From the evening to the early morning when the sky turned white, anyone involved was still alive and not relaxed. They didn't know how long the battle would last, and whether they still had the chance to live to see the rising sun today, but they all knew that as soldiers, they could only follow orders to fight.

The number of Jingyi soldiers is decreasing every moment. They will not retreat at all, nor will they retreat at all. After all, their chief general is fighting even harder than them. The battle situation has been extending from the position of the suspension bridge toward the city. The Tang army, which seems to be a large number, has been retreating at all, while the Jingyi army, which is not as powerful as the number of people, is constantly advancing.

At this critical moment, a shrill sound of golden sounds echoed in the East City, which was a signal of the retreat of Tang. These Tang soldiers were already a little unsteady without the leadership of the chief general. At this moment, they heard the sound of retreating soldiers and became even more defeated. For a moment, the army of tens of thousands immediately scattered.

In order to intimidate the Tang army, Zhang Hanshan became even more excited when facing the retreat. He took the lead in charge and shouted at the top of his voice, "The reinforcements are coming, everyone will hold on for a while! When the Tang retreats, don't let them leave Duzhou City!"

This time, Hu Chao was even more determined to make his judgment. Sure enough, these insidious people had support. They planned to completely eliminate their army in Duzhou City! Fortunately, I saw through their conspiracy in time!

So, Linghu Chao ran away even harder. Under his leadership, 20,000 remaining soldiers ran towards the easternmost city gate. After opening the city gate, they immediately rode their horses and ran farther away. A hundred miles east of Duzhou City was the real territory of Xia Tang, and they could truly get safety there.

After running for a while, Zhang Hanshan could no longer bear it. He knelt on his knees and supported his hands to breathe desperately. Not only him, but the soldiers behind him were not much better, and even worse than him. Many people fell to the ground and couldn't afford to get up.

Jing Yijun watched Tang army run towards the city gate, and then he rode out of the dust and left only waves of smoke and dust. They were also powerless. They were so tired. The battle this night almost exhausted all of them. They had been persisting with their beliefs before, but once they relaxed, they were no longer able to stand up again.

Xuan Shaoning knelt on the ground, and his saliva could not stop flowing down from the corner of his mouth. He was wet, sweat and blood stains, and he was covered in sticky body. Ji Wenhan was beside him, and the young man was also sank on the ground with exhaustion. He lay on his back and closed his eyes directly. If his chest had not been rising and falling rapidly, almost everyone would have thought he was just a dead person.

The only person who could stand up was Lu Xiang. He pressed his long sword to the ground and looked towards the retreating army in the direction of the Tang Dynasty. After a long time, he finally said something, "We have a lot to do, and we must first close the city gate!

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That's right, but who else can perform this task? Lu Xiang turned around and looked at the soldiers behind him. Now he realized that there were so few soldiers left. At that time, he had 6,000 guards and 6,000 guards in the Han Dao Guard, a total of 12,000 people. Now, with Lu Xiang's eyes, there are no more than 2,000 people?

Everyone understood that Lu Xiang was right. Xuan Shaoning wanted to get up again, but as long as he moved, the pain on his body could dispel his desire to survive.

Zhang Hanshan said: "They won't come back for a while. Let's let the brothers take a break. It's only half an hour. When the time comes, we'll go to close the city gate first."

As soon as Zhang Hanshan finished speaking, he saw someone walking out of the residential area beside him. They were the people of Duzhou City, and they were from the Liang Dynasty. Facing the army of their mother country, the light of hope flashed in their eyes.

"It's the people! My fellow villagers, we are the Jingyi army. We are here to regain Duzhou!" Lu Xiang shouted at the people. This roar made him cough for a long time before he could continue to speak. "We finally drove the Tang people away. From now on, you have returned to Daliang's arms!"

A man stood up and said, "We are looking forward to the stars and the moon, finally waiting for the army of our mother country! Last night, no one dared to sleep!"

Xuan Shaoning had an idea and immediately stood up and shouted: "Friends, we really don't have the strength to stand up. Can you do us a favor? Close the city gate, and we are worried that the Tang army will come back again!"

The man turned around and immediately slapped his thigh and said, "Yes! We can't help you fight, we can still do these things!" He said, and shouted at the people behind him, "The men followed me to close the city gate, and the women immediately go and take care of our brothers!"

At the greeting of the great man, the people finally started to move. Some went to clean the houses to accommodate the wounded; some started cooking to fill the soldiers' stomachs; some took the initiative to pick up the dropped weapons and began to patrol the city temporarily.

So the rest of the Jingyi army were properly taken care of by the people of Duzhou City. Xuan Shaoning only heard the people saying, "I know that the court will not give up on us!", "The court finally came to save us, we still have to believe in the court!"

Hearing these words, Xuan Shaoning shook his head helplessly. How can he explain too many things to these people? They are just the simplest people and only know how to cultivate their own small family. Do they still need them to distinguish who is the Savior and who is the villain of usurping the throne?

"The most important thing is that we can complete the task and survive. As for the rest, we should not worry about it for the time being." Zhang Hanshan said to Xuan Shaoning, "We have to report the situation of Duzhou City immediately to the general!"

This time

Hou Sun finally passed through the clouds and began to reveal his face. In this cold winter, the warm sunshine shone on the earth with an indescribable warmth and an indescribable force. The past night was too difficult. If someone could look down from the sky, he could see from the east gate of the East City, extending to the suspension bridge, and then entering the west city to the north city gate. This long front line was already covered with the corpses of soldiers. Of course, many of them fell into the sea and could not even find the corpses.

History should remember this day. It was the twelfth day of the first year of Qianfeng in Daliang. This battle allowed the Jingyi Army to take Duzhou City into his pocket and became a great help for them. At this point, the Jingyi Army has already been able to control this crucial entrance and exit of the sea.

However, what history cannot forget is the price of this battle: the six thousand clan guards and six thousand cold sword guards survived only two thousand people, and the rest were all killed in battle. It can be said that it was a catastrophe for these two guards. If they wanted to re-establish the army, they had to recruit soldiers again. Jingyi's army suffered heavy losses, and the lower Tang side was even more unbearable. A total of sixty thousand lower Tang troops died in battle, and the remaining ones fled a lot. In the end, only 20,000 people successfully fled back to the country with Linghu Chao.

Xuan Shaoning understood that some of the men who had originally recruited from Pingzhou and Dengzhou were killed in this battle. Facing tens of thousands of corpses, they no longer had the ability to transport these corpses back to Yecang City, which meant that they could not be buried in the military tomb valley. Xuan Shaoning felt extremely guilty about this.

Zhang Hanshan comforted: "Wars are always piled up with corpses, and you have been in the army for so many years. I don't need to tell you about this principle anymore. The history of war has always been written by the victorious party. If we win today, then those dead robes will not be sacrificed in vain."

Xuan Shaoning didn't agree with Zhang Hanshan's statement in his heart. He wanted to refute a few words, but when he saw Zhang Hanshan's expression, his question began to emerge again: Even though his injuries were worse than him, why did he feel energetic now? Looking at himself, Xuan Shaoning still had pain all over his body and could not use any strength at all.

"Before going to the war, I had someone copy the names of all the soldiers of our two guards. Next, just re-check the living people, and the rest in the list will be killed. Let's take the list back to Mobei and bury everyone with a large tomb. Don't look at me in surprise, that's what I did in the past."

Past? Zhang Hanshan, what kind of past do you have? Why do you always feel like a mystery? One day I will solve all the answers to these mysteries in my heart.

Xuan Shaoning didn't plan to pay attention to Zhang Hanshan anymore. They still had a lot of things to do. As long as their bodies recovered, they would start to rebuild the city defense. Of course, there was another very important thing to immediately send Yanzhi a letter to tell him that he was still alive.
Chapter completed!