I hated being protected and walked towards the city. After walking a few steps, a man suddenly fell in front of me. He was a soldier guarding the city. He was hit by a fire cloud arrow in his chest. The tung oil carried by the arrow suddenly hit him.
The armor was on fire, and the child was rolling on the ground in pain. The people nearby rushed to save him and extinguished the fire, but they could not save his life.
"The King..." His clear eyes stared at me with awe, and then slowly closed his eyes.
I stared blankly at this body that was still warm. It would not take long before it would turn into a corpse. No one could care about the dead child, and the space he vacated was quickly filled.
It took me all my strength to walk down from the tower. I knew people would die in battle, but it was the first time I watched a person die.
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The sky gradually dawned, Yan Xiaoqing retreated, and Rui Xueji came up again.
The sound of war drums filled with smoke did not stop for a moment, and I actually slept for half an hour in such a noisy environment.
Half an hour later, Liang Tao stood in front of me covered in blood and reported the casualties last night.
Two thousand people were killed and more than 9,000 wounded.
This number was so heavy that I lowered my head and said, "I got it."
I couldn't even say "bury them well" because I didn't have time, let alone the effort. All these dead people could only be thrown into mass graves dug in advance and buried.
Rui Xueji seemed to be frightened by the last time we attacked her. The attack was not that violent. Xiahou Lingbi's command alone was more than enough.
Qi Xuan was so tired that he made a mat beside the tower, lay on it and fell asleep. He would wake up immediately if there was any change.
The same goes for Hanyang. Although he always complained that the living conditions were too difficult, he never really left Qi Xuan behind.
In the evening, Rui Xueji returned without success. I stood on the tower and looked at the darkening sky.
Some people say that evening is the most beautiful scenery of the day. There will be colorful sunsets. The beautiful pictures make you yearn for tomorrow. But at this moment, the smoke that will never go away fills the eyes, and the sunset is blocked.
There is no color, just gray and a deathly scenery.
I found myself beginning to dread the coming of night.
But the more scared you are, the faster it comes.
A new round of war has begun. The enemy is fighting a fatigue battle with us. Whoever lasts until the end will win.
I don't know how long I can hold on, but I know that Yan Xiaoqing has been waiting for the day when I can't hold on any longer, just like a lion chasing its prey, always beating the prey to death, and then bites it open.
throat.
Death is not scary, what is scary is the process of facing death.
I am not going to be a coward tonight. The iron chains are ready. I ordered people to fasten the iron chains to the two carriages. The carriages were filled with explosive packets.
When the enemy rushes over, the iron chain will be enough to trip the enemy down. Once a carriage rushes into the enemy camp, the explosives on the carriage will be detonated immediately. At that time, we will all come out of the cave and fight to the death with Yan Xiaoqing.
After drinking Zhuangxing wine, everyone dressed up and set off with red faces.
It was not dark yet and Yan Xiaoqing had not made any move. Five hundred chariots had already left the city and were parked. I was afraid that the enemy would be prepared in advance, so I ordered people to bury the chains in the soil.
As soon as it got dark, the enemies on the opposite side immediately pressed in like wasps. When the distance was about the same, I made an attack gesture on the city gate.
Soon enough, five hundred chariots rushed forward.
