The main stronghold of King Qinchuan was already crumbling. The sergeants who had just repelled the enemy were shouting and extinguishing the flames on the stronghold wall. Jia Kui sat on the ground swaying and pushed away a bloody body that had been hit by a trebuchet.
The corpse sat in the bloody water, weakly shaking his empty water bottle, reluctantly pulling out the stopper and drawing a few drops of water from it to fall on his thirsty lips.
It had been four days, and Jia Kui didn't know how many more days he would have to guard this crumbling city, but he knew that tonight was probably the last time he would see the stars.
The outer fortifications of Qinwangchuan Dazhai have been filled up by the enemy. Only relying on the powerful lethality of gunpowder bombs can they barely hold on to this isolated city. According to the news from Tanma, Xixia troops have appeared around Xiaoluomen Village.
This means that Wu Zangqiu Pang may have found it, or dug a road around the Qinwang River. The mountains around the Qinwang River are surrounded by mountains. The unknown places are very huge, and some uninhabited places are even their own.
None of the sentinels have ever set foot in it.
Fu Bi refused to leave, so Jia Kui had no choice but to fight to the death!
Thinking of this, Jia Kui let out a long sigh, so what if Xing Zang saw through Xing Zang who had no hidden secrets? Absolute strength always determines the situation of the battle. He didn't understand why Yun Zheng hid behind and didn't show up. He should feel tired now even if he didn't hide his secrets.
Already.
It’s time to take action. It’s time to take action anyway, it’s time to take action!
Jia Kui weakly punched the ground twice with his fists, and his fists were immediately covered in blood and mud.
Leaning against the wall of the village, he no longer wanted to go back to the military camp to rest. Anyway, his life would end at sunrise tomorrow, so there was no need to go back.
Jia Kui sniffed, his nose was sore when he thought of his old mother and young son who were still waiting for him to come home in Xijing. On his wrist, he was wearing the talisman that his mother had asked for from the temple. It was so dirty that he couldn't see the color... That was what his mother was wearing.
She put it on herself when she went out, saying that she had prayed for it after chanting sutras in front of the Buddha a thousand times...
A long time ago, Jia Kui thought that he had lost the physical function of crying. Unexpectedly, tonight, it suddenly recovered again. The tears could not stop flowing. No matter pinching his legs or raising his head, it had no effect. Seeing the tears falling on the
There were tears on the back of his hands. It took a lot of strength for him not to cry out...
He wanted to rub the talisman clean with his hands, but the more he rubbed it, the dirtier it became. Both of his hands were covered with dried blood and mud.
Suddenly, the back camp was in an uproar, and the sound became louder and louder, and finally it turned into a roar like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
Jia Kui stood up suddenly, stars flashing in front of his eyes. Compared with the temporary ischemia of his brain, he was more worried about what happened in the back camp, and it must not be Ying Xiao!
The rules and regulations in the Qinzhou military camp are very strict. Not to mention shouting loudly, even spreading rumors about nothing is life-threatening. Moreover, the military camp is an authentic place of killing. The military regulations promulgated by Fu Bi include the so-called "Seventeen Articles and Fifty-four Kills"
, there will be beheadings at every turn, so the soldiers live in fear, and the mental depression after years of it can be imagined. On the other hand, the officers of the Western Army bully the soldiers wantonly, the veterans gang up to bully the recruits, and the soldiers join gangs.
Factions fought openly and secretly, and conflicts accumulated year after year, all suppressed by military discipline. Especially before the war, everyone's life and death were uncertain, and they didn't know when they would die. At this time, the spirit was on the verge of collapse.
Jia Kui had been worried about such a terrible thing as the camp roar since the beginning of the war. Now it finally came when the entire army suffered more than half of its casualties. There was no need to ask the reason. It was probably just a certain sergeant who had a nightmare and roared.
Then a large number of soldiers began to go crazy, tearing and fighting each other, and even biting each other. All kinds of terrifying madness broke out. In addition, some people with evil intentions would take the opportunity to kill the officers who had a grudge with them at this time, and the chaos became even more chaotic.
unstoppable.
As long as the roar of the camp occurs, even if Sun Wu is reborn, he will not be able to recover.
With trembling hands, Jia Kui found a long knife and hurriedly climbed down the wall of the village. He was prepared to risk his life to quell the roar of the camp, otherwise he would kill most of his own people without fighting tomorrow.
He got off the wall and summoned a few soldiers who were also confused and came to the camp. He found strangely that these Song soldiers were indeed making loud noises. Some were crying and crying, some were beating their chests and imitating howling like wolves, and some were taking off their clothes.
Some were running around naked, and some were singing obscene lyrics loudly, but they were not fighting each other. Even if there were people hugging each other, they would be crying or laughing maniacally.
Not only the soldiers were like this, but the officers were also like this. They were also venting crazily. Jia Kui even saw his old friend Liu Da, the deputy commander of Cancao, banging his head against a pillar!
He took two quick steps, grabbed Liu Da and asked, "What happened?"
Liu Da opened his eyes, hugged Jia Kui and laughed: "What's going on? What else could be going on? We can't die, hahaha, we can't die. Lao Jia, pack your bags quickly, we
Now leave this bloody battlefield of Qin Wangchuan!"
Jia Kui pushed Liu Da away with force and said loudly: "Tell me clearly, what is going on? Who ordered us to leave Qinwangchuan?"
Liu Da wiped his tears and said: "Yunshuai, Yunshuai wiped out all 16,000 Zhang Zhi's men in the battle of Luanshipo. Zhang Zhi has now been made into a candle and sent to Tokyo to ask for credit. Yunshuai thinks that
We have already achieved the function of delaying the army of Wu Zang. His arrangement in Qinzhou has been completed. We are just waiting for Wu Zang to enter the Qinzhou battlefield that he has designed before we can leave Qin Wangchuan!"
After listening to Liu Da's intermittent talk, Jia Kui also laughed loudly, and the sullenness in his depressed heart just now was swept away. Among the 140,000 Xixia army, the only ones who can truly be called elite are brothers Zhang Zhi and Zhang Jiang.
It was precisely because of the existence of these 30,000 armored troops that the six troops of Yuanzhai had to obey the command of Cong Zangyoupang, and they did not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.
Now Zhang Zhi's 16,000 men have been wiped out by Yun Zheng on the rocky slope. Zhang Jiang's army has also suffered a lot of losses these days. Once the news reaches the ears of the six tribes in Yuanzhai, the host and the guest are in different places.
, the Xixia people never thought of twisting into a rope and launching an attack on Qin Wangchuan regardless of life or death like they did a few days ago.
Fu Bi and Jia Kui are having a hard time these days, and life without Zang Pang is equally hard. Zhang Zhi's march is much slower than he expected, and there has been no news for six days.
In order not to let the six tribes of Yuanzhai feel cold, Zhang Jiang's armored army and Wei Ming's personal guards guarding the city also joined the siege sequence.
Under the attack of Fu Bi's huge number of gunpowder bombs, personal bravery did not play a big role. Even the most powerful soldier was a tattered corpse after being blown up by gunpowder bombs. Now they just pin their hopes on
Only those huge trebuchets could cause some casualties to the Song army.
Jia Kui took a long breath, feeling that his exhausted strength came back in an instant. He grabbed the water bag from Liu Da's waist, took a gulp of it, and then laughed and said: "Old Liu
, you go tell the governor and ask him to leave Qinwangchuan immediately. I will take my headquarters to cut off the rear of the army in Qinwangchuan. Hahaha, I will arrange defense. Tomorrow, as long as there is no hidden enemy and Pang dares to attack, I will definitely give him a
A lesson that will last a lifetime.
Hahaha, feel free to evacuate, Yun Shuai will definitely arrange an army to help you."
After Jia Kui finished speaking, he took Liu Da's water bag and went up to the walled city. For the first time, he hoped that the sun would rise early so that he could vent all the grievances he had suffered these days. Since King Qin didn't want Chuan Dazhai anymore, he
There is a way to use this Dazhai to teach Wu Zang Pang an unforgettable lesson.
Fu Bi sat alone in the big tent, drinking his own grape wine one cup after another. He had no intention of leaving. The soldiers were already lining up and walking past his tent. At first, they were
The baggage and wounded soldiers were followed by the civilian team in the army, and then the remaining soldiers passed by. After spending such a long time together, he could remember the names of some soldiers clearly.
Liu Da walked into the big tent, took a look at the old servant who had already packed his things and was waiting for the master. He smiled and said to Fu Bi: "Master Fu, the army has almost retreated. It's time for you to leave. Our retreat has been successful this time."
It’s okay, why do you need to worry about His Majesty’s anxious words?”
Fu Bi put down his wine glass and sighed: "You have been an official for so many years, why can't you understand this? Your Majesty personally said that I, Fu Bi, would die in the Qinwang River in battle. Now that I have run away, you
How should Your Majesty behave?
Since ancient times, if the king wants his minister to die, he must die. Even if it is useless for me to stay in Qin Wangchuan, I must stay here, because this matter is pardoned! Since I, Fu Bi, am your majesty's minister, of course I will not embarrass your majesty!
Let your reputation be damaged!"
The old servant knelt down and begged: "Master, you have done everything you can. Now it is useless to defend the isolated city. Yun Shuai has laid a dragnet and waited for the unsuspecting people to sneak in. You have not
We must defend to the death. When I left the capital and came to Qinzhou, my wife cried so hard that the young masters also begged me to take care of myself..."
Fu Bi coughed, his face turned red and he smiled and scolded Liu Da: "You are such a bitch, can't you just tie me up and leave if I don't leave? I heard that you are also a sweetheart, you don't even wink at all, how can you fool around?"
To the fifth rank official?"
Liu Da chuckled and took out a hemp rope from behind and put it on Fu Bi's shoulder and said with a smile: "It makes sense for a humble person to sit in the position of a fifth-rank official. How can this matter embarrass the governor? This is not, I
The rope is ready."
Fu Bi laughed happily. The old servant burst into tears and laughed. He quickly went to get Fu Bi's things and prepared to get into the car. Two strong men came in from the outside, carried Fu Bi's chair and sent him to a side car.
The car was specially sent by Yun Zheng. He didn't want Fu Bi to die when he was most proud.
Wu Zangying Pang stood outside the big tent all night. The sentry told him that there was a burst of joy in the Song Army camp. When he heard the news, Wu Zangying Pang was heartbroken. There was only one reason for the Song Army to celebrate when they were at the end of the road.
That means something happened to Zhang Zhi.
He somewhat regretted the military order he had sent Zhang Zhi to find an opportunity to break through Chencang. He should have turned around and left Qinzhou at that time. There were more than 16,000 Xixia's most elite cavalry, but no one knew how many of them escaped.
Forget it, the matter has come to this, tomorrow we have no choice but to attack Qin Wangchuan with the whole army. As long as Fu Bi is killed in formation, it will be justified. It is nothing more than a replacement! (To be continued)