In the last afterglow of a sunset, when a long horn of "dirty~" sounded.
In the first second, they still risked everything, like wild animals rushing towards the city, and surrendered to the Jurchens' Liao soldiers.
The next second later, he turned around quickly and began to retreat frantically towards the starting position behind the mound.
Even those Liao soldiers who had just climbed up the city wall without hesitation immediately turned around without hesitation; in their eagerness, they didn't even have time to leave the ladder, so they jumped directly from the city wall.
Go down.
Even now under the city wall, there are already a lot of corpses piled high.
This allowed these people to have an excellent cushion after landing, so that they would not fall to death on the spot, but they would still sprain their ankles unfortunately.
However, these guys were still limping, one foot deep and one foot shallow, running towards the starting position behind the mound.
During such a process, their faces were still filled with a huge sense of relief.
Even during this process, he was shot to death by a sharp arrow from behind, but there was still a relaxed smile on his face that looked like relief.
In fact, to be precise, at this moment, I moved a lot of people, not just the attackers.
If they really continue to pile up like this, I'm afraid it won't take long for the Jurchens to attack without even setting up a ladder. They can rush up by stepping on the slope where the corpses are piled up.
Although in theory they had just rested for a while, it only lasted for half an hour at most; so everyone's face showed a strong look of tiredness.
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By the way! Since yesterday morning, the Jurchens have driven the people to fill in the moat.
Maybe eleven times, or twelve times?
But forget it, as long as Haiyang City is still in their hands; more importantly, in the next ten hours or so, they can finally relax for a while.
In other words, there are still 53 hours left before the end of the mission required in this stage.
The reason why Hu Biao suddenly made such a proposal.
All the reasons why the above enemies and ourselves behaved like this are because the time at this moment was already around 7 o'clock in the evening on August 3rd, the fourth year of Xuanhe.
But Hu Biao, who had been standing on the city wall and participated in almost every battle, could no longer remember how many times he had led the Liao soldiers to attack the city.
For example, the piles of corpses under the city wall are now almost one meter high.
One of them, counting them all, breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of their hearts.
As long as your people don't carry weapons, we promise not to fire arrows; otherwise, so many people will die and cause an epidemic, which will cause trouble to everyone, right?"
Unfortunately, Hu Biao's beautiful plan did not come true.
Some combatants led by Lao Hei and Lang Qing would occasionally call out a few sharp arrows or a shot of broken stones to suppress the Jurchen archers on the opposite pile of dirt to prevent them from making a sneak attack at this time.
Regardless of the blood stains on it, he put it directly to his mouth and immediately issued a series of commands:
Only Hu Biao, as if he had no bones in his body, collapsed on the ground.
He also supported the wall with weak hands and cursed weakly in a voice that only he could hear:
"Oh my god, I finally made it through another day~"
Because after waiting for a long time, a loud voice sounded from somewhere outside the city, which was already completely dark:
"Then Hu Yitong from the Song Dynasty, listen, our Marshal Wanyan Loushi said, you don't need to pretend to be kind.
Even if these people are carried back, the Jurchens' poor medical capabilities cannot save them. On the contrary, their screams and miserable looks before death will have a huge impact on the overall morale of the Jurchen army.
After looking down and looking around, I picked up an iron trumpet next to the corpse of a farmer.
After a day of fierce fighting, the surrendered Liao soldiers under the Jurchens were also exhausted.
He put the trumpet to his mouth and shouted loudly:
"Wanyan Loushi, please listen. I am Hu Biao and Hu Yitong, the commander of the Xuange Battalion of the Song Dynasty. I give you two hours to bring back the corpses and wounded people below the city.
They also started to rush up the city wall and started working among the corpses on the ground.
Ah Fen, Ah Fen, are you ready for today's dinner? Please hurry up and bring it to me, I didn't even have time to eat lunch."
The surviving members of Group B and A who had just fought, supported each other, and walked down the city wall where they had just fought bloody battle for ten minutes.
Even Hu Biao, a desperate commander who had participated in many fierce battles, picked up a one-handed ax at his feet with his toes, and threw it hard at the back of a man who was frantically running for his life.
With this thought in mind, Hu Biao worked up his last bit of energy.
The civilian team came up quickly to clean the battlefield, and Ali's stretcher team came up quickly.
Then, starting from about two o'clock in the afternoon, after launching a battle against Haiyang City, the waves of attacks came one after another.
"The members of Group A retreated, and the members of Group B quickly came up to take over the defense. They took the time to rest and reorganize the defenses.
After seeing the ax spinning and flying out, killing the target.
Only halfway through smoking, this guy got up again after thinking of something.
"What the hell! Wanyan Lou's grandson style is not good enough."
In addition, among the many corpses under the city, there were actually many wounded Liao soldiers waiting to die.
He took out the last half of the bag of tobacco and started to roll a trumpet for himself. He was now relying on this thing to keep himself from falling asleep when he was tired and sleepy.
Tomorrow our army will show its might and we will definitely be able to break through your little Haiyang City. After killing you all, we will naturally have plenty of time to clean up slowly."
The members of Group B, who had probably demolished some houses in the city before obtaining the wood and rolling stones, rushed up the city wall at a trot.
So much so that now, even others can take a slight turn.
The stretcher team led by Minfu and Ali just moved a little slower.
Suddenly, amidst a series of shouts from Hu Biao, almost everyone took action.
The fear that the corpses, which have now rotted under the high temperature and emitted a foul odor, will cause a plague is indeed one of the reasons; but in my heart, there are still some other concerns.
To be more precise, at the moment when the bull horn sound representing retreat rang in the ears, both the soldiers and civilians on the city wall and under the city wall in Haiyang City.
Various tools and materials began to be used to strengthen the city wall.
Lao Hei, Lang Qing, you two should keep an eye on me. If the grandsons of the Jurchens dare to come forward and make a sneak attack, I will kill them immediately.
If it can be cleared away, Haiyang City's defense will be virtually improved.
Therefore, today's battle should be completely over. Only early tomorrow morning will the Jurchens attack again. They can finally have a good rest.
Just when it was getting dark, the Jurchens blew the retreat horn, which represented that if we look at the past situation.
Hu Biao, who had failed to achieve his wish, said with regret to AT and Yang Dongli who had just appeared in front of him.
And these two veterans of the team came over to discuss the specific battle situation after leading their men to guard the east and west walls for a day.
On the faces of both of them, there was also a look of deep tiredness; you must know that the Jurchens relied on their strong military strength to launch an offensive in both directions, which was also quite fierce.
Even now, they are both physically and mentally exhausted...
