A few hours later, the sun, which had not been seen for many days, finally broke through the clouds and shone on the city wall. It slowly moved forward and illuminated the city with waves of water.
Groups of people fell outside the city, and new soldiers came up in turn, still fighting.
Lin Yao sat on the horse with a gloomy expression.
He ordered Chenshi to attack the city, but now it seems that he may not be able to capture it.
"General," Liu Yida came up immediately and said in a tired voice, "the enemy's situation is not right. Their mood seems to be getting higher and higher. If our side cannot attack, the soldiers will not be able to hold on."
Lin Yaoru Ruo didn't hear it and didn't react at all.
Liu Yi looked worried and said: "General, the best hours of attacking the city have passed. We have not been able to capture it in one fell swoop. If we continue to fight, we will only be delayed!"
"Capture it for me," Lin Yao said coldly, "I must chop off Zhao's head."
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Xia Zhaoyi got up very late. When she opened the door and came out, the sun was setting in front of her, making her squint her eyes slightly.
The weather was very sunny, with a clear blue sky and scattered pure white cotton clouds floating in the air.
Xia Zhaoyi walked down the dirt steps slowly, her cloth shoes still feeling cold in the muddy water.
People in the big house were busy building boats, and there were many clanking sounds.
In the hut where rice and water were cooked, the aroma of food wafted out. The girl happened to walk out of it carrying a pot of hot water. She looked up and saw Xia Zhaoyi standing there, curling her lips and smiling: "Ali, you're awake."
Xia Zhaoyi nodded, watched her approach, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Where." The girl smiled.
"You get busy first." Xia Zhaoyi said, "I'll go see the wounded."
"Yeah! Okay!"
Xia Zhaoyi turned around and left.
We first went to see Pang Yi's condition, because his injury was much more serious. When we went in, we found that he had a high fever, but Lao Tong used some folk remedies and was cooling down.
The inflammation of the wound on her lower abdomen was not serious, which made Xia Zhaoyi feel a little relieved. After making a few ointments, she asked Lao Tong to continue wiping him, and then she went over there to visit another injured person.
Afterwards, she went out to fetch Qingyun, told a middle-aged man passing by that she would be back in the afternoon, and then rode out.
The water was still very deep on the road. I ran all the way towards Peifeng. While I saw the city from a distance, I also picked up the sounds on the horizon.
Xia Zhaoyi reined in his horse, thought for a moment, took out a handkerchief from his arms, rolled some herbs in it, wrapped it under his nose, then turned around and ran to the southwest.
The water flowed from high to low, and she rode on Qingyun for more than half an hour. She wanted to find a high place to see the situation in Xicheng, but she didn't want to see dozens of corpses lying messy on the open plains to the south.
All the corpses were left with only their underwear, or even bare shirts. From the uniform pants and shoes, it could be seen that these were soldiers. Their cloth armor had been taken away, and their weapons had also been taken away.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at the direction they fell and raised his eyes to the south.
From this angle, there was only one boundless road to the horizon, but in the middle of this road, Xia Zhaoyi knew there was something blocking it.
She subconsciously tightened the small roll of cloth wrapped under her nose, took a deep look at the corpses, reined in her horse and ran forward.
The commotion in front was getting louder and louder, and the manic roars of the men were overwhelming.
Heavy weapons were brought in and wreaked havoc among the crowd, causing screams wherever they passed.
Soldiers in close combat are even more crazy. They will either kill the other party or be killed themselves. There is no way out.
They stepped on the corpses of their companions and each other. Some of the bodies that were trampled on the ground could not even distinguish their facial features, and their flesh and blood were blurred.
Xia Zhaoyi climbed up a hill that was not very high and looked into the distance. In her eyes, the crowd was as small as gravel.
The siege machines that move among them are like machines that are cold and devouring life.
Xia Zhaoyi frowned slightly, sat down cross-legged, put his palms lightly on his ankles, and looked over there for a long time.
Her thin back was slightly arched, and she was lonely and isolated in the gentle breeze.
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Jiang Pingsheng could hardly stand on his feet. He stumbled down the city wall and was held tightly by the servants next to him.
Zhao was exhausted and had already retreated. Now he was leaning on the ground in the corner, nibbling on a sesame cake. Looking at Jiang Pingsheng's earth-colored face, Zhao laughed, took a sip of water and said, "Should you be curious?"
Yes? Are you scared?"
Jiang Pingsheng came over, raised his hands and saluted, and said: "General Zhao."
"Isn't it scary?" Zhao Ming asked again.
Jiang Pingsheng turned pale and nodded.
The earth is like a sea, the hell on earth is like a furnace, fresh life disappears in an instant, how can it not be scary?
"If you guys come a little slower, I'll have to do it too, that's it." Zhao Ming said as he broke the sesame seed cake in his hand into two pieces.
"You're so polite," Zhao Zuo smiled again, waving his hands and said, "It's just a false gift, and you're sorry for the sin. We still have to thank you, but," Zhao Zuo gently turned his finger and pointed to the outside of the city wall.
"Those are not things you should see. You really shouldn't go up there."
Jiang Pingsheng nodded: "Yes."
I have long heard that Zhao Miao has a rough temperament, is not easy to get along with, and hates civil servants. Now it seems that the rumors are true.
Zhao Zuo said nothing. He raised his hand and took another bite of sesame seed cake. He looked towards the city wall, his eyes seemed to be able to see through it and see the fierce war outside.
Shen Lie was in another place, helping to bandage the wounds of the wounded, and happened to overhear their conversation.
He did not look back and concentrated on treating the wounded man's wounds.
On the other hand, Du Xuan couldn't help but turned around and glanced at Zhao Ming, feeling that this general's temper was really weird.
At this time, there was yelling and cursing from behind, and it was still a very clear and sweet girl's voice.
Many people turned around to see a girl in palace clothes standing upright and angrily scolding a soldier.
The soldier was scolded so badly that his head drooped, but he still stubbornly stretched out his hand to block their way.
"You are brave!" The girl's voice was sonorous and powerful, "Wherever the princess is going, you can't stop her!"
The soldier said nothing, his face turned a little pale, and his hands were still stretched out.
"If you don't get out of the way, don't blame us for being rude!" the girl said angrily again.
Jiang Pingsheng saw this and hurriedly walked over: "Princess!"
Behind the girl was a group of men and horses, and the one riding on the horse in the middle was a bright girl, dressed in military uniform, with a bright complexion, standing straight on the horse, radiant, heroic and capable.
Seeing Jiang Pingsheng, she showed some impatience on her face: "I just want to see what fighting is like. Why are you stopping me? I won't leave the city."
