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Chapter 57 Anger

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Zang Hong's forehead. He turned to look at Zhang Chao, who was also sweating. Just now, they were shot by two wooden arrows, but the wooden arrows didn't have much power and were just caught in the leather armor.

There was a gap, but even so, Zang Hong and Zhang Chao, who were already quite strategizing and chatting and laughing, were startled.

"Zi...Ziyuan! Are you okay?" Zhang Chao looked at the wooden arrow in his hand blankly, turned to look at Zang Ba, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Wooden arrows?" Zang Hong's emotions stabilized faster than Zhang Chao's. He shook his head and was immediately attracted by the wooden arrows in his hands. The cloth strips tied to the wooden arrows were dirty and easy to ignore, but at this moment, he held them in his hand.

There will be an obvious disharmonious feeling in the hand. After all, the wooden arrow itself cannot go very far, and tying a cloth strip on it seems to have no other use except reducing the power of the wooden arrow.

And it’s interesting to see that there are similar things on the wooden arrow in Zhang Chao’s hand, and the cloth strips are specially tied on it.

After the two of them stepped back in tacit understanding, Zang Hong took off the cloth and opened it. Looking at the clearly written blood letter on the cloth, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Zhang Chao.

It was also a blood letter. Zhang Chao frowned and read the blood letter. He looked at Zang Hong with some confusion and said, "What does this mean?"

There was basically no useful information, mostly describing the opponent's current situation. As for the Taiping Religion's intelligence, not a single bit was revealed. In order to shoot this in, they rushed to the front of the battlefield. Most importantly, they almost scared the two of them.

Death, what is the purpose?

"Please help!" Zang Hong came to a different conclusion after reading the blood book.

For Qu Yang, this blood letter indeed has no meaning or value, but for the other party, it may be a way to survive.

"Help?" Zhang Chao asked in confusion.

"Based on what is said in this book, the other party should be a common member of a certain tribe." Zang Hong looked at the cloth and thought for a while before explaining: "Literacy, this word is written well, it is not an ordinary white body, let alone an ordinary white body.

Even some scribes may not be able to write this book, but their background is not too high, and Xia Qiu's family seems to have no prominent family. Although they are in the Taiping Sect, they destroyed the village.

I was forced to come here under the auspices of the Taiping thieves, but I was unwilling to be driven by them, so I wanted to use this book to communicate with the city. Of course, I only speculated based on what was written in the book. If the Taiping thieves were using cunning tactics, I would say something else."

"Zhang County!" The county lieutenant came over quickly and interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Why are the county lieutenants here? But the thieves are strong?" Zhang Chao frowned and asked?

"That's not true." The county lieutenant shook his head and took out a few wooden arrows from his arms and said: "Just now, several guards under the command of the official sent this. It was shot with wooden arrows, but no one was hurt.

But the opponent’s archery skills are quite accurate.”

"Thank you." Zang Hong took the wooden arrow, took off the blood book on it and looked at it. He smiled at the county captain and said, "Continue to defend the city."

"Here!" The county lieutenant bowed to accept the order, turned and left.

Zhang Chao shook his head and said: "Looking at the posture of these thieves, I'm afraid they can't come up with such a sophisticated strategy. What do you think?"

"As he said, set up a few wooden stakes." Zang Hong looked at the blood book carefully and said with a smile.

"I see this word..." Zhang Chao looked at the blood book, shook his head and said: "I don't know how old the other person is, but the word is neat, but he is like a ten-year-old child. Do you want to save him?"

"I will save myself if I can." Zang Hong nodded, then picked up a wooden arrow and said, "But I'm afraid that next time if the wooden arrow has a little more strength, I will save myself!"

The moment the wooden arrow hit his body, Zang Hong felt that his whole heart was about to jump out. He didn't want to try such an exciting experience a few more times. If he didn't get the strength right, he would just give himself a heart-piercing blow.

Yes, there is really no place for reasoning.

"My handwriting is not good, but my archery skills are pretty good." Zhang Chao nodded in agreement. The experience just now was really scary.



As time goes by, the war in Quyang will not stop with Chen Mo's arrow book. Wooden ladders are put up on the city wall, and then quickly pushed back with long swords, like strings on wheat stalks.

Like a grasshopper, a city wall that is three feet high is not very high, but not many people can get back up after falling from such a height.

Chen Mo finished shooting the arrow book and wormed his way through the crowd. Taking advantage of his small size, he hid everywhere and seemed to be rushing forward, but after rushing a few times, Chen Mo retreated to the rear. This war had taught him nothing else.

, but how to use his body size to survive on the battlefield, Chen Mo figured out the trick. He ran around the city wall in a daze without running under the city wall, until the sun set in the west, and a gong sounded from behind, announcing this.

At the end of the first siege, tens of thousands of people retreated after leaving thousands of corpses behind.

Although there are no decent achievements, at least they touched the city wall today, and a few people climbed to the top of the city wall, but they did not come back.

"Mom, are you injured!?" Returning to the temporary tent, he saw Aunt Cai boiling water, washing the cloth with hot water, and then bandaging his mother. Chen Mo's expression changed and he quickly stepped forward and asked

.

"I was whipped by that Taiping Cult man!" Dalang said through gritted teeth.

Chen Mo's expression suddenly darkened: "Do you know which one it is?"

"Mo'er, don't be impulsive!" Mother Chen reached out and gave Chen Mo a hand. She knew that her son, who seemed so well-behaved, was really ruthless and would never be merciless in killing someone.

"Don't worry, mother, I am sensible. I just know who it is. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely avenge this whip!" Chen Mo nodded.

Don't talk to him about military regulations. He doesn't understand. Joining the army is not voluntary. At this time, his mother is Nilin, and whoever touches him will die!

"Even the leader of the Taiping Army assigned to our side doesn't know his name," Dalang said.

"Is it him?" Chen Mo had the impression that today the Taiping Army dispersed people to various ministries, and the one on their side was a man as tall as an iron tower.

"Don't talk about this, Mo'er, have you sent letters to the city today?" Mother Chen changed the topic.

"Sent it up, but I can't say whether they saw it or not. We will know tomorrow if they have set up stakes." Chen Mo looked at the whip marks on his mother's arm with some distress, and secretly felt cruel in his heart. If there is a chance tomorrow, he will definitely

He was going to shoot the Taiping sect member with hidden arrows.

"If a wooden stake is erected, how will my son prepare?" Mother Chen asked with a smile.

"Then agree on a place with them and ask them to send the reply. I need to know what to do now to wipe out these Taiping Sect people as soon as possible!" Chen Mo thought, it was easy to send the letter himself, but how should the other party reply?

You can't just carry a stake on your back and run to the battlefield to be shot at, right?

"My son's method is good. The Taiping Sect's management is loose, but it is not difficult to reply to the letter. You can make an appointment with them at a time, go and wait at midnight, and let them shoot the reply with a fire arrow." Chen's mother said.

smiled.

Chen Mo's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately said to Dalang and Dumb: "Make wooden arrows for me, and I'll write a letter!"
Chapter completed!
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