When Zhou Bin woke up, the sky was already bright, he got up with a bone, called his own soldiers, and assisted in putting on the armor, last night he slept in his clothes, as long as the armor was draped on his body piece by piece.

Walking out of the camp tent, an oncoming morning breeze gently soothed his face, Zhou Bin suddenly perked up, and subconsciously stroked the armor on his head, a new day began, and the battle would be more intense.

The vast majority of the soldiers have not yet gotten up, it is quiet outside, if there is no war, it is quiet and peaceful at the moment, but unfortunately, the Mongols will definitely not let people stop, before the battle begins, both sides are gathering strength.

Zhou Bin didn't let the trumpeters blow the trumpet, there is no need to exercise today, there will be a fierce battle in a while, let the soldiers rest well, it is best to sleep until they wake up naturally, and there is another point, the big war is imminent, he does not want to create a tense atmosphere among the soldiers, before the battle, the soldiers should definitely be relaxed.

When he came to the head of the northern city, the soldiers on duty kowtowed one after another, "My lord! ”

"Get up, no need to be polite," Zhou Bin waved his hand, "Is there any movement from the Mongols on the other side?" ”

"Lord Hui, not for the time being, these Mongolian dog thieves should not have woken up yet, just sleep to death!"

Zhou Bin smiled slightly, feeling that the soldier's idea was good, but to achieve this goal, he also needed the swords and guns of the Xining Army.

He raised his eyes to look at the big tent of the Mongols, and in the green valley, the morning mist was kind, and the milky white yurt was faint, although it was only about a mile away, but it was hazy.

However, there were no soldiers moving outside the yurt, not even the soldiers on duty, maybe they were hiding in some invisible area, maybe there were no soldiers on duty at all, and they dared to tie the yurt so close, obviously not taking the Xining army in the city into account.

Since the Mongols had not yet gotten up, they should not attack the city for a while, so Zhou Bin took his own soldiers to the head of the east city again before returning to the barracks.

Soldiers got up one after another, they yawned, while scooping cold water to wash their faces, the barracks began a day of noise, looking at their relaxed appearance, Zhou Bin finally breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that yesterday's casualties did not leave a lingering shadow in the hearts of the soldiers.

Breakfast was white flour steamed buns and pickles, and each soldier also had a small bowl of mutton soup, which was a unique benefit during the war.

Zhou Bin reorganized the soldiers, except for the reserve of two small flags in his hand, the remaining eighteen small flags were compressed into twelve small flags because of the serious lack of formation, just sealing the twelve attack points at the north and east city heads, but in this way, there was no reserve at the head of the city, and once the Mongols broke through a certain attack point, it was entirely possible to defeat the defenders.

He remembered a story that Li Zicheng had already told him.

Li Ling, the grandson of the Han general and Fei general Li Guang, with 5,000 infantry and chariots, went on an expedition to the Xiongnu in Mobei, and met 30,000 cavalry of the Xiongnu in Junji Mountain.

However, Junji Mountain was already the range of activity of the Huns, and their cavalry gathered more and more, and finally Shan Yu himself dispatched 80,000 cavalry to surround Li Ling's army, but he was never able to approach Li Ling's chariot.

At the cost of more than 10,000 casualties, the Xiongnu cavalry trapped Li Lingbu in the valley of Nanshan, and under the condition of the traitor's informant, they fired arrows at the soldiers of Li Lingbu from the top of the mountain, causing heavy casualties to Li Lingbu.

When Li Ling broke through to the south, he had no choice but to divide the soldiers into three groups: three wounded on his body, sitting in a car; Two wounded, driving; A wounded, fighting.

Although Li Ling was eventually defeated and captured, his idea of temporarily arming the wounded soldiers inspired Zhou Bin.

In accordance with this line of thought, he examined the remaining wounded soldiers, and those who were really wounded and could not fight continued to stay in the barracks to rest and recuperate, while the lightly wounded soldiers, limited to being able to run and move their hands and feet, turned the wounded soldiers into two small flags, ready to be used as the last reserve.

Zhou Bin believed that once the situation was critical and even the wounded soldiers participated in the battle, morale would inevitably be boosted, and on the battlefield, although morale could not be touched or seen, it played a very important role in the victory or defeat of the war, especially when both sides were exhausted.

The soldiers did not rest long before there was movement on the city - the Mongols began to attack the city.

As Zhou Bin expected, today's battle was really hard, the Mongols under the cover of bows and arrows, quickly arrived at the city wall, and immediately launched a fierce attack, twelve attack points, the leading Mongol soldiers were desperate to rush forward.

Unlike yesterday, they no longer aim to kill and injure the Xining soldiers, but to climb the battlements, and as long as the soldiers of the Xining army retreat slightly, they will no longer chase and kill, but see the opportunity to jump up the battlements.

Zhou Bin, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, soon discovered the intentions of the Mongols, and in order to boost morale, he personally went to the head of the city, shuttled between attack points, recorded the exploits of the soldiers, and even helped carry the seriously injured soldiers down the city.

Although the morale of the soldiers in Xining was high, and even the small flag officer and the chief flag officer personally participated in the battle, there were still several attack points that were in danger, and Zhou Bin was so anxious that he almost let go of the reserves in his hand, but fortunately, in the end, the soldiers stubbornly resisted, confined the battlefield to the battlement, and the two sides fought across the battlement.

There is a city wall to block, this kind of fight can not be done at will, as long as the soldiers on both sides control the battlement, they can limit the advance of the other party, this is mainly the Xining soldiers, the Mongols do not need to do this, the Xining soldiers do not dare to go out of the city at all, if they really want to go out of the city, the best place should be the city gate.

In this kind of high-intensity battle, the soldiers suffered great casualties, Zhou Bin did not count completely, in the battle for nearly an hour, at least 30 brothers were killed, and almost all the soldiers who participated in the battle were wounded.

He frowned, what's wrong with the Mongols, such a lifeless attack, aren't they afraid of casualties? Or did the Mongols come for reinforcements?

Zhou Bin asked his soldiers to go to the battlements to check, and the soldiers immediately reported that there were no Mongolian reinforcements outside the city, and on each battlement, there were only a few Mongolian soldiers taking turns attacking the city.

This result made Zhou Bin feel a little relieved, but he was still secretly surprised, if the battle was maintained at this intensity, even if all the soldiers were gone, I am afraid it would not last until it was dark.

What to do?

Zhou Bin thought about it for a while, or decided to leave the reserves for the time being, the more difficult the battle, the more you have to leave the reserves to the end, once all the reserves are released, it is the last fight, if the reinforcements can't arrive in time, or the Mongols suddenly increase their troops, it will be the city broken.

Turning his gaze to the battlement in front, he was surprised to find that the intensity of the Mongol attack had dropped significantly, and in this battlement, a Mongol soldier repeatedly attacked almost a cup of tea, but it was not replaced.

"Damn, the Mongols are nothing more than that, let's see how long you can run rampant!" Zhou Bin smiled coldly, and his face suddenly relaxed, but before the battle ended, he definitely didn't dare to take it lightly, it would be nice if there were reinforcements, he looked forward to it, and muttered silently in his heart: "Will Lord Qianhu really send reinforcements?" ”

The battle fell into a stalemate again, but the intensity dropped a lot, and the Mongols no longer blindly wanted to cling to the head of the city as they did at the beginning, but fought a war of attrition with the Xining army at the head of the city.

This is exactly what Zhou Bin wants to see the most, this kind of war of attrition, the Xining army not only occupies the advantage in numbers (there is no statistics now, I don't know whether the number will continue to be superior), but also occupies the geographical advantage, narrowing the gap between the combat effectiveness of the two sides to a minimum.

However, seeing the brothers killed and wounded one by one, and even fell to the head of the city and never stood up again, Zhou Bin's heart was really not happy, why did these bandit-like Mongols always invade the Han land? The Han people farm their own land to earn money, what is in their way?

There is no answer to this kind of question, at least not now.

Due to their own way of life and predatory nature, the invasion and plundering of the farming peoples by the nomads are taken for granted in their eyes, and they are called "grass valleys", and the agricultural areas are their favorites in terms of population and property.

If the farming people have few people and few people, they will not only lose the country, but even face the risk of extinction, and if there is no suitable farming people nearby, the target of the grass valley is the weak nomads or tribes.

"Uh......h Pharyngeal ......"

Suddenly there was a horn outside the city, and Zhou Bin was stunned, could it be that the Mongols were going to withdraw their troops?

"My lord, no, this is not a withdrawal, but an order to attack!"

"Huh?" Zhou Bin was shocked, could it be that the Mongols wanted to strengthen their attack? He looked up at the day, there was still about an hour before noon, "This is the last attack of the Mongols, as long as they resist it, they will withdraw their troops, compared to us, they can't afford it!" ”

"My lord, what now?"

"Inform a reserve team and be ready to make up for it!" Seeing the soldiers fall in front of the battlements one by one, Zhou Bin's heart became heavy, if he had evacuated Triangle City last night, these brothers would not have to sacrifice.

"My lord, the battlement in front of you can't stand it!"

Zhou Bin was shocked, and temporarily gave up other ideas, on the third battlement in front, there was only one soldier left, the soldier's face was covered with blood, and he didn't know if it was his own, or the Mongol, looking at the staggering pace, obviously not lightly injured, it seemed that the candle fluttering in the wind and rain could be completely extinguished at any time.

"Half a small flag, go up!"

He couldn't put all the soldiers on top, otherwise, if there was a problem with any battlement, he would wait for the city to be destroyed.

However, the other battlements didn't last long, but after a cup of tea, all the reserves in his hands were released, including two improvised wounded soldier flags.

There were only two personal soldiers left by Zhou Bin's side, he touched the handle of the knife on his waist, and then there was a danger at the battlement, and only he was on it.

"Da Da Da ......"

There was a faint sound of horses' hooves in the east, and Zhou Bin's heart throbbed, could it be that the reinforcements had arrived? He jerked his head to see a troop of cavalry in the distance, hurrying towards Triangle City.

Coming from the east, it was naturally the Xining army, Zhou Bin was overjoyed, his eyes were almost fixed on this cavalry, it was too slow, how could these cavalry be slower than the infantry? He wished he had two wings and drove the cavalry over quickly.

It's closer, it's getting closer.

Under the banner of the word "Li", the bright light armor reflects a dazzling light.

Zhou Bin suddenly shouted, "Reinforcements, our reinforcements have arrived, Lord Qianhu has arrived, brothers, kill, kill the robbers!" Before he could finish speaking, he had already pulled out his waist knife and rushed to the nearest battlement.