Chapter 371: 200 Wolf Blue Moon Tickets with Blood Debts
Chapter 371 Lang Qing, who has accumulated blood debts (200 monthly tickets plus more updates)
Time: August 5, the fourth year of Xuanhe.
It's more than half an hour before dawn at five o'clock in the morning, which means that there are only 19 hours left before the second stage needs to be held on.
But at this point in time, not to mention Hu Biao and other netizens, they knew in their hearts that they might not survive today.
Even the soldiers and civilians in the city also knew that Haiyang City might be destroyed today.
The reason is very simple. The number of people left in the city who can afford to carry weapons and go to the city is already very limited; adding them all up, that is more than 600 people.
Among them, there are more than 200 soldiers from Xuan Ge Camp.
The remaining more than 400 people were all mobilized civilian husbands, and even dozens of healthy women had to be counted to reach such a number.
Even among the more than 600 people mentioned above, more than 80% of them were injured to some extent.
Hu Xuanzan and his Xuan Ge battalion, these key combat capabilities, have suffered injuries to everyone. If they really fight, 70% of their original combat capabilities will be lost.
In addition, thanks to the effective actions of the stretcher team led by Ali, and their excellent performance in battlefield first aid.
There are still more than 700 injured people in the city, and about 500 of them can fully recover as long as they take a good rest.
By then, as long as these personnel who have seen blood are re-recruited into the Xuange Camp, we can really expect to see great combat effectiveness.
It's a pity that they also have to have a chance to recover.
It should be noted that although throughout the whole day and night yesterday, the exhausted Jurchen army did not launch the slightest attack.
Even the elusive hidden arrows outside the city completely stopped last night.
But they knew that they should not expect such a good thing today, as they were afraid that when dawn began, the Jurchen army would continue to attack.
Therefore, there was no need for Hu Biao and others to greet him. At such a time before dawn, all the soldiers and civilians in the city were awake.
Affen and his people prepared a breakfast as much as possible. The other people who could move did not need to strengthen the city defenses that had been completed yesterday.
But everyone is instinctively polishing their already sharp weapons, preparing for the final battle.
During such a process, everyone was unusually silent.
No one suggested, or even thought about, opening the city gates and surrendering to the Jurchens.
Mainly, even the most ignorant and death-fearing women in the city knew that in the previous fierce battles, they had formed a deadly feud with the Jurchens, which was irresolvable.
Once the city is broken, the Jurchens will definitely leave no one behind, given their temperament.
It is this kind of understanding that makes everyone ready to fight to the death; even after the city is broken, they will still choose to fight in the streets.
In short, even if they die, they must take a Jurchen with them before they die.
As for the reinforcements from Pingzhou City, they no longer have the slightest hope now, knowing that there is absolutely no way to wait for them...
In this way, the group of people finished their breakfast in silence. Even if they didn't have the slightest appetite, they forcefully stuffed it into their mouths to fill their stomachs so as not to starve to death.
Then in the slightly bright sky, everyone who could move climbed up the city wall.
Sure enough, when a golden sunrise slowly rose in the sky, the Jurchen army outside the city began to move, and the movement was quite loud.
Now there are only 1,2300 surrendered Liao soldiers left. Amidst the shouts and curses of the Jurchens, with bleak and tragic morale, they began to assemble at the starting position behind the mound.
In the camp behind, there are now only a few thousand Jurchens left, and they are also preparing for battle.
Compared with 7 days ago, there is no doubt that the overall strength of the Jurchens has also dropped significantly.
But just the more than a thousand Jurchens who are almost always recharging their strength are a terrifying force for Haiyang City today.
In this way, Hu Biao and the others watched silently as the Jurchen army continued to gather and prepare to attack the city.
It was not until the surrendered Liao soldiers, driven by the Jurchens, who were divided into three directions, east, west and south, rushed out from the passage between the mounds in a chaotic formation.
Lang Qing's roar with a broken sound sounded on the top of the city, breaking the peace on the city wall:
"Trebuchet, release~"
Amidst such a roar, a man with a broken leg used to pull down a pole, causing a 30-pound stone to fly out and accurately hit the crowd of attackers.
After knocking over several people in the crowd, the blood-stained stone finally stopped.
In this way, the bloody battle on the last day kicked off...
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With a scream of "Ah~", a civilian husband picked up a blood-stained stone from the ground and threw the stone in his hand at the Liao soldiers in front of him without waiting.
A sharp arrow flew from the mound and hit him deeply in the cheek, causing him to let out a shrill scream. At the same time, he was unable to deal with the opponent in front of him.
Taking advantage of such an opportunity, a bearded Liao general jumped into the city wall.
With a swing of a thick-backed sword in his hand, in just two or three moves, he killed a soldier next to him whose left eye was wrapped with a strip of cloth.
In this little time, two more Liao soldiers successfully climbed onto the city wall from the gap behind him.
After the three of them formed a small battle formation, they did not stick to the spot.
Because they saw on the left, only five or six steps away, behind a trebuchet where Lang Qing was, they immediately rushed over with great jealousy.
The Liao soldiers who climbed over the wall later did not need to greet them at all, and they just followed them this way.
It seems understandable for them to act like this.
Among the Jurchen army, if they talk about the person they hate the most, it is definitely not Hu Biao, the so-called Song Dynasty Xuanzan, but the relevant personnel of the trebuchet operating team such as Lang Qing.
The main reason is that in the previous battle, the number of Liao soldiers and Jurchens killed and injured in their hands was too many.
Every time the trebuchet fires, whether it throws a whole stone or a pile of fist-sized stones, it will always knock down several of them.
Therefore, from the perspective of the Jurchen army, Lang Qing and others really have the smell of heavy blood debt.
Seeing this, Lang Qing didn't take it seriously at all.
Damn it! This is not the first time he has encountered this kind of thing. The people who climbed into the city before almost always did this kind of operation as long as they were nearby.
The more times he did it, the more he became accustomed to not worrying about debts and not biting lice.
What are you afraid of? It's just a fight.
Immediately, after picking up a long gun on hand, he shouted: "Ma Nan, Zhao Tong and I come forward to kill the enemy. The others continue to fire and kill these bastards~"
One minute later, Ma Nan and Zhao Tong were already dead.
Lang Qing decisively let go of a Liao soldier who was shot in the lower abdomen, and clenched the spear tightly with both hands.
When he pulled out a spare Tang Hengdao from his waist with his right hand, he didn't forget to raise his left hand and wiped the blood that covered his eyes.
That was the impact caused by the tip of a knife slashing his forehead, leaving a wound so deep that the bone could be seen.
Of course, the Liao general who caused such a wound has now been stabbed to the ground by him and cannot die anymore.
After slashing with the knife and cutting off a spear that had stabbed his left thigh, Lang Qing, who already had the consciousness of fighting to the death, once again faced an opponent with a distorted face, like a wild beast.
From behind him, there was another 'dong~' sound.
That meant that the trebuchet team under his command had sent out another pile of stones. With people everywhere under the city, there was no need to worry about missing the target. Presumably, another bunch of Liao soldiers were knocked down.
Thinking of this, a bright smile appeared on the corner of Lang Qing's mouth...
