Chapter 752: Reinforcement

The reinforcements are coming!
The officer gave a soft squat to the ground, but the next moment he was busy with the knife to support his body.
"Flocking," he shouted. "Knot round."
This formation is the cavalry first, they are behind, you enter me, you retreat.
The soldiers quickly formed a battle, and the soldiers and horses that had rushed behind had crossed the gully and finally saw their appearance.
It is indeed a true Zhou Bing, well-dressed.
They skillfully passed through the small circle on both sides, and the bow in their hands has been put away and replaced with a long knife of melee.
The Jin Bing, who was caught in a temporary chaos, also reorganized the formation and raised the sickle.
The people collided, the weapons were staggered, and the sound of the murder was soaring.
There are people who have fallen, and there are also soldiers of the Jin Bing, but there are still a steady stream of soldiers and horses coming behind.
How many reinforcements came, and the officers standing in the array tried to look at them. It seemed that the whole night was full of soldiers and horses.
Because they were caught off guard, Jin Bing quickly began to flee.
Accompanied by the horn sound, Zhou Bing, who was going to chase, stopped and quickly stepped back.
"Where are you brothers?" shouted the officer.
Zhou Bing who walked past them looked over.
"What about us?" said one of the chiefs. "It is Fengning Army."
Fengning Army?
It is no stranger to the official. It is the defensive order that does not come to assist one of the soldiers and horses that escaped.
His look is a bit complicated.
I don't know if they complained that they were fleeing so much that the reinforcements were insufficient, or they were grateful for their emergency.
"Where is the great man?" he asked.
That week, the soldier looked up and pointed his finger.
Looking at the officer, I don’t know when the darkness in front of the fire lit up like a long wall in the night.
Things have not been said before, but it is still good to discuss how to fight. Qing Hebo is still under siege. Since Tang Daren, this terracotta warrior has come to see if he can convince other escaping soldiers to help.
The officer took a deep breath and walked over there. There were several flags flying in the torch. The banner of Feng Ningjun was well recognized and showed the coach.
The official path went straight, getting closer and closer, but suddenly he stopped his foot and some unbelievable looked at the flags.
Because of his coming, the people in a row lined up to avoid the presence of the general.
More flags are in front of you.
Crossing the flag of the familiar Fengning Army, there is a bigger flag fluttering.
The black flag merges with the night, so that the bright red characters on it appear as if it are empty.
The banner of Zhu Zi.
The officer’s leg was bent and half-squatted on the ground, and his expression was unbelievable.
Cheng Guogong.
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"What happened?"
Qing Hebo also walked on the wall, and the soldiers on the wall held weapons in their hands. The auxiliary soldiers supported the rolling stone column, but there was no Jinbing attack.
When I was able to eat and eat in the night, the whistle came to report the gold soldiers and horses. Although it was not convenient to attack the city at night, I wanted to use the wheels to kill them.
The war is death, no war is dead, there is no choice but to fight.
All the people rushed to the city, ready to meet the results of the unknown.
They stood on the gate of the city, but did not see the golden soldiers rolling in.
The gold man is treacherous, what is the conspiracy, fire attack? Water attack? Everyone is turning a variety of ways of death in their heads.
It's not that no one wants to be born. For example, the Jin people have withdrawn, but this kind of thing is simply impossible. Why bother to deceive people?
"You listen." One of the officials said, breaking the silence on the wall.
listen? Is the Golden Horse's terracotta approaching?
Everyone raised their ears and held their breath.
There seems to be a thunder in the sky.
"Is it going to rain?" said a soldier.
If it rains, it is really worse. Now almost everyone is hurt. When it rains in the cold, you don’t need the Jinbing to fight, you can freeze a lot in one night.
"Not thunder." The soldier next to him shouted, not knowing whether he was surprised or afraid of the tone, "It’s a drum."
Battle drum?
The horns of the drums of the Jin and Zhou people are different, so it is easy to distinguish.
The sound of the rumbling drums is like coming from the sky. It is getting bigger and getting closer and closer.
"It's a drum!"
"It's our drum!"
More people shouted loudly.
Qing Hebo only felt numb.
Reinforcement!
The reinforcements are finally here!
This news caused the city wall to fall into madness. Some people shouted loudly and shouted and cried, and some people were blushing and holding their weapons.
The officers had to swear to keep the soldiers heavy.
But they are also excited about themselves.
"How many soldiers are the reinforcements?" Qinghe Bo said.
This sentence is like a cold water pouring from the head, the officials are suddenly awake, and joy turns into deep anxiety.
Initially, they expected to have 100,000 reinforcements. As a result, they received half of the news and dragged on for so long. It is obvious that the outside reinforcements can’t be beaten or the opinions are not uniform. Now they finally start playing, and finally they can still have How many soldiers?
The Jin people have been besieged here for so long. According to their observation period, they have been constantly mobilizing and supplementing. The current horses here have surpassed the original.
Everyone gradually quieted down, nervous and sorrowful looking at the direction of the drums, and the night covered everything, only to see that the sky seemed to burn, and the fire was red.
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The killing sound did not stop overnight.
When the morning light jumped out of the sky, the walls of the city stood full of stiff, stone-like people.
Qinghe Bo’s original white hair was whiter, and even the beard was white, and it was covered with morning frost.
There is no worry in their eyes, and the sentinel has brought good news before an hour.
Jin Bing retired.
But no one cheered and rushed down the wall. Everyone stood still, standing on the high wall, and looking at the place where the sun rose, waiting for it.
Waiting for the first sight to see these warriors who have repelled so many golden soldiers.
As the morning light became brighter and brighter, there was finally a team of people in the line of sight. This was the detective pioneer. They quickly ran in the wilderness and probed the army behind them.
Then there was a pair of cavalry, which came from all directions, and the flags were overwhelming.
Getting closer, it is the flag they are familiar with, the familiar armor, the familiar marching array, the familiar robes.
I don't know which one of the soldiers screamed and slammed the long gun in his hand to the sky.
The long gun leaped and the arc fell down to the wall.
There was a scream of screams on the wall, long swords and even stones, and everyone threw out what they could throw in their hands.
This time, Qing Hebo did not swear the madness of the soldiers, and his face also smiled.
"Hey, all come." One officer said excitedly.
Although they are still far apart, those flags are familiar to them.
The reinforcements who issued the order, whether they listened to it or reported it, at this moment their banner is in it.
Qing Hebo’s gaze also looked at the flags, and suddenly there were some tears and enthusiasm.
This Northland, it seems, can also be his.
Then, regarding the cleaning of the patriarchal loyalty to the country, the sin of the previous confession, he did not listen to the sin of the order, he Zou Jiang did not ask, as for the merits... Well, then consider it.
For the soldiers, they should not be too arrogant.
He didn't have to think about it, his ears were cheering, and the soldiers and horses in the line of sight were getting closer and closer, and his look was awkward.
What is that banner?
Qinghe Bo's big eyes.
The officers around him saw it, and the soldiers on the wall gradually saw it. They stopped and cheered at the big flag.
After all, in this colorful banner, the flag is the highest and the brightest.
Only the handsome flag can be the highest and biggest banner.
Shuaiqi with the Lord, what kind of master has what kind of handsome flag, such as his Qinghe Bo's handsome flag blue heart black and white and calm and elegant, such as the national flag Zhushan's banner black and red characters swagger and vulgar.
What Qinghe Bo did not want to see in this life is this big banner.
But now it seems to be in sight again, and it is still at this time.
Qing Hebo’s face became as white as hair.
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The gate has been opened, and Qing Hebo stood in front of the door, looking up at the man who was approaching.
The man was riding on the horse and did not mean to dismount.
"Bo, I haven't seen the style for a long time." He looked at Qing Hebo, and there was a gentle smile on his face. "When the handsome leader can't do it, no one can be compared with the besieged guardian."
Qing Hebo was furious.
The monks do not have dirty words, and they say that this is a shameless person.
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