Chapter 170: That year I had nineteen, determined to serve the country
In Hezhou City, Zhao Qingyun stood on the top of the city, frowning and looking at the Beidi army below.
It's already the third day.
The Beidi army seemed to have made up its mind and reluctantly broke out of camp and marched north.
Clenching his fists, Zhao Qingyun was very angry. He should have been the first to expel the barbarians, but now, it seems that he is getting further and further away.
Click.
In front of Zhao Qingyun, there was a man hanging in mid-air, who was repairing the wall in a hurry. He suddenly cut off a piece of hemp rope, leaving only the last one. The force was uneven and it seemed to be broken.
"General, general, save me."
Zhao Qingyun turned around and left without saying a word with a cold face.
After taking a few steps, the civilian man hanging in the air screamed and fell into the abyss.
Under the city wall.
Countless civilians, even after the rain stopped, were still shivering, huddled tightly in groups of threes and twos, and looked longingly at the officers and soldiers passing by.
I just hope that on this day, I can get some bad food as soon as possible.
The dead people were carried onto the carriage. Most of them died with their eyes open, with deep-set eyes on their sallow faces, facing the sky.
Xi Niang stood in front of the wooden shed and sent away the corpse of the fifth acquaintance. She wanted to cry loudly, but before her tears could come up, they were pinched away by the cool breeze.
In the wooden shed not far away, Lian Yong stood up and took a sip of the hot soup handed to him by his personal guard, which made him blush a little.
"General, Zhao Qingyun asked you to discuss something. I have been waiting for many days, but he ignored me. Now it's better. Knowing that hundreds of thousands of people are blocked, he thinks that I will have to sacrifice my life."
Lian Yong did not answer, but moved forward with the old knife in his arms. Every time he took a few steps, his old body would pause and spit out two more filthy old breaths.
The Chinese military tent was not far away. In order to meet the enemy, Zhao Qingyun moved the Chinese military tent to a place not far from the city gate early.
Opening the curtain, Lian Yong took off his helmet, revealing a head full of gray silver hair, and then silently found Zhang Maza and sat down.
"Old General, take a sip of hot tea."
Lian Yong took it calmly and put it aside.
"The old general also knows." Zhao Qingyun sat on the main seat and spoke calmly.
"There are hundreds of thousands of Digou who are blocked between the two cities. I dare to ask what the old general has to say."
"Go out of the city and kill the enemy." Lian Yong thought for a while and replied.
"What kind of enemy can we kill! The Beidi army outside still has hundreds of thousands of troops! Besides, the Di people are good at riding. I can't wait for 80,000 people. If I go out of the city and fight with the Di people, I will die!"
Not far away, Liu Zhu laughed coldly.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The Di people did not attack Hezhou because the grain roads were blocked and there was a shortage of food and grass supplies. I have also gone to the top of the city to observe in the past few days. The tips of the forage collected by the Di people are getting less and less every day.
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"Do you think the Di people are so hungry that they eat grass? The old general is probably old and has a stroke."
Zhao Qingyun, who was in charge, coughed twice. Unlike Liu Zhu, he actually understood what Lian Yong meant. Of course, he understood, but he didn't mean to support it.
"Since the collection of horse supplies is small, it can only be said that there are fewer and fewer horses in the Beidi Camp. But there has been no fighting in the past few days. There is only one reason."
"The Di people are killing horses to use as food for the army."
Liu Zhu's face turned slightly red and he snorted in a dull tone.
"Old General, how about this? This time about going out of the city to defeat the enemy, I, Zhao Qingyun, will appoint you as the Charge General. You can lead your troops and go out of the city to defeat Beidi."
After hearing this, Lian Yong burst out laughing, with tears in his eyes.
Why didn't he understand what Zhao Qingyun meant? He was afraid of losing the war, so he chose a scapegoat first. Of course, if there was a big victory, he would take away all the military glory.
"I heard that... General Zhao was also a hero who was hanging eggs in Tongziying at the top of Wangzhou City. Tongziying, Tongziying, more than a hundred miles outside Wangzhou City, the people remembered his tragic sacrifice for the country, and they still
There are many inscriptions on Tongziying who died for the country, erected in various countryside."
"General Zhao, if you don't want to go, then I will go."
Lian Yong stood up, his silver hair fluttering in the breeze.
Zhao Qingyun was extremely displeased and did not bother to reply. He waved his hand and asked Lian Yong to withdraw from the military tent by himself.
Lian Yong seemed to be smiling but not smiling. When he walked out, he put on his horn helmet in an upright manner.
"I was nineteen that year, determined to serve the country! I spent all my despicable wealth to build a ring sword, and defeated the enemy with my head! After forty-seven years of wind and rain——"
"The sword is old, but the man is not old."
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In the sky above Wangzhou City, even if the rain stopped, there was still a dark haze that would not go away. Standing in the open space under the city wall, Xu Mu stared intently at the two catapults in front of him.
Catapults in ancient times used the principle of leverage to throw stone projectiles. As Xu Mu, who almost became the representative of the physics class, this was not too difficult.
The only thing that needs to be improved is the throw distance.
That carriage of broken firestones was already impatient.
"Si Hu, give it a try."
After listening to Xu Mu's words, Si Hu looked ecstatic. He ran to the catapult in a few steps and grabbed more than ten ropes.
"Feng Qiu, put the boulder up."
"And Mr. Chen... please stay away."
Chen Jiaqiao, who was standing at the top of the city, turned around and saw Si Hu's posture, and was so surprised that he flew away using Qinggong.
Feng Qiu led three or four people and carefully put the collected boulders into a bullet bag sewn from cowhide.
"Brother Mu, I let go!" Si Hu's face turned red.
"loose!"
As Si Hu stumbled and let go, the huge boulder was thrown out of Wangzhou City with a roar as the lever was thrown.
In a wild forest five hundred steps outside the city, several old trees suddenly fell over in panic, sending up a cloud of dust and smoke.
When the people present saw this, they couldn't help shouting.
"Boss, you are really amazing! You can even make such things!"
"My boss, this is a powerful weapon to defeat the enemy!"
Listen, Xu Mu is not too happy.
Si Hu can hit five hundred steps away, which is probably the limit of his strength. If it were anyone else, even a team of four or five people, they might not be able to hit this distance.
In other words, when the Beidi army approaches the city, the power it can exert will be greatly reduced due to the distance problem.
It would be nice to have a larger drum spring.
"My boss, the trenches have been dug twice! A trap has been set!" Zhou Zun stood at the foot of the city and spoke in a solemn voice.
"Enter the city first."
Xu Mu raised his head and looked into the distance. In the blink of an eye, another dusk fell.
Behind him were only the last two thousand people.
If Zhao Qingyun doesn't rush for reinforcements, even if he fights to the death, he will hardly be able to hold on, it just depends on the length of time.
In Wangzhou City, there are not only all kinds of baggage and supplies stored by the Beidi people, but also almost countless treasures collected.
In other words, no matter what the Beidi people decide, they will never give up Wangzhou.
This is a dead end.
But it is a dead end that you have to enter. If you want your old friends in a foreign land to be safe and happy, then in the end, you have to bear the burden and move forward.