Blood was everywhere as far as the eye could see. There was blood everywhere on the sides, bow, and planks of the ship, even accompanied by some splashing white brains.
The above is the most intuitive impression in Hu Biao's mind at this moment.
By the way! When Hu Biao and the others stood on the top of the mountain, they finished singing an adapted version of "The Internationale" at the top of their lungs.
Finally, I saw that among the eleven or twelve small boats this time, there were five lucky ones inside, and they finally escaped the dense rain of arrows from the golden soldiers and the repeated bombings from the trebuchets.
With a little more time, we can rest on the shore of Chubing Mountain.
Not daring to delay, he hurriedly ran from the top of the mountain to the shore. In the process, Hu Biao almost tripped over something and fell into a dog's excrement.
After they arrived at the shore, they looked at the boats that were already nearby.
Immediately, I felt extremely worried in my heart.
What the heck! In each ship, which contained at most seventeen or eighteen people, and at least ten people, half of the people inside were already lying dead in it.
Most of them fell down after being hit by arrows, and a few fell down after being hit in the head and other parts.
Among them, those members who were hit by stones and fell down looked particularly miserable.
The main reason was that about a minute or two ago, the golden soldiers on the shore saw that the boulder thrown was not very accurate.
So he changed his approach and started firing a bunch of fist-sized rocks.
These fist-sized stones were not powerful enough to smash the boats on which the reinforcements were riding. This is also the biggest reason why five boats have survived.
But this kind of parabola-like small stone attack has disastrous consequences for those on board who don't even have a piece of armor.
As long as the body is hit, no matter which part it is, there will definitely be no good results.
Especially if someone is hit in the head, it is basically difficult to survive.
In the end, Hu Biao was the first to react. After taking a deep breath, he shouted: "Don't be in a daze, get ready to save people~"
After shouting this sentence, Hu Biao jumped into the water first.
As the river flowed, he rushed to the front boat, pulled the bow of the boat, and pulled the boat to the shore.
Then he picked up a man with blood on his head and a slightly heaving chest on his back, and ran towards the potholes on the reverse slope.
Maybe it was because the slope up the mountain was too steep, so it was a bit bumpy during the activity.
The man he was carrying on his back woke up immediately, and first let out a groan of pain because his wound was being stretched.
Then, the head lying on Hu Biao's shoulder asked leisurely:
"How are you doing, grandpa? My name is Chen Ergou. I was originally a boy who worked for a butcher in Kaifeng City.
Now it looks like he is going to die soon. I don’t know where Grandpa Hu is now? Can you take me with you and let me pay a visit before I die? He is the most respected hero in my life~"
After hearing such a sentence, Hu Biao instinctively wanted to say something.
For example, I am Hu Biao, he is just an ordinary person, there is nothing strange about him.
Also, reassure him that the injury on his body is actually nothing. You can treat him right away. After a good sleep, it will be fine when you wake up.
As a result, before he could say anything, the man calling himself Chen Ergou continued talking behind him:
"I heard from the storytellers in the city that Grandpa Hu is the reincarnation of Tian Kuixing in the sky. He is more than nine feet tall, has a face as black as coal, and has a pair of arms that can weigh a thousand pounds, but he has the legendary courage that no man can match.
I don’t know what such a kind of hero actually looks like, but I think it’s pretty much the same.”
Hu Biao's words immediately came to his lips and were immediately suppressed.
Good guy! How do you ask him to answer this? When converted to one foot in the Song Dynasty, it seems to be more than 0.31 meters long, and nine feet is 2.8 meters.
Who can grow so tall? Even Yao Min in the modern dimension is a bit shorter, okay?
When Hu Biao was speechless, Chen Ergou continued to talk, but his voice became quieter and quieter:
"I'm not afraid of your jokes, grandpa. In fact, I saw it on the east wall on the first day you went up the mountain.
I just thought about joining Grandpa Hu, even if he died in battle, it would be a happy life.
It's just that I later became afraid, afraid of dying in the hands of the golden soldiers, so I kept making up my mind to fight the golden dogs with my grandfathers. I finally made up my mind, but it looked like I was going to die soon.
It’s nothing else. Even if I die, I can be reunited with my wife. It’s just a pity that I brought my usual butcher’s knife and couldn’t kill a golden dog to avenge my wife~”
When he said this, Chen Ergou's voice was already a little inaudible.
Hu Biao also ran wildly and finally came to a pothole. Finally, he put the wounded man down and found that he was completely dead.
At the moment of his death, the expression of huge regret for not being able to kill a golden soldier with his own hands and avenge his wife was still solidified and fixed on his face.
After seeing such a scene, a huge sense of injustice arose in Hu Biao's heart.
Feeling so desperate, I suddenly heard another "bang~" sound, a very familiar sound of a gun; it must have been Lao Hei who stayed on the top of the mountain to watch, and opened fire after seeing what happened.
Sure enough, the same thing happened. The next second he heard Lao Hei's words in his ears:
"Old Hu, those grandsons are coming up again soon, and there is quite a lot of movement."
"Damn it! Are these grandsons really good at picking the time and rushing to be reincarnated?" After hearing this, Hu Biao cursed fiercely in his mouth.
It's just that he also knows that such scolding is useless, and it is more effective to talk to the golden man with swords and guns.
He raised his voice and gave the latest order: "Lang Qing, noble concubine, lead the rescue team to treat these brothers from the city. The others will follow me.
Those reinforcements didn't even have a single piece of armor on them, and I stopped all those who wanted to join the battle."
The so-called rescue team is actually a group of kabuki dancers who are not suitable for fighting because their feet are bound. There are about twenty people in total.
Being organized by Hu Biao and others, I was able to contribute my own strength to some extent.
After shouting such a sentence, Hu Biao lowered his head and glanced at Chen Ergou's body on the ground.
Finally, he pulled out a polished butcher's knife wrapped in numbness from the opponent's waist, and pinned it to the back of his own waist.
With his hands clasped in fists, he solemnly faced Chen Ergou's body and made a promise:
"Brother Ergou, don't worry. Hu Biao, who is nine feet tall, can't do it, but with this butcher's knife, I can help you kill at least ten golden men.
If one of them is missing, thousands of arrows will pierce my heart, and I will not be able to reincarnate after death."
Then, he reached out and closed the opponent's wide eyes, turned around and rushed out of the pit, hurriedly arriving at the edge of the battlefield.
Immediately, under the moonlight, he saw at least hundreds of golden soldiers rushing up the steep mountain in darkness.
Some of the fastest people were almost halfway up the mountain.
So what are you waiting for? He didn't care that after fighting hard all day, his muscles were already a little sore.
After Hu Biao lifted a stone weighing hundreds of kilograms from his hand, he pushed it downwards and let it roll all the way down. The stone rolled faster and faster, and soon a scream came to him clearly.
In the ears.
After throwing twenty or thirty stones in a row, the leading golden soldiers rushed in front of them.
Hu Biao stopped pushing the stone, suddenly pulled out the butcher's knife from his waist, and used his shoulder to block the opponent's blow.
Taking advantage of the opponent's open door, he struck the golden soldier's face hard with the butcher's knife in his hand, and at the same time he shouted:
"This one is for Chen Ergou's wife."
Then, he narrowly passed behind a one-handed ax that hit his head.
The butcher's knife dripping with blood in his hand stabbed out again, from the gap in the golden soldier's armor, and penetrated into the lower ribs; he also did not forget to shout:
"This one is for Chen Ergou~"
In the time that followed, everyone in the Xuange Camp team discovered their deadly commander; Liu An and other natives also discovered Deputy Commander Hu. Their mood seemed to be particularly agitated tonight.
During the fierce battle, the roar in his mouth basically never stopped: "This knife is for those reinforcements who died in vain tonight~
"This knife is for..."
****
More than thirty minutes later, Hu Biao was lying in the pothole like a big character, his chest heaving violently like a broken bellows.
She looked completely exhausted and had exhausted all her strength to feed herself.
By the way! Those golden soldiers at the foot of the mountain don't know if they were stimulated by the support soldiers who came out of the water gate of Kaifeng City tonight.
Such an attack, which should have started at around 12 o'clock in the evening, actually lasted for nearly half an hour.
Compared with the attacks during the day, which often lasted only about twenty minutes, it took a long time.
The fierce battle lasted until all the soldiers who were at the front were killed, and then the Jin soldiers blew the clarion call to retreat.
If he were in his best condition, Hu Biao could barely hold on after wearing heavy armor and fighting for such a long time.
The problem is, Hu Biao has been fighting hard for four or five days, and he has no major injuries, but the number of minor injuries is staggering, and he is no longer in his best condition.
During the battle, because of the depression I was holding in my heart, I didn't feel tired at that time.
As a result, after a group of golden soldiers retreated in confusion amidst the sound of horns, Hu Biao quickly shouted: "War dogs, stay here as an observation post, be careful not to be killed."
In the following time, he hid in the pit on the reverse slope, and as expected, many large rocks were smashed towards the top of the mountain.
At this time, a huge feeling of fatigue finally hit me.
The feeling he had at that time almost made him think that he was going to be completely ruined.
Faced with such a situation, Hu Biao could only force himself to sit up immediately. After sitting cross-legged, he closed his eyes and started to use the "Mozi Five Elements Breathing Method".
In other potholes, other veterans and even rookies in the team also did the same.
That’s right! Even after some inspection by the rookies, the current team cannot stick to the routine that is used to pass on the skills.
Because "Mozi's Five Elements Breathing Method" is already the fastest method for them to restore their energy; it even has a good effect on the recovery of physical strength.
Without this thing, everyone would have collapsed long ago.
Also, I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
Hu Biao and the others vaguely discovered that whenever they endured themselves to the point of exhaustion like this, the effect of their cultivation seemed to be particularly good...
After practicing the breathing method for a total of six consecutive days, Hu Biao withdrew from the cultivation state.
I finally feel that I am much better mentally and physically.
By this time, the arrow rain and trebuchets of the Jin soldiers at the foot of the mountain had stopped long ago, so that such a night finally returned to its previous calm.
Then, when Hu Biao walked out of the hole, he was about to take a look at the reinforcements.
After seeing Lang Qing hurriedly approaching, with an excited expression on his face, he shouted: "Old Hu, we are saved."
"Come on, speak slowly." When Hu Biao heard this, he immediately became excited.
Obviously, it was during this reinforcements that Lang Qing discovered some very good news, which made him excited.
And it is true that these reinforcements paid a huge price along the way.
However, there is no way to recover such a price. We must persist on this damn mountain. We can only accept the reality and live up to the price these people have paid.
Lang Qing immediately started to talk about some of the gains he had made after the reinforcements arrived: "In terms of manpower, after getting rid of five seriously injured people, there are still 29 people who can join."
fighting."
Just after hearing such a sentence, Hu Biao was already very excited.
It's true! Among the reinforcements this time, there seemed to be only a few soldiers dressed as soldiers from the Song Dynasty. They didn't even have a piece of armor on their bodies. They were obviously just soldiers.
The other personnel were even some traffickers and lackeys, even monks and scholars, few of whom could fight.
But if they can't fight, how can they be inferior to those delicate kabuki dancers?
After those Kabuki dancers put on loose armor, they killed an unknown number of golden soldiers by pushing rocks in battle these days.
To be honest, without their help, this broken mountain would have been impossible to hold on to.
Therefore, if the above 29 reinforcements were put on the armor ripped off the golden soldiers, with good luck, they would be dead for a day, a day and a half.
It really solves the big problem of insufficient manpower faced by Hu Biao and others.
However, Hu Biao soon realized that a bigger surprise was yet to come.
Lang Qing said later: "This reinforcement brought a lot of supplies, including a lot of rice, noodles, medicinal materials, etc., which solved our urgent need.
But the most useful thing among them is that there are three Taoists among the reinforcements. They were originally Taoist priests from the Yanqing Temple, the largest Taoist temple in Kaifeng City.
The ancient Taoist priests were all native chemists.
When they came here this time, they brought some raw materials such as sulfur and saltpeter. I made a rough calculation and found that at least 11 or 2 more explosive bags with a 2.5 kilogram charge should be processed."
After hearing such a sentence, Hu Biao felt truly relieved.
As long as he has enough explosives, he will have the information to stay on the Cubing Mountain, so that those golden soldiers will not be able to climb up the mountain until the end of the day.
The only problem is that the number of eleven or twelve explosive packets is really small.
I'm afraid it will take only two days to clean it.
Brother Lang Qing must have thought of such a question, and he asked the key sentence with some hesitation: "Old Hu, you said today is the first time reinforcements in the city have come to support us through waterways.
Even though the Jin soldiers did not have much defense, they still suffered heavy losses.
After today, the Jin soldiers will definitely deploy more trebuchets and archers on both sides of the strait, and will even pressure the Song Dynasty court to prevent reinforcements from coming out of the water gate.
Do you think we can wait for the next wave of reinforcements in the future?"
In such a question, Hu Biao couldn't help but think of the figures of those small boats that braved the heavy rain of arrows and hurled stones by the golden soldiers in the previous time, and still moved forward desperately.
And that man named Chen Ergou, what he said before he died.
He finally said solemnly: "Yes, from today on, there will be an endless supply of reinforcements like this, and we can always stay up there..."
In the following time, not to mention Lang Qing called Wu Zu and Chen Tang, as well as the pyrotechnics Taoist priest who was now dead and only one left, to process the explosive packs overnight.
Hu Biao also went to visit the reinforcements as the leader of the Chubingshan rebels.
Although the legendary Grandpa Hu is not as exaggerated as being nine feet tall and is instead a fair-faced young man, it does not prevent these people from bowing to Grandpa Hu with admiration in their eyes.
Letting Hu Biao talk good and evil will make them change their name to "Brother Hu Biao".
Otherwise, if he kept shouting "Grandpa", he felt that it was shortening his life and committing evil.
After the condolences, Hu Biao saw an episode like this before going to bed: Lao Tie suddenly called out to the imperial concubine who was walking with her waist twisted as usual.
With such a serious look, Hu Biao suddenly screamed inwardly.
Because Hu Biao thought that Lao Tie, as long as he rescued these reinforcements, could fulfill his vow to the imperial concubine.
Damn it! Can this kind of thing be taken seriously?
The imperial concubine obviously shouted out her words when she was in an emotional outburst; no matter how straight a man is, he can't be this straight, right?
Besides, even if the concubine wants it, he will stop it. Such a bad trend cannot be encouraged, as it is not in line with the core values.
Then what will the imperial concubine think of the team, and what will other people think of it? How will it affect the internal atmosphere?
But just when Hu Biao was about to call him out, Lao Tie already spoke seriously:
"Concubine, it's not me who is attacking you.
Those two things of yours are like two quail eggs compared to our Zhanxiang Baozi; I said that's it, why are you so arrogant, do you know that I don't like it at all?"
After saying that, Lao Tie turned around and left.
The one with his head held high and his chest puffed out looked like a king who was rich all over the world.
Then, Hu Biao: "..."
Concubine: "..."
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