Chapter 130 It’s impolite to come but not come. I’ll give you a big turtle

Xu Xingxia looked back and found that Zhu Hengzhi was coming again.

She is still dressed in a standard manly style, looking handsome and terrifying. If she were in normal times, Xu Xingxia might have looked at her for eye exercises. But now, he is too lazy to pay attention to her. Her outfit is quite incompatible with the current tense atmosphere.

When fighting, what are you, a woman, coming to do? I deliberately show off to the Tartars outside. There is a big beauty here. Come and attack quickly! Take the Weizhen Fort, I am yours! Isn’t this intentional stimulation of the Tartars to get rid of blood?

Seeing that Zhu Hengzhi had no self-consciousness at all and was still showing off her pleasure, Xu Xingxia couldn't help but frown and said angrily: "I said, Miss Zhu, can you stay in the teahouse honestly and not run around? Are you not afraid of the Tartar prince, and you will be arrested as your little wife?"

Zhu Hengzhi and Xu Xingxia are really gone. She is almost used to his rude language and automatically ignores his offensive behavior. She smiled sweetly and said disapprovingly: "Isn't Xu Baihu here? What do I have to worry about?"

Xu Xingxia said angrily: "This is different. You are a woman. If you appear here, the morale of the Tartars will greatly increase. You are helping you!"

Zhu Hengzhi frowned and said, "Why do you always say that to me? I am not a Tartar's fine work. Why do you say that I will stimulate the morale of the Tartars? I don't believe that so many dignified men in Weizhenbao will cause me, a weak woman, to suffer. Xu Baihu, don't tell me, you don't have such confidence."

Xu Xingxia was too lazy to pay attention to this woman who was bored and brainless, and said casually: "You'd better stand behind. The Tartars' archery skills are very powerful. Don't lie down as soon as the Tartars attack. Life is precious, don't take your life seriously."

Zhu Hengzhi obediently retreated and retreated to the innermost part of the city wall. It seemed that she was still very cooperative, as if she was not so stupid as to deliberately seek death. Since she was so cooperative, Xu Xingxia didn't say much. He turned around and patrolled the fort wall.

The fort walls of Weizhen Fort all add up to nearly four hundred feet. The length of each direction is about one hundred feet. It is obviously not enough to defend such a long city wall and rely on the White-clothed Army alone. Therefore, each White-clothed Army soldier fought with at least five strong men. This happened to be a corps. The White-clothed Army soldier was the commander of the sergeant.

The walls of the fort were filled with stones, boiling oil, wood, four-corner nails, arrowheads, spears, hooks and sickles, pavilions, sand and soil, bucket water, brooms, slingshots, tridents and other combat supplies. These things were not prepared by Xu Xingxia, but were originally equipped with Weizhen Fort. The six general flags of the board of directors felt that the situation was serious and all kinds of combat supplies were added. As a result, the walls of the fort were almost filled.

Below the fort wall, there are also a large number of arrowheads, wood, clear water, sandbags, trolleys, pulley sets, wooden boards, door panels... These messy things are also used in wars. As for pulley sets, they were invented by Xu Xingxia. The purpose is to deliver supplies to the city wall faster. Liu Guangliang himself is a senior carpenter. As long as Xu Xingxia explains to him the basic principles of pulley sets, he will be able to make them soon.

It can be said that the defense preparations for Weizhen Fort this time were quite sufficient. The Tartars were also flesh and blood, and there would definitely be casualties under the attack of these messy weapons. As long as the Tartars could not climb up the city wall, Weizhen Fort would be safe and sound. Of course, in the face of the Tartars' brutal archery, the casualties of the soldiers and civilians of Weizhen Fort could also be expected.

After inspecting the entire fort wall, Xu Xingxia returned to the fort gate and continued to observe the movements of the Tartars outside. Without a telescope, he could not accurately observe what the Tartars were doing in the distance. However, it could be seen that the Tartars were preparing for siege. From the perspective of Weizhen Fort, this was obviously not a good thing. Once the Tartars prepared their weapons for siege, it was time for Weizhen Fort to stand the test.

Chi Hu walked to Xu Xingxia and said in a low tone: "Sir, there are many Tartars! This battle is probably a bit tricky!"

Xu Xingxia nodded and said calmly: "You have the chance to wear a white cloak."

Chi Hu took a deep breath, his originally gray face slowly stretched out, and said word by word: "Yes, I have the chance to wear a white cloak."

After saying that, he walked away with great strides.

Zhu Hengzhi asked a little suspiciously: "Why are you so worried? Are there really no reinforcements coming? The superiors really don't care about you anymore?"

Xu Xingxia looked outside and said coldly: "There will be."

Zhu Hengzhi frowned and said, "It's probably an hour since the Tartars arrived. Where are your reinforcements? Pinglu City and Ningxia City are only a distance from Weizhen Fort? If reinforcements are dispatched, it won't take much time to arrive at Weizhen Fort, right?"

Xu Xingxia said coldly: "I guess they are still gathering and are not ready to set off yet. When they are ready, they will naturally go out."

Zhu Hengzhi frowned and said, "It is said that soldiers are very fast. How long should they prepare?"

Xu Xingxia said lightly: "This, I'm afraid you have to ask the governor and the general officer. Perhaps, if the two of them are in a good mood, they will be ready in three to five days. If the two adults are in a bad mood, it may take ten days and half a month, or two to three months, maybe!"

At this time, he had not forgotten to give some eye drops to the two adults in Ningxia Town. There is no way, there are not many opportunities like this, and it would be a waste not to seize them. Don’t talk too much, it’s a key point. It’s enough to say a word in the right place and at the right time. It’s enough to say a word in a gentle place. It’s just like Xu Jie killing Zhao Wenhua, and a word in a gentle way is enough.

Sure enough, Zhu Hengzhi's face was obviously a little wrong, seemed a little stiff, and a little angry. She bit her lip gently and said in a deep voice: "So that's it, I understand."

After saying that, she suddenly turned around and went straight to the city wall.

Xu Xingxia thought to herself that this girl has a pretty big temper. I wonder which nerve has angered her again? However, her temper seems not to be directed at her. This is a good thing. It seems that her evil person complained first, and it seems that it will be effective.

"Da da da da!"

Suddenly, a dull sound of horse hooves came.

On the field outside, a Tatar cavalry appeared with a white flag. He was obviously here to deliver the letter. As for the content of the letter, as long as it is a human, you can guess it.

"Sir, the Tartars are here to persuade them to surrender."

Chi Hu said with a sneer.

"It's useless."

Xu Xingxia said coldly.

The fort gate of Weizhen Fort was impossible to open. The Tatar cavalry could only shoot in with a letter with an arrow. Sure enough, after the Tatar cavalry approached Weizhen Fort, they bent their bows and arrows, aimed at the direction of the Weizhen Fort Tower, and shot out one arrow. If the two countries had not fought against each other and refused to kill the envoy, Xu Xingxia would have given him an arrow.

"Swoosh!"

The arrow shot into Weizhen Castle.

Soon, the letter of persuasion was handed over to Xu Xingxia.

The content of the letter is very simple, with only a dozen big words, which means that Xu Xingxia would raise his hand to surrender. Otherwise, he would have to step on the Weizhen Fort and start a massacre, leaving no one left.

"Tsk! Nothing new at all!"

Xu Xingxia said disdainfully.

The soldiers in white clothes around all shook their heads with disdain. Will Weizhenbao raise his hand to surrender? It's an idiot. Not to mention the traitors or traitors for now, who can believe the promises of the Tartars? It's better to die if they fall into the hands of the Tartars!

Xu Xingxia was about to tear off the letter when she suddenly remembered something and immediately changed her mind. He looked around and said casually: "Who has paper and pen? I'll reply to the Tartars!"

Chi Hu and others shook their heads. Where did they have paper and pen? This is the battlefield, and everyone has only swords, guns, swords and halberds. How could there be paper and pens? I guess there are not many paper and pens in the entire Weizhen Fort. These two things are in conflict with Weizhen Fort.

Xu Xingxia's eyes turned and thought of a place: Zhu Hengzhi's teahouse. She likes reading so much that she should have paper and pen. In a vague way, Xu Xingxia felt that she should be a cultural person. Judging from her behavior, she should be the daughter of a wealthy family. A person who can study Buddhist scriptures will probably not be too bad in terms of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"You guys look at the Tartars! I'll come when I go!" Let Chi Hu be responsible for monitoring the Tartars' movements on the top of the city, Xu Xingxia immediately came to Zhu Hengzhi's teahouse.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the teahouse, he saw Zhu Hengzhi reading quietly. The Tartar army was approaching the shore, and she was actually reading attentively. He couldn't help but complain. Is this considered to be a show-off? What's even more exaggerated is that Tang Chen was also meditating and ignored everything that happened outside. However, when he saw Xu Xingxia coming, the old Taoist Tang Chen deliberately avoided it.

"Hmph! What's so great about it?" Xu Xingxia cursed secretly in her heart. This bull's nose is very powerful in pretending to behave. Even Zhu Hengzhi is also showing off. If you are really powerful, then run out and use a big move to kill all the Tartars outside. If you can't do it, don't show off in front of me!

Seeing Xu Xingxia's figure, Zhu Hengzhi closed the book gracefully and said gently: "Why are you here? Want to have a cup of tea and get some breath? Haven't the Tartars moved yet?"

Xu Xingxia came to Zhu Hengzhi, but did not sit down, and said bluntly: "Miss Azhu, I don't want to drink your tea. I am here to borrow paper and pen. I want to reply to the Tartars."

Zhu Hengzhi said in a little surprised: "You want to reply to the Tartars? Make terms with the Tartars?"

Xu Xingxia said a little rudely: "Tell me a lot of conditions! It is impolite to come but not to deal with it. Since others have sent a letter, of course we have to reply! If we don't reply, I think I'm afraid of them!"

Zhu Hengzhi understood and said with interest: "Then why are you going back? Do you want me to help?"

Xu Xingxia said confidently: "Take the paper and pen, and I'll go back by myself."

Zhu Hengzhi immediately brought paper and pen and placed it on the table in front of him. Xu Xingxia was not polite either. She rolled up her sleeves and prepared to grind ink. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone prepared by Zhu Hengzhi seemed to be quite exquisite in appearance, and it seemed not ordinary. However, Xu Xingxia definitely didn't understand what was special and what was its value, and there was no need to understand it.

It was his first time grinding ink. He had no skills. He took the ink strip and slashed around the Duan inkstone, with only brute force. He subconsciously believed that the greater the force he used, the better the concentration of the ink. In fact, he was completely wrong. However, he couldn't blame him. In his previous life, he had never even taken a brush, so how could he know how to grind ink? Fortunately, the Duan inkstone was still strong enough, otherwise he would have crushed it.

Seeing that Xu Xingxia's movements were so rude, Zhu Hengzhi couldn't help but say with distress: "Hey, don't do it randomly! I'm the best silhouette ink, silhouette ink, do you know? The fragrance is penetrated through the bones, grind until it is finished, but the fragrance is never too bad, very precious! It's a waste of resources for you to do this! Forget it, I'll just grind the ink!"

How could Xu Xingxia know the preciousness of 结育结育? Since you want to take over, let’s take over it. Seeing Zhu Hengzhi reach out to pick up the 结育, she pushed the 结育 into her wrist without hesitation. Zhu Hengzhi didn’t treat him as an outsider, nor did he treat Zhu Hengzhi as an outsider. The hands of the two touched each other firmly.

Zhu Hengzhi's cheeks suddenly turned a little red, and she hurriedly pulled her hand back. She hurriedly took the inkstone over and lowered her head to grind the ink to cover up her uneasiness. Fortunately, Xu Xingxia did not notice anything wrong at all. He picked up the brush, held a strange posture according to his understanding, dipped it in a little ink, and carefully described it on the letter of persuading the surrender.

Zhu Hengzhi, who was grinding ink, saw the pattern depicted by Xu Xingxia, her forehead gradually turned into a black line. She wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it. It's not that she didn't want to say it, but she didn't know how to say it. However, her eyes when she looked at Xu Xingxia were even more strange than before, and her originally shy mood gradually calmed down.

It turned out that Xu Xingxia drew a turtle in the letter of persuasion of the Tartars. It can be seen that he painted quite attentively. The problem is that his artistic level is too bad and he is not good at using brushes. The level of drawings he painted is naturally conceivable. Of course, he is generally like a turtle, and ordinary people can understand it.

Xu Xingxia put down the brush and breathed a long sigh of relief. He also felt that his painting level was a little unprofitable. He looked left and right with a little regret, looked up and down, and finally comforted himself and said, "It's still a bit like that."

Zhu Hengzhi finally controlled her emotions, and the black line on her forehead gradually dispersed. She carefully placed the ink strips, picked up the letter paper, looked at the terrible turtle on it, frowned and said, "You're replying to me like this?"

Xu Xingxia said shamelessly: "Yes, that's it. You have to know that the Tartars have a low level of cultural level. If you write too many words, they can't understand them at all. If I give them a picture, they will understand what I mean."

Zhu Hengzhi had a black thread again. She was carrying a brush and was about to give the turtle a poem to show her talent. However, after listening to Xu Xingxia's words, she decided to forget it. No matter how well she wrote, the Tartars couldn't understand it.

Xu Xingxia suddenly sniffed quietly, took a few breaths, and said a little strangely: "Huh? What is so fragrant?"

Zhu Hengzhi didn't react for a moment and said casually: "Is it Mo Xiang?"

Xu Xingxia shook her head, sniffed, and suddenly turned her head over, sniffed Zhu Hengzhi for a few times, frowned and said, "It turned out that it was from you. I said, what are you doing with such a strong perfume? My nose is allergic..."

Zhu Hengzhi frowned and said, "What are you talking nonsense?"

"Ah Yeh!"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Xingxia sneezes in an exaggerated manner.

Zhu Hengzhi was startled and hurriedly avoided. Fortunately, when Xu Xingxia sneezes, she still knew how to turn her head and didn't spray it on Zhu Hengzhi. However, his voice was too loud, which really scared Zhu Hengzhi. Her face was a little gray.

The beauty was abrupt, and Xu Xingxia had no intention of apologizing at all. He touched his nose without hiding his dissatisfaction, frowned and said, "Don't use such a strong perfume next time! I hate women with heavy makeup the most!"

After saying that, he ignored Zhu Hengzhi and took the turtle whose ink was still dry, and went there excitedly.

Zhu Hengzhi then reacted, lowered her head and sniffed her dress, frowned and thought: "It seems that the spices today have indeed been smoked for too long... But what is perfume? What is he talking crazy? Also, he actually called me a heavy makeup... I... When did I wear heavy makeup? Isn't it just the spices of clothes, have they been smoking for a long time?"

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and couldn't help but chase her out and let her know clearly. However, Xu Xingxia had already run away. She was so angry that she returned to her seat and began to sulk. The pen, ink, paper and ink on the table were all good, but the more she looked at her, the more she didn't like her. She moved this one and moved that one, but she still didn't like her.

Suddenly, she spread out the paper, picked up the brush, and wrote more than a dozen Xu Xingxia in one breath. Then she drew a circle on each Xu Xingxia's name and then crossed it. However, she was still not satisfied, and she rolled the white paper into a ball and threw it aside from the distance. Finally, she stomped her feet hard, and finally calmed down.

Taoist Master Tang Chen came out of it and looked at Xu Xingxia's back with a strange expression.

Zhu Hengzhi said angrily and amusedly: "Master, he is such a monster!"

Taoist Master Tang Chen also said curiously: "How did he reply?"

Zhu Hengzhi held back her smile and said, "He drew a turtle."

Taoist Master Tang Chen was also stunned. Turtle? This guy could think of it! He immediately said regretfully: "He is not only a monster, but also a fool! How do the Tatars know what the turtle looks like? It's almost the same to draw a pile of cow dung!"

Zhu Hengzhi burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!