The collision between human life and the city wall is still so tragic. The grassland people who don’t even have iron armor are extremely brave when climbing the city wall.

When the so-called "humanitarianism" is not a word, everything will become more bloody and cruel. Just like these grassland people, they will die when they climb onto the city walls, and will be killed when they turn back. Even the whole family will die. What else can they do except rush forward desperately?

This is no longer about personal thoughts. Many things in ancient times were difficult to understand. Just like the grassland where Genghis Khan Temujin, a man from Shiwei, killed everyone. Every time he defeated a tribe, he would kill the man who was above the wheel of the wheel, but the woman would keep it.

But those women, who had just died of children and husbands, still had to serve their enemies and give birth to children for their enemies. In fact, they had already begun to remember those men who were not as tall as wheels, but when they grew up, they became the most brave warriors under Genghis Khan.

These things cannot be explained by ordinary reasons. Most of the loyal warriors under Genghis Khan came from his own enemies, but Genghis Khan led his enemies to conquer the Eurasian continent.

The sorrow of the grassland people is hard to say. Perhaps what the grassland people are best at is forgetting the sorrow. It is not easy to be alive.

Life is like grass, perhaps a more profound adjective than imagined.

The sound of the piano at the foot of the Datong city wall is still there, and it is becoming more and more exciting.

Listening to the relaxing rhythm of the piano, Gan Xianggong also heard the more regular shouts and howlings on the city walls, everything was in an orderly manner.

Mr. Gan himself relaxed a lot. He knew that this Datong City would be fine today.

So Gan Xianggong's fingers and the seat armrests that were striking relaxedly, they didn't know whether it was the rhythm of the piano sound or the rhythm of howling.

Even the little girl who played the piano seemed to be getting more and more stable, as if she knew that Datong City could not be broken today and that the enemy could not enter this city.

So she would still quietly watch this young Mr. Gan from time to time, and sometimes she would be fascinated by watching.

Suddenly, Xianggong Gan, who had not opened his eyes, asked softly: "Do you think it is the Liao Kingdom or the Song Dynasty?"

"Ah?" The girl was a little surprised. Gan Qi, who had closed her eyes for a long time, would suddenly ask, and she was still asking this question.

"Yanyun was in the Liao Kingdom, okay?" Gan Qi asked.

"Well, it's okay. I'm a commoner. I have some assets in my family and live a good life. The Khitans also lived this way when they were officials, and the Song people also lived this way when they were officials, and ordinary days." The little girl Fan Moyan answered.

Gan Qi opened his eyes and smiled: "Are the Khitans good?"

"Some are good, some are not good, but most Khitans are still good. In the past, my neighbor was Khitan, which was no different from the Han people."

"Will the Song people be good?"

"Well... most Song people are excellent, and there are also people who bully others with power. The Khitan house next to my family now lives in many military men from Hebei, and some military men oppress the good people."

"Where is that Khitan?"

"I heard that the master died, some of my family went to the prison city in the northwest, and some of them sold."

Gan Qi nodded: "Yes."

"My husband asked me what these are..."

"It's nothing. I'm just thinking one day whether the Khitans will regard the Han people as their own people, whether the Khitans will help me fight, and whether the Khitans will no longer be different from the Han people." There is always a way to deal with the millions of Khitans.

When the little girl heard this, she actually said, "That's the best. The Khitans are no different from the Han people, so we won't fight."

"Yes, you're right and have great insight. But there is another premise, which is to turn the Liao and Song dynasties into a country." Gan Qi is a kind-hearted person. He is always sentimental and touched by himself. But he doesn't know if he wants to do that miserable thing again, after all, he still wants to make a fortune.

"You are not bad, a little woman, who dares to play the piano at the battle between the two armies. It's not as good as men." Gan Qi praised, which was a change of topic.

The little girl Fan Moyan lowered her head slightly, and the pale face was gone, but she had a hint of rosy, and said, "I thought I was not afraid, but I didn't expect that I was afraid just now, but now I'm not afraid. My husband, I'm not a little girl anymore, I'm a big woman anymore."

Gan Qi laughed when he heard this and looked at the girl seriously. It was really not small, not small everywhere. Unlike the delicate and gentle girl in the south, it has the spirit of the northern girl, but it is hard to describe it. It is not stupid or stupid to say it is not stupid. The girl's facial features are not that beautiful, but her face is a bit big, quite fat, but her eyes are big, round and timid, with a curious desire.

The adjective of a big girl is very correct, it is a big girl, bold, generous, and generous. Gan Qi suddenly thought of an adjective, the heroic and cool "Sa".

Gan Qi suddenly got up from the seat and asked, "Do you dare to go up to the top of the city to take a look?"

The girl nodded: "Dare."

Gan Qi started and headed towards the steps. The little girl also got up, looked at the piano, hugged it in her arms, and followed it to the steps.

Gan Ba ​​held a big wooden shield and stood in front of Gan Qi. The steps were step by step. The first thing he saw was the blood red on the ground, and countless soldiers coming and going, shouting, yelling, smashing stones, pulling bows, shooting arrows, scent of flesh in his mouth, and rolling black smoke.

The girl subconsciously spread backwards and was caught by Gan Qi, but the girl still couldn't stand steadily and was hunched down and was already vomiting.

Outside the trunk, there were endless people everywhere. The high platform far away was covered with clouds and golden yellow, and His Majesty the Emperor of Liao was there.

Gan Qi approached the chassis, looked around, turned around and headed towards the city gate tower, and the commanding position was in the city tower.

Many military generals have seen each other in a hurry and are busy.

Di Yong walked to the side and said, "My husband, the Liao people are crazy. If this continues, I am afraid that the corpses under the city can build out of the ramp."

This is also what Di Yong is worried about. If you don’t take human life seriously, you can really use corpses to build a ramp. A city wall that is several feet high can even step on the corpse.

Gan Qi frowned and nodded: "It's also a clever one. Maybe they will come up with this method tomorrow, using their lives to send sand and stones forward. If they die, they will be buried under the city wall. If they are not dead, they will transport sand and stones that are buried in people. They will surely build up a ramp above the city."

In fact, Gan Qi didn't say anything. If Gan Qi was Yelu Hongji, he would do this. Anyway, human life is not important. Instead of using corpses to build it, it is better to carry sand and stones forward. Gan Qi has seen this tactic, maybe Genghis Khan has attacked the city like this.

"This..." Di Yong was startled by Gan Qi's reminder and asked quickly: "My husband, if this is the case, how should we deal with it?"

Gan Qi said, "Let them build it with their lives."

This is helpless. It is impossible to send troops out of the city, so you can only look at them.

Di Yong was worried, and he kept thinking about solutions in his heart, and was very anxious.

Gan Qi patted Di Yong on the shoulder: "What about the ramp? Don't you have to rush up? Just wait until they have almost built the ramp, and the main forces of the Liao army will be all out, and the final decisive battle is here. If you can win, you will really win."

Gan Qi is not worried. In war, there are gambling elements in it. Where can I win the battle in the world? Winning is the result, and the process is the right time, place and people. Emperor Guangwu of Han, Liu Xiu, could summon meteorites and rain on the battlefield to smash the enemy. Who can I ask for this kind of luck?

Gan Qi was worried, but in front of many military generals, he would maintain his belief in winning no matter what.

Di Yong heard Gan Qi's words and sniffed: "Your Majesty said that the Liao army is only 100,000. The defeated generals of several times will only be waiting for the decisive battle and will definitely win."

Gan Qi nodded, left the city tower, went down to the base of the city wall and sat down.

The woman opposite once again turned pale, and Gan Qi asked, "Can you still play the piano?"

"Yes, I can play the piano..." The little girl has this interesting personality. She was so scared that she was weak all over. She even pretended to be fine after she came down.

"Continue to play." If Mr. Gan doesn't expose it, it doesn't matter how the piano sounds are.

The little girl was afraid, but she was not afraid of the prime minister in front of her. She asked: "My husband, I heard from others... I said that my husband was going to fight and he was the first to lead the battle. He would never be defeated in a hundred battles. No one in the world can defeat..."

Gan Qi understood the meaning and asked with a smile: "What? I didn't see me killing the enemy with my own hands, are you disappointed?"

The little girl quickly explained: "No, no, my husband misunderstood, I'm sorry..."

"Haha... I am a kind-hearted person. I haven't killed anyone with my own hands for many years..." Gan Qi chose to forget some things, such as a few months ago, he had killed someone with his own hands in front of the Emperor of Chuigong Hall.

"Oh, that's what people say nonsense. Mr. Gan is the master who is a master who can win thousands of miles away in the planning process, not the kind of reckless man who charges in the battle." The little girl thought she could speak, but she didn't expect that she would look unhappy because she was caught in the gun.

The person who was caught in the gun naturally had to speak: "You little girl knows what? When my elder brother charged in the battle, he was so brave and unscrupulous. Thinking about how brave he was when he resisted the north bank of the Mahe River back then? My elder brother was brave and wise and had the best in the world."

The little girl looked at the fierce iron tower man and was a little at a loss.

Gan Qi pointed to the Iron Tower man and said, "His name is Gan Ba. Don't look rude. He is also a kind-hearted person."

Unexpectedly, Gan Ba ​​disagreed and replied: "Brother, I am not kind-hearted, I will kill people without blinking."

After saying that, Gan Ba's eyes opened, revealing a fierce look on his face.

Gan Qi, who was slapped in the face, smiled awkwardly and explained: "The more kind a person is, the more he has to pretend to be a vicious person. Miss Fan doesn't have to care."

"Brother, it's wrong for you to say this. I... I have to kill someone to show you. Brother, I also have self-esteem, I..." As he said that, Gan Ba ​​turned around and left. It would be proved if he didn't kill someone today. I really couldn't come to Taiwan.

Gan Qi could only smile awkwardly: "Soon up, keep bounced."

The little girl smiled for some reason and continued to play.

Not long after, Gan Ba ​​came down from the city, held a head in his hand, and before he could approach, he shouted loudly: "How? How? Look, what is this? This guy still wants to go to the city, so I pulled him to the chassis and strangled him to death, pinching him to the throne, and then chopped off his head with a knife. How about it?"

Gan Qi was laughing, and the head was placed directly on the table by Gan Ba, next to the piano. The little girl had already screamed, got up and took a few steps back, trembling all over.

The little girl trembled, Gan Ba ​​grinned: "Hehe... I was strangled to death, I lifted it up like a chicken, and I strangled it to death. Look, he was stabbing me with a knife. Just this, a white mark on the armor is just not very strong..."

I can't talk about this thing anymore. Gan Qi looked at Gan Ba ​​and thought about it. Did he feel so suffocated at home? His wife was so angry? Wu Qiaoer slapped him with a broom again? So she had to choose a girl's house so serious?

Gan Ba ​​was not satisfied, so he lifted his head up again, looked around and said, "Cuju, look, I kicked him out of the city wall again, and I might kill another one."

Sure enough, Gan Ba ​​really kicked the head away with a big foot, and it really fell outside the city.

The little girl beside her was stunned while trembling. No matter how cool she was, she was shocked.

Gan Ba ​​clapped his hands and was satisfied. The tiger's eyes opened again, showing a fierce look. He put out two huge arms, and his mightyness was also revealed, as if he was showing off his might.

"Can you still play?" Gan Qi asked, snatching his head.

"Yes, I... can play."

Ganqi picked up the cloth towel and wiped the red and white liquid on the table, saying, "Sit down and continue to play."

The setting sun was like blood, shining on Gan Qi's face from the west. Gan Qi raised his hand and blocked it slightly. The sound of gold sounded outside the city. Di Yong came down from the city to report, saying that he saw many people digging the ground in the distance, and he was afraid that tomorrow would really start building soil.

Gan Qi nodded: "Tomorrow, the Wansheng Army will defend the city, and the mighty army will be on the verge of fighting, ready for a decisive battle."

"Well, brother, Wansheng Army is more than enough to deal with it tomorrow. Since it is a land grab, the offensive will be weak. The mighty army has a good rest for a few days and is only waiting for the decisive battle." Di Yong agreed with Gan Qi's arrangement very much.

Gan Qi stood up and ordered Gan Ba: "Send Miss Xiaofan home."

Gan Ba ​​nodded, called the frame, and personally moved the wooden steps onto the car.

The little girl got into the car and turned her head to look at her from time to time, feeling quite reluctant. When she got into the car, Gan Ba ​​moved away the wooden steps himself, but heard the little girl ask, "General Gan, will you come tomorrow?"

"I'll come tomorrow, of course." Gan Ba ​​replied, deliberately showing a little bit of ferocious look.

"No... I'm asking General Gan if he will come to pick me up and play the piano tomorrow?"

"I don't know if my brother wants to listen to the piano tomorrow." Gan Ba's tone was not kind, and the little girl was quite disappointed, but when Gan Ba ​​turned around, she shouted, "Brother, will you still pick up this little girl tomorrow?"

Gan Qi, who was on the horse, paused and nodded when he heard this.

Ganba conveyed his words: "Check you tomorrow."
Chapter completed!