Chapter 177: The King of the Dead Country
Night falls.
Han Lang still comforted the soldiers in the city, and had a large amount of food brought to them, so that the people could not only fill their stomachs, but also eat a few bites of hot food.
"Wu Jun outside the city, is there any change?"
Han Dang asked the general who was defending the city.
"Back to the king, the Wu army, as usual, has not attacked our city for two days after the sunshine. Come to think of it, Qingji may be trapped in the impregnable strength of my Hancheng, and he has the heart to withdraw his troops, but he is still hesitating. β
"Don't take it lightly!"
Han Dang waved his hand and said: "Qing Ji this person, insidious and cunning, and there are Sun Wu, Wu Zixu and other wise and demonic strategists under his command to give advice to him, maybe the Wu army is still planning, how to capture our Hancheng!" β
"The king is wise!"
Han Lang looked at the Wu military camp in the distance, his brows were tightly locked, and he still had an ominous premonition in his heart.
He led his army to harass Wu for many years, and was repulsed almost every time.
When Qingji was on the throne, Han Dang took advantage of the fire to rob and invade Zhu Fang and Yunyang in Wu in one fell swoop, but he couldn't take any advantage and could only return in vain.
Han Dang has dealt with Qingji, he knows that Qingji is a generation of heroes, and Wu is a strong soldier, if he pours out the strength of the country, it is definitely not a difficult thing to capture Hancheng.
But, how can Qingji be willing to make such a big move?
I really look down on Hanguo!
Han Dang's heart is still a little angry.
"Kill!"
At this moment, not far away, a burst of shouts and killings suddenly sounded in the sky.
Accompanied by a sea of fire, thick black smoke soared into the sky!
"What's going on?"
Han Dang was taken aback, and turned his head to see that a large number of Wu soldiers had appeared in the city at some point, and took advantage of the black light to light the fire as a signal and suddenly attacked the gate of Hancheng!
"Newspaperβ"
A junior colonel hurriedly ran over and said, "Oh no, my lord! β
"There were a lot of Wu troops in the city suddenly! We're attacking the city gates, and we can't hold it! β
"What?"
Han Lang couldn't help but change color.
"Good and dignified, how could there be a Wu army in the city? How did they get into Hancheng! Isn't it true that Wu people can put on wings and fly in? β
Handang is really incomprehensible.
However, the top priority now is not to be entangled in how Wu Jun quietly entered Hancheng.
Because when the Wu army in the city stormed the city gate, the torches were already lit up outside the city, accompanied by the chaotic sound of horses' hooves.
Han dang looked around, only to see that it was the soldiers of the Wu army who were originally staying in the camp and the warriors of the Huaiyi tribes, who had rushed to the city gate without stopping.
Apparently it was planned before, and the ignition was the number!
"Click......"
The heavy gates were immediately opened.
At the gate of the city, there was already a scene of corpses.
The soldiers of the Wu army who rushed over quickly stepped over the corpse of the enemy and screamed into the city like hungry wolves!
As more and more Wu soldiers entered Hancheng, the Han army could no longer resist and was gradually collapsing.
As the saying goes, defeat is like a mountain!
Without the slightest defense, the Han army was defeated and retreated, either dead or wounded.
When they are waited, they will either be killed by the neck, or they will obediently throw away their weapons and be captured.
"King, you can't stop it! Withdraw! β
Han Dang was fighting bloodily, and a blood-stained general beside him shouted loudly after killing an enemy.
"Withdraw? Where can the widow go? β
Han Dang smiled bitterly.
By now, he had no way out!
With his bravery, coupled with the cover of a group of loyal and brave soldiers, it is not difficult to escape from the encirclement and escape.
It's just that where can Han Lang escape?
The world is so big that there is no place for wandering!
The Han State, which originated from Dongyi, has always been looked down upon by the princes of the Zhou Dynasty.
Even among the princes canonized by the Zhou royal family, the existence of the viscount was recognized by the emperor of Zhou, but none of the Central Plains countries looked down on the Han country.
Han Dang can escape, but he is destined to not be able to return to the country!
He has become a veritable loner, the king of the lost country!
Rather than fleeing to a foreign land like a lost dog, Han Dang prefers to die of exhaustion and die in the land where he was born and raised!
"Kill!"
With a roar, like an angry lion, the spear in his hand stabbed straight into the heart of an enemy and flew it out.
There is no doubt about the bravery of the waves.
But all the enemies who came within three feet of him were slain one by one and died unexpectedly.
Relying on such bravery, relying on the indomitable faith, Han Dang rushed left and right, one person and one spear, and there was almost no enemy under his subordinates!
And Heifu, who was fighting with the Han soldiers, was not afraid after seeing such a brave Handang, and rushed towards Handang with a long ge.
The entire Hancheng has been reduced to a purgatory-like scene on earth!
The Han people are not lacking in blood, so they have a strong will to fight, and even in such a completely inferior situation, they can unswervingly take up arms and defend their country.
Qingji can clearly see that even if a Han soldier wearing leather armor falls, some people of Han wearing Ge cloth clothes can pick up their weapons, or simply take a hoe and fight with the Wu soldiers who are the invaders.
Among them, there is no shortage of sturdy women, there is no shortage of old men, and there is no shortage of childish teenagers......
How tragic and magnificent!
Rao is like this, and the demise of the Han State is already inevitable.
The fighting in Hancheng lasted from night to early the next morning.
As the sky dawned, Qingji's car crossed the road full of corpses and entered the streets of Hancheng.
The sky has appeared white, and the sound of fighting has stopped, as the victorious side, the soldiers of the Wu army are cleaning the battlefield.
In the fields outside the city, one big pit after another has been dug up, and the soldiers threw the corpses of the soldiers of the enemy and our army into the pit and buried them with carts.
This minimizes the prevention of plagues.
Some soldiers are responsible for picking up weapons such as armor, spears, swords, and halberds that can still be used, and preparing them for secondary use.
Qingji stood on top of the car, looking at the bleak situation around him, and his heart was very uncomfortable.
However, as the king of a country, Qingji is also a battlefield general, how can he not know the truth that one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither?
"Woooooooooooo
A cry rang out.
Qingji turned his head to see a woman kneeling on the ground, holding a corpse and crying.
I don't know if my husband is dead or my son is dead!
"Get out of the way! We're going to pull the bodies out of the city and bury them in a big pit! β
The two Wu sergeants stepped forward and pulled the woman away as they spoke.
But the woman was still unrelenting, and threw herself on the corpse again, and said with tears like rain: "Two generals, this is my son. He is guilty of fighting against Er Wu Jun, but he is dead, can I bury him with my own hands? Build a grave and erect a monument for it? β
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