looked away for a long time before he said, "If you fancy something in my shop, you can take it, but please don't kill us, we just open a small shop to do some business. "

"Doing business?"

Bai Hualin threw the little golden Buddha in his hand, pouted and said: "Doing business requires such a big secret room? Doing business will hide three paper craftsmen here? Why are there Buddha statues everywhere in your restaurant? Let me Let me tell you, you are a Huoxun countryman who is loyal to Dashi in black, and you don’t want people to know your hidden identity, so you have used all kinds of hints to tell everyone that you, the owner of the restaurant, believe in Buddha, not Dashi. Cannibal Shia."

"I've already taken away the paper makers, so why are you still arguing? Do you want to tell me that the three of them came here voluntarily, and have nothing to do with you and the big food in black? Do you know that you made a mistake?" Big mistake, that mistake is the reason why I came to Suiye City and set my sights on you in just a few days."

Bai Hualin squinted her eyes and had a bright smile on her face, but the happier she smiled, the more terrified the man in front of her was.

He didn't understand what mistake he had made.

Obviously he has disguised himself well enough, even if the big cannibal came, he might not be able to see the identity of their family.

Seeing that the other party was still ignorant, Bai Hualin had no choice but to remind, and smiled and waved to the baby girl in the couple's arms: "Come on, little sister, come and tell your father the story you told your sister at noon."

The little girl's eyes were full of panic, how could she tell any stories.

But after Bai Hualin finished speaking, the middle-aged barbarian's face turned pale.

"Reacted?"

Bai Hualin saw his face change suddenly, and immediately put down the Buddha statue: "Money merchants and gangsters, such a wonderful story is rare, do you need me to tell you where it came from?"

"I, I, it's me, it's my fault."

The man murmured pale, he would never have thought that the little stories he usually told his daughter would reveal his identity.

At first, he just thought that these stories were spread from the capital of Dashi King, and even many nobles and big shots liked them, so he tried to write them down and tell them to his daughter, so that her daughter could keep up with the trend of Dashi in black.

But what I never expected was that the Han people in front of me knew these stories, even more familiar than him.

The other party's psychological defense collapsed, Bai Hualin smiled even more, and she was not without emotion. If she hadn't received a book of One Thousand and One Nights for her birthday when she was a child, which made her interested in those fairy tales, she might have missed it today. A fantastic opportunity.

It even made it easy for three craftsmen who knew how to make paper to leave the Western Regions and go to the Abbasid Dynasty.

"You can think about whether to choose the family of three to survive, or to kill your wife and daughter first in front of me with the belief of black clothes and big food."

Bai Hualin threw a dagger in front of the man, pouted and said: "You can choose to die for your faith, I just need to trouble you a bit more, if I can find you, I can find other secret agents of the Great Food. But if you I hope your family is safe and can continue to live a happy and prosperous life, so you can say it now."

Two choices, life or death.

With a pale face, the man picked up the dagger in his hand, but when he turned his eyes to his wife and daughter, the pleading in his wife's eyes and the daughter's little hand that turned white from fear made him unable to do anything.

He is not a cannibal, and he became a secret agent just to make a living.Although he was forced to believe in Shiiteism, he was not one of those big food warriors in the restaurant who were indifferent to life and death.

With a bang, the dagger fell to the ground.

The man looked bitter and said: "I said, I will tell you all the secrets I know. You must protect my wife and daughter. This is my only request."

(End of this chapter)