Chapter 4? The Nineteenth Day of Defending the City (2)
Zhang Xiaowu picked up an unknown waist knife from the ground. There were several bayonet points on the blade and it looked like it was about to break. But apart from this broken knife, there were really no other weapons around. He quickly protected Shao Zifu and saw him again. A flying arrow shot directly at the corps commander. Just like the previous feeling, the flying arrow seemed to be getting slower and slower. Zhang Xiaowu quickly swung the flying arrow away with a knife.
"bite--"
Shao Zifu was taken aback and almost died, but when he saw Zhang Xiaowu, his feet were weak and he was sitting on the ground. He hurriedly shouted: "Xiao Wu, are you okay? Have you been hit by an arrow?"
This time Zhang Xiaowu really felt as if his strength had been drained away in an instant, but he quickly recovered and jumped up and said: "Kill the enemy! The man is not dead yet!" As he spoke, he picked up a sandbag and smashed it. After falling down, he knocked down a ladder of Yuezhi people to the ground, and the Yuezhi people lay on top of other people's corpses and howled in pain.
Zhang Xiaowu was completely unaware of anything else. The hormones rapidly secreted by his adrenal glands made his whole body extremely excited, and he even felt his blood boiling. The Yuezhi people were howling under the city, and he opened his eyes wide and roared at them: "Kill! Kill! Kill!" In an instant, the surrounding Han troops were so powerful that the Yuezhi people were so frightened that they even turned around and fled.
"Arch formation comes forward again!" Commander Ding Yi noticed the enemy's movement and immediately shouted in command.
Several tired soldiers took the opportunity to retreat and rest, leaving space for the archers to shoot arrows. Shao Zifu took Zhang Xiaowu two steps back and sat on the ground. Zhang Xiaowu found that his whole body was in pain as if he was falling apart. Li Xiang hurriedly stepped forward and handed over a bag of water. , smiled flatteringly, but didn't know what to say. Zhang Xiaowu wiped his mouth, nodded with Li Xiang as a response, pulled out the stopper of the water bag and drank it all in one gulp, then he breathed a long sigh of relief and regained strength all over his body.
"Do you often kill people?"
"I'm not from Changsha."
"I understand, you don't kill people often."
Zhang Xiaowu suddenly said: "I can only say that I am Han Chinese."
"Uh... Me too." Li Xiang scratched his head and said.
The two exchanged words inexplicably, and then both looked for shields to put on their heads to avoid the enemy's bows and arrows.
"Scatter!" Commander Ding Yi stood at the Drum Tower and shouted upon seeing this. Rows of archers rushed up again and shot at the Yuezhi people below the city again.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
The archers of the Han army fired very fast. They held a handful of arrows in their mouths and hardly aimed at the enemies below the city. In almost a breath, hundreds of Yuezhi soldiers fell to the ground.
The Yueshi people had no morale at all. The comrades around them were suddenly shot by arrows and fell to the ground. Suddenly they were shot by Han army archers. All of a sudden, their morale was gone. General Yueshi looked around and saw that in Tucheng Thousands of corpses were scattered below, almost all of them Yuezhi people. They were so frightened that they turned around and fled back to the camp. Seeing the general fleeing, other Yuezhi soldiers also turned around and ran away. In an instant, the morale of the Yuezhi people was completely gone.
"Uuuuuu——"
At this time, the enemy camp suddenly sounded the horn of retreat. The Yuezhi people fled even faster, and each of them wished they had seven or eight legs. The Han army archers were even more happy and aimed at their backs. , shot all his arrows, then got up and went back.
When the military commander Ding Yi saw this, he cursed: "You bastards of the bow formation! Don't you know that arrows are precious? Ye Bushou risked his life to retrieve the arrows for you, and you are just wasting them like this? You bastards!"
The captain of the archery formation also repeatedly stopped the waste, and led the archery sergeants to start collecting arrows shot by the enemy into the city, and the infantry also helped collect them.
The enemy withdrew, and the soldiers once again guarded the Tucheng, one of the only three cities in the Great Saibei Wasteland outside Lianglang Pass of the Shenghan Empire, and protected the people in the city.
"The captains and captains of each formation immediately counted the casualties! The sergeants rest where they are!" Ding Yi shouted at the top of his voice. After receiving the order, the soldiers suddenly became weak, as if their strength had been drained, and they all sat down leaning on each other.
On the ground, regardless of the coldness on the ground, it seems that it doesn't matter whether it is cold or not on the ground. The important thing is that everyone survived today. By this time in the battle of Tucheng, everyone was exhausted, and the enemy was like a tide.
The killings came in waves, and they could only desperately resist, hoping that reinforcements would arrive soon.
"When will the reinforcements arrive at Tucheng?"
More than one person asked each other more than once, but no one could give an answer. But the news of reinforcements was also the only belief in survival for more than 10,000 people in the 27th Regiment of the Qinglong Legion of the Holy Han Forbidden Army and 20,000 people in Tucheng.
.They firmly believe that the prince will not give up Tucheng, and they believe that the Han army will not give up rescuing his comrades in Paoze. They have persisted for nineteen days. Even though the city lacks weapons and food, they are still persisting.
The soldiers sat on the ground tiredly, drinking cold water and enjoying a moment of tranquility. However, they were soon annoyed by the wounded Yuezhi soldiers who were groaning and shouting under the city. Some people returned to the battlements and picked up sandbags to throw at them.
The wounded Yuezhi soldiers further away were climbers trying to return to the military camp. Some of them bled to death halfway up the climb. Some Yuezhi people rushed up on horses to rescue the wounded soldiers. On the city wall
The Han army archers shot at the horses. The horses were frightened and ran away, causing the Han army in the city to laugh. However, the archers regretted that they had not shot more horses.
"Is that okay? There will be horsemeat in the night when I shoot." Zhang Xiaowu complained beside an archer.
"You can do it?"
"Give me, look at mine."
Zhang Xiaowu took the bow and stretched it to nock an arrow. He heard a snap sound and the bow was broken by him. Zhang Xiaowu opened his mouth wide and handed the broken bow to him. The archer couldn't laugh or cry. He picked up a long bow on the ground and said: "
With your strength, this bow is not suitable for you. You are the first person I have seen who broke the bow in all my years in the army."
Zhang Xiaowu scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. The archer waved his hand and said, "It's okay. This bow is not mine. It belongs to someone else, a dead man."
Shao Zifu shouted in the distance: "Everyone, rest, rest, save some energy. I'm not saying you are too hasty, too hasty!"
Zhang Xiaowu came back, and Li Xiang was confused, so he walked over and asked, "Xiao Wu, why didn't the general give the order to shoot the wounded soldiers in the city?"
Shao Zifu heard this and turned sideways and said: "That's a lot of nonsense, be careful with your life!"
Li Xiang smiled broadly, lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
Zhang Xiaowu thought for a while and explained: "Shooting the wounded soldiers solved their own trouble. If the wounded soldiers were released, they would have to receive medical treatment, which would have wasted food, grass and medicine, and also damaged the morale of the Inuyi people. Furthermore, it seems that
As our tribe continues to die tragically and get injured, the Wuhuan people are standing still. Who knows if they will fight among themselves? I'm afraid that the Quanyi tribes have been quarreling in private for a long time, and they all realize that the Wuhuan people are using their swords to kill people, and using our hands to kill people.
Kill other tribes."
Shao Zifu nodded in deep agreement. He looked outside the city, took a long breath, and then said, "They won't come to kill you today. Don't worry, everyone."
"Here!" Zhang Xiaowu, Li Xiang and other four soldiers responded and sat down on the ground again. Zhang Xiaowu and Li Xiang were back to back. Li Xiang whispered: "Thank you, Xiao Wu."
"Call me brother."
"You are still two years younger than me."
"My military service is longer than yours." Zhang Xiaowu said proudly, "Do you know how to respect your seniors?"
Li Xiang was helpless: "Here, Brother Zhang."
"Brother is just brother, no matter how small he is, he is called eldest brother."
"Brother Zhang." Being bullied by the veterans, Li Xiang had no choice but to compromise.
Zhang Xiaowu laughed, turned around and put his arm around Li Xiang's shoulders and said, "That's right. Brother Zhang, I will protect you from now on."
Li Xiangqi asked: "What is - covering?"
"Protect, protect!" Zhang Xiaowu accidentally revealed his mantra from another world and hurriedly changed his words.
Li Xiang yelled: "Who wants you to protect me!" Seeing Zhang Xiaowu glaring at him threateningly, he did not dare to speak, and quickly polished his sword with a whetstone.
Shao Zifu suffered some minor injuries this time, and the wound on his head also cracked, and the blood that flowed out condensed on his ears. Zhang Xiaowu bandaged him and asked him if he was okay. Shao Zifu smiled bitterly and said that his arm had been injured by the Yueshi people.
The weapon was smashed, and although there was no bleeding yet, it started to hurt, so he went to see a military doctor.
The military doctor said that there was no serious problem in the bones and that the flesh was probably injured, so he gave him a piece of ointment and asked him to apply it for a few days. Shao Zifu said, "I don't know how many days I can live. I'm afraid the wound will be gone if there is no good person." The military doctor said:
After being injured twice in three days and unable to die, Shao Zifu still wanted something, but the military doctor scolded him away.
