The journey of giving birth to a son

Chapter 222: Withstood the first round of attack

Lu Zhan guarded the city gate all night last night. Today, he was attacked by the Tatars before the changing of the guard. He had stayed on the city wall for a day and a night. At this time, he felt exhausted, but he still looked ahead and watched closely. movement of the Tatars.

The Tatars lit a bonfire outside the tent, and the smell of barbecue wafted in the wind. Song Zimo leaned against the city wall and swallowed weakly, feeling hungry and tired.

Xiao Shao glanced at Lu Zhan approvingly, then looked at Song Zimo, "What are you looking like? Cheer up!"

"Sir! I'm really tired and hungry!" Song Zimo felt like he couldn't even stand up!

Seeing this situation, Xiao Shao ordered the soldiers to take turns to eat and rest in order to maintain strong combat effectiveness.

He was thinking that the Tatars had traveled a long distance and would definitely rest for a night before attacking the city tomorrow. So I also returned to the defense mansion, preparing to rest for a night and recuperate enough to face the Tatar siege tomorrow.

Everyone thought that the Tatars would choose to attack during the day, and they relaxed their vigilance slightly after eating.

However, the Tatars unexpectedly started a fierce offensive late at night when they were mentally slack and sleepy.

Lu Zhan had just been replaced from the city wall to rest. He swallowed two cold and hard black-faced steamed buns. He folded his arms and took a short nap with his back against the city wall.

Only a few minutes later, he suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't go back for several days and nights. He didn't know what happened to his mother, sister-in-law, and Shi Yi.

And Panpan, I haven’t seen my child for several days and I really want to hug her.

When can they be allowed to live in peace?

Lu Zhan felt his eyes were a little sore!

Lu Zhan looked next to him. Song Zimo was also asleep against the city wall. Song Zimo slept soundly and was drooling. In his sleep, he seemed to have returned to his hometown and lived the carefree life he had before!

"The Tatars are attacking the city! The Tatars are attacking the city..." Following the rapid sound of gongs, drums and horns, the soldiers on the city wall shouted in panic. Lu Zhan was shocked and stood up quickly.

Lu Zhan quickly ran up the city tower. As soon as he came up, several sharp arrows whizzed towards him with the sound of strong wind.

Lu Zhan sidestepped, bent down and walked quickly to the crenel where he was ordered to guard, and found that the soldier who had previously guarded the city for him was lying there motionless.

Lu Zhan gently helped him up, and was shocked to see an arrow stuck in his chest. Blood was flowing all over the floor. His eyes were tightly closed, and there was a drop of blood and tears under the corners of his eyes. He stretched out his hand to poke his nose, but there was no trace of it. breath.

"Ah! Ah! Ah..." Song Zimo took a few steps back in shock and fright. He was extremely unwell and vomited loudly against the city wall!
Lu Zhan quickly pulled him and an arrow flew towards Song Zimo's ear!

Song Zimo collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up despite trying several times.

Lu Zhan held back his grief and gently helped the soldier aside. He crouched in front of the crenel, quickly took his bow and shot arrows, one after another towards the Tatars under the city.

"Hurry up! Shoot!" Lu Zhan yelled at Song Zimo.

Song Zimo held the bow and arrow, but felt that his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't hold the bow and arrow, and he missed the shot several times.

Under the city wall, Xiao Shao and Chen Wei were directing soldiers and military households to transport a large number of poles, rolling stones, wood, and lime up the city wall along the horse road around the city.

A dozen cauldrons have been set up on the top of the city, and dozens of soldiers are constantly adding fire and firewood to them.

The fire was burning brightly, and the oil and hot water in the pot had boiled and were bubbling.

The air is filled with the burnt smell of oil!
Behind the archers, there are hundreds of soldiers holding poles. Once the Tatar ladder reaches the city wall, they will use the poles to push the ladder away.

If the ladder could not be pushed away, other soldiers would throw rolling stones, wood, lime, hot water, and hot oil at the Tatars who climbed up the ladder.

The sky was filled with stars, and there were screams on the ground. Many torches have been lit on the city wall. Through the light of the fire, you can see the dark Tatars advancing towards the city wall like a tide with ladders.

Behind them, archers kept shooting sharp arrows at the city wall to clear the way for them.

The archers on the city wall here also continued to fight back to prevent the Tatar attack.

A human tragedy is taking place, and the world is speechless.

"Sir, there are too many Tatars. Can we fire?" Chen Wei climbed to the top of the city to check the enemy's situation, and immediately came over to report to Xiao Shao.

There are two forts at the top of the city. Although they have been installed there for several years, except for one or two cannons fired as a trial at the beginning, they have never been used since and have been left there as decorations.

Firstly, it is because we have not encountered any large-scale enemy attacks in recent years. Secondly, the artillery has a limited range and is difficult to adjust its direction. The firing speed is slow and the charging operation is complicated and laborious. The enemy often runs out of range before it is ready. , so it is of no use.

A few days ago, Xiao Shao ordered the craftsmen to tidy up these two cannons, so that they can be put to use now.

At this time, the dark Tatars rushed towards them, but this artillery was just able to exert its power.

"Fire!" Xiao Shao, wearing a suit of armor, personally commanded, his fiery red cap tassel trembling in the wind.

The two loud sounds of "Boom...Boom..." were like spring thunder resounding through the sky.

A thick plume of smoke emerged from outside the city wall, the Tatars screamed repeatedly, and their neat steps began to become chaotic.

Jiang Shiyi was lying on the kang and had just closed his eyes and managed to fall asleep. He was suddenly awakened by the sound of cannons and the earth was shaking...

She sat up suddenly, feeling a chill pouring from her back into her heart, and then running straight to her head.

Mrs. Zhang, Xie Zhaoyu and Lu Xiang also sat up. Panpan was so frightened that she started crying. Xie Zhaoyu held her in his arms and coaxed her softly.

Jiang Shiyi put on his cotton-padded jacket, fumbled to light the oil lamp, and walked out of the room quickly. There were many people in the alley, looking anxiously towards the city wall. There were their relatives on it, and everyone's eyes were shining. Tears, praying in my heart that this disaster will pass quickly!
Huang Yuehua also walked out of the room tremblingly, and saw Jiang Shiyi and others standing in the yard. Just as he was about to ask, he heard two loud bangs of "Boom...Boom...".

The ground was shaking violently, and the tiles on the roof, door frames and window edges of the house were also shaking.

Huang Yuehua looked at the direction of the city wall, tears flashing and her legs shaking. Cui Zhiyuan was guarding the side pier. There was no news at all. I heard that those people had been kidnapped by the Tatars. They must be in danger.

"If you don't dare to sleep alone, come here!" Jiang Shiyi took Huang Yuehua's hand, and Huang Yuehua came over and sat on the kang with them!
Mrs. Zhang was worried about her son, so she leaned aside and cried silently. Jiang Shiyi held Ms. Zhang's hand and gave her a comforting look!

Jiang Shiyi and Zhang sat in the room restlessly, spending a fearful night amidst the sound of gunfire and fighting.

In the early hours of the morning, after a night of deadly fighting, under the protection of the city wall, the tenacious resistance of the soldiers, and the power of artillery, the Tatars outside the city wall finally withdrew their troops. Fortress Mighty temporarily withstood the first round of Tatar attacks. .

Hearing the calm outside the city wall, their hearts that had been hanging all night settled down a little.

Panpan finally fell asleep and the room became quiet!

Mrs. Zhang was old and had stayed up all night in fear. At this time, she was a little nervous. She lay down next to her granddaughter and couldn't help but fall asleep.

Jiang Shiyi couldn't sleep no matter what. He saw Lu Zhan's cotton-padded clothes. It was so cold and he didn't know how he could survive the cold night.

Jiang Shiyi thought for a while, then got up and cooked porridge and baked a few cakes. Lu Xiang saw this and came over to help light the fire.

After the pancake was baked, Jiang Shiyi walked out with the handkerchief wrapped in his arms!