Jun Jiuling

Reinforcements are coming!

The general let out a roar and fell limp, half kneeling on the ground, but the next moment he hurriedly supported himself with a knife.

"Fix the formation." He shouted, "Fix the circle formation."

In this formation, the cavalry go first, and they follow. You advance and you advance, and you retreat and you advance.

The soldiers formed a formation quickly, and the galloping soldiers and horses behind them had already crossed the ravine, and they finally saw their appearance clearly.

It is indeed a true Zhou Bing, well-clothed.

They skillfully lined up on both sides of this small circular formation, their bows and crossbows had been put away and replaced with long knives for melee combat.

And the golden soldiers who were in temporary chaos over there also reorganized their formation and raised their sickles.

People and horses collided, weapons staggered, and the sound of fighting and collision was loud.

People kept falling, including Jin soldiers and Zhou soldiers, but there was a steady stream of soldiers rushing behind them.

How many reinforcements came, the generals standing in the formation tried their best to see, it seemed that there were soldiers and horses in the whole night behind them.

Because of being caught off guard, the Jin soldiers quickly began to flee.

Accompanied by the sound of the horn, Zhou Bing, who was about to pursue, stopped and quickly retreated in line.

"Where are you brothers?" the general shouted.

Zhou Bing, who walked past them, looked over.

"Are we?" one of the leaders said, "It's the Fengning Army."

Fengning Army?

The general was no stranger, and he was one of the soldiers who disobeyed orders and refused to come to rescue and flee.

His expression is a bit complicated.

I don't know whether to blame them for running away and lacking reinforcements, or to thank them for coming to rescue in a critical moment.

"Where is Master Tang?" He asked.

Zhou Bing raised his head and pointed forward.

The general looked over and saw that at some point in the darkness in front of him a torch was lit, and the twists and turns were like a long wall built in the night.

Let's not talk about what happened before, it's better to discuss how to fight. Uncle Qinghe is still under siege, since Mr. Tang's army is willing to come, let's see if we can persuade other escaped soldiers to help.

The general took a deep breath and strode over there. Several flags were fluttering in the torches. The flags of the Fengning Army were easy to identify, and it also showed where the commander was.

The general walked straight over, getting closer, but suddenly he stopped, looking at the flags in disbelief.

Because of his approach, the people lined up in a row avoided to reveal where the general behind him was.

More flags appeared in front of us.

Across the familiar flag of the Fengning Army, there was a larger flag fluttering.

The black banner was integrated into the night, so that the bright red characters on it seemed to appear out of thin air.

Zhu character banner.

The general subconsciously bent his legs and knelt on the ground with an expression of disbelief.

Cheng Guogong.

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"What happened?"

Uncle Qinghe also walked up the city wall, the soldiers on the city wall held weapons in their hands, and the auxiliary soldiers supported the rolling stone columns, but no golden soldiers came to attack.

Just now, when they had eaten and recharged their batteries in the dark, the sentry came to report that the soldiers and horses of the Jinmen had moved. Although it was inconvenient to attack the city at night, it was thought that the Jinren would use their wheels to fight and consume them to death.

Fighting is death, not fighting is death, there is no choice but to go shopping.

All the people rushed to the top of the city, preparing to meet the result of life or death.

They stood still on the city gate, but they didn't see the golden soldiers coming.

The golden man is treacherous, what kind of conspiracy is he doing, fire attack? Water attack? Everyone was thinking about various ways to die.

It's not that no one wants to live, for example, the golden man has withdrawn, but this kind of thing is simply impossible, so why deceive yourself and others.

"Listen." Suddenly a general said, breaking the dead silence on the city wall.

listen? Are the soldiers and horses of the Jin people approaching?

Everyone pricked up their ears and held their breath.

There seemed to be rolling thunder in the sky.

"Is it going to rain?" murmured one of the soldiers.

If it rains, it will make things worse. Now almost everyone is injured. When the cold rain starts, many people will freeze to death in one night without the Jinbing.

"It's not thunder." The soldier next to him shouted suddenly, whether it was surprise or fear of the sound changing, "it's the drums."

Drums of war?

The war drums and horns of Jin people and Zhou people are different, so it is easy to distinguish.

The sound of rumbling war drums seemed to be coming from the sky, getting louder and closer, and soon the sound of rolling thunder resounded through the night sky.

"It's a war drum!"

"It's our drum!"

More people shouted loudly.

Uncle Qing He only felt numb all over.

Reinforcements!

Reinforcements are finally here!

This news sent the city wall into a frenzy. Some people yelled loudly, some knelt down and cried, and some even blushed and rushed forward with their weapons in their hands.

The generals had to scold the soldiers to keep their dignity.

But they were also thrilled.

"How many reinforcements?" Qing He Bo suddenly said.

This sentence is like pouring cold water from the head, and the officials suddenly wake up, and the joy turns into deep worry.

At first they expected to have 100,000 reinforcements, but they ran away halfway after receiving the news, and after so long, it was obvious that the outside reinforcements were either unable to fight or disagreed, so now they finally started to fight, and the last ones left can have How many soldiers and horses?

The Jin people have been besieging this place for so long. According to their observation period, they have been constantly mobilizing and replenishing. The current number of soldiers and horses here has exceeded that of the original.

Everyone gradually fell silent, looking nervously and angrily at the direction where the drums were beating loudly, the darkness of night covered everything, only the sky seemed to be burning and red.

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The sound of fighting did not stop all night.

When the morning light leaped out from the sky, the walls of the city were covered with people as stiff as stone statues.

Uncle Qing He's gray hair became even more grey, and even his beard became grey, covered with morning frost.

There was no worry in their eyes, and the sentry had brought good news an hour ago.

Jin Bing retreated.

But no one cheered and rushed down the city wall, everyone was still standing there, standing on the high wall, looking at the rising sun without blinking, waiting.

Wait for the first glimpse of these warriors who repelled so many golden soldiers.

As the morning light became brighter and brighter, groups of people and horses finally appeared in sight. They were the pioneers of sentries. They galloped quickly across the wilderness to scout for the army behind them.

Then there are pairs of cavalry, densely packed from all directions, with flags covering the sky like clouds.

Getting closer and closer, it was their familiar flag, familiar armor, familiar marching formation, and familiar robes.

I don't know which soldier screamed first, and threw the spear in his hand into the sky vigorously.

The spear jumped up and then arced down and fell to the bottom of the city wall.

There were cries one after another on the city wall, long knives, helmets and even stones. Everyone threw out the nearest thing in their hands.

This time Uncle Qing He didn't scold the soldiers for their madness, and a smile appeared on his own face.

"Uncle, they are all here." A general said excitedly.

Although they were far away, they were all too familiar with those flags.

Those reinforcements who issued the transfer order, whether they obeyed or reported that they ran away, their flags were among them at this moment.

Uncle Qing He also looked at those flags, and suddenly tears welled up in his eyes, and he was full of pride.

This northern land, it seemed, could also be his.

So that's the end of the purge of Cheng Guogong's cronies. Zou Jiang didn't ask about the crime of disobedience to the order. As for the reward...well, let's think about it.

For the soldiers, they should not be too arrogant.

He twirled his beard and pondered, and there were cheers in his ears, and the cloud-like soldiers and horses in his sight were getting closer and closer, and suddenly his expression froze.

What is that flag?

Uncle Qing He stared wide-eyed.

The generals around him also saw it, and gradually the soldiers on the city wall also saw it. They stopped and cheered and looked at the big flag.

After all, among the colorful flags, the flag is the largest, tallest and most eye-catching.

Only Shuai Qi can become the tallest and largest flag.

The handsome flag follows the master, what kind of owner has what kind of handsome flag, such as his handsome flag with a blue heart and black border, which is calm and elegant, such as Cheng Guogong Zhushan's big flag with black background and red letters, which is ostentatious and vulgar.

What Uncle Qing He didn't want to see in his life was this big flag.

But now it happened to appear in sight again, and it was still at this time.

Qing Hebo's face became as white as his hair.

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The city gate has been opened, and Qing Hebo is standing in front of the gate, looking at the approaching man with a tall and straight figure.

The man was riding on the horse and did not intend to dismount.

"Uncle, it's been a long time since I've seen the same style." He looked at Uncle Qinghe, with a gentle smile on his face, "It's not good to be a commander in chief, but no one can compare to being surrounded and defending."

Uncle Qing He was furious.

Swearing without swearing is referring to shameless people like Cheng Guogong.

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