"Newspaper... The Metropolitan Governor, Zhou Yingjian has led his troops to attack the Water Gate. ”

Outside the city of Guangling County, on a hill, a Yan Tan horse came quickly and reported in front of Murong Bolie, the commander of the army on the right side of Yan.

"What's going on so far?" Murong Bolie was overjoyed when he heard this, and asked.

"His troops are fighting fiercely with the enemy." Yan Jun replied.

"No wonder Teng Ge appreciates him, it's very human!" Murong Bolie looked at Tang Qingsi and laughed.

"Although Zhou Yingjian is young, he is brave and strategic, and he is really a rare general in my Dayan country!" Tang Qingsi smiled and nodded.

"Oh? Hereditary so much for him? Murong Burlie asked.

"Isn't that the case with the Governor?" Tang Qingsi asked with a smile.

"Haha..."Murong Bolie laughed out loud and ordered: "Order the whole army to attack the city, within an hour, you must take all Guangling County, after the city is broken, Xu will decide for three days." ”

This is the case with siege warfare, as soon as one point is breached, other points will appear, until it collapses and the whole city collapses.

Murong Huiying, who was on the side, couldn't help but tremble slightly after hearing the words "three days of self-determination".

Murong Bolie's four-character general order is too heavy, and three days of self-determination is also an order to slaughter the city, killing, burning, robbing, raping, plundering, etc., can be done at will.

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"White Tiger Battalion, the whole army is arrayed!"

"White Tiger Battalion, enter!"

"If you advance, you will live, and if you retreat, you will die!"

"Fellow countrymen, life is the same life, death is the same death!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

In the fifth year of Yan Yongping and the third year of Xia Yuanjia, the army of Yan Right Road attacked the city of Xia Guangling County, and Zhou Fugui, the supervisor of the Yan military camp, led the White Tiger Battalion with 200 warriors, and used fire to attack Guangling County from the water gate.

Zhou Fugui and other nearly 200 warriors are facing a crazy counterattack of the Xia army in the city at this moment.

Zhou Fugui and other nearly 200 warriors were wrapped in heavy armor, holding strong iron shields and sharp machetes, etc., or three people into a three-person array, or seven people into the Big Dipper Seven Star Array, the big array set the small array, and the small array leaned on the big array, forming a battle formation to resist the crazy counterattack of the Xia army.

There are only 200 people in the battle formation, but its momentum is like a thousand troops, which is really fierce and amazing.

"Kill the thief, kill!"

"The thief who killed a thousand knives, fight with them!"

"We all die here today!"

Zhou Fugui led the army to invade Guangling County, and the Xia soldiers and civilians of Guangling County all understood that the time limit had come, but at this moment, almost no one flinched, whether it was men and women, or young and old.

Countless Xia soldiers and civilians held all kinds of blades and rushed towards Zhou Fugui and other 200 people, including old and young, old and old, ancient and rare, and even the elderly, the young and the young, and even Huangkou, etc., some men and women.

Under the reflection of the firelight, all of them distorted their faces, dragging the long-hungry, emaciated bodies to rush to kill.

The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, the strong man is gone, and the Xia soldiers and civilians of Guangling County swear to fight with Hu Lu to the end.

"Raise your shield!"

Zhou Fugui, the general of the White Tiger Battalion in the array, saw the opponent's arrow attacking, so he ordered loudly.

"Whoa!"

The iron shield was held high, and the arrows and arrows shot by the Xia army, and the stones thrown by the Xia army, etc., were almost all bounced off and fell all over the ground, and then dozens of warriors in the large array bent their bows and arrows, and fired their bows to counterattack, and the arrows were like rain, and the Xia soldiers and civilians who rushed over were shot down one after another, and the blood was like a stream, flowing in all directions.

Guangling County was trapped for four months, and the city was almost exhausted, and the few sharp arrows, sharp knives and guns, and strong iron shields could only be left for Xia's elite soldiers and horses, so these Xia soldiers and civilians in front of Zhou Fugui and others had extremely rudimentary weapons, including kitchen knives, wooden sticks, and even bamboo guns, bamboo knives, etc., which could not resist the rain of arrows.

The only thing that can be resisted, or rather, can only be filled with life, and the flesh and blood can resist the opponent's sharp arrows, sharp blades, etc.

Xia Junmin continued to fall, stepping on the corpses alive, holding all kinds of blades, shouting loudly and continuing to kill.

"Bump!" With a loud bang, after paying countless casualties, Xia Junmin finally rushed in front of Zhou Fugui and other 200 warriors, but what they faced was a big shield like an iron tower and a bright and sharp big knife.

"Block! Chop! Obstruct! Hack,"

The movements of the two hundred warriors were almost the same, simple and clear, neat and uniform, raising their shields to block, swinging their swords and splitting, and the Xia army in front of them was constantly chopped to the ground, the stumps and broken arms fell to the ground, and the corpses were spread all over the street, the scene was miserable, like a hell on earth, and I couldn't help but be terrified when I saw it.

"Kill the thief!"

A strong man of the Xia army broke into the formation and stabbed a white tiger battalion warrior next to Zhou Fugui with a spear, the warrior snorted in pain, and fell backwards, Zhou Fugui swung his knife and slashed the head of the Xia army, and then kicked down the headless corpse.

"Kill!" Zhou Fugui also had blood-red eyes, and raised a knife to meet a Xia woman who rushed over, the woman was a middle-aged woman, wielding a kitchen knife and cutting off Zhou Fugui's head, but Zhou Fugui slashed down and cut off her right foot, the woman fell, and Zhou Fugui stabbed her to death.

"Poof!" With a bang, Zhou Fugui stabbed the woman's chest and abdomen, and the blood splashed three feet high, splashing Zhou Fugui's face.

"Kill! Kill! Kill Lao Tzu! Kill all these deadly ones! ”

Zhou Fugui touched the blood on his face, which made Zhou Fugui look unusually hideous and terrifying, and he slashed down another Xia Jun with a knife, and roared like a beast.

Almost all of the nearly 200 warriors in the White Tiger Battalion are just like Zhou Fugui, they were still individuals yesterday, but today they have become beasts, bloodthirsty beasts, mercilessly, frantically slashing and killing Xia soldiers and civilians.

The fellow villagers fell in front of them one by one and died in front of them, which had already made Zhou Fugui and others lose their humanity.

At this moment, there is no mercy, what benevolence, what morality, etc., are gone, only the word killing is left in their eyes, and fear is also left behind, and it seems that crazy slashing is their fate.

Brutal warfare can turn a cowardly man into a warrior, and a kind-hearted man into a bloodthirsty beast.

"Bang!" With a bang, Zhou Fugui, Dian Meng and several other White Tiger Battalion warriors held iron shields and surrounded a young man who was only seventeen or eighteen years old Xia Jun in the corner, and a White Tiger Battalion warrior swung his shield and hit the young man's head.

The thin young man leaned against the corner of the wall, slowly shrunk down, raised his knife to fight back, but he was already weak, but a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Puff puff!"

The sharp blade stabbed into the boy's body.

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"Kill! Kill it! ”

"The governor has an order, the city is broken, and the self-determination is three days!"

In the middle of the night, the city gate of Guangling County was cleaned by the Yan army, and at this moment the city gate was opened, and countless Yan soldiers held torches high, and rushed in with various blades, or entered over the wall, or rushed into the city from the city gate, and fought with the Xia army in the city.

In a team, a group of Yan army iron horsemen galloped, like the sound of thunderous iron hooves, the Yan army iron horsemen raised their sabers and shouted loudly to enter the fortress-like, but dilapidated Guangling County city.

After Huang Yanlin's death, the city of Guangling County, which was held by his son Huang Xing, finally fell after holding out for more than 130 days in the siege of the Yan army.

In the more than 130 days that Huang Yanlin, Huang Xing, and others held out, Guangling County's grain stocks had long been exhausted, and the soldiers and civilians of Guangling County first slaughtered cattle, sheep and other livestock, and then had to cook bows, crossbows, tendons, and armor to satisfy their hunger, or wrapped their stomachs with tree bark, chaff, hay, etc., and even the tragic situation of cannibalism among the children appeared.

There is no hope for reinforcements, the food is exhausted, and the strength cannot be restored, the fall of Guangling County is unavoidable, and Zhou Fugui led the army to attack the water gate, which is just to add fuel to the fire.

The Xia soldiers and civilians of Guangling County understood the importance of the city, and understood that after the city was broken, no one in the city could be spared, so countless ragged and skinny soldiers and civilians of Guangling County still gritted their teeth and fought with the Yan army in the streets and alleys of the city, fighting to the death and bloody battles with the Yan army.

However, the general trend has gone, Guangling County's young county shou Huang Xing is burdened with his young son and officials, tablets, etc., and would rather die than give in, throw himself into the river and die, pity the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, full of loyal martyrs, all sacrificed their lives for the country.

There were countless Xia officials and civilians who threw themselves into rivers, wells, hanged to death, and took poison, but there were also many officials, generals, and soldiers who surrendered to the Yan army.

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With a "dang bang", Zhou Fugui, the leader of the White Tiger Battalion of the Yan Army, threw his shield, bow and arrow, and long knife on the ground, and sat on the steps on the side of the street, looking at the devastation in his eyes, panting heavily.

Zhou Fugui led the army to fight for a whole night, and he was already exhausted, so he wanted to sleep well, but his heart was like a tide, and he couldn't close his eyes, close his eyes, and the dead fellow villagers, Xia Junmin, who was killed by Zhou Fugui and others, would appear in front of him.

At this moment, the sky is already bright, but the sound of horses' hooves, shouts of killing, screams, begging for mercy and other sounds are still endless.

"Camp master...", fellow veterinarian Wei Blind handed over a bag of goat's milk.

Zhou Fugui nodded, took the goat's milk, and poured it violently, but it squirted out with a "poof".

"Why does it smell of blood?" Zhou Fugui glared at Wei Blind and said angrily.

"Hey, camp master..."The blind man Wei pointed to the helmet on Zhou Fugui's head.

On the edge of the helmet, the blood fell drop by drop and fell into the goat's milk.

"Uncle Cao's..." After Zhou Fugui scolded, he took off his helmet and threw it aside, but there were two sounds, one was the sound of the helmet falling to the ground, and the other was from the room behind Zhou Fugui.

"There's someone in the house!"

A group of soldiers of the White Tiger Battalion who were resting suddenly stood up vigilantly with their blades, and Zhou Fugui also stood up with a long knife in his hand and looked at the room.

Suoda Ti was holding an axe and kicked open the door, but the situation inside made Zhou Fugui and the others look at each other, not knowing what to do.

Author's note: Lao Xue wrote this chapter with a heavy mood, but in order to restore the bloody and brutal wars of ancient times as much as possible, he had to grit his teeth and write it down.