Time Traveling: I Engaged in City Defense in Ancient Times

Each stone must weigh at least thirty catties, Yang Huai changed his trembling appearance before, perhaps infected by blood, he carried the stone and rushed up the tower quickly.

"You are still young, just send it here and I will go up." Ji Cheng stopped Yang Huai on the stairs of the city gate, took the stone in his hand and said.

Yang Yong, who was next to him, was wearing rough clothes and said, "Listen to him."

The battle on the tower has become intense, and the sound of fierce battle resounds throughout the world. Ji Cheng saw with his own eyes a warrior with spears stuck in his body jumping up from the ground to save his comrade, but his entire head was chopped off. In half, blood splattered.The blood on the city wall has covered the soles of the shoes.

Countless fighters fell, and countless fighters filled up again. Ji Cheng's blood was cold, and all the heat rushed to his palms. He wanted to fight, and he wanted to defend this place that could not yet be called his hometown.

The sound of shouting and killing was loud, thick smoke filled the air with the smell of burnt flesh, and the soaring smell of blood mixed together. The battle was raging until noon. Everyone in Ji Cheng's team issued a long knife, and the blood on it was still hot. Sticky and slippery, someone yelled, "Go up and fill the gap, quick!"

There are only a few Khan soldiers left at the gap in the city wall. The Qiang soldiers are massacring one-sidedly. The man who was still crying at the foot of the wall yesterday rushed to the tower with a long knife in his hand. These people have never seen killing in their lives. And blood, but at this moment they have to fight for their motherland.

The blood of the war burns their souls. They only know that if they don't stand up and fight the Qiang people desperately, the family and children behind them will be slaughtered and trampled thousands of times more cruelly than poverty.

The fishy smell from the Qiang people passed through Ji Cheng's nostrils. He wrapped the long knife tightly around his upper hand with a cloth strip, and rushed left and right at tricky angles. Wherever he went, none of the Qiang people he met was intact. Yes, his body is not as strong as his own, and he can only use the killing skills learned in the army to the extreme.

Seeing him chopping people like chopping vegetables, he harvested a few lives in an instant. The people around him were inspired by his bravery. They couldn't understand why this young man who looked like a scholar was so fierce, even a scholar could be so fierce. People naturally cannot dare to follow behind.

The gap on the tower was instantly reversed by Ji Cheng and the others, and Liang Ye, who was focused on killing people and defending against the enemy, also noticed that this young man was obviously a scholar. Blood flowed down his chin, and he looked like Shura who had just walked out of hell.

What a killer.

Liang Ye raised his knife and shouted: "Damn for me, kill!"

"Jap for me! Kill!"

"Kill! Kill!"

Ji Cheng didn't remember how many people he chopped down. There were not many giant logs on the city wall, and there was not much tung oil left. The Qiang people in the same city stepped on the corpses of their compatriots and swarmed up the wall like swarms of ants.

Little Yang Huai is only 13 years old this year. He has never even killed a chicken, but the long knife in his hand is not much shorter than him. He is trembling against the base of the wall, struggling back and forth with courage and cowardice in his young heart.He screamed and wanted to rush forward, but his feet were firmly nailed in place.

The most important thing in war is not how to kill people, but how to hide and how to survive. Ji Cheng pulled the flustered Yang Huai behind him and shouted: "Follow me, follow me closely!"

The Qiang people's siege lasted until sunset, and the sound of ox horns outside the city temporarily died down. Today is finally over. The two sides have been fighting a war of attrition for the past two days. Liang Ye knows that the Qiang people are just testing these two days. The main force has not yet come out, and tomorrow is the key to life and death.

His command post was in the main tower, with a large table and a few broken chairs, and a few captains sitting beside him in silence.Just counting the soldiers and horses, there were only less than [-] soldiers left, and more than half of them had died in just two days. It was impossible for such a force to last until Guo Lin's reinforcements arrived.

On the other side, Yang Huai held the big hole in Yang Yong's stomach, and the bright red intestines flowed out and drooped aside, steaming. Yang Yong obviously had less air intake and more air out. In fact, if an injury like this is placed in modern times, there is still a chance to be rescued. back.

"Brother! Brother! Brother, don't die, don't die," Yang Huai's face was covered with tears. He didn't understand that he was just going to work on the dock in the city with his brother. His brother is dying.

"Xiaohuai... brother may be dying, mother..." Yang Yong spat out blood foam, every time his heart beat, the blood gushed out in his mouth, he choked a mouthful of blood, coughing out Blood sprayed onto Yang Huai's face, he wiped his own blood off his younger brother's face with his hand, and said, "Mother, you have only one son left, you want to live, you follow...follow closely behind Ji Cheng ..."

Yang Yong knew that he would not survive. If he hadn't protected his younger brother today, Yang Huai would have died under the sword of the Qiang people.Looking at the pleading in his eyes, Ji Cheng patted Yang Yong's hand and said, "Don't worry, I will protect him."

The red setting sun shone on the face of this young man in his early twenties. It was the first time Ji Cheng felt that the sun could be so cold. Yang Yong looked in the direction of his home and murmured: "Mom...mother ...I saw my father...Mother, remember to drink the medicine!"

Yang Huai's sharp cry broke through the eardrums: "Brother!"

Countless people had already died in the war just two days ago. Ji Cheng leaned against the foot of the city wall, and the people around him looked as numb as he was. He closed his eyes and rested. He didn't know when this killing would end, or It's up to him to finish.

There are so many weapons in later generations, and any one can be used to end this battle, but the same kind of firearms in later generations is not available in this world. If we bring such lethal weapons to this world, if the restraint is not good, then the future There will only be more blood than today.

Ji Cheng slept against the wall for a while and then was woken up. The food delivery man was carrying two large buckets and surrounded by soldiers to receive the food. Some of them were lucky enough to survive, leaning against the corner of the wall and watching in a daze.

The dinner consisted of sticky millet porridge and a somewhat blackened pancake. The soldiers lined up to receive the meal, and the children serving the meal handed the pancakes one by one to the hands of those who did not receive the meal.

A familiar voice sounded: "Eat a pancake."

The bloody killings in the past few days made him forget that there was a person waiting for him under the big tree, Ji Cheng grabbed his hand fiercely, the anger in his mind had already made him forget, the big relationship between the man and his brother Fang: "Why are you here if you don't go home?"

"Ji Cheng!" Brother Lin looked at him incredulously, and patted his arms back and forth excitedly with both hands, "Are you hurt, are you hurt anywhere?"

"Answer me first," Ji Cheng almost roared out, he didn't know why he was so angry, he didn't expect that the garrison here even arrested his brother.

Ji Cheng, who had just beheaded the Qiang people for a day, was still full of evil spirits, and his voice scared Lin Geer to the ground. Lin Geer stayed with him on the island for two days. This man has always spoken kindly , he timidly said: "Well... I waited until it was dark and you didn't come, so I wanted to go home first. I didn't expect... I didn't expect to be caught here to cook when I passed by the gate of the city."

In the final analysis, it was his slip of the tongue first, but luckily it was just cooking.He looked up and down that Geer Lin was still the same as when they separated, there was nothing wrong with his whole body, Ji Cheng let out a breath, ignored him and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

Brother Lin was terrified by this man. After staring at Ji Cheng's face for a moment, he still put a pancake in his hand and whispered, "Eat a pancake, you will have strength tomorrow when you are full."

Ji Cheng half-closed his eyes, and put the pancakes into his mouth mouthful. The pancakes were dry and thick without knowing what they were. Such a mouth-watering pancake.

"Take another sip of porridge, don't choke on it." Brother Lin put the porridge to Ji Cheng's mouth.

Ji Cheng's right hand was still holding the knife tightly, and the cloth strips wrapped around his hand and the knife could no longer see its original color.He finished the porridge with Brother Lin's hand.

Suddenly there was a cold touch on his arm, and he looked down at Geer Lin who was applying the ground thistle to his scratch.

After applying the medicine to him, Brother Lin still hasn't left, Ji Cheng asked: "Why don't you go down, if the barbarians break the city, you must run out while in chaos, you know, don't go to crowded places, run directly to the mountains."

"Well, I know," Lin Geer looked to the left and right and said, "I still have an egg here, which I planned to eat secretly, so I gave it to you."

Ji Cheng was amused by his sneaky appearance, "Why don't you keep it for yourself."