It was difficult to survive day after day, thousands of enemies under the city were besieged, and the Beacon Fort was constantly reduced from more than 200 people, and now there are only dozens of people left, and they can only hold on and wait for reinforcements, and there is no possibility of breaking through.

That night, Zhang Xiaojing, who was sleeping soundly against the wall, was awakened by a nightmare, and the injured recruit Liu Zongqi, who was not far away, seemed to have some difficulty breathing and was screaming in pain.

patted the colleagues who were keeping vigil next to him and reminded the other party to be sober, but the other party was motionless, Zhang Xiaojing thought that the other party was asleep on the city wall, and got up and pulled to wake up, but the person slipped and lay on the ground, only then did Zhang Xiaojing see clearly, and the arrow in the neck ......

Not good, enemy attack!

Without waiting for Zhang Xiaojing to warn, an enemy turned over at the city wall in front of him, and slashed towards Zhang Xiaojing's face door with a knife.

Zhang Xiaojing was shocked, and hurriedly blocked it with his arm armor, grabbed the other party's hand, and the two scuffled together.

"Kill, ......" Wen Wuji, who woke up for the first time, held a horse lance and poked Zhang Xiaojing's opponent from the side, "The enemy is coming, the enemy is coming......"

The shouts of killing resumed, and a night battle began.

Recruit Liu Zongqi kept shouting: "I can't die, I can't die......"

Only this time, instead of running wildly, he kept leaning against the wall and waiting, as if this sentence was praying for victory.

The standard-bearer Xiao Gui was at the top of the cat, holding a huge hard crossbow, with sharp arrows, taking advantage of the fact that the enemy was not easy to defend against at night, like a sniper, one by one cold arrows helped shoot the enemy who climbed to the top of the city.

To fight at night, you need lights, otherwise it is extremely unfavorable to fight with a bad line of sight, and when the enemy climbs more and more of the city, this beacon fort will not be able to hold it.

Zhang Xiaojing shouted loudly, as if he was strengthening his courage, but also boosting morale, and distinguishing between friend and foe, "Old Wen, let's talk about Chang'an's horses again!" ”

"The horse breeder and Zhao Hongying have seen each other again in thirty years......"

"Can the horse live, can we live?" Zhang Xiaojing asked loudly.

"Yes!"

"Whoever offends me will be punished!"

A group of illiterate men, a story of Chang'an City, but can be hungry for food, cold for Qiu, wartime can also boost morale, encourage everyone to have hope and never give up! This is the Eighth Regiment, a group of pure men, Tang people who take the Tang Dynasty as their glory and Chang'an as their hope.

A big battle was not until the time of Li Min, the enemy finally gave up, both sides were cleaning the battlefield, of course, mainly the eighth regiment at the head of the city, dragging the corpse, the enemy throwing down, their own people gathered up, took off the identity card, put it away, buried the corpse on the spot, arrows, blades, armor and food, all had to be carefully collected.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and after a short time there was a burst of thunder, followed by a torrential rain, which seemed to wash away the killing sins brought about by the war, but the soldiers of the 8th Regiment defending the city, but did not even have a chance to take shelter from the rain, all stuck to their posts, beware of the enemy taking advantage of the situation to attack again.

Seeing that the box containing the identity card was also raining, Zhang Xiaojing went over and poured out the water inside, sorted it out carefully, looked at the full box in silence, closed the lid, and wiped it carefully, just like being gentle and careful with his family.

Ding Laosan rushed over and asked, "We've been holding on for twenty-one days, have we done our best?" Yes? The military order is for us to reconnoitre, not to resist the enemy. More than 20 days ago, at the beginning of the enemy's meeting, he should have retreated! ”

Zhang Xiaojing glanced at the distance, sorted out the grain bags one by one, and said in a deep voice, "Fengsui Fort, easy to defend and difficult to attack, can't let it!" ”

Everyone knows why they hold on, if the enemy takes this place, then if there is a war in the future, they will attack and defend Yixing, and the city will be replaced by the Tang Dynasty to attack, how many people will die? Therefore, you can't give up, the enemy just wants to take it, and you have to throw down piles of corpses.

Ding Laosan was powerless to be stubborn like Zhang Xiaojing, "Hey! The nearest fort is only thirty miles away, and the first three regiments are full of garrisons, and we have been on fire here for more than 20 days, and no one has come to help? Chen Xingfan has been out to call for reinforcements for ten days, and the reinforcements are coming, and they should have arrived a long time ago......"

Seeing that the other party had not spoken, Ding Laosan grabbed a small piece of flax cake that had been soaked in the rain, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, complaining angrily, and he was really hungry.

Zhang Xiaojing glared at him fiercely, but didn't say anything, they are all brothers in life and death, although everyone should eat it evenly with this bit of military food, but since the third child is hungry and can't bear it, they are all his own brothers, just take a bite of him.

Ding Laosan did not continue to grab food, but grabbed Zhang Xiaojing's arm and shouted, "Retreat!" ”

"No retreat!" Wen Wuji in the distance shouted loudly, "Don't retreat, Chang'an people have this temper!" ”

Everyone looked at Lao Wen, and Lao Wen told the story again.

Zhang Xiaojing said to Ding Laosan: "Gai Jiayun will not abandon us. ”

Ding Laosan asked: "Just this bit of food, more than a dozen of us, when will the reinforcements arrive?" ”

Zhang Xiaojing didn't speak, but pulled Ding Laosan up and returned to their posts.

In the dilapidated city gate building, the injured Liu Zongqi had a nightmare: "Grandma, grandma, grandma is going to starve to death......"

Hearing this, everyone stopped listening to the story and looked at Liu Zongqi sadly.

At the top, Xiao Gui, who used a big shield to cover the rain, grabbed the big shield in annoyance, threw it aside, got up and stood up in the wind and rain, looked at the enemy camp in the distance, and shouted under this battle flag: "Don't retreat!" The eighth regiment, nine deaths without regrets! No refund! ”

It seemed that he was infected, and everyone felt a kind of faith and firmness that regarded death as home, and they got up and shouted: "The eighth regiment, nine deaths without regrets!" ”

Liu Zongqi woke up and quietly looked at the Eighth Regiment at this time, and the eyes of this recruit became more and more like the people of the Eighth Regiment.

But Ding Laosan sneaked over, found a grain bag, grabbed the crushed cake residue inside and ate it.

"Ding Laosan!" Zhang Xiaojing was so angry that he kicked him down.

Many people gathered around, although they secretly scolded the third child in their hearts, this starving ghost is supporting his life, you eat everyone's rations, and you will die if you can't keep it. Seeing Ding Laosan's aggrieved eyes, everyone was silent and consciously returned to their posts. Just this bit of food, whether you eat this bite or not, it doesn't affect anything.

It rained heavily for an hour, and at night, Ding Laosan found Wen Wuji and Zhang Xiaojing, "After another twelve hours, where are Gai Jiayun's reinforcements?" ”

Bonfires of the enemies in the city were lit, and they gathered around to sing, dance, kill sheep and have a feast.

"Lie down, lie down! They are tempting us, knowing that we are out of food......" Wen Wuji reminded one by one.

Xiao Gui walked down with a hard crossbow in hand, and Wen Wuji asked, "Why did you come down?" ”

Xiao Gui didn't answer, but looked at Ding Laosan and asked, "San, have you eaten enough?" ”

Ding Laosan slowly stood up and said stubbornly: "What's wrong?" Grandpa, I just have a lot of food, and I don't want to go to Chang'an hungry! ”

Xiao Gui didn't quarrel with him, but took two steps, pointed to the enemy in the distance below, and said, "Go down and be bait!" ”

The meaning is obvious, you ate everyone's rations, you were full, and we ran out of food. Then you'll have to go down and be bait, and we'll catch the enemy and get food from them.

Many people stood up one after another, Ding Laosan took a deep look at Xiao Gui, didn't say anything, and went to prepare silently.

Not long after, Ding Laosan fell down the city with a rope, holding a horse lance, and quietly approached the enemy camp.

At the head of the city, Xiao Gui, Zhang Xiaojing and others were all holding bows and crossbows.