Naturally, Hu Hai didn't know about Zhang San's behavior.
At this time, with tears streaming down his face, he shouted loudly, "Be careful, don't let Mr. Zhang San's sacrifice be in vain!"
He, Hu Hai, will have to defend Loulan City for another three months!
Zhang San looked at the oncoming cavalry and swallowed his saliva immediately.
Then he took out a white bitter tea seed from his pants, hung it on a branch, and raised it high. M.
There is no other way, in order to prevent someone from surrendering, it reflects the determination to rather die than surrender.
Hu Hai burned all the white things in the city.
He wants the whole city to be buried with him!
I have to say that this is an extremely brave act and deserves praise.
But Zhang San doesn’t think so.
He always thought that he was working for Boss Qin, just like when he was almost beaten to death by Boss Qin when he was storytelling.
I am willing to die for Boss Qin with my life.
But for Da Qin? Sorry, I have to pay more!
I have a wandering temperament. Even if I join the army, it is only to make achievements!
Besides, Boss Qin didn’t insist on dying on the battlefield. Isn’t that enough if I want to survive?
As for Li Xin’s military order? He didn’t let himself die with Hu Hai!
In other words, the military order did not allow Hu Hai to die.
It's just a matter of holding on to the city. Now it's up to everyone to rely on their own abilities. Life and death are determined by fate and wealth.
The Western Region cavalry in front of them were circling around Zhang San and chattering for a long time, but Zhang San didn't understand them either.
Soon, a man who looked like a nobleman appeared in front of him.
He looked at Zhang San arrogantly, opened his mouth and said Qin words:
"Who are you?"
Zhang Sanyi shook his sleeves and said casually:
"Daqin Xiyu Subdistrict Office, Deputy Director Zhang San!"
The noble's pupils suddenly shrank, he looked Zhang San up and down, and said solemnly:
"never heard of that."
Zhang San: "???"
Holy shit! You’ve been fighting in the Western Regions for two years and you haven’t heard of me?
Have you ever heard of your grandma? Damn you!
Zhang Sanqiang suppressed his anger and smiled casually:
"May I ask General, who have you heard of?"
The noble said seriously:
“Da Qin coach Li Xin is really a ruthless person.
Not only is the military well-managed, but the operations are also full of opportunities.
There is also a general named Hu Hai, who is like a devil and has no rules at all in his battles.
The soldiers under his command even traded their lives for lives, and their wounds for wounds.
Every time we fight, our general is at risk of being beheaded by him."
Zhang San pondered for a long time and said:
"Hu Hai is my younger brother, do you understand?"
The noble suddenly understood, waved his hand and said:
"Tied!"
"I'm Zhuo! I don't talk about martial ethics! When the two armies are fighting, I won't kill the envoy!"
Seeing Zhang San begin to struggle feebly, the nobleman sneered:
"Why don't you kill the envoy? Why don't you kill the musician!
You Daqin people have so many rules. If you want to fight, just fight. Why don't you kill the envoys?
Look at how many people from the Western Regions you have killed! Only with your blood can your sins be washed away!"
Zhang and the three of them were all numb!
I was calculating everything, but I didn’t realize that these people don’t have martial ethics!
Is this the legendary illiteracy? Poor and poor?
It's over!
Just when Zhang San was feeling a little desperate, a middle-aged man with luxurious clothes and armor inlaid with gems passed by.
Attracted by Zhang San’s cry, he came over and asked:
"Who is this? Why do you look like a Qin man?"'
The nobleman immediately said respectfully:
"Reporting to the King of Khotan, this man claims to be the deputy general of the Qin army. The general is preparing to go back to peel off his skin and cramps to sacrifice to heaven."
Zhang San struggled to explain:
"It's the deputy director of the Xiyu Subdistrict Office! You demoted me several levels!"
King Yuchi of Khotan, Monk Wubo, suddenly turned pale. Good fellow, you are about to die and you still care about your reputation? Are you Qin people so brave?
But looking at Zhang San dressed as a Confucian scholar, Yuchi Sengwu Bo suddenly became interested.
He mused:
"What? Did you want to escape? And then you were caught by our people?
Don’t you people in Qin say that no one is afraid of death?
Why do you look like you are running away despite being dressed like a human and a dog?"
Zhang San immediately became furious, broke free from the restraints, and shouted:
"I'm not from Qin!"
Yuchi Monk Wubo: "......"
Good guy, why are you stuck here? You are not from Qin, so you have no burden to escape?
Zhang San straightened out the folds on his body, as if he had mysophobia, and then said seriously:
"Although I am the deputy director of the Xiyu Subdistrict Office, I am not actually from Qin.
But because Qin Feng, the Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty, admired my talent and captured my family and forced me to work for him!
Now that the Qin people are gone, there is no need for me to bury them with them."
Yuchi Monk Wubo pondered:
"So where is your family? You just don't care?"
I didn’t expect that it would be better not to mention it. When I mentioned this, Zhang San suddenly choked up and said:
"Beast Qin Feng! I thought he was a gentleman, but who would have thought that he would kill my wife a hundred times! What a beast!
I just wish I couldn't avenge my wife. Now that such an opportunity is before me, I must consider whether this is the only opportunity I have in this life."
Yuchi Seng Wubo was stunned for a moment when he was spoken to. Obviously his vocabulary was not enough to support such a long paragraph of Qin dialect.
Zhang Sansan asked very thoughtfully:
"Don't you understand?"
Yuchi Monk Wubo suddenly blushed and said angrily:
"Bold! Pull it down!"
"Hey! Wait! To put it simply, the beast Qin Feng stole my wife, and I want revenge!"
"You told me so early? Half of it!"
"ah!"
Zhang San didn't even get a breath and fainted immediately.
When he woke up again, he found that he was in a gorgeous tent.
There are even six singers with graceful looks and cool clothes inside, which are eye-catching.
Zhang San subconsciously pinched it, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It was still there, not half missing.
Yuchi Monk Wubo was holding two beauties in his arms and looked over with a smile.
"Mr. Zhang San, didn't you say you wanted to avenge your wife? Why are you still in the mood to look at beauties?"
Just as Yuchi Sengwubo was speaking, a beautiful woman in a thin veil had accidentally fallen into Zhang San's arms.
A gust of fragrant wind blew by, making Zhang San intoxicated.
He jerked his head forward, took a deep breath, and sighed:
"I am happy here and don't miss Qin."
"Hahahahahaha! Mr. Zhang San is really a sweet-tempered person!
Tell me, how do you want to take revenge?"
"Of course I want to cut Qin Feng into pieces with a thousand swords! Send him to the palace!"
Seeing Zhang San gnashing his teeth and heartbroken, Yuchi Seng Wubo couldn't help but curiously said:
"What kind of person is the Prime Minister of Great Qin, Qin Feng, that you call him?"
Zhang San thought for a while, looked up to the sky and sighed:
"He is a person with a very flexible moral bottom line!"
