After nightfall, the former military commander Jin Zheng was sitting in the newly captured camp. After hearing the screams and groans of the wounded soldiers, he became upset and scolded: "It's just a minor injury, why are you howling?"
The wounded soldiers lowered their voices unconsciously.
First of all, Jin Zheng was a high official and they were not someone they could afford to offend.
Secondly, during the daytime charge, Jin Governor's body was wounded five times, and he was able to kill the enemy soldiers without turning their heels. Such fierce generals are certainly qualified to speak out against others.
After Jin Zheng finished scolding people, he felt something was wrong, so he shouted: "Don't hide the injured and dead horses captured today, stew them all and replenish them for the injured men."
Jin Zheng was the former military commander. He gave the order and the cooks did their best, so everyone was happy.
Jin Zhengze climbed to the high platform and listened to the roar that almost pierced the sky in the night.
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
Countless soldiers roared like surging waves and rushed towards a camp in the south.
After an offensive was repulsed, they would come back with another wave. They would persevere and attack fiercely. This was definitely their consistent style.
Of course, this style of fighting also had a side effect, which was that there were too many casualties, but Jin Zheng didn't care at all. As he watched, his hands subconsciously grasped the railings of the high platform.
Under the bright moonlight, two recruits from the right battalion of the Silver Spear Army clumsily attacked the camp wall. However, because the front and rear were not well connected, reinforcements did not catch up in time, and the first wave of people who climbed first were killed on the spot.
"My maid!" Jin Zheng was so angry that he punched the railing.
They were all his people, but they ended up being beaten like a bird, not only killing and injuring many people, but also wasting an opportunity.
While angry, a new wave of offensive gradually took shape.
The one who came up this time was Ding Zhuang from Chenjun. There were a thousand people, and they were as powerful as a rainbow.
While charging, he shouted "kill them" and quickly reached the wall.
The long ladder was burning with raging fire, even igniting the clothes of the soldiers who rushed up. But on the battlefield of fierce fighting, almost no one paid attention to this. Everyone risked their lives and fought for their lives.
Not everyone is brave, but when you are on the battlefield and surrounded by red-cheeked soldiers shouting for war, you will also be infected and become brave unconsciously. Don't turn your heels - it doesn't matter if you are not brave.
The 13th and 14th buildings of the Silver Spear Army follow closely behind you. They are both backup and supervisory teams. They will teach you how to be brave.
"Kill them!" Zhang Heipi quickly climbed onto the wall and swung his axe, mowing down two or three people.
In the night sky, an arrow was shot from nowhere and hit the black leather shoulder. He screamed and fell under the wall.
There were layers of corpses under him, so he was cushioned. The wall of the village wasn't too high, so he didn't fall to death.
He struggled twice, but was so painful that he was sweating profusely and could not get up.
"Kill them!" roars echoed from the wall.
Zhang Heipi looked up and saw dark figures falling like raindrops.
A corpse fell on him, causing him to curse in pain. Halfway through, he stopped.
He recognized this man, Ma Jiu from the Seventh Battalion of Chen County. He and he were both from Hebei and had known each other before.
Half of Ma Jiu's head was smashed, and there was still deep unwillingness in his eyes.
Zhang Heipi sighed, raised a hand, gently touched Ma Jiu's eyes, and sighed: "Brother Ma Jiu, this is the way the world is. Mr. Chen gave us land, so he has to work hard. You still have two
Children, they will grow up without any illness or disaster, so go with peace of mind."
Above the wall, the competition is particularly fierce.
The enemy seems to have a general coming.
When he climbed up the wall earlier, Zhang Heipi took a look from a distance. Under the firelight, a large flag stood in the camp. He didn't recognize the first few characters, but at the end was the character "王". It should be someone named Wang.
General.
Some well-armored Huns soldiers even appeared on the top of the wall. After a fierce fight, they pushed Chen Jun Ding Zhuang down one by one.
In mid-air, corpses fell like rain.
On the ground, blood flowed like a river.
Zhang Heipi closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see such a cruel battle.
In April, they were still sitting together, debating whether it would be better to plant turnips to raise livestock after the autumn harvest in August, or to plant winter wheat directly.
Before setting off in May, they gathered together again. Everyone's face turned pale, but they all held on, deliberately showing indifference, chatting and laughing, feeling that they would not be able to fight on the battlefield.
Before crossing the river in August, a reward was given by the superiors. Everyone took the linen cloth and gestured up and down, saying what kind of clothes they should make when they go back. It would be best if they would not be easily worn out when doing farm work.
In today's battle, I don't know how many of the villagers who went out together to fight are still left.
Thinking of this, Zhang Heipi burst into tears. A man in his thirties cried like a child.
It’s hard to repay Mr. Chen’s kindness.
He just hoped that he would just work hard in this life, and that he would not have to fight again when his children and grandchildren were born.
He inherited the land from his family, farmed it with peace of mind, and then married his neighbor's daughter.
The two families are close together, so they can take care of each other and have a few more children to expand the branches of the old Zhang family.
Whether he lives or not, it really doesn't matter.
Having already died once, he just wants to finish as many battles as possible before dying in battle.
"Kill them!" Hundreds of silver spear troops rushed forward with a thousand Xiangcheng men.
Zhang Heipi was like a bystander, looking at these people who risked their lives to kill with pity.
Wave after wave, never giving the enemy a chance to breathe.
Use a high-intensity flesh and blood mill to dry out the enemy's flesh and blood, and also grind away your own life.
The battle became more intense.
Corpses kept falling, and one of them even pressed down on the arrow shaft on Zhang Heipi's shoulder, causing his vision to go dark in pain and he fainted.
I don’t know how long it took before Zhang Heipi woke up leisurely.
"Black Skin is still alive!"
"The black skin has a great life, even this one is not dead!"
"Quick, carry it away quickly."
A familiar voice sounded in his ears. Zhang Heipi managed to open his eyes and found that they were basically neighbors of the First Battalion of Chen County.
When you are away from home, everything is fake. Only your relatives and villagers are the most reliable. At critical moments, they will always be the ones who save you.
"Let's lie down in this car for a while. It's a little smelly, so bear with it." Several people picked Zhang Heipi out of the pile of corpses and then carried him to a carriage.
The carriage was full of corpses that had been lying there for a long time, including both friend and foe, with different expressions on their faces.
"Have the village been captured?" Zhang Heipi asked weakly.
"We captured it," the young man pulling the cart replied, "In the middle of the night, Governor Jin received the order and led his men to charge from the north. He rushed in and captured a Hun general."
"They do know how to take advantage." Zhang Heipi said with a wry smile.
He knew that there were two camps in the west of the bandit camp, the north and the south. Yesterday, the north camp was breached during the day, and the south camp was breached at night. Without attacking this camp, there would always be threats on the flanks, making it impossible to successfully attack the bandit camp.
Suddenly, Zhang Heipi seemed to have thought of something and asked: "Heidou, you are only fourteen years old, right? Why are you going into battle?"
"I am the only male left in the family, and I don't know who reported my name." Heidou touched his head and smiled sheepishly.
Seeing the shy smile on the young man's face, Zhang Heipi suddenly became angry.
Damn it!
During their escape, Heidou's parents were not willing to hand him over to exchange their children for food. They would rather starve to death than keep him.
Which evildoer reported his name? He only got a thousand dings, and he got the damn one.
"We attacked the stronghold last night?" Zhang Heipi asked again.
"Attacked." When talking about this, Heidou was still a little scared: "I was so scared that my legs were a little weak, and I couldn't walk when I rushed. I was stepped on several times. An officer of the Silver Spear Army was about to be killed.
Me, when he saw how small I was, he kicked me in the back."
"Alas." Zhang Heipi sighed.
If you are unlucky, Heidou was slaughtered by the Supervisory Team last night.
He thought again of Ma Jiu, who had half his head smashed off, and unspeakable emotions rolled through his heart.
He missed home, his wife and children.
He wanted to sit under the sunset and look at the golden wheat fields.
The children took the cakes and played while eating.
His wife told him with excitement that the ewe at home had given birth again.
He hoped that his mother-in-law, who died on the way to escape, could come back to life and eat the fruits picked from the tree with a smile.
"Bang!" He raised his good right hand and punched the wall of the carriage hard.
This world was originally good, but who caused trouble?
Kill them!
Just like he did last night when he roared towards the enemy camp and killed them!
Heidou heard the noise and turned around to look at him. When he saw Zhang Heipi's red eyes, he was frightened and ran away.
The two stopped talking.
After the carriage turned a corner, it came to a pit.
Two more men from Chenjun came over. They first moved Zhang Heipi to the grass, then took out the corpses from the carriage one by one and threw them into the pit.
Not far away, there was the sound of passionate drums and the roar of the soldiers before the fight.
Several people kept moving and numbly throwing the bodies into the pit without even looking over there.
Not long after, there was the sound of horse hooves nearby.
A cavalry army retreated from the front line. Almost everyone was covered in blood and wounded, and some even had several arrows stuck in their bodies.
Zhang Heipi used to think that they were very heroic, but now he was thinking about which unlucky people who attacked the stronghold were rushed by the Huns cavalry?
That side—should be where the Huns’ central army camp is located, right?
It’s really non-stop!
In one day and one night, the Xiongnu were defeated in two strongholds. They were killed, wounded, and captured. There were probably no less than ten thousand people who escaped.
They should be at the last moment.
End it as soon as possible so that no more people die. Too many people have died in this war.
Chapter completed!