Maybe the next moment, General Liufa will come with a large number of men and horses. Almost everyone has this thought in their hearts, although some people have begun to doubt and begin to waver in their hearts, but at this moment, they have no choice but to believe in this thought!

On the fourth day, the defenders of Suzaku Street at the South Gate, inspired by Wu Ze, repelled more than ten charges of the Southern Prison Army, and it was not until the afternoon that the Southern Prison Army finally retreated a little.

Suzaku Street, in the Zhang Ye Army, there are no more people who can stand, the Southern Prison Army has just retreated, almost everyone is sitting directly on the ground, whether it is the leader or the soldiers, they are all wheezing in embarrassment, only the medical officers who came up from behind, nervously running back and forth under the wailing and shouting of the wounded soldiers, seizing the rare time to rescue the wounded soldiers.

After four days of fierce fighting, there were originally nearly 80,000 defenders, and there were less than 3,000 left. Wu Ze knew very well in his heart that with the remaining strength in his hands, it was absolutely impossible to hold out until sunset tomorrow, and Zhang Ye's fate gradually walked towards darkness as these soldiers died one by one.

Maybe...... Today, it's those of you who will see the sunset for the last time in your life, and when you wait until the next sunrise, you don't know if you haven't had a chance to see it yet. There were less than 3,000 defenders, all wounded, all exhausted, most of them had not closed their eyes for three days, fatigue, wounded soldiers, hunger and thirst, and the fear of death were tormenting their will. Some soldiers were so tired that they vomited blood, and the archers could no longer hold their bows, and some of the archers had their fingers cut to pieces by the bowstrings, and some couldn't even lift their arms.

Last sunset...... Twilight blood. When the sun set, including them, everyone couldn't help but look to the west, watching the sun slowly set, the afterglow of the remnant sun disappeared into the sky little by little, the day was over, the night was coming, with cold and despair, the smell of rust was particularly pungent near the south gate, they couldn't smell the smell of blood anymore, a heavy rain made Zhang Ye damp and boring, almost washed away the blood in the city.

"General."

A leader limped to Wu Ze's side, the armor on his body was no longer recognizable in its original color, his shoulders were cut open, his flesh was blurred, and only three fingers remained in one hand, wrapped in gauze. This little leader stood beside Wu Ze, and then bent down deeply: "It is my greatest honor to be able to fight side by side with you, even if I die, I can proudly say to others that Lao Tzu followed the general to die in the world!" ”

With the first one, one by one the leaders gathered around Wu Ze, and everyone bowed to Wu Ze, even if they couldn't bend down, they still insisted, Nan Prison, there was never a shortage of real men.

After saluting, the leaders then looked at their commander in silence. Wu Ze took a deep breath, at this time, he felt that he could no longer say any morale-boosting words At this moment, everyone knew that they had really reached the point of exhaustion. At this time, it would be ridiculous to talk about those generous words that boost morale.

"Thank you!" The general also solemnly returned the salute, and then took a deep breath: "I don't have anything else to say...... I'm so proud of you, everyone! You are all real soldiers, heroes! I can't make any other commitments to you, I can only say ...... I will fight with you...... When the last moment comes, I will die with you! ”

No one spoke, everyone looked at Wu Ze quietly, and there was no trace of wavering in everyone's eyes. Wu Ze burst into tears, and then he took a deep breath: "Blow the trumpet!" Blow the horn of victory! Let the general hear us! Let him know that we are still fighting! We will continue to fight! ”

The soldiers who blew the trumpets were already exhausted, but at this moment, under Wu Ze's orders, several small leaders came out of the crowd, took the horns, stood in a row, and blew the horns!

"General, ...... you listen"

On the general's mansion, Luo Xingtian stood on the roof, frowning, and the guards on the side were also waiting anxiously, until the horn sounded, and the guards instantly had a happy expression on their faces.

"Ahem...... Well! ”

Luo Xingtian raised his brows and smiled slightly, he also heard it, there was still a battle at the south gate, Zhang Ye had not yet fallen, Wu Ze deserved to be with him for many years, if it was himself, he might not be able to hold on for so long, and now his body is still very poor, and many wounds have not yet healed, but he can't be so comfortable anymore, he can hear a trace of tragedy from the sound of this horn, Zhang Ye, it is already the end of the strong crossbow, and he can't hold it anymore.

When will Liufa arrive?

Luo Xingtian sighed heavily in his heart, and then strode off the roof again, maybe by tomorrow, this place will be a matter of things.

The night is coming, at the south gate, the bonfire is crackling and burning, the city is wailing, the corpses are all over the field, there are very few soldiers in Zhangye City, they can't hold on, as long as Qin Tianzhao is willing, the next moment, Zhang Ye will definitely change hands.

Wu Ze opened his blood-red eyes, looked at the young and fresh bodies around him, and died silently in his unwillingness, he sighed, quite lonely, nearly 10,000 heroes died here, martyred for the city!

On the blood-colored street, the heavy rain is like a note, this is the first time that Zhang Ye has suffered such a heavy rainstorm, the dense corpses are helplessly drifting with the waves, sometimes disappearing and sometimes sinking, coupled with countless burning rockets, Zhang Ye's army almost made a great wall of flesh and blood for Zhang Ye at the cost of their lives!

"Maybe tonight, it's all over!"

Wu Ze stood on Suzaku Street, his face was as flat as a stone tablet, regardless of the wind and rain, standing there unwaveringly, behind him was the last of Zhang Ye's strength.

"Maybe tonight, it's all over!"

Under the south gate of Zhangye City, Qin Tianzhao played with a wrench in his hand, and looked at the dim oil lamp lightly, the oil lamp was swaying in the wind, the mountain rain was coming, the wind was full of buildings, and the rain was already coming......

The wolf smoke finally rose in Zhangye City, although it was dim, but anyone could smell the battle intent in the air.

In the past few days, the huge Southern Prison Army has divided the brigade into countless squads, and they have been raiding and harassing Suzaku Street day and night. Originally, when Zhang Yejun saw that the Southern Prison Army was coming, he flocked to the front and was on guard, but he couldn't help the Southern Prison Army tossing day and night, and he couldn't stand it in two days, and they were all dragged to the point of yellow and thin muscles, and they were drowsy.

Under the cruel lesson, Wu Ze finally understood the intention of the Southern Prison Army to exhaust the enemy, and immediately divided nearly 10,000 remnants into three squads to take turns guarding them, but this also made a few surprises every day, and he couldn't sleep day and night.

The army is still like this, and the people and magnates in Zhangye City can't stand it even more: Zhangye City has not heard of war for decades, and people are used to being comfortable and happy, and now that the Southern Prison Army is overwhelming, everyone has long been frightened! Hugh said that assisting Sergeant Zhang Ye in resisting was to close the door and stay at home all day long, and he was frightened by the incessant shouts and killings of the Southern Prison Army day and night, and he was so frightened that he couldn't live all day!