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Chapter 217: Shocking Words

The Mongols' offensive was very fierce and long.

They started attacking in the morning, except for an hour of rest at noon, and were sieging the city until sunset.

"Retreat! Retreat!!"

When the last ray of sunset was about to dissipate, the Mongols finally withdrew their troops. The Mongols retreated like a tide and took away their wounded soldiers.

Soon, the Han auxiliary soldiers walked onto the battlefield. They looked at the defenders on the city timidly, pulled the siege cars away, and hurriedly cleaned the battlefield and gathered the bodies.

The defenders on the city did not shoot arrows, and they were no longer in strength.

Today's battle caused heavy losses to the elite soldiers and militias. In the end, the soldiers who were still guarding the city, whether they were elite soldiers or militias, were blessed by their ancestors.

But even so, they were tired. During the battle, their fatigue was suppressed by their tense nerves. They only thought about eliminating the Meng Yuan soldiers who were climbing up the city wall, and only thought about how to defend the city.

But when the Mongols withdrew their troops, their tense nerves were relaxed, and a huge rock in their hearts was able to fall. Fatigue continued to emerge like a fountain.

The muscles felt sore and the lungs were on fire. They gasped violently, and then sat down.

He didn't care about the blood on the ground and the corpses scattered.

Some people even closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Wu Nian stood up at the right time. He held the hilt of his waist with his left hand, strode on the city wall, and shouted, "Don't sleep, it will freeze to death. Leave a few people to guard the city wall, and most of them go back to the military hall. Drink ginger soup, and then sleep after eating."

"If you have minor injuries, no matter how minor the injury is, you will go down and deal with it first to avoid the injury from getting worse and causing an irreversible situation."

"Let the peasant women come up and carry away the bodies, and the wounded soldiers."

Except for the first wave, Wu Nian stood up to fight, Wu Nian stood still at the rest of the time, his wounds did not collapse and he was not subjected to heavier trauma.

He was strong and although he had shed a lot of blood, he quickly recovered and was full of energy.

Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng, who were vigilant last night, had already come out to help at this time. In the afternoon, they also joined the battle and won some heads.

Now they are in high spirits and lead the militia who watched the night before last night to patrol and guard the mission.

And arrange work in the city.

As Wu Nian's voice sounded, the soldiers who had no strength had no strength forced themselves to open their eyes, supported each other and walked down the city wall, and returned to the military residence.

A large number of peasant women walked up to the city wall, carrying the injured and the bodies with red eyes. A peasant women saw her husband's body and let out a sad cry.

At this time, Wu Nian's heart seemed to be hit hard, and then it started to beat faster. He sighed.

Everyone's heart is full of flesh.

In the past, if one or two soldiers died, he would be sad. What's more, now he's dead in pieces.

But there is nothing to do.

If you don’t send them to the battlefield, who will guard Beishan Fort?

How can we retake Liaodong?

After Wu Nian sighed, he tried not to think about this problem. He handed over everything to Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng, and entered the city gate building with great strides.

"Prepare the food and drinks, and send someone to find Li Yong, Zhang Jin, Tien Niu, and Liu Wu." Wu Nian sat down and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." The slave responded and turned around.

Not long after, Zhang Jin, who was still wearing armor, Tie Niu, and Liu Wu, who had unarmed his armor and changed into a cotton jacket, were in charge of the general's mansion and coordinated the logistics. Li Yong, who was not wearing armor at all, walked in one after another.

"General. Are you looking for us because of the attack of the Mongols?" Zhang Jin's face turned a little white, and his armor was covered with dark red blood and traces left by the arrow hole. As soon as he sat down, he said.

"How is the injury? Have you dealt with it?" Wu Nian asked with concern when he looked at his embarrassed look. Although he was also embarrassed.

"The wound has been treated." Zhang Jin nodded, then raised his head and continued to look at Wu Nian.

The same is true for the others, all looking at Wu Nian.

Although Wu Nian set a deputy general sequence, if he died in battle, Li Yong would take over and Zhang Jin would take over.

But their backbone was Wu Nian.

Say something unlucky.

Wu Nian was the backbone when he was alive. If he was really dead in battle, he would become a spiritual totem, the spiritual totem that supported them to continue fighting.

Not only Zhang Jin realized the problem, but Tieniu, Li Yong, and Liu Wu all realized the problem.

Things are serious, so I have to make plans early.

"General. The casualties of the elite soldiers and militias of all units are very serious. We can't last four days. Should we make plans to break through, or forcefully arm the strong women and fight with the Mongolian Yuan people? You have to make an idea." Li Yong sighed with difficulty, his face turned ashen.

He is responsible for logistics and is clear about the losses of all parties.

With the current strength, it is difficult to defend for four days.

But if a strong woman, the elderly, and the young man are armed, shed the last drop of blood, she still has a chance to survive it.

The losses of the Mongols were also very serious.

Breakthrough means preserving the vitality and taking away strong men, but for women and children, they can only be slaughtered.

How to make a decision is the backbone. Others can’t do it for them.

"I think it's better to arm the old man, the young man, the strong peasant woman. Let me abandon Beishan Fort and the family to break through, it's better to die here with them." Tieniu immediately expressed his opinion, staring at his blood-filled eyes and said in a deep voice.

His son is still very young and cannot go to the battlefield.

My wife is very strong, which is a subsequent sequence of going to the battlefield. So are the two concubines.

If you break through, the old and the weak are consumables. Only the strong can break through.

From a rational point of view, Tieniu knew that breaking through was the best strategy. But from a emotional point of view, he felt that it was better to defend the city with his family.

Besides, it may not be impossible to hold on.

Li Yong also said that the Mongols suffered great losses. It is hard to say how many days it can last for such a high-intensity offensive.

Zhang Jin and Liu Wu don’t care no matter what. They listened to Wu Nian anyway.

"It will be difficult to break through the old and weak. A strong man can escape. But if he has no home, he will fight will be hard to say."

"It is a way to fight to the death. We have the determination to shed the last drop of blood to protect Beishan Fort, and it is possible to protect it."

“But I have a better way.”

"Get all the armor together, whether it is strong or militia, and recruit two hundred suicide squads. We went out of the city together and defeated the Mongols' Thousand-Captain in the north."

“I’m very confident.”
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