The city wall was nearly ten meters high. Liang Chuan actually jumped down. His feet felt numb and he vaguely felt that his ankle bones were cracked. However, he ignored the pain in his feet and staggered toward the old beggar.
Two wolf-fang arrows shot through the chest of the old beggar, one on the left and the other on the right. Blood foam kept seeping out from the corners of his mouth, and the blood flowed to the ground like a spring. Now there is no blood transfusion, no anesthesia, and no hygienic surgery. Even if Daluo Jinxian came, he would be unable to save his life.
Liang Chuan hugged the old beggar tightly. This old brother who only had a few friendships with him, but lived and ate together as a couple, cried: "You are an old beggar, but you are not blind. How can you take such a big arrow?" Don’t you know how to hide? The Lord of Hell doesn’t need your life, so you are so anxious to report to the Palace of the Lord of Hell!”
The old beggar's hand was broken and his vitality was already severely damaged. The arrow wound through his chest was even more fatal in this era of zero surgical skills. His eyes were losing their vitality. He looked at Liang Chuan and said intermittently: "You... you... mother... are crazy... so... high... just... jump down... here you go..."
"Stop talking, you motherfucker, stop talking..." Liang Chuan cried and shouted. He wanted to block these two arrows for the old beggar. He was thick-skinned and could still withstand it for a while. But this old ghost can't do it.
"Fate... is not good... take a step first, live well... go down... live well... my... mother... she..."
The sons of Guanzhong are buried in the yellow sand on the yellow battlefield. It is already a blessing to make a fortune and return home in peace. Who is destined to enjoy his old age?
The party members' arrows don't matter whether you are a good person or a bad person, they are only responsible for harvesting lives. The old beggar was finally relieved. He closed his eyes with a smile and died in Liang Chuan's arms.
Liang Chuan had wanted to escape for a long time, but he didn't want to harm the lives of these people. He met such a group of tough guys in a ghost place like the northwest desert. Although they were a little rough, they still had a polite attitude. The old beggar was not a bad person at heart. He is also a good person, and he helped Liang Chuan block a decisive blow. It is a huge kindness that he will never be able to repay in this life.
Liang Chuan slowly put the old beggar on the ground, took a sharp look at the surrounding troops, and was so frightened that they took several steps back.
"Song Youcai, watch out for the old beggar's body!"
Liang Chuan turned around and climbed up to the top of the city. The leaders of the party members were stationed behind the military formation. The cavalry were running around the city wall in circles, and crossbow arrows kept falling into Dingchuan Village.
Everyone at the top of the city was hiding from the rain of arrows. Only Liang Chuan stood upright and found a complete crossbow. He fully loaded the string of the crossbow alone, aimed at the general standing behind the cavalry team, and slammed the trigger.
The long bows of the Dangxiang people pierced the sky like whistles, but the crossbows of the Song Dynasty made the sound of ferocious eagle whistles, tearing the sky and heading towards the enemy.
Yeli Yuqi only saw a person tinkering with something at the top of the city, and then three black dots flew towards him at high speed. Before he could react, he leaned back a little, dismounting the war horse and the two lieutenants beside him, Chuanrou. A bunch of people were nailed to the ground!
Yeli Yuqi's position was less than 300 steps away from the city head. He thought that there was no way to organize resistance at the city head, but before Dingchuan Village was captured, he lost two generals at once!
"Han bastard!"
Yeli Yuqi's war horse fell from its chest to the ground. A spear tore the poor beast alive. The horse's belly was torn open, its intestines and blood splattered all over the ground. The two lieutenants he led even more It was so miserable that his body was nailed to the ground and torn into several pieces. He went to see the King of Hell without even struggling!
Everyone came out of the city to watch. Two generals from the Western Bandit Army were shot dead by Liang Chuan on the spot. Everyone cheered and cheered. Yang Qi and his soldiers picked up their bows and crossbows and prepared to fight back. Although the number was small, they occupied the city wall. With the advantage, the Dangxiang people can't attack for a while. Whenever an effective attack is organized, the party on top of the city will suppress the Dangxiang people outside the city!
The party members don't have many arrows, and they will be gone when they are used up. They don't have the powerful productivity of the Song Dynasty's rear, so they can completely ignore the loss of arrows!
If you don’t take revenge for this, you won’t be a human being in this life!
Liang Chuan stood at the top of the city and shouted bitterly: "Let your thief leader Li Yuanhao wash his neck and wait at home. I, Liang Chuan, will not be a human being until I take his head!"
There were so many people in the Song Dynasty who wanted to kill Li Yuanhao, but Yeli didn't take Liang Chuan to heart at all. He only cared about one thing, whether he could capture Dingchuan Village and whether he could return to Tiandu Mountain!
"Before reinforcements from the Song Dynasty arrive, blockade this city for me, cut off the water source to the north, and trap these Han bastards to death!"
A must-win sneak attack and blitzkrieg actually resulted in the loss of two generals before they could even enter the city gate. He was even almost killed by a crossbow. Ye Liyu had been fighting on the battlefield for many years, but he had never suffered such a sudden loss. Such a sudden loss. If he did such a cheap job, he might be scolded by Li Yuanhao when he goes back!
The fatal weakness of Dingchuan Village is the water source. If the soldiers in the city cannot get water for a long time, the soldiers in the city will die of hunger and thirst.
Yang Qi saw the intentions of these party members at a glance. Without water, a large number of people would die of thirst in three days, and no one would survive seven days!
"Oops, they're going to besiege the city."
There are no war horses in the city, and it can be seen with the naked eye that there are not many soldiers left. There are only two to three hundred people with fighting strength, and there are also some seriously injured coolies. Breaking through relied on surprise and strong combat power. These people were obviously too weak to face the party's cavalry.
"What should I do, General Yang?"
The soldiers asked Yang Qi for instructions. He was the most senior official here, so naturally they followed his lead.
"Gather the soldiers, put the troops together, and clean out the rebel troops first, leaving no one behind!"
The troops thought that if they put down their weapons and surrender, they would have a way to survive. Unexpectedly, Yang Qi was still able to find time to deal with them because of the impenetrable city outside. The troops without weapons had no room to resist. The soldiers stabbed them one by one, and in the city there were more than 100 soldiers. Only more than 2,000 soldiers and conscripts were left intact, and most of the others were dying. Without special medicine and fresh water, they could not last long.
Shi Changwei, who was hiding in the tent, was dying. The soldiers pulled him out of the camp and stabbed him in the neck. His rebellion failed and his life was gone.
"Count the number of people, gather the bodies of the brothers who died in the battle, and restrain them. Otherwise, they will rot in a few days. There is no need for the Western thieves to kill us. We will all die here when the epidemic comes."
Yang Qi knew that she would have nothing good to gain in the future, but if her own life could not be saved, there would be no need to talk about the future.
The area of Dingchuan Village is not large. After this battle, blood flowed into a river. The blood seeped into the soil and wet the ground. When one stepped on it, it became muddy and turned into a pot of blood. Standing at the top of the city and looking around, the interior It was all red, as if he were in a Shura killing field.
Even Liang Chuan felt fortunate that the baggage was not set on fire by the troops. This was a blessing among misfortunes.
Mountains of corpses were piled in open spaces in the city.
There are thousands of corpses. Liang Chuan has never seen such a heartbreaking scene in a movie. The voices and faces of each living life were still there a moment ago, but they have turned into cold corpses at this moment. Liang Chuan has also been on the battlefield, but the island country's The scale of the war was more like a battle between villages. After so many battles, there had never been so many people killed in one battle.
This is still an ordinary small battle. Those battles in history where hundreds of thousands of people are moving and hundreds of thousands of people turn white will be so tragic.
"Put the body of Pei Jun aside to be burned, and the other brothers should be put away after burning."
Yang Qi had a solemn expression on his face. He was born in a noble family, but he understood the truth that the dead were the most important, and he also understood the life-and-death relationship between the dead and the living. Those who drank the blood of soldiers would not get the support of all their subordinates.
Tall firewood piles were set up in the city. These firewood were used for cooking and cooking. They were piled up like mountains in the city. If the troops had set a fire just now, Dingchuan Village would have fallen. There were too many dead brothers, and there was no way to burn them one by one. Dozens of corpses were placed on the pile of firewood, poured with kerosene, and the fire burst into flames.
A tough man will shed tears in front of this scene. Who is called ruthless companion? It is not about love. Facing the enemy, your back can only be handed over to your brother. There is no other way but trust. This kind of love The love on the battlefield is deeper than the friendship between brothers.
"Just burn it like this? How will the ashes be collected?"
Liang Chuan looked at the corpses placed randomly. After being burned to ashes, they were all mixed together. How could he tell them apart?
"It would be good if someone burned it and buried it. In the past, they were buried everywhere without even a wooden sign. Soldiers have a low life, so don't take yourself too seriously!"
Song Youcai comforted Liang Chuan. Liang Chuan was a person with a good background, and it was human nature to look down upon life and death.
"No, cremate the old beggar's body alone. After this battle, I will send him home!"
The disciples of Guanzhong stood behind Liang Chuan. The words of sending the old beggar home made everyone's eyes flush instantly. The imperial army looked down on the Tibetan army, and the gunmen in the Tibetan army looked down on the hard labor of building the city. Unless they really fought, all the people would die. Only then did the soldiers go to the battlefield. Normally, even the top soldiers rarely raised their eyebrows when they saw how miserable they were. Who would regard them as human beings?
Song Tiegen cried and said: "The old beggar dare not say it. He has a blind old woman in his family who sells embroidery at the entrance of our village. On weekdays, he tells us that when he dies, we will give him the burial money." Damn it, don’t take the ashes back, let me keep the thought of living..."
Liang Chuan couldn't bear to hear such words. He was a hard-spoken and soft-hearted person who couldn't tolerate others being nice to him. He gritted his teeth to prevent tears from flowing down and clenched his fists, ready to kill at any time.
He understands that people will die in war, but he never wants to see the people around him die. Regardless of selfishness or righteousness, if he is offended, he will turn the world upside down. Anyway, he comes naked, and what glory and wealth does he have? He had seen it all before, and he didn't want to leave in despair and let his heart carry a heavy baggage!
Cremation alone was originally a treatment only available to military officers, but Liang Chuan's performance was too brave. He controlled the bed crossbow and shot two generals of the Western Bandits on the spot. He was destined to wait for the court's reinforcements to survive, and he could also get an official rank. Everyone didn't want to offend this extremely powerful boss by abusing their personal interests, so they could only let him do it happily.
Song Youcai found a pottery jar for pickling vegetables. It had not been used yet. Several people carefully collected the ashes of the old beggar. Liang Chuan swore in his heart that he would build a big grave for you decently in the future. You have suffered too much in this world. Sin, have a good time down there!
