Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Lifelong Enemy
Hua Yingchun suddenly smiled, no matter how unwilling he was to face Xuan Qi, Hua Yingchun knew that only by crossing the hurdle of Xuan Qi in his heart would he become his true self. No matter what, sooner or later, the two will have a fight, and as for who wins and who loses, it doesn't matter so much.
Hua Yingchun also smiled when she saw Xuan Qi on the city wall, and the two looked at each other and smiled, like a pair of lovers who had been separated for many years, after a lot of hardships, they finally met again as warm, sweet, and full of infinite desire for the future.
Hua Yingchun, who was originally going to launch the first round of attacks as soon as he arrived, began to order the whole army to set up a large camp under the city. Hua Yingchun, who had long found out that there were only 15,000 defenders in Tamir City, was looking forward to the first head-to-head confrontation with Xuan Qi. As long as Tamir is captured, even if Xuan Qi is not killed, Hua Yingchun will feel that it is a great victory for himself. And if he fails, Hua Yingchun doesn't know if he will have the courage to face Xuan Qi again, because Hua Yingchun is afraid that the confidence he has built up with great difficulty will be defeated by Xuan Qi again and scatter around.
Xuan Qi walked down the city wall with a smile, because everything was ready, and he just had to wait quietly for Hua Yingchun's attack. Of course, Xuan Qi is confident that he will once again defeat Hua Yingchun's confidence, because this is already a matter of habit, and there is nothing to stop him from standing in the position of the winner again and looking at Hua Yingchun from above.
Xuan Qi suddenly felt that Hua Yingchun was also a pitiful person. From the first time I saw Hua Yingchun, the former pride of the sky, the beloved grandson of the head of the Hua family of the martial arts family, who was indifferent to Xia Lingshuang, this poor person has become the object of humiliation again and again.
In the Qinling Mountains, Hua Yingchun was pierced through the skin of his throat for the first time by the long sword in his hand, and he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he was full of feces and urine, and then killed An Qingzong by mistake, causing a big wave. And the biggest blow to Hua Yingchun is not just the loss of face, but the fact that his own embarrassment was seen by Xia Lingshuang, in front of the woman he admires, what a major blow this is! Xuan Qi doesn't know if he will have the courage to live in this world if he is himself.
And then, in the Blue Flame Valley of the Tianshan Mountains, Hua Yingchun was once again humiliated by herself, and in front of countless heroes and Xia Lingshuang, she was once again defeated in her own hands. Thinking about it this way, it seems that this flower Yingchun was forced into the evil path step by step by himself.
Xuan Qi sighed, not knowing whether he should blame himself for all this, or whether he should blame fate for making people.
As soon as the sky was dark, Hua Yingchun had already ordered the whole army to start the first assault on Tamir. In Hua Yingchun's eyes, these veterans who desperately attacked the city were just grass mustard existences, and nothing could be more important than that they could defeat Xuan Qi.
Xuan Qi stood on top of the wall, watching countless sharp arrows shoot down from the wall, ruthlessly taking the lives of countless old hairy cavalrymen. The old Mao cavalry, who was not good at attacking the city at all, faced with this city wall that was four or five zhang high, and even the ladder was unreachable, he didn't understand why his lord would order the siege.
The sharp arrows shot from the bottom to the top of the city wall became weak, and it was difficult to hurt the defenders of Juyanhai who were all in armor. After leaving behind a corpse, the first attack of the old hairy people was repulsed. Petrov, who was the deputy general, rushed into the camp in a rage and shouted at Hua Yingchun: "Vice Marshal Hua, what are you going to do?"
"General Petrov, what do you mean by that?"
"Why do you want the soldiers to die in vain?"
"The marshal has a point, is General Petrov questioning the marshal's orders?"
"The subordinates don't dare, but the subordinates will definitely report to Generalissimo Ivanov truthfully!"
Hua Yingchun raised her eyebrows, stood up from her seat, and slowly approached Petrov. This very annoying Petrov, who is his deputy on the surface, is embarrassed by himself everywhere, and it is clear that Ivanov is not at ease with himself and forcibly stuffs his spies.
Hua Yingchun was extremely disgusted with this Petrov in her heart, but she suddenly laughed and said slowly to Petrov: "General Petrov, don't be angry, this marshal is here to apologize to the general." ”
Petrov was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that this Hua deputy marshal, who had always been arrogant, would apologize to himself in front of so many generals, and immediately hurriedly said: "Deputy Marshal, it was his subordinates who were reckless, and I also asked the deputy marshal to punish his subordinates for being disrespectful." ”
"General Petrov, how can the commander punish you! In this case, the commander will give you the task of improving the siege equipment, hoping that the general can complete the task as soon as possible. ”
Watching Petrov walk out quickly, the corners of Hua Yingchun's mouth couldn't help but show a smile.
For two whole days, Hua Yingchun did not attack the city again, but just prepared the siege equipment with all his might, and prepared for the next siege. Hua Yingchun seemed to see Petrov leading the army and attacking the city with all his might, but he was shot by random arrows and fell off his horse, and couldn't help but laugh even more cheerfully.
After the siege equipment was ready, Hua Yingchun once again ordered the whole army to attack the city, and General Petrov was sent to the city to supervise the attack of the army on Tamir City. Countless old Mao soldiers rushed to the city wall with high ladders, but the defenders on the city wall stood still, just bent their bows and arrows, quietly waiting for the arrival of the old Mao army.
The ladder was erected on top of the city wall, and the old soldiers under the city wall began to become dense, and they climbed up along the ladder. Xuan Qi saw that the ladder was already full of old soldiers, so he ordered the defenders to shoot the sharp arrows in their hands. There is no need to aim at all, as long as it is a sharp arrow shot under the city wall, it is basically a missile, and countless old soldiers fell in an instant.
An old soldier had just poked his head out of the ladder when he was shot through the head by a sharp arrow, and fell down screaming. Countless ladders began to be pushed by the defenders and slid down, and the old soldiers on the ladders fell heavily under the city wall, wailing.
Petrov had to order the whole army to begin to retreat, and he himself rode his horse back. With a bang, Hua Yingchun shot the long arrow in his hand, which was nailed less than two feet in front of Petrov's horse, and immediately startled the war horse to its feet, almost knocking Petrov off the horse.
Petrov was stunned for a moment, but he saw that Hua Yingchun's eyes were staring at him coldly, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and remembered what Hua Yingchun said before leaving: "But those who retreat against the order will be killed!"