First emperor of the human race

Chapter 48 Emperor, Did You See It?

The imperial capital's army went out to fight, and more than [-] soldiers left the city, dust was flying, and rumbling sounds continued.

Hundreds of officials climbed the tower, and the people spontaneously gathered to watch the emperor go away.

No one knows what the outcome of this battle will be. Is success or failure even important?

Guo Sikong stood on the tower and sighed, his eyes were complicated, regardless of success or failure, the emperor has won today.

His means, courage, and the hearts of the people in the imperial capital, all these details show that the emperor has grasped the most important thing in the whole situation!
Daxia's soul has already been held by the emperor.

Master Wang is going to fight, and everyone will look forward to his return!
The army of the imperial capital went out to fight on all sides, and the situation in the east, west and north could be eased slightly, but the Linshan city in the south could not be delayed, it was the front line area where Si Yu withdrew his troops first.

Now, half a month has passed, and Linshan City does not know whether it can be kept.

"drive!"

Zhao Yun rode his horse galloping, his brows were furrowed, and his heart was full of thoughts.

"Boom!"

Behind Zhao Yun is the endless guard cavalry army, which is currently the most powerful force under Su Chen's hands. It is extremely powerful and mobile, far superior to the Great Xia Tiejun.

The Great Xia Town Guard Cavalry is the same as the Great Xia Tiejun Army. The [-] cavalry of the Great Xia Town Guard Cavalry are all in black armor, like a torrent of pitch-black steel, capable of crushing all obstacles in front of them!
Several flags fluttering violently in the strong wind. The flags have a black background with golden edges and large red characters. They were written by the emperor himself: "Zhenwei Qi, Zhao!"

Zhao Yun thought about it for a long time, finally he made up his mind, turned to Li Ji and said, "Mr. Mao, you lead [-] heavy cavalry to protect the food and grass, and march slowly. I will lead [-] light cavalry to rush day and night to help Linshan City."

"Soldiers are precious and fast. Now that Linshan City is in danger, there can be no further delay."

Li Ji was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized, nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay, you go first, I will protect the food and grass and then arrive."

"Ah."

Zhao Yun nodded, turned around and shouted angrily to the messenger: "Command down, the army of the Qingqi Battalion must not rest, within seven days, follow this general to Linshan City!"

"When the army arrives, there will definitely be a bloody battle with the rebels!"

"At that time, it will be the day to raise the prestige of my guard cavalry!"

Zhao Yun's voice was full of flying confidence, as long as he was riding on the horse, he would have absolute control over the battlefield!
"Here!"

The guards and messengers nodded, and rode their horses before and after the town guard cavalry army. The spiritual energy in their bodies continued to shout: "The general has an order! The Qingqi battalion will follow the general first! Help Linshan City! It will only be seven days later!"

"Roar! Make contributions!"

"Roar! Make contributions!"

"Roar! Make contributions!"

Fifty thousand light cavalry roared and roared, and in the long torrent of steel, light cavalry kept clamping their horses' bellies, broke away from the team, and gathered behind Zhao Yun.

"drive!"

Zhao Yun drank heavily, galloped his horse, and headed south frantically.

If Linshan City was breached in advance, the entire southern battlefield would be in a stalemate. The cavalry is not good at attacking the city. This is an ironclad fact!
Linshan City, you must hold on!
Three days later, Linshan City.

Linshan City is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and only the south faces the hinterland counties of the Great Xia Dynasty.

When Linshan City was first built, it had the military significance of defending the capital of the Great Xia Empire. Linshan City is not big, with a small population. There are only 80 people in the city, and only a few thousand troops are stationed all year round.

Half a month ago, Si Yu suddenly withdrew his troops and took away all the defenders in Linshan City.

Today, the soldiers standing on the city wall are uneven in height, ranging from immature recruits who have only reached the age of sixteen to five or sixty-year-old veterans with bloodstained faces.

A month ago, they were just the people in the city. After the crisis of breaking the city came, the prefect urgently summoned the people in the city and spontaneously formed a militia of 8000 people.

Now, after more than half a month of bloody battle.

Almost all of the 8000 militiamen were dead, and only 2000 survived.

Every surviving militiaman has experience and abilities that surpass that of regular army soldiers. After all, the battlefield where fighting is constantly fought day and night is the most suitable place for military training.

They have to watch helplessly the people who helped defend the city, the comrades in arms around them, and the captains die one by one in front of them. In the face of the fear of death, everyone will burst out their greatest potential.

Live!
Win this battle!

Although the scale of Linshan City is small, the soldiers and civilians are extremely loyal to the imperial capital and to the people on the Great Xia throne.

Everyone in the world can rebel, but only the surrounding cities of the Great Xia Emperor's Capital will not rebel.

This has a great relationship with Su Chen's previous life layout and some enlightenment policies. No matter how stupid each generation of Great Xia emperors are, they will never ignore the loyalty of the soldiers and civilians around their imperial capital.

With the accumulation of beliefs from generation to generation, although Linshan City has come to the point where it is now at the end of its rope, it is still gritting its teeth and persevering.

Linshan City, South Tower.

The prefect was also among the soldiers, his face was full of exhaustion, his left arm was broken at the root, and the steel knife in his right hand had been wrapped tightly around his palm and handle with a bandage in order to hold it tighter.

For the past half month, he has been fighting on the front line, fighting against the enemy with the people in the city, and resting against the city wall when he was tired.

Clothes can't be untied, and the knife can't leave the hand.

A generation of civic officials fought even more crazily than military officials on the battlefield of defending their home and country.

It is not a question of faithfulness or unfaithfulness, it is faith!
Linshan City was the place where he was born and raised. This land must not be occupied by rebels!
In order to promote their military power, the rebels have slaughtered three cities in a row!
Linshan City must not be lost!
"Master Taishou, go and have a rest, it's fine to guard the future."

A school lieutenant approached, wiped the blood on his face, and said softly to the prefect, "Go and rest, the rebels have already fought once in the morning, so they won't be very good at attacking the city in the afternoon."

"Lieutenant Li, thank you for your hard work."

The prefect Liu Fan forced a smile and looked at the captain in front of him.

Li Jingyang, who was originally a lieutenant in Si Yu's army, stayed behind secretly when Si Yu withdrew his troops and became a deserter who disobeyed the military order.

It doesn't take much thinking to know that if the war is over, even if Linshan City can be defended, in the imperial capital, Li Jingyang's merits and demerits will at most equalize.

But Si Yu's revenge and Si Jiajun's hostility, Li Jingyang couldn't escape.

The Si family army is fearless of death, has strict discipline, and has never deserted. Li Jingyang is their shame!

"No hard work, this is what I should do. Linshan City is my hometown, and my mother is still in the city. I must guard Linshan City."

Li Jingyang smiled, his smile was full of bitterness.

After all, there are not many things that a person can choose.

Loyalty and filial piety cannot be both.

Taishou Liu nodded. He had been commanding the battle in the city tower all night, and now he was so tired that he didn't even want to say a word of comfort.

Taishou Liu fell down on the edge of the city wall, and told the soldiers beside him, "Go, get me something to eat."

"Yes, prefect."

The pawn nodded, and hurriedly ran down the tower, and after a while, trotted up the tower again, still holding a handful of weeds.

This is an edible weed that grows a lot on the mountains on three sides of Linshan City.

Linshan City had run out of food for a long time, and all of them were taken away by Si Yu. The militia team in Linshan City can last for more than half a month. The roots came to feed the soldiers.

Liu Fan lost his left hand and had a steel knife tied to his right. He could only rely on the soldiers to feed him, gulping down weeds, and drinking rainwater when he was thirsty.

At this point, he no longer cares about appearance, nor does he care about fine clothes and fine food.

Survival is the most important thing.

"It hasn't rained for three days, and there is not enough rain in the city. The well is too deep, and there is no way to get water."

A 50-year-old veteran sighed beside Liu Fan while feeding him.

Linshan City, how long can it last?

"Bastard! How dare you disturb the morale of the army!"

Captain Li glared at the old soldier angrily. The bloody murderous intent on his body made the old soldier fearful and dared not complain anymore.

Hearing the old soldier's words, Liu Fan trembled all over, and smiled miserably: "Lieutenant Li, how long can we last with the supplies in the city?"

Li Jingyang pondered slightly, his expression was very ugly, and his tone hesitated: "This"

"Let's talk, everyone is a brother killed from the battlefield, and there is nothing to hide now."

Liu Taishou said softly, but his tone was unquestionable.

It’s okay to say that the food is good. Although the wild grass and wild fruits are unpalatable, they can barely bear it, but the water really can’t help it!

There are too many mouths in the city, and well water alone can't help it.

Originally, Linshan City was a city backed by mountains. Usually, the water used in the city had to be sent to places dozens of miles outside the city to fetch water. The water fetching place outside the city was a water diversion channel specially opened for them by the imperial capital.

But now, the rebels are besieging the city, who dares to go out of the city to fetch water?
Under the heavy rain a few days ago, Prefect Liu encouraged the whole city to fetch water and saved a lot of rainwater, but now it has not rained for several days.

There are a few wells in the city, although there is still water, but they can no longer be obtained, and the water level of the wells has dropped to a place that is too deep!
"There are still 40 people in the city. Many of them have not drank water for three to five days, and have passed out. By tomorrow morning, there will be no water."

Li Jingyang's voice was very low, full of anger and helplessness.

Damn Si Yu, took away too many things that belonged to Linshan City, otherwise they would never have been reduced to such a miserable situation.

There were originally 80 people in the city!
Now there are only more than 40 people, and almost half of them have died!

The people who helped defend the city died at most tens of thousands, but countless died of thirst!

Liu Taishou trembled when he heard this, and most of the soldiers on the tower who heard these words were also silent.

Morale has inevitably declined.

"Has it reached this point yet?"

Liu Taishou smiled miserably, and his voice was full of bitterness: "There is nothing worse than this."

"Prefect, we can win, as long as we persist until the reinforcements from the imperial capital come!"

Li Jingyang took a deep breath and looked at Taishou Liu with burning eyes. He knew the importance of the morale of the army, and the low morale of ordinary soldiers was not a problem.

But Liu Taishou, as the head of an army, cannot despair!
"You said, will there really be reinforcements?"

Liu Taishou raised his head, his tone was indifferent, and he looked at Li Jingyang with a confused expression. His eyes were full of despair, which made people's heart tremble.

"38 rides is our last hope"

Liu Taishou's voice was extraordinarily indifferent, as if he was completely heartbroken, his expression was crying and laughing, tears kept falling: "But I watched helplessly, that night, they disturbed the rebels! They all died! Dead It's outside the city!"

"The rebels have pulled their horses and corpses to the city gate! A total of 38 corpses! You saw it too!"

"The cavalry we sent out are all dead! Dijun won't know about Si Yu's withdrawal!"

"We're done, we're done!"

Liu Taishou's voice was extremely hoarse, echoing throughout the entire city tower: "What bullshit reinforcements, they won't come! The emperor doesn't know our efforts, he can't see it!"

"He, he can't see us, he is so high above, he doesn't know how difficult Linshan City is now!"

Liu Taishou's voice changed from crazy to choked. The former high-spirited and dignified prefect was curled up in the corner of the city wall, tears streaming down his face.

Blood and tears were mixed and dripping continuously, and he really couldn't hold it anymore.

Dijun, have you seen it?

Your servant can't hold on anymore!

If there is really God's will, if there is really faith, if there is really a dragon to protect the country!

No matter who it is, come and save Linshan City!Save the last 40 people!

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