64_64620ps: Look at the exclusive story behind "The Wisdom of the Great Song Dynasty", listen to more of your opinions, pay attention to the official account of Biquge www.biquge.info (add friends on WeChat - add an official account - enter qdread), and quietly tell me! Mukui City was burned in the fire, and the city was already dead silent, and the largest city in Jianchang Province had become a dead city.

Zhao Yang gasped like a bellows, large drops of sweat flowed down his chin, and he sat on the dead corpse next to him, took his own kettle and poured it down.

Blood mixed with tears flowed down, and the losses in this battle were too great......

In this battle, not only the 2,000 Divine Guards who were logistics troops participated in the battle, but even the various auxiliary branches of the army also participated in the battle, which used the powerful lethality of gunpowder shells to knock open this not very large city.

The vitality of people is so tenacious, even if this city has been bombarded by ballistas, after the city gate was blown open, there are still countless Dali soldiers shouting and rushing over.

Zhao Yang picked up Zhao Ti's half-pulled head from the ground, the brain in it had been mixed with blood and water, and only an empty braincase remained, this is the son of the Shouyang family, and the Shouyang Duke sent a special letter to take care of Zhao Ti for this purpose.

What other way can there be in the chaos than fighting? Zhao Ti is fighting, and he is also fighting, even if he sees Zhao Ti being hacked to death by the rebels, he can only howl loudly but can't take a step forward.

Three of the ten Zhao family sons who were following him died, and now they are all lying in a pool of blood, and they can't see the slightest dignity.

Laboriously dragging the three corpses over and surrounding him, Zhao Yang found that his head was empty. If it weren't for the scarred Zhao Ting reminding him, he would have almost forgotten his duty as coach.

"Trumpet gathering!"

Zhao Yang still issued a military order, Zhao Hao raised the horn with an intact right arm and blew it vigorously, at this time he was Zhao Yang's deputy general, this is what he should do.

The low sound of bull horns hovered over the ruined Mukui City, adding a bit of desolation to the corpses on the ground.

Countless Song Jun who were panting in blood rose one by one from the pile of dead bodies. The walking dead instinctively rallied to the horn sound.

Zhao Zhe once thought that he was dead, but the pain that came from his whole body told him that he was still alive, and the cotton lining of the armor was filled with blood, and he wanted to take off the armor to get a sense of relief, but his two hands spasmed like chicken paws and did not obey the call.

Zhao Yannian was relatively relaxed, as he was in charge of the ballista and the Eight Bull crossbow. In any case, it is a long-range attack method, although in the end they also gave up the ballista and the Eight Bull Crossbow to participate in the flesh-and-blood combat, they are still more comfortable than Zhao Yang.

The consequence of the large-scale application of firearms is that after taking a city, the city will be completely destroyed, Zhao Yannian looked at the ruined city and the city wall full of big mouths and said to Zhao Yang: "There is no way to defend here." We must evacuate quickly, according to the news brought by those merchants, there is a Dali army of 8,000 people who have left Nongdong Mansion the day before yesterday, and the target is likely to be us. ”

Zhao Yang nodded and said, "After the army is sorted out, we will retreat into Xilin Mountain, and there is a temporary walled city built by merchants on the left side of Xilin Mountain where we can rest. ”

Zhao Yannian saw that Zhao Yang was really tired, so he went to help the whole army by himself, and suddenly heard Zhao Yang behind him say: "Don't you ask where Zhao Ti, who is often left by my side, goes?" ”

Zhao Yannian was stunned for a moment, looked back at Zhao Yang and said, "Damn the bird, it will not die for thousands of years." At this time, this is not in line with your identity as the main general, and the general has already written to reprimand you for this mentality, if you can't change it. We're going to die more. ”

Zhao Yang saw that Zhao Yannian was far away, so he put the half-empty skull in his hand on Zhao's broken head and said to Zhao Hao: "Use the fierce fire oil to burn the bones of the brothers who died in battle, we can only take the ashes back, go and prepare, time is running out." ”

Zhao Hao's tears had already washed out two white marks on his black cheeks, which looked extremely ridiculous. But at this time, Zhao Ting and Zhao Zhe were in no mood to laugh at Zhao Hao, and their own appearance was no better.

After the team of 6,000 people gathered, Zhao Hao obviously found that there was a lot less. But the burning heaps of oil have changed from one or two to hundreds......

At this time, when I saw the merchants. Zhao Hao no longer had the intention of looking down on these people, and the other surviving Zhao clansmen did not have this mentality.

The shopkeeper Sun, who was born with a smiling face, had a gloomy face as if he was crying, and he only knew how to hand the empty porcelain jars one by one to the soldiers who collected the ashes.

"Is there any letter I need to bring back?"

Zhao Hao shook his head, now he no longer has the mood to tell his relatives how to fight in Jianchang Mansion, he just took out a piece of jade pendant that was already cracked from his arms and handed it to Shopkeeper Sun and said: "Sue my family, I'm still alive!" ”

Another group of wounded soldiers were taken away by the merchants, but the number of wounded and sick was too much, and a hundred and ten flatbed carts were full of them and babbled east along the road on the side of the mountain.

"Damn, if it weren't for the sake of face, Lao Tzu would want to give himself a knife, so that he could go home." Zhao Ting spit out the blood in his mouth, and said a little distractedly.

Zhao Zhe whispered: "We only have three thousand brothers left, three thousand brothers died in two months, and the three thousand brothers were killed and seriously injured, it stands to reason that the battle damage has been more than half, and they should be evacuated, why is there still no such order issued by the main general?" ”

Zhao Hao said coldly: "The military order we received is to pacify and recover Jianchang Mansion, not to capture Mukui City is considered to be over, if you want to go home, you must kill all the Dali troops entrenched in Jianchang Mansion." ”

"I thought I was dead just now, really, if that Dali skinny monkey's shot hadn't slipped through my waist and ribs, I must have died by this time."

"You'd better think of yourself as a dead man!" Zhao Yang, who was passing by Zhao Zhe's side, said coldly, and when he saw that Zhao Zhe was still in a daze, he said again: "I have already sued you, welcome to hell!" ”

Zhao Hao kept up with Zhao Yang's pace and asked as he walked: "We are not afraid of death." It's just that our gunpowder shells and crossbow arrows now need a lot of replenishment, and if we didn't have these two things, we might really die in Jianchang Mansion with our whole army. ”

Zhao Yang smiled fiercely: "Don't worry, there will be gunpowder bullets, and there will be crossbow arrows." All you have to learn now is how to live, and you don't have to worry about the rest. ”

Zhao Ting leaned over and said: "I know that those merchants are our baggage soldiers, I just want to know where there are at least 8,000 troops in Dashuai, why can't we make up for our battle losses?" The more you fight like this, the fewer people you fight, it's not the norm on the battlefield. ”

Zhao Yang stopped and looked at Zhao Ting coldly and said, "What's your surname?" ”

"The surname is Zhao!"

"What's your last name in this world?"

"The surname is Zhao!"

"Since your surname is Zhao, you are surnamed Zhao in this world. Who do you not expect to fight hard for the country surnamed Zhao? ”

Zhao Ting smiled awkwardly: "I'm not saying I don't want to fight anymore, I'm just thinking that Dashuai still has enough manpower, why don't we use it?" ”

Zhao Yang looked up at the green mountains in the east and said lonely: "Jianchang Mansion has never been a battlefield, this is a huge testing ground, and we are the stubborn iron on this huge testing ground. It needs to be beaten over and over again by the huge hammer of war before it can be used to forge swords, some are scrapped by stubborn iron, some are crippled, and only the stubborn iron that withstands the hammer can finally become the sharpest sword of the Great Song Dynasty.

In this proving ground, Dashuai is just a bystander, just a craftsman who crushes iron ore and trains it into stubborn iron. ”

Zhao Hao took a step forward and said, "Are you saying that we don't have any backup at all?" ”

Zhao Yang smiled: "Naturally, otherwise how can I say that this is hell?" ”

Zhao Zhe and Zhao Ting suddenly felt a chill rising from their tail vertebrae, and they couldn't help but shiver excitedly. The warm sun in the sky doesn't seem to bring a little warmth.

The reason why they have been able to persist until now is that they think that Yun Zheng will not sit idly by, as long as he is really in danger. The marshal will definitely send troops to get himself back from the abyss just like he did in the western Yunnan grassland.

Now I suddenly found that my biggest reliance was gone, and my heart was suddenly empty, and there was no foundation at all.

Zhao Yang smiled at this time, patted Zhao Ting's shoulder and said: "According to my estimate, we should not be able to encounter such a tough battle as attacking Mukui City, and from now on, our combat situation will be guerrilla, and we will fight if we can fight it." If you can't fight, you can leave, and you will never fall in love with war. ”

Zhao Hao smiled bitterly: "We only have three thousand people left." If you don't want to fight like this, you can't do it, and if you continue to fight with the enemy at this time, you are looking for death. ”

Zhao Yang laughed and didn't explain. Striding towards the front of the team, he kept patting the soldiers on the shoulders, encouraging everyone to walk faster, and to rest early when they reached Xilin Mountain, and said that the merchant had left a huge warehouse there, which contained everything, not even wine.

After the battle of life and death, there was a hard march, and now there were less than a hundred animals left in the Divine Guard army, and the remaining animals still needed to carry the parts of the eight-ox crossbow and ballista on their backs, so even the main generals Zhao Yang and Zhao Yannian could only walk, and no one was an exception.

At sunset, the exhausted Divine Guards did not have time to grieve for their dead comrades, they were completely crushed by exhaustion, and after a hurried dinner, almost all of them lay on the bamboo beds in the Xilin Mountain camp in the shortest possible time, snoring like thunder.

Zhao Hao was so tired that he always didn't dare to close his eyes, he always felt that there was an enemy peeping at him not far away, he wanted to shout, wanted to roar, but when he came back to his senses, he covered his mouth tightly, this is the worst situation, as long as he shouts, the most terrible thing like Yingxiao will befall this camp. (A good event for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you!) Pay attention to the ~ point / official account (WeChat add friends - add official account - enter qdread), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now pay attention to the qdread WeChat public account! (To be continued)

PS: Chapter 3.