Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

On this day, the south city gate suffered another violent impact, and the soldiers moved the boulders they had prepared early in the morning to finally block the gate.

When the fighting stopped, Xie Zhiyun went up to the city wall and bandaged the wounded soldiers.

A soldier who was only seventeen or eighteen years old had a broken arm. Seeing that Wei Ning'an wanted to find the broken arm for him, he struggled and said, "No, no."

Wei Ning'an was still very scared at first, but now she can face those hideous wounds without changing her expression. She looked at the soldiers and smiled, without any timidity on her immature face.

"It can be cured. The old miracle doctor is very powerful. He can cure you."

The young soldier closed his eyes, choked up, and tears rolled down his dirty cheeks.

"Ah."

After finishing the errands on the city wall and sending all the wounded soldiers back to the barracks, Xie Zhijun wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and walked slowly to Zhou Chenglin who was looking into the distance.

"Another day has passed."

Zhou Chenglin nodded, and sighed: "Yes, another day."

Xie Zhijun smiled lightly, looking at the North Vietnamese military camp hidden in the woods in the distance, she said: "Old general, they will not be able to hold on anymore."

"As long as we don't get discouraged, we can last until the border victory and wait until the army returns home."

At this time, everyone needs repeated encouragement.

Zhou Chenglin looked at Xie Zhijun, and saw that although her face was tired, her eyes were so bright.

"Young Madam, your heart is really determined."

Xie Zhiyun smiled faintly: "Old General, because I believe in Wei Ji."

She firmly believed that Wei Ji would win, and Wei Cang would also win, so they could rush back, beat back the wolves, tigers and leopards in North Vietnam, and return Yezhou to a peaceful life.

Because of her firm belief, she will not be discouraged.

No matter what difficulties she faces, her heart is firm.

Just like this, waiting, watching, and in a blink of an eye, it was the end of November.

When the soldiers were tired and sick, Xie Zhijun organized strong labor to boil water and pour it down on the city wall, and she asked people to collect stones and throw them down.

Batch after batch, wave after wave, Yezhou City always has endless firewood and people.

Although it was difficult, they still did not let any enemy enter Yezhou.

However, as soon as December came, the North Vietnamese Army dispatched a large number of bows and arrows from nowhere, and the dark sword rain covered the sky and injured countless soldiers.

When Xie Zhijun got the news, he was dragged by Ji Xiuxiu to not climb the city wall.

Standing at the bottom of the city, she heard the sound of fighting on the city wall, her face sank like water.

Xie Zhiyun closed her eyes, looked at Wei Ying and Cui Ji beside her, and said in a deep voice, "If it doesn't work, we'll pour oil on the fire."

Once the fire is used, the crops outside the city cannot be kept.

Cui Ji took a deep breath and resolutely said: "People are more important. Even if the crops are saved, the people will be gone by then, so what's the use?"

Xie Zhiyun clenched his hands tightly: "Okay."

However, at this moment, the sentinel on the tower exclaimed: "There are more troops!"

The hearts of the few people below the city were shocked, and they quickly climbed up the sentry tower and looked into the distance.

The place where the sky and the earth meet suddenly billows thick smoke, sweeping in like a sea wave, almost drowning the sky.

Xie Zhijun's heart was heavy, this was the first time since the war started, her heart was shaken.

If North Vietnam sends reinforcements, Yezhou can only last half a month at most.

Half a month later, it took several times the number of lives to make up for it.

Xie Zhiyun didn't want to wait until that day, she suppressed the trembling in her heart, and finally said to Cui Ji: "Mother, when that time comes, I will also go out together."

Cui Ji closed his eyes and did not speak.

The atmosphere on the sentry tower was extremely gloomy, and everyone was worried. Wei Ning'an no longer dared to look any further, for fear of seeing the flag of the North Vietnamese Army.

At this moment, the sentinel exclaimed: "Madam, Young Madam, it's not reinforcements, it's reinforcements, our reinforcements!"

He was almost hoarse, his throat was about to burst, but his face was flushed with excitement.

After defending the city for nearly two months, reinforcements finally arrived.

Xie Zhijun opened her eyes suddenly, she tried her best to look at the heat wave in the distance, and finally, she saw the familiar banner.

The familiar word Wei is fluttering in the sky, that is their army!

Tears rolled down Xie Zhijun's cheeks, she held Cui Ji's hand tightly: "Mother, we have waited, we have won!"

Cui Ji couldn't help herself, she hugged Xie Zhiyun, almost crying bitterly.

Two quarters later, the reinforcements had already arrived at the city. They did not enter the city, but directly rushed into the North Vietnamese army like fierce tigers.

For a moment, the soldiers on the city wall were stunned.

After a while, warm cheers resounded through the sky.

"Kill them!"

"Go up, go up! Go up to me!"

"We are saved, we are saved!"

All kinds of voices and cheers echoed each other on the blood-stained city wall, playing the movement of victory.

Xie Zhiyun, Cui Ji and others boarded the city wall again, looked at the Wei family army fighting fiercely below, and saw the most familiar one among the crowd.

Wei Ji was still wearing the armor he had when he left home, he didn't seem to be injured at all, and he was still in high spirits, decisive in killing.

As if feeling Xie Zhijun's gaze, Wei Ji raised his head and looked at the city wall from afar.

After dozens of days and nights, and the test of life and death, the two meet again.

Xie Zhijun couldn't control her tears, she stretched out her hand and waved at Wei Ji.

Wei Ji raised his head, grinned at Xie Zhijun, and turned around with a sharp blow.

Xie Zhiyun finally felt relieved.

Wei Ji came back, he was fine, all the nightmares did not appear.

With the rapid reinforcement of the reinforcements, the North Vietnamese Army was almost defeated. Liu Bai hid in the tent and looked at the distant battlefield with a sullen face.

He said to the lieutenant beside him: "Go, I remember that there is an arrow that makes people specialize in defending halberds, just make him bleed."

The deputy general hesitated: "General!"

Liu Bai sneered: "We can't win, do you want to go back and be beheaded? Go!"

The lieutenant quickly withdrew.

The sun is about to set, and the evening glow rises to the sky.

The largest war since Yezhou was in an emergency has finally come to an end.

Wei Ji wiped the blood from his face, he rode his horse, and walked west, while saying: "Search carefully, all our people will be carried back, no one will be missing."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the cold wind coming through the air, Wei Ji dodged quickly, but was still a step behind.

The sharp arrow wiped a bloodstain on his arm, and then fell into the mud mixed with blood.

Wei Ji looked back coldly, turned his wrist, and a sleeve sword pierced through the hole, directly slashing the opponent's throat.

After finishing killing people neatly, Wei Ji went straight to the west gate without hesitation.

In the city gate, Xie Zhijun was standing in front of everyone, waiting for him with a smile.

"Welcome home," she said.

Ang, the main text will be finished tomorrow, and there will be a total of [-] words in three updates. Thank you for your support over the past four months. I have accompanied Niannian and Boqian all the way to this day. Thank you again~