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Chapter 38 No Retirement

Blood splattered everywhere, and a golden soldier's neck was pierced by a spear. He let out a howl and reached out to grab the spear, but the next moment he was kicked off the city wall by Zhou Bing who came back from the side, but Zhou Bing had not had time to rejoice.

, a sickle next to him hooked his neck, pulled and pulled, and Zhou Bing fell down screaming with blood gushing out.

There was a lot of fighting on the city walls and under the city walls, and there were bloody battles everywhere.

I don't know how long it took, but more than half of the golden soldiers who were dead or wounded finally stopped attacking. The survivors dragged the dead and wounded golden soldiers away with the sound of the trumpet.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the majestic city. The top and bottom of the city are no longer what they used to be. There are bloodstains everywhere, corpses and mutilations, long ladders climbing up the city are scattered on the ground, the bricks of the city wall are full of marks from swords, guns and arrows, and fireworks are everywhere.

The sound of fighting subsided, and the sounds of moaning, crying and wailing spread.

The living are weeping, the slightly injured are groaning, and the seriously injured are howling in pain.

The sound of armors and swords clashing was mixed in. This was the soldiers cleaning the city wall, waiting to be re-defended to welcome another enemy attack.

Qinghebo was covered in blood, his helmet had been thrown away, and his gray hair had almost turned into snow-white, messy and fluttering in the wind.

He stood on the city wall, looking at the devastation with a heavy expression.

"How many casualties were this time?" he asked.

"We haven't found out yet." A general lowered his head and said, "It is roughly estimated that more than a thousand people died in the battle."

For an offensive and defensive battle, this number of casualties was considered normal.

However, this was the number of casualties and injuries, and the number was astonishing.

On the other hand, the reason why this number of casualties is normal is because after the casualties, there are still soldiers and horses to replace them, but now they have no soldiers and horses to replace them.

One is dead and one is missing, one is injured and one is useless.

Qinghebo turned his head back and looked left and right.

The original military formation had shrunk back to defense. Although the camp flags were still there, Qinghebo knew that the army had been crippled.

On the other side of the Jin people, Qinghebo looked ahead again. Compared with the previously invisible camp, it was now densely visible.

In this battle, victory has been forgotten for a long time. Defeat and death are doomed, it just depends on whether it will happen sooner or later.

"Uncle." Suddenly a general came forward and whispered, "I have observed it, and the Jin people to the west are weak. It is better for us to protect your uncle and break through."

As soon as these words came out, the other generals' expressions changed slightly.

"Yes, uncle, you can keep the green hills and don't have to worry about running out of firewood."

"Uncle, the general is willing to stay and fight the enemy. Please break out of the siege and avenge the general in the future."

One after another, generals stood up and said.

"Absurd!" Uncle Qinghe interrupted them in a deep voice, "I, Zou Jiang, have never escaped from a golden man."

The generals had complicated expressions.

"Uncle, I'm not saying that your uncle is too timid to fight and run away." A general said sincerely, "It's just that it's not worth dying like this..."

Qinghe Bo interrupted him again.

"You are wrong, this is the most worthwhile death." He said in a deep tone, "The most important thing in this defensive battle is one breath. If we wait for a breakout, then this breath will be released, and our army will immediately collapse and everyone will run away.

.”

He pointed forward.

"With tens of thousands of gold thieves watching eagerly, can you not imagine what the outcome will be?"

The generals looked forward, their faces pale, as if they had seen the scene where everyone was running for their lives and the Jin Army's cavalry was killing them.

"We can't break out under that kind of situation." Qinghe Bo said in a calm voice, "What's more, if we collapse first, the reinforcements outside will definitely be harmed."

Reinforcements….

He even thought about sending reinforcements.

Several generals looked bitter. They had not seen any reinforcements for so many days. I don't know if they all fled in fear or were maimed by the Jin people.

No news came in, and the Jin people did not retreat in the slightest.

They are like a lonely boat thrown into the ocean.

My uncle is still waiting for reinforcements. He must be deceiving himself about how brave he is.

"The gold thieves are powerful, but as long as we stick to the camp, we have a better chance of survival than running away in the wilderness." Qinghe Bo Surong said, "When the reinforcements arrive, we will attack from inside and outside, and we will be able to find a way out.

"

He spoke in a higher voice.

"From the day we became generals, we have sacrificed our lives for our country. We need to bravely kill the enemy. If anyone dares to speak out again, we will be timid."

As he spoke, he swung down the long knife in his hand, and the helmet of a golden man who rolled to the ground was split open by the knife.

"Rectify the law on the spot."

All the generals knelt down solemnly and responded in unison.

"Come, take advantage of this to make rice." Qinghebo said, looking behind him, "There is not enough food and grass, so use it as appropriate."

All the generals responded in unison again, stood up and took the order and left.

Qinghebo stood alone and looked back.

Reinforcements...

This northern land was no longer his world, and he was filled with indignation.

The night seems to be the clarion call for truce in many places,

In front of a small hill, watching the golden soldiers retreating like a tide, one person pushed away the dead soldier who was lying on his body, rolled and climbed across the messy battlefield, and fell into a ravine.

The ravine was crowded with soldiers, all of them were scarred and looked frightened and depressed.

"Master Qi, the Jin soldiers have retreated." The visitor said hoarsely, "Let's retreat while the night is dark."

Among this group of soldiers, a general with a wounded shoulder looked over.

"We can't retreat," he said, "Uncle is still waiting for reinforcements."

"Sir." The visitor's voice was hoarse and full of tears. "The Jin people have been besieging us for so many days and so many times. I'm afraid I'm no longer here."

He looked at the people around him again.

"We only have this few people left. Even if we break through, what will happen?"

How could they break through? If they could break through, they would have gone in long ago. Why wait until now?

The general looked sad and angry.

"But we can't retreat."

"Sir." The visitor was about to cry, "You are already very brave. You have lived up to the imperial court and my uncle. With so many reinforcements, others have withdrawn, but you are the only one who has not."

The general stood up and slammed the knife in his hand on the ground.

"It's not that we won't retreat, it's that we can't retreat now." He shouted hoarsely, pointing behind him, "Do you think the Jin people didn't surround us? Do you really forget that they forgot? This is just a cat playing with mice, they just

They are waiting for us to retreat. Once we retreat, they will force us into the Jiangshui River. It is freezing cold and we have few troops and horses left. How can we retreat? How can we run? We will freeze to death, starve to death, and exhaust ourselves to death.

It is enough for the Jin soldiers to just sit back and watch us without firing a shot or an arrow."

The people present were ashen-faced upon hearing this.

It turned out that they had been ambushed a long time ago.

They thought they were here to help others attack the Jin people, but it turned out that the Jin people had already opened their pockets and invited them in.

"Since the Jin people let my uncle fall into an ambush, why didn't they prepare in advance to deal with the ensuing reinforcements?" The general sat down again and said dejectedly, "No wonder those guys refused to come to help after hearing about it.

The men and horses ran away, he is indeed a veteran of the North and is familiar with the Jin people."

The people around him couldn't tell whether they were angry or envious when they thought of the soldiers and horses who had fled before leaving.

"Why didn't they tell us?" someone muttered.

"Tell us, will we listen?" someone whispered.

These words made the surrounding people fall into silence.

"Okay, it's useless to say this now. We can't retreat now, so we can only continue to attack and defend." The general took another deep breath and raised his head with a determined expression, "Waiting for my uncle to break out of the encirclement, or for reinforcements to arrive."

The first sentence made everyone feel relieved, but the latter sentence made everyone feel discouraged.

"My uncle must still be alive. The Jin people are still mobilizing troops and horses to attack." The general said, "We still have hope."

What else could happen?

Retreating is also death, advancing is also death, so just wait for death.

There was dead silence in the ravine, and suddenly there was a vibration on the ground, followed immediately by the sound of howling horse hooves and the light of torches.

"The golden man is here again!"

The people in the gully shouted and turned pale.

This time, they didn't even have time to breathe. It seemed that they didn't have the patience to tease them anymore.

The general raised his sword.

"Gather up a formation and fight." He said hoarsely.

How can these remnant soldiers with spears in their hands come up with any formation to fight against the Jin cavalry? It won't take more than three attacks.

The soldiers clenched their spears and jumped out of the ravine. At the moment they faced death, they suddenly became numb.

Before the cavalry could approach, a humming sound broke through the air, and the soldiers who were about to form formation had no choice but to jump back into the ravine in confusion.

The arrows fell on the ground with a puff of puff, and what was fired was a rocket. Instantly, the gas exploded, illuminating the surroundings of the gully brightly and clearly, and also illuminating the soldiers and generals in the gully like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

The golden soldiers who were getting closer and closer laughed wildly.

A soldier suddenly grabbed his crossbow and shot the last arrow at the golden soldier.

This soldier's archery skills were excellent, and he accurately flew towards the leading golden soldier.

With a clang sound, the golden soldier raised his hand and raised his rattan armor to block the arrow. He raised his hand mockingly, drew the bow and released the arrow.

Under the light of the fire, the soldier groaned and fell backwards after being shot through by an arrow.

The laughter grew even louder.

Not only is there despair before death, there is also humiliation.

The general jumped out of the ravine without saying a word, and charged towards him with his sword raised as if someone were coming.

He wants to fight the cavalry with his own body.

No matter what, he would die. If he got closer, he might be able to kill a golden soldier on his back. All the soldiers jumped out, whether they could run or not, whether they had full arms or missing arms, they held their weapons and bit them tightly.

He pressed his lips together and rushed forward silently.

The buzzing sound tore through the night sky.

The general's eyes were wide open as he waited for the arrow cluster to arrive, but the next moment he saw the golden soldiers holding crossbows in front of him howling and dismounting from their horses.

What's going on?

The general was stunned for a moment, and another buzzing sound sounded. The general raised his head subconsciously, and saw countless sharp arrows flying above his head through the firelight behind him.

Come from behind and go towards Jin Bing.

Behind you!

The general turned back in disbelief. Because the fire blocked his vision, he couldn't see anything, but he could hear it.

Hear the frightened and angry screams of the golden man, hear the scream of the golden man falling to the ground, and hear the vibration of the ground in the night like thousands of troops rushing towards him.

Reinforcements!

Reinforcements!

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