Chapter 182: Bloody Battle (3)

"Mr. Wei, the city wall in the north lacks defense, and I can't stand it!" Cheng Chumo appeared in front of Wei Hong covered in blood, panting while reporting the battle situation.

Wei Hong retreated to a safe position, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked, "How many people are there in the north?" ”

Cheng Chu said without thinking: "There are also six hundred heavy infantry and two hundred ordinary guards!" ”

Hearing this number, Wei Hong scolded in his heart. There were nearly 5,000 men on the wall, and the north and south parts were evenly divided, with two thousand and a half on one side. There are still about 1,300 people left on his side, plus the 800 people on Cheng Chumo's side, there are still 2,100 people left, and more than half of them have been lost in just one and a half hours. The Turkic army was still attacking the city walls, and whether it could hold the remaining hour had become an intractable problem. After a short period of thought, Wei Hongyan said: "The city gate is the top priority, and none of the soldiers there can be mobilized!" The offensive in the north is fierce, my side is a little easier, you can transfer four hundred men from my side! You must remember to me, hold on hard for an hour at all costs, and buy time for Hu Guogong's main army! ”

"Yes!" Cheng Chumo was ordered to take 400 people to the north to increase the number of troops.

In fact, the south side is not much lighter than the north side, but with Wei Hong's constant command here, it is more convenient to deal with it. At the moment, the sudden loss of 400 troops, the 1,300 people plummeted to 800, and the pressure was instantly presented. It was barely able to hold on, but now it is beginning to be defeated. The more this happens, the more the defeat intensifies. The heavy infantry with strong combat effectiveness began to be kicked to the ground by the enemy, and if they couldn't cut the armor, they would directly prick their eyes and poke their armpits, in short, the Turkic soldiers could kill the heavy infantry by all means. The three thousand jade dragon guards lost more than half, and Wei Hong's distressed liver was trembling.

The disadvantage was already very obvious, and just when Wei Hong was racking his brains to think of countermeasures, suddenly two Turkic soldiers broke through the encirclement and appeared in front of Wei Hong. The two big knives slashed at Wei Hong's head with lightning speed, and looked at the strength, as long as Wei Hong was cut, there was no such thing as immortality.

Wei Hong, who was thinking, was shocked by the two Turkic soldiers who suddenly appeared in a cold sweat, and hurriedly retreated, but behind him was the end of the city wall, which was four feet high, and once he fell, he would definitely be seriously injured. Seeing that the Turkic broadsword had attacked, Wei Hong gritted his teeth, raised his foot and kicked one of the Turks in the stomach, kicking him away, and raising the knife with the other hand to resist the attack of the other Turk. The collision of knives and knives burst out into a cloud of sparks. Wei Hong's strength is not as strong as the Turkic soldiers, the Turkic soldiers' big knives pressed Wei Hong's knife and went straight to the door, accurately slashing at Wei Hong's head, although Wei Hong had tried his best to block, but the knife still cut a gap of nearly ten centimeters on Wei Hong's head, and blood burst out instantly.

The head was cut off, Wei Hong didn't notice the slightest pain, and took advantage of the opportunity of the Turkic soldier to draw his knife, and pulled his backhand backhand, slashing the Turkic soldier's ribs horizontally, and chopping the Turkic soldier to the ground. At the same time, the Turkic soldiers who were kicked away by Wei Hong also attacked, looking at the menacing Turkic soldiers, Wei Hong ate a trench and grew wise, and did not dare to fight again. Taking advantage of the fact that the Turkic soldier had enough strength to cut himself, one turned around, followed by a flying leg, not only dodged the knife, but also kicked the Turkic soldier in the buttocks, kicking the Turkic soldier directly under the city wall and falling to the ground.

Wei Hong, who was immortal, sat on the edge of the wall and gasped for breath, blood gushed out of the wound, slid down his cheeks, and dripped on Wei Hong's armor, not stained with the enemy's blood, but dyed red by Wei Hong's own blood. Although the knife just now slashed at Wei Hong's body, most of the force was canceled out, but it only cut the scalp, not the skull, and it was not a fatal injury. But as Wei Hong regained his composure, the pain of the wound began to appear, and after a while, Wei Hong, who was in pain, broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't concentrate on thinking.

The two heavily armored soldiers pulled out of the entanglement of the enemy army, and when they saw that Wei Hong was injured, they hurriedly protected Wei Hong's left and right, not leaving an inch.

"Mr. Wei, Mr. Wei!" Yu Chi Baolin, who had been fighting at the city gate, suddenly ran over, still carrying Qin Huaiyu on his shoulder.

Qin Huaiyu was covered in blood, and several huge openings appeared in the heavy armor on his body, which were obviously cut open by the Turkic soldiers with brute force. At this time, Qin Huaiyu lay motionless on Yu Chi Baolin's shoulder, and the blood on his body couldn't stop flowing out, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured.

At first, Wei Chi Baolin thought that the city wall was a relatively safe place, after all, Wei Hong had been staying there, and seeing that Qin Huaiyu had lost his combat effectiveness, he hurriedly helped Qin Huaiyu to find Wei Hong, wanting Wei Hong to help take care of it temporarily. As a result, after finding Wei Hong, I found that even Wei Hong was injured, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Now the whole army is trying to resist the Turks, and there is no time to heal the wounded, let alone send people to transport them to the rear. Seeing that Wei Chi Baolin brought the seriously injured Qin Huaiyu, Wei Hong really had no choice but to point to his side and say, "Put him here first, you go back quickly." The city gate is the most important thing in Horsehair Mountain, and there must be no mistake in the slightest! ”

Yu Chi Baolin got the order, put Qin Huaiyu gently beside Wei Hong, and rushed back non-stop. Wei Hong, who was covering his head, looked at Qin Huaiyu, who had passed out next to him, and ordered the heavy armor army to peel off the armor on Qin Huaiyu's body. Every knife wound is a hundred times more dangerous than Wei Hong's, the flesh is turning out, and the blood is gurgling outward, if you let it go, Qin Huaiyu will definitely die!

Recalling that the Jade Dragon Guard was triumphant, on the city wall, Qin Shubao whispered in the ear of a soldier in public, and what he said must have brought Qin Huaiyu to join the Jade Dragon Guard. It can be seen that Qin Shubao wants to use Qin Huaiyu as a springboard to have something to do with Wei Hong. In this case, Wei Hong must not let Qin Huaiyu die under his nose, otherwise he will not say that his conscience will be condemned, and it is uncertain whether Qin Shubao will have prejudices against himself in the future.

Qin Huaiyu's injury is no longer for Wei Hong to think about, the most important thing now is to help Qin Huaiyu stop the bleeding! Now that he didn't have a needle and thread at hand, Wei Hong had an idea, and the dead horse was a live horse doctor, so he asked the heavy armored soldiers around him to find a piece of cloth, tear the cloth into long strips, and wrap Qin Huaiyu's whole body and wounds vigorously. Under the pressure of the force, the wound automatically closes together. Then put on the armor of the upper body for Qin Huaiyu to avoid frostbite from the wound, while the rest of the body was all exposed to the air, tending to cool down the body and slow down the blood flow.

This is Wei Hong's only way, whether Qin Huaiyu can survive or not depends on his own creation.

At this time, there was still half an hour before the main force maneuvered, and most of the damage had passed, and there were few regular defenders left, there were still 800 heavy armor soldiers, and there were only 400 heavy cavalry at the city gate. It is not known how many Turkic armies there are, but judging from the situation of their own killings, the Turks lost only 10,000 men at most. In just two hours, the two sides combined with losses of more than 10,000 yuan, which shows that its tragedy is extraordinary.

Perhaps the Turkic army knew that the Horsehair Mountain was about to be unbearable, and although they suffered heavy losses, they still attacked fiercely and vowed to break through the Horsehair Mountain. Under the constant onslaught, Wei Hong had almost fallen into despair, watching the soldiers fall beside him, but he couldn't do anything. If money can be used as a weapon now, even if it is a hundred taels to kill an enemy, Wei Hong will not hesitate to throw the money out.

"Knock knock!" Three violent explosions suddenly sounded, and Wei Hong, who was already in a state of decadence, suddenly got up from the ground with a spirit, but saw a group of people rushing from the direction of the city. Judging from the clothes, they are all regular guards of the government and the state and county, and the number is about five or six hundred, and the person at the head, Wei Hong seems to be familiar. I think I've seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it anyway.

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