Xu Shiyang stood at the top of a messy dock wall, looking at Hai Linbao in the air.

The two stubborn guys did not flinch in the slightest, exuding monstrous killing intent all over their bodies.

Both of them saw the same in each other's eyes, the firmest determination: I will kill you!

I'm going to cut off your head!

After a while, several soldiers of the New Army hurried up to the dock wall, and since most of the battlements and overhangs were damaged, some militiamen erected several thick planks on the dock wall to fill up the number.

Several other strong Xuanfeng dragged Xu Shiyang back under the dock wall.

On the other side, several of Hai Linbao's minions and Mou Ke also rushed over and dragged him to the back of the team - the Han people on the other side were powerful, and they had weapons that could hit this side, so it was better to let him go to a safer place.

Hai Linbao unconsciously took a few steps back, and then reacted, violently shaking off all the people who were dragging him.

"Get out! Get out of here! Hai Lin Bao shouted with red eyes: "Call Proudhun back!" Get those dogs back! Let them make the ladder! Get ready to go on the offensive! ”

"Master! Master! Can't fight anymore! A Mouke cried and pounced, hugged Hai Linbao's leg and cried: "We have broken hundreds of people!" Can't fight anymore! ”

Hai Lin Bao didn't say a word, and pulled out his waist knife and slashed at Na Mouke's neck.

A bloody human head rolled to the ground, Hai Lin Bao went up and kicked the human head away, staring at the red bull's eyes and yelling viciously to the surrounding Jurchens and Han Mouke: "Go and call Puruhun back, rest for a day, and prepare a new shield car and ladder!" ”

……

"The Tartars are back!"

Qualitative cheers rang out from the top and bottom of the fort.

Xu Shiyang once again jumped up to the wall and looked out.

Fortunately, the Tartars only retreated temporarily, they only returned to their makeshift camp, and did not leave completely.

As long as the Tartars did not ride on their horses and escaped, reinforcements would still have a chance to come, and Xu Shiyang would still have a chance to annihilate the Tartars.

He stretched out his head to look at the battlefield below, this time the Tartars retreated very calmly, they took all the corpses under the cover of bows and arrows, even if they sent people out now, it is estimated that they will not be able to catch anything.

Xu Shiyang shook his head with a little regret, in fact, he didn't need to put the tartar so far out.

"Get all the officers."

Xu Shiyang ordered:

"I'll arrange the next battle deployment!"

……

The Tartars rested for another day.

Their core strength was insufficient, and the first few battles could be regarded as heavy losses, and after confirming the determination of the defenders, in order to concentrate their forces on a single battle, Hai Linbao did not even do the necessary contact battles.

All the Jurchens were recuperating, and the traitors escorted the remaining slaves to cut down trees and make shield carts and ladders.

Jin Bing's camp was idle, but Xu Shiyang did not dare to take the initiative to attack, although he had the advantage of troops, but the quality of the troops was still far away, and he had little confidence in his plan, and he was very worried about the ambush of the Jurchens.

Therefore, on this day, Xu Shiyang also ordered all troops to take turns to rest. He was waiting for the enemy's upcoming offensive, it would be a full blow from Hai Lin Bao on everything, as long as he could bite them, as soon as Xu Shiliu's reinforcements arrived, he would be able to win a complete victory!

……

"Father! Separate red flares! Xu Shisong stood in the center of the ancestral hall of the Tang Dynasty, jumped to his feet and shouted: "That's the third brother asking us to help!" He's about to win! ”

Two days ago, Xu Shiliu came to the people of Changfang and informed the castle owner of Changfang of the signal that Xu Shiyang had agreed with him, so everyone knew what a separate red signal flare meant.

That means that Xu Shiyang is still in a stalemate with the Tartars, as long as everyone works together and sends troops at this time, the Tartars will be finished!

"Not allowed."

Xu Mujiang sat on the top, lowered his eyes and read a book of poems, as if he didn't feel Xu Shisong's anxious mood at all.

"Father!"

"Do you want to draw a sword at the ancestral hall too?" Xu Mujiang asked coldly.

Hearing this, Xu Shisong immediately wilted: "No, the child doesn't dare." ”

"Big brother, what does that signal mean, it's just a casual nonsense based on the fifth brother's mouth." Xu Shibai smiled and said: "The two of them are brothers, they didn't go to support a few days ago, it's been four days, and now they think of us?" Is he really stupid to be a man in our long house? ”

"Xu Shiyang is also our own brother!" Xu Shisong said viciously.

"It's always a layer apart." Xu Shibai retorted indifferently.

"It's good that they're still holding each other." Xu Mujiang summed up without raising his head: "If Dajin can't break through 15 tuns, then it's naturally easy to say anything." If Daikin can break through 15 tun, it will be nothing, and this year, they should not have the strength to continue the attack. ”

Only the loss of two rooms and one fifteen tun can survive this year, which is of course a good thing for the long house.

Even if Xu Shiyang repels the Tartars, he must have suffered heavy losses, which is also very good for Changfang.

What Xu Mujiang was most afraid of was that the fifteen tuns would resist the attack of the Tartars, and then everyone would rush up and destroy the Tartars.

In this way, Xu Shiyang is equal to fame and fortune, and at that time, the long house will not be able to suppress the second room.

Wouldn't this become a long house to take corn from the fire in the second room?

"Does my father want to sacrifice my third brother?"

Xu Shisong waited for a pair of big eyes and asked stupidly:

"The third brother is also from our family! If he wins, our Xu family wins! Didn't the father want to destroy the tartars? ”

"Big brother." Xu Mujiang replied: "The imperial court has gone to Jiangnan, and you still want to destroy the Tartars?" Even if you kill one Meng'an today, what if you come to two more Meng'an next time? What if there is a strong one? What if Daikin came over and struck with all his might? ”

"If you can't stand it, you can't stand it." The head of the Xu family shook his head: "So don't mess around, follow the destiny of heaven." ”

"Da Zhou is no longer good, the next one to get the destiny of heaven is the Jurchens or the Tatars, we just need to wait and see, and then take refuge in the past."

Xu Shisong looked at his father stupidly, speechless for a while.

"Go back to your own dock fort, don't mess around with Xu Shiyang, he won't end well."

"Since ancient times, fathers have taught their sons to be loyal." Xu Shisong said in a sluggish tone: "I have never heard of teaching my son to be a rebellious ....... ”

"Big brother, what are you talking about!" Xu Mujiang raised his head sharply and glared at his eldest son.

"Father doesn't listen to his son's advice today, if he ...... in the future, his son will only be vegetarian!"

Xu Shisong knelt down in front of his father, knocking his head three times in a row.

In the lobby, under the watchful eyes of all the castle owners of the long house, he said aloud:

"My son wants to be a loyal minister of the Great Zhou!"

"Xu Shisong!" Xu Mujiang slammed up from his chair, trying to grab him.

But Xu Shisong moved faster than his aging father, and after saying his declaration, he had already gotten up and strode out of the ancestral hall.

"My son is going to fight the Tartars!"

Since then, he has never looked back.