Hu Du also told everyone with cold orders that only by capturing Zhennanguan can they survive.
Whether it's a general or a soldier, it's the same!
In Zhennanguan, Zhang Fu sat on the cold ground, looking at Wang Yuanxing who was lying on the ground unable to wake up. He asked Huang Gui, Pan Cheng, Yuan Yue and others in a low voice: "What words did he leave behind?" No?"
Yuan Yue lowered his head, endured the pain, and replied: "He said that his family is waiting for us to go home. If he can't go back, let us go home on his behalf."
Zhang Fu raised his head, his bloodshot eyes flashing, and said sadly: "When he comes home, will you go home for him?"
Yuan Yue and others did not speak. Sadness flooded their throats and blocked their voices.
Zhang Fu leaned over, pulled up the gray cloth covering Wang Yuanxing, covered his head, stood up, and said with determination: "Then let us survive, win this battle, and take him home! "
Yuan Yue, Pan Cheng and others suddenly felt sore in their noses.
Those who wait will not be able to wait for the ones who are alive to return home, but those who are alive must take them home.
Even if it’s bone!
Even if it is gray!
Pan Cheng, Yuan Yue and others turned around and followed Zhang Fu's footsteps.
As night falls, Zhennanguan becomes even quieter, but everyone knows that the night is difficult and there is already a large army pressing down outside the city.
This night will be the last night in many people's lives.
Tomorrow's sun has nothing to do with them.
Yuan Yue found Song Shuo, the military scribe, and arbitrarily lifted him up from his sleep, pointed at the pen and ink on the desk, and said: "Please use your hands and help me write something."
Song Shuo was naturally angry. He was extremely exhausted from the past few days and he was already in a trance. These rough guys still wouldn't stop!
"What are you writing? I'll write it tomorrow!"
Song Shuo refused.
Yuan Yue directly drew out his knife and suddenly cut off a corner of the table. He looked at Song Shuo with a murderous look and said, "I may not be able to live until tomorrow. Please help me write a last note and leave it to my parents." !”
Song Shuo was shocked by Yuan Yue's momentum and suddenly woke up. He quickly sat down, cupped his hands to Yuan Yue, raised his pen and waited for Yuan Yue's words.
The man in front of me has put life and death aside, he is a man worthy of respect!
Yuan Yue sheathed his sword, straightened his chest, and said, "Just write, 'Your son has become a man of his own. I chopped off the heads of more than a hundred Annan thieves. This life will be worth it!'"
After Song Shuo finished writing, he looked at Yuan Yue and said anxiously: "No more?"
"That's enough, let's go."
Yuan Yue turned around and left without looking back.
Song Shuo looked down at the words on the paper, his heart hurting like a knife. Just as he was about to get up, he saw Pan Cheng and Huang Gui coming hand in hand...
There is no way, everyone is rough and illiterate, and you, the educated people, are suffering.
Song Shuo no longer knew how many last words or last words he had written. He just felt that the more he wrote, the more wrinkled the paper became. By the end, even the ink on the handwriting was blurred.
Drums sound.
Zhang Fu stood on the city gate, looked up at the starry sky, and said to Pan Cheng, Yuan Yue and others who came over: "Brothers haven't gone far yet, they are watching us, fight this battle well, let them Travel with peace of mind.”
Pan Cheng, Yuan Yue and others nodded heavily.
"Get ready, the enemy has already started taking action."
Zhang Fu didn't know if he could survive after this battle, and he didn't have time to think about it. A large number of enemies had already appeared under the city.
Before Zhang Fu could give the order, bursts of roaring could be heard in the distance!
"Dodge!"
Zhang Fu shouted sharply.
One after another, the cannon stones hit the city wall and exploded. The entire city wall continued to tremble. Some cannon stones even fell on the city wall. The sergeants who had no time to escape were blown away. There were also cannon stones that flew over the city wall and fell into the city wall. Into the city.
Huang Gui quickly organized the artillery on the city wall to fight back, but to Huang Gui's surprise, the artillery stones on his side could not fly that far at all.
Can't hit the opponent's artillery.
"Sir, there must be a benevolent machine cannon figure in Annan. Its range is farther than the general cannon in Zhennanguan. We can't hit them at all!"
Huang Gui shouted anxiously.
Zhang Fu looked into the distance through the crenels, and visually estimated that the distance was at least 350 steps, while the general artillery at Zhennan Pass could only hit 250 steps at most, which was a big difference.
"This is important information!"
Zhang Fu said while hiding under the crenel with a cold look.
Huang Gui looked at Zhang Fu in confusion.
Zhang Fu didn't explain much.
Huang Gui didn't know, but Zhang Fu knew that Zhu Yunwen was likely to use troops against Annan in the near future, and the reason why he came here was to fight in the front line.
Hu Du only led more than 20,000 people into the Ming Dynasty, carrying nearly 20 artillery pieces. What about Annan? Although there will not be too many such artillery, there must be a lot.
Moreover, the range of this kind of artillery actually exceeds the Ming Dynasty's divine machine cannon. This must be taken into consideration in future battles. For example, when camping, you must not be too close to the opponent, and the warning area must also be expanded.
Fortunately, Hoodu was not good at using artillery, and he did not have large-scale equipment. The number and cannon stones he carried were limited. After pouring for several rounds, Sergeant Annan stopped when he arrived under the city wall.
A large number of siege ladders appeared at the crenellations of the city wall. Zhang Fu took a deep breath and shouted: "Kill!"
The sergeants who had been hiding behind the crenels came forward one after another, pushing the ladders, shooting arrows, stabbing with spears...
The battle became brutal.
"Carry the kerosene!"
Zhang Fu shouted sharply when he saw a sergeant carrying a log to knock against the city gate.
Soon, a sergeant lifted up a large urn from the inner city gate. When he reached the top of the city gate, he picked up a ladle and filled it with kerosene, and sprinkled it downwards.
The sergeants who were carrying logs under the city suddenly screamed, and some people covered their faces and howled.
These oils are heated at high temperatures and brought up. Normally, even a drop of oil on a person's face would hurt for a long time. Who can bear the pain of going from scoop to scoop?
The sergeant carrying the logs lost a few men and immediately lost his center of gravity and staggered around. The Ming army took advantage of the situation and fired arrows to kill him.
Seeing that the sergeant could not attack for a long time, Hu Du couldn't help but become anxious and ordered 500 more people to join the battle.
The battles and counter-fights at the city gates were accompanied by a lot of blood and flesh. Soldiers were killed one after another, either from Annan or from the Ming Dynasty, and each suffered casualties.
As the war continued, Zhang Fu's side became increasingly critical.
The Nanning Guard was already a tired division. It had just gone through two battles and had not yet been repaired. It also encountered such a high-intensity battle. The attrition was even more serious. Especially when some Annan sergeants boarded the city wall, the Ming sergeant could only Fighting with just one breath, even some Ming soldiers did not have much strength to swing their swords.
Hu Du had a clear view from the bottom of the city. Seeing that the sergeant had successfully climbed onto the city, he led all his guards to press up.
Zhang Fu watched the sergeants around him die one by one, his eyes turned red, and he shouted: "Hold on! We must not lose the city gate, kill!"
Yuan Yue, Pan Cheng, and Huang Gui fought bloody battles to support the battle.
The enemies here have just been eliminated, and enemies begin to appear behind them. The appearance of a gap means the emergence of more gaps!
"The clouds follow the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, fame and fortune are combined with dust and earth, looking at China, the people are suffering, and the fertile land for thousands of miles is barren..."
Zhang Fu shouted loudly, this is the national anthem of the Ming Dynasty and the military spirit of the Ming Dynasty!
"Good man, don't care about your parents, just for the common people and not for the master!"
"..."
“A strong man drinks all the wine in his bowl and never looks back after a thousand-mile journey.”
Everyone cheered in unison and fought until their blood boiled!
Relying on his tenacious will, Sergeant Daming fought with majesty and fought out of desperate situation!
The situation of the battle turned for a time. Annan's troops who first climbed into the city were all killed, and the sergeants who were attacking the city were also driven back. The city gate was still closed.
It's still in the hands of Nanning Wei!
Hu Du couldn't believe it. The city wall had already been built, but it could still be driven down?
There were piles of corpses under the city, and the strong smell of blood was nauseating.
"Whoever dares to retreat will be killed!"
Hu Du drew his sword, beheaded several soldiers who were trying to escape, and shouted sternly: "Come on, capture Zhennanguan!"
Sergeant Annan was also killing like crazy. He would die if he retreated or die if he advanced. What else could he do?
We can only fight back again to fight for the city gate!
Zhang Fu had a bitter look on his face. Hu Du was right. Soldiers have blood and courage. Once their blood cools down, they may lose their courage to fight.
In this case, we can only fight to the end, decide life and death, and determine victory or defeat!
But he turned around and looked at the surrounding Nanning Guards sergeants. They were already stretched to the limit of their bodies. It was a miracle that they could still stand here.
"It is my honor, Zhang Fu, to fight with you!"
Zhang Fu gasped and said.
“It’s our honor too!”
Huang Gui, Yuan Yue and others replied in unison.
Yuan Yue and others knew very well that it was extremely rare for a general to live and die with the sergeants and share hardships. Many times when danger came, officers would run away first, or even shamelessly surrender to the enemy.
"The enemy is coming, let us hold on until the end! Defeat this time, and they will retreat!"
Zhang Fu shouted.
Yuan Yue and others looked at the bottom of the city. Sergeant Annan launched another attack, this time even more ferocious.
"Kill!"
After running out of rolling wood and thunder stones, facing the opponent's attack on the city, we must either knock down the siege ladder, or we can only fight directly!
There is no other way!
Yuan Yue's sword had been broken. He changed it to a long spear and hit a man behind the head. Then he moved two steps quickly and pierced a soldier who was climbing the city.
As the people around him died, the defense became more difficult. Seeing that Sergeant Annan was about to climb the city wall again, bursts of noise came from the horse road to the city.
Zhang Fu was surprised. Could it be that there was a riot among the people in the city? If something goes wrong behind the scenes at this time, the situation will be irreversible!
Under Zhang Fu's uneasy gaze, rows of "sergeants" armed with special weapons rushed up to the city wall. Some were holding large logs, some were holding iron rods, some were holding door panels, and some were holding Bricks were thrown at the Annan soldiers who were ascending the city.
At this time, some people have already begun to make plans.
The clerk Song Shuo took a knife, walked up to Zhang Fu, and said to the surprised Zhang Fu: "The knife is also my pen. Killing one person is a stroke, and killing another person is a stroke. Only in this way can I be regarded as a member of the Nanning Guard." people!"
Zhang Fu saw clearly that those who came to help in the battle were the people of the Ming Dynasty who had been rescued. People's hearts are indeed warm...
The endless shouts of killing shook the world, and the sight of unblinking eyes in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood was so terrifying.
"ah……"
Zhu Yunwen suddenly woke up and sat up.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
Ma Enhui was suddenly awakened and quickly stood up and asked.
Zhu Yunwen held his brow with his hand, his head was covered with sweat. He turned to look at Ma Enhui, breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "It's nothing, I just had a nightmare."
Seeing that Zhu Yunzhen was no longer sleepy, Ma Enhui called the maid to hold the lamp, brought a cup of warm tea, and said with concern: "The urgent news came from Bai Jian, and the emperor was worried. Now he is plagued by nightmares. He must be overly worried. Do you need a hospital?" Prescribe some prescriptions?"
Zhu Yunwen took the tea and drank it, then calmed down, shook his head and said: "There is no need for this, I am just worried about Zhang Fu. What time is it now?"
"Go back to the emperor before the fifth watch."
the maid replied.
Zhu Yunwen frowned, it was still more than two hours before dawn, but when he thought of the scene in his dream, Zhu Yunwen could no longer sleep. He got up and went to bed, and said to Ma Enhui: "Queen, please rest. I remembered something and went to Wuying Palace. "
