Nine hundred and one, the city will be broken

With the casualties of those sword and shield soldiers who were at the forefront, the archers brought by the captain also quickly mobilized, gathered their few arrows, and also began to exert their might.

The sword and shield soldiers took the opportunity to restrain the wounded, and at the same time gave up space for the archers to release their arrows, and for a while, the Wuhuan Xianbei soldiers screamed again and again.

The scene is chaotic, the field of war is constantly expanding, facing a dangerous place, the Xianbei Wuhuan soldiers at this time, if they want to survive, the only way to survive is to distance themselves, and then distance themselves away, away from here!

As a result, those Xianbei Wuhuan people who were still panting for breath retreated in a hurry, embarrassed.

The Xianbei Wuhuan soldiers in the direction of Chengguan were temporarily cleared.

It didn't take long for the horn of Wuhuan Xianbei to sound, and the soldiers at the head of the city began to retreat.

"Kill! The other party wants to withdraw! Kill them all! A hoarse roar sounded, and the young general stepped on the corpse on the ground, facing the other party and counterattacking, his whole body was dyed blood red, and the crazy murderous aura swept around, and the gunshot roared like a fierce ghost, bringing countless unjust souls with his hands.

Enjoying the watering of blood, the howl of despair is so pleasant, the crazy young general's eyes are red, his hair is scattered, and the blood splashed around him carries a faintly visible blood-red murderous aura, like a blood general coming out of the netherworld.

When you enter the battlefield, there is no honor or disgrace, and when you enter the battlefield, there is no hatred, there is only the enemy in front of you, and all you need to have is the belief that you will win!

Death is no stranger at this time, and some people can even find a way to vent themselves on the battlefield, let out an ugly and piercing howl, and rush forward without life while decompressing, slashing and killing all the guys they can slash and kill.

Speaking of which, after experiencing the impact of Fang Cai like a wolf pack, under the trapped beasts, the soldiers of the small city became more courageous, resisting with decisive momentum, even if they died, they had to tear off a piece of flesh and blood, and the misery before death was as prominent as fireworks.

Especially under the slight flutter of the torch, it is intertwined with countless blood lights, forming a tragic and strange atmosphere.

"Poof!" The tip of the spear was pulled from the last Xianbei soldier on the head of the city who had not had time to escape.

The young general smiled, and with the blood on his face, the young general's resolute cheeks added infinite murderous intent, but at this moment, he only felt that his heart was smooth, and he swept away the depression of the past.

Again repelled the enemy army!

He didn't have time to rest for a moment, wiped the blood from his face, and hurried to the bottom where he had almost only one breath left, ready to go to the city gate to take a look.

After all, Bingzhou is an important state capital of the Han Empire in the north, once it is taken, and Bingzhou is far away from the border, the Han court is beyond the reach of the whip, and it cannot be besieged from all sides like other states and counties, laying a solid territory for the Xianbei and Wuhuan armies, and at the same time, it can completely shake the entire Eastern Han regime, not only hitting the arrogance of the Eastern Han regime but also increasing the morale of the Xianbei and Wuhuan armies.

It is impossible for the other party to let them go easily.

The young general's clothes and armor have already been stained with blood red, and the blood beads on his face have not had time to wipe it, which adds a little blood.

Coming down from the city wall, the young general's brows moved slightly, and he vaguely saw a soldier in the back row who looked like a teenager was bowing his head and sobbing secretly, judging by his age, he was probably only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Crying on the battlefield was regarded as a bad omen, and Dubo, who was a military judge advocate general, was immediately furious when he saw this, and slapped the young soldier in the face, angrily reprimanding: "In the middle of the war, you cried without permission and disturbed the hearts of our army, do you know what crime you should be guilty of?" ”

When the young soldier saw the arrival of the commander, he was taken aback, and hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, knelt down, kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, and said in horror: "The villain just misses his mother, begs the general for mercy, begs the general for mercy!" ”

This movement was very large, and it immediately attracted the surrounding county soldiers to compete to watch, and the county soldiers exchanged heads and ears with each other, and the buzzing sound in the formation was loud.

Du Bo, the judge advocate general, was even more angry when he saw this, and was about to have a seizure, but was pulled by the young general.

He knew that most of the county soldiers were honest farmers, and at this time, he was suddenly facing a big battle that could die at any time, and it was inevitable that he would panic and be afraid.

This is human nature, and there is no way to avoid it.

At this time, what they need most is appropriate relief and enlightenment, if they blindly use strong means to suppress, the effect is afraid that it will backfire.

After a little thought, the young general stepped forward to help the young man up, helped him pat off the dust on his body, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled: "But are you homesick?" Actually, it's not just you, but I miss my hometown very much. ”

Ordinary generals maintain their authority in the army, maintain a cold and majestic image in front of soldiers, and will not say words such as "homesickness" under any circumstances.

Therefore, as soon as he said this, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Actually, everyone is afraid of life and death, even me." Xiao will continue.

"However, if you are afraid, then why do you want to join the army and go to this battlefield!"

"That's because we have responsibilities and obligations, it is because we are afraid, we know the horror of death, in order to understand the preciousness of life, we are waiting for our family behind us, if we can do our part for the safety of our family, even if we give up this skin!" After a pause, the young general looked at the soldiers around him and said slowly.

"Besides, even if we really sacrifice, it will be for the Han Dynasty, and we will die a glorious death, and we will die a well-deserved death!" Speaking of the heart, the youngster's eyes are like a torch.

Any military general wants to be famous in the world, and he wants to be famous in history, for a person, the goal pursued in this life is nothing more than fame and fortune.

Most people take these three things very seriously, and it can be said that anyone wants to be famous in history, but the history is only a few pages, and even in the end, it is only a few strokes.

If you want to be famous in history, you must meet the most basic condition, that is, to enter the eyes of the princes, in the eyes of the people of the world, only such a person can be famous in history in the true sense.

If he can hold on to this city, maybe he can also go down in history, right?

There are no undefeated people in this world, only undefeated beliefs.

Wen Hou Lu Fengxian, who is known as the world's first general, has also been defeated many times, don't say that this failure is due to many reasons, this defeat is defeat, no matter how many excuses you can't hide it, the result of your failure.

However, in the eyes of the young general, there is no eternal victory in this world, and there is no forever losing war, when you win, there will be a time of defeat, and when you lose, you are waiting for the opportunity to win.

Thinking about it, the young general at this moment showed a smile, but this smile, because of the blood stained on his face, looked a little hideous in other eyes.

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