"Mr. Wei, the city walls in the north lack defense and can't stand it anymore!" Cheng Chumo appeared in front of Wei Hong in blood, gasping for a while reporting the situation of the battle.

Wei Hong returned to the safe position, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked, "How many people are there in the north?"

Cheng Chumo said without hesitation: "There are still six hundred infantry and two hundred ordinary guards!"

Hearing this number of people, Wei Hong cursed in his heart. There were nearly 5,000 people on the city wall, and the two parts of the north and south were equally distributed, with 2,500 people on one side. There were still about 1,300 people left on one side, plus the 800 people on Cheng Chumo, and there were still 2,100 people left. More than half of them were lost in just one and a half hours. The Turkic army was still continuously attacking the city wall. Whether the remaining hour could be defended has become an insolvent problem. After a brief thought, Wei Hong said: "The city gate is the top priority, and no soldiers there can be mobilized! The offensive in the north is fierce, so I am a little relaxed. You can transfer 400 people from me! You must remember that you can hold on for an hour at all costs and buy time for Duke Hu's main force!"

"Yes!" Cheng Chumo took the order and led 400 people to the north to take the recruits.

In fact, the south is not much lighter than the north, but Wei Hong's continuous command here, so he is more comfortable to deal with it. He suddenly lost four hundred troops, and 1,300 people suddenly fell to eight hundred, and the pressure appeared instantly. He could barely support him, but now he was about to retreat step by step. The more this happened, the situation of retreat became more and more intense. The heavy infantry with strong combat power began to be kicked to the ground by the enemy. If he couldn't cut the armor, he would stab the eyes and poke his armpits. In short, the Turkic soldiers tried every means to kill the heavy infantry. More than half of the three thousand Jade Dragon Guards were lost, and Wei Hong's heartache was trembling.

The disadvantage was already very obvious. Just as Wei Hong racked his brains to think of countermeasures, suddenly two Turkic soldiers broke through the encirclement and appeared in front of Wei Hong. Two big swords slashed Wei Hong's head with lightning speed. Look at the strength, as long as Wei Hong is cut, there is no such thing as immortality.

Wei Hong, who was thinking, was frightened by the two Turkic soldiers who suddenly appeared, and they were sweating all over. He quickly retreated, but behind him was the end of the city wall, which was as high as four meters high. Once he fell down, he would definitely be seriously injured. Seeing that the Turkic sword had already attacked, Wei Hong gritted his teeth and kicked one of the Turkic swords in the stomach, kicked him away, and raised his knife with his other hand to resist the attack of the other Turkic swords. The collision between the swords and the swords burst out with a ball of Mars. Wei Hong's strength was not as powerful as the Turkic soldiers. The Turkic swords pressed Wei Hong's swords and headed straight for the door, and accurately chopped Wei Hong's head. Although Wei Hong had tried his best to block them, the knife still cut a gap of nearly ten centimeters on Wei Hong's head, and blood burst out instantly.

Wei Hong did not notice any pain when his head was cut. He took advantage of the opportunity of the Turkic soldiers to draw their swords and slipped backwards, slashing the Turkic soldiers' ribs horizontally, and chopping the Turkic soldiers to the ground. At the same time, the Turkic soldiers kicked away by Wei Hong also attacked. Looking at the aggressive Turkic soldiers, Wei Hong gained wisdom and dared not fight anymore. Taking advantage of the Turkic soldiers' strength to cut themselves, he turned around and then flew his legs. Not only did he avoid the knife, but he also kicked the Turkic soldiers in the butt, kicked the Turkic soldiers directly under the city wall, and fell to the ground and died.

Wei Hong, who survived the disaster, sat on the edge of the wall, gasping heavily. Blood gushed out of the wound, slid down his cheeks, dripping on Wei Hong's armor, not contaminated with the enemy's blood, but was dyed red by Wei Hong's own blood. Although the knife just now hit Wei Hong's body, most of the force was offset, and it only cut off the scalp and did not cut off the head. It was not a fatal injury. But as Wei Hong recovered from calmness, the pain in the wound began to appear. After a while, Wei Hong was in a state of sweat and could not concentrate on thinking.

Two heavily armored soldiers pulled out of the enemy's entanglement. Seeing that Wei Hong was injured, they hurriedly protected Wei Hong's left and right, and kept pace with each other.

"Mr. Wei, Mr. Wei!" Yuchi Baolin, who had been fighting at the city gate, suddenly ran over, carrying Qin Huaiyu on his shoulders.

Qin Huaiyu was covered in blood, and several huge gaps appeared on the heavy armor on his body, which were obviously cut open by the Turkic soldiers with brute force. At this time, Qin Huaiyu lay motionless on Yuchi Baolin's shoulder, and the blood on his body could not stop flowing out, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.

At first, Yuchi Baolin thought the city wall was a safer place. After all, Wei Hong stayed there. Seeing that Qin Huaiyu had lost his combat power, he hurriedly supported Qin Huaiyu to find Wei Hong, wanting Wei Hong to help take care of him for a while. However, after finding Wei Hong, he found that even Wei Hong was injured, and he was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Now the entire army is trying hard to resist the Turkic soldiers, and there is no time to treat the injured, let alone to draw out people to transport the injured to the rear. Seeing that Yuchi Baolin brought the seriously injured Qin Huaiyu, Wei Hong had no choice but to point to his side and said, "Let him go back first. The city gate is the top priority of Mazong Mountain, and there must be no mistake at all!"

After receiving the order, Yuchi Baolin gently placed Qin Huaiyu next to Wei Hong, and rushed back without stopping. Wei Hong, who covered his head, looked at Qin Huaiyu who had fainted beside him, and ordered the heavy armor army to peel off Qin Huaiyu's armor. After it was opened, he suddenly found that there were three shocking sword wounds on Qin Huaiyu's body. Each sword wound was a hundred times more dangerous than Wei Hong's. The flesh was rolling out and blood was gushing out. If he let it go, Qin Huaiyu would definitely die!

Looking back on the day when the Jade Dragon Guard was triumphant. On the city wall, Qin Shubao whispered in public in the ear of a soldier. What he said must have brought Qin Huaiyu and asked Qin Huaiyu to join the Jade Dragon Guard. From this, it can be seen that Qin Shubao wanted to use Qin Huaiyu as a springboard to have some relationship with Wei Hong. Since this is the case, Wei Hong must not let Qin Huaiyu die under his nose, otherwise he would not be able to say that his conscience would be condemned. It would be impossible to guarantee whether Qin Shubao would have prejudices against him in the future.

Qin Huaiyu's injury is no longer enough for Wei Hong to think too much. The most important thing now is to help Qin Huaiyu stop bleeding! Now there is no needle and thread on hand, Wei Hong made a sudden move, asking the heavy armored soldiers around him to find a piece of cloth, tear the cloth into long strips, and wrapped Qin Huaiyu's whole body and the wound with force. Under the pressure of force, the wounds are automatically put together. Then put the armor on the upper body to avoid frostbite in the wound, and the rest of the parts are exposed in the air, which tends to cool down and slow down blood flow.

This is Wei Hong's only way. Whether Qin Huaiyu can survive depends on his own luck.

At this time, there was still half an hour before the main force was reversing, and most of the damage was already over. There were few conventional defenders left, with 800 heavy armored soldiers, and only 400 heavy cavalry at the city gate. I don’t know how many Turkic troops are, but judging from the situation of killing the enemy on our side, the Turks lost at most 10,000 people. In just two hours, the combined losses of both sides exceeded 10,000, which shows that it is extremely tragic.

Perhaps the Turkic army knew that Mazong Mountain could not bear it anymore. Although its side suffered heavy losses, it still attacked fiercely, vowing to break Mazong Mountain. Under constant attacks, Wei Hong was almost in despair. Seeing soldiers falling down beside him, he was powerless. If money could be used as a weapon now, even if it was to kill an enemy for one hundred taels, Wei Hong would have smashed the money without hesitation.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" Three violent explosions suddenly sounded, and Wei Hong, who was already in a decadent state, suddenly got up from the ground with a sensation, but a group of people rushed into the city. From the clothes, they were all yamen runners and regular guards of prefectures and counties, with about five or six hundred people. Wei Hong seemed familiar to the person in the head. He seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

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