Medicine Knot Tongxin 111_Chapter 111 Attack from Bayi Chinese Network (.) When it was just dark, two figures quickly flashed into the alley and knocked on the door.

"Who?" Someone inside the door asked nervously.

"Mother, it's me." Outside the door, he whispered.

The door creaked open.

The two people who had just flashed through the door were immediately surrounded.

"Brother, how's it going?" Liu Meibao asked.

Song Sanniang pulled her son over and looked up and down on the little light in this room.

And here, Song Langzhong's daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law also surrounded another man, looking and asking.

Said in the house. Song Langzhong, who was standing steadily, looked at these women and whispered.

So the crowd hurriedly lowered their voices and hurried into the house and closed the door.

There was only one light in the room, and it was deliberately darkened, as if it would be safe.

Even though there was only this dim yellow light, it was enough to make the two of them feel a little warm when they came in from outside.

Looking at the nervous and anxious eyes of the room full of anticipation, Zhou Liangyu glanced at the man on the side.

"Brother Chongjiu, say it." Zhou Liangyu said.

Song Chongjiu, the eldest son of Song Lang, is called Chongjiu because he was born on September 9, and people at this time habitually use the birth month and day as a name, for example, Wang Liuqi is the seventh birthday of the sixth month.

Song Chongjiu nodded.

"It is said that more than 10,000 thieves and slaves have come in from Baode Prefecture, and there are already 1,000 people who have already crossed Daning...."Although the doors and windows were closed in the house, he still lowered his voice and said, "... The city gate has been put under martial law, the guards have been transferred, and I have seen a notice asking every household to take out their quilts..."

Listen to what he said. Everyone present, except for Liu Meibao, had passed through the siege of the Tartars, and immediately understood the severity of the situation. His face turned pale.

The young woman clung to the child in her arms, and the child blinked sensibly without making a sound.

"What are you doing with the quilt?" Liu Meibao couldn't help but ask curiously.

Everyone looked at her with a little pity and respect in their eyes.

"At the beginning, Lord Liu thought of the method, wet the quilt at the battlement, which can resist the Tartar's bow and arrow, otherwise with the strength of the Tartar bow and arrow, it is almost impossible to stand on the battlement, let alone fight back." Song Langzhong said in a low voice.

For fighting a war or something. Liu Meibao didn't know at all, and sighed when she heard the words.

"Are there still Tartars here today?" Song Langzhong's daughter-in-law asked, hugging her little grandson, who was already asleep, tightly.

Although there have not been a large number of Tartars attacking these days, there have been sporadic three or five Tartars riding horses around Xie County. The gates of the city have been put under martial law. The people who wanted to flee did not dare to go out again, and if they met the Tartars on the road, there would be no shelter in the wilderness. It's purely to send to death, in the county town, there are still guards and city walls to block it.

Zhou Liangyu and Song Chongjiu nodded.

These Tartars, who come and go quickly and do not attack cities, do not mean that they are good people, but sentries of the big team. It is to explore the deployment of the Great Zhou soldiers, and where there are villages and towns where they can loot and supply.

These people came one after another. It makes the entire Xie County nervous day and night.

"I hope the Tartars don't come.," Song Langzhong's daughter-in-law, Heten, muttered in a low voice.

Liu Meibao stood next to her, listening to her mouth and praying that don't come, don't come, go somewhere else.

"How's it going over there in Daning?" Song Chongjiu's daughter-in-law asked suddenly.

Song Chongjiu and Zhou Liangyu were silent.

The Tartars crossed the border, the lives were destroyed, and the people suffered.

The room was silent, and Song Langzhong's daughter-in-law stopped praying and wiped her tears with her sleeves.

"The people in the county government said that the general army of Datong and the general army of Shanxi have mobilized troops and horses, and maybe they can't get to us, and these Tartars will be beaten back...."Song Chongjiu said, barely squeezing out a smile, which shows that he has no bottom in his heart.

"I hope so." Everyone whispered together, looking at the closed doors and windows, the dark night that they couldn't see through, and they only felt that their hearts were like this night.

The whole city was thinking this way, but it was clear that this time the gods and Buddhas did not hear their prayers.

Soon, the guards at the city gate found that the Tartar sentry who appeared in their sight this time was not as usual, and rode around the city gate to laugh and scold and leave, but stopped outside the city gate, and dismounted to bury the pot and cook with a big smile and leisurely.

Beside them were women who had looted from nowhere, making unsightly movements within the sight of the guards at the gates.

Hu Yu laughed and scolded, and the woman's mournful cry came one after another.

The two creeps crouched under the battlements in the middle clenched their spears and stared at their bows and arrows at their feet.

"Brother. It's so fucking aggrieved...," one of the thin men whispered with a pale face.

The other kept his head down and said nothing.

The one who had spoken earlier quietly stood up and looked out.

"What are you doing, come down?" The other hurriedly pulled him and whispered.

"Brother," said the man who had looked at it for a moment, then turned back to the guards who were crouching next to the wall, "only four Tartars....."

His eyes were eager to try, and he looked at a man in his thirties who seemed to be dozing off with an old bow and arrow a few steps away.

"Brother Erniu, your archery skills are good, I don't know...."He said in a low voice.

"Sixi, what do you say!" The man next to him whispered and dragged him.

The man who was called Sixi glanced around, saw that everyone had their heads down, couldn't help sighing, slowly squatted down, he stretched out his hand to block his ears, to block the cries from the women.

At this moment, the man who had been dozing off suddenly stood up, raised the bow and arrow in his hand, and aimed it at the city gate.

The guards all over the city wall noticed his movements and looked stunned.

"Brother Erniu.." Sixi stood up with some excitement.

"Erniu, don't do anything stupid...."Someone said with some horror, "In case you anger the Tartars...."

"Angry?" The man who was called Erniu spoke in a deep voice, he opened the old bow in his hand, and looked at the laughing Tartar soldiers, "Don't anger them, they will also come to burn and loot." If you get angry, how bad can it be? ”

He spoke. The bow had been drawn to the maximum, and the thin figure looked as steady as Mount Tai at this moment.

Everyone stopped talking, looking at him nervously and expectantly.

"At least sixty paces away, it's not a long distance," an old guard whispered.

As soon as his words fell, he heard the second ox shout, accompanied by a whooshing sound, and the heavy arrows went out like meteors.

Everyone stood up with a bang and looked out of the city gate, but saw a Tartar not far away with his back to the city gate howling. Fall to the ground.

"Good!"

Everyone involuntarily let out a cheer.

But soon the tartar jumped up, and suddenly his face was as pale as earth.

"It's a pity it's not a three-stone bow....." Erniu's face was gloomy and he said sullenly.

Rao was so, and the tartar was also taken aback. They traveled as if they were in a no-man's land. They are the only ones who shoot others, and no one really dares to shoot them, and I've been here several times. The guards on there were all like dead, but I didn't expect that this time they would dare to shoot arrows from behind.

Fortunately, he was wearing heavy armor, otherwise this life would have been thrown here.

The Tartar shouted, pushed away the other two who were about to bind his wounds, pulled his bow and arrows in his hand, and shot a few willow-leaf arrows at the city gate.

The others at the gate ducked their heads and ducked. Only the two oxen and the four sheels fought back.

When the tartar saw that they had fought back, he was even more angry. Wow Wow shouted a few words, and was about to get on his horse and rush, but was stopped by another tartar, and did not know what to say, the men grabbed the trembling women on the ground and threw them on the backs of two empty horses, and walked away.

Seeing that the Tartars were gone, the guards at the city gate couldn't help but cheer happily.

"Erniu, you are so powerful!"

"That's it, scare these thieves too!"

"If there is a good weapon, where is it as simple as scaring them, scaring them to death..."

Everyone surrounded the man and said one after another, and the sullen breath that had been held back for several days seemed to be shot out with this arrow.

Just as everyone was happy, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and a heavy arrow was inserted into the quilt at the battlement of the city wall with a whizz.

Everyone was stunned, only to see the Tartars outside the city gate go and return.

"These thieves are coming," said one of the guards with a slight smile.

Before the word death could be spoken, he was stunned on the spot, not only him, but all the guards on the city gate were stunned, their faces instantly turned yellow, and even more people began to tremble like autumn sunset leaves.

Everyone can see that a group of people and horses are slowly walking in the sight, these people are well-armed, the horses are fat, the cavalry is in front, the infantry is behind, and they slowly gather in the square of the city gate, forming a square formation exuding a breathtaking momentum.

A glance at a glance estimated at least a thousand people, this is the vanguard of the Tartars......

There was a dead silence at the gates.

"Just wait for this day!" Suddenly, the second cow shouted, and pulled up the bow and arrow again, "Early death and early superbirth, Lao Tzu is fed up with this nest." ”

As his arrows were fired, the guards on the city wall came to their senses.

"Fight with the Tartars!" Sixi shouted the second and drew his bow and arrow.

The battle began.

Another wave of sharp arrows flew from the battlements of the wall, and four or five guards who could not dodge screamed and were shot to the ground, and immediately someone rushed over and carried them down, and another group of guards was replaced at the battlements, and the battle continued.

"Uncle.." Liu Meibao hurriedly squeezed past a group of wailing wounded soldiers, rushed to Song Langzhong, who was busy treating a newly wounded soldier, and handed over the wounded medicine in his hand.

Song Langzhong didn't answer, he looked at the wounded soldier in front of him intently, and with a click of a pair of scissors, he wrenched the shaft of the arrow.

Liu Meibao looked over, although she had been watching it for a long time, she still felt that her blood was surging, and she was a little nauseous and nauseous.

The wounded soldier was shot in the eye, his face was covered in blood, and he kept howling one after another, and the three people couldn't hold him down.

But slowly, his strength became smaller and smaller, and his voice became smaller and smaller, and he soon stopped moving.

"Doctor?" The people looked up at Song Langzhong, their faces were excited and sad.

Song Langzhong shook his head, the people looked gloomy, and covered the wounded soldier with a broken mat, there was no time for them to grieve, and the wounded soldiers waiting for treatment continued one after another.

The streets below the gates were littered with wounded soldiers, and the wails mingled with the screams of arrows flying outside the gates, like hell on earth.

It was not until noon that the first siege of the Tartars came to an end.

The situation outside was not very clear to the people, and just looking at the wounded soldiers lying on the streets, it was conceivable that their side did not have the upper hand.

"The armor of the Tartars is good, the horses are good, especially those bows and arrows..."

"That's not it, the officers and subordinates in our barracks here know that they have to make a handful of empty salaries, armaments and materials, how can they have the money to make good weapons.....

Liu Meibao knelt beside a wounded soldier, while quickly cutting the blood-stained clothes, while neatly bandaging with strips of cloth, although not a Western medicine and surgery major, but these simple first-aid trauma techniques she also learned in school, so while busy at the same time, she can listen to the conversation of others.

"Sister, let's drink saliva." A short and fat woman wrapped in a headscarf came from the side and said.

Liu Meibao tied the last bandage knot, poured a large bowl of decoction into the wounded soldier before straightening up, licking her dry lips, saying thank you, and taking the water bowl in the woman's hand.

I don't know where the water bowl came from, and it doesn't look clean, so I can't care about this at this time, so Liu Meibao gulped it down.

There are people running back and forth in the streets, and the people in the city are mobilized, carrying the wounded, boiling water for cooking, moving stones and logs, whether the old and weak, women and children, the young, the strong, the beggars or the rich, all the same at this time, the city is there, and the city is dead, it is just a handful of loess.

There is only one doctor in the city, Song Langzhong, although the guards who come to protect the city are also equipped with doctors, but at this time it is obviously not enough, when he heard that he wanted to treat the wounded soldiers, Liu Meibao followed Song Langzhong without hesitation.

She was so busy drinking her water that she didn't care about stopping before she walked to the next wounded soldier.

A few women here are using simple mats to restrain the dead soldiers, including Song Sanniang.

Seeing her come out, Liu Meibao was a little surprised, when the government called everyone on the street to help in the war, she pulled Zhou Liangyu to death, but she didn't expect to see her for a long time, and she came out herself.

"Auntie." Liu Meibao stood beside her and handed over the bowl in her hand, with half a bowl of water left.

Song Sanniang glanced at her and didn't answer.

"Where's my brother?" Liu Meibao asked again.

Song Sanniang got up and went to the other side, Liu Meibao sighed, and didn't chase after him to ask, at this time, a team of soldiers ran over in a disorderly manner, seeing that they were all dressed by the people, obviously a family group of various families organized temporarily, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, including big knives and spears, and even hoes and iron rakes.

The crowd moved out of the way and watched as the nervous-looking but determined crowd ran past.

I wonder if I can hold the city in the end? I wonder how many of these people who have just walked by will make it to the city wall alive?

Liu Meibao looked at these people, sighed softly, and smiled to herself again.

Perhaps her short time travel career is coming to an end. (To be continued)

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