Garrisoned on the southern wall was the 2nd Brigade of the Red Army, and the brigade commander's name was Wen Xiyang. www.biquge.info Although he is young and has a white face like a gentleman, he has the same black belly as Haji in his heart, and he belongs to the kind of character whose appearance contrasts with his heart.

When the Nolan army attacked the city, he stayed behind like Haji to defend the city, and after the Nolan army broke the city, he was captured and sold to the slave traders.

But fate is always so bad, at this moment, Wen Xiyang was not only not tortured by the slave owner, but stood on the ruins of the south gate of the ice city, holding a rag in his left hand to wipe the blood stains on his stomach, but his right hand was holding an axe, and the liquid flowing in the axe ditch was so scarlet, always reminding him that the war was not over.

"It's not okay to go on like this, the first wave of the offensive almost broke the city wall, and then there will be the second, third, and fourth waves of offsets, and people like me will definitely not be able to hold it." Wen Xiyang wiped his armor stomach while looking at the fleeing Nolan soldiers on the other side of the moat.

He knew that there were many more Nolan soldiers on the other side of the smoke, and he was afraid that the second wave of the offensive would soon come.

"These recruits are useless bastards! If you put a cannon and blow it up, and throw a piece of wood and throw yourself under the city wall, it's really blessed by God that my side has not been breached. Wen Xiyang spat and scolded his subordinates in his heart.

But if he heard this, maybe he would have to vomit out a few pots of blood.

The first siege force of 20,000 troops, with an average of 5,000 men on each wall, used cannons, ladders, siege towers, trebuchets and other siege equipment, and spent four or five hours without breaking through the city walls.

Many people think that Bais's retreat was due to the sudden terrifying flaming tornado, but a natural phenomenon can frighten Bais, who is standing at the pinnacle of power?

Obviously, that was impossible, and the reason why he withdrew was because the loss of soldiers was too serious. Although the overall military quality of the Red Army is more than one grade lower than that of the Nolan Army, the momentum of being fearless of death is not comparable to that of the Nolan Army. Like the Ringing Horse Army, the Red Army had no way to retreat, and if they didn't fight desperately, they could only wait for death to come and kill them.

The most important point is that the Nolan soldiers of the first wave of siege troops have a mentality, that is, those who run in front are cannon fodder, and those who run behind can pick up a life as long as they wait for the sound of gold. As for the next siege, it will have to wait for the other two siege troops to arrive at them, and maybe the ice city has already been broken by then.

Although they were not the troops who broke the city, they were also able to get a lot of rewards for their meritorious work in besieging the city, enough to buy one or two sex. The slave was brought home and humiliated.

It was precisely because the first wave of siege troops attacked the ice city with such a mentality that the Red Army, which was hastily preparing for the battle, was able to retreat. But there are also some Nolan soldiers who go for military merit, and they work particularly hard when attacking the city, which also causes the Red Army to pay an extremely huge price in the battle, but since then the war, the Red Army will also leave an indelible trace in the melodious history.

"Brigade commander, the division commander is here!" The grizzled soldier climbed the ruins of the South Gate and reported to Wen Xiyang.

"Just in time, I just wanted to ask him for a group of people." Wen Xiyang threw down the rag, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a cavalry team not far away coming towards him, and the silver-armored knight who led the team was his division commander.

"Minister of Culture and Tourism, report the casualties to me!" Before the Jingling people arrived, the voice reached Wen Xiyang's ears first, which showed that his mood was also very anxious.

"Report to the division commander, most of the casualties of our brigade are there, and there are less than a thousand people who can still fight now!" As soon as Wen Xiyang's words fell, Jing Ling also came to him.

At this moment, the south city wall is full of corpses, and the wounded with missing arms and legs are struggling on the pile of corpses, and Jing Ling even found that there are many corpses of Nolan soldiers on the city road, thinking that the south city wall has also been captured by Nolan soldiers once before, and then was beaten back by the red soldiers.

Jing Ling said heavily: "How long will it take you to settle the wounded and clear the battlefield?" ”

Wen Xiyang thought for a moment and said, "I have to get it for an hour." He said this with a bit of conscience, and a discerning person knew at a glance that it was definitely a big project to clean up the corpses and the wailing wounded all over the place.

Jing Ling said: "I'll try to buy you time, if you have any other requirements, just say it now." ”

"Commander...... Can you add another 500 people to the 2nd Brigade? Wen Xiyang said with some hesitation, he also knew that the battle just now was extremely fierce, and he was afraid that the losses of the rest of the brigade would be as tragic as the second brigade.

Jing Ling also felt that a big stone was hanging in his heart, the enemy's artillery fire was too fierce, and the four brigades under the command of the Red Army had suffered heavy losses, and the replenishment of troops was really a big problem.

Those yellow people who can fight with knives have long been brought in to defend the city, and most of the people in the city who support the Red Army at this moment are helpless women and children, as for those white people, as long as they do not rebel against the Red Army, they have to burn high incense.

Although he knew that the situation was not optimistic, Jing Ling still tried his best to maintain a calm expression, and after he turned over and dismounted, he put his hand on Wen Xiyang's shoulder and said, "I will find a way to replenish the soldiers of your second brigade, and until then, I will hold on no matter what." ”

Wen Xiyang put his right fist on his chest and shouted: "The last person who dies in the battle must defend the ice city and defend the honor of the Red Army to the death!" ”

The loud roar touched the hearts of everyone present, and in an instant, louder oaths resounded over the south city wall, and with the flowing wind all the way to all corners of the ice city, shouts continued to join in. From the uneven beginning to the roar in unison, the murderous aura of the Jin Ge Iron Horse rendered the entire battlefield, and the enemies outside the city were all terrified when they heard the deafening roar......

"The last person killed in the battle must defend the ice city and defend the honor of the Red Army to the death!" Jing Ling also felt his blood boiling at the moment, he felt a lot more relieved after he yelled a few words, and the stuffiness that had been pressing on his heart no longer appeared.

But the war was tight, and he couldn't stay long, so he said to Wen Xiyang: "Minister of Culture and Tourism, I'm going to inspect the rest of the brigades, and I'll leave it to you here." After Jing Ling finished speaking, he whipped towards the western city wall, Wen Xiyang looked at his not too tall but unusually tall back, and the admiration in his eyes became more and more intense.

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Jing Ling soon led the guards to the west city wall, and those red soldiers who were shouting an oath saw the division commander coming, and they all closed their mouths, and their eyes were projected on Jing Ling's body.

"Where is the commander of the 3rd brigade!?" Jing Ling glanced at the red soldiers, and there was a hint of murder in their eyes, the war had transformed these surviving red soldiers into real warriors.

"Commander, I'm here!"

Jing Ling turned around when he heard this, and a black shadow instantly rushed towards him, and then hugged him fiercely.

"Lin Yan, discipline must be emphasized in the army!" Although Jing Ling was scolding, the brotherhood in his eyes could not be concealed, watching the division commander and the brigade commander hugging each other, and the red soldiers on the side also laughed, the atmosphere began to become warm at this moment.

Lin Yan let go of Jing Ling, if it weren't for those familiar black eyes, Jing Ling would definitely not recognize the black charcoal face in front of him as Lin Yan. He was stunned for a minute, and after confirming that the person in front of him was indeed Lin Yan, he suddenly said in a speechless manner: "Who caught you digging coal in the black mine?" ”

Everyone laughed even more when they heard this, but the red soldiers who were carrying the corpses suddenly cried when they saw their dead comrades. Jing Ling looked at the red soldiers who were hiding their faces and crying bitterly and shook his head and sighed, he teased Lin Yan just hoping to ease the solemn atmosphere, so that the red soldiers who had been tense could breathe a sigh of relief, but the sad mood has always existed, and it only takes a little crying to feel it.

Jing Ling took a deep breath and shouted: "The war launched for any reason is cruel, the dead comrades can no longer be resurrected, what we have to do is to repel the enemy and live their share!" ”

"The division commander is right, kill the Nolans and avenge them!" Lin Yan also echoed.

As soon as the words fell, a fighting sound suddenly sounded in the direction of Dongcheng, and everyone was shocked, the Nolan army attacked so quickly!?

The situation did not allow anyone to think too much, but Jing Ling ordered a guard to inspect the northern city with his password, and then jumped on his horse and headed towards the eastern city at full speed......