It's not just centurions like Bai Zhaomei and ordinary soldiers who are rescuing.

Meng Zhixu was also directing at the rescue site.

He was dressed in the armor of a general, and his face was as calm as water.

He knew that the army of Rong was approaching in an instant, and now it had reached the point where there was no way to retreat.

The city wall was blown up, and it was the people's hearts that were most afraid of being destroyed.

After all, the people of Ningcheng have always believed that Meng Zhixu can protect Ningcheng, but now that the city wall has been blown up, how can they effectively resist the enemy when the army of Rongguo is killed.

The unarmed people of Ningcheng faced the army of Rongguo, how to escape.

These people are the people of Great Xia, and they are the people who have always trusted the Northwest Army.

He must not allow these people to be trampled by the iron hooves of the Rong State.

He must not retreat!

The only way out is to fight.

Even if the reinforcements are delayed, they will fight, even if the ministers of the DPRK and China are discussing and fighting with him.

Fight to the end.

He wants to be like the previous emperor who was King Jing at the beginning, and the enemy is outside Ningcheng.

It was fast dawn.

Thanks to the participation of the army in the rescue and the concerted efforts of the people, the people buried under the rubble were soon rescued.

The originally simple city wall was blown open, and there would be no casualties. However, the wall in the northwest corner is close to the houses, and the blasts and rubble generated bring down the houses next to them.

This caused the people to be crushed in the rubble.

Some of the people who were dug up were wounded, and some were lifeless.

The lifeless corpses were piled up in an open field, and they were very shocking in the firelight.

These are all sins done by the people of Rongguo.

Bai Dazhuang looked at the corpses piled together, and he couldn't say what he felt in his heart.

He didn't understand what the people of Rong were trying to do, if they wanted to treat the people so cruelly, even if they occupied Ningcheng, the people were gone, and there was only an empty city, what was the point?

The girl in red named Yue'er saw her mother's body piled up among the many corpses, and she cried heartbreakingly and wanted to pounce, but was pulled by Bai Zhaomei.

Xia Qinghe watched from the sidelines, and took Yue'er over and coaxed her softly.

learned from Yue'er's mouth that her father was a soldier in the Northwest who died, and now her mother has died again, so she is really pitiful at a young age.

Xia Qinghe decided to take her with him on the spot.

Bai Dazhuang and Zhao Dazhui commanded everyone to build bricks and stones on the wall.

At this time, there was a quarrel at the mouth of the city wall.

It turned out that many large families in Ningcheng City learned that the city wall was blown up, and they were worried that the army of Rongguo would kill them, so they took their families out of the city to take refuge.

The soldiers defending the city were naturally reluctant to let them go, which was also for their consideration, if they encountered the Rong army on the way, it was better to stay in the city safely.

But these big families did not listen to the persuasion, but quarreled with the soldiers defending the city.

Meng Zhixu looked at all this coldly, and walked quickly to the city gate.

"Those who want to get out of the city are not stopped, and those who want to stay and live and die with Ningcheng will stay." Meng Zhixu stood in front of people, and the aura brought by the battlefield had an oppressive majesty.

The men stopped arguing under intense pressure.

Meng Zhixu continued: "I and the Northwest Army will swear to protect you to the death, please believe me." When you leave this city and encounter the Rong army, what should you do? It's better to stay and watch our Northwest Army fight against the water, so that there is still a glimmer of life. ”

As soon as Meng Zhixu's words fell, the five large families who had gone out of the city together returned to four households, one of which insisted on leaving, and the defenders had to let them go.

Meng Zhixu breathed a sigh of relief.

His original intention was not to stop these large families, but to worry that more people would flee with the big families.

If it is intercepted halfway by the Rong State and presses the ordinary people to attack the city, will this gate be opened or not, will it be a war or not?

It must be a war, how can those soldiers bear to stab their own compatriots with the knives and arrows in their hands.

At that time, the whole battlefield will be very passive.

Once you fall into passivity, you risk failure.

You don't have to think about what it means to fail.

Meng Zhixu said to the soldiers and the people: "The Rong people blew up our walls, trampled on our land, slaughtered our people, and didn't even let us have a good year. ”

"Right there, whose brothers and sisters lie there, whose fathers and mothers lie there, whose children lie down, they are all the people of my Ningcheng and the people of Great Xia. If it weren't for the Rong people, they wouldn't be lying there. Meng Zhixu pointed to the piles of corpses and said.

There were people sobbing softly among the surrounding people, and there were their brothers and sisters, their fathers and mothers, their children...... On this Chinese New Year's Eve, right in front of me, the first rays of sunshine of the New Year can no longer be seen by the Rong people.

The sound of sobbing and wailing not only made the people feel sorry for it, but also filled the hearts of the iron-blooded soldiers with compassion.

"So today is the time for a decisive battle, and I will let the people of Rong pay back our land, our walls, and our people with blood." Meng Zhixu's voice was as hard as steel in the cold night.

"Repay! Repay! The soldiers roared.

The bereaved people cried out.

At dawn, there was no attack from the Rong State, and Meng Zhixu decided to take the initiative to attack.

It wasn't his hasty decision.

Originally, the Northwest Army decided to take the initiative to attack the Rong State on Chinese New Year's Eve.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the walls of Ningcheng were blown up, and many people were killed, which was the scar of Ningcheng.

Under the great sorrow and worry that the Rong State was slaughtering the city, the Northwest Army, from the generals to the ordinary soldiers, was even more fierce than before.

And the people of Ningcheng also aroused the determination to fully support the war.

If you don't fight, you will die.

After the war, there is still a glimmer of life.

The hearts of the people in Ningcheng are tighter than before.

As a general in the northwest, Meng Zhixu is not only good at military affairs, but also understands the will of the people.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, just in front of the bombed-out city wall, the Pledge launched an active attack on the army of the Rong Kingdom.

The Northwest Army has long been assembled.

Meng Zhixu, as the commander, took the lead, and after leaving the city gate, the city gate slowly closed, and if anyone returned, he would be killed.

Xie Xiaolian and Wu Xiaoying stayed in the city to defend the city.

Because Meng Zhixu led the army out of the city to raid the Rong State, the same Rong State would also send people to raid Ningcheng.

It is necessary to leave a part of the troops to guard Ningcheng.

Seeing that Xie Xiaolian stayed to defend the city, Bai Dazhuang thought that Bai Zhaomei must also stay, but he didn't expect Bai Zhaomei to follow Meng Zhixu to meet the enemy.

Watching the army slowly disappear in the dark night, Bai Dazhuang couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Big brother, it is a soldier's duty to obey orders, and when the fifth brother joins the army, he must obey orders. Whether you are facing the enemy or defending the city, someone needs to do it. Bai Erzhuang comforted the eldest brother and said, "I believe that only the fifth brother can slash and kill the enemy." ”

Bai Dazhuang knew that what the second brother said was right, and he also knew that whether it was facing the enemy or defending the city, the fifth brother would play his most heroic side.

So he didn't think about it, and concentrated on the bricks and stones on the city wall.