There was sun at noon, and the people came out of the tent to bask in the sun to keep warm.
I glanced over and saw no light in the eyes of the people.
Many people lie on the ground and see Zhao Chen walking past him, they don’t even have the idea of ​​raising their eyelids.
It seems that the ones lying all over the floor were all corpses, or just walking corpses.
"This place is half a month away from Shu, so it is impossible to get it. If there is no rescue and Songzhou City cannot be brought back, they may have starved to death."
"Niu Shuai is afraid that the Tubo spies who are mixed with the people will take the opportunity to make trouble, but he doesn't know what to do. Brother Zhao, you are from Chang'an, no better than us countrymen, what good way can you do?" Wang Ziwei continued to explain, but looked at Zhao Chen with some expectations.
Although Wang Xiaowei was not sure about Zhao Chen’s true identity, it was natural that the people who could always follow Niu Jinda came to Chang'an.
And every time Zhao Chen chats with Niu Jinda, Niu Jinda can always make Niu Jinda laugh.
These things are seen by them.
Zhao Chen happened to come over. If this problem can be solved, wouldn’t it be perfect?
"Sir, it's time to have dinner," said a Tang soldier behind him.
Two soldiers followed behind him, and the soldiers were pushing a cart with several sacks on it.
The sack is bulging, and it should be filled with about a hundred kilograms of rice.
There are about 5,000 people in front of me, about a hundred kilograms of rice, and even the soup has to be drunk.
"Go." Captain Wang nodded.
"This is also impossible. The soldiers are fighting on the front line and they can't go to the battlefield hungry."
"If I had known that Songzhou City would be destroyed, I would have brought more food." Wang Xiaowei sighed.
Only when I heard that there was food, did the people lying on the ground move slightly.
Some people stood up, picked up firewood from the ground, and put it under a big pot.
Looking at the boiling water in the pot, a hint of rosy appeared on his pale face.
An elderly man was holding a broken bowl, trembling and fell head-on to the ground.
The other people next to him just glanced at him and looked away coldly.
No one cares about the life and death of the fallen old man.
Or, they can't even control their own life and death, so how can they not care about others?
Zhao Chen turned his head and refused to look at the old man lying on the ground.
When I was used to living in Chang'an City, I always felt that even when I came to this Tang Dynasty, my life was also very enjoyable.
But self-righteous people will always be slapped by reality.
"Brother Zhao, you probably haven't won the championship yet, right?" Captain Wang looked at Zhao Chen and smiled.
Zhao Chen nodded, but looked at the people squatting on the ground again.
"No wonder, when you see such a thing a few more times, you will be indifferent."
"I haven't had lunch, so I'll take you to have something to eat." Captain Wang patted Zhao Chen on the shoulder.
Zhao Chen shook his head, he was in no mood to have a meal.
"Person Wang, I have a way here to help you catch those Tubo spies..." Zhao Chen and Person Wang were intimately ignorant.
...
War is never merciful.
Blood and shouts intertwined outside Songzhou City.
Whether it is the Tang soldiers siege the city or the Tubo soldiers guarding the city, life and death are often only in a short moment.
Thousands of pounds of huge rocks shot, dense arrows like rain, rolling stones rolling down from the head of Songzhou City, marbles...
In each breath, there were large numbers of soldiers on both sides lying on their respective positions.
The rumbling drums covered the soldiers' howls.
Every step forward, soldiers of the Tang Dynasty fell head-on.
I was lucky and could climb the ladder. I was not lucky and was killed by the arrow shot from the Songzhou City Tower as soon as I lifted my foot.
Outside Songzhou City, a catapult shot a huge rock, and the crossbowman fired thousands of arrows at the same time.
Under the rain of arrows and the huge rocks, countless Tubo soldiers separated their flesh and blood, and their bodies and heads were different.
Niu Jinda is right, life in war is like a joke.
Zhao Chen came from the camp behind and looked a little dirty.
Niu Jinda just glanced at him and his eyes fell back to the battlefield ahead.
The ladder has been delivered to the opposite city tower.
The soldiers climbed up the ladder like a desperate situation, and the Tang archers and crossbowmen slightly far away protected them with bows and arrows.
The Tubo soldiers were also red in their eyes at this moment, and their hook, sickle, spear and spear pushed the ladder away from the city wall.
The stone in his hand desperately smashed the Tang soldiers below.
Even simply pour the burnt hot oil down from the city wall.
Zhao Chen rode on the foal and watched the hot oil steaming at the low temperature pour onto the lower choir.
Thrilling screams were heard, and the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty smashed down like falling stones.
White smoke curling...
Zhao Chen has never experienced such a scene.
The cruelty of the war made his face pale, and the sound of drums was as if they were hitting his heart.
Zhao Chen did not vomit, and what he was most worried about at this moment was Cheng Chumo.
Cheng Chumo is an infantry captain.
Zhao Chen didn’t know if he had gone to the first siege!
If he really went, could he come back safely in such a fierce battle?
If he didn't go, according to today's situation, the city would definitely not be able to be captured.
What after that?
Can Cheng Chumo escape this disaster?
Zhao Chen was a little hesitant.
Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu treat him nothing, even their fathers, Cheng Yaojin and Qin Qiong, also regarded themselves as their nephews.
If something happened to them here, how can they go back and tell them?
"Boy, do you still think that life is important at this moment?" Niu Jinda suddenly turned around and said to Zhao Chen.
But on his face, Zhao Chen could not see any emotional changes.
It seemed like the Tang soldiers who had just fallen on the charge road had nothing to do with him.
Indifferent, calm, or used to it!
"Important." Zhao Chen nodded.
"Oh? I thought you would change after experiencing such a battle." Niu Jinda seemed quite surprised.
"Everyone is not raised by their father's biological parents, it is very important for everyone." Zhao Chen's eyes fell on the Tang soldiers who were fearless and still charged forward.
"Um!" Niu Jinda responded, nodded, shook his head again, and finally sighed, saying, "Let's stop here today."
In a blink of an eye, he returned to his previous indifference, waved to the captain beside him, and shouted: "Get off!"
"Dangdangdang--"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Chen heard the sound of gold from two other battlefields from afar.
I think Hou Junji, Liu Lan and the others also understand that this kind of siege in the city has no practical significance except for the simple sacrifice.
This is why we choose to retreat in time.
To be continued...