Chapter 1135: Carrying on the Past and Opening up the Future (Twenty-Five)

In Tucheng, above the Chu army's position, Yu Ping looked miserable as he looked at the endless stream of Han troops. It was finally the last moment, but he had completed his mission. According to the general's order, he resisted the Han army here. At the last moment, he was not allowed to retreat, and the order to fight until every soldier was sent to him again. This meant forcing himself to die! Yu Ping couldn't understand why. But as an elite of the Chu army, , Yu Ping is determined to carry out this military order to the end. He has blocked the opponent here for a day and a half. If he can block the Han army for two days with more than a thousand troops, then he will be honored even if he dies.

"Get ready to fight!" he shouted.

Fu Jiang raised his spear. This time, he didn't even take a shield. He shouted sharply at the soldiers of the first battalion: "Brothers, in the last battle, we embarrassed the second regiment. In this battle, we will lose ours." We have our face back, the brothers in the baggage company are looking at us in the sky, do you have the confidence to take down the enemy's position?"

"Kill, kill, kill!" the soldiers of the first battalion screamed one by one.

"All officers, come out!" Fu Jiang shouted sternly.

Company commanders, platoon commanders, squad leaders, and dozens of officers stepped out of the queue.

"You will form a death squad with me. I will be invincible!" Fu Jiang raised his arms and shouted.

"I am invincible!" Dozens of officers raised their weapons.

"I am invincible!" Hundreds of soldiers in a battalion roared with all their strength. The soldiers were almost the same in strength, but they were defeated by the enemy in a head-on confrontation. This made all the proud soldiers in the battalion feel embarrassed. Especially the more than 100 soldiers who survived. In the last battle, they lost nearly half of their combat effectiveness. This time, a company asked to still stand in the first wave of queues.

Seeing that the morale of the first battalion under the leadership of Fu Jiang had swept away the previous decline, Mao Afu finally showed a smile on his face, "Fu Jiang is still good at leading the troops. In the last battle, he just underestimated the enemy. If we can successfully capture Tucheng, we will be considered guilty and meritorious."

"Yes, yes!" Song Bao, the second battalion commander on the side, quickly agreed: "If the division commander blames him in the future, the regiment commander will have to speak for Brother Fu."

Mao Afu was silent for a moment: "Mr. Dong is very protective. I hope we can win this battle smoothly. As long as we can capture Pengcheng, the previous failure is nothing. The division can handle it by itself. If If the game doesn't go well, it's hard to say."

"Why is it not going well? Our Third Division has nearly 20,000 soldiers, while Pengcheng's defenders only have more than 10,000 soldiers. The rest are some local soldiers. If twice the force can't defeat Pengcheng, then we Is it still the Han army?" Song Yu said indifferently. "We suffered a small loss before, but today we will get back double the amount."

"That's right." A smile broke out on Mao Afu's face, "Let's get started!"

The bugler blew the horn for the advance angle, and several large catapults assembled by the engineers began to roar. Boulders weighing more than a hundred kilograms flew into the air and slammed into the enemy's defense line. Each stone When the stone bullet hit the ground, the entire ground seemed to be shaking.

With the flying stone bullets, Fu Jiang ran forward in large strides, first at a trot, then with increasingly larger steps, running towards the hillside ahead. Behind him were all the officers of the first battalion.

"Magic crossbows, fire in groups of ten, and attack without interruption until Fu Jiang boarded the enemy's position." Mao Afu ordered loudly.

Song Bao was startled, "Captain, if you shoot like this, you may accidentally injure our own brothers."

Mao Afu said coldly: "The enemy's position is too steep. We cannot let our opponents show up. If they show up and throw rolling stones and knock logs, our casualties will be even greater."

Song Bao turned his head and looked at the rounded stones left everywhere in front of him, and took a deep breath. War is always cruel. Even as a soldier, he often felt sad for the cruelty on the battlefield. Shocking.

"Throw stones!" Yu Ping shouted loudly.

Several Chu soldiers around them just straightened up, then screamed and fell back. The roaring crossbow arrows above their heads gave them no chance to get ahead. If they leaned out a little, they would be splashed by the rain of arrows immediately. return.

"Bed Crossbow, Bed Crossbow counterattack, suppress!"

"General, the crossbowmen have been killed!" From behind, the cry of soldiers came. "The bed crossbow has also been shot out!"

Yu Ping slammed his fist on the ground, and his fingernails dug deeply into the flesh of his palm. With such a blow, he had no room to fight back. His position was almost covered with crossbow arrows. Below, the Han army was still raining arrows upwards. Yu Ping roughly estimated that in this moment, the Han army had fired tens of thousands of crossbow arrows at their position.

The enemy's footsteps and shouts were getting closer and closer. They rushed up with the rain of arrows. Yu Ping leaned against the edge of the wall and exposed his eyes. Arrows were still whizzing by above his head. What he saw They were opponents, charging towards their own position with rain of arrows on their heads. From time to time, arrows would fall in their ranks, knocking down their own people, but no one stopped. They rushed to the front. It was the enemy general who he remembered vividly. On the first day, he had a confrontation with him. Silently lifting the spear beside him, Yu Ping knew that when the opponent rushed to his position, the enemy's arrows would rain down. Stop, and a brutal hand-to-hand fight will follow.

"Get ready to fight!" Yu Ping shouted sternly: "For the sake of Chu, we will fight to the death."

He took two steps back, pointing the iron gun in his hand upwards, imitating the general's actions, and behind the wall, the long guns were fired one after another.

The rain of arrows overhead suddenly stopped, and almost at the same moment, the vanguard of the Han army climbed onto the wall.

"Kill!" Yu Ping didn't hesitate at all. He thrust out the spear in his hand and stabbed to death a Han soldier who had just jumped up the wall. Judging from the badge on the man's chest, he should be an officer. The officer threw away the badge in his hand. Weapons, both hands tightly grasped the barrel of Yu Ping's gun, his eyes widened, staring at Yu Ping, making Yu Ping shudder involuntarily, and flicked his wrist, trying to pull out the spear, but he didn't. Pull it out.

Yu Ping could only throw away his accustomed spear, because he knew very well that if he hesitated for a moment, he would no longer be alive, because at this moment, more Han troops climbed up the wall.

Fu Jiang didn't climb up. He was like a ferocious beast, running wildly. He stepped on the wall with one foot and actually stepped onto the wall in one step. When his left foot landed on the top of the wall, he used all his strength to As soon as he kicked off, the whole person flew up. Below him, a Chu soldier shot out, but it stabbed under his feet. The Chu soldier looked up in shock, and all he saw was a black shadow shooting at him. The attack came with a click, and the spearhead hit the Chu soldier squarely in the face, cracking his skull and leaving him unrecognizable.

Yu Ping fell down. When he fell, he threw away the spear in his hand. With one hand he took out a dagger from his waist, and with the other hand he took out the short crossbow that the Han army issued to the officers as standard. Chi. After three chichi sounds, three Chu soldiers fell to the ground. Holding a dagger in one hand, Fu Jiang rushed into the crowd of Chu soldiers like a mad tiger. Every time the sharp dagger fell, a life would be harvested. In the dense crowd behind the fortress wall, short weapons have an unparalleled advantage over long spears and spears.

Fu Jiang made a breakthrough here, and the defense line of more than ten meters was disrupted by him alone. Behind him, Han troops climbed over the wall from here in a steady stream. The first batch to cross were the soldiers of the first company who were determined to avenge their humiliation. .

Seeing that Fu Jiang's first battalion lived up to expectations and finally successfully entered the enemy's position, Mao Afu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay!" As long as the enemy and we engage in hand-to-hand combat, Mao Afu is confident that the Han army is better than any other. The army must be strong.

"Song Bao, attack!" He waved his hand.

"Yes!" Song Bao strode away.

When night fell, the entire Tucheng had become the domain of the Han army. The Yellow Dragon Flag was flying high. Mao Afu boarded Tucheng, but his face was not happy, because in front of him was Fu Jiang's remains.

The soldiers did not touch Fu Jiang. He still maintained the same appearance as when he died. A long spear was deeply pierced into the body of an enemy general in front of him, but under his side, there were two broken spears, the barrels of which had already been broken. It was broken, but the tip of the gun was still in his body.

"Captain, the prisoners captured said that this man is the top general of the Chu army here, named Yu Ping." Song Bao whispered to Mao Afu with tears in his eyes.

"You bastard, I'm going to cut you into pieces!" Jie Rong from the 1st Battalion and 2nd Company cried and rushed forward, raising the bloody knife in his hand to cut off Yu Ping's head.

"Stop!" Mao Afu shouted sharply.

"Captain!" Jie Rong cried, turning around and looking at Mao Afu, "The battalion commander is dead!"

"I'm not blind!" Mao Afu breathed out: "Fu Jiang washed away his shame with his heroic death in battle. He is a model and hero for our Han soldiers. As for this Chu army general, he fought to the last man. Taking a step back is also respectful. Let’s bury him alive!”

Just when the Han army captured Tucheng, Green Willow Villa also fell into a sea of ​​fire. Taking advantage of the darkness, Qiu He ordered Jiang Bing on both sides to sneak into the water secretly with a group of soldiers who were proficient in water-based skills. Jiang Bing's With good luck, he found a passage underwater. What surprised him even more was that this passage actually led directly to a pond in the village. Around the pond, there were extremely exquisite houses. Jiang Bing, who emerged from the water, observed a little After a moment, I guessed that this was the backyard of the evil Liu Yiqing.

Dozens of soldiers emerged from the water. To his surprise, while the fighting was fierce outside, there was no one in the backyard. Jiang Bing led his soldiers to find them without any courtesy. He went to the kitchen, picked up a few barrels of grease, and lit up this magnificent manor with a fire.

A fire broke out in the backyard, shouts of killing shook the sky, and Qiu He outside immediately invested all his troops. The defenders of Green Willow Villa were attacked from both sides. The Han army surrendered.

The war ended quickly, but what made Qiu He angry was that Liu Yiqing, the owner of Green Willow Villa, and his son Liu An, who was commanding the battle, were both missing. This made the victory of this battle much greater. Losing color.(To be continued)