Jun Jiuling - Chapter 758

[Chapter 39 Reinforcement]

Reinforcements are here!

The general let out a roar and fell to his knees on the ground, but the next moment he hurriedly supported his body with a knife.

“Form a formation,” he shouted, “form a circular formation.”

In this formation, the cavalry goes first, and they are behind, you enter and I advance, and you retreat and I advance.

The soldiers quickly formed a formation, and the galloping soldiers and horses behind them had already crossed the ravine, and they finally saw their appearance.

It is indeed the true Zhou Bing, well-dressed.

They skillfully lined up on both sides of this small circle, the bows and crossbows in their hands had been put away and replaced with long knives for melee combat.

And the golden soldiers who were in temporary chaos over there also reorganized their formation and raised their scythes.

The men and horses collided, the weapons were staggered, and the sound of fighting was loud.

People kept falling, including Jin soldiers and Zhou soldiers, but there was a steady stream of soldiers and horses rushing behind them.

How many reinforcements came, and the generals standing in the formation looked at them with all their might, and it seemed that there were soldiers and horses in the whole night behind them.

Because of being caught off guard, the Jinbing quickly began to flee.

With the sound of the horn, Zhou Bing, who was about to pursue, stopped and quickly lined up to retreat.

“Where are you brothers?” shouted the general.

Zhou Bing, who passed by them, looked over.

“Are we?” said one of the leaders, “It’s the Fengning Army.”

Fengning Army?

The general was no stranger to him, and he was one of the soldiers who disobeyed the order and did not come to aid and escape.

His expression was a little complicated.

I don’t know if I should blame them for fleeing and the lack of reinforcements, or I should be grateful that they came to rescue at a critical moment.

“Where is Master Tang?” he asked.

That Zhou Bing raised his head and pointed forward.

The general looked over and saw that at some point in the darkness ahead, the torches were lit up and bent like a long wall in the night.

It’s better to discuss how to fight. Qing Hebo is still under siege. Since Master Tang’s army is willing to come, let’s see if he can persuade the other fleeing soldiers to help.

The general took a deep breath and strode over there. There were several flags fluttering in the torches. The flags of the Fengning Army were easy to identify and also showed where the head coach was.

The general walked straight over, getting closer, but suddenly he stopped and looked at the flags in disbelief.

Because of his approach, the people lined up in a row avoided showing where the generals behind him were.

More flags are in sight.

Beyond the familiar flag of Fengning Army, there is a larger flag fluttering.

The black banner was integrated with the night, so that the bright red vermilion characters on it seemed to appear out of thin air.

Zhuzi banner.

The officer subconsciously bent his legs and knelt on the ground with an unbelievable expression.

Cheng Guo Gong.

“What happened?”

Qing Hebo also walked up to the city wall. The soldiers on the city wall held weapons in their hands, and the auxiliary soldiers supported the rolling stone column, but no golden soldiers came.

Just after eating and recharging in the dark, the sentry came to report that the Jinmen had moved. Although it was inconvenient to attack the city at night, the Jinmen would have to use their wheels to fight to death.

Fighting is death, not fighting is also death, there is no choice but to go shopping.

All the people rushed to the city head, ready to meet the result of life or death.

They stood on the city gate, but did not see the golden soldiers rolling in.

The golden man is treacherous, what conspiracy is he doing, fire attack?

Water attack?

Everyone has various ways to die in their heads.

It’s not that no one wants to live, such as the withdrawal of the golden man, but this kind of thing is simply impossible, why do you deceive yourself.

“Listen,” a general said suddenly, breaking the silence on the city wall.

listen?

Is the golden man’s troops approaching?

Everyone pricked up their ears and held their breath.

There seemed to be thunder in the sky.

“Is it going to rain?” a soldier muttered.

If it rains, it will really make things worse. Now almost everyone is injured. When the cold rain starts, there will be no need for Jin Bing to call, and a lot of them will freeze to death in one night.

“It’s not thunder.” The soldier next to him suddenly shouted,

I don’t know if I am surprised or afraid of the voice change, “It’s a war drum.”

Drums of war?

Jin and Zhou people have different war drum horns, so it is easy to tell them apart.

The rumbling sound of war drums seemed to be coming from the sky, getting louder and closer, and soon rolling thunder resounded through the night sky.

“It’s a war drum!”

“It’s our war drum!”

More people shouted loudly.

Qing Hebo only felt numb all over.

Reinforcement!

The reinforcements are finally here!

This news sent the city wall into madness. Some people shouted loudly, others knelt down and cried, and some people blushed and rushed forward with weapons in their hands.

The generals had to scold them to keep the soldiers solemn.

But they themselves were thrilled.

“How many soldiers and horses are there for reinforcements?” Qinghe said suddenly.

This sentence was like pouring cold water down from the head, and the officials suddenly sobered up, and their joy turned into deep worry.

At first, they expected to have 100,000 reinforcements, but they ran halfway after receiving the news, and it took so long. Obviously, the reinforcements outside were either unable to fight or disagreed. How many soldiers and horses?

The Jin people have been besieging this side for so long. According to their observation, they have been constantly mobilizing and replenishing. The current troops and horses here have surpassed the original.

Everyone gradually fell silent, nervously and indignantly looking at the direction where the drums were beating loudly. The darkness blocked everything, only to see that the sky seemed to be burning and red.

The fighting continued all night.

When the morning light leaped from the sky, the city walls were filled with stiff and stone-like figures.

Qing Hebo’s gray hair turned even whiter, and even his beard was white, covered with morning frost.

There was no more worry in their eyes, and the sentry had brought good news an hour ago.

The Golden Soldier withdrew.

But no one rushed down the city wall cheering and jumping, everyone was still standing still, standing on the high city wall, looking at the place where the sun rose without blinking, waiting.

Waiting for the first glimpse of these warriors who fought off so many golden soldiers.

As the morning light became brighter, a group of people finally appeared in the line of sight. These were the pioneers of the sentry. They galloped quickly in the wilderness to investigate for the army behind them.

Next is a pair of cavalry, densely packed from all directions, and the flags are like clouds.

Getting closer and closer, it was their familiar flag, familiar armor, familiar marching formation, and familiar fellow robes.

I don’t know which soldier screamed first, and threw the long spear in his hand into the sky.

The spear jumped up and then slid down in an arc to the city wall.

There were screams one after another on the city wall, long swords, helmets and even stones, and everyone threw out whatever they could throw in their hands.

This time, Qing Hebo didn’t scold the soldiers for their madness, and a smile appeared on his face.

“Uncle, they’re all here.” A general said excitedly.

Although they are still far apart, they are familiar with those flags.

Those reinforcements who issued orders, no matter whether they obeyed or reported running away, have their flags among them at this moment.

Qing Hebo also looked at those flags, and suddenly tears filled his eyes, and he was full of pride.

This northern land, it seems, can also be his.

So that’s it for the purge of Cheng Guogong’s cronies. Zou Jiang didn’t ask about the crime of not obeying the order before. As for the reward, let’s consider it.

For the soldiers, they can’t be too arrogant.

He twitched his beard and pondered, cheers were heard in his ears, the soldiers and horses in the clouds were getting closer and closer, and his expression suddenly froze.

what flag is that?

Qing Hebo widened his eyes.

The generals around him also saw it, and gradually the soldiers on the city wall also saw it. They stopped cheering and looked at the big flag.

After all, among these colorful flags, the flag is the largest, tallest and most dazzling.

Only the handsome flag can become the highest and largest flag.

The handsome flag follows the master. What kind of master has what kind of handsome flag. For example, Qing Hebo’s handsome flag is calm and elegant with a blue heart and black border.

What Qing Hebo didn’t want to see in his life was this banner.

But now it happens to be in sight again, and at this time.

Qing Hebo’s face became as white as his hair.

The city gate had been opened, and Qing Hebo stood in front of the door, looking upright at the approaching man.

The man was riding on the horse and had no intention of dismounting.

“Uncle, it’s been a long time since I haven’t seen you.” He looked at Qing Hebo, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, “It’s not good to be a commander and lead the army, and no one can compare with the strength of being besieged and defending.”

Qing Hebo was furious.

Cursing people without swear words is referring to a shameless person like Cheng Guogong.

(Come on, vote for me, come on, love me, love me again this month.) (To be continued.)

[End of this Chapter]