Li Panlong leaned tiredly against the base of the city wall, with a blood-stained sword lying quietly across his knees. Updated soon without pop-up window pure text-words\The sharp blade gleamed brightly in the sun

of light, while his master remained motionless for a long time like a corpse.

Too tired, he was too tired.

Both armies were like gears on high gear, moving tightly in their respective directions and turning inexorably. All they squeezed out was red blood.

"General..." The Army Sima, who was hanging by one arm, walked slowly to Li Panlong's side. After a feeble cry, he squatted down at the corner of the city wall. Smells of stinking blood were still flowing along his battlefield.

The armor drips down drop by drop——

Opening his eyes, Li Panlong did not turn his head to look at his subordinates. He continued to look straight ahead with his dull eyes, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "At night, when it is night, we will retreat. Retreat to the back.

After closing the door, let the brothers have a good sleep."

"One sleep is not enough. Now I can sleep for only one day and one night."

For several days and nights, the non-stop fighting almost exhausted all the physical strength of the soldiers of the Hedong Army in Beicheng. The large number of casualties made Li Panlong unable to help reduce the number of defenders at the city head, from 1,500 to 1,500.

One thousand two hundred people, and then one thousand people. From two groups of organizations taking turns to go into battle, to only two groups of people, and finally not even two groups of people.

The current total strength of Beicheng is only a little over 2,000, and after deducting the wounded, the number of combat-ready soldiers has slipped past 1,800 and toward 1,770.

Hu Qi's casualties were even greater. Of the 20,000 horses that were driven into Landu, I don't know if there are still 10,000 people who can pull up the sword. But so what if the casualties are so huge? Hu Qi has a large chassis base. They continue to have

Five times the manpower of the Hedong Army. Game of Different Worlds Jianghu 802

Moreover, as the defenders became exhausted, the strength of the enemy and ourselves did not become stalemate or increase, but rather shrank extremely.

With 1,780 Hedong Army soldiers exhausted, the real combat effectiveness may not be as high as the 1,000 Hedong Army soldiers at full strength. Coupled with the damage and consumption of many city defense equipment, Li Panlong no longer wanted to lose the level, and he was unable to fight anymore.

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Everything will have to wait until tonight!

Night has come.

However, Li Panlong didn't feel happy at all. Looking at the more than twenty corpses in front of him, he burst into tears. He silently walked closer and knelt down. There was an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

pain.

The army retreated at night. Beicheng did not keep this news secret. In the afternoon, Li Panlong ordered someone to tell the whole army.

Moreover, at dusk, the existing carriages in the city carried many military supplies and wounded soldiers, together with the people in the city, evacuated the north city first and retreated to the south entrance.

Li Panlong's plan was to "go into battle lightly" when the main soldiers retreated. Without the burden of civilians and wounded soldiers, the soldiers could walk easily.

In the dark night, Hu Qi couldn't continue to pursue him. The road to Izumokou was not very smooth.

However, there is one issue that Li Panlong did not consider thoroughly, and that is - what to do with the wounded soldiers and the wounded after the civilians left?

The fighting did not stop. The main force of Hu Qi was just accumulating strength and building equipment, while the smaller troops were still having fun shooting back and forth with the city defenders.

So at night, Li Panlong once again had a group of wounded soldiers.

After dark, Hu Qi's offensive slowed down a bit. At this time of day, Hu Qi had to prepare a lot of torches and dry firewood for the night battle. But just when he could breathe a sigh of relief and begin to retreat, Li

Panlong was told by the doctor accompanying the army that some of the wounded... committed suicide!

It can be found out that the first Du Bo who committed suicide was a veteran who had followed Zhu Biao during the Zhongshan War. Not wanting to drag down the army, he first cut his own neck with a knife...

Li Panlong didn't know how to describe his psychology at this moment. According to the military regulations of the Hedong Army, the living person must not be abandoned! As long as he still has breath, he must be carried up. This military regulation has strengthened the Hedong Army a lot in the past.

The cohesion of the army. The Game of Different Worlds 802

But the wounded are a burden. There is no doubt about this, and everyone knows it. As long as they are admitted to the sick camp, it is better to have carriages and horses to carry them when advancing and retreating. If not, as at the moment, one person will have to waste at least two manpower.

This was to commit suicide in order not to hinder the speed of the troops. Every such soldier was the most loyal soldier of the Hedong Army. Later, Li Panlong learned that there were two more nursing homes like the one in front of him in the city, and they committed suicide in total.

There are as many as seventy-three people.

Pain, pain, heartbreaking pain

Li Panlong clenched his hands so tightly that he dug his nails into his flesh without realizing it. Blood flowed from his knuckles, and Li Panlong's eyes turned blood red without knowing when. When the pain was piercing his heart, a kind of violent blood became more intense.

The surge in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, with hot lava waiting to erupt at any time.

This is an anger that can only be extinguished with the blood of Hu Qi.

It was night, and there was a huge fire in Beicheng.

Flames soared into the sky. The raging fire circled upwards, illuminating the entire night sky above Izumokou North City in red!

All the remaining kerosene in the inventory was now used. As the fire burned, the two thousand remnants of the Hedong Army, full of anger, quickly retreated towards Nancheng.

…

"Push it down, push all the fireballs down!"

Dozens of miles out of the narrow passage of Yinshan Mountain, on the top of the mountain where Gao Xie personally led the troops, the grass and vine balls sticky with oil, and filled with withered grass branches, had now turned into huge flame balls, burning blazingly.

At the top of the mountain.

Gao Xie roared loudly while still paying attention to Hu Qi's marching speed.

The loose formation at the foot of the mountain and the unsuspecting Hu cavalry army were really like a fat pig on the chopping board.

It's a pity that he himself is a small knife. Even if the fat is placed in front of him, he can only...

With a secret sigh, Gao Xie carefully watched the rolling flame balls one by one.

One piece of this thing can reach a person's chest, and it is four or five feet high (Han ruler). The vines outside are all dipped in kerosene, and the withered grass and branches inside are filled with kerosene and sulfur.

Waiting for the 'poison', it is definitely something that can be easily absorbed.

It is very strong, with branches supporting it inside, and the weight is not very heavy. It looks big, but in fact it only weighs less than a hundred pounds.

And because the materials are all made of vines, dead grass, branches and the like, and the shape is round, this thing is a little bit elastic and can run very far. It rolls down the hill and jumps all the way regardless of the terrain.

If there were restrictions, he would definitely be able to get away a long way.

Wooden poles were lit on the fireballs one by one. With a slight exertion, dozens of fireballs rolled down the mountain. It was like the hot magma spewed out during a volcanic eruption, and the sound was terrifying.

"Come again!" Gao Xie continued to shout...

In this time difference, he made a total of nearly 300 fireballs on the top of the mountain. As long as they rolled down the mountain, sparks would fly within a hundred feet of the mountain. Hu Qi, even an iron man, would be cut in two with a knife!

"Kill -" After the fireball was released, Gao Xie waved his weapon and guided the entire army down the mountain from the south, avoiding the burning front. Those who had already passed the top of the mountain suddenly turned around and dismounted from their horses to go up the mountain from the north.

Kill Hu Qi.

More than a thousand Hedong Army infantry attacked the severed tail.

In the narrow mountain road, infantry versus cavalry, even if the number of the latter was large, the battlefield was a complete massacre. Gao Xie was killing wantonly, but in his heart it was a pity that he had little strength. This time he could only use a small amount of oil.

Xu Buguo at the rear was shocked. Was there an ambush by the Han army in the narrow passage?

For a moment, I felt hesitant in my heart, not knowing whether I should immediately lead the troops to reinforce, or whether the whole army should quickly retreat and exit the narrow passage!

However, people in the Xubu Kingdom still had a shred of consciousness, and knew that even if they retreated back to the outside of the mountain and stayed at the southern foot of the Yin Mountain, they would still end up dead.

Shi Zhulan failed to capture the north city of Izumokou. He and Huduchu Lintongdan and others failed to capture Pingchuan and Shanyang. It can be said that the purpose of sending troops this time failed to achieve one of the objectives, and they could not contain Zhu Biaohe's Eastern Army at all.

The convergence of the main force and the territory.

By the time Zhu Biao's large army retreated into Hedong territory, even if a hundred thousand troops were stationed between Yinshan and Hedong territory, they would not feel at all safe.

Xu Buguo calmed down and immediately ordered his troops to kill in the narrow passage.

Chaotic groups of broken soldiers ran past the mountain. It was not until Fu Tong, who was wounded by an arrow, led the remaining cavalry of less than two thousand to fight. Then it was Wei Yan's turn, and the five thousand Shu army spread their wings to suppress the formation. Now it is also

There are only more than 3,000 points left.

At this time, a loud shout sounded above his head.

"Put--" a voice roared.

"Rumble..."

A simple word, but the meaning is clear. On the top of the mountain, a total of seventeen iron pulleys were lined up in order, making a roaring sound, roaring towards the Huqi team rushing down the mountain...

The Army Sima then led his infantrymen to kill downwards.

Just like Gao Xie, he also avoided the main force of Hu cavalry in the north and concentrated on killing the tail of less than a thousand people behind.

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On the prairie.

Two thousand miles southeast of Yanran Mountain is Hedong. Zhu Biao's team has now walked less than half of the way. But as the snow slowly melts, the speed gradually increases. From the original day, it could not travel more than a hundred miles, to

The daily mileage is now close to 160 miles. The gain is quite significant.

But the snow melted and the road became muddy. Zhu Biao didn't want to walk back to Hedong in a mess in the mud. Now he had already urged the team to speed up.

The characters on the tokens, iron scrolls and statues have all been deciphered in the past few days. Except for the square tripod, all the ghost scripts have been transcribed into Chinese characters.

There were a lot of Hu noble ladies among the prisoners. Although not many of them recognized Gui Fangwen, they easily picked out dozens of them. They were divided into different groups and asked them to look at each other. Then they were separated and isolated in different carriages, and they behaved obediently.

Each and every one of them translated the ghost text with great care.

Zhu Biao is confident that these noble ladies who cherish their lives and are afraid of death dare not play tricks and seek death on their own. However, they are still 'comparable' from beginning to end. To ensure the authenticity of the translation, there is no need!

"Dangdang..." In addition to the large tripod under Zhu Biao, the large square tripod weighing one thousand two hundred and ninety six pounds. The text on it seems to be similar to the ghost script, even if it is, it is not the ghost script. These noble ladies
To be continued...