Time: At about 1 o'clock in the afternoon, it was almost 8 hours before Hu Biao and their second phase of the task was officially completed.

Since the end of the last battle, the Tartar camp, which had been silent for about half an hour, suddenly moved again.

Originally, under Hu Biao's observation, he was depressed, like a tartar like a plague old hen, and he seemed to have been beaten with a tube of chicken blood, and his emotions were more excited.

Seeing this, Hu Biao, under the incomparably bitter heart, could only spit out one sentence in his mouth:

"Special! It's true that a widow has died of her son, and there is no hope. ”

In the position next to Hu Biao, AT, Xu Feng, Yang Dongli, Wolf Qing, Lao Snake, Xu Er and others did not speak, but the expression on their faces was extremely bitter, which actually explained a lot of problems.

Zhang Xiuniang, who was carrying Xie Guangkun on her back, also silently appeared behind the earthen wall with a certain spring kitchen knife, and even she knew that it was the last moment.

Before, while the Tartars had retreated, they could have forty or fifty minutes.

After hurrying up, they did something urgently.

For example, some of the more serious wounds on the body were treated more or less urgently, so that they would not bleed a lot.

Otherwise, before the Tartars hit, they would first be like the unlucky corn and Yu Hanfeng, and they would directly lose too much blood and hang up.

The defense line was temporarily repaired, specifically the more than a dozen Tartar corpses, and the wound that was blown off the couch was slightly plugged up.

In addition, I collected some stones, beams and other wood, and planned to use them as sassal wood and rolling stones later.

By the way, everyone divided the remaining high-calorie foods such as chocolate and candy and wiped them all; It can be regarded as a way to add some calories to the weak body.

It's just that in a hurry, after doing so many of the above things.

When there was such a change in the camp of the Tartars in front of them, and it seemed that a new attack would start again, their faces still changed drastically.

The reason for all this is because Hu Biao and their hearts are desperate for completing the second phase of the task, thinking that with the strength in their hands, they will not be able to withstand the next wave of Tartars' attacks.

How many people do they still have that can move today?

This thing is actually very clear at a glance, looking at the person who is now looking in the direction of the Tartar with his neck stretched.

Now I don't want to say the difference between an old bird and a rookie, there are still ten people left among the active netizens plus him Hu Biao.

In addition, on the left and right, there were originally 32 people in the military household, but after fighting to the death for Hu Biao's brother, only 8 people are left to continue to move.

Of these people, it can be said that all of them are injured.

The decline in combat effectiveness is so severe that even half of the original one is gone.

What's more critical is that the city defense equipment that played a key role in the previous defensive war, such as lime canisters and fire oil canisters, are gone.

All they have left is two bundles of explosives and two tubes of ineffective 'swarms'.

Therefore, they knew in their hearts that as long as the Tartars attacked again, they would not be able to hold it.

The only suspense is, how long can they withstand the attack of the Tartars this time, how many Tartars can they kill in the process, and whether they will have enough money before they die?

In this way, in the commotion of the Tartars, Hu Biao was even ready, and he wanted to shout before he died:

Tartars wait, Grandpa Hu Biao, I will be a good man in eighteen years, and I will definitely find you for revenge and other last words; Let yourself be prepared to die with a little dignity.

Then, in his great surprise, he almost broke the pole at his waist.

The Tartars, who seemed to have recovered their morale, took the wounded and corpses with them and mounted their horses, and left the Suifeng Pier like this.

So, not only did they fight it, but the Tartars also couldn't beat it?

After a while, seeing the backs that were gradually moving away, Hu Biao asked the wolf green beside him in an unbelievable tone:

"Hey! Dude, are we winning? ”

"Look like this, it should be, right? But it's only noon, and it's been a long time before nine o'clock in the evening, and who knows if these cunning Tartars will kill again. ”

After hearing this, in a tone that was not at all uncertain, the wolf Qing's mouth replied.

The main thing is that they are all ready to die in battle, but as a result, the performance of the Tartar side has taken a sharp turn, which makes them a little unable to react, and they can't believe that there is such a good thing.

Or Yang Dongli, this kind of socially experienced old oilman, seems to be more stable at this time.

He touched his beard, which he had not shaved for several days, and muttered in a voice that everyone could hear:

"That's right, we won, and the Tartars won't come back today.

I wondered, didn't the system say that he wouldn't issue the impossible; So if the Tartar keeps stumbling like this, the gods won't be able to bear it when they come, won't it become a mortal task?

Besides! Don't think these tartars are invincible.

In essence, they are a group of robbers who bully the weak and are afraid of the hard, that is, they have encountered a sparse opponent like Daming, otherwise where would they have a chance to enter the customs.

Now they should not be able to bear the casualties and run, after all, they are just some robbers. ”

"Lao Yang has a point, and I think so too; There seem to be only a few people in total in the Tartars now, and even fewer of them can serve as soldiers.

There are so many deaths in Suifeng Dun in front of me, believe it or not, the results and losses of this battle can alarm Huang Taiji.

”

AT's mouth also agreed, and the expression on his face gradually became a little excited.

In the end, in the midst of such doubts and uncertain discussions, these guys can finally dare to confirm that they have survived the most difficult period of the second stage.

Suddenly, under such good news, their mouths cheered loudly.

screaming and jumping, venting the strong excitement of immortality in his heart; Just screaming, Hu Biao suddenly squatted down and cried loudly.

It was after seeing the dead and wounded all over the place, and I felt a little sad.

The other AT and others also cried after reacting, and the crying became one.

At the same time, when a burst of crazy laughter behind him faintly reached his ears, the poor third-class viscount Lord Bai Yintu almost fainted without taking a breath.

In the great humiliation, he didn't even notice that he had clenched one of his back molars.

Suifengdun, as well as the Ming army who stuck to it, were deeply remembered by him.

After deciding that after this incident, we must send an altar to find out the relevant information of the Ming army, and find a way to avenge this deep hatred......

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"Wolf Qing, what time is it now, have you seen the new movement of the Tartar?"

After raising his head and pulling his throat, Hu Biao, who looked like a mummy from a distance because his whole body was wrapped in gauze, asked this sentence in his mouth to the wolf Qing who was currently guarding the top of Suifeng Dun.

Saying! Since the Tartars had retreated, everyone finally had time to take care of their wounds.

As a result, after taking off his armor with difficulty and pulling out the arrow, Hu Biao had an amazing number of wounds on his body, and a casual bandage was such a shape.

The situation of the others is similar, even if they are the boss, don't laugh at the second.

Subsequently, Hu Biao relaxed a little because of his tense emotions, and the fatigue accumulated in the battle, coupled with the fatigue after blood loss, came up like a tide.

He wished to fall directly at his feet, sleeping on the bloody, slippery and greasy ground.

was just worried about the Tartars, in case he would kill Hu Biao, who was returning to the carbine, and now moved a small bench and sat in front of the gap in the earthen wall, holding on.

And every little time, the above sentence will be asked.

It is said that Hu Biao, as the trainee commander of this team, is normal to ask such a question based on the importance of the tasks at this stage of the system and the worry about everyone's fate.

But after hearing such a question, Wolf Qing showed a very impatient expression on his face.

The main reason is because Hu Biao asks too often.

Immediately, he scolded angrily: "The surname is Hu, I remember telling you five minutes ago, the current time is three o'clock in the afternoon, and I haven't seen any movement from the Tartars."

Guys, is it interesting that you're chasing your ass like this?

Besides, if I really see the tartar, I still need you to ask, and I will naturally tell you as soon as possible. ”

As soon as he heard this, Hu Biao was not happy, and immediately went back......

In this way, time passed little by little in the process of the two of them, constantly grinding their tongues.

Although the others were able to go to sleep, they lazily leaned against the wall because they were not at ease, and continued to wait for the choice of fate.

A group of immortal fellows silently watched the sun set in the west, and then completely descended the mountain, and a crooked crescent moon rose.

Eventually, the system's familiar old-fashioned typewriter heard the sound of keyboard tapping.

Tell the truth! Hu Biao never thought that the sound of this thing was so beautiful......

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