In the field, it was early spring, and I couldn't sleep well at all. (Marshmallow offers Txt free download)

Hazy, I don't know how long it took, but a burst of energetic drums woke Tang Wenxing up. Before he could open his eyes, he was grabbed by the officer: "Wake up, wake up, prepare to fight!" ”

Tang Wenxing stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Strange to say, the injuries on his body seem to be healed, and he has strength. But the wounds are all painful, and compared to yesterday's numbness, they are unusually clear and palpable, and they are also unbearable.

In front, the soldiers had already begun to form a group, with a team of 100 people, and drove towards the city of Sizhou one after another

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Different from the wind and rain in Chuzhou, the weather in Sizhou is good, and it is a sunny day.

The cold wind has stopped, and there is a faint green on the horizon.cc[Marshmallow]

The city of Sizhou in the distance was still smoking, but the sound of the artillery had stopped, and I don't know if the ammunition had been exhausted or the cannon had been damaged. As an officer of the former Nanjing Army, Tang Wenxing had no confidence in the ordnance made by the Imperial Ministry of Industry.

It is estimated that the cannon has been blown up due to quality reasons and improper operation.

Without artillery, can Sizhou hold it?

In the distance, after a day of war, Sizhou seemed very small. In fact, there are less than 100,000 people in the city of Sizhou, and the city is two miles long from east to west. This made Tang Wenxing, who was born in Nanjing City, a generation of heroes, very disapproving.

He also didn't think that this small city would be able to hold up under the full force of the thieves.

Tang Wenxing didn't know that in real history, Sizhou only defended for one day before it was broken by Gao Yingxiang.

The combat effectiveness of the guard army of Dahewei is really poor.

After getting the money and food population in the city, Gao Yingxiang's troops finally got rid of hunger, went north along the Yellow River, passed through Xuzhou, and met Liu Zeqing, the general soldier of Shandong who guarded all the Yellow River crossings in Shoushan, and had no choice but to turn back to Fengyang. As a result, when he encountered the Liaodong Army Ancestor Dale Department, he had no choice but to go to Kaifeng, and was defeated by Chen Yongfu. In the end, it fell into the hands of Sun Chuanting and Hong Chengchou in the purging and was escorted to Beijing, where he was tortured to death.

In the city, the banner of the Ming army hung weakly, and in the smoke, there were countless black figures running around, as if they were busy with something.

The attire of those people was also varied, ranging from soldiers in armor to ordinary people.

Just as Gao Yingxiang's thief said, there are only three or five thousand guards in Sizhou City, how can this little man and horse be defended. It is estimated that the governor of Sizhou has already requisitioned the people in the city, but how can the untrained people be the opponents of the thieves, even if the thieves are low, but they have all seen blood!

It is estimated that in just one day, the city will fall

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Thinking of what Gao Yingxiang overheard yesterday and what the dry rooster and Yidougu Huanglong said, Tang Wenxing's heart sank. Could it be that the thief army escaped from the Tianxiong Army's net, not to mention the destruction of the city of Sizhou, and I don't know how many people will die in the war.

As the vanguard of the thief army and the commander of the first wave of siege troops, the Yellow Dragon of Yidou Valley had already stood on the watchtower early, and a banner of breaking characters was hunting behind him.

Under the watchtower are countless old and weak thieves, escorted by strong soldiers, carrying hoes and shovels to dig under the city and build fortifications.

Everywhere there was the sound of a soldier's whip hitting a human body, and the old and weak who had been hungry for days did not even have the strength to scream. Some people had just dug a few hoes of soil, and then tilted their heads and carried them into the pit. But everyone else was numbly busy, but no one would reach out and pull him up.

In front, someone set up a few cauldrons, the porridge in it was steaming, and the heavy aroma of food made the saliva in the mouth can't help but secrete a large amount, and the stomach contracts violently.

In an instant, Tang Wenxing found that the eyes of the soldiers around him were all glowing green at the same time.

As for the auxiliaries and civilians who dug in the earth, their eyes were full of longing, but more of them were despair.

The army has run out of food, and the only bit of food in the Huanglong Department was taken out by Gao Yingxiang from between the teeth of the descendants of the army last night, and it was used to replenish the strength of the siege soldiers of the Huanglong Department, and the people did not have a share.

"It's good to starve all these thieves to death." Tang Wenxing couldn't help but smile maliciously.

But a trace of pity and happiness flashed in his heart, although he was injured to the bone, but after all, he grew up in the Xinguo Mansion when he was a child, and he had no missing meals, and he was tall. In the battle of the thief army, he really stood out from the crowd, so he was selected into the main army.

Otherwise, after being hungry for a few days, with serious injuries on his body, if he is sent to dig the soil, he is afraid that he will not be able to support it anymore and fill in the ravine.

Looking at the tower, the birdman of Huanglong looked down at the soldiers who were preparing to attack the city below, and shouted: "Dog, are you hungry and want to eat?" Okay, grandpa will let you eat today. Wait a minute, each of you can get a bowl, and when you are full, you will all rush to the city for Lao Tzu. ”

A thief who looked like an officer stood in front of the rice pot, scooped a scoop of porridge, and shouted: "Line up, don't rob, everyone has a share."

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The soldiers who were preparing to attack the city lined up and walked up to the officers one by one, stretched their necks and snorted to suck the rice from the bowl, then walked over and picked up their weapons, and shouted: "Eat the severed head meal, don't be a starving ghost!" ”

The rice pot is vigorous, and the weapons have been piled up like a hill, all of which are quite sophisticated, and there are dozens of iron armors among them. For this attack, for this battle of Surabaya, the camp took out all the blood.

"Eat his mother, drink his mother, and in the next life, there will be a king!"

"Brother, I'll go first, brother, we'll see you in the next life."

Everyone knows that as the soldiers of the first wave of the city, there is basically no possibility of survival.

The entire Huanglong Department was filled with a sense of frustration from top to bottom, Tang Wenxing saw a burst of joy in his heart, smiled coldly, stepped forward and drank the porridge in one gulp, and picked a steel knife in the pile of weapons, with a wooden shield that could not be more simple. He was just about to lift the iron armor, but the person behind him pushed him and scolded: "You are a fucking tuberculosis ghost, and you are also worthy of wearing armor, get out!" ”

Tang Wenxing was furious in his heart, but he was powerless to resist, so he had to step aside silently.

After eating, and taking weapons, everyone sat on the ground and waited silently.

Time passed little by little, and the sun had risen high, and the sun was warm enough to make people want to doze off. By noon, the people had dug a thousand holes outside the city of Sizhou, and there were trenches crisscrossing it everywhere.

The excavated earth passed through the hands of the auxiliaries and the people, and the bags were transported forward, and by noon, the moat outside Sizhou had been filled with several wide passages.

However, the defenders of the city kept shooting down arrows, and the people screamed and died on the ground one by one, and there was confusion several times. However, every time at this time, Huang Long would lead the Governor team to come forward and slash and kill, and they were particularly ruthless in killing their own people.

The cannons in the city had not gone off for a day and a night, and the arrows shot down were very sparse.

By noon, fierce war drums sounded among the Huanglong tribe that broke into the camp, and the time for the attack had arrived.

All the soldiers of the Huanglong Tribes shouted at the same time, and from this shout, Tang Wenxing heard madness and despair.

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