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In the fifteenth year of the Marquis of Jin, at the end of May in the summer season, at dusk, the day was in Liusu.

The young and promising Zhiyao stood on the chariot, his face was angular and his eyes were sharp, giving people an aggressive momentum. He was squinting at the moment as he watched the defense of the small city of "Taigu", his fingers constantly rubbing the smooth jade hilt.

The war had been fought for a year and two months, and compared to Zhao Wuxian's rapid advance east of Taihang and Qilu, the Jin army, which was actually a coalition of Zhi, Wei and Fan, and the remnants of the Bank of China, was making slow progress. The difficulty of coordinating with the large number of forces is an important reason, especially the Wei clan, whose relationship with the Zhi clan is temporary cooperation rather than subordination.

Therefore, it took a whole year for his grandfather Zhibo to finally clear the stronghold of the Zhao and Han clans west of Taihang, and under the attack of Zhiyao and Shi Kun, two good soldiers, the weak Han soldiers collapsed like chickens and dogs. Pingyang was breached, Louxian Dou Yuan surrendered, and then Tongyu and Shangdang, one city after another returned to the rule of the Marquis of Jin.

Now there are only two thorns left in Jinyang and the eldest son, one north and one south, as long as they are removed, the Zhi clan can take a breath - they don't know about the big battle by the Wenshui yet, they only know that Zhao Wuxian was attracted by the Qi people, and this time he went east, he was afraid that it would take half a year to turn back.

After the fall of the Han Shangdang, Zhi Yao and Shi Kun led the army to besiege Changzi County, while Zhi Yao led the clan soldiers to pursue the remnants of Han Hu, trying to prevent them from escaping into Yiguan.

However, at the end of a Tu road thirty miles away from the road, the pursuing soldiers were blocked, this is a small city called "Taigu", the original population may be less than 100 households, according to the news, the Han people here have fled, this place should have become an empty city.

Unexpectedly, when the striker arrived, he found that the flag was fluttering at the head of the city and the drums were deafening. After a few tentative attempts by the forwards, the counterattack was fierce, and it was the second day, and they still failed to make it into the city.

"How many defenders are there?" Zhiyao asked with a frown after arriving.

"I don't know the details, it should be less than a thousand ......"

Zhiyao was angry, as far as he could see, Taigu was a small city, with a circumference of no more than half a mile, the wall was two zhang high, and the female wall was at most three zhang. In many places, it is so thin that no amount of wood or earth can hide its fragility. Zhiyao has been in charge of the army for many years, and he knows that it is very easy for this kind of Xiaoyi to defend Rong Di flowing in the mountains, but in the face of the attack of the army, it seems a little insufficient, how can there be a reason that three thousand forwards have not broken through for a day?

"Gentleman, do you want to continue the siege?" Behind him is the warrior Yu Rang that Zhiyao won in the First Battle of Revenge, tall and full of strength, no matter which siege the city, he is the first to ascend.

Zhi Yao looked thoughtfully and looked at the sky, the sun had already hidden in the thick clouds, and the layers of dark clouds pressed towards the small city like stones, as if they could destroy it at any time.

He glanced at the town again with deep contempt, "Attack, take this town before sunset!" ”

Yu Rang got the order, turned his head, and shouted: "Drums!" ”

The banner flew and the besieging troops began to move forward......

……

"Another group of enemy troops has arrived under the city."

At the head of the city, looking at the increasing number of enemy camps outside the city, Wu Jing's heart tightened.

He is already thirty years old, and he has been with the general for eight years, and no one in the military ranks dares to say that he is older than him, except for Mu Xia, Yu Xi and a few others.

But his experience is very tortuous, bearing the title of betrayer, taking the military to conquer Jinlu, fighting in all directions, passing by the hook of the commander countless times, and sitting in the position of the commander with his accumulated military merits. This also makes his young face more impatient and sad, much older than his actual age, and likes to think about some long-term and profound things.

The Han clan lost too suddenly, and the enemy's strength blocked their way back to their eldest son. Han Hu and Le Fuli could only evacuate to Yiguan with thousands of remnants, but Zhiyao's army had been chasing at the end of the line, and the Wu Jing Department behind the palace had no time to escape, so they simply settled in Taigu Town to hide, and by the way, they could also buy time for Han Hu.

Although Han Hu's words before parting were still floating in his ears: "The commander sees the opportunity to act, don't be reluctant!" But Wu Jing lowered his head and smiled bitterly, acting when he saw the opportunity? They are on the enemy's path, and even if they succeed in breaking through, they will not be able to run. And if they can't resist the pace of the enemy, what if the Han clan is too slow and is caught up?

He can still see the general trend clearly, when he joined the party, the Han family was already angry with the Zhao family, and pulled him many times to ask why General Zhao didn't come to save Han, but went to a foreign country to fight with the Qi people?

Wu Jing couldn't explain to them that Jinyang was contained by the generations, Handan was restrained by the Chen family and the Bank of China, and the old ministers of the Fan family in Hanoi were ready to move, and the Zhao family could not draw troops to support the Western Front at all, or rather, the old lord and the gentleman had already finalized their bottom line: Jinyang and Taihang were not lost to the east, and this strategy was to exchange space for time.

The Han clan happened to be the object of sacrifice, and this war would do more harm than good to them. Judging from the current situation, if Han Hu is captured or dies, the alliance between the Han clan and the Zhao clan will come to an end. If even the Yiguan is hastily lost, the Zhao clan will be in danger. He didn't know how the general was fighting in the east, anyway, to the west of Taihang, the situation was not good, very bad.

In short, there is no other way to hold off the enemy army, the longer it drags on, the better, I hope to drag it until the general returns, and it is also an explanation to Han...... This was not Wu Jing's responsibility, but he took it on his shoulder.

It's just that I'm a little sorry for my soldiers......

Seeing that the enemy's fresh army was arriving, he swept his gaze over the soldiers on the towers to see if they wavered. Most of them were the subordinates brought by Wu Jing, and a small part were the apprentices of the Han clan, initially there were eight hundred, and after resisting the enemy attack for a day yesterday, only seven hundred remained.

"The enemy army is attacking the city again!" At this moment, I don't know who shouted, and the Zhao Han soldiers on the city wall flocked to the edge of the city wall almost at the same time as they heard the warning, and Wu Jing couldn't help but gasp.

But on the north, east, and west sides of the city wall, the black-pressed enemy troops scattered and rushed towards the small city, and there seemed to be as many as 10,000 people. Colorful battle flags fluttered in the wind, the swords and halberds of contradictions were dazzling, a group of soldiers marched neatly, and a long queue of chariots lined up to press the formation, under the command of the military officials, the soldiers carried ladders, carried longbows, and stepped on uneven steps, and walked towards them.

The thin walls seemed to tremble as so many people approached, and with it a low, long rumble, the drums of the enemy's war. The low and rhythmic voice made the already cloudy heaven and earth become solemn, and a murderous aura made the recruits who had not experienced many battlefields shiver, and some of them even had difficulty breathing.

On the city wall, the soldiers suppressed the fear in their chests, and they were at a loss, and everyone involuntarily stretched out their tongues and licked their lips to soothe their emotions, and seven hundred heartbeats were beating nervously with the pace of the enemy's advance.

"I don't know how long we can hold on......

After a short period of confusion and vulnerability, Wu Jing raised his head and looked at the big banner in the city, which was about two feet high, not towering into the clouds, but it was the spiritual pillar that he had persevered in until now. The flag on a white background is embroidered with the pattern of the scorching sun, and it flies in the wind, as if it is really like a bird that wants to take off!

Just looking at this flag, Wu Jing felt that his heart was full of pride, and his whole body was full of inexhaustible strength, he was a minister of the Zhao family, and today's battle was not for the Han family, but for the gentleman's kindness.

He couldn't help but think of the sword on his shoulder seven years ago, and from that night on, his life was the Zhao gentleman's. The punishment and forgiveness he received that night seemed to give him infinite strength, and he was moved to fight for the general and die without regrets!

He stood up first, raised his arms and shouted Long live Zhao, then drew his long sword and pointed it at the enemy who was overwhelming the city.

For some reason, Wu Jing, who has always been calm, shouted out the words that his sworn rival Tian Ben liked to roar during the war.

"Wu Jing, die here!"

(To be continued.) )