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Volume 1: Yan Yun Chaos Volume 3: Bending the Sky Chapter 87: Stop the Crazy Wave (Seventeen)

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    The common people carried bags of earth and stones, cried and formed a wave of people, rushing towards the low city wall of Loufan County.  They were sandwiched in the middle by the Jurchen army formation to the west and the Hu army formation to the east.  There were Jurchen warriors behind them, waving their sharp swords, killing those who fell behind, and driving the common people to squeeze out the last bit of their strength and run wildly with a shower of blood.  There are even Jurchen knights galloping behind, pulling out streaks of dust and smoke.  From time to time an arrow would be shot out from the dust and smoke, and often a commoner would fall to the ground.  This most brutal fear has made these people forget that they are in front of a city defended by the same people of the Song Dynasty. They just want to survive from the hands of these brutal Jurchen Tatars.  As long as you throw in three bags of soil, you can go home!  On the city wall, hundreds of crossbows were spread out, and the bed crossbows were strung up and loaded with thick iron arrows.  Everyone gritted their teeth, but no one relaxed.  Countless glances were directed towards Du Ruhu and Li Yizhong.  General, what should we do?  General, what should I do? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? But such a cruel apocalyptic scene had not been seen in the Song Dynasty for decades or even hundreds of years.  Although life has become a lot harder in recent years, you can always count on coming back safely when you go out, and you can still enjoy two meals a day, good or bad.  Such peaceful days seem to last forever.  But all these false scenes of peace were crushed when the Jurchen Tatars' iron hoofs suddenly moved southward.  Only then did the people of the Song Dynasty suddenly discover it.  The so-called prosperous Henan University in recent years has actually quietly exhausted the vitality of the Song Dynasty.  The Hulu in the North experienced another round of rise.  The Khitan was as weak as the Song Dynasty.  has perished.  And the cruel Jurchen.  Its destructive force is at its peak!  The rise of Hulu from the north represents a disaster for Han civilization.  Needless to say, the bloody fighting in the hinterland of the Central Plains since the mid-Tang Dynasty, even the story of Chanyuan has been decades away.  During the Shaanxi war, the so-called Western thieves and the Song Dynasty had been in stalemate for decades, but in fact they could not even break through the thousands of ravines in northern Shaanxi.  The Khitan and Dangxiang were actually slowly declining, so during the decades of peace, the ruling system of Zhao and Song Dynasties decayed to the point where only a shelf was left.  Most people thought that days like this would continue for a long time.  But when a more ferocious and cruel Hu tribe rose like a violent wave in the north.  This decaying framework and false security are about to collapse at the first touch!  The real war has finally arrived, and the real apocalypse has finally arrived, right under this Loufan city!  In the time and space without Xiao Yan, this wave of destruction swept through half of northern China.  Then came the even darker decline more than a hundred years later.  But what about now?  Li Yizhong was trembling all over, the order was stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say it out.  The people standing proudly next to him were like tigers, and they closed their eyes fiercely.  Suddenly there was a roar like thunder!  "You bastard, shoot the arrow!" He leaned forward and leaned out of the crenel.  He stared hard at the thousands of people of the Song Dynasty who were rushing towards the city wall, and stared hard at the Hulu behind them.  It seems that I want to keep this scene in my heart and never forget it even if it lasts for thousands of years!  Next to Du Ruhu, hundreds of bowstrings suddenly trembled.  Every tremor is accompanied by a sob.  ¡°I don¡¯t know how many sergeants closed their eyes when they let go of the strings or tightened their teeth.  Feather arrows and arrows shot out like locusts, and they all looked at everything in front of them like a tiger possessed.  All the scenes seemed to slow down in his sight.  The arrows fell like rain.  Countless people with torn clothes and haggard faces had countless blood splattered on their bodies.  Then he fell down heavily at the foot of the building.  But the people behind were still rolling in numbly, falling and getting up again, wailing, crying, struggling, desperately facing the rain of arrows raining down round after round!  There is still smoke and dust swirling in the west, and it is groups of people who are being driven in one after another.  More Jurchen knights also joined the battlefield.  Although they were tired, they were shouting and displaying their brutality. After a while, they organized the Nanchao students they had captured in Lanzhou into the Shura field under Lanzhou City.  Arrows fell like rain on the city, and the cries below the city shook the heavens and the earth.  Watching the southerners fighting among themselves both above and below the city.  These Jurchen Tatars, however, all grinned, showing their yellow teeth, and laughed!  A young sergeant next to Du Ruhu, after firing an arrow, suddenly roared and slammed the crossbow in his hand against the city, refusing to accept the strung-up crossbow mechanically handed over by the civilian man next to him.  With red eyes, he was about to find a weapon, as if he was about to jump off the city wall and fight with the Jurchen Tatars.  ? ?Suddenly a big hand stretched out from his side and grabbed him like an iron pincer.  The young sergeant raised his head and saw Du Ruhu's blood-red eyes staring at him: "Fire the arrow!" The young sergeant with a faint beard on his lips cried out: "General, let me go down to the city and fight! All these people will die.  He is one of ours!" Du Ruhu still stared at him: "Why don't you obey the military order?" Every word coming out of Ruhu's mouth seemed to have the sound of gold and iron clashing.  The young sergeant looked at Du Ruhu's eyes for a while, then suddenly shouted heartbreakingly, grabbed a crossbow, and pulled his teeth hard!  The cries below the city swirled, hitting the city wall, hitting the bodies of every defender at the top of the city, and hitting the hearts of every man who still had a trace of blood!  They all turned around suddenly like tigers and were about to leave the city.  Li Yizhong grabbed him and asked: "What are you going to do?" Du Ruhu looked back at the big tower facing the far distance where Yin Shu could be: "Look for an opportunity to go out and kill for a while! If you have a chance to attack the Tatars, you can  Bring some people into the city. If you don¡¯t have a chance, you don¡¯t have to worry about me!¡± Li Yizhong was also blood-red: ¡°You are going to die!¡± Du Ruhu yelled back: ¡°Zhi Niang, someone has to do something at this time!  What! We are the soldiers of the King of Yan!" Even if Zhejia gets out of the way, the Western Army is watching the situation, and someone in the court has ulterior motives.  Everyone in the world does not fight, but there is always King Yan.  Traveling north and south.  Lead us and the Tartars to fight from the beginning to the end!     at this time.  There is only tooth for tooth, blood for blood.  Let these Tatars know that there are always men in this land who will fight to the death with you.  There will always be someone who will step forward and stand in your way!  And as long as the King of Yan is here, the Song Dynasty will eventually remember the achievements of men like us who fought to the end, and we will always see the flag of the King of Yan in the sky finally erected on top of the piles of Tatar corpses!  They all broke away like tigers.  In the city, there are also most of the elite cavalry he brought, preparing for the city.  Then go and gather the troops and horses, and watch for the right opportunity.  Charge out fiercely.  Li Yizhong looked at Du Ruhu's back for a while, reached out for a crossbow, roared, and pulled his teeth fiercely.  "Dog Tartar!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~ Under the big roof, Yin Shuke is sitting on the bed.  He looked coldly at the war going on in front of him, or rather at the fighting between the southerners.  The Jurchen guards around him were all excited.  Such a bloody scene.  Instead, it stirred up destruction in their hearts.  I wish I could join the battlefield and chop off the heads of a few slow-moving southerners.  The first group of southerners pounced on him.  Then he fell in a hail of arrows.  More southern people were driven in from the west, and then joined in with loud cries.  The smoke and dust, accompanied by earth-shattering wails and cries, tightly surrounded the low-rise building.  And above this low city wall, arrows were still spraying out.  Countless lives are lost every moment, and blood gushes from countless corpses into the dry earth.  In the end, even the swirling smoke seemed to be colored with blood.  Yin Shu can never get tired of watching such a scene.  This is what he wants!  The moat, which was not too wide, was now filled with earth bags and corpses.  More people struggled to cross the moat and threw more earth bags under the city wall.  Even if he was shot down close to the city wall, it would become part of the blood-colored earth mountain that gradually stacked higher.  A Jurchen Muke finally couldn't hold back anymore and stepped forward to ask for orders from Yin Shuke: "Yin Shuke, is it time to send those guys in Monan up? We can suppress them before they go up. Cover them and rush forward first.  For a while? Just rely on your life, how long will it last?" Yin Shuke glanced at the people of the Southern Dynasty who were constantly joining the battlefield. At this moment, groups of Jurchen Tatars were gathered together.  Pucha Wulie's division was divided into various Puliyans to search within a radius of more than a hundred miles. In the end, there were tens of thousands of Southern Dynasty people who were able to capture and drive them to the battlefield.  When will it be consumed now?  He looked at Mou Ke coldly: "You feel sorry for the life of the southerner?" With this sentence, all the words of Mou Ke's plea for war were blocked, and San San stepped away.  Yin Shuke suddenly stood up and gave an order loudly.  "What are you asking these southerners to do in groups? Catch them all! I want to see how long it will take for these southern defenders to kill their own families before they relent!" The guards around him heard that Yin Shu could be  At the command, more than a dozen horns were raised and blown.  The sound of the trumpet is rapid and fierce.  How many Jurchen warriors turned their heads and looked at the big building where Yin Shu Ke was?eyes, and then howled loudly, waving the weapon in his hand crazily.  Drive more people, no longer divided into any queues, towards the small town with low buildings that is still struggling to support itself!  The cry became even louder at this moment, making the cold and pale sun above the head no longer able to hold on and hid in the clouds.  Countless people rushed towards the city wall at the same time like ants.  With such a scale, the formations formed by the Jurchens and those miscellaneous men had to move slightly to both sides to leave a larger passage.  Silver skills can make your face sink like water.  He had an inexplicable hunch that the delay in the building for the past few days was really too time-consuming.  If we don't take over this tenacious city as soon as possible, we may miss the opportunity!  ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Now, a certain array is already somewhat loose.  If you want to attack this powerful Southern Dynasty army in the city, don't miss it!  On the back side of the mound where he was, there were three Jurchen plotters that he had kept from going into battle for several days. In the past few days, he had just let the bastards use their lives to consume the energy and physical strength of the defenders in the city.  Hearing the sound of the trumpet, the three Jurchen Muke who were sitting on the ground jumped onto their horses one after another!  (To be continued) PS: Please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket!  !  !  !  
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