The rebels were divided into three waves, taking turns to attack Pingxiang City, and attacked from four directions together. It was obvious that there was no encirclement of three but one was missing, and they had the idea of trapping all the Han troops in the city.
The Han army in the city didn't even have time to eat. The rebels' continuous offensive gave the Han army no time to spare.
Even if the Qiang people led by Li Wenhou were determined to be waterproof, they could not resist Han Sui's army. The Qiang army attacked in turn, and the dung juice tactics invented by Jia Rong were greatly weakened. As long as the soldiers who climbed the ladder held their shields high,
, although the crawling speed has slowed down, it has reduced the chance of the soldiers being splashed. The howls of the injured Qiang soldiers last night made the soldiers attacking the city a little scared just thinking about it.
Looking at the rebel soldiers who were constantly moving on the ladder like a fortress, Jia Rong sneered and said: "Dashi, prepare!"
After Jia Rong ordered "release", the soldiers simply smashed the big rocks in their hands at the soldiers who were climbing the ladder. These soldiers learned from the experience of the Ling Qiang soldiers yesterday and cautiously climbed up with their shields, even the people on the city.
Regardless of the soldier's condition, he is a complete target.
The suddenly falling boulder caught the climbing soldiers off guard, and they fell directly from the ladder.
The rebel war drums sounded more and more fiercely, and the rebel soldiers rushed towards the city desperately.
As more and more rebel soldiers climbed onto the city wall, the Han army defending the city felt very strenuous. The defending troops had already entered the battlefield, and the condition of the remaining three city walls was not much better.
The rebel soldiers were brave, and the Xiliang army led by Jia Rong was not weak either. Evenly matched, the two sides were in a stalemate.
The soldiers of the Han army had been struggling for nearly a day. Such a high-load exercise as killing people was very exhausting. The northern city wall was the main direction of the rebels' attack, and it was under the greatest pressure. Jia Rong did not panic on the city wall.
commanded the soldiers to fight.
He drew his sword and struck at a rebel who had just climbed onto the city wall. The rebel soldier hurriedly drew his sword to resist. Jia Rong was so strong that he only heard a "clang" sound. The sword in the rebel soldier's hand was cut into two pieces by the green sword.
The soldier looked at the half sword under his feet in astonishment. Jia Rong swung his sword again and struck the rebel soldier's neck. With a flash of blue light, the rebel soldier's head was cut off to the ground. Blood spurted out like a red fountain. Jia Rong
Rong was splashed with blood, a bloody killing method.
The surrounding Xiliang soldiers were stunned and screamed to kill the rebel soldiers who climbed onto the city wall. The temporarily formed Han army also gradually became more angry. The initial fear and fear of death disappeared.
Under the leadership of the soldiers, they killed the rebel soldiers without fear of death. At this moment, what these soldiers were thinking about was not the reward for killing a rebel soldier, but how to kill the rebel soldiers in front of them.
Kill, there are many soldiers with this transformation.
Xu Huang's long sword danced up and down, and his killing techniques were also relatively superb. He relied entirely on skill. There were about a dozen corpses of rebel soldiers around him. They looked at the sword in Jia Rong's hand.
Full of longing.
The war has completely entered a stalemate. After more and more Qiang soldiers climbed onto the city wall, the defense battle became even more difficult.
A soldier of the Xiliang Army was sent into the body by the enemy's sword. To the surprise of the rebel soldier, his sword could not be pulled out no matter what. At the moment of his surprise, another Xiliang soldier
The soldier of the army easily stabbed the spear into the body of the rebel soldier, splashing blood. Even to his death, the rebel soldier did not understand why the Xiliang soldier who was killed by the sword could clamp his arm.
weapon.
The death of a Xiliang Army soldier gave his companions a higher fighting spirit. Gradually, all the soldiers became red-eyed. After a brave Han Army soldier was shot, seeing no hope of survival, he actually picked up a gun.
A rebel soldier who had just climbed onto the city wall jumped down.
War is ruthless, but the affection between Pao Ze gradually strengthened. Even the militiamen recruited by Jia Rong spontaneously joined the battlefield. At this time, the battle completely turned into hand-to-hand combat, and no arrows were needed at all.
Maki.
There was not only blood, but also tears on the battlefield. Many soldiers couldn't help but shed tears when they saw the former soldiers dying under the enemy's sword. They screamed and killed the enemy soldiers who climbed up the city wall.
Jia Rong stood on the city wall and continued to direct, not noticing the flying arrows. The guards next to him were constantly killing the rebels on the city wall under Jia Rong's orders. Even if they were discovered, it was already too late. Jia Rong
He clearly heard the popping sound when the arrow hit him, followed by a heartbreaking pain.
Holding back the pain caused by the arrow, Jia Rong continued to command the soldiers. Fortunately, in ancient times, if the arrow were placed in the future world and turned into a gun, it would probably kill him in one move.
He carefully cut off the arrow tail with his sword, then raised his sword to kill a rebel. The guards quickly surrounded Jia Rong while blaming themselves.
With the setting sun, the golden gong of the rebels' retreat rang. The rebel soldiers under the city slowly moved towards the rebel camp, leaving behind corpses all over the ground. The city walls were covered with blood. Reflecting the setting sun, they gave out a cry.
Beautiful red color, but such a beautiful scene makes people unable to appreciate it.
None of the rebel soldiers who scaled the city wall escaped unscathed, except for some tough soldiers who jumped directly from the city wall more than two feet high to save their lives.
The Han troops on the city wall gave out cheerful cheers. Jia Rong clearly heard that there were a lot of cries mixed with these cheers. The surviving soldiers called to the robes of the past, but what they found were cold and cold bodies that no one could answer.
corpse, the cheers turned into cries.
Jia Rong endured physical fatigue and arrow wounds and patrolled Pingxiang City. He saw that some soldiers had two or three weapons stuck on their corpses, but they were holding an enemy soldier tightly in their arms.
Looking at the sky with angry eyes, he seemed to be complaining about the injustice of God. Jia Rong, who claimed to be used to life and death on the battlefield, couldn't help but shed tears. These soldiers who defended the territory with their lives were respectable.
After untying his armor, Jia Rong saw the arrow that was just a few inches inside his body, pulled it out slightly, and let out a light hiss from his mouth.
He asked for a jar of old wine and sprinkled a bowl on the injured area of the arrow. The stimulation of the wine made Jia Rong couldn't help but growl. After washing the Qinggang sword with wine, his right hand trembled and cut the skin around the arrow. Qinggang
The sword was sharp, and I only felt a cold feeling, and then a small cut was made on the skin. It felt almost done. Jia Rong grabbed the arrow tail and pulled out the arrow that was immersed in the skin. A stream of blood sprayed out and splashed wet.
Jia Rong's right hand that drew the arrow.
Xu Huang, Zhang Wei and the leader of the Guards were nearby. The whole process shocked them. People who were injured by arrows generally did not dare to pull out the arrow easily, because the arrow was likely to affect the wound or even cause damage during the pulling process.
Bringing out part of the flesh and blood will aggravate the injury.
Pour some wine on the wound and tie it with a cloth band, and the injury will be treated.
The Xiliang army had no military doctors, so they had to take matters into their own hands.
Jia Rong taught the lone wolf some battlefield self-rescue methods for later generations. Before they could be popularized in the army, he just happened to teach these personal guards a lesson.
"When you go back, teach these methods of treating minor arrow wounds to the generals in each department and let them teach them to the soldiers!" Jia Rong said while tying the cloth belt.
After the battlefield was cleaned, Jia Rong's face darkened once again after receiving the specific data. There were more than 600 dead soldiers and more than 700 injured, of which 40% were temporarily formed Han troops, 40% were militiamen, and 40% were Xiliang troops.
Soldiers accounted for 20%. After the first battle, the combat effectiveness of the defenders dropped sharply by 10%. Everyone is selfish, and Jia Rong is no exception. Every soldier in the Xiliang Army is Jia Rong's hard work and was temporarily formed.
Even if all the Han soldiers and militiamen died, Jia Rong could accept it calmly.
Soldiers with broken arms and limbs were sent to the city to recuperate. Some Xiliang Army soldiers with broken arms actually asked to stay to kill the enemy. Seeing all this, Jia Rong felt that his eyes were moist again. 1
What most depressed the morale of the defenders in the city was that Jia Rong was injured by an arrow. Medical treatment in ancient times was not as developed as modern times, and injured people generally left some sequelae.
Bowls of broth were brought to the city wall. These post-war warriors ate the bread and drank the broth in their hands, regardless of the blood on their hands and faces.
When Jia Rong appeared on the city wall, it caused a stir among the soldiers. They thought Jia Rong would rest in the city, but they did not expect to come with injuries.
Jia Rong drew a small cross on the name of the dead Xiliang Army. This roster counts the names, hometowns, and names of every soldier in the Xiliang Army. They are dead. As long as their relatives are still alive, Jia Rong
They will shoulder the responsibility of raising children without hesitation, and the pension will be returned in full. This is the most basic promise to the soldiers. There is a saying in the future world that heroes cannot shed tears after they have shed blood.
Two large boxes of money were lifted onto the city wall, and as soon as the victory was confirmed, the reward money would be distributed immediately.
All the soldiers of the Xiliang Army shook their heads in unison and refused. Being in Pingxiang, the money they had with them could not be spent at all, and it was a burden to carry it with them. The trust they had developed in Jia Rong over a long period of time made them do not hesitate.
The money was returned to the soldier who gave it.
Some Han soldiers who received the money were also infected by the Xiliang Army and returned the money in the same manner. Some soldiers even came to Jia Rong and wanted to join the Xiliang Army.
Jia Rong solemnly wrote down the names of these soldiers on the empty pages of the roster in his hand. At the same time, he asked about the soldiers' hometowns and the names of their relatives at home.
The soldiers who joined were completely relieved. When Jia Rong wrote their names, their hearts were at ease. These soldiers heard about some of Jia Rong's promises to the soldiers of the Xiliang Army through the wind, and then decided to join.
Xiliang Army, no matter how small a name it is, these soldiers can be released to fight.
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