Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 359 A hero turns into a hero

Jung Fort.

It is about sixty miles away from Shancheng.

The brigade commander is a man in his 30s, in the prime of life, with bright armor. He is standing in the arsenal inside the fort inspecting the ordnance.

At this time, a sergeant on the high wall suddenly shouted: "Commander Wang, the pinewood post in the west is on fire!"

In the next period of time, more and more soldiers came here to get weapons.

The sergeant in charge of the report was also brought over panting, and said in a deep voice, "Brigade Commander, I heard a faint voice, suspected to be a Tubo cavalry. The fog is too heavy, so I can't see it in the Huochang Fort. Hurry up and call me to report."

"Prepare for battle, go to the wall!"

"Dong dong dong..."

The drums beat rapidly, and all the sergeants came out of the simple barracks, carrying various weapons and lined up in the open space.

The sound of the drums is not monotonous, but full of rhythm, and the iron shoes on the ground complement it.

Brigadier Wang took the iron helmet from his attendants and quickly put it on his head without any rush. After tying the rope, he shook his body and made sure that all the armor was properly put on before walking towards the city wall.

On the arc helmet, bright bird feathers swayed constantly in the cold wind, this softness formed a strong contrast with the clattering iron armor.

In the ice fog, dark things gradually appeared, accompanied by the earth shaking.

This scene was despairing. A man next to the brigade commander Lao Wang widened his eyes and stammered:

"The Tuyuhun army...the number is no less than [-]. Boss, let's take our brothers and leave quickly before we are surrounded!"

After finishing his words, he was met with a pair of eyes that were colder than the thick fog in early winter in the northwest. The brigade commander pointed at a young man not far away who was holding a horizontal knife tightly and gritting his teeth, and said:

"Boy, you take his place."

"What?"

There was a startled sound beside him.

"Because you're going to die."

The Brigadier's knife came out from his waist and stabbed him directly. Then he squeezed his stomach hard, and he screamed suddenly.

"Those who disturb the morale of the army can be killed!"

"Those who shrink from battle can be killed!"

The blood-stained horizontal knife was raised high, and the brigade commander shouted: "Serve the country with your body, and the wife and children in the family will be supported by the court!"

"Anyone who dares to imitate will be subject to military law!"

The Tang army was highly disciplined. As Wei Gong Li Jing said, at least one out of ten soldiers had to be killed in order for the three armies to obey orders seriously.

The soldiers instantly became pure and would rather die on the battlefield than be killed as deserters.

Then, a team of only twelve war horses rushed out of the fortress under the cover of archers and ran as hard as they could toward the northeast.

According to the choice of reporting at the first level, they had to return to Shancheng to report and seek reinforcements.

"You pour tung oil on the wall first."

After briefly arranging everything, the brigade commander came down from the city wall with the sword in hand, walked to the water tank, scooped up water to rinse the horizontal sword, put it into the scabbard, and said to the attendants around him:
"Fetch all the carrier pigeons raised in the fort."

Everyone had a clear division of labor. The brigade commander picked up a pen and wrote a note. Some were responsible for drying the pigeons, while others were responsible for tying them to the legs of special pigeons. Eight pigeons were released in a row.

They were all places that had to be notified, and two carrier pigeons were arranged in each place. As for the remaining three useless pigeons, they were thrown into the brazier together with their cages.

Plopping!
The pigeon is struggling.

"We have no use for it, don't leave it to the enemy."

Afterwards, everyone searched in various rooms, whether it was blueprints for making weapons, or official documents to communicate with the governor and the marching chief, they threw them into the brazier one after another.

During this period, there were already shouts of killing Zhentian outside, and the two armies were already fighting.

As soon as the brigade commander pushed the door open, he saw arrows like locusts slanting down from the air, hitting the wall tiles and door panels. The tail trembled and made a clanging sound.

Suddenly, a dull scream sounded.

One of the attendants covered his throat and slipped to the ground. He could not speak at all and could only keep kicking his legs on the ground.

The war broke out in such a hurry that some of the soldiers didn't have time to put on their armor. But the attendant was like this. He only wore a breast goggle and no armor. Now he was shot in the neck. It was obvious that he would not survive.

At this moment, he was lying on the ground thrashing in pain, covering his neck with one hand and reaching out to the brigade commander with the other, his eyes filled with despair.

"Everyone must die. You should go first. On Huangquan Road, the brothers at the outpost are waiting for us."

The brigade commander calmed down and said something coldly, then put his hand on the hilt of the knife and strode towards the city wall.

When they reached the heights, they saw enemy troops coming from all directions like a swarm of ants, which made the defenders feel numb.

Most of these cannon fodder are slaves of the Tuyuhun nobles, or Tang people who were robbed in the past. They have disheveled hair, like beggars, and most of them hold sharpened sticks in their hands. There can be a short knife among the five of them, and occasionally they can be seen. Crude bows and arrows.

As for the Tuyuhun elite soldiers, they all stood far behind, and occasionally sent horse teams to rush below the castle, and left after shooting a round of arrows, they would not stay at all.

Crying and shouting became one piece.

These slaves only wore a few pieces of animal fur or even a single layer of linen, which could not keep out the cold and had no protective effect.

On the city, the Tang army kept firing their crossbows. Once Pinglu's giant crossbow was fired, a row of crossbow bolts flew out. The grass and trenches were full of corpses.

However, the number of Tang troops in the fortress was not large, and the manpower was finally exhausted. They fired the bows and pulled the strings continuously with high intensity. After only half a stick of incense, many soldiers' arms were already weak.

Especially for crossbows, each pull requires at least three stones of force to open, so many Tuyuhun people have already set up ladders and started climbing up the wall.

A fire chief said excitedly: "Boss, light a fire and burn these dogs and rats to death."

"Not yet." The brigade commander shook his head and said coldly: "It's just a group of slaves. Let's wait until the real enemy comes up."

"I can die, but in my life, I will leave at least five corpses behind!"

As he said this, he heard a strange cry.

I saw a Tuyuhun slave climbing up the wall first. You could smell the stench from several feet away, because according to barbarian customs, some Tubo people and Tuyuhun people had never taken a bath since their birth.

Then, with a flash of sword light, a round object rose into the sky, spurting out scarlet blood, and the slave fell straight down the city.

"Call the order, all the shooting team will put on their rifles, and the sword players will line up."

Time goes by little by little.

Seeing that the slaves were unable to break through the Tang army's defense line, Tuguhun warriors wearing armor gradually came up to make up for it.

outside the fort.

The army is at the rear.

"Why haven't you captured a small fort yet?!"

A Tuyuhun general knelt in front of his horse and said tremblingly: "The Tang people are stubbornly resisting. If we give the last general a little more time, we will level this fort."

"I'll give you another stick of incense at most."

After saying that, the young noble with a dark red face waved his riding crop and cursed: "You idiots are dawdling in a place where there are not even 200 people. You are really a bunch of useless things!"

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a bright robe not far away responded calmly: "You should know more about the habits of the Tang people. In their view, the so-called integrity is more important than personal life."

"Haha, they were raised by their parents, and they are mortal. If you stab them with a knife, you will still die. Just because there is a city wall to rely on, I have five hundred elite soldiers dead, which is enough to wipe out this group of Tang troops."

The general who was kneeling on the ground just received the order and immediately rode his horse to the front line, pointing to the fortress and saying:
"I'll give you half the time to burn the incense. Get your elite soldiers! Break down the door and rush in."

"If this general is punished, you will only suffer even worse!"

After a while, more elites were sent from Tuyuhun's camp, holding wooden bucklers in their hands to protect a crash car.At this time, the garrison towers on both sides began to push rocks down. The shields could not stop them, and Tuyuhun continued to suffer casualties. However, there were many of them, and other soldiers soon rushed over to make up for it.

The distance is getting closer.

Drums beat in my ears.

Tuyuhun soldiers who are familiar with the Tang army know that this sound mostly means death.

Sure enough, countless earthen jars were thrown down from above. After they were smashed, black oil splashed out, and then torches fell from the sky one after another.

There was a roar, flames shot up into the sky, and there was a chaos of howls. The soldiers in the rear were all frightened when they heard this, and they talked in gibberish, their words full of fear.

However, he still couldn't avoid the fate of being selected and carrying a shield to escort the crashed car.

Repeat this three times.

No more black oil falls.

There aren't many defenders on this thing.

On the wall.

The brigade commander with arrow feathers stuck in his arm looked around silently for a while, then suddenly said:
"Send the order, everyone who can move should get off the wall and line up in front of the door!"

After that, he took the lead to walk down the wall ladder, grabbed the flagpole and stood in front of the door, and there was a big word written on the flag:
Don.

Soon, all the sergeants came to the flat ground inside the gate one after another and lined up in several columns. Now there is no one in neat armor, and all of them are scarred and embarrassed.

However, the formation is still as orderly as during training. No matter how embarrassed they are, it can be seen that they are an army, presenting the most classic cone-shaped battle formation of the Tang Army——

There are 50 people in a team, with the team leader standing at the front, behind him is the deputy leader holding the flag, and behind him are two flag-bearing soldiers standing on the left and right.

Behind the flag guards, 45 soldiers spread out evenly in a triangle, with seven standing in the first row, eight in the second row, nine in the third row, ten in the fourth row, and 11 in the fifth row.

In addition, there was an officer holding a large sword in his hand, standing behind the whole team to supervise the battle. If he saw anyone who was timid and dared not charge, he would go up and chop him to death.

No one has any complaints. You know, the officers are standing at the front, holding weapons and military flags in their hands. The enemy will be the first to fight!

military law:

During the battle, the flag leader was killed by the enemy. If he recaptured his body, he would avoid death. If he failed to recapture it, the whole team would be executed.

During the battle, he surrendered to the enemy and his home was confiscated.

A series of strict military orders determine that soldiers must be brave when fighting.

Besides, Tang people do have integrity.

Boom!Boom!freeze!
The gate of the fort is crumbling.

"At least five have to be replaced."

The brigade commander grinned, drew his sword, pointed at the battle flag and shouted, "The Tang Dynasty will be victorious! Long live our emperor!"

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

"Hooray! Hooray!"

The sergeants shouted, not feeling like they were at the end of the road, but instead celebrating, and their morale was boosted.

"My beloved went away yesterday, but the moon was not full again. Everyone had tears when they said goodbye, and they were scattered in front of the brothel. Your tears were wet with your turban, and my tears were filled with dust on the road. The turban is long in your hand, but now I have to follow it. The dust on the road is like the wind. , you can get on your wheel. The thousand-mile road to Longyou is as close as the middle gate. When you pass the middle gate, Longyou grows in your eyes. Born under the green Luo, you don’t know the Longyou road. A good man comes from garrison, and he arrives in dreams every night. …”

The ballad that was supposed to be sung by Zheng Fu has less resentment in the man's mouth, and more desolation and heroism.

boom!
Suddenly, the gate collapsed, a cloud of dust rose up, and the sound of horse hooves was heard. A group of foreign cavalry screamed and galloped into the fort.

Dozens of wounded soldiers also rushed forward. Shield bearers ran in formation, crossbowmen and spearmen cooperated. Tuyuhun's cavalry at the forefront suddenly fell on their backs.

The cry of killing resounded throughout the sky.

However, there were countless foreign soldiers and horses, some charging directly from the front, and some taking detours from the flanks.

"Surrender, you can avoid death!"

The enemy general roared in jerky Chinese.

Regardless of the southeast or northwest, in countries close to the Tang Dynasty, most nobles with some status can speak a few words of Chinese and are proud of it.

"Hahaha!"

The helmet with bright bird feathers on Brigadier Wang's head has long since disappeared, and his bun has been loosened. With disheveled hair, he stuck the battle flag firmly into the ground, suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly, as if he was extremely happy.

The Tuyuhun people looked at each other in confusion.

And he stepped on the corpses and heads lying in front of him, and limped outside with a horizontal knife.

"Put down your weapons, stop, and surrender!"

The shouting continued.

Swords, guns and hooks were scattered all over the ground, and war horses with broken legs lay on the ground and wailed.

The brigade commander's armor has exquisite patterns, and he is holding a battle flag, making him look the most courageous.

This is exactly why Tuyuhun wanted to persuade him to surrender.

However, he did not cooperate.

Having killed eight aliens with his own hands and collected three heads in his waist, Brigadier Wang felt that it was worth it.

Whizzing……

However, his efforts to persuade him to surrender were fruitless, and a flurry of arrows flew decisively, powerful enough to penetrate his armor. He turned into a hedgehog, but he breathed his last breath and looked up to the east.

What's to the east?
At this age, he must have a wife and children, and maybe a lover who is still young, waiting for him to return to linger with him.

So far, all the Tang troops guarding the fort were killed, but more than ten times as many corpses were left inside and outside the castle.

The Tuyuhun people present, especially the generals, could vaguely sense something terrifying, inexplicable, and seemed to be... divine power.

East.

The morning sun has already risen, and in the mist as white as silk, the red sun is as bright as blood.

As the fog became thinner and thinner, boundless black shadows appeared in it. After getting closer, one could clearly see the Tang Army troops, numbering in the tens of thousands.

After so many years, such a large force of heavenly soldiers finally arrived, and they were marching silently.

On the opposite side, a horse galloped towards the army, a puff of smoke dancing under the horse's hooves.

The three small flags on the cavalryman's back crackled in the wind, and there were a few arrow feathers stuck on the back armor. As soon as he saw someone coming to meet him, he hurriedly shouted:

"Urgent report! Please see the general!"

The Huangshui winds and lies quietly on the earth, like a hibernating snake.

At this moment, Meng Fan was staring at the frozen water, as if following the river surging under the ice. When he heard the beating of war drums coming from the fort, a sentence came to his mind: The side court bleeds into sea water, and the Emperor Wu speaks at will. Not yet.

In fact, the river in front of them had witnessed many wars of various ethnic groups. At this time, another [-] Tang troops lined up and marched to the front line.

"We are originally from Han Dynasty, so we have to surrender to others. The hatred of the country and the family should not be forgotten."

Because he felt that the poem he had previously thought of was too inappropriate for the occasion, he turned to sigh and said: "I will be a hero in life, and I will be a hero in death."

For Taoists, this poem is not false.

Compared to reincarnating the hero's soul, Meng Fan felt that he could provide a better way.

　I just had a bad cold, and I am probably positive today. I can’t buy any test strips. I always keep a box of ibuprofen at home. I grit my teeth and try to read the two books continuously. I also hope that the symptoms will not be too serious. I will wait until I get better. The dungeon is almost finished, so I will write a dungeon that you are more familiar with.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)