Night gradually fell, Xia Village, and the battle was suspended.
The so-called suspension is because in such an environment, not fighting at night is just a strategy chosen by both parties, and no one knows whether the other party will suddenly launch a storm. Guo Yaoshi and others stood on the snow slope and watched the scene in the summer village. There were piles of bonfires burning, and the still-spirited defenders gathered around the camp walls. At the southeast breach of the camp wall, stones, Timber and even corpses are being piled up, blocking the place.
Occasionally, there would be tidy shouts from the camp wall.
Such a tragic battle has been going on for six days. The casualties on his side are heavy, and the casualties on the other side are not low. It is difficult for Guo Yaoshi to understand why these soldiers of the Wu Dynasty can still shout.
From the perspective of combat, the troops defending the city took advantage of the camp and defense, and in some respects, they had to bear more psychological pressure, because when to attack and how to attack, it was always decided by their own side. At night, my side can sleep relatively easily, but the other side has to be more vigilant. During these few nights, Guo Yaoshi would occasionally put on a feinting stance, consuming the opponent's energy, but every time he found that his side was not attacking, The defenders of Xia Village would laugh together and make fun of them.
After each battle, the chorus of shouts that came from the Xia Village camp was also a mockery and demonstration against the resentful army. Especially after the six days of the war, the more tidy the opponent's voice was, the more tidier you were. The more pressure you feel. You come and go with me, every side is spared no effort to carry out.
In the sound of beep-beep-boo, the flames were swimming in front of him. Ning Yi walked to the fire and stopped for a while. The stretcher carrying the wounded was passing by. In front of the side, about a hundred people lined up neatly in the open space. After listening to the lecture of a man with a body like an iron tower, after finishing speaking, everyone shouted in unison: "Yes--" It was only after such a shout. Most of them showed fatigue, and some were injured. He just sat down, gasping for breath.
More than a hundred people here participated in the battle during the day. At this time, there were also a group of people who were far and near. After the lecture, they returned to the post of garrison. In the entire camp, there were dense and messy footsteps at this time. The bonfire was burning, as it was freezing cold. There was also a lot of smoke and dust, and many people bypassed the smoke column and brought the prepared porridge and rice food to distribute.
Most of the more than 1,000 people rescued in Moutuogang were also mobilized at this time to participate in the ranks of cooking and caring for the wounded.
The captives, who had been bullied, felt only weakness and fear when they first arrived in Xia Village. Later, under the gradual launch and infection, I began to join in to help. In fact, on the one hand, it was because of the cold situation that Xia Village was surrounded, which made people shudder; on the other hand, it was because these soldiers outside were really capable of fighting against the resentful army. gave them a lot of encouragement. Day by day, this tormented team, most of which are women's teams. They have also been able to boost a lot of morale with their efforts.
Although the fighting for the past few days, the defenders of Xia Village also suffered heavy casualties. The combat skills and proficiency were originally inferior to the team of the resentful army. It was not easy to kill the resentful army by relying on the defense, elm cannons, etc., and it was not easy. As a result, they were injured and even died, but even if they were physically injured and tired, they saw those scrawny and even injured women doing their best to take care of the wounded or prepare meals and help in defense. In the hearts of these soldiers, it is inevitable that there will be warmth and a sense of honor.
An army needs to grow up. Big talk, the facts in front of you. Also to see. In this regard, whether it is victory or the gratitude of the guardians, they have considerable weight, and since there are many women among these people, the weight will be increased accordingly.
The presence of women in the army sometimes reduces the will to fight, sometimes not. Ning Yi allowed these people to have contact with the soldiers. On the other hand, he also gave orders to die. Disrespect to these people and bullying at will is never allowed. In the past, under such orders, there may be fish that slip through the net, but the situation has been tense in the past few days, and there has been no incident of soldiers who could not help raping women. Everything is still developing in a positive direction.
Ning Yi looked at the people who came down to deliver the food, and then looked at the position of the opposing army. After a while, he sighed. Immediately, Hongti came over from not far away. Her body was blood red. At this time, the blood had already started to condense on her body. The condition on Ning Yi's body was also different. She glanced at Ning Yi and came to support him.
"I still want to walk." Ning Yi said.
"Go up first." Hong Ti shook his head, "You are too messy today."
"How can you boost morale if you don't rush ahead?"
"You almost got shot."
"On the battlefield, some things are..."
He wanted to say that it was inevitable, but Hong Ti next to him was clinging to him, and when the blood and warmth came over, he suddenly understood what the woman meant in silence. Even though he has been in battle for a long time, he does not know how many lives he has taken away in the brutal killing field, and he does not know how many times he has stepped between life and death.
The two blood-stained people leaned forward, Chen Tuozi and others followed behind, and after a while, they passed a hundred people who were instructing. Ning Yi paused for a moment: "Can we still fight!?"
The young general in the lead stood up in horror and said loudly, "Yes!"
More than a hundred people in the rear shouted in unison: "Can—"
The sound spread far and wide along the snow valley.
Ning Yi nodded and went up with Hongti.
Juan'er was running in front of the thatched hut above. She was in charge of logistics, wounded soldiers, etc., and she was very busy at the rear. In terms of what the maid had to do, she still prepared hot water for Ning Yi and others. When she saw Ning Yi and Hongti returning with blood, she confirmed that Ning Yi was not injured, and was relieved a little. Ning Yi stretched out the bloodless hand and patted her head.
"There's a soldier named Chen Gui who saved my life. He died. You can write down his name and report it later. You... take a break, too."
Juan'er was already so busy that her hair was messy, so she nodded and shook her head again: "I'm not tired, uncle, Miss Lu, let's scrub first."
Ning Yi nodded and waved Chen Tuozi and others away. Just now and Hong Ti entered the room. He was really tired, sitting on the chair and didn't want to get up, while Hongti went to the side. Pour hot water and cold water into a bucket and mix, and then spread out the long hair. He took off the blood-stained leather armor and trousers, and when he was only wearing clothes, he also took off his shoes and socks and put them aside.
Even so, half of her face and half of her hair were still stained with blood, but it didn't look terrifying, but just made people feel gentle. She walked to Ning Yi's side. Untie the armor of blood for him.
"Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, and today you have used the six methods..."
"There are always times when you have to work hard."
Ning Yi stood up and walked towards the wooden barrel with hot water. After a while, Hongti also took off her clothes, except that she was slightly taller than the average woman and her legs were slender. Although I don't know how many people were killed on the battlefield today, when Ning Yi washed away the blood from her hair and face, she seemed even more gentle and supple. Both were exhausted. Ning Yi spoke in a low voice, while Hong Ti just listened in silence and scrubbed for a while. She stood there holding him, her forehead resting on his neck, her body trembling slightly.
If you don't consider other things, with Hongti's martial arts cultivation base, even if you go out naked when it's freezing cold, I'm afraid you won't feel cold. It's just that she used to live as a married couple in Lu Liang. The dangers on the battlefield are nothing but fear. Ning Yi could only hold her.
"...the two sides played pretty much the same. Until now, it's become a stud game. It depends on who collapses first...I can't guess..."
The battle has hit so far, and all kinds of problems have appeared. The arrows were almost bottomed out two days ago, and the wood was almost burned out. The materials that were thought to be abundant were quickly consumed in the fierce battle. Even Ning Yi, the feeling of death frequently approaching his eyes is not good. It is not good to see people around him die on the battlefield, and even the feeling of being rescued by others is not good. When the soldier died beside him blocking the arrow for him, Ning Yi didn't know whether it was happiness or anger in his heart, or anger because of the happiness in his heart.
After a while, he threw away the water ladle in Hongti's hand, picked up the cotton cloth next to her to wipe the water droplets on her body, Hongti shook his head, and whispered, "You use Po Liudao today..." But Ning Yi just frowned Shaking his head, he pulled Hongti and threw her on the bed. Hongti was still a little hesitant, but then he grabbed her ankle: "Separate!"
When Ning Yi went up, Hongti gently hugged his body, and then followed him meekly...
On a platform below the Xia Village camp, Mao Yishan was eating steamed buns, sitting on a piece of wood, and talking to a middle-aged man named Qu Qing. There is a canopy above, and a bonfire is burning beside it.
"Brother Qu. I have a crush on a girl..." He imitated those old soldiers and said rudely. But where can he deceive Qu Qing.
"It's all broken shoes." Lying on a simple stretcher bed, the injured Qu Qing tore the steamed buns in his hands, looked at the women who were sending things far and near, and whispered. Then he said, "Let's talk if we can survive."
Mao Yishan shook his head: "Anyway... it's not what they thought. Brother Qu, she gave me food these two days, and told me that she wanted me to survive and kill more enemies. Brother Qu, I see her... When you talk, your brain is a little abnormal. You say, after this battle, many of them will not be able to survive..."
He looked at the camp fire on the side of the resentful army: "Why did such a group of people suddenly come..." He asked very lightly. In the past few days, he had met several brothers, and those brothers died by his side again. .
Qu Qing did not answer him.
Returning to the palace, it is time for the lights of thousands of homes.
Zhou Zhe walked up to the city wall of the inner city of the palace and looked out, the cold wind was blowing, Du Chengxi followed behind, trying to persuade him to go down, but Zhou Zhe waved his hand.
What he saw beside the city wall, including this time on the way out of the palace, was still circling in his mind at this time, mixed with impassioned melodies, which could not be calmed down for a long time.
So he didn't feel cold.
"Du Chengxi." After a long time, he said in the cold wind, "I, with such officials, soldiers and civilians, I only need to work hard to manage the country. Why worry about the instability of the country. I used to... I was very wrong..."
"Your Majesty..." The emperor reflected on himself, and Du Chengxi couldn't continue.
Fortunately, Zhou Zhe didn't need him to pick it up either.
"I used to think that among the officials, only intrigue and quarrels are known. The struggle for power and the people's hearts is also mediocre. I can't cheer up. But when I see it today, I know it. The mandate of heaven is still with me. It's not in vain. It's just that the method of cheering up was used wrong in the past. I need to go out of the palace often to see the people, the people, and the things in the world. I'm always in the palace, after all, I can't do great things."
In his mind, the figure of Shishi Fuzheng was still circling, and he paused for a moment. I couldn't help but blurt out: "That teacher girl..."
Du Chengxi took a step forward: "That teacher girl, Your Majesty has intentions..."
Zhou Zhe waved his hand and said, "That lady Shishi, I have never seen me when I went out of the palace twice in the past, but when I saw it today, I realized that the woman would not let her men be, but unfortunately, I went too late, she was in love with her. People, how can I be a man who beats mandarin ducks? Today, she can sing and play the piano for the defenders of the city. If I can become friends with her in the future, it will be a blessing. Her lover is that... Great talent Ning Liheng. It's not that simple. He is the aide of the Right Chancellor's House and assists Qin Siyuan. He is quite capable. Earlier, he broke the Liangshan bandits and then presided over the disaster relief. This time, he was in charge of clearing the wilderness outside the city. Now, he is in Xia Village. …”
"Such talents..." Zhou Zhe sighed. "Even if in the future... Qin Siyuan is no longer the right prime minister, I will not let him leave with a cold heart. If there is a chance, I will reuse it for him."
"I'm not a careful person. It's all trivial matters, Du Chengxi." Zhou Zhe paused, "The most important thing now is that when the time comes, I want to make peace."
"Your Majesty means..."
"I can't let such subjects die any more. Zongwang cannot attack my Bianliang for a long time, and he must have suffered huge losses. Now, Guo Yaoshi's troops are contained in Xia Village. The heart of peace. I haven't asked about the war for a long time. When the time comes, it's time to come forward. It's so far, it's hard to care about the temporary gains and losses. Let's put it down. If it's over sooner, I'd better do things earlier! This family and the world, I can't go on like this anymore, I have to think about the pain and try my best to fix it, what I lost here, I will get it back sooner or later!"
He has been the emperor for many years, and the majesty of the emperor has long been practiced. At this time, his eyes are fierce, and when he says this, in the cold wind, he is also looking down on the world. Du Cheng was horrified and startled, and when he knelt down...
Cold wind blows across the sky.
In the lights of Xia Village, figures come and go, and the large tent of the grudge army is brightly lit. In the siege camp outside Bianliang City, the war horses and messengers who pass information are still coming and going, full of holes. On the top of the city, patrolling soldiers walked through the gaps, or bypassed the bodies of soldiers sleeping behind the parapet, and the sound of watchkeeping occasionally sounded. Shuoqi spreads the golden watch, and the cold shines on the iron clothes.
On such a night, no one knows how many people's important thoughts are surging and intertwined.
The next day was the ninth day of December, on the Bianliang city wall, the fighting continued, and in Xia Village, from this morning, a strange silence appeared. After several days of fighting, the grudge army for the first time was besieged without attacking.
"What's going on?" In the morning, Ning Yi walked up to the watchtower, took a binoculars and looked into the army formation of the resentful army, "This fellow Guo Yaoshi... was frightened by my mine formation?"
"If that's the case, it's not necessarily a good thing." Qin Shaoqian said next to him, but in any case, there was a look of joy on his face.
"Tsk, those rascals were frightened, no matter what, it's good for our morale."
"It has been arranged to promote it." Wen Ren Buer, who walked up to the watchtower, answered.
This morning, there was a beaming and arrogant atmosphere in the camp. Wen Ren Buer arranged for people to call for the camp of the resentful army from beginning to end, but the other party never responded.
They didn't know that at the same moment, a few miles behind the camp of the resentful army, separated by the foothills and the woods, a battle was going on. Guo Yaoshi led the elite cavalry under his command and launched a charge against an army of ten thousand people...
The sound of hoofs rolled, shaking the ground. In front of the 10,000-strong army, Long Hui, Fu Lu and the others watched the iron hoofs come and set up a battle.
"Brothers, Wei Guo killed the enemy, and at this moment, I, Long Hui, lived and died together with you-"
"Fluo died with you all—"
"Wang Chuanrong is here!"
"Cui He lives and dies with the brothers—"
"Taiyuan Ni Jianzhong is here—"
Long Hui shouted to the surrounding team! Afterwards, the sound of reconciliation continued to sound.
The sky was full of clouds, it was dark, and it was going to snow again.
A quarter of an hour later, their flags fell, and the army collapsed. Driven by iron hooves, the tens of thousands of people began to flee in all directions... ()
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