The Mengyuan people's offensive was very fierce and very long.

They attacked from the morning, except for an hour of rest at noon, and were besieging the city until sunset.

"Retire! Retire!! ”

The last rays of sunset are about to dissipate. The Mengyuan people finally retreated. The Mengyuan soldiers retreated like a tide, taking away their own wounded soldiers by the way.

Soon, the Han Chinese auxiliaries went to the battlefield. They looked at the defenders of the city with a wince, pulled the siege engine away, and hurriedly cleaned the battlefield by the way, and gathered the corpses.

The defenders of the city did not fire their arrows, and they were completely out of strength.

Today's battle has caused heavy losses to both the elite soldiers and the militia. In the end, the soldiers who were still guarding the city, whether they were elite soldiers or militiamen, were all blessed by their ancestors.

But even then, they are tired. During the battle, fatigue was suppressed by tense nerves. They only thought about destroying the Mengyuan soldiers who climbed the city wall, and only thought about how to defend the city.

But when the Meng Yuan people retreated, the tense nerves were relaxed, and a boulder in his heart was able to fall. Fatigue is like a spring, constantly springing up.

The muscles ached, and the lungs felt like they were on fire. They gasped violently, then sat down.

I didn't care that there was blood on the ground, and it was all the corpses of my comrades scattered around.

Some people even fell asleep directly with their eyes closed.

Wu Nian stood up at the right time. Holding the hilt of the sword at his waist with his left hand, he strode up the city wall and shouted, "Don't sleep, you will freeze to death." A few men were left to guard the walls, and most of them went back to the barracks. Take a sip of ginger soup, eat and then go to sleep. ”

"Minor injuries. No matter how minor the injury, it was dealt with first. lest the injury become serious and cause an irreparable situation. ”

"Let the peasant women come up and carry away the corpses and wounded soldiers."

Except for the first wave, when Wu Nian stood up to fight, the rest of the time, Wu Nian stood still, the wound did not burst, and he did not suffer more serious injuries.

He was strong and strong, and although he bled a lot, he quickly recovered and was full of energy.

Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng, who were keeping vigil last night, had already come out to help at this time. In the afternoon, they joined the fray and captured a number of heads.

Now they are in good spirits, leading the militia who kept vigil last night to carry out patrols and alert tasks.

and arrange for the work of the city.

As Wu Nian's words sounded, the soldiers, who had completely lost their strength, opened their eyes and walked down the city wall with each other's support, and went back to the barracks.

A large number of peasant women walked up to the city walls, carrying the wounded and corpses with red eyes. When a peasant woman saw her husband's corpse, she let out a cry of grief.

At this time, Wu Nian's heart seemed to be hit by a hammer, and then it beat faster. He sighed.

Everyone's heart is fleshy.

In the past, one of his soldiers died, and he would be sad. Not to mention that now it's a piece of death.

But it can't be helped.

Don't send them to battle. Who will guard the North Hill Fort?

How can Liaodong be recaptured?

After Wu Nian sighed, he tried not to think about this question. He handed over everything to Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng, and strode into the city gate tower.

"Prepare the wine and food, and send someone to find Li Yong, Zhang Jin, Tie Niu, and Liu Wu." After Wu Nian sat down, he said in a deep voice.

"Yes." The house slave answered, turned and went down.

Soon after, Zhang Jin, Tie Niu, who was still wearing armor, and Liu Wu, who had unarmed and changed into a padded jacket, sat in the general's mansion and coordinated logistics, and Li Yong, who was not wearing armor at all, walked in one after another.

"General. You came to us because of the offensive of the Mengyuan people, right? Zhang Jin's face was a little pale, and his armor was covered with dark red blood, as well as traces left by arrow holes. As soon as he sat down, he said.

"How's it hurting? Has it been dealt with? Wu Nian looked at his embarrassed appearance and asked with concern. Although he was also embarrassed.

"The wound has been treated." Zhang Jin nodded, then raised his head and continued to look at Wu Nian.

The same is true for the others, all of whom are looking towards Wu Nian.

Although Wu Nian set the sequence of deputy generals, if he died in battle, Li Yong would take over, and then Zhang Jin would take over.

But their backbone is only Wu Nian.

Say something unlucky.

Wu Nian was the backbone when he was alive, and if he really died in battle, then he would become a spiritual totem, a spiritual totem that supported them to continue fighting.

Not only Zhang Jin realized the problem, but Tie Niu, Li Yong, and Liu Wu all realized the problem.

It's serious, you have to plan ahead.

"General. The casualties of the elite soldiers and militia of all departments were very serious. We won't be able to last four days. Whether you are ready to break through, or to arm the sturdy woman and fight to the death with the Mengyuan people, you have to have an idea. Li Yong sighed with difficulty, his face pale.

He was in charge of logistics and had a clear understanding of the losses of all parties.

With the current strength, it will be difficult to hold for four days.

But if you arm the sturdy women, the elderly, and the young people, and drain the last drop of blood, there is still a chance to carry it.

The losses of the Mengyuan people were also very serious.

The breakthrough is to preserve the vitality and take away the strong men, but if the women and children are left, they can only be lambs to be slaughtered.

How to choose this is a matter of the backbone. No one else can do it for you.

"I think it's better to arm the old man, the young man, and the stout peasant woman. Let me abandon Beishan Fort and abandon my family to break through, it is better to die here with them. Tie Niu immediately made a statement, stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes, and said in a deep voice.

His son was too young to go to war.

The wife is very strong, and it belongs to the sequence of going to the battlefield in the future. The two concubines too.

If you break through, the old and weak are consumables. Only the strong can break through.

Intellectually speaking, Tie Niu knew that breaking through was the best policy. But emotionally speaking, he felt that it was better to defend the city with his family.

Besides, it may not be impossible to hold on.

Li Yong also said that the losses of the Mengyuan people were also very large. With such a high-intensity offensive, it is difficult to say how long it can last.

Zhang Jin and Liu Wu don't care no matter what, anyway, they listen to Wu Nian.

"It will be difficult to protect the old and weak when they break through. The strong are able to escape. But if you don't have a home, it's hard to say that you will to fight. ”

"Dead knock is a solution. We have the determination to drain the last drop of blood to defend the North Mountain Fort, and it is possible to hold it. ”

"But I have a better way."

"Gather all the armor, whether it be the strong or the militia, and raise two hundred death squads. We went out of the city together and defeated the commander of the Mengyuan in the north. ”

"I'm confident."

Wu Nian was silent for a while, looked at the pessimistic crowd, took a deep breath, and said something amazing.