Chapter nine hundred and ninetieth final battle
The big man's counterattack was not unexpected for Jiang Tian. To be precise, it was completely within Jiang Tian's expectations, so he did not have any surprises at all.
But he still did not give the order to retreat, and just watched the man's dead soldiers rush up as if they were desperate.
Starting from the inner city, we started to attack frantically.
Within one day, he captured the midtown at an extremely painful price, then captured the outer city, and finally inserted the flag on the wall of the city protection.
Even though this price made Han Zishi feel like he wanted to cry, he had to do so because this was the last chance for the Han Dynasty. If the city wall could not be recaptured, then Guofeng City would be considered a loss.
Although so many people have been lost now, as long as you have to last for these ten days and half a month, the assistance behind you will be able to arrive. At that time, the Han Dynasty will continue to be in a stalemate with the Qin Dynasty!
This is Han Zishi’s only expectation. If he can’t hold on until then, then all this will be over!
Looking at the blood-stained city wall, looking at the big Han military flag on the top of the city, all the bodies lying motionless behind him.
Facing the last sunset in the sky, the already scarlet scene became even more red.
The entire city wall and the entire Guofeng City are full of red scenes.
This scene made Han Zishi feel indescribable, bitter or sad, or sad?
It seems that all these feelings are not.
Han Zishi seemed to have lost his perception, even if he was indifferent, he was still infected.
This feeling of having nothing should be called heartache, right?
Han Zishi suddenly smiled bitterly, and the smile on his face revealed extremely helpless sentimentality!
Just like the last setting sun, it emits the last glory.
And isn’t this the big man in front of him?
Today, the craziest counterattack was emitting, completing their mission with nearly half of the casualties.
But then?
Thinking of this, Han Zishi suddenly felt a little at a loss. There were many people standing behind him, almost all the city walls.
Looking around, they are all great men, but now.
When Han Zishi turned around and looked over, he saw only countless corpses, and there were only a few people who could stand, one supporting the other.
The robe in one hand and the long sword with the other hand is a true portrayal of Han Zishi's sight.
This is where people can stand up, but there are more people who can't stand up. Almost every one of these people is wearing white gauze, which looks so bright red under the reflection of the setting sun.
Those who could only lie on the ground, spitting blood in their mouths, leaving a last glimmer of hope.
Their eyes were staring ahead, all looking at Han Zishi in front with extremely hopeful eyes.
No matter whether they could see Han Zishi, their eyes were facing that direction, waiting for Han Zishi to tell them the final result.
I would love to hear that they have won the war.
However, those who have lost their eyes are destined to be unable to see or hear.
Until dark, Han Zishi didn't say this because he really couldn't say it.
Through the city wall, Han Zishi saw the Daqin military camp in the distance, and the scenery there made him feel a little desperate.
Because the Qin army began their preparations again, tomorrow's offensive has been preparing.
The Qin army, wearing black armor and black hairbands on the head, were already ready.
The long spears in his hands stood on the ground, and behind him were one after another.
The two cloud boats floating in the air instantly made Han Zishi's face pale.
The black armored soldiers constantly emerging from both sides lined up, with no armor on their hands, and their arms were exposed, revealing their extremely thick arms, and their upper arms were also tied with scarlet blood-colored straps.
This is the most proud big wind arrow soldier in the Qin Dynasty. He draws his bow and shoots the sun, which is the best description of them.
When you draw a bow, the sound of bowstrings trembling sounds will be made between heaven and earth.
At that moment of Songxian, countless sounds of breaking through the air were followed by bows and arrows that covered the sky and the sun.
The fact that Daqin was afraid of so many people was a big hit part of it because of their existence.
Their existence made the monks dare not act rampant. After a volley, only the sixth realm may be qualified to survive.
So when Han Zishi saw these people, his face and eyes condensed.
On this day alone, the number of people sacrificed by Daqin may be more than 100,000, and such a severe injury did not cause any changes in Daqin.
Jiang Tian’s heart was so cruel that he couldn’t even speak an adjective.
Those who achieve great things do not care about the details. This is the first time Han Zishi has realized the true meaning of this sentence.
What Jiang Tian does now is the best explanation of this sentence. Everything is in a calm situation and will always have a backup plan.
How did he let these 100,000 people die here?
How can we bear to let these people die here in battle?
How can we watch these people die here without rescuing them?
Han Zizhen couldn't do such a thing, maybe it was because his heart was not cruel enough!
Han Zishi suddenly felt frustrated, which made him extremely pessimistic.
Just like the setting sun gradually falling, the sunset is its last struggle, which can be regarded as a return to the future!
"High wind", "High wind", "High wind"...
Han Zishi listened to the faint shouts and watched the sunset slowly disappear, he chose to close his eyes.
Han Zishi finally didn't say the victory that the soldiers were looking forward to.
.........
Jiang Tian looked at the scene in front of him, with no mention of his excitement. Now this may be the best opportunity.
At the end of the power.
This word may be about the current big man?
Although it paid an extremely painful price, the final strength of the Han Dynasty was almost exhausted at this price, so this is a sign of an imminent victory.
Jiang Tian did not feel much discomfort about this tragic sacrifice, and he even felt extremely excited.
"It's finally over!"
Jiang Tian was excited and longing.
On the other hand, Su Yi, who was standing by, had an extremely unbearable expression.
As a monk, he actually has compassion.
But as an ordinary person, Jiang Tian did not have the slightest sense of compassion.
This rather abnormal thought made Su Yi feel extremely strange, and he also cast a very fearful look at Jiang Tian.
"It's finally over!"
Su Yi also followed Jiang Tian and said an extremely emotional word. This was indeed what he longed for, and he was used to seeing the stimulation brought by life and death.
Then the final solution is to clear the burn.
Dozens of fires soared into the sky and burned for several months. When Chang'an was captured, the fires were still burning.
Of course these are all later stories.
But after the final inner city was captured, Han Zishi, as the commander of the Han Dynasty, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he was extremely unhappy, when he saw the end of this scene, Han Zishi still had a faint smile.
He threw down the tiger talisman and token that symbolized his status, took off his armor, and left the place directly, without using his strength to deal with the so-called "travel" with the Qin Dynasty.
Under Su Yi's gaze, he directly chose to leave this place and leave the big man.
Since the final result is already destined, Han Zishi has no need to continue to stay, and this time he lost.
He was defeated like Gong Liang!
Su Yi originally thought there would be a big battle, and he thought there would be a winner and loser between him and Han Zishi. However, when he saw Han Zishi leaving, he obviously did not expect such a situation.
Jiang Tian didn't say a word and just let the other party leave. This kind of trouble is endless, so he didn't waste much talk.
After the end of Guofeng City was cleaned up, Daqin began to move towards the road to unify the northern border.
The gifts prepared for Han Zishi have never been used. This situation disappointed Jiang Tian a little, otherwise, the masters of the North would have been completely destroyed.
However, when Jiang Tian thought that Han Zishi was not from the North, he felt a little indifferent.
He turned his head and looked at the black cat beside him, and said with a very respectful attitude: "I've been bothering you these days."
The black cat did not respond at all, just quietly following the awakening.
Seeing that the black cat did not respond, Jiang Tian was not very dissatisfied, and then continued: "Lord Lanshan told me that he wanted you to deal with some people."
The black cat raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Tian with dissatisfaction, but still had no response.
"The main ones are Wu Pavilion and Jian Pavilion, but Jian Pavilion may be a bit difficult. Because there is that cloud dragon there, Lord Lanshan hopes that Lord can solve Wu Pavilion first. As for Jian Pavilion and the last Jiangcheng, he will come to solve it together, and it will come soon."
After Jiang Tian finished speaking, the black cat made a stretching move, as if he was stretching, directly arched his body and gently shook his legs.
His eyes suddenly became extremely concise, and he stared at Jiang Tian coldly, "Is this what he said, or what you want to say?"
The deep words rang out.
Jiang Tian smiled slightly and explained calmly: "Of course it was Lord Lanshan's instructions. Lord Lanshan is in the Western Regions, and it is almost time to reach the critical moment. Next, I will wait for that Lord."
Speaking of this, the black cat snorted coldly, interrupted Jiang Tian's statement, then jumped off the table, walked out of the tent on his own, and then disappeared into the military camp.
Jiang Tian gasped for a moment. He was not afraid of people, but to be honest, he was still a little afraid of this monster.
Jiang Tian could not overcome this innate suppression.
Jiang Tian glanced at Su Yi on the side, "Okay, give me instructions. After we conquer Chang'an, the two words Wuge should also disappear. The luck in the northern border is almost enough!"
Chapter completed!