Chapter 419 The Last Moment (Part 1)
After nightfall, the former military commander Jin Zheng was sitting in the newly captured camp. After hearing the screams and moans of the wounded soldiers, he became upset and scolded: "Some little little It’s just wounded, why are you howling?”
The wounded soldiers lowered their voices unconsciously.
First of all, Jin Zheng is a high official and they are not someone they can afford to offend.
Secondly, during the daytime charge, Jin Dujun was wounded five times and could not turn on his heels, killing the enemy soldiers until they fell on their backs. Such a fierce general is certainly qualified to speak to others.
After Jin Zheng finished scolding people, he felt something was wrong, so he shouted: "Don't hide the injured and dead horses captured today, stew them all and replenish them for the injured men. "
Jin Zheng was the former military commander. He gave the order and the cooks did their best, so everyone was happy.
Kim Zhengze climbed to the high platform and listened to the roar that almost pierced the sky in the night.
“Kill them!”
“Kill them!”
Countless soldiers roared toward a camp in the south like surging waves.
After one offensive was repulsed, another attack was carried out. Perseverance, rushing and fighting were definitely their usual style.
Of course, this style of play also has a side effect, that is, too many casualties, but Jin Zheng didn't care at all. As he watched, his hands subconsciously grasped the railings of the high platform.
Under the bright moonlight, the two recruits from the right battalion of the Silver Spear Army clumsily attacked the camp wall. However, because the front and rear were not connected well, the reinforcements did not catch up in time, leaving the first wave of people to climb first. He died on the spot.
“My maid!” Jin Zheng was so angry that he punched the railing.
Those were all his people, but they were beaten like this. Not only were they killed and injured, but they also wasted an opportunity.
While angry, a new wave of offensive gradually took shape.
The one who came up this time was Chenjun Dingzhuang, with a thousand people, and their momentum was like a rainbow.
While rushing, he shouted "Kill them" and quickly reached the wall.
The long ladder was ablaze with fire, even igniting the clothes of the sergeant who rushed up. But on the battlefield of fierce fighting, almost no one paid attention to this. Everyone risked their lives and fought for their lives.
Not everyone is brave, but when you are on the battlefield and surrounded by people with red faces and shouting for war, you will also be infected and become brave unconsciously. Don't turn your heels - it doesn't matter if you are not brave. The 13th and 14th buildings of the Silver Spear Army that follow closely behind are both backup and supervisory teams. They will teach you how to be brave.
“Kill them!” Zhang Heipi quickly climbed onto the wall, swung his axe, and knocked down two or three people.
In the night sky, an arrow shot from nowhere, hitting Zhang's black leather shoulder. He screamed and fell under the wall.
Beneath him were layers of corpses, which gave him a cushion. The wall of the village was not too high, so he did not fall to death.
He struggled twice, but was so painful that he was sweating profusely and could not get up.
“Kill them!” Roars from the wall kept coming and going.
Zhang Heipi looked up and saw dark figures falling like raindrops.
A corpse fell on him, causing him to curse in pain. Halfway through, he stopped.
He recognized this man, Ma Jiu from the Seventh Battalion of Chen County. He and he were both from Hebei and had been in contact with each other before.
Half of Ma Jiu's head was smashed, and there was still deep unwillingness in his eyes.
Zhang Heipi sighed, raised a hand, gently touched Ma Jiu's eyes, and sighed: "Brother Ma Jiu, this is the way the world is. Mr. Chen gave us land, so he has to work hard. You still have two Children, they will grow up without any illness or disaster, so go ahead with peace of mind.”
Above the wall, the competition is particularly fierce.
The enemy seems to have a general coming.
When he climbed up the wall earlier, Zhang Heipi took a look from a distance and saw a big flag standing in the camp under the firelight. I don’t recognize the first few characters, but the last one is the character “王”, which should be some general named Wang.
Some well-armored Huns soldiers even appeared on the wall. After a fierce fight, they pushed Chenjun Dingzhuang down one by one.
In mid-air, corpses fell like rain.
On the ground, blood flowed like a river.
Zhang Heipi closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see such a cruel battle.
In April, they were still sitting together, debating whether it was better to plant turnips to raise livestock after the autumn harvest in August, or to directly plant winter wheat.
Before departure in May, they got together again. Everyone's face turned pale, but they all held on, deliberately showing indifference, chatting and laughing, feeling that they would not be able to fight on the battlefield.
Before crossing the river in August, a reward was given by the superiors. Everyone took the linen cloth and gestured up and down, saying what kind of clothes they should make when they go back. It would be better not to be worn out easily when doing farm work.
Today’s battle, I don’t know how many of the villagers who went out together to fight are still left.
Thinking of this, Zhang Heipi burst into tears. A man in his thirties cries like a child.
It’s hard to repay Mr. Chen’s kindness.
He only hoped that he would just work hard in this life, and that he would not have to fight again when his children and grandchildren were born.
Inherited the family land, farmed it with peace of mind, and then married the neighbor's daughter.
The two families are close together, so they can take care of each other and have a few more children to expand the branches of the old Zhang family.
It really doesn’t matter whether he lives or not.
Having already died once, he just wants to finish as many battles as possible before dying in battle.
"Kill them!" Hundreds of silver spear troops rushed up with a thousand Xiangcheng men.
Zhang Heipi was like a bystander, looking at these people who risked their lives to kill with pity. Wave after wave, never giving the enemy a chance to breathe.
Use a high-intensity flesh and blood mill to dry up the enemy's flesh and blood, and also wear away your own life.
The battle became more intense.
Corpse kept falling, and one of them even pressed down on the arrow shaft on Zhang Heipi's shoulder. The pain made his vision go black and he fainted.
I don’t know how long it took before Zhang Heipi woke up leisurely.
"Heipi is still alive!"
"Heipi is very lucky, he is not dead!"
"Quick, carry him away quickly."
< br>Familiar voices sounded in his ears. Zhang Heipi managed to open his eyes and found that they were basically neighbors of the First Battalion of Chen County.
When away from home, everything is fake, only relatives and fellow villagers are the most reliable. At critical moments, they will always be the ones who save you.
"Lie down in this car for a while. It's a bit smelly, so bear with it." Several people picked Zhang Heipi out of the pile of corpses and carried him to a carriage.
The carriage was full of corpses that had been lying there for a long time, including both enemies and friends, with different expressions on their faces.
"The stronghold was captured?" Zhang Heipi asked feebly.
"Captured." The young man pulling the cart replied: "In the middle of the night, Governor Jin received the order and led his men to rush in from the north. He rushed in and captured a Huns general."
< br>"They do know how to take advantage." Zhang Heipi said with a wry smile.
He knows that there are two camps in the west of the bandit camp, the north and the south. Yesterday, he defeated the north camp during the day and the south camp at night. If he didn't attack this camp, there would always be threats on the flanks, and he would not be able to successfully attack the bandit camp. .
Suddenly, Zhang Heipi seemed to have thought of something and asked: "Heidou, you are only fourteen years old, right? Why are you going into battle?"
"I am the only male in the family. "Ding, I don't know who reported my name." Heidou touched his head and smiled sheepishly.
Looking at the shy smile on the young man's face, Zhang Heipi suddenly became angry.
Damn it!
Heidou's parents were not willing to hand him over to exchange their children for food during their escape. They would rather starve to death than keep him.
Which evildoer reported his name? He only got a thousand dings, and he got the damn one.
"We attacked the stronghold last night?" Zhang Heipi asked again.
"Attacked." Speaking of this, Heidou was still a little scared: "I was so scared that my legs were a little weak, and I couldn't walk when I rushed. I was stepped on a few times. A silver gun soldier The officer wanted to kill me, but when he saw that I was so young, he kicked me in the back."
"Oh," Zhang Heipi sighed.
If you are unlucky, Heidou was slaughtered by the supervising team last night.
He thought again of Ma Jiu, who had half of his head smashed off, and unspeakable emotions rolled through his heart.
He missed home, his wife and children.
He wanted to sit under the sunset and look at the golden wheat fields.
The children took the cakes and played while eating.
My wife told him with excitement that the ewe at home had given birth again.
He hoped that his mother-in-law, who died on the way to escape, could come back to life and eat the fruits picked from the tree with a smile.
“Bang!” He raised his good right hand and punched the wall of the carriage hard.
This world was originally good, but who caused trouble?
Kill them!
Just like he did last night when he roared towards the enemy camp and killed them!
Heidou heard the noise and turned around to look at him. When he saw Zhang Heipi's red eyes, he was frightened and ran away.
The two stopped talking.
After the carriage turned a corner, it came to a pit.
Two more men from Chenjun came over. They first moved Zhang Heipi to the grass, then took out the corpses from the carriage one by one and threw them into the pit.
Not far away, the passionate drumbeats and the roars of the sergeants before the fight were heard again.
A few people kept moving and numbly throwing bodies into the pit without even looking over there.
Not long after, there was the sound of horse hooves nearby.
A cavalry army retreated from the front line. Almost everyone was covered in blood and wounded. Some even had several arrows stuck in their bodies.
Zhang Heipi thought they were very heroic before, but now he was thinking, which unlucky people who attacked the stronghold were rushed by the Huns cavalry?
That side - should be the location of the Huns' central army camp, right?
It’s really non-stop!
One day and one night, the Xiongnu were defeated in two villages, and there were probably no less than ten thousand people killed, injured, captured, and escaped.
They should be at the last moment.
Let's end it as soon as possible before anyone else dies. Too many people died in this war.
(End of this chapter)