The remaining enemies around Li Xin were killed and eliminated by the Jinyiwei who was caught up.

Li Xin said weakly: "Mr. Mao, I will not fall unless I die.

However, I have something to entrust to you. If I unfortunately sacrifice my life for my country and you have the chance to survive, I must tell Count Yonghe that I died in battle, and all my soldiers were fighting to fight to the enemy.

They deserve pensions, we are not rebels, we are not deserters…”

When he talked about this, Li Xin's consciousness was already a little blurred. Although the wound was in his neck and did not hurt the major artery, he also lost too much blood.

Mao Xiang felt that his years of military service had never made him excited today.

Perhaps it is because he has stayed away from the battlefield in recent years. Since he became Lao Zhu's personal guard, he has never had the chance to go to the battlefield again.

Later, I participated in the Jinyiwei, and there was no chance to participate in the front-line battle.

Although the concealment and cruelty of intelligence work are also bloody, it is far less bloody and cruel.

This is a direct face to face and fight to the death.

It shocked him so much, as if he had returned to the moment when he was young when he followed Lao Zhu to fight.

This kind of fighting for life for life diluted the haze in his heart. After so many years of life, he had accumulated too many dark things in his heart.

But at this moment, he completely forgot about intrigue and conspiracy.

What filled his heart was the friendship between comrades who lived and died together, and everything else was left behind.

This feeling has really been a long time since it made him rekindle his fighting spirit, as if he had returned to his passionate era.

Especially what Li Xin said to him just now, he was so moved that he felt confused.

"General Li Xin, hold on, our reinforcements are coming soon. We must hold on. You can't die. So many brothers are waiting for you to command the battle."

Li Xin grabbed Mao Xiang's hand: "Please give me everything!"

After saying that, his eyes closed and he fell into Mao Xiang's arms.

Mao Xiang called his left and right: "Get the first aid kit quickly!"

Fucked, he actually forgot about the first aid kit at the critical moment. Fortunately, he remembered it at the last moment.

A Jinyiwei behind him quickly took out his first aid kit and handed it over.

Mao Xiang glared at him: "You can start treatment, what if I'm still waiting for me to do it myself?"

He almost yelled.

The Jinyiwei hurriedly said, "Yes, sir."

He said, opening the first aid kit, taking out strong alcohol to clean, suture, bandage, and injecting penicillin.

This series of movements is very skillful.

After everything was bandaged, Mao Xiang waved his hand: "Carry General Li Xin down and take good care of him."

A team of Goryeo soldiers carried Li Xin off the top of the city using a stretcher.

At this moment, all the rebels attacking the city were wiped out.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They all collapsed on the top of the city, gasping for breath.

Their fighting will was completely aroused at this moment, especially when they saw their boss Li Xin lying in a pool of blood.

At that time, they almost all tried their best to gather around Li Xin.

The rebels who attacked the city were quickly eliminated.

Fortunately, Lord Mao from the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty arrived in time to save their boss.

They would not mention their gratitude to Mao Xiang, the Ming Dynasty, and the Jinyiwei in their hearts.

Now that Li Xin has fallen, Mao Xiang has completely taken over the overall command.

Everyone is willing to obey his orders.

This made Mao Xiang excited.

It seemed like he was back when he was fighting, leading a group of brothers to charge into battle.

Thinking of the old brothers back then, there are not many left now, I feel very moved.

Mao Xiang withdrew his mind, held the sword in his hand and stood in front of the Goryeo soldiers.

The soldiers who collapsed to the ground wanted to get up and salute him.

As a result, he stopped him: "Brothers, don't have to get up, lie down and rest for a while. Just lie down and listen to me.

I was entrusted by General Li Xin to take over the command.

I will deploy the battle below in a unified manner.

If we believe that the enemy will be defeated so quickly, we will definitely be dissatisfied.

They will definitely make a comeback.

I remember that our Count Yonghe of the Ming Dynasty once said: The brave will win when we meet on a narrow road.

We cannot retreat, and we have nowhere to retreat.

Behind us is the plain land of Goryeo. If we lose Baishi City, the rebels will have to march straight into the hinterland and there will be no danger to defend.

Even if we die, we must defend Baishi City. Even if we hold on to the last person, we must wait for the arrival of reinforcements.

You should think about it. Behind you are our relatives, our parents, and our brothers and sisters.

Just imagine, if these vicious rebels conquered Baishi City and entered the heartland.

So do they have a good life?

Therefore, if we guard Baishi City, we protect the safety of our relatives and protect the safety of our relatives. Even if we die, we have to die.”

It has to be said that this guy has been good at practicing in his recent years in the training of his hygiene career.

After his deception and incitement, the Goryeo guards on the city were all excited and screamed in unison: "The brave ones who meet on a narrow road win."

Mao Xiang was very satisfied with this scene.

Looking at these Goryeo soldiers who were "resurrected with blood", he nodded: "Okay, brothers. My Ming Dynasty Embroidered Uniform Guard Mao Xiang is here, and he swears in front of all the brothers.

Even if I fight to the end, even if I am the only one left, I will stick to it.

White Rock City is our last destination.”

This fire came at the right time, and his words incited the Goryeo soldiers to be excited.

"Mr. Mao, we would rather die than retreat, and we must destroy the enemy in Baishi City. Even if we die, we must bring a cushion.

Damn, killing one is enough to earn one, killing two is enough to earn one, and I have killed five, so it is enough to earn one. Anyone who kills again is able to earn it.”

The crowd was excited, and this was exactly the effect Mao Xiang wanted.

At this time, he deeply realized the importance of ideological and political work that Zheng Changsheng mentioned.

No wonder Mr. Zheng wanted to strengthen his ideological guidance for soldiers. The soaring combat effectiveness is connected with the soldiers' ideological history, which is not false at all.

Only when the soldiers are fearless and fearless can they win the battle.

If the soldiers are afraid of death, ideological and political work is the first to be affected.

It seems that this suggestion will be added to the next secret message to the emperor.

We cannot just implement ideological and political work in the Jinyiwei army, but we must strengthen the construction of ideological and political work in the army of the Ming Dynasty nationwide.
Chapter completed!