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Chapter 364
In the last twilight of the setting sun, when a long horn of '油～' sounded.

In the last second, they still risked everything, like wild beasts rushing toward the city, and a group of Liao soldiers who surrendered to the Jurchens.

The next second later, he turned around quickly and began to retreat frantically towards the starting position behind the mound.

Even the Liao soldiers who had just climbed up the city wall with all their hard work and risked their lives immediately turned around without hesitation; in their eagerness, they didn't even have time to leave the ladder, so they jumped down and jumped directly from the city wall down.

Even now, under the city wall, there are already a lot of corpses piled up high.

Let these people have an excellent buffer after landing, so that they don't fall to death on the spot, but they still sprained their ankle unfortunately.

However, while these guys were limping, they still rushed to the starting position behind the mound with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

In such a process, their faces are still full of great relief.

Even in this process, he was shot to death by a sharp arrow from behind, and there was still a relaxed smile on his face as if he had been relieved.

In fact, to be precise, at this moment, a huge and relaxed person was touched in my heart, not just these attackers.

To be more precise, at the moment when the ox horn sounding to represent retreat rang in my ears, in Haiyang City, no matter whether it was the soldiers and civilians on the city wall or under the city wall.

They have one, count as one, and they are all greatly relieved from the bottom of their hearts.

Even Hu Biao, the commander who participated in many fierce battles, raised a one-handed ax by his feet with his toes, and threw it out against the back of a man who was frantically running for his life in the city.

Seeing the spinning ax flying out, after killing that target.

He also supported the wall with his weak hands, and cursed weakly in a voice that only he could hear:
"My God, I finally made it through another day~"

All the reasons for the above-mentioned enemy and us to behave like this are because the time at this moment is already around 7 o'clock in the evening on August [-], the fourth year of Xuanhe.

In other words, there are still 53 hours before the end of the task at this stage.

When the sky darkened in an instant, the Jurchen blew the retreat horn, which represented that if we looked at it according to the past situation.

After a day of fierce fighting, the surrendering Liao soldiers under the Jurchens were also exhausted.

So today's battle should be completely over. Only in the early morning of tomorrow will the Jurchens attack again. They can finally take a good rest.

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Talk!Since yesterday morning, the Jurchens first drove the people to fill up the moat.

Then, starting at two o'clock in the afternoon, after launching a battle against Haiyang City, the tide of attacks was like wave after wave.

So much so that now, even other people can rotate a little bit.

But Hu Biao, who has been standing on the city wall and participated in almost every battle, can't remember how many times he led people to repel the Jurchens and drove the Liao soldiers to attack the city.

Maybe eleven, or maybe twelve?
But forget about him, as long as Haiyang City is still in their hands; more importantly, in the next ten or so hours, they can finally take a break.

With such an idea in mind, Hu Biao pulled up the last bit of energy.

After looking down for a while, he picked up a tin trumpet next to the corpse of a civilian.

Regardless of the above, it was already covered with mottled blood. After putting it directly on the mouth, it immediately issued a series of commands:

"The personnel of Group A retreated, and the personnel of Group B hurried up to take over the defense, and took the time to rest and reorganize the fortifications.

Lao Hei, Lang Qing, you two, keep an eye on me. As long as the grandsons of the Jurchens dare to sneak up and attack them, I will kill them immediately.

The civilian husband team hurried up to clean up the battlefield, and Ali, your stretcher team also hurried up for me.

A Fen, A Fen, is dinner ready for today?Hurry up and send it up, but I didn't even have time to eat lunch. "

Immediately, amidst Hu Biao's yelling, almost everyone took action.

The survivors of Group B and A, who had just fought a battle, walked down the city wall where they had just fought bloody battles for ten minutes after supporting each other.

Carrying the members of Group B who probably had demolished some houses in the city before they got the wood and rolling stones, they rushed up the city wall at a trot.

He began to use various tools and materials to strengthen the city wall.

Although theoretically speaking, they had just rested for a while, but it was only half an hour at most; so everyone's face was full of tiredness.

The stretcher team led by Minfu and Ali just moved a little slower.

It also started to rush up the city wall, or got busy amidst the corpses all over the ground.

Some fighters led by Lao Hei and Lang Qing called out a few sharp arrows or a shot of broken stones from time to time, suppressing the Jurchen archers on the opposite pile of soil to prevent them from sneak attacking at this time.

Only Hu Biao, who seemed to have lost two or two bones in his body, sat down on the ground with his buttocks paralyzed.

He took out the last half bag of shredded tobacco, and started to roll up the trumpet for himself. Now he is relying on this thing to support himself, so as not to let himself fall asleep under tired and sleepy.

It's just that the cigarette was only half smoked, and the guy got up again after thinking of something.

Putting the trumpet to his mouth, he yelled loudly:
"Wu Na Wanyan, Lou Shi, listen, I am Hu Biao and Hu Yitong, the commanders of the Xuange Battalion of the Great Song Dynasty, and I will give you two hours to bring back the corpses and wounded from the other side of the city.

As long as your people don't carry weapons, we promise not to shoot arrows here; otherwise, so many people died and caused the epidemic, everyone is in trouble, isn't it? "

The reason why Hu Biao suddenly made such a proposal.

Fear of the plague caused by the rotten and foul-smelling corpses under the high temperature is indeed one reason; but in my heart, I still have some other small things.

For example, the piles of corpses under the city wall are almost one meter high.

If they really want to keep piling up like this, I'm afraid it won't be long before the Jurchen attack doesn't even need to set up a ladder, and they can rush up by stepping on the slope where the corpses are piled up.

If it can be cleared away, it means that the defense of Haiyang City will be much better invisibly.

In addition, among the many corpses under the city, there are actually many wounded Liao soldiers who are waiting to die.

Even if these people were carried back, they would not be able to save them with the poor medical ability of the Jurchens. On the contrary, their screams and miserable appearance before they died would have a huge impact on the overall morale of the Jurchens army.

It is a pity that the good plan in Hu Biao's heart did not come true.

Because after waiting for a long time, there was a loud voice outside the city that was completely dark, and it sounded from somewhere:
"Listen, Hu Yitong, from the Song Dynasty, our Marshal Wanyan Loushi has said that you don't need your hypocritical kindness.

Tomorrow our army will show its might, and we will definitely be able to break through your little Haiyang City. After killing you all, there will naturally be plenty of time to clean it up. "

"What the hell! Wanyan Loushi's grandson is not good enough."

Hu Biao, who was unable to fulfill his wish, said with some regret to AT and Yang Dongli who had just appeared in front of him.

And the veterans of these two teams came to discuss the specific battle situation after leading people to guard the east and west walls for a day.

On the faces of the two of them, there is also a look of deep tiredness now; you must know that the Jurchen's offensive in those two directions is also quite fierce with their strong troops.

Even now, they are also physically and mentally exhausted...

(End of this chapter)