Chapter 172: Mu Qingge is not a waste (6)

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
"This bunch of beasts-beasts!"
"Old general, please give me an order to let us fight with the brothers below!"
The soldiers, with tears streaming down their faces, and the tyrannical anger in their chests, have burned all their sanity. At this moment, they don't want to worry about the Li people anymore, don't want to continue to linger, they just want to jump off the wall and fight side by side with their colleagues.
"Old General..." The adjutant nearest to Mu Xiong, resisting the tears in his eyes, turned his eyes to look at him.
Suddenly, his eyes shrank, and he stretched out his hand to Mu Xiong in shock, shouting: "Old General! What's wrong with you?"
Mu Xiongan's body, as tall as steel, became staggered at this moment. He raised his hand to block the lieutenant's outstretched hand, and wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
He was not injured, but because of heartache, he vomited hard work.
Let him watch his soldiers go to death in order to delay the time for those who live for them. This kind of pain was a thousand times, ten thousand times more painful than Ling Chi.
Can't help it anymore, Mu Xiong let out a ‘pouch’, blood spurted out of his mouth, spilling into the air.
"grandfather--!"
An urgent voice came suddenly in the cold, causing Mu Xiong to open his eyes sharply, turning his eyes to look at the boy in red who was flying towards the city wall.
Suddenly, his eyes shrank, and he shouted sharply, "What are you doing!"
Mu Qingge pursed his lips and said nothing, and only the blood on the corners of Mu Xiong's mouth was in his clear eyes.
Behind her, followed by Qin Yiyao and five hundred guards. The soldiers of Yicheng also followed behind. He wanted to report, but the speed was not as fast as the little Lord.
"Grandpa!" Mu Qingge came to Mu Xiong in an instant and supported him.
"I'm asking you what are you doing here?" Mu Xiong said with a sharp tone in his eyes.
"I'm coming to my grandfather." Mu Qingge replied calmly.
"You!" Mu Xiong's heart beat faster. At this moment, he saw Qin Yiyao who was following him again, and suddenly he felt a blackness in front of him, and an impulse to run away haunted his mind.
"Tian chaos! Add chaos! You quickly get me back!" Mu Xiong scolded fiercely.
However, since Mu Qingge is here, how can he easily return?
She turned her eyes and looked at the battlefield outside the city wall. When the remnants greeted her, her clear eyes shrank suddenly, full of shock.
"They...they..." Qin Yiyao also saw this scene and muttered in disbelief.
It seems to be shocked by the real battlefield, and it seems to be asking why the battles below are all remnants.
The lieutenant who first discovered that Mu Xiong was wrong, took the initiative to explain: "The Mu's army has been fighting battles in Yicheng for a few days, and the munitions are already empty. The supply has not arrived, and the injuries of these soldiers cannot be healed. For us. Delaying time and waiting for supplies, these fighters voluntarily go out of the city and exchange their lives for their lives." When it came to the end, he was already choked with speech.
"How could this be?" Qin Yiyao covered her lips with her hands, tears quickly filled her shocked eyes.
She thought she was in the royal family and could know the cruelty of war. However, when she saw it with her own eyes, she was still shocked by the Mu's army and moved by the remnants who sacrificed their lives.
"Why haven't the munitions arrived?" Mu Qingge's voice was extremely low and cold.
Another lieutenant sneered: "We don't know how many messengers we have sent, and the responses we get are all without food. This is clearly because someone maliciously makes things difficult and wants to use the hands of these beasts to destroy our Mu's army."