1

"Retreat, retreat!" The dawn of September was pulled apart by a burst of shouting.

The roaring golden bells lingered around the scorched battlefield outside the stone city, and the soldiers who were originally looking for the spoils of war abandoned their hands one after another, and struggled to escape for their lives in the ruins of the stone city out of the city.

"Steady, steady!" Zhong Li organized the soldiers in the city under the ruins, and at the same time quickly arranged the soldiers who fled back into a defensive line. Xia Mao was also busy dispatching crossbowmen in the main city and arranging them in place.

As the wind howled, the bows and crossbows of the northern front came in one volley, and the soldiers who had not had time to escape were like live targets. Zhong Li saw it in his eyes but couldn't do anything, if he dared to come to the rescue at this time, he would probably be caught by the light and heavy cavalry that had been arranged. However, after some counting, he did not see Hu Yang come back, and at this time he heard someone shouting outside the city.

"His grandmother's, what kind of sneak attack!"

Zhong Li followed the prestige, and saw that it was Hu Yang lying on the side of the trench, and a bed crossbow with a long arrow on his chest went straight in, nailing him to the ground. From a distance, the light cavalry of the northern front was already pressed from a distance in a white line, and the hoplites in the distance followed behind, ready to enter the battle at any time.

Zhong Li frowned, "Prepare the horse." He said to Qin Lang.

"General?"

"I had to save it. Thou shalt lead all the men to this place, and thou shalt not step out of the city under any circumstances. ”

"......"

"Still don't believe me?" Zhong Li snatched his sword from Qin Lang's hand. "When the cavalry is near, they will not dare to put their bows and crossbows indiscriminately, and I will have a better chance of success when I go out of the city alone. All you have to do is answer here and teach the crossbowmen how to cooperate. ”

"Understood." Qin Lang nodded and hesitated, "This is Chang Xun, General." ”

Seeing the gray-blue shark skin, the scabbard that was three inches longer than usual, Zhong Li remembered that the Yan Wang he used to use had already damaged the blade just now. "It doesn't matter."

As he spoke, the cavalry of the northern front had approached the trench, and Zhong Lifei jumped out of the city on horseback. Seeing that it was Zhong Li riding a black armor to fight, the Northern Front cavalry still rode their horses and whipped straight over.

I saw Zhong Li pull out the dark red back of the knife from the sharkskin scabbard, and the long knife with a light purple cold light blade rushed towards Hu Yang against the trench. A fast horse arrived first, and the gun swept past Zhong Li's helmet. Although his knife was half a short spear, he was swinging it head-on, and he felt that the blade of the knife was cutting against the water, and in the blink of an eye, he cut the men and horses in two. A few more horsemen pierced their spears, and with a swing of his sword, he cut off several of them.

"It's worthy of eating a knife, and your appetite is so good." Feeling like this, the knife swung more and more smoothly in Zhong Li's hand, and in the blink of an eye, he saw that the cavalry who approached the trench first had been cut by him. In addition, there were constantly attacks and crossbows on the wall, and the cavalry of the northern front shook their positions for a while, not knowing whether to rush or retreat. Taking this opportunity, Zhong Li had already flown in front of Hu Yang.

"How's it hurting?" Zhong Lile Ma jumped down.

"General?" Seeing that it was Zhong Li who came to the rescue, Hu Yang was so excited that he coughed again and again, and saw that he was spitting blood and splattering everywhere.

Zhong Li took a closer look at the situation, and the arrows with thick arms pierced through the outside of his left chest, pierced out from behind, and stuck the remaining foot on the slope of the trench, piercing him half-lying to the ground. Although there was not much blood in the four places, it could be seen from the cough that Hu Yang's lungs must be seriously injured. At this time, if you draw the arrow by brute force, you will inevitably have blood gushing in an instant, and you will have to explain before you return to the city.

"Hold on to yourself and bear with it." Zhong Li raised his knife.

Hu Yang held his posture steadily, holding the arrow in front of his chest with both hands, and Zhong Li then stabbed the front and back two times, and neatly split the wooden stick.

"Get on the horse." Zhong Li grabbed Hu Yang, who was almost fallen, with one hand, and squatted down to carry him onto the horse. In this way, the cavalry of the northern front rushed up again, and the infantry behind them also began to press forward.

At this time, I heard someone shouting in front of the formation: "Those who cut the long sword and black armor will be rewarded with a thousand gold, promoted to three levels, and sealed the pavilion marquis." As soon as these words came out, Zhong Li felt as if he was being targeted by a pack of wolves, and his eyes were glowing with green light everywhere.

"Let's go!"

Because the two of them couldn't run out, Zhong Li rode the horse so that Hu Yang was carried back to the city first. The wreckage of the siege tower fell in all directions, and Zhong Li rushed back step by step with the wreckage. The width of the trench was too wide for the cavalry's spears to reach him, and the prancing horse had to fight Zhong Li on his own because the flat slope was only three feet wide. So Zhong Li only needs to dodge the blow of the spear to win with one sword.

He cut the leg of his horse or rode tall and for a time the sides of the trench were in chaos. At this time, Xia Mao ordered a salvo of bows and crossbows, and the cavalry gathered in one place were killed and wounded in an instant. However, before Zhong Li could breathe, the light and heavy infantry had already swept down the trench.

Zhong Li fought alone against the ruins stained black and red by blood and oil, and every step he took had to kill three or five people. Although the Changxun knife is fast, it grows three inches, and the original advantage of fighting on the horse has become a burden at this time, and it feels very inconvenient every time he slashes.

"General!"

Thirty or fifty steps away, Qin Lang leaned out and shouted, although he had a sword in his hand, because of Zhong Li's order, no matter how anxious he was, he couldn't take half a step out of the city. Originally, when the cavalry did not cross the trench, the arrows thrown from the top of the inner city could still be supported, but now the infantry is fighting under the city, because the wall of the city is intermittent, and the bow and crossbow lose the angle of fire.

"Defend the city!" Zhong Li leaned out of the crowd and shouted vigorously, but there were few people in front of the city gate where Qin Lang led the people to guard.

Qin Lang was anxious and saw that there was a rope for lifting heavy objects under the city, so he hurriedly called more than a dozen people to build a human ladder, and he stepped on the human ladder to the top of the city. The earth and rocks at the head of the city had been loosened, and the mound of earth collapsed every few steps. Fortunately, he saw that Zhong Li was under the city, so he hurriedly threw the rope down.

Zhong Li dodged the stab, parried the knife split, turned his hand and slashed several people in front of him with a knife, and then pulled the rope in his hand and circled it a few times. When Qin Lang saw that it was good, he ordered everyone to pull the rope together, and Zhong Li jumped up with the help of his strength, stepping on the city wall and jumping up in three or two steps. Although the bow and crossbow came quickly in the distance, Qin Lang jumped into the city after receiving Zhong Li and the two.

"Is the general okay?"

"No problem." Zhong Li didn't have time to check and rushed to the entrance of the city, and sure enough, when the Beifeng soldiers saw that Zhong Li had escaped, they rushed to the entrance of the city.

"Withstand the impact and we'll win!" Zhong Li held up the bloodied Chang Xun and shouted. The soldiers in the city were all excited to see him returning, and for a moment they rekindled their fighting spirit, and they all geared up to resist the onslaught.

Just as a shiny spear filled the entrance of the city, a black pressed armor filled the gap, and the two sides stared at each other on the foundation of the six-foot-thick wall, the crisp and rapid sound of the golden bell came from a distance. The Beifeng soldiers were all surprised when they heard this, and some didn't even want to pay attention to it, but picked up their spears to win and charge into the city, but they heard someone in the crowd shouting:

"Withdraw!"

Although there was dissatisfaction and helplessness in his voice, his life was still crisp. The spears and shields returned to the defensive formation for a while, and the soldiers in the front row were still looking fiercely at Zhong Li, Qin Lang and the others in the city, but the neat and steady pace was retreating step by step. Zhong Li also did not give the order to pursue, and even stopped the shooting of bows and crossbows in the city. The two armies stared like this, from six feet to one foot, and then gradually became unable to see each other's eyes. In the end, the back row of the Northern Forward Army turned to the front row and ran towards the camp in small steps.

When the figure was far away, Qin Lang breathed a sigh of relief. "How can you say that such an opportunity will be withdrawn? We can't be sure of winning. ”

"Although you and I can't win, he may also lose, I'm afraid this is Beifeng's last family. If a blow doesn't kill you and me, how will he clean up this mess? There is also a Shuoguo army to win, and a defeat is a full loss. He turned around and patted Qin Lang on the shoulder, "For the sake of being handsome, you can't pour the victory or defeat into an unnecessary blow." ”

2

After the dust settled, Zhong Li and others went to the field medical hall to inspect Hu Yang's injuries. As soon as I entered the hospital, I saw the wounded and sick lying on the ground, with only a gap in the middle for one foot to pass through. More than a dozen doctors and assistants ran back and forth, non-stop doing hemostasis and bandaging. But the vast majority of the wounded remain untreated, wailing on the cold ground or leaning against the wall unconscious.

Seeing that some of the wounded were staring, Zhong Li couldn't help but nod to them to show his affirmation of his loyalty. But the more this happened, the more wounded desperately tried to come over, and some of them grabbed the corners of his clothes while they could still move, and he could only patiently comfort him.

"Brothers, we have repelled the last round of attack of the North Front, and the main force of the North Front has been greatly damaged. The victory of this battle to defend the city is inseparable from your bravery. Zhong Li spoke in the crowd and gradually raised his voice, "Now that we are holding on to it, you will have time to recuperate here in peace, and you can eat, drink and rest as much as you want." The city has plenty of food and grass, and if there is a need, just ask me Zhong Li, and I will do my best to fulfill it. Zhong Li also hopes that all of you brothers will recover as soon as possible and fight with me on the battlefield. ”

In the past, after the war, Zhong Li would also comfort the wounded like this, and he would talk a lot more than today. At the moment, he was anxious about Hu Yang's injury, so he simply ended after seeing the satisfaction in everyone's eyes.

When they arrived at the back room of the medical hall, everyone saw Hu Yang lying on top of a large case, and the white cloth sheet on the case had been stained red with blood. Compared to when he was rescued, Hu Yang's condition was even more serious, he was half asleep, and the corners of his mouth kept dripping with diluted blood.

"How's it going?" Zhong Li asked the doctor who was preparing medicine on the side.

The doctor's face was embarrassed, "The lungs are very serious, and the left half of the lungs are afraid that they are already blocked with blood." Now it is necessary to remove the foreign body and then pour out the blood. In just two steps, he could faint from blood loss, not to mention that he could be infected in the future. ”

Hearing Zhong Li's voice, Hu Yang woke up again for a while. "General, ahem......"

"Don't move." Zhong Li hurriedly stepped forward, only to see Hu Yang coughing blood everywhere.

"It's no effort," Hu Yang said with a sigh, "I know the situation." Although the injury here heals two or three times faster, I estimate that it will take two or three months to heal. Not to mention that I suffered myself, but this is also a burden to everyone......"

Zhong Li's hand was slightly held by Hu Yang, and in order not to slip off, he had to hold it harder than usual. He understood what Hu Yang meant, "Serious injuries are better than death" is also a common situation here, after all, lying at home for fifteen days is much more comfortable than suffering here for two or three months, who is not here to kill the decided, the horse leather shroud and the happy rivers and lakes?

"Give me a ride, 'little ghost'."

Zhong Li hadn't heard this title for a long time, this was the nickname given to him by Hu Yang and others when he first cast Shuoguo. Compared to "Flying Snow Blade", several people who often partner with him feel that this nickname is more suitable for him. However, due to his majesty, since he was promoted to the general of Xuanlong, no one will call him in person.

"It's okay, we'll see you over there after I pacify Liaoxi."

Zhong Li prepared the short knife and begged for another bowl of wine. He helped Hu Yang to his feet and brought the wine bowl to his lips. Hu Yang took a big sip so hard that he coughed again after swallowing. Zhong Li took the rest and drank it all, then shook the bowl and drew his knife.

"Let's go."

As the wine bowl burst and the sharp knife didn't enter his chest, Hu raised his eyebrows and collapsed on the long case without frowning. There was silence all around, even the doctors who were used to seeing this way of dealing with it were also stopped by Zhong Li's decisiveness when he laid the knife. However, he knew that being able to kill so quickly was the greatest relief for both of them. He has also seen many situations where the knife is not accurate, the piercing is not in place, and the injured are hesitant and painful. Everyone present also knew that Yuan Qizhi made the death experience very realistic.

"Back to camp." Zhong Li let out a long breath and said.