(Sorry, the highest commander in the garrison should be the commander, not the general, the previous article has been changed!)

The breath of blood and fire permeates the entire Dongsheng City.

Taking advantage of the rare moment of the enemy's stop, many defenders in Dongsheng City rushed to recover their almost overdrawn physical strength.

The horizon has been gloomy, and since the early morning, sporadic light rain has fallen from time to time.

In late autumn weather, this light rain wet the armor on your body, and also cold the boiling blood and the surging heart.

At this moment, the entire Dongshengwei was shrouded in a miserable mist.

The commander's mansion, the only four remaining generals of Dongshengwei sat in the hall.

A bearded captain said, "General, without reinforcements, it is estimated that it will be difficult for us to survive tomorrow for more than 4,000 soldiers! The next Tatars' attack will be defeated at any time!"

"The number of Tatar troops is more than ten times that of ours. We can defend the whole city in the past five days, and it has been a great success," said Huo Cunyi's deputy general, hesitantly, and asked: "General, should we retreat first?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the whole house was silent.

The three generals involuntarily focused their attention on Huo Cunyi, who was in charge of the leader.

"You fart!" Huo Cunyi glared, "Retreat? Where to retreat? We are the garrison, but there are still those injured brothers and our family and relatives in the city? Let's retreat, will we leave them to the Tatars?!"

When the deputy general heard this, he hurriedly lowered his head and did not dare to speak anymore.

"General, mobilize the whole city and fight to the death!" The last young general in his early twenties stood up and said, "It's the last moment now, we must explain it to the brothers! Let's be a wise man together!"

"Fight to the death!"

In the hall, a firm and determined voice sounded.

...

"Dear brothers from Dongshengwei!"

On the high platform, Huo Cunyi's face was firm, but there was an unconcealed sadness in his eyes.

"After this, I won't hide it from everyone. The messenger we went to Datong Prefecture to ask for help came back yesterday, but the generals and prefects of Datong Prefecture were all afraid of death and refused to send reinforcements!"

"In other words, we have no reinforcements!"

As soon as Huo Cunyi finished speaking, many soldiers had a color called despair on their faces.

a long time……

“Woo woo…”

Some of the young soldiers couldn't help crying.

They are children who have just been sensible for a few years, and many of them have never even been out of Dong Shengwei.

They have never seen the prosperity of this world before, and they have to face the cold death...

How can you not cry?

Gradually, the soldiers around him were also infected, and the boundless despair collapsed the embankment in his heart instantly!

Lines of tears fell, leaving despair gullies on the dusty face.

It rained lightly in the sky again, and the bone-black chill that followed was like the sadness left by heaven...

On the high platform, Huo Cunyi also wiped the crystal clearness of the corners of his eyes and shouted loudly:

"Brothers, I have also thought of taking everyone to retreat! But we can't retreat!"

Huo Cunyi's voice was choked: "We can evacuate, but our injured brothers cannot evacuate, and our family members in the city cannot evacuate!"

He pointed to the soldiers who were injured and unable to move, and pointed to the many ruined buildings behind him, Huo Cunyi shouted:

"Can we throw our brothers under the swords of those barbarians? Can we leave our wives, children, and children to those barbarians?"

Huo Cunyi shouted: "You answer me!!!"

The cold blood gradually became hot, and the deepest despair gave birth to the heaviest emotions!

"No! No! No!!!"

The shouts like mountains and seas shook the sky, and under those desperate faces were the hot blood that was scorching again!

Because what stands behind them is the robes they cannot put down, the wives, children, and children who cannot abandon them!

"Brothers, let us fight to the end for what we want to protect! Biluohuangquan, I will accompany you to break through!"

Huo Cunyi tried his best and roared: "Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

The light rain in the sky was still drizzling, but the biting chills aroused the flames in everyone's hearts!

There is a more decisive murderous intent derived from despair!

Kill the enemy! Fight to the death!

That's all!

…………

"Bang...bang...bang..."

On the gatehouse, the rapid drum sounded again, indicating that the Tatars had started a new wave of offensives.

Huo Cunyi climbed the city tower. In the drizzle, everything in the distance was blurred in the mist.

Only the neighing sounds of war horses in the distance, pushing the collision, carriage, and other equipment in the harem were heard.

On the city wall, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

But it is not the suppression of fear, but the suppression of hard work in curbing the passionate murderous intent in my heart.

Huo Cunyi stood with his sword, watching the Tatar army gradually rushing forward, his face calm as if there was a bottomless deep well.

"Architecture, let it go!"

With a command, red cannons about meter long suddenly showed their power, and the 10 or 20 kilograms of shells roared towards the Tatars' military formation with the deafening sound of cannons.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The shells made of pig iron landed one after another, and then rushed forward quickly with unstoppable inertia. Everything we encountered along the way was blown away.

Every time the shell fell, a small, bloody vacuum zone would be created in the black siege army.

This is the real thing that you will get hurt when you touch it, and you will die when you touch it. Wherever the shell goes, it is corrosive and has no physiology.

In contrast, the Tatar artillery was naturally not to be outdone. The shells, with the burning heat of gunpowder, crossed the void and roared down.

Small pits appeared on the city walls made of stones. The jumping shells and splashing gravels made the city walls rise from time to time.

When the Tatar army approached again, the siege crossbows, bows, arrows, and catapults from both sides also took action, taking away one after another.

The crash was hitting the blocked city gate. Cars took the Tatars hiding in it to the city, and ladders built onto the city wall...

The densely packed Tatars were like a group of ants rushing towards desserts, crowded with black and roundabouts!

On the top of the city, rocks fell one after another, and the burning firewood and hot gold juice also came towards us...

The shouts of killing at the top of their lungs, accompanied by the roar of cannons and the clanging sound of swords intersecting, resounded through the sky!

Under those crazy faces, there is the interweaving of blood and fire, and the rotation of life and death!

This battle has reached its peak at the beginning...

However, compared with the Tatars, the less than 5,000 defenders in Dongsheng City were indeed not enough to see.

Seeing the Tatar army rotated one after another, the defenders on the city could only grit their teeth and persevere!

The sky to the west has dimmed, and the night is slowly falling, and the defenders of Dongsheng City are gradually approaching their limits...

Huo Cunyi's long sword had already been dull. Now what he was holding in his hand was a long sword he picked up casually, cutting down the Tatars who rushed up one after another from the ladder, and blood had already splashed all over his body.

Time passed, and the defenders of Dongsheng City were gradually exhausted. More and more Tatar soldiers climbed the city walls, but the number of Tatar troops under the city still did not decrease at all...

Looking back at the already ruined Dongsheng City, this garrison city that made him sacrifice his life for is now full of smoke!

Dongsheng City can no longer be defended!

"I... hate it!"

Looking at the several ferocious faces surrounding him, Huo Cunyi sighed, raised the long knife in his hand, and put it on his shoulder.

At this moment, Huo Cunyi only had a desperate ambition in his heart!

I would rather die than be captured!

A critical moment!

“Woo…”

The low and powerful horn, with the power of trembling heartstrings, overwhelmed the shouts of killing all over the sky!

In the distance, golden swords and iron horses came in a swarm of winds!

PS: The new collections have been cut in half in the past two days, which is quite uncomfortable.

I would like to ask everyone for help in a routine manner. If you need to collect it, thank you Qingfeng!
Chapter completed!