The war continued, in full swing, day and night.

For the Di people, after finally attacking the city, how could they stop easily? They didn't take the opportunity to take over Juyong Pass in one go.

Under the city gate, the warriors of the Northern Di continued to rush to the city, making the Tang army's garrison unable to kill, as if they were cutting leeks, harvesting one crop and one crop growing one after another.

Chen Shi attacked the city and fought fiercely all day long. At night, a bonfire was lit under the city and torches were lit on the city. Both sides were stances that they would not give up if they were not determined.

The war lasted until noon the next day. Zhu Li was killing the enemy. A Tang Army junior college rushed to him in blood. While slashing the Di people who rushed to the city, he reported to Zhu Lihui loudly: "General, Nankou is in urgent need, the palace guards are suffering heavy casualties and are on the verge of collapse."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Li killed a Di man, frowned slightly, and immediately replied: "Transfer three thousand garrisons from the north entrance to go to support."

"No" Xiao School heard the order and killed all the way.

On the third day of the battle, the school came again and shouted: "General, the city was seriously injured, please decide."

"Transfer three thousand guards in Shuozhou Prefecture to support them as soon as possible." Zhu Li immediately instructed without hesitation.

"promise"

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The war continued, and the casualties caused to the garrison guarding Juyongguan were heavy. Almost every other day, or even half a day, someone reported Zhu Li, either Nankou, Wengcheng, or Arrow Tower, or the city section, and needed support almost everywhere.

The Khitans wanted to take down Juyong Pass in one go. The fierce soldiers of the Di people who attacked the city were like big waves washing sand, rushing up to the city wall one after another.

However, under the leadership of Zhu Li, the Tang army garrison fought to the death and refused to retreat.

The Tang army stationed in Juyongguan was roughly counted, with nearly 30,000 troops alone; plus the remnants of the Qingyi Army, the mighty army came to help, and the two units combined had more than 20,000 troops.

Zhu Li came from Shuozhou to reinforce, with four thousand Yue cavalry, three thousand guards of the formation, more than ten thousand guards of the prefecture, and Zhang Guimu's Beikou Army. The two units were combined together, and there were 20,000 guards alone. In a short time, it was impossible for the Khitans to eat these 70,000 or 80,000 people in one bite.

The battle came to the seventh day, and both sides were killed and injured and exhausted.

The generals of the Tang army were even more serious. For seven days and seven nights, Zhu Li, Yue Pengju and others, as the main generals, had a rest time of less than twelve hours at most. Under this invisible guidance, the other generals and assistants dared to have a longer rest time than the main general.

Almost took turns to fight to kill the enemy.

But after all, people are not iron-clad and are commendable, but physical fatigue cannot be relieved, resulting in more casualties.

There were more than ten commanders who died in battle, dozens of lieutenants, brigade commanders, team commanders, and countless fire chiefs. The blood almost dyed the Great Wall more than thirty miles red.

In the rain of swords and spears, only generous and sad songs are left, without regrets, and the world is worthy of the people.

At this time of the battle, even Yelu Jiedi, Yelu Shilu and others who were standing at the gate and supervising the troops were a little scared. In just seven days, the Di people's coalition forces invested a total of 70,000 warriors and rushed to the gate city, only seeing people leaving, but not returning.

There were no wounded at all. It was not that the injured warriors did not want to withdraw, but that the Tang army was too desperate. Facing the warriors of Beidi, no matter how life or death, no one could leave, causing everyone to die.

Blood was exhausted.

That was not 70,000 cattle and sheep, but 70,000 live strong warriors. A few days ago, they stood at the city of Guan and laughed, pointing and pointing, looking at the face of the city with certainty, but once they rushed to the top of the city, they would never see it again.

Inside, outside, above and below Juyong Pass, there are corpses everywhere, including those of Di warriors and those of Tang army guards. They are all kinds of stubborn and powerful, all of which are strange, but without exception, they all seem very tragic and respectable.

The dead are gone, and the living continues to fight bloody battles, desperately trying to be crazy. At this time, what is life and death?

Every warrior in the fight had forgotten its existence. They stared at the enemy with scarlet eyes, with only one obsession in their hearts, killing each other and killing them all.

Such a tragic and tragic battle, it seemed that even God could not bear to see it. At noon on the seventh day, the sky suddenly rolled in dark clouds, and in a blink of an eye it was drifting heavily, with strong winds raging, and almost no one could stand on the city wall.

The wind is strong and the raindrops hit people's faces and bodies, as if they were hit by stones and rubble; the thin people, standing in the wind, can almost be blown up.

Not to mention fighting, even Yelu Shilu and others who have been standing under the city to supervise the battle were unable to sit firmly on the horse. A battle that was unprecedented and unprecedented was suddenly interrupted by a storm.

The people of Beidi had to withdraw their troops and return to the camp. They had to do so, but they had to withdraw. Even the ladder could not be installed on the city wall. As soon as they were put on it, they were overturned by the strong wind, and they were all attacking.

In the hall where the Tang army discussed, Zhu Li stared at the blood-stained eyes, looked around everyone, and said in a voice: "Tell me, how much do we have lost?"

The storm interrupted the endless battle. The generals of the Tang army immediately reorganized the army to rest, counted the casualties, arranged for serious injuries to seek medical treatment immediately, etc. After some busyness, they gathered here.

Zhu Li has been waiting here, and he must know the loss as soon as possible. This cruel bloody battle was the most difficult and heavy battle he had ever fought. In his life experience, there was no such thing.

When the generals heard this, they all looked ugly and looked sad. Yue Pengju looked around everyone, sighed in his heart, and looked at Zhu Li with his pair of edema eyes, bowed and said, "General, the Zhenyuan Army originally had three thousand Yue cavalry, eight thousand step shooting, ten thousand spearmen, and ten thousand swords and shield soldiers, totaling 33,000."

"After this battle, in addition to the Yue cavalry, there were more than 6,000 people in the stairs, and nearly 2,000 people were lost; the sword and shield soldiers suffered heavy losses, with more than 5,000 people remaining; the spear platoons were the most damaged, with less than 3,000 people remaining."

"The total loss of 15,000 people." This number is almost half of the number of people stationed in Juyongguan in Zhenyuan Army. After Yue Pengju said this number, his face was bitter and heartbroken.

You know, before Zhu Li's future, the Di people also forcibly attacked the city gate. After more than ten days of battle, the amount of losses was less than one-third of the current ones.

When Zhu Li heard this, her face looked ugly. She looked up at Zhang Guimu. Zhang Guimu was injured in an arm and was still wearing a tie. When she saw Zhu Li looking at him, she knew she could not escape. She lowered her head and bowed: "General, the North Attachment Army spear platoon and sword and shield soldiers, a total of 10,000 people were involved. After the battle, there were still 4,821 people left."

"Shooting three thousand steps, because I have been in the rear camp, I have not received any attack orders, and no one has been damaged." He said this, his face pale, this beautiful battle that has always been looking forward to the battlefield of Yuema and swaying the world

The molecule is finally scared now.

He can't compare with Yue Pengju. Yue Pengju was a commander in his previous life, with strong psychological quality, and he didn't have long been in command of Zhenyuan's army, and his relationship with his subordinates was not as deep as him.

But Zhang Guimu is different. Every guard in the Beikou Army was carefully selected by him. Most of the soldiers trained for several years died in one go. The impact on him was unimaginable to outsiders.

Zhu Li stared at his scarlet eyes, looked at him meaningfully, then turned his head and asked Gao Yuan: "Gao Yuan, how is the situation of our Shuozhou Army?"

Gao Yuan also looked bad when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "Report to General, the Shuozhou army lost 1,863 infantry shooting; the spear platoon lost 4,525; the sword and shield soldiers lost 2,389."

"There are also guards who have lost 815 people in this battle." Gao Yuan stumbled his lips and finally said with a sob.

The guards of the formation can be said to be Gao Yuan's soldiers. Every guard is the crystallization of Gao Yuan's mind. After the battle, almost one-third of them died. No wonder he choked up his sobs.

The powerful army lost more than 6,700 infantry shooting, spear platoons, and swords and shield soldiers. The powerful army stationed in Juyongguan had not moved, and the total number of guards was only 10,000. There are more than 3,000 left now, and almost an average of more than 1,000 people in one unit, which is equivalent to being completely destroyed.

The Qingyi army had more than 10,000 troops, and after the war, there were more than 4,000 left, and they were also crippled.

After the battle, more than half of the entire Juyongguan defenders were lost. No matter who they were, they felt uncomfortable.

If this storm had not come in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

However, no one under Zhu Li's command complained, and even Gao Siji and Gao Mian, the mighty army, never complained, because they were soldiers, and were wrapped in horses and corpses, which was the glory of soldiers. They died to defend the lives of the people of China, and died as much as they were, and died more than Mount Tai.

After the war, when the wind stopped and the rain stopped, it was already three days later. Just tidying up the bodies, the entire Tang army was busy for a whole day, which shows how much damage this battle was.

Zhu Li has not encountered such a tragic war for so long. In his only experience, this battle to defend the city was the longest and most tragic battle.

After more than 70,000 Di people's corpses were sorted out, Zhu Li ordered their heads to behead them without hesitation, and built a human head landscape with a total of 70,000 Di people's heads outside Juyong Pass.

"Those who violate my strong Han Ming will be punished even if they are far away." Since Chen Tang shouted this sentence, countless Chinese children, who care about China and love the nation, have engraved it in their bones, and Zhu Li is naturally no exception.

This landscape is left for the Khitans, Xi people, Tuhun people, and wolf ambitions, covet Han territory, and even if you die, you will not be completely buried.

Facing this human-headed landscape, Yelu Shilu, Yelu Shilu, Shilage, Bala and others all looked ugly and had a gloomy expression. This was not only a landscape, but also a deep hatred of the Han people, and also a determination to stick to Juyongguan.

In fact, if they were told that they had paid 70,000 warriors' lives and only received 40,000 casualties from the Tang army, their expressions would not be so gloomy and resentful.
Chapter completed!