Daqin Fusu: It is difficult to start the battle

Chapter 356
boom!
A series of loud noises, like a thunderbolt from the blue, set off smoke and dust all over the sky.

There was a seemingly invisible shock wave, and even turned Qin Bing, who had already run to a distance, and was operating a rickshaw, into a somersault!
Among the chaotic rocks piercing the clouds, not only the hoarse cries came from Wu County in the distance, but even the soldiers who were advancing in formation stopped in surprise.

In the army formation, the horses neighed and people stood up, and the soldiers beating the drums were also stunned, staring straight at the dust flying in the distance.

this?What's wrong?
Fear of the unknown gave these soldiers of the frontline army who had come to fight this battle out of nowhere an urge to retreat.

But they didn't, and they didn't dare to make an escape movement.

Just stood still in place.

As specially selected elites, they have parents, wives and children. They know very well what consequences they will bring to their relatives who stay in their hometown after they become deserters!
And Meng Tian who was standing on the building car was also stunned, with his eyes wide open and his mouth slightly opened.

"The emperor only said that it was explosives, which could shake down the city walls after being ignited. He never said that there would be a scene like a bolt from the blue..."

He completely forgot the instructions written by Fusu, these explosives were used for him to attack cities and villages along the way.

That is to say, Meng Tian used all of the dozens of explosives that Fusu had reserved for him under the city wall of Wu County at once...

But in the next moment, Meng Tian quickly stopped the shocked expression on his face.

Will be the courage of the soldiers!
At this moment, only when he calms down and commands firmly, can the forward army get out of fear.

When the smoke and dust in the distance hadn't stopped, Meng Tian on the building car pulled out the eight-sided sword bestowed by the emperor, pointed forward suddenly, and roared like a torrent of bells:
"The city wall is broken, attack!"

Beside Meng Tian, ​​She Jian, who has followed him for many years and trusted him almost unconditionally, immediately shouted loudly: "Beat the drum, kill!"

In an instant, under the building car, the war drum representing the Shogunate of the Chinese Army was thumped vigorously.

Rumbling resounded through the heavens and the earth, the 'shuai' drum of the middle-ranking officer who made the horn sound, and the drum[pí] of the lower-ranking officer who made the feather sound sounded one after another.

Drumming forward.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

What echoed the drumbeat was the roar from the Xuanfeng Army's mouth.

The voice of shouting and killing has gradually become fearless from the initial timidity. They rebuild their confidence and advance against the wall!

The vision came from the enemy, and the drums sounded by the Chinese army indicated that all this was arranged by the general, General Meng Tian!

Well, what else is there to be afraid of?

kill!

No, don't go back!
…………

On the city wall, Xiang Liang sat on the ground blankly, letting the broken limbs and gravel fall beside him.

"what happened?"

"God punished?"

"Destiny, hasn't it restarted already?"

"Why it came out like this?"

……

Beside him, Tian Heng and the Zhu family were the first to react.

They looked at each other and saw the same fear on each other's faces, but the drums sounded in the distance inspired their courage instead.

"General, cheer up, we haven't lost!"

They pulled Xiang Liang from left to right, trying to pull him up from the ground.

But at this moment, Xiang Liang's ears were buzzing, and his limbs were weak, like a clay figurine.

With the heavy armor and his weight, Tian Heng and the Zhu family couldn't move him at all!
Below the city wall, Fan Zeng, who commanded Kuaiji Qianshou to support the battle at the head of the city, stood up from the ground and pulled out the long sword from his waist with trembling hands.

This is a long sword with a simple shape and countless gaps on the blade.

This is Xiang Yan's sword!

This is the sword given to Xiang Yan by the King of Chu in the past!

This is the sword that Xiang Yan used to kill himself when he overthrew the army and killed the general!
Fan Zeng stared at the long sword in his hand in the dust flying all over the sky, and could vaguely feel the temperature of his blood.

Xiang Yan's blood had already dried up, but his blood was still boiling!

He has lived for too long, if it wasn't for Xiang Liang, the Xiang clan, or Xiang Yan's entrustment when he was dying.

He had long ago used this sword, this long sword that drank the blood from Xiang Yan's neck, to kill himself, and went to the Underworld to follow the general who was worthy of his life's pursuit!
Scholar, die for your confidant!

Now, facing the Qin army coming in formation, he didn't have any fear in his heart, but a trace of indescribable relief.

Victory, of course, is what everyone desires.

However, death, especially being able to hold this long sword that seems to carry the warmth of Xiang Yan, and die in battle on the road to recovering the Chu Kingdom, perhaps, is also a relief!
"kill!"

Fan Zeng let out a low growl, holding the long sword in his hand, and staggered towards the outside of the city.

Now that the city wall has collapsed, use your own flesh and blood to build a new city wall!
…………

On the city wall, Xiang Liang, who was dragged up by Tian Heng and Zhu's family, looked at everything around him dully.

Wails, cries, and gasps all seemed to come from the distant sky.

"I can't hold it... I can't hold it..."

He opened his lips that were slowly overflowing with blood, and murmured softly to himself.

Suddenly, he saw an old figure with white beard and hair slowly walking out of the collapsed gap below the city wall.

"This is... Mr. Fan?"

Xiang Liang's gaze was involuntarily attracted by Fan Zeng.

Not only him, but the soldiers and inkmen on the city wall, and the head of Guizhou under the city wall, everyone's eyes were attracted by Fan Zeng.

At this moment, except for the Qin army's war drums in the distance, there was no sound.

Everyone was staring at Fan Zeng, at this old man who was faltering.

But then, their eyes shifted to Fan Zeng's side, the long sword with gaps all over, and the sackcloth was wrapped around the hand and the hilt for fear of the sword slipping off.

Is he?
People's eyes followed his figure and looked into the distance.

There are long halberds like a forest, there are mighty and majestic, there are thousands of troops, and there are famous generals in the world!
But so what.

One man, against ten thousand troops!
At this moment, in the silence, the man picked up the fallen weapon, the woman picked up the pitchfork and Lei Lei on the ground, the old man and the child looked for everything around them that could be used as a weapon.

Then, they silently followed behind Fan Zeng.

Great Chu is not destroyed, and Qin must be destroyed if Chu is destroyed!
Amidst the rustling footsteps, tall or short, male or female figures formed a city wall that would never collapse.

In the next moment, the city wall turned into a torrent, passing over the resolute old man who shouted "My way is not alone" in his heart, and flocked to the Qin people in the distance who were overwhelming the city with dark clouds without hesitation.

On the city wall, everyone looked at Xiang Liang.

"General!"

"General!"

Countless shouts made Xiang Liang wake up like a dream. He looked around and saw faces of determination, faces praying to get out of the city and fight to the death with the Qin people.

"Open the city gate! Fight to the death!"

Even though he knew it was a wrong decision, Xiang Liang suddenly drew his long sword, turned around and walked down the city wall.

(End of this chapter)