The two armies started a bloody battle up and down the city. In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed. The moon was already above the sky. Although Murong Ping's troops still firmly occupied the city, there were only a hundred soldiers left under his command.
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I don’t know since when, the noise of fighting has ceased in Yiyang City. The atmosphere on both sides has been much suppressed. Only at the moment of the fight will hysterical roars break out!
Both sides are gritting their teeth and persisting until the other side is completely defeated!
Under the city head, countless corpses of bandits were piled up. In just these two hours, more than a thousand Black Mountain bandits died at the hands of Murong Ping! But even so, the Black Mountain bandits still attacked with all their might.
Everyone's eyes seemed to be burning with the flame of hope. As the number of officers and soldiers on the city became smaller and smaller, this flame of hope became more and more intense.
Murong Ping looked anxiously outside the city from time to time, asking for reinforcements! Have the reinforcements not arrived yet?
Mr. Wu was originally an auxiliary soldier in Quyang, with mediocre physical fitness. He only knew a few words and was usually eloquent. This was not a big skill in the army. If it weren't for Guo Jing, if he hadn't
The lord set up the position of Xuanfu Assistant in the army. Perhaps he was still working as an unknown auxiliary soldier in Xiaquyang at this time, instead of being treated as a soldier and commander like now and becoming a Xuanfu in Murong Ping's tribe.
Assistant.
After becoming a Xuanfu assistant who specializes in the ideological work of soldiers, Wu and his wife's military life has completely changed. They also follow the soldiers for drills on weekdays. In their free time, they chat with the soldiers in the same camp to relieve the pressure of the soldiers.
, to understand their mental state.
To be honest, Mr. and Mrs. Wu are very satisfied with their current life. The fifty acres allocated to the family should have been harvested almost. The old father of the family asked someone to send a message saying that this year's business is good. With fifty acres of land, it can be said that at least four crops can be harvested.
One hundred shi of grain, excluding the five dou of land rent paid per acre. When I rush home for this trip, I have to build a granary quickly. There is no place to store the remaining grain.
The daughter-in-law also came with a message, saying that she had received a few bolts of silk that she had received as a reward a few days ago, and the whole family had made new clothes. In addition, she had food in hand, so she was not worried. The father-in-law and mother-in-law had just added a girl to the family.
He has been nagging in his ears that he must spend time with his wife when he is on vacation, so that his old Wu family can flourish.
And I can get this wonderful life that only appeared in dreams before, all because of the lord! It is the lord who allows us poor people to live a good life. It is the lord who makes his family of five no longer have to worry about having a bite to eat.
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"Brothers, follow our lord well! Your good days will come soon!"
Mr. and Mrs. Wu can’t remember how many times he said this to the soldiers around him, both to others and to himself. Mr. and Mrs. Wu will recite this sentence silently in his heart every day. Work hard for a good life in the future! Mr. and Mrs. Wu!
"Grandma's Black Mountain bandits! Let the young ones come up and fight! If you send some old and weak women and children forward, what kind of heroes are you?"
Mr. Wu was breathing heavily! He was covered in blood, with countless wounds up and down. The tip of the gun was slowly pulled out from the abdomen of an old man who was at least over fifty years old, and bright red blood splashed to the ground!
In the past, every time he went into battle, Xuan Fu's subordinates would stand in the military formation and loudly encourage morale. However, this time, more than half of the troops had fallen in front of him, and Mr. Wu had no choice but to go into battle with his gun drawn.
He had already killed eleven people. Perhaps before today, he himself would not have believed that he could kill eleven Black Mountain bandits. But when he actually accomplished this, he did not feel so happy. Instead, he felt a surge of joy in his heart.
Infinite sadness!
Just because seven of the eleven people are old and weak who were kidnapped by the Black Mountain bandits!
Wu and his wife were originally hot-blooded men from Hebei Province, so it would have been fine if they fought openly and openly, but most of the Black Mountain bandits who came forward were refugees who had not been trained at all, and later on, they even sent old and weak men to fight against the enemy!
They are all poor people. A year ago, I was just like them, but now...
Every time an old and weak person was killed, Mr. and Mrs. Wu lost a little bit of the fighting spirit in his chest. He raised his butcher knife towards the common people, but he really couldn't cut them down!
But at this moment, the old man who had just been stabbed in the lower abdomen was not dead. Murong Ping was distracted and stabbed a spear into the gap in the armor!
In a rage, Mr. Wu kicked the old man off the city wall, broke the wooden spear shaft into two pieces, staggered back and pulled out the spear tip, and blood immediately spattered! Fortunately, the old man was seriously injured and exhausted, so he could only enter
There are only two inches of flesh, but there is no fatal danger.
At this time, several old and weak men in ragged clothes and black scarves staggered up the city wall.
Mr. Wu was shaking with excitement. He didn't care about his own life or death, but looking at these wrinkled and hungry people, he couldn't move the spear in his hand no matter what.
The pain from Mr. Wu's wound had numbed him, but his heart felt as if it had been torn apart. He choked with sobs and said, "Don't come here... You are all miserable people. Why? Why do you want to come here to die?"
There was no sound on the battlefield. Mr. Wu's words clearly reached the ears of the old and weak people on the opposite side. The old and weak thieves looked at me and I looked at you. One of them finally said timidly: "Head!"
…The leader said, kill all of you, and he will make sure we have enough to eat…”
"Just to... eat enough?" Mr. Wu repeated in disbelief, feeling a sense of sadness in his chest.
A few old and weak thieves couldn't help but nodded. Who would want to die? The nightmare-like army in front of them killed nearly two thousand of their comrades in less than two hours. Maybe as long as they step forward again
In the next step, he will follow the people who died in the previous battle to the underworld to report.
Mr. Wu didn't know where he got the strength from. He tried hard to stand up and walked to the center of the two formations regardless of the support from the robe beside him. The wounds all over his body quickly devoured his limited energy. He took a deep breath before he became weak.
road:
"You can't win. My General Zhang will arrive soon with a large number of reinforcements. If you are willing to surrender, my lord will not let you go out to fight at such an old age, but he will not let you go out to fight at such an old age... You...
…Do you believe it?”
A few old and weak thieves look at me, and I look at you. There is disbelief in their eyes, but also some desire...
"Wu Tou! Come back! Come back quickly! What are you doing?" The robes admired this kind-hearted Xuanfu official who always cracked jokes to entertain everyone. When they saw him walking alone to the center of the two formations, they were all stunned for a moment.
Only then did he wake up and say.
Mr. Wu turned his head and was about to say something to the soldiers when a spear pierced his lower abdomen!