Two hundred and one chapters of heroes

Sun Jie, who was in a daze, seemed to have returned to Jingshi's home, and his wife was talking to his mother. The wife glanced at herself, but ignored it, and continued to talk and laugh with her mother, and the two turned a blind eye to their arrival and chatted with themselves. A two- or three-year-old boy wielded a small wooden sword, happily staggering after a butterfly, suddenly tripped and fell to the ground, and was about to get up, when he caught a glimpse of his wife and mother hurrying over, he simply rolled and cried...... Cunning little bunny! Sun Jie scolded with a smile and was about to step forward to pick up the little guy, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong - he hadn't been home for almost two years, why was his son still as old as when he left? The mother and wife also dressed when they were separated!

It's raining, and the raindrops are falling on the face. Hey, the sun is still hanging high, how can it rain? was hesitating, vaguely as if someone was shouting to himself, "Handsome, handsome!" "The voice is still familiar......

Sun Jie dizzily propped up his upper body from the ground, his head was buzzing, his ears were full of sharp tinnitus, and the figure in front of him was as blurred as if separated by several layers of veils. Sun Jie shook his head, desperately trying to remember where he was. "Dashuai is awake! Dashuai is fine! The call in the ears became more and more real, and with the call that was close at hand, the surrounding noise also slammed in from the narrow ear canal, and the figure in front of him gradually became clear, and the first thing that caught his eye was Erlei's slightly immature face. The beard on Er Lei's lips was just some black fluff, and tears washed out the bloodstained face twice, and when he saw Sun Jie wake up, this guy opened his big mouth and squeezed out a smile. "It's ugly". Somehow, this evaluation turned out to be the first thought that popped into Sun Jie's mind after regaining consciousness. In fact, Er Lei is not only not ugly, but he looks quite handsome, but after fighting for a long time, the hideous look between his eyebrows and the expression of crying and laughing look very strange.

"The raindrops are the tears of this guy!" This is the second thing that Sun Jie realized after slowly waking up. Immediately after, the whole body was pulled back to reality at once! Sun Jie stretched out his hand to grab Erlei's shoulder, and several pairs of big hands around him reached over and pulled Sun Jie, who was in iron armor, up from the ground.

Sun Jie, who was of medium height, was surrounded by several tall guards, and he couldn't really see the situation around him. Eagerly, he asked sharply, "How is the battle?" As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt nauseous in his stomach, and vomited some sour water with a wow.

"Back to Dashuai, the Miao thieves who connected the wall are all ...... was suppressed...... But ......" someone replied, but the voice behind him was very small, and Sun Jie heard a hint of ominousness.

As Sun Jie's line of sight went, the five or six guards around him dispersed, and the battle situation on the wall suddenly came into view. Only two or three towers were still standing on the wall, and one of them was clearly crooked and crumbling, apparently not lasting long before it collapsed. The soldiers in front of these towers in a semi-ring are all dressed in Ming army attire, not only the officers and soldiers of the Changjie battalion, but also many brothers of Chengdu Zhongwei, although there is no perspective of the city gate tower, but Sun Jie, who has been in battle for a long time, immediately made a judgment: his own troops have an absolute advantage, and the Miao soldiers in the inner circle are all suppressed in an extremely small space, and the reinforcements who are hugging the tower and the pedals behind are in a hurry to move forward. As long as it takes a while, these Miao soldiers in front of them will be killed one by one if they are physically exhausted, and the ones in the back will be the same, and they will die one by one, just die. A dozen archers had already run to the rear of the warband, looking for something to stand on, and by the time they began to suppress the firing, the towers would be burned to the ground......

Sun Jie cast his gaze out of the wall...... And then...... There was a pang in my heart, and a sense of despair suddenly came up, swallowing up the slightest comfort of Fang Cai!

Seven or eight large towers are already only forty or fifty feet from the wall! About half a mile behind the tower, there were still seven or eight thousand Miao soldiers striding forward!

To deal with a tower of this size, you can only rely on artillery. However, there was only one Great Divine Cannon left, and at this distance, it could only be fired once or twice at most, destroying one of them at best, and waiting for the remaining ones to come up...... Sun Jie didn't dare to think about it, and looked around, all the brothers were exhausted: yes, from the morning to the west, there was no rest, no food, and the iron man should be tired......

"Boom!"

A cannon rang out. Without looking, Sun Jie knew that it was Liu Tieniu's tiger squat cannon roaring. Hey? It was so close, but there was no sign of a bullet in any of the towers, but the Miao soldiers in the distance were in a commotion, and they fell down - well, Tie Niu knew that the smaller iron ball was unlikely to destroy the tower, so he loaded the small bullets and aimed at the rear of the Miao soldiers in the distance. In an instant, Sun Jie understood Tie Niu's thoughts: death is just around the corner! Since this is the case, let's take away as many Miao ghosts as possible, and teach the extravagant thief to see what kind of man the tiger wolf man of the Sun family is!

The other cannon didn't fire right after it, well, after fighting for so long, maybe the barrel was already scrapped.

"Boom!"

There was another sound, and the only remaining cannon also fired.

The artillery assembly of Chengdu Zhongwei is also filled with shotguns, and the bombardment is also the rear team of Miao soldiers!

Turning his head to look, the brothers of Chengdu Zhongwei were busy reloading, talking and laughing loudly, the artillery commander pointed to the Miao soldiers in the distance and shouted something, all the brothers had a smile on their faces, and the smile revealed a resolute look.

"Good man!" Sun Jie's contempt blurted out, "They are all good men!" ”

The Great God Cannon was loaded with more than twice as many shotguns as the Tiger Squat Cannon, and seeing the rear of the Yi soldiers, the thieves once again fell in pieces like harvested wheat.

The companions around him were rolling and wailing in a pool of blood, the waves of men and horses that had been killed in front of them retreated again and again, and the wounded soldiers who were dragged back were howling, and the stumps and bones were broken out - this is just one day today, and the dead and wounded of these days are all counted together, almost 20,000, right? Only seven or eight of the dense towers are still standing, and the rest have either collapsed in the field or burned by the walls...... Looking at the twisted corpses all over the field and the blood-stained dark red city wall, the Miao soldiers, who had always been known as fearless of death, were obviously afraid, and most of them began to look left and right, and the pace of their march slowed down at a speed that was visible to the naked eye......

The tower in front of me is moving faster!

Originally, the Miao soldiers who pushed the tower were a little scared. They had already discovered that the heavy firepower on the wall was limited, and at this moment the bed crossbow had already stopped firing, and a cannon was blown up into the sky not long ago, and everyone couldn't help but secretly calculate, until now, the few blows left must not fall on their heads...... There were two roars on the wall, and the large canopy projectile whistled overhead with a terrible sound of wind, so everyone was reassured: obviously the Han dogs knew that they could not do anything about themselves, so they just vented in vain to the rear team! Morale was boosted, and everyone shouted trumpets and pushed the tower towards the towering Chengdu city wall.

Sun Jie looked around again, and at that moment, his thoughts seemed to fly up to the nine heavens, away from the noisy hustle and bustle, and roamed, looking down at the battlefield full of gunsmoke and blood below him:

A Miao thief slashed at a brother's left shoulder, the brother fell down with his eyes open, and instantly stretched out his right arm to hold one of the Miao thief's calves, and opened his mouth to bite down on the bare leg! The Miao thief was in great pain, turned the handle of the knife and was about to stab downward, when he was stabbed into the lower abdomen by a spear, and then a cold light flashed, and half of his head flew into the sky.

On the pedal behind the corpse, several other Miao thieves were about to rush forward, and the guy in front was hit by an arrow on the door, and at this moment of stagnation, two or three Ding Zhuang had already jumped up, not only did they not wear armor, but they did not bring weapons, but they held a thick wooden stake together and shouted and rushed forward, so they should be the best! One Miao soldier after another was knocked over, screaming and falling off the pedal.

Black smoke was already rising from the other tower left by the wall, and one black jar after another was still flying past, most of them into the entrance, and some of them smashed on the oncoming baffle, and the flames were soaring, screams were heard from the tower, and the fire men kept tumbling and falling down the stairs behind them.

In other areas where the fighting had come to a short pause, the bloodied warriors supported each other, clenched their weapons in their hands, and looked coldly at the approaching tower. At this time, it was impossible to distinguish who was the soldier of the Changjie Battalion and which was the soldier of Chengdu Zhongwei, in Sun Jie's eyes, everyone standing on the wall was a good man with iron bones!

Looking at the Miao soldiers surging in the distance, on the tower of the city gate, Zhu Xieyuan, who had all his beard, commanded Sheng Degong: "The old man must not fall into the hands of thieves, as long as a thief steps on this gatehouse, you will kill the old man with a knife!" ”

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Sun Jie's eyes are a little moist, just die! As a martial artist, he died in battle, and his horse leather shrouded him as a matter of course! Sun Jie took two steps forward, straightened his chest, and the guards scattered everywhere gathered over and silently lined up beside their handsome. Death is death, and it is also fast to be able to go to Jiuquan with my comrades!

When Shi Meng was hit by the arrow, he felt as if he had been punched in the head, and his head was tilted back fiercely, tearing his neck painfully, as if he was almost broken. Lao Shi, who came back to his senses, saw the strangeness in the eyes of the brothers beside him, and also felt strange discomfort on his forehead...... Damn, there's an arrow in my head! Touching the wound along the shaft of the arrow, Shi Meng's face turned pale: It is so deep in the brain, there is no help. But then Lao Shi felt a little strange: if he was hit by an arrow in the head, he would definitely die...... Why aren't you dead yet? Or, is he already dead?

"Boss Shi, Boss Shi!"

This was the voice of Ding Baihu, the Chengdu central defender sent by the marshal to assist him, full of fear and surprise.

Looks like he's not dead.

Well, it's not dead now, and it won't be alive later. Old Shi thought silently in his heart. He just wondered, why couldn't he feel pain himself?

Of course, Lao Shi didn't know that in a certain situation, if a foreign object caused cranial trauma at a specific angle at a specific location, the injured person would not feel too much abnormality as if he was fine. Under the treatment of modern medical technology, even some injured people can gradually recover in addition to some functional impairment in the future. Although such things cannot be said to be countless, they are not uncommon.

However, in this era, the old history is still dead. There are usually several ways to treat arrow wounds: if you are hit by an arrow in the side of a limb or torso, and there are no bones in front of you, some people will often ask someone to hold down the injured person and poke it hard - the arrow cluster breaks through the body is always smaller than the wound left by the knife. If there is a bone or important organ in the front, then the knife is used to cut the wound and carefully remove the arrow cluster with a barb. There is also an untold secret among some of the most skilled doctors, they have a cannula-like instrument that expands, penetrates the wound, slowly turns the handle, and opens the musculature on both sides, so that the arrow cluster can be removed with the least collateral damage and the least pain of the injured person - of course, it cannot be pulled out directly under any circumstances. These three situations are not suitable for Lao Shi, at this moment, the arrow can be stuck in Lao Shi's head for a while, if he tries to take it out, he will be killed on the spot! One of the brothers stepped forward and cut the shaft of the arrow with large scissors, leaving only a small section of the length of an inch on the outside of the head. With this pulling, blood slowly leaked out around the wound.

In front of the fence, the brothers had already been fighting with the Miao thieves who pounced on them, and Lao Shi wanted to go up to join the battle, but was dragged to the door by Lao Ding: "Boss Shi, there is an arrow stuck in the braincase, and you still hit a hammer!" Sit down, sit down, take a break, and when the dogs are defeated, let's take you to see Lang Zhongthia......"

The fence fell.

All the brothers pounced on them in full fit, and the seriously injured had already been sent to the city, and even the lightly wounded and Ding Zhuang who were resting in the doorway pounced with red eyes.

Lao Shi was still confused, standing alone five or six steps behind the battle line, thinking a thousand things, but he couldn't say what he was thinking.

There was a burst of cheers from the front.

The Miao thieves launched too early, and the large group of thieves behind them had not yet come up, and more than 100 people did not withstand the Jedi counterattack launched by the two or three hundred defenders, most of them were killed and wounded, and only three or four people escaped.

The brothers laughed and cursed loudly, pointing their weapons at the back of the fleeing enemy and venting their emotions wantonly. However, the last line of defense was no longer there, and the overwhelmingly superior thieves in the distance were still driving here, and every defender knew that in the near future, when the battle of the outnumbered people approached, the gate of Chengdu Mansion behind him would be closed with a rumbling close, and this was the place where he would fall.

Shi Meng was taken aback.

It's not the enemy in the distance, but the dead silence on the wall behind him! Looking up at the wall, there was nothing to be seen except the towering battlements and the half-collapsed and burning towers. Lao Shi looked out of the wall, and immediately knew why the brothers at the head of the wall no longer shouted: seven or eight giant towers had approached to a distance of about thirty feet from the wall, and behind each tower there were dozens or hundreds of Miao thieves pushing with grinning teeth!

Lao Shi desperately thought about the last time he heard the sound of cannonballs, well, it was almost before and after he was hit by an arrow, I can't remember clearly. Anyway, from then until now, no cannon fire has been heard on the wall!

Finished.

When these guys lean against the wall, at most half a cup of tea, thieves from afar will flock to them - the son is finished, the handsome man is finished, and the Chengdu Mansion is finished!

No, it must not be! With our old history, this must not happen!

Shi Meng turned his head and saw the oil canisters piled up in the hole in the city gate, and immediately made up his mind and issued the last order in his life: "The brothers of Chengdu Wei escort the wounded into the city, and the brothers of Team C who can still move, follow a certain enemy to break the enemy and burn the tower!" ”

Dozens of figures stood in a daze, in order to run faster, like their boss, using daggers to cut the leather cords on each other's iron armor, wearing only cloth clothes, some picked up a big oil can, and some picked up torches...... Ding Baihu stood in the doorway, and the two heavy city gates slowly closed in front of his tearful eyes, and closed with a bang......

Outside the city gate, dozens of figures were divided into seven or eight groups, shouting and rushing towards the approaching enemy tower!

No cover, no weapons, no hesitation and cowering, all they have, just courage!

The courage to move forward, the courage to be invincible, the courage to die!

It's for—

Hero!