A long horn sounded in the Xia army's large array, which was a signal to retreat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The soldiers of the Xia Army, who were still struggling to climb the vertical ladder, were stunned, looked back at the sky, and then looked up at the blood-stained city wall, a little distracted.

They fought for so long, killing and wounding countless brothers, but they still did not take down a wall that was only five or six hundred paces long.

They may think in their hearts that they are just a little bit, they are almost going to make it. But the order was like a mountain, and they had to retreat.

For sieges, the fall of night is the greatest enemy, which means that if you continue to attack, it will become more difficult and will pay a greater price.

He wanted to make a contribution, and he wanted to get everything that the minister promised him and his family from Liang Yikui, but he didn't want all the elites he had trained in the past ten years to fall under Qingping Pass.

Yelituri mobilized 10,000 elite Jingsai troops to attack Qingping Pass today, but unfortunately even after more than two hours of fierce attack, it was not captured.

He realized that he was indeed underestimating the enemy, and he could never imagine why the Song army, which was so weak and incompetent more than ten years ago, and the Song army, who was usually cowering and timid as a mouse, suddenly became so brave and fearless today.

He originally thought that in half an hour, his elite Jingsai army would be able to capture Qingping Pass. As long as the Qingping Pass is lost, the passes behind are no longer a problem, and the timid and frightened Song army will run all the way until they escape from Tongyuan County and escape from Huanzhou.

At this time, he should sit in Tongyuan County, indulge his soldiers to plunder, and enjoy the fruits of victory.

and Yang Huairen, the marquis of the Song Dynasty who assassinated Liang Yitan, should kneel in front of him and beg him to let him live.

But all this was just his fantasy and didn't happen.

Ye Lituli hated itchy, he hated that the elite Jingsai army, which he was so proud of, was defeated by the weak and incompetent Song army, and he also hated why he despised the Song army of the Tongyuan army.

Maybe when he set out, he set aside more time to build a batch of siege vehicles, or catapults, and Qingping Pass would not be so difficult to capture.

But now it's too late to regret it, he is so happy, he underestimated the Song army guarding the city, and in a hurry in order to fight for merit in front of Liang Yikui, he brought out 20,000 Xia troops, and the result is that today is a day, more than 5,000 party elites will always leave their lives under Qingping Pass......

Yang Huairen thought that the victorious Song Army would wave the flag loudly and cheer for victory like in the movie, but the facts once again proved that a real war is not as nonsense as it is in film and television dramas.

Looking at the back of the Xia army's retreat, the soldiers defending the city did not cheer, because they no longer had any strength to cheer, the only thing they could do was to sit down, or lie down directly, and let their bodies and minds get a moment of respite.

Close your eyes, not to think about what happened just now is so profound, to stay in your memory forever, to boast to your children and grandchildren or the new soldiers in the future, but to hope that none of this has happened, and that all this will never happen again in the future!

It was getting dark, and the distant starry sky was so beautiful, and every star looked like a child who had just opened its sleepy eyes.

After a moment of calm, the soldiers began to collect the bodies of their comrades, and I don't know who held a bloody corpse and let out a wail, and the terrible and hoarse roar turned into an aurora, which crossed the river valley and pierced the night sky.

The soldiers who heard this roar were all moved, and one after another, they let out a miserable cry as if they had exhausted their lives.

Yang Huairen didn't know what was wrong, and two lines of hot tears flowed from his face.

This is war.

The victory was only temporary, and perhaps tomorrow, the Tanguts would launch an even more fierce attack.

My comrade-in-arms has fallen, and perhaps tomorrow, I will also fall in the same place, and I will never see this beautiful night sky again.

So they roared, so they struggled and dragged their scarred bodies, picked up the corpse of a comrade-in-arms, and wanted to carry them off the city wall, dig a grave for them with their own hands, and let them rest in peace, so they used the last strength of their lives to pray to God, and in the other world where the comrades-in-arms went, there was no war.

Huang Dayin and Huang Dutou, who was still heroic during the day, are now hiding in the corner and sobbing, although his brother Huang Dajin survived, he was cut off by Xia Jun and could no longer walk.

And Huang Dayin received an order, he also had to lead the people brought by Yang Huairen to guard the city, and there was no way to visit his brother.

Brother Hei Niu seemed to be able to feel his sadness, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to squat down and hold Huang Dutou's head on his chest.

This time, more than 70 people who followed Yang Huairen to the pass were injured and five died. Whether it was the internal guards or the ten men of the Qinglian Gang brought by Lan Ruoxin, with their strong physique, among all the people defending the city, they had the fewest casualties, and there were not many serious injuries.

Among the four sacrificed internal guards, Yang Huairen recognized their appearances, but he couldn't call out their names, so in his heart, there was another layer of inexplicable sadness.

Yang Huairen fantasized that if they didn't follow him to Huanzhou and didn't follow him to the city wall, maybe they wouldn't die.

But there are never so many ifs and posses in the world.

They had just gotten married, and they hadn't enjoyed the happiness and warmth of the family for a few days, and their fate was explained to Qingping Pass under this beautiful starry sky, which made Yang Huairen feel that the beauty of this night seemed to have become a little pale.

Xuan Shen was busy directing Minzhuang to carry the wounded soldiers down the wall, leaving some gold sore medicine for Yang Huairen and them, sighed, and left without saying a word.

Xiao Qi shouted to collect the corpses of the four warriors who died in the internal guards, tore off their clothes, tried to wipe their blood-stained faces over and over again, and then dipped his fingers in his own spit, helped them tidy up their eyebrows, and finally covered their faces with a white cloth that had lost their luster of life.

Brother Tianba and Ke Xiaochuan were on the left and right, holding Lan Ruoxin in their arms, looking up at the starry sky blankly, remembering the excitement in their hearts when they just stood on the city wall, how ignorant and ridiculous they seemed now.

Lan Ruoxin was lying in a man's arms for the first time, and her mood was excited and complicated.

She felt that after she and Yang Huairen went through all this, he could hold herself in his arms so naturally, that is, he had accepted her in his heart.

But in such an atmosphere, he may not think of any children's affection, looking at the tears on his face, you can guess what kind of sadness he has in his heart.

At this moment, she listened to his heartbeat and accompanied him to feel this inexpressible sadness.