"Poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a spring boudoir dream."

At the head of Liaoyang City, Wang Xiao looked at it and thought of this poem in his heart.

A few days ago, he couldn't care about anything else, but in the past two days in Liaoyang City, he had a little time to think about some things that he didn't.

Before the people in the city could all drive out, the Qing army had already rushed back, and they were in a hurry not to attack the city, but to surround Liaoyang City, and troops were sent over every day.

The more than 20,000 Chu troops in Liaoyang City seem to have become turtles in the urn.

There are still 40,000 people left in the city, and under the drive of the Chu army, the houses are demolished every day, and something is being built, and the whole city is full of clanging sounds.

The rain was still falling, and the laborers who were soaked in the rain looked extremely miserable.

The torment of war is much more than physical wounds, driving tens of thousands of people like dogs and sheep. Looking at their appearance, it was also a huge psychological torture for Wang Xiao.

He didn't understand why anyone could get post-war psychological syndrome, and even thought that fighting a war was a cool thing. Now I feel like I'm getting sick.

Rise and fall through the ages, and the people suffer. It is only now that he understands how bitter this 'suffering' is.

He could only tell himself that his heart had to be a little harder, harder......

"Master Hou, if we don't break through, we won't be able to escape, there will be more and more slave soldiers." Qin Shanqu ran over and said.

Wang Xiao glanced sideways at the Qing army on the outskirts of the city, and said lightly: "Don't worry, you can run away." ”

Qin Shanqu scratched his head, he was now very convinced of Wang Xiao.

- Except for this Hou Ye, who can take himself to smash the Shengjing of Jiannu to pieces?

But Qin Shanqu still smiled and said a little embarrassedly: "That's good, that's good." Hou Ye Hugh blames me for being too talkative, because the soldiers all want to ask...... When are we going to raid the walled city of Jiannu again? ”

Wang Xiao turned his head sideways, and his eyes shone with some threat.

Qin Shanqu was stunned in his heart, and said abruptly: "The big guy has been guarding Jinzhou for so many years, and he is tired of guarding the city...... What's that...... After running for so long, after arriving in Liaoyang City, he was a little idle...... There are still a lot of walled cities in Jiannu, and we haven't been there......"

"It's not that they're afraid of idleness, but they want to burn, kill, and plunder again, right?"

"Nope!" Qin Shanqu subconsciously shouted, hugged his fists and said, "Who dares not to listen to Master Hou now?" Hou Ye pointed out where we will fight! ”

Wang Xiao ignored him and turned his head to look into the city.

The soldiers of the Chu army were still waving their whips, driving the laborers one after another.

The joy, wealth, and power brought by the victory seemed to have plunged these Chu troops into a kind of frenzy.

They have become masters in Fuling, Shengjing, and Liaoyang, and the victor is in control of everything else, which makes them very confident in the war and more hopeful.

From a terrified dog, to now extremely aggressive. They are also becoming more and more similar to the state of the Qing army.

The winner is stronger, and the loser is weaker.

Because victory can mask all problems, and defeat will magnify everything.

And what they are worried about, Wang Xiao knows very well.

It's just that I'm afraid that Wang Xiao has nothing to do now, so he can only defend Liaoyang City, so it's better to do a few more waves before he dies.

As long as they smell the smell of defeat, the morale of the army will be faintly shaken......

As for their desires, Wang Xiao is also clear.

At first, they will want to loot, but then, they will feel the power in Liaoyang City. This sense of power will drive them to want to keep fighting, keep fighting.

This is the old path of the Qing army, and the Qing army is enjoying the fruits of war in such victories one after another, and the fighting spirit is becoming more and more vigorous and stronger.

Since ancient times, almost all strong armies have been tempered in this way, and no army has been able to maintain strict military discipline in enemy territory before this.

Soldiers, murder weapons.

But Wang Xiao knew that there was a stronger army.

- If you make it back alive this time, I might be able to try to make you stronger......

Thinking of this, Wang Xiao turned his head and looked at Qin Shanqu.

"Tell the soldiers that we will not be defeated, and we will defeat the Jiannu here and continue to turn them upside down."

Qin Shanqu straightened up and shouted: "The last general understands!" Dream Literature Network

He retreated, and after a while, a huge cheer suddenly sounded in Liaoyang City.

"Swear to follow Lord Hou to the death! Hit Jiannu hard! ”

Although there were only more than 20,000 people on their side, the Qing army outside the city was already several times larger. But after the battle of Shengjing City, no one doubted Wang Xiao's promise.

As long as they knew that they were not trapped in the city, their confidence and combat power were rekindled.

At this moment, the sense of personality cult of this Guanning Iron Cavalry for Huaiyuanhou was pushed to a peak......

Wang Xiao stood on the head of the city, listening to the cheers of the city, he spread his palms and looked at it.

The cult of personality may not be able to control hundreds of thousands of troops, but it is more than enough to grasp more than 20,000 people.

- Soldier's murder weapon, I hold this murder weapon, come on!

……

"Kill!"

In the afternoon, the Qing army launched another tentative offensive.

The Eight Banners Army did not dispatch, but drove the Baoyi to attack the city.

It was not easy to attack the city on a rainy day, and the Chu army held the head of the city and repelled this wave of attacks with brazen momentum.

The boulders on the top of the city fell, and the mullions swept fiercely, reaping the lives of countless coats.

The lords of both sides have their own plans, but they only put these lowly people out first, and test each other's calculations with their lives.

The battle lasted until evening, and the flesh and bones of the city piled up, and the rain washed away......

"They're waiting for reinforcements." Lin Shaoyuan glanced at the corpses under the city and said, "Jiannu is not in a hurry to attack the city, but just let these coats consume our strength...... The last general judged that the slave chieftain had sent troops back to help, and this was to besiege us. ”

"I'm waiting for their reinforcements, too." Wang Xiao replied casually.

He looked at the Qing army camp outside the city, silently estimated for a while, and then said, "It looks like 50,000 people are here, right?" Not enough ......"

With that, he turned and went down to the city.

Lin Shaoyuan looked at his back, his eyes were a little hot.

- 50,000 enemies are not enough, this is a madman...... Or Hades?

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Jingle bell.

The entire Liaoyang City was filled with this kind of banging sound.

Wang Xiao rode his horse across the long street, only to see the Han Palace in the distance collapse suddenly.

With a loud "boom", the smoke and dust were knocked down in the heavy rain, and countless laborers were driven by the Chu army to go into the ruins of the Han Palace, picking up wood......

"Fuck you, don't try to be lazy." Someone on the side of the street shouted.

Wang Xiao looked at it and saw a Chu army whipping a teenager.

The young man was the same age as Wang Xiao, his body was ragged, covered in blood, and his appearance was miserable.

"Master, let me go......"

The young man cried, and when he turned his head and saw Wang Xiao, his gray pupils lit up, and he wanted to crawl this way, crying in his mouth, "I'm sick...... I really can't do it anymore...... Please......"

"I still want to be lazy." Chu Jun whipped down again.

Wang Xiao looked at the hands that were stretched out to him with difficulty on the wet ground, and it was false to say that there was no compassion in his heart.

The world where everyone once lived decently was shattered by the touch of these weak hands.

He opened his mouth, but he just said coldly: "If you want to live, keep working." ”

With that, he drove his horse on, and there were several screams behind him.

The horse's hooves stepped on the ground of Liaoyang City, and under the hooves were the blood and tears of countless people, but Wang Xiao was only repeating it in his heart.

"Ci is not in charge of the army...... Ci does not command the army......"