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The main force of the Qing army had already withdrawn to the north bank of the Huai River, leaving only Shouzhou, which was like a thorn in the throat of the Qin Dynasty that would not be relieved until it was removed.
The New Year was approaching, and Meng Ke hoped to bring a successful end to the first year of the Qin Dynasty with a victory and a consolidated Huaihe River defense line.
At the same time, the last battle in Huainan had to be ended as soon as possible so that the court could send officials to govern, distribute fields, and prepare for the spring plowing next year.
The country had been in chaos for many years, and people had to eat wild vegetables, tree bark, Guanyin soil, and even exchanged their children for food. Three hundred miles south of the Huai River, whether spring ploughing could be carried out well was related to the livelihoods of millions of people, and it could not be delayed any longer.
The cold wind blew, the drums of war beat, the beasts fled in terror, the birds flew high. The Qin army was like a cloud, and the lonely city was about to be destroyed.
The huge shouts of killing were heard for dozens of miles. The Qin army rushed forward one after another, like waves hitting Shouzhou City one after another. The smoke of gunpowder was lingering, and even the sky and the earth were solemn.
Banners fluttered wildly, war horses neighed sadly, and the sand flew into their faces. In this bitter and cold winter, fingers fell off and skin cracked, and ice stuck to their beards.
A rain of arrows rose up in the smoke, and shot down, spraying hot blood, dyeing the earth red, the sky red, and every pair of eyes red...
"Sergeant!" Wei Chen cried out in grief and hugged Tan Liang who was standing in front of him. A powerful arrow pierced Tan Liang's chest, leaving only half of it outside his body, which kept trembling.
Blood kept flowing out of Qin Liang's mouth. He forced a smile and said intermittently: "Wei Chen, you... usually have better training results... than me. I... know you have always been unwilling to... obey me. Now, you... are the squad leader. Lead the brothers and charge. Don't embarrass our squad..."
"Corporal!" Wei Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth were almost broken. "Military doctor. Come quickly, save him!"
"Wei Chen... stop shouting. This is the last order I give you as the sergeant. Let me go and rush to the top of the city with your brothers!"
"No..." Wei Chen roared to the sky, "Ah!" His hair and beard stood up, tears were burning in the fierce sun, he gently put Tan Liang down, picked up the knife, turned around and took a firm step...
Behind him came Tan Liang's intermittent voice: "Brave Qin... Old Qin, recover our land... We will not stop fighting until our blood is shed and we die. With the world in turmoil, how can we... be peaceful?"
Wei Chen did not dare to look back, for he was afraid that if he looked back he would not be able to move forward. The remaining three brothers in the squad followed Wei Chen, their steps getting faster and faster, their eyes bloodshot. No one dared to look back, and Wei Chen took the lead in shouting out the song that Tan Liang had not finished singing:
How can there be peace when the world is in turmoil
Qin has sharp warriors and their swords are sharp.
The air blows up the moon. The force shoots at the wolf in the sky.
Clothed in black and wearing dark armor, sweeping across the world!
The desolate and tragic song penetrated the smoke and the battlefield filled with killing sounds. The enemy's arrows hit Wei Chen's shield from time to time, making a clanging sound. All around were comrades shouting and charging.
Bang! A comrade from the siege vehicle fell down and almost hit him. The blood spilled all over him. He tightly grasped the hilt of the knife, and his veins throbbed.
"Brothers, follow me!" With a loud roar, Wei Chen took the lead and leaped up. Part of the siege vehicle had been ignited by the enemy's rockets, and black smoke was billowing. Wei Chen took two steps at a time, held his breath, rushed to the top of the siege vehicle, and then jumped!
The Qing army on the top of the city wall never expected that the Qin army would rush up to the siege vehicle that had been set on fire. But in the black smoke, a figure in black clothes and black armor leaped over, and the sharp blade of the sword was dazzling and cold;
"Kill!" A beast-like roar was like thunder exploding on the ground, and the knife flashed down violently. A Tartar's head flew out, and the headless corpse spurted out hot blood like a fountain.
Following Wei Chen, Sun Xiao, Kong Yuan and Liu Jing jumped off the city wall one after another. The four of them quickly formed a battle formation, each facing one side, leaving their backs to their brothers, and rushed towards the nearest ladder together. On the ladder, Qin soldiers were desperately rushing up, while the Tartars on the city wall kept throwing stones, causing the Qin soldiers on the ladder to fall like pearls and scream in pain.
"Kill!" Every time Wei Chen swung his sword, he would roar like a lion. Bang! The sword of a Tartar on the opposite side was lifted up by him, and Wei Chen kicked out quickly, and with a bang, it swept across the Tartar's crotch;
The Tartar screamed and squatted down, covering his crotch. "Kill!" Wei Chen roared again, slashing wildly with his sword, and another head rolled to the ground...
The cold wind howled on the top of the city, the sun was dim, blood was everywhere, and corpses were lying side by side. Niulu Zhangjing Altai saw the intention of Wei Chen and others, and kept shouting: "Stop them, kill them, kill!"
As he roared, more and more Tatars surrounded him. Wei Chen and his four companions fought desperately to the ladder, back to back, shielding each other, slashing wildly with swords, and guarding this place on the top of the city wall tightly...
Bang! The Altai sword, as strong as a black bear, slashed violently at Kong Yuan's iron shield. The iron shield was split apart, and Altai stabbed it. The tip of the sword pierced Kong Yuan's throat with a "pop". Sun Xiao, who was standing next to him, exclaimed, "Kong Yuan!" The shield in his left hand suddenly smashed out, and then the sword in his right hand flew away.
Altai, wearing white armor, quickly turned sideways and used his shoulder to block the iron shield thrown by Sun Xiao. He swung his sword at Sun Xiao again. Bang! Sun Xiao's sword flew out of his hand, and his right arm was cut off, and blood spurted out.
"Ah!" Sun Xiao screamed, ignoring his broken arm, and leaped forward. He hugged Altai with one arm, lowered his head and bit his throat hard, then tilted his head back and bit a large piece of flesh and blood from his mouth.
The fierce Altai's eyes bulged out, and a strange sound of "ho! ho!" came from his bloody throat. Red blood plasma spurted out like a fountain. Bang! The big knife in his hand fell to the ground. He could not believe the fact in front of him until his death.
“Hahaha… … … .” Sun Xiao laughed miserably like a wild beast. The remaining Wei Chen and Liu Jing shouted in unison: “Sun Xiao!”
"Sun Xiao, you son of a bitch, cover your wound quickly..."
"Haha... Old Qin, you are so brave, come and restore our land. We will not stop fighting until our blood is dried and we die. How can there be peace when the world is in turmoil? Qin has sharp soldiers and their swords are sharp... Sergeant, kill!"
Listening to Sun Xiao's bloody singing, Wei Chen went completely crazy. The enemy's spear pierced his thigh, but he seemed to feel nothing. He threw off his helmet, and his long hair flew around like a madman, roaring like a wounded beast. His sword came out like the wind, with the force of thunder and lightning. The sword just penetrated the chest of a Tartar, and after pulling it out, it chopped wildly and cut off the head of another Tartar.
Liu Jing standing by did exactly the same as him, roaring with blood in his voice and slashing with his swords as fast as lightning. These two mad tigers fought without regard for their lives. The Tartars on the city wall were so frightened that their hands and feet became weak and they retreated one after another.
One by one, the Qin soldiers took the opportunity to fly up from the ladders and join the fighting on the top of the city. As more and more Qin soldiers climbed up to the top of the city, the shouts of killing gradually became louder and louder, and the passionate singing shook Shouzhou City:
The old Qin, come and restore our land.
The war will not stop until the blood is shed and the people die.
How can there be peace when the world is in turmoil
Qin has sharp warriors and their swords are sharp.
The energy blows up the moon, and the force shoots at the wolf in the sky.
Clothed in black and wearing dark armor, sweeping across the world!
The Qing army could not bear it and finally collapsed under the fierce attack of the Qin army!
Countless Tartars on the city walls threw away their armor and weapons, and fled in all directions. The Qin soldiers sang triumphant songs and chased them hard, like wolves hunting rabbits.
The south gate of Shouzhou burst open, and the Qin army poured in like a tide. The sound of killing filled the city, and the shadows of swords covered the sky. The fall of Shouzhou was inevitable.
The military doctor rushed to the top of the city wall and urgently applied medicine and bandages to Sun Xiao and Wei Chen. When the military doctor said that Sun Xiao needed a blood transfusion, countless soldiers rushed forward and rolled up their arms.
"Hit mine!"
"No, I'm strong, smoke mine."
"Whoever argues with me, I will get angry with him."
When the two men with pale faces and covered in blood were carried on stretchers, and the uninjured Liu Jing carried Kong Yuan's body on his side and followed the stretcher down the city wall, everyone they passed, from generals to ordinary soldiers, stood in silence, beat their chests and saluted, paying the highest respects to these heroes.
Even the two governors, Meng Ke and Li Guo, rushed to the south gate and dismounted to greet them. Meng Ke comforted them with a few words, and then pulled the military doctor over and ordered him to use the best medicine to cure the two men's injuries.
Seeing the two commanders saluting, Wei Chen choked up, lying on the stretcher, looking at the solemn sky and muttering: "Corps, did you see that? This honor belongs to you, you will always be my corporal..."
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ps: It is a blessing to have brothers. Now I can only rely on my brothers. The pursuers are approaching. Please vote for me. Let's hold on a little longer and stop worrying... ... .
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Please give me a monthly ticket!
.(To be continued..)
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