Shen Jian and Qi Conglin looked at the Beirong soldiers slowly climbing up from the bottom of the mountain. Shen Jian said, "It seems to be a temptation."
Qi Conglin agreed: "Well, let's not take it seriously." He turned around and shouted: "Don't use new weapons, use old bows and arrows."
Everyone complained: "What! We just got new bows and arrows."
"That's right. In the past, I could only practice with samples. I used them every day in turn. Shooting grass shooters is not fun at all. Now I should practice my hands..."
"How can those rags be used?"
"That's right, when I got the new one just now, I thought the old one was really ugly! I didn't know where to throw it..."
Qi Conglin frowned: "You prodigal sons! Those things are still usable!"
Someone said: "You are too stingy..."
"That's right, she's just like a housekeeper..."
Qi Conglin shouted angrily: "How dare you disobey the military order?!
Shen Jian also said seriously to everyone: "Now they are just probing, we can't scare them away."
Everyone sighed, reluctantly put down the bows and arrows they had just allocated, went to find their old things, and then moved behind the broken wall. There were nearly a thousand of them, but no more than a hundred came to attack. With the sound of bows and arrows, some of the hundred fell down, and the others retreated.
The people on the mountain cheered, and Qi Conglin scolded: "What is it called? How many people are there?"
Everyone said one after another: "This is auspicious! If you don't cheer, do you still have to sigh?"
Someone said: "Hurry up! Raise the 'Shen' flag higher!"
A few people fixed the Shen character military flag with gravel, Shen Jian walked over and stood under the military flag, Yan Shi walked to his side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him. The two of them looked at the large Beirong banners at the foot of the mountain, and they were silent, but the hands under the sleeves were held together.
The sergeant who returned to the foot of the mountain told the situation on Huoluo Mountain: It seems that the defenders are no more than a thousand people, the arrows used are also very old, and most of the soldiers are slightly injured.
Huo Luo inspected the arrows they brought back, and thought that the people above should be vulnerable, so he mobilized three thousand elite soldiers and went up the mountain with him.
He walked to the middle of the mountain and looked up, and saw the Shen character army flag fluttering on the remnant wall. For a moment, the shame of being robbed of food by Shen Jian at the border that year came to his heart. Huo Luo raised his knife and roared loudly, attracting Bei Rong The soldiers rushed up the mountain.
Qi Conglin shouted to the soldiers who were holding brand new crossbows: "Only the first team to get on the crossbows! Don't rush to shoot, just shoot when you see it right! One arrow per person, these arrows are precious!"
The soldiers separated, more than 200 people came to the arrow, and the others stood behind. Someone said to the people in front: "After you shoot, squat down quickly..."
Qi Conglin said loudly: "Listen to my orders! Mine! Don't give orders!"
Everyone was laughing and laughing, Shen Jian also took a pair of bows and arrows, and stood beside the arrow pile under the banner, while Yan and the volunteers hid behind the inner wall.
Soon, the Beirong soldiers approached, and Qi Conglin shouted: "Wait a little longer! Don't worry!"
Someone among the soldiers replied: "No hurry, no hurry! Wait until you can see the eyebrows clearly before shooting."
Qi Conglin yelled: "Who is this? Always take the blame?! Looking for a fight?!"
There were a few bursts of laughter, and the atmosphere visibly relaxed. Chief Chen felt that something was wrong: "Don't take it so seriously! This is a war! Young people are unreliable, why don't you let me go?"
Someone said: "Go! Uncle stay here and don't get in our way!"
Chen Lichang was angry: "Who are you talking about?! Back then..."
There was a sound of a bowstring, and a Beirong soldier fell down, and one shouted, "Look! I've shot it!"
Someone said loudly: "You shot too early!"
The soldier shouted back: "What's the matter?! I shot!"
The Beirong soldiers were already dozens of paces away. Huo Luo led the way, and Shen Jian drew his bow and arrows at him. He also saw Shen Jian, and raised his sword at Shen Jian...
Qi Conglin yelled: "Shoot! Stop arguing!"
There was a mess of bowstrings, and the charging Beirong soldiers fell down one after another, and some rolled directly from the mountain. Huo Luo was holding a knife, and in an instant, most of the soldiers around him fell down like mowing grass, and some turned around. head down the hill. Huo Luo was startled, when he turned his face, an arrow passed by his nose, he hurriedly bent down and lay down on the ground, yelling at everyone to continue charging. But the arrows coming down from above are too powerful, not to mention one shot, the injured people can't get up, what is the slight injury? !
There was only one stick of incense before and after, and Huo Luo realized that there were not many soldiers left with him. He prostrated on the ground and raised his head, and he could even see the old city wall. The familiar young man smiled at him. Huo Luo's face flushed red, he recognized that person! That person once laughed condescendingly at him upstairs in the capital, and that person once robbed the grain and ironware he brought at the border! That person is Shen Jian, the second son of Marquis Zhenbei! Huo Luo really wanted to rush up and do his best, but when he looked back and forth, there were no living Beirong soldiers around. If he rushed up alone, he would be a target for arrows. He gritted his teeth, stared at Shen Jian, and lay down on the Slowly back off the ground. Shen Jian waved at him, and then drew his bow at him.
Huo Luo didn't dare to get up, and retreated close to the mountain. Shen Jian knew that the angle was wrong, and he couldn't shoot him, so he just watched him get out of the shooting range of the bow and arrow, and put down the bow and arrow with a smile. Huo Luo got up, turned around and ran down the mountain.
Seeing the Beirong soldiers retreat, Qi Conglin shouted: "Stop! Stop! Don't waste arrows!"
Someone complained: "It's not our turn yet!"
Shen Jian said: "Don't worry, there are only two to three thousand people this time, and there will be more people in the next round."
Qi Conglin concluded: "I think you don't follow orders at all! Is it because General Shen is not here that you are so sloppy?! Ah?! I am also very good! If I am in a hurry, I will still serve you with military sticks!"
Chief Chen agreed: "That's right! It's wrong to quarrel on the battlefield!"
Duan Zeng watched with a smile on the side, and said, "What's the matter with the quarrel? Listening to the excitement..."
Someone said in a low voice: "The common people dare to interrupt! Serve with military sticks!"
Duan Zeng immediately said: "Hi! I'm a military doctor! Do you understand?!"
Li Chang Chen also said angrily: "I am a retired soldier! Soldier! I am more qualified than you! Back then..."
Shen Jian raised his hand: "Okay, everyone, pay attention, Huo Luo is defeated, there will be a very strong attack, everyone, hurry up and prepare, you should eat and drink..."
Someone said: "There is another one that should be..."
With a burst of laughter, Shen Jian hurriedly turned his head to look for Yan Shi, who was leading the scholars carrying the pot in the distance to complete the repairs of the site.
Shen Jian became serious, and said: "Don't be careless! Although our weapons are good and occupy the ground, there are many people on the other side! Don't let them approach!"
Qi Conglin made the specific arrangements: "Divide into three teams, and take turns hitting the wall. Three people form a group, remember to take turns shooting..."
A soldier yawned loudly: "How many years have I been practicing, and I'm still nagging!"
Another said: "Exactly! I can shoot with my eyes closed..."
It was only then that Li Zhang realized that these people had the ability to laugh.
Qi Conglin was angry: "Army stick! Where's the army stick?!"
Someone said loudly: "Report! Didn't bring it!" There was another burst of laughter.
Qi Conglin looked at Shen Jian in frustration, Shen Jian also smiled wryly, and said in a low voice: "Forget it, let them torment, General Shen told me, these people are all sharp shooters, with high spirits, anyway, they don't have any chances during the day." What kind of tactics are shooting, they will definitely be able to do it."
Qi Conglin shouted: "Director Shen said 'forget it'! Otherwise I will beat you to death!" Everyone laughed again. Qi Conglin said: "It's okay for you to make troubles now, but you have to obey orders at night!"
A few people responded sparsely, and everyone straightened their bows and crossbows. Some even dug out of the city wall and collected arrows from the dead body, preparing for the next round of offensive.
Huo Luo went back to the military tent in a huff, and ordered to cut down all the soldiers who ran down before the battle! He ran faster than the coach, so disturbing people's hearts, he had to kill chickens and monkeys, and serve as a warning to others!
He couldn't believe that the attack he led had been repulsed! How could the southerners defeat Beirong? ! Remembering that the soldiers who were hit by arrows fell to the ground, he asked people to present the arrows from the wounded soldiers, only to find that they were not old arrows from the last charge, but brand new ones! The arrowhead was in the shape of a weird triangular pyramid, slender and hard. He touched the arrow lightly with his finger, and it was extremely sharp, much more refined than the usual cast iron arrowheads. Bei Rong is not good at smelting, and soldiers don't like heavy armor. They wear leather armor, or light armor with a thin layer of iron on the outside. This kind of crossbow arrows actually shot through the armor of soldiers! Moreover, the arrows are very short, and Bei Rong's bows and arrows cannot be used. If the arrows are cut off, the hollow inside will be too small to fit into their existing arrow shafts. In other words, the crossbows and arrows used by the opponent have their own peculiarities, and a thin short arrow can kill a person!
It was the first time for Huo Luo to feel the danger, and in the face of danger, people like Huo Luo who believed in violence would only take one way: subdue the other party with more powerful violence! What's more, there are personal grievances in it! He mobilized tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and issued a death order, and those who escaped before the battle died—if they couldn't make it through, they wouldn't have to come back alive!
In view of the fact that the arrows over there were too powerful, Huo Luo decided not to fight in the vanguard, but to follow behind the sergeants of the brigade, wait for them to break through the defense, and then go to the general of the Shen family to settle the score by himself.
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When Shen Wen was meditating in the middle of the night, he felt uneasy and couldn't settle down no matter what. She was sitting in the darkness, staring at the dark window.
At this time in the previous life, she walked into the abyss unconsciously, but in this life, she has arranged all the chess pieces, and only the last operation is left. Although she still doesn't know the outcome, she feels that victory is within her grasp. In the near future, rivers of blood will flow in many places. Those who committed evil deeds in the previous life will be punished if they dare to do evil. This is her revenge, a fatal blow after thousands of years of waiting, but she does not Feel happy, only feel the bone-chilling cold.
The old Taoist was right, she had too much resentment in her heart, how could she repay it without the washing of blood? Is there any other way for her to go
Su Wanniang has been sleeping in the same room with Shen Wen, and often wakes up at night to see if Shen Wen is there, she opens her eyes and sees that Shen Wen is still sitting, she takes a closer look and finds that Shen Wen is not meditating, so she asks in a low voice: "What's wrong? "
Shen Wen sighed deeply, and said to Su Wanniang, "I feel cold."
Su Wanniang sat beside Shen Wen, without saying anything, and sat with Shen Wen for half an hour in the quiet night. Shen Wen thought of the death of Su Wanniang in her previous life, and then thought of Su Chuanya, Ji Wenzhao, etc., and the death of her family members... She whispered: "If human beings are destined to kill each other, then let the damned people die once this time, otherwise wouldn't it be good?" Isn't it too unfair?"
Su Wanniang held Shen Wen's hand tightly and said, "I understand, I killed someone that time..."
Shen Wenxin said who did you kill? Presumably that person is not dead. But she was grateful to Su Wanniang for understanding her state of mind, and shook Su Wanniang's hand back and said, "Thank you, I'm better, let's sleep."
Su Wanniang hummed, and lay down with Shen Wen, her heart was also flustered. She heard Shen Wen say many times that Beirong should have invaded. Now that the past few years have passed, the news of the war at the border will come at any time, right
In the palace, Concubine Xue Gui could not sleep either.
She received the emperor again today, but the emperor only ate a few spoonfuls of bird's nest porridge, and his expression was not good when he left.
Concubine Xue Gui didn't know that it was because the emperor had an upset stomach, and thought it was the emperor who became suspicious. She had a guilty conscience, and before going to sleep, she took out the jade box containing the purse and looked back and forth in the bedroom. She had to hide it well, but there was still half of the contents in the paper bag, so she couldn't bury it, and maybe she had to use it a few more times...
After searching for a long time, she finally decided to put it in a copper incense burner on the museum shelf in the bedroom. She put the jade box at the bottom of the censer, poured incense ash from another censer to bury the jade box, and then put the copper censer in a corner near the floor of the museum shelf and pushed it into the shadows, indicating that it was not used for a long time old stuff.
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Shen Jian and Qi Conglin looked at the soldiers of the Bei Rong who were climbing up the mountain densely, with solemn expressions. Shen Jian asked in a low voice, "Do you have enough arrows?"
Qi Conglin said: "A thousand soldiers, each with fifty arrows."
Shen Jian said to himself: "Only fifty thousand."
Qi Conglin yelled: "Listen up, everyone! Every arrow has to hit someone! Otherwise, there will be no arrows behind us!"
Everyone replied sporadically: "How many times have I said this! I knew it earlier!" "The key is not to shoot all the arrows at one person!" "We have already agreed on the boundaries, so don't shoot this way!"...
Qi Conglin looked nervously at the Beibing soldiers who were approaching, and said loudly: "The bed crossbow is used in an emergency, and now everyone takes turns shooting!"
Shen Jian also said loudly: "Everyone don't panic! Take turns! Don't rush!"
The soldiers behind the remnant wall seemed to be in no hurry. Several of them stepped forward to pull their crossbows one after another. The enemies who rushed up fell down row by row. If one person fell, it might even hurt others. Qi Conglin stood aside with an oversized crossbow in his hand, shooting at the fish that slipped through the net.
The soldiers of Beirong were brave and fearless, and they still couldn't charge under the rain of arrows, and finally approached the remnant wall dangerously. Qi Conglin shouted: "Bed crossbow!"
There were a few creaking and winding sounds, and then there was a bang, and a dense group of arrows shot out like rain. There was a group of wailing from the front of the wall, and a large number of enemies fell to the ground at the same time, and some people rolled down the mountain. . The momentum of the attack was contained, and the other guards fired again, forcing the enemy back.
The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, and began to criticize: "That bed crossbow is such a waste of arrows!"
The two soldiers who held the bed crossbow refused to accept: "What do you mean? If we hadn't done it, those people would have rushed up!"
Someone pouted: "But once you shoot them like that, more than 30 arrows are gone! Have you shot 30 people to death?!"
A bed crossbowman was in a hurry: "How could it be possible to shoot one arrow at a time?! They didn't even line up for us to shoot!"
Qi Conglin also looked a little heartbroken, and said: "So the bed crossbow is only used at critical times, and it cannot be used casually..."
The bed crossbowman went crazy: "Then I quit! We want to be short crossbowmen! What the hell?! Waited for a long time to shoot once, and you made things difficult for me! Who wants to wait and watch you shoot happily... "
Duan Zengzeng laughed, followed by a burst of laughter. Shen Jian held back his laughter and said loudly, "What nonsense are you talking about?! Get ready, they are coming up again!"
The sergeants of Bei Rong attacked again. This time, they slowed down. Some leaned against the rocks, some piled up the dead bodies, and shot arrows at the soldiers behind the broken wall behind the dead bodies. Unfortunately, the range of their bows and arrows is not as far as that of the guardians, and the accuracy is obviously not enough, and those within the range are quickly shot to death. Seeing that the slow offensive failed, the Beirong soldiers outside the range gathered again and launched an intensive offensive again... This time they rushed very close, but the closer they were, the more dangerous they were.
Qi Conglin yelled: "Short crossbow!" A round of soldiers stepped forward with a new crossbow. This kind of crossbow is like a crossbow. It is almost unnecessary to aim when shooting, but the crossbow bolts that come out are extremely powerful and close , the people shot were all arrows penetrated into the body, and some even passed through the body, all of them were either dead or seriously injured. In addition, the hillside is not very wide. No matter how many and fast they come, it only increases the casualties. Round after round of shocks came and went like waves, and they couldn't get close to the remnant wall no matter what.
Yan Shi, Li Chang Chen and some people hid behind the inner wall, and the younger ones couldn't help but went to the soldiers and helped pass the arrows.
Li Chang Chen looked longingly at the melee on the battlefield, and said to Duan Zeng beside him: "I think back then, when I was on the battlefield, I didn't have these things! If we had, then we would have made money! Maybe I My shoulder won't hurt anymore..."
Duan Zeng said: "You didn't meet me, otherwise the injury wouldn't be like this..."
A volunteer soldier said, "Are we just watching here?"
Li Chang Chen turned his head and asked Yan: "That's right, we brought gongs, isn't it to add to the fun? We don't want to fight now?"
Yan shook his head and said, "Not now."
Li Chang Chen said, "When was that time?"
Yan said, "It was at night."
Li Chang Chen said in a low voice, "They must be attacking at night, right?"
Yan nodded.
Li Chang Chen said: "Yes, now that I can see them, I can shoot them down, but at night I can't see them clearly."
Yan said in a low voice, "Wouldn't it be better not to see clearly?"
Li Chang Chen chuckled: "Of course it's better, better!"
Yan said: "At that time, you will have to play the gong and suona properly!"
Chen Lichang and several volunteer soldiers nodded and said: "That's right! Then we must play hard!" "Then it's up to us!" "That's right, let those soldiers see, we can also fight back the enemy! "...
At sunset on the western mountain, there were only a few hundred Beirong soldiers left. Huo Luo looked at Manpo's body in disbelief, angry and anxious. The people he sent were all soldiers, far stronger than the Southern Dynasty people, not to mention that the number was probably ten to one, even one to ten should win. The people of the Southern Dynasties won because of their weapons! Such accurate and powerful crossbows gave them an advantage.
Huo Luo went down the mountain angrily, mobilized the remaining 20,000 soldiers, and selected more than 20,000 people who could walk from the people accompanying the army, and asked them to wait until it was dark before attacking together. No matter how good the opponent's weapon is, a large group of people rush forward in the dark, how many arrows do they have? How many people can be shot? Thousands of people shooting arrows together can't stop it!
On the ridge, the soldiers who had fought all day were exhausted. The volunteers helped light the fire and cook, and Duan Zeng treated the wounded.
Shen Jian and Yan Shi stood side by side by the remnant wall, looking at the mountains under the twilight and the scattered corpses below. Some groaned, others moved. Under such severe cold, these people would definitely not be able to survive overnight.
Yan whispered, "I don't like war."
Shen Jian nodded: "Me too."
But after saying this, Shen Jian asked: "Can those arrangements really block the attack at night?"
Yan hesitated and said, "I'm not completely sure."
Then the consequence is... Shen Jian put his arm around Yan Shi's shoulder. Although faced with such a harsh situation and an unpredictable future, Yan has the feelings of a child, his face, which has been shaved by the wind and frost, is a little red, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised.
Shen Jian said in a low voice, "I'm sorry for you."
Yan shook his head and said: "It's not bitter at all, it's bitter to stay behind."
Shen Jian turned to look at Yan Shi, "Thank you." Thank you for choosing me in the crowd.
Yan really smiled, turned to look at Shen Jian, "Thank you too." Accepted my madness.
Shen Jian said: "You will be with me tonight."
Yan Shi nodded: "Okay, we will not separate!"
Others looked at the backs of the two of them close together, Chief Chen said to Qi Conglin, "Governor Shen and Junjun Yan are good brothers, right?"
Qi Conglin nodded and said, "Junshi Yan is Dushi Shen's brother-in-law, and the two of them are close buddies!"
Duan Zeng coughed when he heard it, but didn't speak.
Everyone nodded, and some people embraced each other's shoulders and said: "We are also good brothers!" "It's just..."
Shen Jian and Yan Shi turned their heads and saw that many people on the battlefield were shoulder to shoulder, and felt that the soldiers were really united.
As the sun set, the cold north wind mixed with fine snow slag whizzed across the ridge, and the dripping water instantly turned into ice.
After the soldiers had eaten, Yan asked people to pile up large pieces of wood on two stone platforms set up in front of the remnant wall and poured oil on them. After making the final filling in the remnant wall, the cauldrons that had been burning for two days and two nights finally ceased to fire. Some soldiers squatted behind arrow stacks, holding short black sticks in their hands. Some soldiers crossed the rope across a section of the ridge, both ends passed through the iron ring nailed to the ground, and the end was tied to a stone. The rope tied him around the waist to a pillar as high as half a person, and Duan Zeng said again and again: "You plug your ears."...
Qi Conglin looked down the mountain and said, "They are coming up." There was a faint light on the bottom of the mountain, which should be torches. The soldiers took their positions, most of them huddled on the little remaining ground at both ends of the ridge. There is only one row of soldiers in the middle of the ridge, and all of them are tied with ropes around their waists.
Shen Jian said, "Press them until they charge forward with all their might."
Qi Conglin said solemnly: "If they charge up with all their might, they won't be able to hold them back."
Shen Jian felt that those soldiers probably learned from Qi Conglin that they like to take over the next step, and he said, "Remember, those who climb up must not have torches."
Qi Conglin shouted: "If they climb up, shoot with torches!"
Chen Lichang shouted: "Be careful! We are here, don't shoot us!"
Someone laughed and said, "Just don't shake that gong around."
Qi Conglin shouted again: "This is not a joke! You shot one of your own, and you will be his son!"
Li Chang Chen said: "You have to be a grandson!"
Everyone laughed again...
Huo Luo looked up at the ridge above, but in the light of the surrounding torches, he couldn't see far.
He decided to rush over this time no matter what. If there is a stalemate with the other side, the southern army's thousands of people will not be able to use much food, but the hundreds of thousands of people on our side are trapped here, the weather is cold, and the supplies are insufficient, and those mobs may start fighting among themselves. If he waited for his father to send troops to rescue the siege, Huo Luo felt that he would really lose face: he originally wanted to take this opportunity to show others how extraordinary he was—leading the weakest troops all the way to the Northern Rong, but he crossed mountains and ridges and broke through the defense line of the Southern Dynasty. Go straight to the capital! He put all his energy into killing and ransacking the towns of weak southerners, leaving a trail of blood and fire in the southern dynasty, so that his reputation would shock the north and south, and be recorded in the annals of history... But now the opponent is obviously only a thousand people, and he is stunned. He was stopped! If this word gets out, he won't have any thoughts about the throne in the future. He must do his best to destroy this defender! If it is really impossible, then send someone to contact the father and king, and lead troops to attack from the rear of the defenders.
The path up the mountain has been cleared of snow and ice by more than 10,000 people attacking upwards during the day, and it is not difficult to walk. The Beirong brigade lit torches and reached the place close to the ridge, confronting the broken wall on the high place. Huo Luo is full of confidence—he has nearly 40,000 people on his side, which should be more than enough!
Huo Luo asked people to blow the horn, and the soldiers set up short ladders on the steep and dangerous places, and the brigade climbed up the mountain in groups. Huo Luo stood outside the range of the crossbow and directed the attack.
Yan Shi pointed at the two large piles of logs in front of the formation beside Shen Jian, and Shen Jian set up a rocket to shoot at them. In a short while, two piles of fire were lit in front of the remnant wall, illuminating the hillside in front of the formation brightly. , the remnant wall behind the two piles of fire looked black and swarthy. The north wind blew, blowing the flames to the attacking Bei Rong soldiers.
Huo Luo knew that this was to make the opponent's archers easier to shoot, so he yelled to make the soldiers charge faster! Crowd tactics are the invincible rule for overcoming the opponent's defense. No matter how good your bow and arrow are, you need time to draw your bow and arrow, right? How many people can you shoot when the crowd rushes up
Although there were sergeants and civilians rushing up, they were really close to the front of the battle. The old and young people all had weak legs. Those who really rushed to the front were all nimble soldiers. They were numerous and fast, and the arrows on both sides of the remnant wall were very fast, but facing the middle part of the mountain road, they could not stop a large number of Beirong soldiers from attacking. Soon, groups of Beirong soldiers finally rushed to the middle of the two piles of fire. In front of the remnant wall.
It turned out that the soldiers of the Shen family army guarding in the middle were pulled aside by the ropes around their waists. Shen Jian and Qi Conglin on both sides of the remnant wall turned around at the same time and made a gesture of beating the gong. They had to do this because the volunteer soldiers had long blocked ears.
The sound of gongs, cymbals, cymbals and suona suddenly sounded, and the Beirong soldiers would not be stopped by the sound. They rushed through the gap in the middle of the wall like a tide, but the sound of the bronze beating was too loud, covering Their shouts and their footsteps, it's as if they climbed the ridge in silence, and then it's just... gone.
This charge continued, and the gongs on the ridge were beating loudly. Huo Luo knew it was to cheer up the soldiers. What he felt was wrong was that groups of soldiers crossed the ridge, but no one came back. report to him. He stopped the fight, and looked angrily at the distant wall and the Shenzi flag fluttering in the night. The northwest wind blew the flag this way, fluttering and fluttering, as if teasing him.
Seeing that Bei Rong had stopped attacking, Qi Conglin waved his hands vigorously under the firelight, making a stop gesture, and Tonggong and others stopped.
But everyone blocked their ears with cloth strips, and there was buzzing in their ears, so they could only make gestures with each other. Yan led people to add wood blocks to the big fire in front of the formation, Shen Jian asked the soldiers to move forward carefully, and appeared in the middle again. The soldiers on both sides took turns, but those who beat the gongs were irreplaceable, and many of them were bleeding from their ears. Qi Conglin looked at Li Chang Chen, who coughed and gave him his thumb.
Shen Jian pointed at Cong Linlian from a distance and shouted, "There may be more people in a while, we must shoot everyone who runs back to death."
Qi Conglin nodded vigorously, and gestured to take off the cloth strips from his ears. The soldiers pulled down the cloth strips reluctantly, and Qi Conglin shouted: "As long as they are on the city wall, they can't be allowed to go back!"
Many people covered their ears and shouted: "I heard you! Stop talking! Let's be quiet for a while!"
It was really quiet on the battlefield, but soon Shen Jian said: "It's okay if they don't come up, I have to go and tease Huo Luo. Don't talk to me!"
Huo Luo was struggling with the reason why those who attacked did not occupy the position. Could it be that there were still soldiers preparing behind the ridge? Fighting with Beirong soldiers hand to hand, won? Huo Luo really couldn't accept the fact that a soldier from the Southern Dynasty defeated a soldier from the Northern Army. He was frowning and thinking, when he saw Shen Jian, a southerner he knew, climbing over the broken wall and walking to the fire.
The light of the fire illuminated Shen Jian's whole body. He picked up a Beirong flag left behind in front of the battle, threw it into the fire contemptuously, and said loudly to the mountain: "Huo Luo! Listen, I will treat you right then. I said, if you dare to come here, I will wait for you here! This is my territory, if you don't want to die, go back!"
There was laughter on the ridge, and the soldiers shouted in unison: "Huo Luo, you want to die! Huo Luo, go back!"
Although Huo Luo didn't understand Chinese, he knew the pronunciation of his name. Hearing so many voices, he hurriedly asked the translator to tell him what it meant. The translator did not dare to translate directly, but only vaguely said that it was a bad word. When he said this, Huo Luo imagined it was even worse, thinking that it must be foul language, as bad as it sounds! He is brave, he has conquered the battlefield since he was young, and he has never been cowardly. Even if you encounter a strong enemy at this time, you will not retreat! What's more, the other party is the southerner whom he has always looked down upon, or the Shen family whom he wants to give a good look at! He thought of the humiliation he suffered in the capital, the cheated marriage, the beautiful woman who failed to take revenge, and the arrogance of Shen Jian leisurely patrolling his chariots at the border! ... Huo Luo decided to charge with the team! He wanted to see who could be waiting on the ridge to fight him! He can fight hundreds of southern soldiers by himself, and he can avoid the rain of arrows among the soldiers. As soon as he climbs the ridge, he wins—swinging his sword horizontally, he is bound to be invincible!
The horns on Huo Luo's side sounded together, Shen Jian turned around with a smile, returned to the residual wall of the ridge, and signaled everyone to plug their ears again, and Bei Rong began to charge again.
The soldiers beside Shen Jian stuffed the cloth strips into their ears and said, "I'm not afraid of the people over there rushing over, but I'm afraid of the sound of the gong behind, which really beats people's brains out."
Shen Jian nodded and said, "I'm going crazy too, but I can't help it, I still have to fight."
He didn't need to make gestures this time. When the volunteer soldiers saw someone climbed the ruined wall, they began to beat the gong. The deafening sound once again covered all other sounds, and even the clanging of swords could not be heard.
After the thousands of soldiers who opened the way, Huo Luo rushed forward with a sword in hand!
The two fires in front of the remnant wall were blazing, illuminating the bottom of the wall very brightly. The soldiers who had gone up the mountain with torches all threw away their torches so that they could free up their hands to fight. Huo Luo followed the soldiers through the fire, and felt that people around him were falling down one after another from the arrows, and thought it was nothing, as no amount of arrow rain could block such a dense attack.
He finally stepped on the stones and dead bodies to the top of the remnant wall, and suddenly entered the darkness from the bright firelight. His eyes were not used to it, and suddenly went black. Just as he was about to stop and wait, the people behind pushed him As he continued to move forward, he took a few steps forward and knew something was wrong. His feet suddenly tilted, and then he fell a step in the air, staggered, and then landed, it was slippery, it turned out to be ice! Huo Luo yelled, turned around and stabbed the big knife fiercely on the ground, but his body had already slammed to the ground and slid down sharply. His knife hit sparks on the stone, and the handle of the knife accidentally got stuck in the crack of the stone. . He was flustered and could only hold on to the handle of the knife tightly. He couldn't hold it with one hand, so he hurried to hold it with the other hand, and his body stopped sliding, but his feet were in the air, and his whole body was leaning on both hands.
During this time, all around him were soldiers sliding rapidly into the darkness, their screams were buried by the loud sound of the gong.
No wonder they beat the gong! It was to cover up the shouting. No wonder they want to light a fire in front of the battle! It is for people to climb out of the range of the fire and suddenly lose sight of things after climbing high.
Huo Luo understood everything now! He shouted hoarsely, but his voice was also as weak as a fly in the gong. His eyes adapted to the darkness, and he watched in horror as a wave of soldiers appeared on the wall, and with another step, he slipped into the darkness. Huo Luo turned his head and looked down. In fact, the ground below was not very high. His feet were only two or three inches above the ground, but the ground was slanted, and the ice light was faintly reflected on it. They were all covered with black ice, and the depressions were filled up. Like a big slide, it stretched to the edge of the cliff not far away. Beirong soldiers were falling down in groups and sliding towards the edge of the cliff...
He looked at the remnant wall again, and found that some places were covered with slabs and the steps fell very steeply, some places had strange raised stones, which made people fall inevitably, and some places vaguely had half-foot-high ropes, which made people trip. Down people. He also saw southern soldiers hiding in the dark, using black sticks to stab those who stopped!
Huo Luo tried his best to climb up, but he couldn't stand on his feet, and he slid down from the top, hitting him again and again, almost knocking him down several times. He yelled for people to retreat, but no one could hear them. On the contrary, when the soldiers behind saw the commander leading the way up the ruined wall, they stepped forward more enthusiastically. In the morning, Huo Luo chopped off all those who retreated from the battle, and none of the remaining soldiers and civilians dared to be lazy, so they could only go forward blindly...
In the dead of winter night, the chill was overwhelming, Huo Luo gradually felt pain in his arms, and slowly lost consciousness. While shouting repeatedly, he suddenly felt severe pain in his chest and vomited blood, very similar to how he felt after being beaten in the capital. He didn't dare to struggle any more, lest he exhaust his energy. He stopped in mid-air, and someone found him on the ridge, and an arrow shot right under his left rib, Huo Luo almost let go, but anger and fear aroused his wildness, he held back the pain, not only did not Let go of your hand, but hold the handle of the knife more persistently.
Finally, fewer and fewer people emerged from the wall. Finally, the few attackers were shot by crossbow arrows, and no one climbed the residual wall.
The gong stopped, and the Nanren soldiers cheered. Huo Luo exhausted all his strength, pulled his body upwards, pulled the handle of the knife vigorously, hooked a stone above his head with his feet, and pulled himself back from the suspension below. Someone yelled something, but now everyone's ears are ringing, and they can't hear clearly. Huo Luo bent down, let go of his hand, stepped on the handle of the knife with his feet, and exerted force with his legs at the same time, with a desperate pounce, he grabbed a brick on the remnant wall and climbed up from the ice. The soldiers saw it and pointed at Huo Luo and rushed towards him. Huo Luo turned over and rolled to the outside from the remnant wall. The arrow pierced his ribs a little more. He wailed, but didn't stop, and ran down the mountain in a staggered manner. . Several arrows roared towards him, and two of them hit his back again, but he continued to run. Qi Conglin also found him, and pointed in the direction of Huo Luo and shouted. Several people raised their crossbow arrows and fired. Luo was hit by two more arrows in the back, almost like a hedgehog, but he staggered down the mountain - he must tell his own people about the plots of the Nanren! Once Bei Rong understands the ingenuity of the Southerners, even if all the elite soldiers are exhausted, Bei Rong can pass the test with tens of thousands of people!
Shen Jian threw away the cloth covering his ears, pointed to Huo Luo who was going away and said, "That looks like Huo Luo, you have to stop him!" After speaking, he jumped out of the broken wall with his sword and chased after Huo Luo. Qi Conglin shouted to a group of soldiers: "You go!" More than 20 soldiers also ran down with Shen Jian.
Yan Shi nervously stood by the wall and looked down. The people below are all Beirong people. Isn't it self-inflicted to go down the mountain like this? The man is really unreliable. I just promised to be together, now I'm going to take risks by myself! Yan Shi clenched the fireworks tube that was in his hand all the time.
Huo Luo felt the warm blood spread against his skin, but it soon became cold, he shivered, couldn't breathe at all, and his feet were weak. Relying on him going up the mountain a few times, he had an impression of where to turn and where to go downhill. In the dark, he ran down the mountain, rolling and crawling at a very fast speed. Shen Jian and others chased along the mountain road.
Because they were afraid that Huo Luo would punish those who did not actively attack, all the Beirong soldiers above the mountain had rushed up, and only the reserve soldiers were on standby at the bottom half of the mountain. Huo Luo ran towards them, although there were only a few thousand, it was enough to deal with Shen Jian and others. Relying on his primitive wildness, he rushed down the mountain with his last strength. But seeing that he was about to approach the place with the torches below, his eyes turned black, his legs softened, he fell down, and then rolled all the way along the mountain until he reached a big rock before stopping. Some of the arrows on his body pierced a little bit more, his throat was sore and itchy, but he was so tired that he couldn't cough out, he could only pant with his mouth open, and a mouthful of blood flowed out from his mouth. There were hurried footsteps above, and the southerners came after them.
Shen Jian ran near the big stone and stopped, and the soldiers who followed him soon came behind him. Some of them took off the things in their ears, but the bronze utensils were too loud, and their hearing was still recovering. He met someone, and even made gestures and said: "I can't see Huo Luo anymore, he should be around here, everyone spread out and look for it."
Huo Luo's ears were ringing too, but he still heard the languages he didn't understand. Huo Luo forced himself to weaken his panting, as long as he just lay still, the southern soldiers might not be able to find him. The Bei Rong soldiers at the foot of the mountain saw that there was no movement on the mountain for a long time, and sooner or later they would send people up the mountain to check. At that time, these southerners will run back, and they will be saved...