The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

Linjiang City.

"General Yu, we are now out of stones and cotton wool, and there are only about 2,000 defenders left. The rest of the civilians in the city can only defend the city for 2,000 to 3,000 people. I'm afraid we can't hold on."

Dong Zhao looked a little unhappy.

After seven days of continuous fighting, all 8,000 defenders were killed or wounded. Most of them did not die in battle but died of exhaustion while defending the city walls.

Nearly 10,000 capable civilians who followed the defense of the city were transporting stones day and night. Most of them died of exhaustion in the process of dismantling walls and transporting stones.

In this battle to defend the city, both the defenders and the people of Linjiang City have tried their best, and they have won with honor even in defeat.

"As long as Linjiang City is here, we will be here!"

"If Linjiang City falls, we will die!"

"Don't laugh, Lord, lying drunk on the battlefield. How many times have you fought in ancient times?"

Yu Shouren raised his head, his face full of determination and resoluteness, and vowed to live and die with Linjiang City.

For no reason, the poem "Liangzhou Ci" written by Ye Feng rang in my mind.

The sound echoed through the city walls.

When the surviving soldiers heard this poem, their faces were filled with tragic smiles. Isn't this the most true portrayal of the soldiers who fought on the battlefield?

“General Yu, do you really think that Zhenguo Jun, with only 8,000 cavalrymen, can defeat an enemy army of 60,000 to 70,000?” Dong Zhao couldn’t help asking.

Two-thirds of the attacking army went to intercept the 8,000 cavalry led by Zhenguo Jun. Given the huge disparity in strength, he really didn't think that Zhenguo Jun could win.

"We will defend Linjiang City for seven days. If the cavalry of the Lord of State has not arrived by noon, you can take the people and flee!"

Yu Shouren knew very well that since the King of Zhenguo asked him to defend Linjiang City for seven days, he would defend it for seven days.

In the end, whether Ye Feng could reach Linjiang City was not something Yu Shouren could control.

What he had to do was to live up to himself and the millions of people of the Song Dynasty behind him. Even if he, Yu Shouren, died, he would die with Linjiang City.

"What about you?"

Dong Zhao asked Yu Shouren.

How could they not understand the hidden meaning of Yu Shouren's words, which was that they could escape with the people, and Yu Shouren and Linjiang City would perish together.

"As the defender of Linjiang City, losing Linjiang City is a capital crime. How can I run away?" Yu Shouren said in a sonorous and powerful voice.

"If General Yu doesn't leave, we won't leave either. The worst that can happen is death."

"General Yu has worked hard for the people in Linjiang City. If we abandon you and run away alone, wouldn't that be ungrateful?"

"No matter what, even if we die, we will follow General Yu to defend the city."

When the people heard Yu Shouren's words, they all grabbed the weapons in their hands, some holding sticks, some holding hoes, and some holding sickles, and rushed up to the city wall.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Even if we die, we will make the enemy pay the price!"

When Yu Shouren saw many civilians climbing up the city walls to fight, he did not hesitate at all. Holding a long sword and with an angry face, he shouted at the army climbing up the city walls.

"Dong Zhao, listen to my orders!"

Yu Shouren roared, holding a long sword.

"The general is here!"

Dong Zhao bowed and said that since Yu Shouren came to Linjiang City, he had witnessed the changes in Linjiang City with his own eyes and had great respect for Yu Shouren.

"When noon comes, open the city gates. Even if we have to die, we should charge in head-on like men and die in battle, rather than waiting to die slowly on the city wall."

"Even if we die, we will take a few enemy soldiers with us."

Yu Shouren shouted angrily at the soldiers and civilians.

"As ordered!"

Dong Zhao and other soldiers all had determined expressions and showed no fear at all.

……

"Charge! Everyone, charge for me. With just a few more waves, Linjiang City will be captured."

Zhang Tai waved the weapon in his hand and roared at the charging soldiers.

One by one, the soldiers rushed madly towards the city wall of Linjiang City.

"General Zhang, look! The old, weak, women and children in the city have all climbed up the city wall."

A deputy general pointed at the wall of Linjiang City and saw figures emerging one after another. The weapons in their hands were all kinds of farm tools. He said with an angry face.

"I never thought that the Great Song Dynasty actually had such a general. Do you know the background of Yu Shouren?" Admiration was also filled in the depths of Zhang Tai's eyes.

Even he had to sigh that even if he were in Yu Shouren's position, he would not be able to lead thousands of defenders to defend Linjiang City for such a long time.

"I did capture a few civilians in the city and interrogated them. I learned that Yu Shouren was the first place winner of the imperial examination of the Song Dynasty, or the top scholar."

"It is said that on his first day in court, he questioned Li Linpu in front of all the civil and military officials, and angrily scolded Li Linpu. As a result, he was demoted to be a garrison commander in Linjiang City because of his meteoric rise. He was a typical civil official who gave up literature and joined the military."

A deputy general reported to Zhang Tai.

"Report! Repay!"

At this moment, not far away, several embarrassed soldiers quickly came to Zhang Tai’s military camp. They were brought to Zhang Tai by several soldiers. They were the soldiers sent by Ouyang Lun to ask for help.

"General Zhang... General Zhang, go and support the Marshal."

As soon as a soldier saw Zhang Tai, he knelt down.

"Support Ouyang Lun?" Zhang Tai frowned slightly. Seeing the expressions of the soldiers who reported the news, he had a bad feeling in his heart and asked angrily, "Ouyang Lun led 70,000 troops out, and it has only been a day and a night. Where is the army? What do you want me to support?"

"General Zhang, I'm afraid that only a few of the 70,000 troops led by the Marshal are left at this moment. We were beaten by the cavalry led by Ye Feng without any chance to fight back. It was a one-sided massacre."

The soldier who brought the news reported to Zhang Tai.

"What did you say? Say it again!"

When Zhang Tai heard that only a few of the 70,000 troops were left, the wrinkles on his face trembled. He rushed forward and suddenly grabbed the soldier who reported the news. The aura of a junior grandmaster burst out from his body and he roared.

The soldier told Zhang Tai the entire battle process as quickly as possible.

Bang!

After hearing this, Zhang Tai felt his arms become weak, and the soldier he was holding fell heavily to the ground. He kept backing away and almost lost his balance, so he quickly held onto the pillar beside him.

"Seventy thousand troops... Seventy thousand troops..."

"Even if you are 70,000 pigs, Ye Feng has only 8,000 cavalrymen, and it is impossible for you to kill them all in just one night, right?"

Zhang Tai shouted at the top of his lungs, and seemed to have aged by dozens of years.

"Report! Repay!"

Before Zhang Tai could recover from his shock, he heard the scouts he had arranged not far away rush to him and said, "General Zhang, it's bad, it's bad. We checked from the sentry tower and found that Ouyang Lun had been killed. The enemy led thousands of cavalry and are attacking our camp."