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Chapter 13

Around nine o'clock in the morning, on a section of the city wall of Kucha City.

He gritted his teeth and blushed.

Because of too much force, the veins on Xu Feng's forehead and neck were raised high; the sweat on his forehead kept pouring out, and soon his dusty face was turned into an extremely ugly big painted face.

Xu Feng, also known as Liu Bo.

Under such circumstances, carrying a large stone weighing more than 100 kilograms on his shoulders, he walked towards the city wall along an upward ramp with difficulty.

Because of the heavy burden, every step he took was so difficult.

In the position behind him, Cangguan, Zhange and other seven or eight netizens are all in the same situation.

After they were assigned to the team leader Liang Daya, together with a dozen other Tang soldiers, each of them carried a big stone like a big animal, and transported them with difficulty.

Talk!Before the large-scale use of gunpowder weapons, although the ancients had many ways to defend the city, they were nothing more than a few under the limited conditions.

Among them, wood, rolling stone, and gold juice, these condescending methods of throwing out are the most commonly used.

So Xu Feng and others were commanded by the gang leader Liang Daya, and carried the stones brought back from the outside of the city with a carriage, one by one, onto the city wall, and placed them on the edge of the wall.

Once the enemy army rushed to the city, they would smash down the stone with their arms around it.

With a muffled sound of '咚~', Xu Feng, who had finally carried the stone to its position, couldn't wait to throw the stone on the ground.

The moment he felt his whole body lighten, he seemed to be able to feel the cells in his whole body cheering in great relief.

It's a pity that when he slightly opened the linen skirt on his shoulders, he could see that the shoulders that were carrying the stone just now were already bruised and swollen.

What the hell!This is the third piece that has been carried, and as a large number of carriages continue to enter and leave the city gate, there are more and more stones under the corner of the wall. God knows when it will be finished.

If possible, Xu Feng and other stone-carrying netizens really want to stop and rest for a while.

The problem is looking at those white-haired old people who have to give up their seats on the bus in the modern plane, throwing stones, turning around and walking down the city.

These young and middle-aged people are really embarrassed to rest.

With a sound of 'Bah~', after spitting, Xu Feng took two steps forward and caught up with the gang leader Liang Daya, and asked a question that had been in his heart since the morning:

"Liangtou, why are there only old soldiers in the army?"

Under such a question, Cangguan and the others also pricked up their ears one after another. Obviously, the scene they saw in the morning had brought too much shock to them.

The main reason is that they really can't understand what is the reason for such an unreasonable and even sad scene.

Where did the young people go, all dead?

It's just that I haven't been able to find the time, so I came to inquire about it; now that Xu Feng asked, I immediately listened carefully.

After hearing the words, Liang Daya, who was wiping the sweat from his head with a handkerchief, said lightly:

"Why? Ever since the land of Hexi was occupied by the Tibetans in the fifth year of the Dali calendar, we have completely cut off contact with Guanzhong. In the past 38 years, there has not been a single soldier from Guanzhong to replenish.

The rest of us, after suffering year after year, are naturally veterans; counting, we have been in this Western Region for 50 years. "

After 50 years, such a number fell into the ears of Xu Feng and others, leaving them speechless at all.

What else can I say?They couldn't imagine all the hardships of being alone outside the territory for such a long time. They only knew that if they were replaced by themselves, they would have gone crazy long ago.

And Xu Feng's question seemed to have opened up Liang Daya's chatterbox.

He continued: "Our Second Cavalry Squadron of the Xuange Battalion had more than 150 men when it had the largest number of troops, why are there only 32 now?
In addition to those who died in battle and disease over the years, many people died of old age.

After getting rid of some brothers who are too old, unable to hold a sword, draw a bowstring, or mount a war horse, they can only make up such a small number of people. "

Xu Shi's rich life experience has made Liang Daya and others look down on many things. When he said the above content, his tone was quite flat.

But after Xu Feng and the others heard it in their ears, they felt even more suffocated.

Because they know that the three 12 people assembled by the second cavalry team are actually very reluctant.

It turned out that in the scene where they first saw these Tang troops fighting the Tuyuhun people, the battle scene was like an art sense.

The bigger reason is that they are not physically strong enough, which can only be supplemented by rich fighting skills.

In the following time, no matter how hard and tired Xu Feng and the others were, they never stopped their footsteps, let alone said a word about taking a break.

Just ask, who can rest in the situation of a group of nearly 70-year-old elderly people with hunched backs and stones on their backs...

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At the same time, when there were blood-stained stones on the city wall, the number of piles increased.

About three miles outside the city, Hu Biao clenched an ax with both hands, and kept chopping vigorously at a birch tree with a diameter of 20 centimeters in front of him.

If you think about it, you can know that the Tubo army came so far, so naturally they couldn't bring heavy siege equipment.

Only after arriving at the place will they cut down trees to make simple siege equipment such as ladders, so before they arrive, it is best to cut down all the trees near the outside of the city, so as not to make it convenient for the enemy.

Besides, once the city is besieged, tens of thousands of people will live in the city to cook, even boil the golden juice, and it will take a lot of firewood to hoard.

No!Hu Biao, Feng Rui and other six people were assigned to Zhou Dashui's team leader, who is also a netizen under Cyclops's subordinates, and they went outside the city and started cutting trees.

When the old man Cyclops, with a relaxed expression on his face, had already cut down two or three trees, the birch tree in front of Hu Biao finally fell down.

Taking a peek at his palms, Hu Biao found that several blood blisters had already been rubbed out on his palms.

Just as Hu Biao was swearing and walking towards the next tree, Cyclops yelled, "The doll surnamed Hu came over to drink some water and take a break. You guys are not good at work, but you have a good attitude."

Good guy!In such a comment that I don't know if it is a compliment, I almost gave Hu Biao a blow.

After pouring a big sip of water into his mouth, Hu Biao also asked the same doubts as Xu Feng.

The difference is that after hearing those shocking answers, Hu Biao asked after a while of silence: "Head, do you miss home?"

"Look at what you baby said, they are all flesh and blood raised by parents, how can you not miss home."

As if hearing a joke, Cyclops laughed and cursed.

But immediately after, the tone became bitter: "I'm not afraid that you're a joke, baby, I don't know if it's because I'm old and dying, I keep dreaming about my hometown in Dingzhou (Baoding).

But I haven't been back for a long time, and now I can't even remember the appearance of my parents and the mountains and rivers near my home in my dreams.

There is no way to go back, not to mention the Tibetans on the road, the journey is too far.

I can't read, but I heard that outside the Kaiyuan Gate of Chang'an City, His Majesty Taizong ordered someone to set up a stone tablet, on which was written by Mr. Yu Shinan himself, "Here to go to the Western Regions for nine thousand nine hundred miles".

Back then we set off from Chang'an and walked all the way, but it took several months to get here.

Now this old bone, even if I go back, I won't be able to walk. "

Hearing this, Hu Biao wanted to slap himself: "Pig brains? Don't think about it before you open your mouth. Isn't asking such a stupid question just to sprinkle salt on someone's wound?"

As if venting, he put down the kettle, carried the axe, and walked down to the next tree.

After walking a few steps, I found a few netizens who were assigned to Cyclops's subordinates. They actually had a college student Gangzi who was said to have a lot of money and power in his family, and he was still sitting on the ground.

Gritting his back molars, he dropped a sentence:
"Get up and chop trees, don't tell me you're still a fucking kid, or I'll kill you; when you were your age, they would have left home thousands of miles away~"

Under Hu Biao's fierce eyes, the second-generation Gangzi, a college student who had never experienced such hardship, even hated Hu Biao to death even though he was extremely wronged in his heart.

He still lowered his head, holding the ax on the ground with his hands full of blood bubbles, and followed the footsteps of Hu Biao and others.

Should I say it or not!This was the first time that Hu Biao used the identity of the so-called trainee commander, and began to issue orders to these nominal subordinates in a tone of voice.

But after seeing this scene, Feng Rui didn't dislike this trainee commander at all...

(End of this chapter)