Fan Xu took the lead, and when Junyi's earthen wall, which was far from being tall, appeared in his eyes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, from Qu to Junyi, the continuous rapid march made the distance between Fan Xu's six hundred elite soldiers and Cao Shen and Li Shang's headquarters bigger and bigger, but Fan Xu didn't care about the flaws in this distance.

The Li Yuan Qin army in front of him was only more than 1,000 people, and the estimate that the actual number of soldiers was less than 600.

"Peng Yue, a stupid thief, what kind of heads-up is he playing with superior strength, if he wants to be replaced by my Lao Fan, it's pretty much the same." Fan Xu was anxious in his heart, and urged the soldiers to follow quickly. Since following his brother-in-law Liu Bang to raise troops, Fan Xu has taken on the role of beheading the general and capturing the flag, and on his merit book, it is a common thing to kill the enemy in battle and behead how many levels, if Fan Hao does not make meritorious service this time, it has become a rare thing.

Fan Xu's biggest worry along the way is that Li Yuan's Qin army will collapse without a fight, or directly flee to a fortified city like Xingyang and not be able to shrink out, in that case, I don't know who will fall on the head of the head of the first merit, after all, Xingyang City Wu Guang's hundreds of thousands of troops have not been besieged for several months, and Fan Xu has not been arrogant enough to think that his hundreds of people can gain anything in Xingyang.

It was not easy to persuade Cao Shen and Li Shang to respond later, if the first work was gone, I don't know what the unrighteous guys would say?

"Hurry, hurry!"

"Look, general, there are enemy soldiers in the city!" A sharp-eyed soldier looked up and cried out in surprise.

"Before sunset, give me a ride to the top of the city."

Fan Hao shouted loudly, and kept beckoning the soldiers under his command to speed up, it was a taboo for soldiers to launch an attack after a long and rapid march, but now Fan Hao couldn't care about it.

The Fan army from east to west, after a little formation, then launched an attack, the low earthen wall for the Fan Hao elite soldiers who know a lot of bluestone high cities, like a child playing a game when the bamboo horse, can be stepped on at will.

"Kill Qin Dog!"

The generals of the Fan army ran with all their might, squeezing out the strength of their whole bodies and moving forward bravely, the Qin people in front of them had not yet escaped, this was a godsend, if you didn't take it, it would be too sorry for the hard work of the long march.

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Li Yuan stood at the head of the city, coldly looking at the enemy soldiers who were getting closer and closer, a kind of pride in going against the sky, uninhibited freedom from the bottom of his heart, what if God didn't help, with his own efforts, he was also able to make the world want to achieve; What if there is no golden finger, with a diligent mind and a pair of hands that create all things, Li Yuan is confident that he will live a better life.

"Order, crossbowmen fire three rounds of arrows, withdraw!"

"Shield soldier step forward, roll wood and prepare!"

"Throwing stones!"

According to Li Yuan's instructions, the five hundred soldiers guarding Junyi City must hold the city until sunset and dusk before retreating, which is a big test for the Qin soldiers who do not have an advantage in terms of troops.

"Kill!"

Fan Xu roared, like a tiger out of the cage, stepping on the stacked bodies of the former pawns and climbing towards the earthen wall, Junyi's city wall was not high, and it was shortened a lot by several stacks of corpses, which made Fan Xu's chest and above easily appear in the parallel position of the city head.

With a horizontal slash, the legs of a Qin pawn at the blood light were cut off, and he immediately screamed. Fan Hao was fierce, and the Qin soldiers in front of him besieged him, and he still couldn't force Fan Hao to fall under the city, and the situation was stalemate for a while, which was really not a haode signal for the Qin army defending the city.

"It's still too weak, and it lacks a momentum to win." Li Yuan sighed lightly and said to Luo Jia, the general next to him.

"Pro-Bingtun, up!" Luo Jia's face darkened, and he ordered in a deep voice. Young people have the capital of young people's pride, these days, Luo Jia, under the influence of Li Yuan, is extremely interested in how to give full play to the combat effectiveness of soldiers in small-scale contact battles.

The number of Luo Jia's personal soldiers who are responsible for defending Li Yuan is not much, there is only one tun, thirty-two people, but all of them can be called elite, usually under the guidance of Li Yuan, Luo Jia's personal soldiers cooperate tacitly in a small range of fighting, and today, there is just such an opportunity for them to try their skills.

"Boom!" Fan Xu's battle knife was recovered, and the tiger's mouth was rare for a while, and he received the attack of a team of five people from the Qin army in a row, even if Fan Xu was a god, he was exhausted.

Fan Xu, who had attacked smoothly just now, was unable to take a step forward after Luo Jia's personal soldiers blocked the gap, and his liliang alone collided with the liliang of the Qin army's team, and he no longer had much of the upper hand. This made Fan Hao regretful, and the sequelae of the long march appeared in the soldiers of Fan's army.

Again and again, again and again.

After overcoming the initial panic, the Qin army defending the city gradually calmed down from its restlessness and irritability, and these newly trained soldiers were not very good among Li Yuan's army, but they also had their own glory.

As long as Li Yuanjun did not escape, this battle would always be fought, and the soldiers with heavy lead in their legs were forced to fight, which was not a meritorious service but a death.

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In the middle of the night, at the head of Junyi City, a small city in Weidi, the firelight swayed, flickering and flickering, like a flat boat in a raging storm, struggling desperately under the waves.

The people in the city have already closed their doors and windows, just looking forward to waking up in the morning, everything is still the same as before, after getting along in the past few months, the young Qin army captain named Li Yuan gradually let the people know and accept, slightly frowning brows, the faint smile on the seemingly ordinary face, and the army under his command that did not commit any crimes in the autumn and engaged in some strange actions all day long, from mysterious to familiar, this process calmly made the people of Junyi feel peaceful and quiet.

Isn't this how these days are lived?

In these troubled times, wealth is just something outside the body, and as for power and status, these things are too far away from the ordinary people who count a few plants of money in their pockets every day, as well as a few liters of corn and a few pieces of miscellaneous grains. They just want to live in peace, have children, and wait for the day when the old ones can't move, and they can still have children and grandchildren around their knees, and they can see the family inheritance in their own hands.

It would be nice if the tax and forced labor could be lighter.

It would be nice if the rebels of the rebellion did not come to us.

It would be nice if the army stationed in the city had always been Captain Lee's troops.

In the night, from time to time there was the shouting of the soldiers, and the regular sound of ruts rolling on the stone road, I heard that a rebel army from the east came from outside the city, and it was so fierce that Li Duwei's troops could not resist it, and they were about to retreat!

Huddled in the warm quilt of autumn and winter, Zhang Cheng, a wealthy family who fled from Yangwu to escape the war, A Fu, a craftsman who sold some wooden furniture in the city, Han Si, a commoner who cultivated two acres of dry land, and many people like them ushered in a new day in anxiety!