The sky is gradually getting brighter.

The shouts and killings from up and down Yecheng have been going on for more than three hours.

With the appearance of the morning sun, the sunlight drove away the darkness, and an extremely tragic picture appeared in front of Ma Qiang's eyes.

Countless corpses were densely strewn on a large section of the collapsed ruins, and the blood and flesh turned into dark red flesh under the trampling of countless people, and these flesh mud mixed with the earth and stones, making the entire ruin turn purple and black.

These fleshy mud made the originally pitted ruins mellow, and the corpses spread all the way to the front of the city wall of Wengcheng more than a hundred steps away, I don't know how many.

Looking further on both sides of the ruins, the fighting did not stop because the night disappeared, but intensified.

A team of Yuan troops carried ladders, pushed Lu Gong's chariots and various siege equipment, and rushed towards this gap, like an endless flood.

And if the Yuan army is a flood, then the northern army is like a dam.

The Independent Division and the Ninth Army, with artillery, muskets, bows and crossbows, knives and guns, and grenades, blocked Yuan's army, which had already suffered more than 10,000 casualties, on a battlefield only a few hundred meters wide.

"Since ancient times, Yan Zhao has had many generous and tragic people, and sure enough." Ma Qiang put down the binoculars, and even he, who was accustomed to ancient battlefields and killings, felt a little uncomfortable with this battle.

In this battle, too many people died.

"Ming Gong, there are too many Yuan troops, do you want to send out reserves and change our sergeants to come down and take a rest?" Han Fu came to Ma Qiang and said.

"Okay, let the soldiers eat and rest, come on, go and talk to Wang Junshou, let the Minfu team send breakfast immediately, and then let the reserve team come forward and change the sergeants to come down and repair."

The sergeant went to inform him, and after a while, Ma Qiang also got the baked cakes and a bowl of soy milk and started to eat breakfast.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

Yuan Jun fought all night, and he hasn't made any progress, so he should have no fighting spirit.

Ma Qiang ate and thought about how to defend the city next.

Yuan Shao hadn't eaten at this time, or rather, he couldn't eat.

"Koji! What about your first camp? Why don't you go first? Yuan Shao scolded Lu Yi is scolding, he is now in a hurry, he has been fighting all night, with more than 10,000 casualties, but there is still no breakthrough, and the morale of the sergeants has begun to decline.

The best evidence is that there are hundreds of heads hanging on the high poles, all of which are deserters who have been caught.

Even so, it is not known how many people took advantage of the darkness of the night to become deserters due to last night's chaos.

"The first camp has already lost eighty percent, Ming Gong, leave some seeds for the last general!" Koji Yi gritted his teeth and pleaded, his soldiers and horses were the first to enter the city, and before they saw the enemy, they were shot by a platoon of guns and killed almost a fifth, and then they were bombarded with explosives and covered with bows and arrows, just these two percent, including a large number of wounded soldiers, and there were only less than three hundred people left who really had combat power.

Three thousand changes to three hundred, Koji Yi is indeed distressed and wants to cry.

"I gave most of the firearms of our army to your first camp, shouldn't the general repay him with death?"

Lu Yi raised his head, looked at Yuan Shao who was staring, stopped talking, took off his helmet and put it on the ground, and then said, "Since Ming Gong wants to fight to the death, and the last general is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, take your leave!" ”

Looking at Koji Yi, who still gave himself a face, Yuan Shao was even more annoyed in his heart.

At this time, Fu Zhu stepped forward and said, "Ming Gong, the scouts have reported that a large number of cavalry troops of the Northern Army have appeared in the north, and I am afraid that Ma Qiang's reinforcements are coming." ”

Yuan Shao counted the days, nodded and said, "The battle of Yecheng has been more than half a month, and the northern army will not come to help, but it is not normal, let the Hun cavalry meet it, anyway, they will not be needed in the siege war." ”

After speaking, Yuan Shao pointed to Yecheng and said to Frustration, "Gonghe, Yecheng can't be conquered for a long time, and it will change later, what do you think?" ”

After thinking about it, he said, "Ming Gong, Yecheng soldiers are brave and brave, it is not easy to overcome, and now with the power of gunpowder, the wall of Yecheng has been broken, if we retreat because we are afraid of casualties, then we will never be able to return to Hebei." ”

Yuan Shaoyi grabbed the hand of the frustrated master and sighed, "If everyone is the same as Gonghe, where do I need to worry about Ma Ziyu."

Order, each team takes turns to attack the city and repair, Mr. Fu, you go to the front to supervise, anyone who dares to fight is not moving, arrest me, my Sizhao knife, I haven't seen blood for a long time. ”

"No!"

Yuan Jun, who thought that he could go back to rest after dawn, learned that he would continue to attack the city, and sighed not to mention it, Xian Yufu, who had just stuffed a few mouthfuls of steamed buns, saw that Yuan Jun had finished the whole team and began to rush to the city again, so he angrily threw the steamed buns to the ground, and then reluctantly picked them up and patted them, scolding, "Don't even let people stop eating, let all the departments prepare to kill the enemy!" ”

At this time, Guangzong, the three airships have been prepared, wearing a leather jacket, carrying a parachute Gan Shi looks quite like a later generation of pilots, because of the high altitude wind and low temperature, so all the pilots are dressed very thick.

Gan Shi touched his chin and looked at the huge airship, the yellow-white shell of the airship was already bulging because of the airbag.

"Gan Daochang, what are you looking at?" Yang Wanli asked while holding his face.

"This is the first time I've used an airship, and the god object more than ten feet long is so bare like this, and it's too ugly."

"So what to do? Write a few words? Yang Wanli snorted and drank the noodle soup cleanly, and then asked.

"Makes sense! Quick, go and arrest Zhang Zang's old immortal! ”

Since Zhang Zhen succeeded in editing the dictionary, only Gan Shi, who had infiltrated the Red Star Camp with him back then, dared to call him like this.

It is impossible to catch it, Zhang Zhen came to the test site with his big sleeves, and as soon as he saw the huge airship, his mouth immediately grew and he wanted to try to put his head in it to see.

"Xiao Ming, you see that this artifact is about to take off to the front line to help Ming Gong fight, this is bare, not good-looking, how about you write a few words?"

"I'm Ziming! Don't call the old man Xiao Ming just because the camp owner said a few Xiao Ming jokes! Zhang Zhen took his chin back with his hand, and then shook his head again, "It's so big... It's hard to write. ”

Although there have been written big characters in recent years, such as writing on the flag, at most one word is one or two meters large, which is completely different from more than 30 meters.

"Then write a few more words... I tell you, you write like this! ”

Gan Shi whispered to Zhang Zang, and Zhang Zang listened, his eyes rolling.

"Ahem, I can write, I can't spread the word that these words were written by the old man, the old man is also a Confucian now, this cheek is expensive!"

", who am I? I'm a man who in a thatched house with his face facing outward, am I the kind of person who talks nonsense to the outside world? ”

Zhang Zhen took a serious look at Gan Shi with a righteous expression, thinking back to the bunch of people who were deceived by Gan Shi back then, how did they think he looked like...