Chapter Seventy-Three: The Loyal Soul (1)
"General! Order the withdrawal come! If we narrow the line, we can still try to hold on for a little longer! Seeing that Li Xiaofeng didn't answer, Xie Yan asked earnestly again.
Li Xiaofeng frowned and looked around, and the entire section of the city wall inside their defense was full of wounded soldiers of the Feng family's army who were wounded in battle.
It's not that Li Xiaofeng doesn't want to shrink the defensive line, it's not that he doesn't understand that if he shrinks, he can reduce losses. But if he orders to retreat for a while, then a large number of wounded members of the Feng family army will no longer be protected by them, and at that time, those wounded will completely leak under the weapons of the Qi army. There is no doubt that the Qi army will mercilessly slaughter them.
"No! No refund! If we retreat! So what do they do! Who will protect them! Li Xiaofeng turned his heart sideways, pointed to the wounded all over the ground, and shouted to Xie Yan, and then he pointed to the west and shouted to Xie Yan: "I will allocate fifty more of you!" Be sure to keep it for me! These wounded, I'd rather die in battle than give up any of them!"
As he spoke, Li Xiaofeng shouted to the people around him who could still continue to fight: "Don't forget the military regulations of the Feng family's army!" No matter what the circumstances, as long as you are still a member of the Feng family's army, you can't leave your comrades-in-arms and your brothers and live alone! ”
As soon as Li Xiaofeng's words came out, Xie Yan had nothing to say. Li Xiaofeng is right, no matter under any circumstances, you can't leave your comrades-in-arms, this is the military regulations of the Feng family's army!
"General! I can still fight! At this time, a soldier who was injured in the leg and leaning against the city wall dragged the injured right leg, slowly stood up with a war knife, stared at Li Xiaofeng and said word by word.
"I can do it too! Damn! Not to mention that my arms are injured, even if I don't have an arm, I still have a mouth, even if I bite, I can bite them to death! Kill one is enough, one more earns one! Another wounded soldier with his left arm slowly stood up against the city wall, and slowly raised his sword with his right hand.
"I can do it too! How could I be missing! ”
"General! Rest assured! I fought with them! ”
"Brothers! Even if we die, we can't hold back our comrades! Get up and them! ”
Affected by the atmosphere, slowly, one by one, the wounded soldiers who were lying on the ground with various injuries and leaning against the city wall stood up.
Li Xiaofeng looked at the people who were arrogant and had the heart to fight to the death, and slowly grinned: "Haha! Brothers! Attaboy! Let's fight together to kill all the dogs under the city! ”
After finishing speaking, Li Xiaofeng waved the spear in his hand in front of him and shouted: "Brothers, follow me to kill Qi Dog!" ”
Xie Yan also returned to the battlefield in the west with the fifty people that Li Xiaofeng had just allocated to him to continue fighting. But just as he was about to rush forward when he returned, an unexpected scene happened.
Liang Qing, who was fighting, was overdrawn because of his physical strength, and when he cut down the person in front of him, his mind was dizzy, and he actually fell headlong into the Qi army in front of him.
Of course, the Qi army would not let go of such a good opportunity, seeing that the demon who had killed and injured so many people on his side fell weakly in front of him, the combat effectiveness of the Qi army soldiers suddenly increased dramatically, and they attacked a lot forward.
On the Feng family's army's side, at the same time that Liang Qing fell, the soldiers at the front were also stunned, but because of this short stunned kung fu, Liang Qing's body was greeted several times by the different weapons of the Qi army.
Seeing this, the people of the Feng family army who were fighting at the front were also red-eyed, and they waved their weapons at the Qi army in front of them indiscriminately, and some of the people behind didn't care about continuing to fight, and began to bend down to pull Liang Qing's body.
After a bitter war between the two sides, the Qi army finally did not snatch Liang Qing's body. As for saying that it was a corpse, it was because when everyone pulled Liang Qing back to the rear, Liang Qing had already lost his breath, and on his body, there was hardly a piece of intact skin, and the flesh and blood were blurry...
"Lao Liang!!" Xie Yan looked at Liang Qing's corpse on the ground in front of him, almost unrecognizable to him, Xie Yan opened his scarlet eyes, raised his head and roared towards the sky.
This sound, even Gao Jian and others defending the passage in the southeast corner heard it, and it sounded extremely miserable.
Li Xiaofeng, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, suddenly understood something in his heart after hearing Xie Yan's terrible shout, and couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and the power of swinging the spear in his hand increased a few points.
His eyes erupted with fire, and the angry Xie Yan rushed into the crowd with his sword, squeezed at the front of the crowd, and began to vent the anger in his heart against the Qi army in front of him.
"Whew!" With a bang, a big knife slashed at Xie Yan with the sound of breaking the sky.
Xie Yan glanced at it coldly, quickly moved his left foot to the side, walked steadily, raised his sword, and met him stiffly.
"Scandium!" , followed by a splash of sparks, and "Whoa!" "A bang.
"Dangchang!" After a sound, the war knife in Xie Yan's hand broke into two, and the blade fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
And the blade of the big knife that slashed at Xie Yan was stuck in Xie Yan's left shoulder at this time, and the entire knife surface was embedded in Xie Yan's body.
Xie Yan's originally angry eyes suddenly became a little calm, as if the fighting around him had nothing to do with him at all, he just calmly looked at the owner of the big knife in front of him.
Looking at the outfit, the owner who used the big knife looked like a general of the Qi army, at this time, he was gritting his teeth and trying to pull out the big knife embedded in Xie Yan's body, and after he tried a few times, he found that it was useless.
And when he raised his eyes to look at Xie Yan, he was in despair.
A broken sword was now less than a foot from his heart.
"Poof!" After a sound, the corners of Xie Yan's mouth rose slightly, and he stuck the broken war knife into the heart of the Qi army general in front of him as he wished.
Then, after Xie Yan's last bit of strength was exhausted, his body slowly fell to the side.
"General Xie!!" Seeing that Xie Yan had also followed in Liang Qing's footsteps, everyone in the Feng family army, who was fighting desperately, also struggled even harder.
Xie Yan and Liang Qing, although their positions in the Feng Family Army are not very high, they can only be regarded as middle-level officers at most, not even middle-level and upper-level officers. But it is precisely because of this that they usually have more contact with the grassroots soldiers, and the two of them are not very old, and their character is also quite good, so they usually mix with the grassroots soldiers, and in the entire Feng family army, the reputation is very good.
The reason why they were able to take on such an important task this time was also because the two of them were also a new batch of young generals that Mao Hao fancied, so Lin Feng decided to let the two of them make some contributions in this battle, and then they could promote the two of them.
And most importantly, most of the troops in Shannan Province are on the front line in Dengzhou. On the Fengzhou front, there are only 30,000 Fengjia troops in Shannan Province, and there are not many middle-level officers, especially those who can make Mao Hao look at them, and there are even fewer who name names.
Coincidentally, Xie Yan and Liang Qing were among the few. These things were also said by Mao Hao himself before Lin Feng left Hanzhong, and told Lin Feng that if he had the opportunity, let the two of them exercise more, and they would be able to lead a team alone in the future.
But whether it was Mao Hao, Lin Feng, or Li Xiaofeng, or even the elite of the three thousand Feng family army, none of them expected that this battle would be so tragic in advance.