It was finally getting dark, and the remnant sun shone on the walls of the fort, where the corpses were piled up and stained with blood, and the blood pooled with blood flowed down the grooves and dripped down the soil under the city, and gradually fell to the bodies of the soldiers of the Han and Hungarian sides under the city walls. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The people were busy moving the corpses of the dead Han soldiers, they were so careful that they were afraid of insulting the remains of the soldiers who defended their homeland, and they hated the invaders so much that they threw the dead Hun corpses off the city wall with disdain.

The contorted faces of each other are saying that they are fighting to the death, whether defending or invading.

The people wasted their strength to open the palms of the weapons and put the weapons on the side, including the iron swords and spears of the Han army, the scimitars and axes of the Huns, whether it was the crossbow machine of the Han army or the Xiongnu cow tendon bow, the Han army's three-dimensional horn arrows inserted in the human body, and the wolf tooth arrows of the Huns, these things will become very precious in the next few days, and the Han army defending the fort needs to rely on these instruments to persevere.

Until it was completely dark, one group after another of the soldiers began their guard again, and they stood on the city wall and looked at the Hun barracks from afar, their resolute faces looking extremely solemn in the light of torches. Waiting for the guards to enter their respective positions, the torches were thrown out and landed far outside the city, and no fire was allowed on the city wall, but the torches outside the city wall were to prevent the Huns from sneaking up on the dark attack.

After that, ......, the people who had not rested for a moment began their work again, and one by one the logs and stones were carried up the city wall and piled up into a mountain.

After a hard day's fighting, the soldiers no longer had the same ease as when they first arrived, that is, today, some of them were killed in battle, and among the dead may be their fathers or sons. Many people cling to the bits and pieces of worthless things and hold them on their chests as priceless treasures, which may be extremely clean or stained with blood, and the meaning left on them cannot be seen with their eyes, but can only be felt with their hearts, which is family affection and missing.

Nomads always look down on the cowardice of the farming people, believing that the farming people will only guard the land under their feet, like a flock of sheep who only see the grass in front of them and refuse to move. The Xiongnu will never understand that it is precisely because of the Han people's attachment and deep love for their homeland that they fought to the death.

Death in battle is glorious for the steppe people, the Huns who are accustomed to the law of the weak and the strong have been pursuing the pleasure of violence all their lives, killing and being killed for the steppe people, especially the Huns, that is the glory given to them by the Kunlun God, the glory of the dead, the plundering of the living, this is the truth recognized by the Huns.

It cannot be ignored that as long as you are human, you will always miss something......

The medical craftsman had already cleaned Lin Bin's wound, it was a very simple procedure, just wipe the blood stains from the wound with a rag with water, and then bandage it briefly with a coarse cloth. Lin Bin, who was in a trance, also forgot how he returned to the cantonment house, and how he removed the bandaged wound and disinfected it again, and replaced it with a bandage for the paratroopers of the Republic.

His eyes didn't even look at the wounds on his body, he just stared blankly at the grass couch where the war dead under his command had been lying, and he stroked the messy thin blanket, as if he could feel the body temperature that was still left on it, but it was not there at all.

War is watching one familiar or stranger person die in front of his eyes, the only thing he regrets is that he didn't see how Dou Shiyan and Lu Wu Zuomu died in battle, and he can't even remember a lot of things that happened when he got along with Dou Shiyan and Lu Wu Zuomu. only vaguely remembers that Dou Shiyan is a big old man and treats people sincerely; Lugo Zuomu is a quiet guy who does things directly.

Today, Lin Bin lost seven comrades-in-arms who had lived together, familiar or unfamiliar, who fought for one belief - to defend their homeland!

Gongsun Hong walked in, he opened his mouth to say something but didn't say anything, he was also covered in wounds, and blood was astringent on the coarse cloth of the wound. He sat silently next to Lin Bin, he was an ambitious person, but the premise that ambition could be realized was that he could live.

Lin Bin found out about Gongsun Hong's arrival, and he didn't speak, but reached out to unwrap the very unprofessional coarse cloth on Gongsun Hong's body. Gongsun Hong didn't cry out for pain, to be honest, he came to Lin Bin for the wound, he was more willing to accept Lin Bin's medical treatment than the medical skills of the medical craftsman, at least the clean and white bandage seemed to be more able to comfort the soul of a wounded soldier.

"Dou Shiyan and Lu Wu Zuomu are dead." Lin Bin's tone was very gloomy, he tore off the bandages and tied the two rope ends firmly, "I didn't find their bodies, maybe they fell off the city wall." ”

Gongsun Hong looked at Lin Bin's eyes, and what he saw was a pair of deep and invisible eyes, with a fire burning in them, as if they were about to devour anyone. He hesitated for a moment, twisted his injured right arm, and noticed that the pain had decreased, "What is that can of iron lumps?" The water inside is cold and very comfortable to spray. ”

Lin Bin asked, "Did you see how Dou Shiyan and Lu Wu Zuomu died in battle?" ”

Gongsun Hong frowned, as if he was very reluctant to say the answer, and kept swaying it. He seemed to admire Gongsun Xi very much, and he talked about Gongsun Xi's command, and talked about taking off his clothes and armor to boost the morale of the Han army, and he unconsciously raised his voice.

"I have the same surname as Gongsun Junhou," he said playfully, "As long as I have time, I will also become famous, you have to help me!" ”

Lin Bin looked at Gongsun Hong silently, still disliking the gloom in his eyes as always, as if everything he did was paving the way for the future. It's not that Lin Bin doesn't know what Gongsun Hong is preparing during this time, it's just that Lin Bin doesn't want to interfere, Lin Bin doesn't care how he uses his name to build momentum in front of others, and he doesn't care that Gongsun Hong told Han Zhu that it was Lin Bin's decision when he asked Han Zhu to promote him to the rank of captain.

Gongsun Hong was very patient, he quietly waited for Lin Bin to make a promise, from everything that happened before, Gongsun Hong learned a fact, that is, Lin Bin cared about his promise very much, otherwise he would not have carried two burdens in the case of more hope of escaping alone.

Lin Bin packed up the medical supplies that did not belong to this era, and then stood up, he glanced at Gongsun Hong and turned to leave......

"Wait a minute!" Gongsun Hong smiled bitterly, "I didn't want to tell you so early......"

Lin Bin looked at him quietly, and his originally irritable heart began to be hooked out of anger.

"Lu Wu Zuomu and Dou Shiyan are not dead, they are in the wounded barracks." Gongsun Hong raised his hand to stop Lin Bin from speaking, looking at Lin Bin with a surprised and excited face, he was even more sure that Lin Bin was a stupid and righteous martial artist. He continued: "Dou Shiyan was seriously injured and carried down by Minyu, you can't go to him at this time. Luwu Zuomu was wounded by an arrow in order to block an arrow for you, and he is still asleep, and you can't go to him. ”

Lin Bin's lifeless face finally became energetic, and he was impatient, "Where are they?" Are you all good!? That's great! I ......, ha, hahaha! I'm so glad those two guys didn't die! ”

"Calm down, calm down....... I have something important to tell you! Gongsun Hong also showed a happy expression, "Lord Junhou wants to see you!" He said that most of the people in Shri were not dead, but were only injured and carried down, and said with an expectant expression.

Lin Bin was overjoyed, but it was definitely not because of the special summons of the military waiter, but because most of his comrades-in-arms were still alive.

He really didn't understand the laws of cold weapon warfare, in fact, there were very few soldiers who died directly in battle, most of them were only seriously wounded, and they died without timely and good medical treatment on the battlefield, and no more than four out of ten soldiers were really killed directly on the spot.

"I know! I know what you mean, wait...... I'm in a mess right now, but it's a mess! Great, really good, none of them died, and I'm still worried about how to explain to Lingzi how her two uncles died in battle. Lin Bin has been ravaging his hair with both hands, and he has a posture of not ravaging the Mediterranean Sea without giving up, "Okay! You go with me to see the soldiers, and take me to find Dou Shiyan and Lu Wu Zuomu later! ”

He turned out the disinfectants and bandages hidden under the straw couch again, and as he spoke, he pulled Gongsun Hong out, but when he got outside, he froze and asked, "Where can I find the military candidate?" ”

The disdain in Gongsun Hong's heart was strong again: he was really a fool......