After nightfall, Kim Jong, the chief general of the former army, sat in the newly occupied camp. After hearing the wounded soldiers screamed and moaned, he was upset and scolded: "Just a little bit of injuries, what's the point of howling?"

The wounded soldiers unconsciously lowered their tone.

First of all, Kim is a high-ranking official, not something they can afford to mess with.

Secondly, during the day, the Jin Governor was injured by five people, and his feet were not turned into a sudden kill, killing the enemy soldiers. Of course, such a powerful general is qualified to talk about others.

After Kim Jong cursed the man, he felt something was wrong, so he shouted: "Don't hide the injured horses seized today, and stew them all and make up for the injured children."

Jin was the former general of the army. He gave the order, and the chefs were all happy.

Kim Jung-seok climbed up to the platform and listened to the roar that almost pierced the sky under the night.

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

Countless soldiers roared and rushed towards a camp in the south like surging waves.

After a attack was retook, another wave came, perseverance and rushing hard, which was definitely their usual style.

Of course, this style of play also has a side effect, that is, the casualties are too great, but Kim Jong doesn't care at all. As he looked, his hand subconsciously grabbed the railing of the platform.

Under the bright moonlight, two new recruits from the right battalion of the Silver Spear Army clumsyly attacked the camp wall, but because the front and back were not connected well, the reinforcements did not catch up in time, causing the first wave of first-sky people to die on the spot.

"You mother!" Jin Zheng was so angry that he punched the railing.

They were all his people, but they turned out to be like this bird. Not only did they say that they were killed or injured, but they also wasted an opportunity.

As he got angry, a new wave of offensive gradually took shape.

This time, the one who came up was Ding Zhuang of Chen County, with a total of 1,000 people, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

While rushing, he shouted "Kill them" and soon came to the wall.

The long ladder ignited the raging fire, and even ignited the corners of the sergeant's clothes. But on the battlefield of fierce fighting, almost no one paid attention to this, and everyone sacrificed their lives and fought with their lives.

Not everyone is brave, but when you are on the battlefield and are surrounded by robes with red faces and shouting fiercely, you will also be infected, unconsciously become brave, and your feet will not be brave - it doesn't matter if you are not brave. The 13th and 14th buildings of the Silver Spear Army are both supporters and supervisors. They will teach you to be brave.

"Kill them!" Zhang Heipi quickly climbed to the wall, swung his axe, and knocked down two or three people.

In the night sky, an arrow shot from somewhere, hitting a black-skinned shoulder, and he screamed under the wall of decline.

There were layers of corpses under him. He cushions were placed on him. The wall of the village was not too high, so he did not die.

He struggled for a few times, but he was sweating profusely and could not get up.

"Kill them!" The roars from the walls came one after another.

Zhang Heipi looked up and saw a dark figure falling like raindrops.

A corpse fell on him, causing him to curse. Halfway through the scolding, he stopped.

He recognized this person, Ma Jiu from the Seventh Battalion of Chen County, was from Hebei and had contacts.

Half of Ma Jiu's head was smashed, and there was still a strong sense of reluctance in his eyes.

Zhang Heipi sighed, raised one hand, gently stroked Ma Jiu's eyes, and sighed: "Brother Ma Jiu, this is the way of the world. Mr. Chen gave us land and he has to work hard. You still have two children, and they will grow up without illness or disaster. Go with peace of mind."

The competition is particularly fierce on the wall.

It seems that a general has come to the enemy.

When he climbed up the wall, Zhang Heipi took a look from afar. Under the fire, a big flag stood in the camp. He didn't recognize the first few words, but at the end it was the word "king". He should be a general named Wang.

Some well-equipped Hun soldiers even appeared on the wall. After a fierce battle, they pushed down Chen Jun Ding Zhuang one by one.

In the air, the corpse fell like rain.

On the ground, blood flowed into a river.

Zhang Heipi closed her eyes, as if she couldn't bear to see such a cruel battle situation.

In April, they were still sitting together, arguing whether it was better to grow turnips and raise livestock after the autumn harvest in August, or to directly grow winter wheat.

Before May set off, they gathered again. Everyone's face turned pale, but they all held on, deliberately showing an indifferent look, chatting and laughing, feeling that they could not fight on the battlefield.

Before crossing the river in August, I was rewarded with hair. Everyone was holding a linen and gestured up and down, saying that when I went back, I would do something, so it would be better not to wear out when doing farm work.

In today's battle, I don't know how many of the villagers who went to fight together were left.

Thinking of this, Zhang Heipi burst into tears. A man in his thirties cried like a child.

Mr. Chen’s kindness is not easy to repay.

He just hopes that he will work hard for the rest of his life, and that he will not fight again for his children and grandchildren.

He inherited the land at home, farmed with peace of mind, and then married the daughter next door.

The two families are close together, so they can take care of each other and give birth to a few more children to help the old Zhang family.

It doesn't matter whether he lives or not.

He had died once and only wanted to finish as many battles as possible before he died in battle.

"Kill them!" Hundreds of silver spear soldiers rushed up with a thousand Xiangcheng dens.

Zhang Heipi looked at these robes who sacrificed their lives and died with pity.

Wave after wave, without giving the enemy a chance to breathe.

Use high-intensity flesh and blood mills to grind the enemy's flesh and blood and torture your own life.

The battle became more and more intense.

The corpses kept falling, and one of them even pressed the arrow shaft on Zhang Hei Pi's shoulder, causing his eyes to become dark and he fainted.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhang Heipi woke up.

"Black skin is still alive!"

"Hei Skin is so lucky, he is not dead!"

"Hurry, carry it away."

A familiar voice sounded in his ears. Zhang Heipi tried hard to open his eyes and found that they were basically neighbors of the First Battalion of Chen County.

When you go out, everything is fake, only relatives, and the villagers are the most reliable. At critical moments, they will always save you.

"Lying in this car for a while, it smells a little smelly, bear it." Several people took Zhang Heipi out of the pile of corpses and carried it to a carriage.

The carriage was full of corpses that had been lying for a long time, with both enemies and different expressions on their faces.

"Have you captured the village?" Zhang Heipi asked weakly.

"Catched." The young man who pulled the cart replied: "In the second half of the night, the Governor of Jin received an order and led his men to rush from the north. He immediately rushed in and captured a Hun general."

"They will get a bargain." Zhang Heipi smiled bitterly.

He knew that there were two camps in the west of the bandit camp, north and south. Yesterday, they captured Beizhai during the day and at night. If they did not attack this camp, there would always be threats on the flanks and they could not successfully attack the thief Central Army camp.

Suddenly, Zhang Heipi seemed to think of something and asked, "Heidou, you are only fourteen years old, are you? Why are you going to fight?"

"I am the only male left in the family, and I don't know who reported my name." Heidou touched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

Looking at the shy smile on the boy's face, Zhang Heipi suddenly became angry.

Dog day!

Heidou's parents were unwilling to hand him over to eat with others on their way to escape. They would rather starve to death than save him.

Who committed the evil one reported his name? He only drew a thousand kids, but his mother drew him.

"Did you attack the village last night?" Zhang Heipi asked again.

"Attack." Hei Dou was still a little scared when talking about this: "I was so scared that my legs were weak, and I couldn't walk anymore as I rushed, so I made a few steps. An official from the Silver Spear Army was going to kill me, but when he saw that I was so young, he kicked me behind."

"Oh." Zhang Heipi sighed.

If he was not lucky, Hei Dou was killed by the supervisory team last night.

He remembered Ma Jiu's head, whose half of his head was smashed, and his heart was filled with unspeakable emotions.

He missed home, his wife and children at home.

He wanted to sit in the sunset and look at the golden wheat fields.

The children were holding the cakes, eating and playing.

The wife told him with an excited face that the ewe at home had given birth again.

He wanted his grandmother who died on the way to escape to survive and could eat the fruits picked from the trees with a smile.

"Bang!" He raised his intact right hand and pounded the wall of the car.

This world was already good, who was in trouble?

Kill them!

Kill them just like he roared and rushed towards the enemy camp last night!

Heidou heard the movement and turned around to look at him. When he saw Zhang Heipi's red eyes, he was so scared that he avoided it.

The two stopped talking.
To be continued...