The second batch of two thousand-man troops from Xiwu received the general's order to retreat.

Liu Wen carried the body of his younger brother Liu Jun on his back and retreated step by step with red eyes.

He was indeed blinded by hatred just now, but he would not disobey Guo Rong's orders. The two brothers were originally hunters in the mountains. After joining the army, they were appreciated by Guo Rong and were promoted step by step from the most ordinary infantry to the captain of a thousand soldiers.

They were promoted at the same time. For him, Guo Rong's words may be more effective than General Zhang Qingbai's orders.

Returning to his position, Liu Wen placed Liu Jun's body on the wooden plank prepared by his soldiers, squatted down and looked at it for a while, then reached out to help him touch his wide eyes.

He buried his head between his legs and let out a shrill howl.

Guo Rong, who was standing on the mountain, could naturally hear Liu Wen's voice, but he didn't react at all, and didn't even look at it. Even though these two brothers were his most powerful confidants, not to mention their bravery in combat, the key was their ability to fight.

Absolutely obey his orders.

If you want to ask who among the thirteen thousand commanders in the Xiwu army is most like Zhang Qingbai, then it must be Guo Rong. He is usually a relatively gentle person and will not always act like a general and treat the soldiers

He is also very kind. But when the war comes, he turns into a machine without any ups and downs of emotions, pursuing his own tactics indifferently, and no one can influence his decision-making.

If someone dares to disobey military orders, the less powerful person will have his official position removed and the more important person beheaded on the spot, and he can immediately find a suitable replacement.

In addition to his strong will, Guo Rong understands his subordinates as if they are part of his body.

"The general told me that a heavily guarded military city of 3,000 people would require at least 60,000 people to gain an absolute advantage, but he only gave me 10,000 people. Do you think this is trust or indulgence?" He said.

Looking at the two thousand-man troops newly sent up in the distance, he said calmly with an expressionless face.

In addition to the herald, there were two middle-aged men dressed as counselors standing next to them. The counselor with a lighter complexion said: "General, these ten thousand people are the elite of the general's tent."

Of course Guo Rong knew this, because these ten thousand people were elite soldiers trained by him, and it was also because of this that he was able to secure his position as the number one general under Zhang Qingbai.

For any ordinary army, if it loses more than 30% during the siege, it will definitely be defeated. However, these sharp soldiers he trained can still persist in fighting. This is a performance that makes him proud. But under his indifferent expression, his heart

Isn't it hidden heartache? Otherwise, he wouldn't have clenched his fists, and his knuckles were starting to turn white.

It's just that no one can spot this.

Guo Rong stared into the distance and said in a deep voice: "Attack for another quarter of an hour, and then ask them to withdraw. Tell the artillery truck to prepare fireworks."

The herald took the order and left.

The two counselors looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

It was obvious that this resolute Captain of Ten Thousands planned to go all out and use continuous high-pressure offensive and more fierce methods to destroy the will of the defenders.

On the wall of Jimingzhai, several Xiwu infantrymen had just climbed up the wall. When they looked up, they were splashed all over their heads and faces by a piece of yellow, black, and boiling gold juice.

This is the most useful biochemical weapon of this era.

Although the name sounds good, it is actually feces boiled with water. It can not only burn the enemy, but also cause the wound to rot, making it incurable.

Of course, Qin Xian would not rely solely on infantry to defend the city, but he did not use these methods at the beginning of the war, which was actually a helpless move. The quantity of rolling wood and stones was limited, but the raw materials for gold juice were inexhaustible, but

It’s very troublesome to cook and transport

, so these are all methods that come in handy at critical moments. When the first wave of offensive comes, Qin Xian believes that the defenders can block it, because these are the soldiers he has trained with painstaking efforts over the past two years, and they will definitely not lose their weight in the face of a fight.

soft egg.

With the emergence of the Liu brothers and the third group of new troops, he must resort to these means to relieve the pressure on his subordinates.

Even so, the situation is already very dangerous.

He also had to pick up his beloved spear and fight in battle.

Xue Meng's face turned pale. The long and fierce battle was very draining for him. At this time, it was almost full screen and he was struggling to hold on.

There were corpses lying strewn across the city wall, and the bluestone ground was stained red with blood, and the thick smell of blood was like substance.

Facing the enemies who were rushing towards him desperately, Xue Meng waved the iron rod. At this moment, his right leg suddenly lost strength. Seeing that he was about to be hit by the opponent, a long spear came from behind and struck the Xiwu Bu.

The pawn flew down directly.

Xue Meng looked at Qin Xian who looked concerned, squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, shook his head and said: "Brother, don't worry about me."

"Talk less."

Qin Xian spit out three words, and then stood in front of Xue Meng to help him deal with those enemies.

Xue Meng suddenly whispered: "Brother, please take everyone away."

Qin Xian's body froze slightly.

Xue Meng said sadly: "We can't defend Jiming Village. If Ning Zhong doesn't send reinforcements and the Hucheng defenders stay locked up, we will die sooner or later. Brother, I'm not afraid of death, but it's not worth dying like this!"

"Nothing is worth it." Qin Xian replied.

Xue Meng heard the meaning of his words and was speechless for a moment. He turned his head and looked at the corpses of his colleagues on the ground, and suddenly felt sad.

At this moment, the Xiwu people began to retreat again, and their offensive weakened significantly.

But for the Daliang defenders, every time the Xiwu people retreated from morning to now, it meant that more powerful enemies would rush forward. What awaited them would be an even more brutal fight, which would be a huge blow to the morale of the army.

Although Qin Xian had done his best, during each waiting interval, the defenders who took the time to breathe would always have some new ideas in their minds.

"As long as we survive today, the people of Xiwu will lose all their energy." Qin Xian said firmly, turning his head to look outside the city, and his expression soon changed drastically.

Not long after, the roar of boulders came from the sky.

Only this time, what the Xiwu people threw were not bare stones, but improved burning fireworks bombs.

The burning fireballs dragged their long black tails and flew out from the front of the Wu army's position, then landed on the walls of Jiming Village and the roofs of buildings in the village, killing and burning many civilians who could not escape.

Qin Xian took Xue Meng and hid under the city wall at the back, looking at the black fireballs flying constantly in the sky with an extremely heavy expression.

He knew what the general on the opposite side was thinking. After this round of flying stones, today's real decisive battle was about to come.

On the southern trail about twenty miles away from Jiming Village, Fu Hongzhi came to Pei Yue on horseback, cupped his hands and said: "Sir, the nearby scouts have been cleared, but if you go further, you will definitely be attacked by the West.

Wu people discovered it."

Pei Yue looked at the black smoke rising into the sky from the north, his face was as dark as water, and he clenched the long knife in his hand.
Chapter completed!