At night, everything was quiet, only the north was blowing. If it weren't for the broken limbs and broken arms beside the city wall, there were piles of torches and the strong smell of blood, there would be no way to see that there was a big battle here.

"General, when will Lord Zhao send someone to support us? Our family is almost unable to withstand it." Mr. Qian, who had a white cloth tied on his arm, said sighing.

"Yes, General, my Dongcheng has basically been fought now. Just Jiannu's previous attack, and we almost didn't defend it. If there is another attack tomorrow, we will have no choice." Mr. Qian, who was in charge of Dongcheng, was so anxious that he was full of fire.

"How is your Nancheng?" asked Guerrilla.

A general smiled bitterly: "General, our Qianzong has died in battle. The situation in our southern city... sigh!"

President Ba sighed fiercely: "There are less than half of the soldiers we can fight in Nancheng, and we can stay for one day at most."

"Where is Ximen?" Guerrilla turned his eyes to the Qiang General who was in charge of the West City.

"We in Ximen have nothing to do, but Jiannu has not moved. Our subordinates can draw another 200 people to support you," said Qian, who was guarding Ximen, gritted his teeth.

"good!"

"You are still very wise!"

When the other two Qianshou saw that Ximen Qian was so generous, they immediately praised him happily.

"Sir, don't joke. We will be prosperous and lose. I, Mr. Chen, are not a fool." Mr. Ximen Qian shook his head with a wry smile.

"Sigh! What kind of battle is this?" Mr. Qian, who was guarding the south gate, punched the table with a punch, and the teacup was shaking two inches high.

The guerrillas calculated silently in his heart that in the daytime battle, nearly a thousand people were lost, six hundred people were killed, and more than two hundred were seriously injured and could not go up to the city wall. Including the casualties on the first day, only more than 1,500 people could fight again. Half of them were reimbursed in the past two days. I really don’t know how to defend tomorrow. Fortunately, Lord Sun transferred 2,000 Guangxi wolf soldiers in advance, but I don’t know what the consequences will be.

Thinking of the guerrillas turning their gaze to the leader of the wolf soldiers who had been silent, and when they think of the brave wolf soldiers during the day, the guerrillas were envious.

He saw with his own eyes that a wolf soldier could fight against a Jiannu armored soldier on the city wall. Unfortunately, if the wolf soldier had not been fully equipped, then Jiannu would not be his opponent.

There is only one thing that is bad. Those wolf soldiers do not obey their orders, and no one is useless except their leader's words. Moreover, the military discipline is scattered, and they only have a brave and powerful person but no military formation. Even if they defend the city, they will not fight together. They only know that one person can fight alone. Otherwise, defending the city can at least reduce casualties by half.

"Willy Head, how do you think of defending the city?" asked Guerrilla.

"I'll listen to the adults, and do whatever they ask their subordinates." Wei Li knew the current affairs and said that he obeyed them one after another.

He is not a fool to understand the current situation, and now it is not a time when he can be rebellious by relying on the large number of soldiers in his hands. He will not be able to survive once the city is broken, so it is better to leave the arrangements for defending the city to these Liaodong generals who are proficient in defending the city.

"Since that's the case, let's discuss how to stick to the support."

With the help of black, a man wearing black clothes quickly approached the base of the wall, and a flying claw flew up the city wall, and then quickly climbed up.

"Who!"

As soon as he got up the city, he saw several crossbow arrows aiming at him. The cold arrows suddenly made him tremble in his heart.

"Zhao led the personal army under Lord Zhao. This is our personal handwritten handwritten letter to you by Lord Zhao." The personal army took out the letter from his arms without hesitation. He believed that as long as he moves slowly, his soul may return to the underworld.

"Mr. Zhao!"

"It's the person from Zhao Ruichi."

"I've come to reinforcements and finally come to reinforcements!"

The soldiers on the top of the city felt a sense of joy, just as if the person who fell into the water finally grabbed the branches stretched out from the shore.

The guerrillas inside were discussing with several subordinates how to defend, but they saw several personal soldiers walking in around a man in black.

"Person Zhang!" Guerrilla couldn't help but shout when he saw the person coming in.

"Sir, this is a letter from Lord Zhao to you." Zhang Xiaowei handed the letter to Guerrilla.

Guerrilla quickly opened the envelope. It was indeed Lord Zhao's work. After reading it, the guerrilla's eyes flashed.

"Mr. Zhao is worthy of being Lord Zhao. He wants to break Jiannu in this way. Please ask Master Zhang to go back and report to Lord Zhao. There are still 1,500 soldiers in Dalinghe Fort, and I will do my best to support Lord Zhao!" Guerrilla said with a fist.

It was already the hour of Yin when it was night. Now it was the most sleepy time. The north gate of Jiannu Daying was quiet, and there was no other sight except the soldiers patrolling back and forth.

A few hundred meters away from Jiannu Camp, a crowd of black people came up carefully, holding their breath and not even dared to breathe, for fear of making a sound.

"How?" Zhao Rujiao, who was covered in armor, was lying on his body and looked at Jiannu's camp with his eyes fiery eyes.

"Report to the Lord, there are people in Jiannu patrol teams, changing defenses every hour, and there is still one stick of incense before the next time you change defenses." A man in black replied in a low voice.

"Remember to kill those patrol teams silently. Whether this attack will be successful depends on you." Zhao Shujiao said solemnly.

"I understand." The man in black clasped his fists, then took a few subordinates in black carefully approaching Jiannu camp.

In the camp, Manguertai was sitting in the middle of the commander's position, next to him were his Gushan Ezhen, all of them were quietly waiting for something.

"Master Beile, it's already the Yin hour, I don't think they will come." Gu Shan's erection on the right said with a fist.

"Yes, Master Beile, the soldiers have been tired for a day. If they don't rest, they will have no strength to attack the city tomorrow." Gushan Ezhen on the left continued to speak.

"No hurry, Zhao Shujiao is a smart man. He knows what he should do. Daling River Fort has been surrounded by us. As long as he wants to rescue the people inside, he must take dangerous moves. Attacking the camp is the best way. He will not let go of the flaws that Benbeile deliberately exposed." Manguertai closed his eyes and said in a plain tone.

He did not believe that the Zhao Lu Church did not seize this opportunity. His Zhao Lu Church has always been dealing with our Eight Banners. He knew the situation of the Eight Banners and knew that we looked down on the Ming army the most. In addition, we had a large number of troops facing a small Dalinghe Fort, it was normal for the camp to be sparsely prepared for the defense.

Mangourtai wanted to use this point to do the opposite. The Southern Barbarians said that a warrior is a treacherous way. Mangourtai liked this very much.

The contribution of killing Zhao Lu Sect is much better than capturing Daling He Fort. Killing Zhao Lu Sect Jinzhou is close to you. Compared to a mere Daling He Fort, Jinzhou is the real fat meat.
Chapter completed!