At this time, the wounded soldiers at the gate of the city who had not yet entered the city no longer walked into the city, they turned their direction, faced the overwhelming rebel army, with difficulty, slowly gathered together, according to the daily exercise, lined up in a small phalanx of more than 400 people, they did not have weapons in their hands, and a few of them still had a cane in their hands, but they held hands with each other, staring at the direction of the rebels, with no fear in their eyes, only the determination to die.

He Huchen on the city tower, Wang En was stunned when he saw this scene, Xing Zhongshan stopped struggling, looked blankly at the wounded soldier phalanx under the city, suddenly choked up, covered his rough face with his hands, and squatted down in pain.

He Huchen's red eyes were red, and he shouted desperately towards the city: "Block the city gate!" ”

Wang En, the chief soldier of Ningxia, jumped to his feet and scolded: "Fuck your mother!" Archers ready! ”

At the gate of the city, several Ming soldiers with tears in their eyes, carrying a heavy stone slab, fell to the gate with a bang. Immediately more rocks were piled up, and sandbags were stacked up.

Xu Liang was still riding his horse to the city gate, and suddenly saw the wounded soldiers holding hands, turning around, facing himself, with a solemn look of death, facing the rebels, and at the same time, blocking the road for Xu Liang to return to the city.

Xu Liang and Dai Yingying, as well as the last sentinel, hesitated to slow down.

The footsteps of the rebels behind him were getting closer and closer, and they were getting more and more urgent.

Xu Liang was miserable in his heart, he suddenly understood what these wounded soldiers wanted to do, they were unarmed, and they actually wanted to use this flesh and blood to block the rebel army rushing forward, and buy some time for the Ming armament war in Guannai. Xu Liang was about to turn the horse's head sideways and make the final struggle with the wounded soldiers.

Suddenly, his expression froze. Immediately, I mourned in my heart, and saw that the wounded soldiers who were originally holding hands suddenly gave way to a gap in it. The gap pointed straight to the gate of the city, and looked through the gap. The Ming army at the gate of the city was constantly laying bricks and stones.

"My lord, come into town!" The wounded soldiers shouted in unison.

Xu Liang's nose was pantothenic, and his horse galloped, and the three horsemen rushed into the gap that the wounded soldiers had given way to, and the gap then closed.

The attacking rebel army finally rushed into the phalanx formed by the wounded soldiers, and the screams sounded behind Xu Liang and the others.

The city gate arrived in an instant, but at this time, the last gap in the city gate had been filled with stones, and Xu Liang and the other three stopped in front of the blocked city gate. Speechless.

The screams of the wounded soldiers behind him were being killed, and the screams continued to sound, and the sound of knives and guns piercing into the human body stimulated Xu Liang's tense nerves.

Three ropes came down from the tower.

Xu Liang looked up and saw Xing Zhongshan poking his head out on the battlements and shouting, "My lord, grab the rope, I'll pull you up." ”

Xu Liang didn't have time to think about it, turned over and dismounted, grabbed the rope and climbed up. I felt Xing Zhongshan pull up on the city again, and there was the sound of bows and arrows in my ears, and with a few aggressive sounds, the tips of the arrows hit the city bricks. Falling weakly.

Someone on the castle tower shouted frantically: "Shoot the arrows!" ”

There was a buzzing sound overhead, Xu Liang only felt that even the sky was dark, and countless arrows shot down from the city tower with a whistling sound. But he didn't know where he fell, but he could only hear a muffled hum from the bottom of the city. The screams became more and more intense, and the arrows that shot at his side became more and more dense.

"Put it again!" The voice was screaming again.

Xu Liang heard it. This voice belongs to Wang En, the chief soldier of Ningxia. Suddenly, there was a muffled snort beside him, Xu Liang looked sideways, but he was hit by an arrow in the head of the Liang military sentry officer who was holding the rope to his left and climbing up, and his face was covered with blood, and he couldn't survive.

The sentry glanced up at Xu Liang, seemed to grin, and could no longer hold on to the rope and fell towards the city.

"My lord, come up!" On the city tower, Xing Zhongshan was screaming.

Xu Liang hurried up, climbed up quickly, and saw that he would be able to climb the city tower in two or three meters, and suddenly there was an exclamation on the city tower: "Be careful!" ”

Xu Liang suddenly felt a screaming color, and he couldn't help but look at it, and his hands and feet were suddenly cold.

I saw that in mid-air, there were black dots formed by hundreds of arrows, and they were rapidly heading towards Xu Liang.

Finished! Xu Liang sighed secretly. Although Xu Liang thinks that he has achieved great success and his knife skills are extremely sharp, in the face of hundreds of arrows in volley, even if Xu Liang is a Buddha is alive, he will not escape the fate of being shot dead on the spot.

On the city tower, Xing Zhongshan was roaring, and Xu Liang was ready to accept his fate.

At this moment, Dai Yingying, who was on the other side of Xu Liang, shouted angrily, threw away the rope in his hand, and pounced towards Xu Liang like a flying geese.

When the arrows that could be grabbed in the air fell on Xu Liang, the person wearing Yingying also arrived.

Xu Liang only heard the sound of an aggressive arrow hitting the human body and a muffled snort, recalling the familiar sound he had just heard, Xu Liang suddenly understood something, and looked down in shock.

In that short moment, Xu Liang saw the rapidly falling Dai Yingying, with arrows on her head and back, blood spurting wildly in her mouth, gradually falling away, and smashing to the ground with a muffled sound.

At that last moment, Xu Liang didn't even see clearly what the expression on Dai Yingying's face was. The heart-rending pain spread throughout the body in an instant.

"Ah!!h

Xu Liang looked up to the sky and roared! Tears rained down.

"Your Excellency!" Xing Zhongshan shouted on the city tower, using both hands, and finally pulled Xu Liang up to the city tower before another round of arrow rain arrived, and hurriedly protected Xu Liang to hide in the city tower.

Xu Liang's eyes were red, and the anger in his heart almost set his hair on fire. Ignoring Xing Zhongshan's obstruction, he poked his head out from between the battlements and looked down on the city, looking for the source of the rain of arrows.

His gaze was fixed on Huang Ziren next to the carriage, at this moment Huang Ziren was still opening a big bow, the arrows on the bowstring were long gone, behind Huang Ziren, there were hundreds of archers who had been dispatched, and the direction where the bow and arrow were aimed was where Xu Liang had just gone up to the city tower.

Xu Liang stared at Huang Ziren with dead eyes, and the hatred in his eyes couldn't tear Huang Ziren apart. In the distance, Huang Ziren also looked at Xu Liang, his eyes were indifferent, and he was slightly pity.

"Your Excellency?" Xing Zhongshan called out to Xu Liang worriedly.

Xu Liang took a deep breath and withdrew his gaze with difficulty. Looking down at the city again, looking from the city tower, Dai Yingying and the sentry officer who fell down the city could only see the outline of their clothes clearly, but they couldn't see their faces clearly, and the arrows inserted in Dai Yingying's body were shocking. Not far from where Dai Yingying landed, the last wounded soldier who tried to resist the rebels had also been killed by random arrows.

The corpses of nearly 500 wounded soldiers lay on the ground, their broken bodies either with arrows stuck in them or spears wounded. Among the wounded soldiers, the battalion flag of a battalion that I don't know which battalion of the Ming army was standing alone, looking so desolate and helpless.

The rebel army slowly retreated, two arrows away from the tiger's head pass, and set up a formation, eyeing the tiger.

The bows and arrows of the Ming army on the city tower also stopped, and the whole city was silent, and everyone looked at the city with a heavy heart. Tears fell silently from Ming Jun's face.

He Huchen and Wang En returned to the city tower and watched the rebels in the distance in silence.

Two Tsing Yi guards stepped forward and pulled out the arrows on Xu Liang's shoulders to treat the wounds.

Xu Liang was silent, a little frighteningly quiet. Xing Zhongshan rubbed his hands together and let go, looking at Xu Liang nervously.

Dai Yingying is not Dai Yingying, she is the daughter of Dai Feng, a guerrilla general in Pingliang, the third lady of the Xu Mansion, she married into the Xu family for less than a year. What kind of blow will her death bring to Xu Liang, Xing Zhongshan has no bottom in his heart, and he is very worried.

There was a terrible silence in the tower.

Suddenly, a small singing voice came from outside, the voice was low and mournful.

"A hundred years of life, like a dream, there is life and death, why ...... a strong man regrets"

Xu Liang woke up from the silence, followed the source of the song, and turned his head to look outside.

It was Liang Jun's military song, which Xu Liang learned from his cellmate Liu Ruoyu when he was in Jinyiwei Prison.

The first two lines were supposed to be sung by a Liang soldier, and as the song gradually rose, the other Liang soldiers on the city wall also hummed along.

"Protect our land, raise our country's prestige, what is the joy of life, what is the regret of death......"

The singing spread to the Liang army under the city, and the singing became louder and louder, gradually forming a tragic chorus.

Xu Liang got up and sang along with the song.

"Hu Feng in the north, smoke in the south, thinking of my wife and children, looking at my homeland ......"

In the city tower, Xing Zhongshan and a group of Tsing Yi guards saw this, and they also sang sadly.

The mournful singing sounded from the tower of Hutou Pass and drifted to the rebel army in the distance.

Although He Huchen and Wang En could not sing Liang Jun's military song, they could feel the sadness in the song, looked at each other, and were silent.

Who dares to say that there is no love in the army? Who dares to say that the army is as timid as a mouse? Who would dare to say that a lowly soldier does not know how to sacrifice his life for righteousness? Four or five hundred wounded soldiers of the Ming army under the city tower used their lives to let Xu Liang reacquaint himself with the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.

At the end of the song, the singing gradually stopped.

Suddenly, an angry cry rang out from above the castle tower, resounding through the rebels.

"Huang Ziren, I'm your ancestor!" (To be continued......)