Blood splattered, a Jin Bing's neck was pierced by a spear, he let out a howl and reached out to grab the spear, but the next moment he was kicked off the city wall by Zhou Bing who came back from the side, but Zhou Bing hadn't had time to be happy , a sickle next to him cut and hooked his neck, pulled and pulled, Zhou Bing fell down screaming with blood gushing.
There was a fight on the wall and under the wall, and bloody battles were everywhere.
I don't know how long it took, the golden soldiers with more than half of the casualties finally stopped the attack, and the survivors dragged the dead and wounded golden soldiers to retreat with the sound of the trumpets.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the majestic city. The city is no longer what it used to be. There are bloodstains everywhere, corpses and limbs, long ladders for climbing the city are scattered on the ground, and the bricks of the city wall are full of marks of knives, guns and arrows. Fireworks are burning everywhere.
The sound of fighting receded, and the sound of moaning and weeping and mourning spread all over the place.
Those who were alive were weeping, those who were slightly injured were moaning, and those who were seriously injured were howling in pain.
The sound of armor and swords colliding was mixed in. This was the soldiers clearing the city wall, waiting to be re-armed to meet the enemy's attack again.
Uncle Qing He was covered in blood, his helmet had been lost somewhere, and his gray hair had almost turned into snow white, fluttering in a mess in the wind.
He stood on the city wall, looking at the devastation with a heavy expression.
"How many casualties this time?" he asked.
"It hasn't been cleared yet." A general bowed his head and said, "It is roughly estimated that more than a thousand people died in battle."
This number of casualties is normal for an offensive and defensive battle.
However, this is already an unknown number of deaths and injuries, and the number is astonishing.
On the other hand, the reason why the number of casualties is normal is also because after the casualties, there are soldiers and horses to replenish them, but now they have no soldiers and horses to make up.
If one dies, one will be lost, and one will be injured and one will be destroyed.
Qing Hebo turned his head back and looked left and right.
The original army formation has shrunk back to defense, although the camp flags are still there, but Qing Hebo knows that this army has been disabled.
On the side of the golden man, Qing Hebo looked forward again. Compared with the camp that he couldn't see before, now it was densely visible.
In this battle, victory has long been forgotten. Defeat and death are doomed, and it depends on the time.
"Uncle." Suddenly a general stepped forward and whispered, "The last general has observed that the Jin people in the west are weak, so it's better for me to protect uncle to break through."
As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of the other generals changed slightly.
"Yes, Uncle, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about no firewood."
"Uncle, the general is willing to stay and fight against the enemy, please break out of the siege, and avenge the general in the future."
One after another, generals stood up and said.
"Ridiculous!" Uncle Qing He interrupted them in a deep voice, "I, Zou Jiang, have never escaped from a Jin man."
The generals looked complicated.
"Uncle, I'm not saying that Uncle fled in fear of fighting." A general said earnestly, "It's just that such a death is not worth it..."
Uncle Qing He interrupted him again.
"You are wrong, this is the most worthwhile death." He said, with a heavy tone, "The most important thing in this defensive battle is to breathe. If I wait to break through, then this breath will be exhausted. Our army will immediately collapse and everyone will run away .”
He pointed forward.
"With tens of thousands of gold thieves staring at me like a tiger, what will happen to you that you can't imagine?"
All the generals looked forward with pale faces, as if they saw the scene where everyone was running for their lives, and the golden cavalry strangled and strangled.
"Under that kind of situation, we can't break out at all." Qing Hebo said in a calm voice, "What's more, we will be defeated first, and the reinforcements outside will be exhausted."
reinforcements...
He even thought about reinforcements.
Several generals looked bitter. It had been so many days, and they had not seen a single reinforcement. It is not known whether they all fled timidly or were beaten and disabled by the golden man.
No news came in, and the Jin people did not retreat in the slightest.
They are like a lone boat thrown in the ocean.
Uncle is still waiting for reinforcements, he must have lied to himself to be so strong.
"The gold thieves are powerful, but as long as we stick to the camp, we have more hope of survival than fleeing in the wilderness." Qinghe Bosu Rong said, "When the reinforcements arrive, we will be able to fight a way out. "
He spoke in a high voice.
"From the day I became a general, I have already sacrificed my life for the country. I need to fight the enemy bravely. If anyone dares to speak out, I will retreat."
As he spoke, he slammed down the long knife in his hand, and the helmet of a golden man who fell to the ground was cut open.
"Fa rectification on the spot."
All the generals and officers knelt down solemnly and answered in unison.
"Come on, let's make rice here." Uncle Qing He said, looking to the back, "There is not enough food and grass, let's use it accordingly."
All the generals answered in unison again, got up and took orders to leave.
Qing Hebo stood alone on the spot and looked back.
reinforcements...
This northern land is no longer his world, he is full of indignation.
The night seems to be the clarion call for a truce in many places,
Looking at the golden soldiers receding like a tide in front of a small hill, one person pushed the fallen dead soldiers away, and crawled across a messy battlefield and turned into a ravine.
The ravine was crowded with soldiers, all of them were scarred and terrified.
"Lord Qi, the golden soldiers have retreated." The visitor said in a hoarse voice, "Let's retreat while the night is dark."
Among the group of soldiers, a general with a wounded shoulder looked over.
"I can't retreat." He said, "Uncle is still waiting for reinforcements."
"My lord." The visitor's voice was hoarse and crying, "The Jin people have been besieging for so many days, so many times, I'm afraid uncle is gone."
He looked around again.
"We only have this few people left. Even if we break through, what can we do?"
How could it be possible to break through the siege? If they could break through, they would have already entered. There is no need to wait until now.
The general looked sad and indignant.
"But we can't go back."
"My lord." Everyone who came here was about to cry, "You are already very brave. You have not let down the court and uncle. With so many reinforcements, others have retreated, but you have not."
The general stood up and smashed the knife in his hand to the ground.
"It's not that we won't retreat, it's that we can't retreat now." He shouted hoarsely, pointing behind him, "Do you think the golden men didn't surround us, did they really forget? Waiting for us to retreat. Once we retreat, we will be forced into the Xiangshui River. It is freezing and we don’t even have many soldiers and horses. And Jin Bing only needs to stand behind us and look at us, without firing a single shot or an arrow."
The faces of those present were ashamed.
It turned out that they had already been ambushed.
I thought they were here to help others attack the Jinren, but it turned out that the Jinren had already opened their pockets to invite them in.
"Since the golden man let Uncle fall into an ambush, why didn't he prepare in advance to deal with the reinforcements that will follow." The general sat down again, and said dejectedly, "No wonder those guys refused to come when they heard that they were coming. The men and horses ran away, as expected, he is a veteran of the Northland, and he is familiar with the Jinren."
When the people around thought of the army horses that ran away before leaving, they couldn't tell whether they were angry or envious.
"Why didn't they tell us?" Someone muttered.
"Tell us, shall we listen?" someone whispered.
These words made the surroundings fall into silence.
"Okay, it's useless to say these things now. If you can't retreat now, you can only continue to attack and defend." The general took a deep breath and raised his head, with a determined expression, "Wait for uncle to break out of the encirclement, or for reinforcements to come."
The first sentence made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, but the latter sentence discouraged them.
"Uncle must still be alive, the Jin people are still mobilizing troops and horses to attack." The general said, "We still have hope."
How else
To retreat is to die, to advance is also to die, so wait for death.
There was a dead silence in the gully, and suddenly there was a vibration from the ground, followed by the howling of horseshoes and the light of torches.
"The golden man is here again!"
The people in the gully shouted, their faces pale.
This time, they didn't even give them time to breathe. It seemed that they had no patience to tease them.
The general raised the knife.
"Form the formation and face the battle." He said hoarsely.
These remnant soldiers with spears in their hands, what formation can they have against the cavalry of the Jinren, and it will be over in less than three strikes.
The soldiers clenched their spears and jumped out of the ravine. At the moment of facing death, they suddenly became numb.
Before the cavalry approached, there was a buzzing sound of piercing through the air, and the soldiers who were about to form formation had no choice but to jump back into the ravine in disorder.
The puff puff arrows landed on the ground, and what was shot was a rocket, instantly bursting into flames, illuminating the surroundings of the ravine brightly and clearly, and also illuminating the soldiers in the ravine like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
The golden soldiers who were getting closer laughed wildly.
A soldier suddenly grabbed the crossbow and shot at the golden soldier with the last arrow.
This soldier's archery skills are excellent, and he flew to the leading golden soldier accurately.
With a sound of clang, the golden soldier raised his hand and raised his rattan armor to block the arrow, raised his hand mockingly, drew the bow and released the arrow.
Under the reflection of the flames, the soldier let out a muffled grunt and was shot backward by the arrow.
The maniac laughter grew louder.
Not only the despair before dying, but also the humiliation.
The general jumped out of the ditch without saying a word, holding his knife like someone rushing forward.
He wants to face the cavalry as his own body.
It's dead no matter what, if you rush close, you might be able to hack a golden soldier to death. All the soldiers jumped out, whether they can run or not, whether they have full arms or broken arms, they hold their weapons and bite tightly. He pursed his lips and rushed forward silently.
The sound of buzzing ripped through the night sky.
The general stared round and waited for the moment when the cluster of arrows came, but the next moment he saw the golden soldier holding the bow and crossbow in front of him screaming and rolling off his horse.
what happened
The general was stunned for a moment, another buzzing sound sounded, the general raised his head subconsciously, and saw countless sharp arrows flying over his head with the light of the fire behind him.
Coming from behind, he went to Jin Bing.
behind!
The general turned his head in disbelief, because the fire blocked his vision and he couldn't see anything, but he could hear it.
Hearing the terrified and angry cries of the golden man, the sound of the golden man screaming and falling to the ground, and the vibration of the ground in the night like thousands of troops galloping.
Reinforcements!
Reinforcements!