The ceremony in Guqu County was completed quickly, and everything was simple, but the Jingjun main formation outside the city was lively for most of the night.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning poured down, Shinji Sakaki walked out of his tent, and a man waiting for him immediately served hot tea, and the smell of blood in the tent hooked his eyes, and he could see a blood-stained calf.

The fire in the camp reflected the smoke of the cooking and the buzzing of beasts.

Shinji Sakaki nodded with satisfaction as he watched the morale of the army become high again, and in a row of tents not far away, there were still soldiers of the Yasujun army laughing in and out, and the only few faint moans did not even ripple in the skyrocketing darkness.

"How much grain and grass are left?"

"Homecoming, I'm afraid it's not more than a month, and everything I can grab is gone."

"Send all the dead Zheng women to the room, add meat to everyone, and by the way, send the four inside, one of them still has a breath, to ensure that it is fresh and has a taste."

"It's the head of the house."

"After you finish it, notify all the generals and Fanzuo to reorganize their troops, leave some to receive the village, and the rest of the men and horses will all attack the city."

"It's the head of the house."

Zhang Xiyang woke up, the early morning in May was still a little cool, the dew was dripping on the leaves and the ground, and there were early birds catching early insects.

The soldier who is also a gangster is cooking porridge with a rich smell.

The soldiers gradually woke up, stretched their waists to sober up, felt the straight knife next to them, and then got up to release the water.

The war horse leisurely ate the bean hay fed by the groom, flicked its long tail from time to time, and enjoyed the groom's scrubbing along the way, the shiny and oily hair, and the bulging muscles were simply full of beauty in the eyes of the soldiers.

Most of the soldiers of the Jing Army, who were about 20 miles away, had almost woken up, and some of them had already taken out dry food and water to gnaw.

If it weren't for the fact that the two sides were fighting, if it weren't for the reckless behavior of the Jing army in the territory of the Zheng people, then everything would be as usual, and it would be very happy as usual.

The sergeants in Guqu County had already eaten enough, and they were more nervous and desperate than the Jingren outside the city.

Wang Zhixing kowtowed three times outside his grandmother and parents' room, ran to the kitchen to get two steamed buns and ran out, and met more than a dozen of his playmates along the way, each of whom was wearing a full set of leather armor and a short straight knife made of stainless steel.

Several people looked at each other and smiled, and then ran towards the city gate together.

Shao Zhenxiong didn't say anything superfluous, just asked Anwar to take care of it and let him do what he could.

The garrison in the city has really reached an extremely tense moment, even more unfavorable than what Wang Lao Taijun said.

The soldiers and the city defense battalion add up to four regiments, and the rest are young and strong, even if they are wearing fine armor, it is difficult to compete with the battle-hardened Jing army.

The first soldiers can be exchanged for three or even five, and some brave ones like Anwar have already had dozens of first-level military exploits. And the city defense battalion can barely achieve one for one or two for one by relying on strong armor and sharp soldiers, and as for the people, it is even more miserable, and they can survive either with real strength or real luck.

More than 300,000 Jing troops came, which was almost more than the people in the entire Guqu County, and the old and weak had to be added.

Shao Zhenxiong even grieved was a luxury, and after hastily cremating, he began to deploy troops again, hoping to squeeze out more main forces to deal with the main attack of the Jing people, but in the face of the remaining 10,000 people in Guqu County, there was no difference between the main attack and the feint.

The rumbling drums sounded from the Jingjun village, and a group of Jing soldiers and soldiers marched towards the Guqu city wall under the leadership of their respective generals, everyone's face was full of confidence, looking at the crumbling Guqu county town like looking at a little girl who was dressed in a thin veil and defenseless.

Wang Zhixing is not the first time to go up to the city wall, he used to stand on the city wall many times to look into the distance, sometimes he would stand for a long time, or look at the people coming and going under the city or look at the willow trees moving with the wind, and sometimes he would hold a book and read the willow tips on the moon.

Everyone knows the son of the county respect, and in private, he also feels that he has the style of being a father.

Wang Zhixing also always thought that he would go to the examination in the future, and then serve as an official like his father for a term to benefit Sangzi.

But when Jingren came, Wang Zhixing followed his grandmother and mother to take care of the wounded, and even went to help carry the corpse despite dissuasion, but where could he carry it.

In the end, he was crushed to the ground by the corpse, and his whole body was covered with blood.

The future Wenqu Xing cried in front of everyone's eyes, crying out of breath.

There are many of them that he has not seen, or some of whom he has seen but cannot remember.

Xia Xiaogen, known as Xia Wu, is ten years older than Wang Zhixing, and can be regarded as his personal attendant.

On the fifth day of the Jingren siege, Xia Wu and three other guards were sent to the city by their father.

And then never came back.

My father said that it was natural to live and eat in the city, and he would come back when he had killed the Jing people.

On the seventh day of Jingren's siege, Wang Zhixing saw Xia Wu who had only half of his face left.

Go to the special Jinshi.

Wang Zhixing burst into foul language for the first time.

It is better to be a centurion than a scholar.

The determination brought by hatred took root in an instant, and grew into a towering tree.

Although Xia Wu is a nursing home, Wang Zhixing regards him as a brother, and his husband is still in trouble in the country, so how can he cherish his life.

Now stepping on the city wall again, the footsteps are all shocking blood-colored, many of them have not dried up, and I even feel the sticky soles of my feet when I walk on them.

Everywhere there were stumps and broken arms, arrows scattered on the ground, broken weapons, shattered pieces of armor, and the reddened eyes of the sergeant with sunken eye sockets.

More than half of the dozen and a half children were so frightened that they didn't dare to move.

"Let's go back, little boys, it's enough to send us a bite of hot food!"

An enthusiastic sergeant shouted.

"That's it, let's go back, our grandfather is not dead yet, I don't need you!"

The sergeant next to him echoed with a smile.

Wang Zhixing looked at the mess everywhere and didn't speak, but bowed deeply to the sergeant in front of him, but he overwhelmed several sergeants.

Yasuto's striker quickly entered the siege position and waited, and the catapult was already in place and began to assemble.

This process is already familiar to both parties.

"Little boy, hurry up and avoid it, the devil's stone is going to be smashed."

Wang Zhixing ignorantly hid behind the city wall like other sergeants, and after a few pauses, he climbed up curiously, and showed his head to look at the Jingren military formation in the distance, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything with his eyesight.

A sergeant next to him immediately brought him down and said urgently: "Don't kill the little boy!" ”

Wang Zhixing asked puzzledly: "Why are we hiding?" Didn't the Yasujin attack yet? ”

The sergeants next to him all laughed, making Wang Zhixing and the others blush, and wanted to scratch their heads but scratched their crusts.

"Wait, you'll know. Ha ha. ”

"Listen, it's coming soon."

There was a sound of breaking the air quickly from far to near.

Several boulders flew overhead and smashed into the city, knocking down several houses, causing a burst of screams, and more stones fell on the city wall, Wang Zhixing could personally feel the shock of the impact.

In the distance, there was a tsunami-like roar of mountains and a tsunami, and the sound of messy footsteps was dense like the chirping of deafening mosquitoes.

"Crossbowmen ready!"

Several officers watched through the gap and shouted backwards.

The small trebuchet of the three-bow bed crossbow that had been placed on the city had long since been destroyed, and the remaining arrows had become very nervous.

Fighting is always the best teacher, a row of crossbowmen quickly mounted the arrows, holding the arrow feathers in their right hands, their eyes like electricity, and their lips pursed.

The Jing army soon entered the range of the Zheng army, and quickly formed a small shield formation, pushing the cave cart, the battering ram and other equipment to approach quickly.

The soldier carrying the long ladder roared and began to speed up quickly.

The arrows pierced through the cracks and pierced into the flesh of the bamboo armor, and the soldiers of the Jing Army were constantly shot to the ground.

The shield behind him went up, took the ladder and continued to rush forward. The sheer number of casualties made them look like small waves.

The earth-shattering shouts of killing did not diminish in the slightest because of the casualties in the robe, and Shinji Sakaki sat on the pony in the formation, holding the iconic fly swatter and listening to the cries in front of him with his eyes closed, nodding from time to time.

Yes, the military spirit is usable, and the morale is commendable.

The defense of the Zheng army was obviously difficult, and the troops were insufficient, and the Jing army relied on the absolute superiority of the forces to attack on all sides, and the first batch quickly rushed to the city wall, took a long ladder to the city, and began to climb up with a shield held high.

Xiao Rugui's face was very ugly, Jing Jun was more skilled and fast than before, which was quite bad news for Zheng Jun.

Zheng Jun is not tenacious, but the courage to defend his family and country still cannot resist the blade.

The archers of the Jing army also lined up under the city, and threw them into the city under the command of the officers, and the arrows falling from the sky brought a certain amount of chaos to the city, and many arrows fell on the city, bringing the first case of death to today's Zheng army.

Wang Zhixing felt his blood boiling, and at the same time he trembled because of fear, crowning is only adulthood, and adulthood is not courage.

He was ashamed, ashamed of his fears.

A veteran next to him grabbed his trembling hand and roared with a smile: "Don't be afraid, don't be nervous, little boy, kill a devil, just see blood." ”

With that, he stood up and shot the arrow in his hand.

But in an instant, a feathered arrow pierced his neck.

The old pawn's eyes fell straight in front of Wang Zhixing with unwillingness, and his eyes that didn't have time to close were just in front of Wang Zhixing's horror.

Where did an eleven-year-old child experience this, and the pressure of great fear turned into a venting roar.

He picked up the bow on the ground, drew a feather arrow, and put it on it, and like a veteran, he aimed it downward, and pulled it hard.

Didn't pull it apart.

Wang Zhixing was so anxious that he blushed, threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, turned around, picked up a stone, and smashed it.

Suddenly, a black spot in his eyes approached rapidly, and Jingren got a feather arrow.

Wang Zhixing was shocked, and his little face was full of confusion and hesitation.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound.

Xiao Wang, who was so frightened that he closed his eyes, opened his eyes.

A sergeant stood in front of him with a shield.

"Little boy, don't be afraid, help move some feather arrows."

He also saw it last night, called Zhuang Ying, and it was the generation rate that was quickly promoted by the defenders of the city, but this code does not exist in Guqu County.

This was the first time Wang Zhixing was so close to death, the power of that arrow was so powerful that it had already penetrated the shield so far away, and the cold arrow made him shudder just thinking about it.

Would you rather be a centurion than a scholar?

Obviously, he is exchanging his life for his life to fight for the centurion, why would he rather do it?

Scholars are the happiest.

Wang Zhixing tightened his grip on the knife and walked quickly towards the pile of arrows, where several people had already fallen from the arrows.