As soon as the siege vehicle fell in the twenty-eighth section, there was a desperate cry from the Southern Han side. The soldiers who had already crossed the bridge let out a loud roar and advanced instead of retreating to the sound of "rumbling" golden drums. The heavily armored soldiers did not care about covering their companions at this time, and climbed straight up the ladder from the ladder with their shields held high. The enemy army on the head of the city is magnificent, and on the arrow tower, feather arrows fly down from time to time. At the mouth of the battlement, there are rolling logs thrown down from time to time. From time to time, the besieging soldiers fell from the city screaming miserably, but those behind were still one after the other, and they continued to rush upwards without changing their faces. After a short while, the two sides began to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

There was chaos in the city, and all the soldiers defending the city were focused on the ladder, and naturally no one released cold arrows. Wu Ming shouted wildly: "Up." "Take the lead, take a leap in the air, like a big bird, leap over the heads of several soldiers, and the man has already landed next to a ladder. Behind him, Yang Xiong also said in a loud voice: "Keep up." More than a hundred Xuanwu soldiers let out a neat shout and followed in unison.

When the talent landed, a soldier on the ladder was leaning out and fighting to the death with the soldiers at the head of the city. I saw him jump up, his body was as dexterous as a monkey, and he jumped right on the mound. Five or six weapons stabbed at him at the same time from all sides. The soldier was also really brave, knowing that he would not be spared this time, and then the tiger shouted, grabbed one of the arms handed over from the city wall, screamed wildly, and jumped down from the city.

The arm was holding a short knife, and when he pulled it, the whole hand hung right over the battlement. But the body was blocked by the city wall and did not pull out. The soldier had slid down the ladder, his whole body dangling from the arm, a kite hanging in the air. Several weapons poked out of the city, and a burst of swords and guns rained down, and the soldier screamed and fell from the city.

"Ayong." Another soldier on the ladder screamed sadly: "Lao Tzu fought with you." Wielding the broadsword in his hand, he slashed at the arm, and a burst of blood spilled, and the arm was also cut off from the city. There was also a scream from the city walls. The soldier was also red-eyed, and at the moment he used his hands and feet together, and climbed up to the top of the city several times, but he was worse than his companion, and he had just reached out halfway out, when two spears stabbed at the same time, one in the neck and the other in the chest, and he let out a terrible cry and fell from the top of the city.

At this time, the ladder was empty, and two enemies poked out of the battlement, and they were about to lift the ladder. Wu Ming wiped a handful of blood splashed on his face, and said to the soldiers of the Xuanwu team who followed behind, "Follow me." His feet tapped frequently on the ladder, and his body was like a rocket, rushing up along the ladder. It was too fast, and the two soldiers pushing the ladder were slightly fluted, and when they reacted, they saw themselves flying, and the other half of their bodies were falling on the head of the city, and their minds were still confused: "What the hell is going on?" Then an endless darkness came and nothing was known.

After cutting down these two people, the ladder was naturally saved, and Wu Ming jumped onto the city. Several soldiers surrounded him with spears. I didn't feel it under the city just now, but when I rushed to the city at this time, I found that these soldiers were almost all skinny and bone, and the spears in their hands were also weak, and in the eyes of an eight-stage master like Wu Ming, it was full of flaws. Wu Ming turned sideways and let go of the two spears, and as soon as Chixiao unfurled, he drew a circle, and with a flash of golden light, several soldiers who rushed up did not say a word, and their heads were in different places.

At this time, the follow-up soldiers of the Guards Battalion had already followed Wu Ming and rushed up continuously. The besieging party immediately cheered and the morale was like a rainbow. On the contrary, the defenders of the city were a little cowering when they saw that the guards battalion was so brave. The Guards Battalion is so strong that ordinary soldiers need several to cooperate with each other to withstand a warrior, but now Guangyang has been dissected and cooked, and Yi Zi is eaten. Ordinary soldiers have long been dizzy from hunger, and even more unbearable.

Wu Ming hacked to death two more soldiers who dared to rush forward, and began to look around. Jian Feiyang and his subordinates were nowhere to be found, and they were looking around. But I heard a burst of weeping and shouting from the city. He was taken aback, and when he looked up, he saw a large amount of smoke and dust rising from the city, and a large number of women, children, and children, driven by the defenders, rushed towards the city. These men were even more unbearable than the defenders, and almost all of them were starving to the point of being skeletons. But they were like crazy, and as soon as they reached the city, everyone rushed towards the Southern Han soldiers who had just attacked the city with their bare hands.

First, an old man stretched out his skinny hands and pounced on Wu Ming like a ghost. He was startled, and took a few big steps back, and the old man threw himself into the air, and fell on the head of the city like a rag bag, and rolled a few times and rolled his eyes, and he didn't know what to do. But all the soldiers looked at each other, and none of them dared to rush over to make up for it.

When the two armies fight, it is common for the dead to be killed, but let these soldiers attack the unarmed women and children, old and young. It's still quite difficult. What's more, these city-dwellers who rushed up were still Han Chinese.

Even, the soldiers in the southern army may also be related to some of the city's residents.

In the city, the hungry people still rushed towards the city like a tide, densely packed with a large area. Wu Ming's scalp was numb for a while, and he didn't know how Sima Shang made these people fearless of death. Yang Xiong said on the side: "My lord, what now?" ”

This usually calm Xuanwu team was covered in sweat on his forehead, and obviously didn't know how to deal with this situation. Wu Ming is also in a dilemma now. Look left and right, the Guards Battalion has retreated under the persecution of these hungry people, everyone is wolf, and there is still the momentum of the indomitable just now. Just when I didn't know what to do, in the camp of the Southern Han Dynasty, a loud gong suddenly sounded.

He let out a long sigh of relief, waved his hand, and said, "Retreat." ”

The besieging soldiers heard the sound of gongs and withdrew like a tidal wave. Even in the retreat, the Southern Han side was in an orderly manner. The shieldmen retreated to the end, protecting their companions. Although arrows were still being shot down from time to time on the top of the city, they were full of people, and the hungry people were the majority, so the arrows were scarce, and under the protection of the shield soldiers, these arrows were hardly threatening.

When Wu Ming was coerced by the soldiers of the brigade and retreated to the main formation, he saw that Zhu Yulong was still standing on the high platform, but his face was a little gray. This time, the Ministry of Industry made such a sharp weapon, but in the end it still ended up in a complete defeat, and this general who conquered the south must be sad now. Wu Ming stepped forward and saluted him: "I wish the general, the last general will fail to capture the city, and there is a heavy hope, please punish him." ”

Zhu Yu turned his head and said, "Lord Wu, I don't blame you, alas-" His last long sigh dragged on for a long time, obviously also extremely melancholy. Wu Ming raised his head. He continued: "The enemy is already mad and will do whatever it takes. In this battle, I was able to get to the top of the city in the end, thanks to the courage of the guard battalion, I can't thank you too late, how can I blame you. It's not a crime of war. ”

As he spoke, he saluted Wu Ming back, and then saluted the guard battalion standing behind Wu Ming. Wu Ming stood still, and with everyone, he "brushed" and replied with a neat military salute. This time, all the people who rushed to the city were the Xuanwu team, the elite of the elite of the guards battalion, and the combat discipline naturally had nothing to say. Zhu Yulong looked at the guards battalion with a strict appearance and a majestic posture. His eyes looked at the head of Guangyang City, and his eyes were not only worried but also worried.

The order to retreat was naturally given by him. Sima Shang had obviously reached the point of exhaustion, otherwise he would not have used such a devastating move. In this battle, the Southern Han side paid such a big price, and still failed to take Guangyang, so naturally it is not to blame the head of the guard battalion. If you continue to attack, you may be able to break through the city, but even if you can break the city, you will definitely kill countless city citizens, and Guangyang will become a real dead city.

Try your best to take Guangyang City with as little damage as possible. This is what Zhu Huai said to him when he set out on the expedition last year. He also keeps it in mind. It's just that I didn't expect that the war has been fought so far, not to mention the loss of labor and money, and even the people of the city are about to die. As soon as he thought of this, the heart of this general Zhengnan was faintly painful. Even if it drags on like this, most of the remaining residents in Guangyang City will definitely starve to death. Thinking of this, he was also at a loss, sighed and said, "Lord Wu, this time the guard camp has worked hard, you should rest next time." ”

In his words, there was an indescribable loneliness, and Wu Ming's heart was also a little heavy. What Zhu Yulong thought in his heart, although he didn't know, he could guess it. Just as he was about to persuade a few words, at this time, there was a sudden commotion below. Zhu Yulong led the troops, although the military discipline was inferior to that of the Guards Battalion, but it was also very strict. He frowned and shouted, "What's going on? ”

A personal soldier next to him stared at the other side at this time, with a hellish expression, pointing to the head of the city and stammering: "Big, my lord, you, look." At this time, the siege battle had just ended, this temporary command platform had not been withdrawn, and it was not far from the head of Guangyang City, Wu Ming turned his head to look at it, and saw a scene that he would never forget in his life:

After the siege battle just now, there were many dead people piled up on the city. The soldiers defending the city were now washing and skinning the corpses, revealing their pale skin, and then, like slaughtering pigs and cows, they pulled out their intestines, took off their heads, and threw them at the head of the city. What's more, they simply took firewood on the spot, lit a fire with the pine light used to defend the city, and then set up a pot and began to boil, and from time to time they cut off a piece from the corpse resting on the city and threw it into the pot. Cooking as if no one else was around.

Although the Southern Han army retreated in an orderly manner, the bodies of some soldiers were not dragged back. Although they knew that the other party was not eating all of their own soldiers, everyone still felt cold when they looked at it. Then it began to stir, and finally it became louder and louder, and there was a tendency to bomb the camp. Wu Ming was taken aback, regardless of whether the scene was intentional or not, but after these Southern Han soldiers saw this scene, I am afraid that few of them dared to rush to Guangyang City again.

When the charge was made, everyone had thoughts of death. But when he thought of his death, he would be slaughtered and eaten like an animal. I'm afraid no one can be indifferent. As if they had been enchanted, some of the soldiers shouted at the city, crying, laughing and scolding, and their emotions gradually spiraled out of control.

At this time, a clear sword sound sounded in his ears.

It was Zhu Yulong who pulled out the matching sword on his body, he raised it to the sky, and sang loudly on the high platform:

"There is rain in the sky, so weird and indefinite, there is death in the world, and the yin and yang are separated.

The body is dead, and he will be buried in Shanyang from now on, and his soul will return, and he will always be a family in this country.

His singing voice is not good, on the contrary, his voice is still a little hoarse. But in the midst of the crying, it was indescribably loud. The shouting soldiers fell silent. They all looked at the main general on the high platform a little blankly. Wu Ming's heart moved suddenly, and he also opened his mouth to respond:

"The sky has a saying, bless me as a big man.

There is a death in the world, why not be afraid of the famine of corpses and bones.

The body is also dead, watch me return with the spirit of the eagle and the dragon, and the heroic spirit will be immortal. ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, all the soldiers of the Guards Battalion responded in unison, and the singing became louder and louder, and more and more neatly, many soldiers wept bitterly, and then knelt down towards the head of Guangyang City, and shouted the name of the battle dead in their mouths, and sang "Funeral Song" while crying:

"The great ancestor, the glory of the wilderness.

The origin of thousands of years of vicissitudes.

Yue Ehe Hao, the Han Dynasty is Huazhao.

Mighty, live up to the expectations of the family and the country. ”

This funeral song has four sections, the first three paragraphs are finished, and the last paragraph is the end, and tens of thousands of people sang it at the same time in the Southern Han Dynasty. The remnant sun hung on the city like blood, but the song rolled across the sky like thunder. Many of the soldiers who were kneeling down had already climbed up, their eyes once again rekindled their fighting spirit, and they sang in unison:

"Forever defend the family state, and the heart is to the four directions.

May the blood of the enemy wash my swords and spears.

Jin Ge Iron Horse, clouds and rain.

Such as the wild goose transmits the sound of my hometown.

Defend the frontier and defend the country, thousands of miles of dragons.

Look at the green mountains and green waters burying my son. ”

The last paragraph is the closing, and the rhyme is also used instead. It is different from the previous three paragraphs, and it is almost a school of excitement. When the last line is sung, "Look at the green mountains and green water bury my son". All the soldiers shouted at the same time. The soldiers who washed and stripped the corpses at the head of the city were already stunned, and they stopped their movements one after another, not knowing what to do. There were even ** who jumped from the city crying. In the afterglow of the sunset, it is even more poignant.

There was a sudden chaos at the head of the city, and then several soldiers jumped down crying from above, some even fell on the head of the city and vomited, and some people seemed to have a conscience, jumped on the battlements, and kowtowed to the Southern Han soldiers under the city.

Wu Ming looked at it, and his heart was also miserable. These soldiers defending the city did this to survive. Living, just two simple words, has now become a sin for them. This is war, damn war.

When Qiushui made this song "Dead Rain", it was originally intended to commemorate his deceased friend. But later the army was streamlined and deleted, and the song was a lot less poignant and a little more exciting. Wu Ming has been a martial arts family since he was a child, and he has been very fond of patriotic lyrics, and over the past few years, he has compared the old and new lyrics of funeral songs. is naturally familiar with this military funeral song. At that time, I felt that the simplified lyrics lacked the poignancy of the time, and I was very disappointed. However, at this time, I feel that this funeral song is as simple as this, but it has many inexhaustible meanings.