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Chapter 435 Legend (3)

Chapter 435 Legend (3)

Author: Uncle Long Legs

Chapter 435 Legend (3)

It took about half an hour to transport a large amount of stones on a cart in the previous time, and then all of them were thrown onto Chubing Mountain, or rolled down to the Cai River.

The sun in the sky is already somewhat westward at this time.

The attackers at the foot of the mountain looked indescribably exhausted.

This kind of exhaustion is more due to mental reasons; now at the foot of the small Chubing Mountain, the Jin soldiers include the Jurchen cavalry who supervise the battle as the main offensive infantry.

There are also some logistics personnel who use trebuchets to transport supplies, totaling more than six to seven thousand people.

A temporary large camp was set up directly three miles down the mountain; with such a large number of troops and equipment, of course there were enough replacement personnel to continuously attack the mountain.

The key problem is that those things on the mountain that are like thunder when thrown from time to time are really scary.

No matter how famous a warrior you are in the camp, how many lives you have under your command, how powerful you are in martial arts that you have practiced for many years, or how sophisticated your armor is.

As long as you encounter that thing a little closer, you will die miserably, there is no second possibility.

This kind of mental pressure of not knowing when they will be filled in and then die makes them feel exhausted even though they have done nothing.

Therefore, a golden soldier at the foot of the mountain was very unwilling to do so at this moment.

However, seeing that the morale and physical strength of the infantrymen under them were extremely low, they could only stop today's attack.

Then, both sides had a tacit understanding not to continue shooting, and started some aftermath work...

"What the hell! These grandsons don't even have a bite to eat. It's been like this for a long time. What use do I need these gold, silver and jewelry?"

After pulling off the corpse of a golden soldier with many arrows stuck in it, all the armor and weapons on the body were removed.

The old man, who was no longer a rookie, was holding a handful that he had just found from this golden soldier. It was currently worth at least hundreds of dollars.

If he brought it to the modern plane, he would have at least fifty or sixty W worth of gold, silver and gems, he said with disgust.

By the way! If you can choose,

He would rather use these gold and silver to exchange for a bowl of noodles, but if that doesn't work, he would rather exchange it for steamed buns, without any hesitation.

What! Is the situation on Chuibian Mountain so bad that there is not even enough food? Unfortunately, this is really the situation.

Or to put it another way, such an attack and defense battle on Chubing Mountain lasted until the evening of the third day.

Except for the sharp arrows shot continuously by the golden soldiers, the stones thrown up by the trebuchets, and the armor and weapons on the corpses of those killed in battle, everything else seemed to be missing.

For example, regarding food, although they still had a lame war horse, it was kept in the back mountain.

But if they can't feed themselves like a wild beast by eating the corpses of the same kind, then facing a situation where they don't know how long they have to hold on, they can only start to control the distribution of limited food.

I can no longer eat and drink as much as I used to.

In addition, the gauze, white medicine and other medicines they carried are basically exhausted even after using them, and their physical strength and endurance are also declining.

As for going to the system mall and exchanging some supplies?

It’s not that Hu Biao has never thought about it. Sun Tzu’s statement about using the system is: Sorry! After the system mall has been upgraded, it can only be used in the system space in the future.

This operation cannot be performed in the mission world or the modern plane.

Of course, the more fatal thing is that many people died in battle every day and died of serious injuries. Now, including those women, there are only more than a hundred people who can move on the top of the mountain.

In short, they need food, medicine, personnel, and many other supplements...

Together with Huang Yizhi, they lifted up a golden soldier that had been pulled into half a naked pig, shook it a few times with "one, two, three~" and then threw it out together.

After throwing it a long way, the body rolled over for some distance, until it rolled to a place almost at the foot of the mountain before stopping.

Some gold soldiers with empty hands at the foot of the mountain used poles and hooks with hooks to hook the corpses and then transported them away in horse-drawn carriages to find places to bury them in the distance.

The above approach does not mean that both sides still insist on letting the Jin soldiers go to their graves.

It's just that Hu Biao and others, as modern people, knew that these corpses must be disposed of in time to avoid the spread of Gram bacteria; as for Jin Bing, he had suffered a big loss outside Haiyang City.

In this way, after hurriedly working and disposing of the corpses on the battlefield, the sky became dark.

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The food in the evening is still cooked horse meat.

In addition, there is a bowl of chowder stewed with either horse bones or fish meat, plus some wild vegetables.

There are fish in the Cai River next to Chubing Mountain, but Hu Biao and the others have no time during the day. At night, some fishermen can squeeze out some rest time and go fishing with earthworms.

Unfortunately, the daily harvest is only enough for them to make some fish soup.

As for eating a lot of fish, solving the food problem, or doing something else, don't even think about it.

Therefore, the amount of food in the evening was quite limited. Hu Biao and other men received preferential treatment, and the portions of horse meat they received were fist-sized.

A group of women only have half the weight.

With Hu Biao's appetite, he would eat up such a small amount of food very quickly, but he didn't seem to be even half full.

Just when he was holding a bare rib, biting it until it was full of tooth marks, hoping to get something out of it to satisfy his hunger.

A large number of netizens gathered around, and it was time for daily summary and communication.

After everyone sat together, Lang Qing was the first to report. Everyone had already counted the remaining number of explosive packs one by one.

He made a suggestion by the way: "Old Hu, there are only four explosive packs left.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, gunpowder was actually used extensively. Wanyan Zongwang and others were not fools. They probably have figured out the reality of our explosive bags by now.

Their increasingly intensive offensive today is probably just to get us to use up the explosive packs as quickly as possible; so the remaining four will probably be used up tomorrow.

How about? I will change the remaining explosive packets tonight to 2.5 kilograms each, and add stones of the same weight.

Although the power is a little smaller, it is still enough."

"Okay, you can get it done later." Hu Biao immediately agreed to a solution.

The problem is that the number of explosive packs has been changed from 4 to 8. Even if the number is doubled, the key problem still cannot be solved. It will only last half a day longer.

After thinking about this, everyone became very distressed.

After a while, Fengche finally asked belatedly: "Lao Hu, are you still singing tonight?"

Hu Biao could tell that the hesitant tone in Fengche's mouth was more likely to come from the fact that they were sticking to Cubing Mountain to stimulate the spirit of the soldiers and civilians in the city and thus cause some changes. Is it reliable?

After all, judging from the situation in the past two days, this does have some effects.

Nowadays, there are countless people who have been keeping an eye on the movements of the Jin soldiers at the foot of the mountain day and night; if there is any feng shui disturbance, they will raise their voices and even bang pots and pans to warn them.

This is also the reason why they didn't need to keep an observation post at all after they hid in the pothole.

As soon as the Jin soldiers attacked, they would know immediately and fill in the defense line in time with the shorter distance of the Jin soldiers; but only such changes and help were still completely insufficient.

"Believe me, it will definitely be useful. Our place is another four-line warehouse, a holy place that awakens the blood of the nation."

After hearing this, Hu Biao thought for a while and then spoke so firmly.

Then, a weak voice sounded: "Old Hu, the matter of Sihang Warehouse is actually quite controversial in the modern dimension. It is said that a large part of it is exaggerated for propaganda purposes.

The real battle was not that brutal at all, as you can tell by counting the gun holes on the walls at the ruins."

"What the hell! It's all in the textbooks, how can this be false?" Hu Biao couldn't help but muttered at such a statement.

Then he gritted his teeth and cursed fiercely:

"I don't care whether it's true or not, but we will definitely do what is said; we will be crucified here and let the young and old men in Kaifeng City inspire the blood in their hearts."

According to Hu Biao's explanation, the singing sounded again on Cubing Mountain in the following time.

Even with a gloomy feeling in his heart, Hu Biao sang the song "Serve the Country with Loyalty" himself.

It was only halfway through the song that all the netizens started singing along. After the song started again, a large number of female voices also joined in.

It gives this song a different meaning.

The lyrics eventually reached the ears of tens of thousands of people inside and outside the city.

But what people don't know after hearing the song is that the country in the song is definitely not the Song Dynasty of the old Zhao family and those princes, but the country of all the people of this great nation.

Hu Biao and the others also had no idea how big a stir the lyrics like "Grow flowers in the hall and let everyone come from all over the world come to congratulate" hit the ears of some people.

Everything that followed was so unexpected to him...

(End of chapter)


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