Chapter 751

Blood splashed everywhere. A golden soldier was pierced by a long gun in the neck. He gave a howl and reached out to grasp the long gun, but the next moment he was kicked down the wall by the returning Zhou soldier. But before the Zhou soldier could be happy, a sickle cut and hooked his neck, pulled and pulled, and Zhou Bing poured blood and screamed and fell down.

There was a fight on the city wall and under the city wall, and there were hand to hand and bloody battles everywhere.

I don't know how long it took, the golden soldiers with more than half of the dead and wounded finally stopped the impact, and the survivors dragged the dead and wounded golden soldiers back with the bugle.

The afterglow of the sunset shines on the majestic city. The city is no longer up and down. Before, there are countless blood marks, corpses and stumps, long ladders to the city scattered on the ground, knife and gun arrow marks on the wall bricks, and fireworks.

The sound of fighting receded, and moans, cries and wails were everywhere.

The living are weeping, the slightly injured are groaning, and the seriously injured are howling.

The sound of armor sword collision is mixed with it. This is the soldiers cleaning up the city wall for re deployment to meet the enemy's attack again.

Qinghebo was covered with blood. He didn't know where to throw his helmet. His gray hair almost turned snow-white and fluttered disorderly in the wind.

He stood on the wall and looked at the devastation.

"How many casualties this time?" He asked.

"It hasn't been checked yet." A general bowed his head and said, "it is roughly estimated that more than 1000 people died in the war."

For an offensive and defensive war, the number of casualties is also normal.

However, I don't know the number of deaths and injuries. The number is amazing.

On the other hand, the reason why the number of deaths and injuries is normal is that after the deaths and injuries, there are soldiers and horses to supplement, but now they have no soldiers and horses to supplement.

One dead, one less, one injured, one wasted.

Qinghebo turned back and looked left and right.

The original military array has shrunk back to defense. Although the camp flag is still there, qinghebo knows that the army has been crippled.

On the Jinren side, qinghebo looked ahead. Compared with the previously unseen camp, it was densely visible at this time.

In this war, we don't want to win for a long time. Defeat and death are doomed. It depends on the time.

"Uncle." Suddenly, a general came forward and whispered, "the last general has observed that the golden man in the west is weak. It's better for me to protect uncle to break through."

As soon as he said this, the other generals looked slightly.

"Yes, uncle, you can keep the green mountains without worrying about firewood."

"Uncle, the last general is willing to stay and resist the enemy. Please kill uncle out of the siege and avenge the last general in the future."

One after another, generals stood up and said.

"Ridiculous!" Qinghe Bo Shen interrupted them, "I Zou Jiang never escaped in front of the golden man."

The generals looked complicated.

"Uncle, I don't mean uncle is afraid to fight and run away." A general said earnestly, "it's just that it's not worth dying like this..."

Qinghebo interrupted him again.

"You're wrong. It's worth dying like this." He said in a deep tone, "the key to this battle is one breath. If we break through, this breath will be relieved, and our army will break up immediately and everyone will flee."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the front.

"Can't you imagine what will happen under the eyes of tens of thousands of gold thieves?"

The generals looked ahead, pale, and seemed to see the scene of everyone running for their lives and being hanged by the iron cavalry of the Golden Army.

"We can't break through in that scene." Qinghebo said quietly, "what's more, our internal forces will collapse first, and the reinforcements outside will be tired."

Reinforcements

Thinking about reinforcements.

Several generals have a bitter look. They haven't seen any reinforcements for so many days. I don't know whether they all fled timidly or were beaten and maimed by the golden man.

No news came in, and the Jin people did not retreat in disorder.

They were thrown into the ocean like a lone boat.

Uncle is still waiting for reinforcements. I lied to myself. I'm so strong.

"The gold thief is powerful, but as long as we stick to the camp, we have more hope of survival than running in the wilderness." Qinghe bossurong said, "at that time, the troops waiting for help will arrive. If they attack inside and outside, they will be able to find a way to survive."

He spoke in a raised voice.

"Since the day we became soldiers, we have sacrificed our lives for our country and need to kill the enemy bravely. If anyone dares to speak out and retreat from fear."

He said, waving the long knife in his hand, and the helmet of a golden man who fell to the ground was cut open by a knife.

"Local justice."

All the generals knelt down in awe and said in unison.

"Come and cook here." Qinghebo said, looking to the rear, "there is not enough food and grass, so we can use it as appropriate."

All the generals and officers should be in unison again, get up and take orders and go away.

Qinghebo stood alone and looked back.

Reinforcements

This northern land is no longer his world, and he is filled with indignation.

Night seems to be the horn of truce in many places,

Looking at the golden soldiers retreating like the tide in front of a small hill, one pushed away the fallen dead soldiers and climbed over a messy battlefield into a gully.

The ravine was full of soldiers, all scarred and frightened.

"Lord Qi, Jin Bing has retired." The man said in a hoarse voice, "let's take advantage of the night and go back."

Among the soldiers, a general with a wounded shoulder looked over.

"Can't return." He said, "uncle is still waiting for reinforcements."

"My Lord." The visitor's voice was hoarse and crying. "The golden people have been besieged for so many days and so many times. I'm afraid uncle is gone."

He looked at the people around him again.

"There are only such people left. Even if we break through, what can we do?"

How can we break through the encirclement? If we can break through the encirclement, they would have gone in long ago. Where can we use it until now.

The general looked sad and angry.

"But we can't return it."

"My Lord." Everyone was about to cry, "you have been very brave. You have lived up to the imperial court and uncle. With so many reinforcements, others have retreated, and only you have not."

The general stood up and smashed his knife to the ground.

"It's not that we don't return, but that we can't return now." He shouted hoarsely, pointing behind him, "Do you think the golden man didn't surround us? Did they really forget? It's just a cat playing with mice. They wait for us to retreat. Once we retreat, they will force us into the Jiangshui river. It's cold and freezing. We don't have many troops and horses. How can we retreat? How can we run? We'll freeze to death, starve to death and die of fatigue, and the golden soldier just needs to look at us in the back, Don't shoot an arrow. "

The people present were as pale as death.

It turned out that they had already been ambushed.

Thought it was to help others attack the golden man, but it turned out that the golden man had already opened his pocket and invited them in.

"Since Jin Ren let uncle ye be ambushed, why not prepare in advance to deal with the subsequent reinforcements." The general sat down again and said dejectedly, "no wonder those guys refused to come after hearing the help and ran away with people and horses. Indeed, they are worthy of being old generals in the north and are familiar with the Jin people."

The people around thought of the army horses that had run away before leaving. It could not be said whether they were angry or envious.

"Why didn't they tell us." Someone whispered.

"Tell us, shall we listen?" Someone whispered.

The words plunged the surrounding into silence.

"Well, it's no use saying this now. You can't retreat now. Then you have to continue to attack and defend." The general took another deep breath, raised his head, and looked decidedly, "wait for uncle to break out of the siege, or there may be reinforcements."

The former sentence made people breathe, and the latter one was discouraged.

"Uncle Ye must still be alive. Jin people are still mobilizing troops to attack." The general said, "we still have hope."

What else?

Retreat is also death, and advance is also death. Then, wait for death.

There was a stillness in the gully, and suddenly the ground shook and whirled, even the sound of horse hooves, howling and the light of torches.

"The golden man is coming again!"

Cried the man in the gully, his face pale.

I didn't even give them breathing time this time. It seems that I don't have the patience to tease them.

The general raised the knife.

"Form an array and fight." He said in a hoarse voice.

What array can these disabled soldiers with long guns have to fight against the cavalry of the golden man? It can't take three shocks.

The soldiers clenched their long guns and jumped out of the gully. At the moment of facing death, they suddenly became numb.

Before the cavalry approached, the buzzing sound of breaking the air sounded, and the soldiers who were about to end the battle had to jump back into the gully in disorder.

The arrow fell to the ground, and it was a rocket. It was a piece of instantaneous gas. It shone brightly and clearly around the gully, and the soldiers in the gully were like lambs to be slaughtered.

The approaching golden soldiers laughed wildly.

A soldier suddenly grabbed the crossbow and shot at the golden soldier with the last arrow.

The soldier's archery was excellent and flew to the gold soldier headed by him.

With a clang, the golden soldier raised his hand and raised the rattan armor to block the arrow. Laughing, he lifted his hand and pulled the bow to release the arrow.

In the light of the fire, the soldiers groaned and fell back after being shot through by the arrow.

Crazy laughter is bigger.

There is not only dying despair, but also humiliation.

The general jumped out of the gully and said nothing. Holding a knife, he rushed like someone.

He wants to think of his flesh against the cavalry.

It's also dead. If you rush close, you may be able to cut off a golden soldier on your back. All the soldiers jump out, whether they can run or not, whether they are full or disabled, hold the weapon, bite their lips tightly and rush forward silently.

The buzzing sound tore through the night sky.

The general stared round and waited for the moment when the arrow cluster came, but the next moment he saw the golden soldiers holding bows and crossbows howling and dismounting.

What's going on?

The general was stunned, and another buzzing sound sounded. The general subconsciously looked up and saw countless sharp arrows flying overhead by the light of the fire behind him.

Come from behind and go to the golden soldier.

Behind you!

The general turned back in disbelief, because the fire blocked his sight. He couldn't see anything, but he could hear it.

Hearing the cry of the Golden Army, I heard the scream of the Golden Army running down at night.

Reinforcements!

Reinforcements!

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