A Zhou Army soldier named Wang Hai rushed forward and asked his friend Lao Zhao: "Uncle Zhao, do you think we can all go back alive?"
Wang Hai is only seventeen years old this year and has just joined the army. However, because he practiced sticks at home and knew some martial arts, he was directly transferred to Ruijin Camp after a few days of training. Here, he was pleasantly surprised to find that there was another one of himself.
My fellow countryman is the forty-seven-year-old Zhao next to me.
What is Lao Zhao's name? He said he couldn't even remember it. He has been in the army for more than ten years and has forgotten his name. He has forgotten how many times he has been on the battlefield. He has forgotten how many people he has killed. He has also forgotten how many times he has been injured. He has forgotten his name. The only thing he remembers is
Yes, it is a means to kill others and protect yourself.
That means you have to be ruthless and cunning enough!
Such a cold-blooded old Zhao took great care of his little fellow countryman Wang Hai. It's no wonder that after joining the army for more than ten years, old Zhao never returned to his hometown. Now he finally met a young man from this village, and he also
Then I thought of my son, whom I hadn't seen for more than ten years. I heard Wang Hai say that his son was promising and had passed the examination as a scholar. He also said that he was looking for his father everywhere, hoping to bring him back home.
Love the house as much as the bird, Lao Zhao is particularly kind to Wang Hai.
"Silly boy, stay with me for a moment and don't leave! When others are climbing the city wall, you should be used as a ladder. Don't rush forward desperately. Whoever climbs the city wall first will die first. This is the last word. When
I ask you to rush at you again, if I ask you to pretend to be dead, you will lie on the ground and don’t let me vent your anger!"
Wang Hai held up his shield and said: "Uncle Zhao, this is not good. Everyone is trying their best. Let's pretend to be dead. It's too... that."
Old Zhao glared at him angrily and said: "You know nothing! Do you know, I have been in the army for so many years and fought in dozens of battles, big and small, and all the brothers who used to eat, live and train together are dead, why is it that I am still here?"
Are you alive and well? I tell you, kid, if you want to live, just listen to me. Kill when you should kill, and pretend to be dead when you should pretend to be dead!"
Wang Hai showed his white teeth and smiled and said: "I want to kill a few more Han troops and be rewarded for my meritorious service. In the future, I will be a general riding a tall horse and wearing iron leaf chain armor, and return to the village majesticly!"
Lao Zhao was amused by his silly look. He knocked Wang Hai hard on the head and said: "Take this idea back to me! Now you just follow me and don't leave even a step. If your life is gone, how can you still
Be a shitty general!"
Wang Hai chuckled and said, "I listen to you, Uncle Zhao!"
Old Zhao grinned and said: "That's about right! You are only seventeen, and your mother is still at home waiting for you to return and be filial. She only has a son like you, who will provide for her after you die? You are different from me.
, I have already married and established a business, and I have a son to carry on the family line. I have saved some money for my mother and daughter over the years. If you can go home after this war, give the money to them!"
"Uncle Zhao, why don't you go home?"
"Go home? I don't have the shame to go back and see the two of them. I was just like you at the beginning. I wanted to be a soldier, a general, and to honor my ancestors like crazy. I left the two of them and ran out to be a soldier. Now it seems that I
Just a fucking idiot!"
Wang Hai was silent for a while and said: "Uncle Zhao, if there is a chance next time, let's go back together. I think your wife and son are looking forward to your return."
Before he finished speaking, a bloody arrow pierced his hat with a pop!
Wang Hai trembled with fright, and his face immediately turned pale. Lao Zhao pulled him to protect him behind him, took off his hat and took a look, and saw that the arrow was inserted straight into Wang Hai's hair.
If you go further down, you can open his scalp!
Lao Zhao was also startled. Seeing that Wang Hai was fine, he took a deep breath and said, "You boy, you have such a great fate!"
Wang Hai regained some strength, took his hat, looked at it and laughed loudly: "Haha! Uncle Zhao, people say that you will be blessed if you survive a catastrophe. Maybe I can become a general in the future..."
puff!
An arrow pierced deeply into Wang Hai's heart!
Old Zhao hugged Wang Hai's body and cried loudly: "Silly boy, I told you not to think about becoming a general, why didn't you listen! Ah! You are only seventeen years old!"
One after another, the soldiers of the Zhou army fell under the city wall of Yuzhou. They may have their own wives and children, or they may have mothers who need to pay filial piety. However, under the ruthless killing machine of war, no one is sure that they can be sure.
Stay alive. Human life is the least valuable thing on the battlefield.
No one pays attention to the life and death of others. A person who was alive one second ago may take a step onto the Naihe Bridge the next second, drink Meng Po Soup, and enter the Gate of Reincarnation.
Blood and human lives flow away so easily.
Similarly, the number of Han troops who stood firm on the city wall of Yuzhou was increasing, and the rate of death was getting faster and faster. They were short of weapons, food and physical strength. When the Zhou army approached the city wall, these two factors became a problem for Zhou.
The Zhou army's archers organized an effective suppression, and the corpses of the Han soldiers fell from the city wall one by one. Under the corner, they were entangled with the enemy's corpses, making it difficult to separate.
The earth has changed its color. Red is always the main color of the battlefield. Too much blood has formed small streams on the ground, forming blood pools. The warm blood is bubbling on the ground.
Of the four echelons of the Han army defending the city, almost all the people in the first echelon were dead. Half of the people in the second echelon had also been lost, and the people in the third echelon were being replenished one by one. Near the city gate, the Han soldiers
The losses of the army were particularly heavy. In order to cover the siege ram, countless Zhou army archers gathered here. The dense rain of arrows almost suppressed the Han army on the city, unable to raise its head. The fourth echelon of the Han army at the city gate had already gone up.
Behind them were common people holding crude weapons, with bloodless faces and trembling bodies!
One ladder after another was set up, and the Zhou army began to climb the city wall. The Han army defending the city used stones to knock down the Zhou army who climbed up the ladder, and kept pushing the ladder that had been set up on the city wall to the Zhou army.
The archers suppressed them very hard, and many Han soldiers were shot to death by random arrows when they tried to push up the ladder.
Finally, several Zhou soldiers climbed to the top of the Yuzhou city along the ladder! The supporting Han troops immediately swarmed around them. The first Zhou soldier who climbed onto the city wall was chopped off before he could stand firm.
Half a head! Red blood and white brains were splashed everywhere, on the city walls, on the clothes of both comrades and enemies.
The second Zhou army came up, and two steel knives and three spears hit him almost at the same time. In just an instant, his life disappeared quickly. How long is an instant? The Buddha said that six months passed in the blink of an eye.
Ten seconds. In the entire battlefield, more than 60 people died in a snap of a finger?
Following several ladders that were not pushed in time, more and more Zhou troops climbed up the city wall! Dozens of Zhou troops did not rush forward blindly, but guarded the ladders to cover more Zhou troops climbing up.
Zhaoxian saw that many Zhou troops were already on the city wall. He waved his hand and rushed over with thirty or forty soldiers.
There was an arrow stuck in his shoulder, and the tail of the arrow was still trembling as he ran. Blood kept sliding down his shoulder, but he seemed to feel no pain.
He picked up the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand and chopped the oncoming Zhou soldiers in half. Zhaoxian shouted: "Brothers! Drive them back, Yuzhou cannot be left in our hands!"
While fighting hard to kill the enemy, he shouted: "Kill them all and push the ladder! Brothers, behind you are the innocent people of Yuzhou! Once the Zhou army breaks through from us, your relatives will be killed by those Zhou army
Kill one by one! In order to protect our loved ones and for ourselves to survive, kill!"
As he roared, more and more Han troops came to support him. Countless people also climbed onto the city wall, either using the simple weapons in their hands or picking up weapons from the dead bodies on the wall.
Swords and guns struck the Zhou soldiers head-on and face-to-face one after another!
Seeing that less than half of the dozens of Zhou soldiers who were the first to scale the city wall died in a short period of time, a few of the other Zhou soldiers stayed behind to hold on to the ladders, while others waved their weapons like crazy.
Zhaoxian swept through thousands of troops with one move and cut two Zhou soldiers in half. Blood splattered all over his body and face, even blocking his sight!
Zhaoxian wiped the blood on his face, shouted loudly, and chopped off half of a Zhou soldier's shoulder and arm with a halberd. The halberd was slashed out from the Zhou soldier's stomach at an angle.
With a crackling sound, the soldier's internal organs fell out in pieces.
Zhaoxian is like an ancient ferocious beast, using the Fangtian Painted Halberd in his hand as his sharp claws, constantly tearing at the enemy's body!
One Zhou army soldier died one after another, and correspondingly, the Han army also fell in the continuous counterattack. In the end, the Han army shouted like crazy, held hands and rushed forward, regardless of the enemy's weapons.
He used his body to push more Zhou troops off the city wall!
The first few Han troops couldn't stop their steps and fell off the city wall together. As soon as they landed on the ground, countless Zhou troops surrounded them, not caring whether they were dead or alive, and immediately chopped them into pieces with knives.
mud!
Several ladders were pushed down one after another, and the soldiers of the Zhou army who were still on the ladder screamed and fell down. Before the last ladder was pushed down, a naked and burly man climbed up covered in blood. He climbed up.
His eyes have been covered in red, and the blood of his brothers is flowing on his body!
Song Yi!
The two Han soldiers standing in front of him were chopped to death with one strike. Song Yi roared and rushed into the crowd of Han soldiers. The ladder was pushed down, and he was like a tiger alone among the wolves, constantly biting the enemy's body.
!
One Han army was killed by Song Yi one after another, including many common people who came up to besiege him!
Zhaoxian kicked the last Zhou soldier off the city wall, raised his sword and rushed towards Song Yi! He ran quickly, jumped up high, and struck Song Yi's head with a halberd!
Song Yi cut off the body of a Han soldier, held the sword in both hands and raised it fiercely!
With a bang, a string of dazzling sparks burst out!
Song Yi's body involuntarily took a few steps back, and there was a numbness in the tiger's mouth. Zhaoxian was not having a good time either, and the force of the shock shook his chest like a river. But now, neither of them could care about it.
He gasped for breath, raised his weapon again and charged forward.
The two men fought a fierce battle on the city wall. The Han troops surrounding them could not get close to the two men. The whistling sword wind was cold and murderous!
The two men fought for more than ten rounds, and both had wounds on their bodies that were as deep as the bones. But these two men, like a pair of fierce tigers, vowed to be incompatible.
Zhaoxian gritted his teeth, rushed over and swung his halberd across Song Yi's waist, while Song Yi slashed his sword straight at Zhaoxian's head! Neither of these two people was willing to fight back to defend, and would rather die together!
Seeing that the sword had reached the top of his head, Zhaoxian gritted his teeth, turned his head slightly to let go of the heavy blade, and swung his halberd straight at Song Yi without losing any speed!
A bang!
An iron gun stretched out from the side in time and stopped on Zhaoxian's shoulder. Song Yi's broadsword slashed a spark on the gun body! Song Yi was stunned, and before he had time to react, Zhaoxian's halberd had already hit him in the waist.
On your body!
puff!
Blood splattered, and the halberd cut deeply into Song Yi's waist. It was stuck in the bone and could not be pulled out! Five or six Han soldiers rushed forward and stabbed Song Yi with dozens of spears.
Blood hole!
Song Yi held the city wall with one hand and looked back at the Huang Luo Umbrella in front of Zhou Jun's formation in the distance. His eyes were wandering, and an expression of relief appeared on his face.
He just stood there and slowly closed his eyes.
Sun Sheng ran over from the side to support Zhaoxian, who was almost exhausted, and asked anxiously: "How are you?" (To be continued)
