Chapter 109: Breaking the City

On the second day, there were many more people who went out of the city to attack Guan Shengyun than the day before, and there were 70,000 or 80,000 people. However, everyone felt that the pressure was much less. It is not surprising that the generals knew the clever plan of the young army division, so they were full of confidence, and the soldiers, whether they were soldiers or auxiliaries, were also in high morale when they faced the battle.

Of course, no general was stupid enough to tell his big head soldiers and young army divisions about the strategy of breaking the city, and the high morale came from several aspects: first, the 4,000 auxiliaries with almost no training killed tens of thousands of menacing corpses all over the field, and the participants all ate the war stoves that night, and their jaws were raised to the sky with pride. When he returned to the shack, he could not lie down, and he could not sleep after lying down, and it was not long before he got up and jumped to every corner of the auxiliary camp in the light and shadow of the campfire, and told the story of his bravery, and the ugliness of the "thieves" who, yes, called their opponents, before their death, and ...... Tsk, how fat is the piece of meat in the wooden bowl just now, the fat of the white flower flower has three fingers, oh no, it is clearly four fingers thick! After the second line of defense that was not in the battle, the 4,000 people still ate auxiliary food, and after listening to it, they were not envious and jealous...... Well, and hate. Well, that's right, I hated it so much that I forgot the fear I had at the beginning. Guo Qinglin had already conveyed the orders of the Young Army Division to the battalion officers and team officers, and the officers had tacitly turned a deaf and dumb eye to such blatant but greatly morale-boosting indiscipline. Secondly, today's defense line is farther away from Nanyang Chengguan, and the people are even more disturbed by the coming and going of the Gubai pine horse team from time to time on the road, especially the disconnect caused by the difference in physical strength. Naturally, the auxiliaries became more confident the more they fought, so much so that after each rain of arrows knocked down most of them, the officers had to stop their eager subordinates from holding back their irresistible desire to shoot. At this time, the soldiers of the Flying Beast Battalion, who were only wearing half of their leather armor and had enough spirits, would leap out of the gaps in each small formation and advance in great strides, slashing the rest of the remnants who were completely exhausted and stumbling and falling in a few steps, mercilessly slashing to the ground, and returning at the close distance of the next wave of people, exposing them to another round of arrows that were falling on their heads......

In fact, it is not these that really play the biggest role, but the tragic battlefield the day before yesterday.

Those who yearn for war are always those who have never experienced war themselves, because in their imagination, of course, they are brave and will definitely drive all thieves into their heads. Will the thieves resist? Will it be more ferocious? Look left and right, I'm sorry! Don't look at how many of us have here!

After eating two mixed breads, this feeling is even stronger. Under the shouts of the officials, everyone rushed to the camp of the thieves in the distance with a hundred times more confidence.

Until...... They saw the horrific corpses all over the place.

The parched land has long since greedily swallowed yesterday's blood, leaving behind only an endless mark of black-red terror. The cracked turtle-like openings, like the huge mouths of demonic beasts, are silently screaming, expecting more blood to be spilled to nourish the insatiable black abyss. Bodies that struggled and twisted into all sorts of strange shapes, severed hands, stumps, half-split heads, and intestines that flowed all over the ground...... At night, the strong smell of blood attracted a large number of wild cats, and at this moment, disturbed by the footsteps of the crowd, they poked their heads out of the pile of corpses and even the abdomen of the corpses, licking the blood stains on their lips, and looking vigilantly at the crowd. Tangled in filthy hair, covered in blood, menacing fangs, and wicked eyes...... What kind of divine beast is this, it is clearly the embodiment of the demon in hell!

Wow, wow, wow, wow...... Most of the people began to hunch over and vomit, vomiting out the hard buns they had just eaten in the morning, along with gastric juice and bile, and the sour and bloody gas filled the entire space.

The situation of the soap officials is not much better, but after all, they know in their hearts that they are the tools in the hands of Lord Qian - they are usually oil rammers, they must be able to squeeze the most oil and water out of adults, and they are whips when thieves come to attack, and they must dutifully drive the cannon fodder into the slaughterhouse. As long as it is useful to adults, it means safety, so they all wave sticks and drive people in the direction of the thieves.

Halfway through the walk, the survivors who had narrowly escaped yesterday struggled out of the ditches and the grass one after another, and once again merged into the flow of people, and at the same time spread an increasingly strong sense of terror to the crowd.

Finally, the slower and slower crowd finally came close to the thief, and then, the red flag that summoned death from the lookout fell, and a dense crowd of flying locusts swooped down in front of them......

Before the sun was covered by the western peaks, Qian Yuchuan received a report that he still did not repel the thieves today. However, Mr. Qian was not worried at all, everything was planned.

Before the end of the hour (more than ten o'clock in the morning), Qian Yuchuan deliberately went up to the north wall to look for a while, and saw the billowing black smoke rising into the sky in the distance, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: Burn, burn as much as you want! The surrounding trees are almost cut down, right? Tomorrow, are you going to send someone to cut down a tree in the distance and bring it over to continue burning, or are you going to simply drag the raft from the river ashore and set it on fire? How many arrows are left, will they be enough to release the day after tomorrow? It's still the same sentence, Lord Ben has the cheapest and inexhaustible human life, what do you have?! I'm worried about you! Hahaha...... The more I thought about it, the more proud I became, and casually chanted two lines of poetry: Don't be An An starvation, but serve as a praying mantis with an arm - why can't you honestly starve to death and pull it down, and you have to use your mantis arm as a car?

That's what you do!

That's what it is!

By noon, Qian Yuchuan's mood was better. In the west, especially in the south, more people poured in. Roughly calculated, another 40,000 or 50,000 fresh troops can be sent out tomorrow. Well, it must have been the people in the east of the city who were separated by the muddy water and finally went downstream and managed to cross the river! Well, when you go back and wait for the defeat of the thieves, you have to pick a few of these Hedong people to be commended in red and colorful - if you encounter a similar situation in the future, the people will know what to do! Hugh saw that they lived so hard, and they were all willing to go to the soup for this lord!

Fighting with Ben-sama? Hum!

In the afternoon, Mr. Qian's good mood was slightly affected. According to the officials who supervised the people's battle, the mood of the crowd today was far less high than yesterday, and the closer they got to the thieves' camp, the more they flinched. There are two main reasons, one is that I am afraid when I see corpses all over the ground. The other is that the guys who escaped death yesterday are adding fuel to the fire and blazing the ferocity of the thieves. But it is also for this reason that there are not many dead and injured people today, only more than 20,000, not as good as yesterday, not to mention that there are still 40,000 or 50,000 guys who were scattered by thieves in the field north of the city.

Qian Yuchuan thought about it and had a countermeasure. The order went down, and 200 soldiers were pulled down from the walls, plus more than 400 people in his own entourage, and all of them were scattered. First, gather the people scattered in the wilderness, let them drag the corpses on the ground, and don't put them there to affect the mood of the people who will fight tomorrow, and then let these people gather in the northwest corner, and then let them follow after tomorrow when the new arrivals of the day are sent out. The first time someone who stepped on the battlefield saw that there were so many new forces coming behind him, they were bound to increase their confidence sharply, and they might be able to defeat the thieves tomorrow!

Before the time of the lantern, a few horses sent out to reconnoiter brought even more exciting news: the thieves' defense line no longer existed, and only an unfinished wooden fence remained, and behind it were all kinds of shacks and tents. There was no defense at all on the west side, and some of them dared to go around and probe, but they did not see the mountains of baggage, and thought that they had all been transported to the boats in the river—it seemed that the thieves also knew that they could not be beaten, and were ready to run away!

Run? Hmph, where to run!

When the thieves are defeated tomorrow, how fast and how far can a fully loaded raft run against the current? What's more, it has lost the protection of the group of thieves! These are all in the pockets of this official! It is definitely different from the past or elsewhere, this battle is a real victory! Those thief ships in the water can just be used to transport tens of thousands of thief heads to the Jingshi! Tens of thousands of heads! This is a miracle in the past 200 years! This kind of miraculous feat, it's time to be a marquis, right? The more Qian Yuchuan thought about it, the more excited he became, so he simply drafted a concert with Master Kang overnight.

As soon as the sky was brightened, Qian Yuchuan personally led people to send the hot steamed buns mixed with a lot of white flour to the north gate to "sacrifice the army". Lord Qian spoke impassionedly, and the people devoured and ate, and when Qian Yuchuan's foaming speech was finished, the crowd was surging and responding, and the surging crowd was full of unwavering confidence in victory, and strode towards the thief camp in the north.

After all, the wilderness is not an official road, and more and more people are gathering, and the people who stayed in the northwest corner at night have also converged one after another. After walking for more than an hour, everyone drove to a distance of one mile from the thief's camp, but they did not see the thieves out of the camp. I had a good eye and vaguely saw a lot of small black dots running between the camp and the raft. The officials who pressed the formation all got the orders of Master Kang, Master Qian, and they were overjoyed: they were expected by Lord Qian, and the thieves were going to escape! shouted and drove everyone to rush over.

After the daylight was bright, the city gate guards opened the south gate and west gate of Nanyang Mansion again, and it didn't take long for groups of people to come to help appear in the field of vision one after another, which was not the case in the past few days. Zheng Hao, the city gate official, looked at the wall for a while, and a strange thought rose in his heart, he couldn't speak, but he faintly felt that something seemed to be wrong. Zheng Hao tilted his head and thought for a while, but he didn't understand. The sun was warm, and there was a hint of sleepiness on his body, "Anyway, as long as you don't get sent out to fight the thieves, if you defeat the thieves, Lord Qian will always give you some rewards." Zheng Hao decided not to bother anymore, yawned, sat down against the wall, shrunk his head into the shadows, and stretched his legs comfortably into the sun to doze.

Qian Yuchuan, who returned to the Yali, was also a little sleepy. It's been three watches after writing the recital last night, and I'm too excited, of course, I didn't sleep steadily, and I got up too early today. So he gave an order and went back to the back hall to squint for a while.

Although everyone ran desperately, they were still half a step slower, and when the excited crowd forced the thief to only a few dozen steps, it seemed that he could reach out in time, and under the noses of the people, the last thief boarded the boat. The two boatmen standing at the bow and tail pushed hard, and the boat left the shore, and the boat swung to the middle of the river to the sound of regretful scolding.

Apparently this is a thief. On the shiny iron helmet, the black helmet was a foot long, standing proudly, a lot taller than the thieves on the surrounding boats. As the crowd watched, the thief raised his right arm, stayed for a moment, and then swiftly swung downward, making a menacing chopping motion towards the crowd on the shore. An unconvincing boo broke out on the shore: "Don't run if you have the ability!" "There is a kind of come up to see grandpa and don't pick your thief skin! "Chase quickly, the Mo Sect thief has fled!" ”……

Bang!

As the thief cut off his arm, there was a deafening bang, startling everyone. Immediately, an echoing whistle sounded in each boat, and it rose and fell along the winding water, gradually spreading far and wide, and it lasted for a long time.

At the sound of the whistle, the thief boats began to move, one by one, and set sail in turn.

Sail downstream!

The boatmen who operated the boat supported the penny, rocked the oars, rowed the oars, and went down the river, the raft drove faster and faster, like one spark meteor after another, leaving behind the stunned crowd and rushing straight to Nanyang Mansion!

The crowd at the back of the west side of the field on the shore was at a loss, and thousands of ragged villagers, still under the command of the officials, mustered up what little strength they had left, and rushed in the direction of the already empty thief camp...... Farther to the north, on a dirt slope, Gu Baisong's horse team watched silently.

Zheng Hao, who was half-asleep, was awakened by a commotion, and before he opened his eyes, he smelled a thick smell of smoke in his nose. As soon as I stood up, I was greeted by billowing black smoke in the air. When he ran to the inner wall and looked at the city, he couldn't help but freeze on the spot: in Nanyang Mansion, twenty or thirty places had been lit with raging fires, and there were crowds of people running in amazement, crashing like headless flies.

And the shiny sword light!

The sword light that flickered from time to time in the smoke suddenly cut through the fog that had just shrouded in front of him, and Zheng Hao finally remembered what was wrong earlier: there were many young people mixed in the crowd that entered the city today, although the clothes they wore were as tattered, but the way they walked, especially their strong bodies, was completely different from others! When he cast his gaze from the city to farther with difficulty, Zheng Hao's mood completely collapsed - the endless raft in the water rode the wind and waves, like a sharp arrow straight towards the city! Near the shore, every raft poured out a cold glow, flashing and rushing towards the north wall. It didn't take long......

The gatehouse of the north wall began to burn!

At the same time, shouts of "Escape" and "Thieves have broken the city" erupted in his ears, and before Zheng Hao, who could barely take a step, reluctantly turned around, he caught a glimpse of the sea of swords and guns rushing towards his feet in the open space between the thorny water and the white river in the south.

[Stop for two days on weekends. I think it's good to be troublesome to forward, and readers are more motivated to write more. Thanks a lot. 】