Based on such a decision, starting from yesterday, every time the Xixia people attacked the city.

The Third Army will dispatch one or two regiments of troops to launch a diversionary attack from behind the Xixia people.

The effect of this response was actually quite good, which made the Xixia people a little concerned about one thing and the other. The morale of the soldiers and civilians in the city also increased greatly. After a bloody battle, the Xixia people did not even climb the city wall twice.

But starting from this morning, the tactics of these Xixia people changed.

The main force of the attack was turned to their third army, with the intention of annihilating this supporting army first and then turning back to attack the city again.

It has to be said that after the Xixia people changed their tactics, Lao Hei's situation became difficult.

Because they were worried about being knocked open by the Xixia people, all the gates of Xinqin City had long been completely blocked. Even if the Zhejia Army wanted to go out of the city to provide support, they couldn't do it for a while.

Suddenly, the pressure on Lao Hei and the others seemed a bit huge. How could they have the time and energy to take care of some small things that would not kill people...

"These have forgotten their ancestors and are serving as your servants. They will eat an arrow from your grandfather~"

At the moment when he cursed such a sentence, Zhang Dabang, the former well-known hero on Funiu Mountain, was now the volunteer division of the New Army of the Song Dynasty and the acting company commander at Dutou level.

After pulling out the step bow with one stone in his hand, he shot a Xixia man into the mouth of a Xixia man with just one arrow, which made him feel heartbroken on the spot.

Suddenly, a second ago, he was still wearing a piece of tattered armor and holding a rusty long knife in his hand, rushing forward with all his strength to hit the young man.

There was a complex expression on his face of pain, despair, relief, etc. It can be said that there was some conflict. He fell to the ground and lost his life.

Because this so-called bumping son was originally a Han captured by the Xixia people at the border.

After being captured by the Xixia bandits, he moved to Guazhou in the rear and lived for a few years. After he lost some of his longing for his homeland, he was drafted into the army and became such a son-in-law.

That is to say, in every battle, the cannon fodder is driven down to the front.

Therefore, there is an essential difference between these young masters and the hardcore traitors under Yanjing City.

It is a pity that Zhang Dabang and other inner warriors no longer care about this; because today is already noon on the 29th.

From the start of the battle yesterday to now, even he couldn't remember how many times these Xixia people had launched attacks on the car formation.

All he could remember was the almost unchanged fighting style of these Xixia people.

As long as a certain gap is opened by these young men, the main force of the Xixia infantry behind them, the "Qisheng Army", and even the more elite "Hengshan Buzi" will rush in one after another.

Often without losing a hundred or even more brothers, they would not be able to repel these Xixia people.

Is this why? Zhang Dabang, who originally only had to fight hand-to-hand, is now holding a walking bow and constantly firing it.

I didn't want to supplement the long-range firepower in the car array, otherwise facing the Xixia people who rushed up like crazy, relying solely on the musketry firepower of the musketeers was already somewhat insufficient.

After shooting thirteen or four arrows in succession, Zhang Dabang ignored the soreness and numbness in his arm and quickly took out a fine steel arrow in his hand.

Before he even had time to put on the bow string and start shooting, he suddenly heard an exclamation in his ear: "No! Open your head, there are several places on the right, those Xixia people are coming in again."

After hearing such a sentence, Zhang Dabang did not dare to delay at all.

He threw down the bow and arrow in his hand, drew out his usual ghost-headed sword with his backhand, and at the same time shouted: "Brothers from the fourth company, come with me and kill these Western Xia dogs."

After saying that, he took the ghost-headed sword with two or three rice grain-sized gaps on the blade and killed towards the left.

It was also at this time that he discovered that the Xixia people who came in this time were actually the elite infantry soldiers of the Xixia people like Hengshan Bubazi.

These Hengshan Bubazi are all composed of Qiang people in the Hengshan area, and their number is actually not large in the Xixia army.

Under normal circumstances, the Xixia people are usually thrown into mountain battles, but this does not mean that these people are not strong enough to fight in plain areas.

Even though they are wearing heavy armor, their flexibility is quite amazing.

Especially in close combat, when three musketeers with bayonets and muskets form a formation, they are no match for one of them.

But even so, Zhang Dabang, who has the nickname "Black King Kong", rushed forward.

He slashed in front of him with a knife, and with the brute strength of his arm, he knocked the iron whip out of the hand of a Hengshan Buzi.

Then with a single stroke of his knife, he chopped off a head that was covered in weather and oil, causing Lao Gao to fly into the air.

A stream of hot blood spurted out from his head-less neck, turning half of Zhang Dabang's face red on the spot.

Instinctively, Zhang Dabang stuck out his tongue and licked it. He was surprised to find that the blood of these Hengshan Qiang people seemed to have a sheep smell...

About a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Dabang skillfully used a roll of clean gauze to wrap up the wound on his left shoulder that had just been covered with white medicine.

Hengshan Bubazi and these elite Xixia people are really powerful. In order to kill the 134 people who just rushed into the car formation.

These heroes, who came from three mountains and five mountains, had to pay more than a dozen casualties. Even he was slashed on the shoulder by one of the leaders.

Just when Zhang Dabang was treating the wound by himself because the hygienist was too busy, suddenly a messenger rushed over.

The one that came out of his mouth was, I don't know whether it was good or bad news: "Deputy Company Commander Zhang, the division headquarters has ordered that from now on, you will act as the acting battalion commander of the second battalion."

In less than two days, Zhang Dabang heard such an order for the second time.

The last time was yesterday afternoon. After the commander of their fourth company was killed in battle, he, the deputy company commander, received a similar order and was immediately promoted to a higher rank.

So after hearing this, Zhang Dabang, out of concern for the old battalion commander, just said: "What's wrong with battalion commander Zhu?"

"He died. He was hit on the head by a Xixia man with a meteor hammer. The Tianling Cap was smashed to pieces at that time." After hearing this, the messenger told the news with bitterness in his mouth.

Even when he asked this question, Zhang Dabang was already mentally prepared.

But after hearing such an answer, my heart was still full of pain, and there was no trace of joy that I had been promoted to another level.

What the heck! What's so happy about that?

Because until now, the Xixia cavalry, especially those "iron kites", have basically not been dispatched.

Under the infantry attack alone, the Third Army suffered heavy casualties, with the number of casualties reaching 10,000.

If we really have to wait until the Xixia people send out cavalry, the situation will only become more difficult.

Therefore, how could Zhang Dabang be happy when he was not even sure whether he could survive to the end...

Next chapter, this mission ends.
Chapter completed!