Most of the border county soldiers in Youzhou were cultivated in the war, and there was basically no first brother.

However, they have never met the coach who personally covers himself with a quilt, and there is no general who shush the wounded soldiers and ask for warmth, or even arrange for the disabled for the rest of their lives.

At this time, the soldiers of the Han army told each other that they were united, and the morale of the Xianbei people plummeted.

They couldn't help it, the arrows of the Han army were heavy and shot far, even if everyone's accuracy was much worse than that of the Hu people, it still caused a lot of damage to the Murong department.

"Dashuai, it can't go on like this." Xi Zhicai's face was heavy: "The arrows of the Hu people are too light, and the lethality to us is limited." ”

"But our arrows are all in their positions, so what we pick up is their arrows."

"En," Zhao Meng nodded: "Except for the Hu people, most of whom use archery to decide the outcome on the field battlefield, in the end, if you have to rely on the fight of individual soldiers, arrows are just a threat." ”

"That's good, handsome!" Xi Zhicai breathed a sigh of relief: "These Hu people are too stupid, they picked up the arrows that picked us up and shot them back." If they stockpile, it will catch us off guard. ”

"When this rain of arrows is over, almost all the arrows we have shot have been returned by them, and our army can stop shooting. Do you need your family's parts to come up for a while? ”

"Let's allocate some to each place." Zhao Meng sighed: "When the Xianbei people attack with all their might, their death time will come." ”

His hands were clenched tightly, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

Among the soldiers who have died so far, the Zhao family has lost more than a dozen men, each of whom can be named.

It's not that their own troops are not good at combat, and almost all of those brothers died to protect some county soldiers.

The mountain behind the Han army camp is a natural barrier. The cliff on the south side could not be climbed up by the Xianbei people on horseback, and the north side was under the protection of the camp.

"Qu Chang, we've found all the stones." One of the soldiers was steaming all over his body, and several skin peels off his hands, and blood continued to ooze out.

"Brothers, you are tired, and so am I." Qu Chang stretched out his hands, which were covered with blood blisters and blood marks: "The brothers below are desperate, just to buy us time." ”

"The military advisor personally told us, this time, we want to let the Hu people have no return!"

"My own family has not been violated by Hu Gou, it is my home in Liaodong County, and Hu people can't come."

"Your family is in Youbeiping, how many times has it not been ruined by Hu Gou in which year?"

"Qu Chang, you don't have to say it." A tired and panting soldier stood up: "Brothers, no matter how tired we are, at least we don't have to lose our lives." ”

"I, Zhu Da, swear to the sky, if any one is a foreign worker, it is not my brother. Let's go, don't be stunned, go to work. ”

When the shovel was dug into the hard ground, only a white mark would be revealed, and the soldiers holding the shovel had already cracked their skin with their hands because of the continuous digging, revealing a red and miserable mouth.

A few days earlier, everyone also set fire to the ground, and after the big stones on the ground were burned, they poured a few scoops of water, and stones of different sizes were all over the ground, and the way to live was very easy.

After the Xianbei dog arrived, in order to prevent the enemy from discovering the movements of the Han army, several people often used a shovel to pry out the stones that had been buried in the ground earlier.

On the position of the Murong Ministry, the soldiers cheered in unison, and the rain of arrows that they hated was finally gone.

On the city wall, you can occasionally see the helmets of the Han soldiers, it turns out that their arrows have been shot, how can it not be happy?

"Father, it seems that the Han people have no arrows." Murong Hurt's words couldn't stop being excited.

"Arrows tend to be dull after a few shots," Murong Huai was quite happy in his heart despite the lack of a smile on his face: "Even if the Han army recovers, it won't be of much use, unless the blacksmith returns to the furnace, it will always take time." ”

He paused: "Bragging, this time we will finish our work in one battle, so that the Han people are exhausted." ”

"When the Han army can't hold on, it's when our tribe wins."

"Woooooo More than a dozen horns blew at the same time, and although the sound was low, it also resounded throughout the area.

"Wow!" This time, even the reserve troops of the Xianbei people were gearing up: "Brothers, kill all the Han dogs, pull out their armor, and find a few more women when you go back." ”

"You still don't believe that you are stupid, you killed all the Han army, do you think the leader will let us withdraw our troops?"

"You're saying we're going to keep going south? Oh, great, it's been a long time since I've been to the grass valley, and the Han girls are cool. ”

The Xianbei people didn't need any formation, anyway, the traps of the Han army no longer posed a threat now, and they rushed towards the city wall, almost 40,000 people, and it seemed that they couldn't see the edge at a glance.

Xi Zhi realized that the real battle only began now. After all, it was the first time he had seen such a big battle, and his heart was pounding uncontrollably.

Zhao Meng was also very flustered, so he simply went to the watchtower and stood there.

Although the Xianbei people are excited, they are not fools, for fear that the Han people will have another rain of arrows, then it will be a lot of fun.

It's a pity that I'm afraid of what will come, so Xi Zhi let people really move out the more than 20,000 brand-new arrow clusters in stock.

I saw Zhao Meng personally holding the order flag, and saw that the Xianbei people were almost approaching the Han army camp, and pressed down suddenly.

The drums suddenly sounded, as if beating on everyone's heart. The feelings of the two sides are different, the Xianbei people are panicking, and the Han army is happy.

"Shoot!" The Zhao family in each area commanded in an orderly manner: "Shoot all the arrows in your hand!" ”

"Daddy, cunning Han people, we've been tricked!" Murong was in a panic and saw that those braggart guards were all looking at his father.

"Go on!" The corners of Murong Huai's eyes twitched, and he flashed fiercely: "The battle of trapped beasts, spread the word, this is the last arrow rain of the Han people, they are finished." ”

In the tribe, Murong Huai is a god, leading everyone to victory after victory, and now the subordinates have such a great reputation and territory.

Everyone believed in his words. The Xianbei man in front fell, and the people behind simply held his corpse and rushed forward regardless of his body.

Although the people who are currently dead are all Hu people, Zhao Meng is also frightened when he is on the watchtower.

It is no wonder that the Han army and the Hu people fought against each other, and each time it ended in the defeat of the Han army. With this kind of subordinates who are not afraid of death, even if the overall number of the Hu people is not as good as that of the Han people, it is reasonable to win.

Finally, the Han army no longer had any arrows in their hands.

Those Murong soldiers who were approaching slowly felt it immediately.

Is this the Han people's arrows shot out? They couldn't believe it, and they dared to move a few steps ahead.

"Brothers, the Han people don't have arrows, so they will die now." Xianbei happily pulled out the knife beside him: "Kill!" ”

The Hu people rushed to the wall again, and suddenly they were all on the wall.

The battle entered the final high and tide. (To be continued.) )