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Chapter 340 Li Shimin¡¯s Determination

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    Chapter 340 The Last Letter

    "kill!"

    "kill!"

    One by one, the new recruits picked up spears and stabbed the Western Turkic prisoners of war on the opposite side to death. The fat man looked panicked, and finally picked up the spears on the ground.

    "ah!"

    The fat man roared, and the spear pierced the body of the Western Turkic prisoner of war. The prisoner screamed, and a mouthful of blood spurted on the fat man's face.

    This greatly stimulated the fat man. His body was completely out of control of his mind, and he thrust out the spear again.

    The prisoner of war fell to the ground. The fat man dropped the spear in his hand and murmured: "I killed someone I killed someone"

    The fat man sat down on the ground, panting continuously.

    The veteran glanced at the fat man and handed him the water bag.

    The fat man drank half a bag of water in one breath before he could catch his breath.

    The veteran asked: "Judging from your accent, you must be from Heyou."

    "My hometown is in Lanzhou, Heyou, and later I moved to the vicinity of Qinzhou. During the Li Zhi Rebellion, all my family members died, and I was the only one left. In order to make a living, I became a soldier."

    ¡°I can only farm, but I can¡¯t fight¡± The fat man started crying as he spoke.

    "A grown man, why are you crying like a girl?" The veteran curled his lips.

    "Where are you from?" the fat man asked the veteran.

    The veteran said: "I am a soldier of Guannei Road. I have been a soldier since the 15th year of Zhenguan. It has been more than seven years now."

    "Are you a soldier?"

    "Well, no wonder you kill people without blinking an eye. Your soldiers are really powerful," the fat man said.

    The Tang Dynasty implemented the government army system. The government soldiers served for life, and the soldiers and peasants were integrated into one. However, the number of government soldiers was small. There were only 633 zhechongfu in the country, and the total number of government soldiers was only a few hundred thousand.

    So when it comes to war, in order to make up for the lack of military strength, the country often recruits soldiers. Veterans are government soldiers, while fat men are recruited soldiers.

    Generally speaking, the quality and fighting will of the recruited soldiers are weaker than those of the Fu soldiers. Therefore, the Fu soldiers are the elite of the Tang Dynasty and are the main force, while the recruited soldiers are just supplements.

    Hearing what the fat man said, the veteran's face showed a trace of pride, and he said: "I work as a soldier in the palace. I usually work as a farmer. When there is war, I serve as a soldier, and I am also a soldier of the Qianniu Guards, the direct line of the emperor. If I hadn't done it twice,  It¡¯s been brushed off a long time ago.¡±

    ¡°Swish, swish, swish¡­¡±

    While he was talking, countless feather arrows struck again.

    "Get ready to fight, the Turks are coming!" Zhao Tianming said.

    The veteran held a shield over his head with one hand, thrust the spear into the fat man's hand with the other, and said, "Coward, get up and kill the enemy!"

    "I told you, I'm not a coward!" the fat man shouted.

    "Don't be a coward, let's see on the battlefield!" After saying this, the veteran came to the crenel, took out his bow and arrow and shot into the distance

    The battle lasted for another three days and three nights. The Western Turks launched wave after wave of attacks on the Qinzhou city, regardless of casualties.

    The defenders in the city fought bloody battles, but suffered heavy casualties. By the early morning of the seventh day of the battle, the Western Turks under the city had lost 50,000 people, while the Tang army defending the city had less than 3,000 people left.

    Everyone knows that it is the last moment.

    Above the city, flames were raging, and the soldiers guarding the city raised a bonfire. The blood on Zhao Tianming's body had dried up. He was holding a single curled sword in his hand, sitting on the ground and breathing heavily.

    Having fought for six days and six nights, Tang Jun's physical strength and energy had reached their limit. Many Tang Jun fell asleep just sitting there.

    Zhao Tianming's brigade originally had a hundred people, but until now, including him, there were only eight people left in the war. One of the veteran's right arms had been cut off and he was bleeding all over. He was leaning against the crenellations of the city wall with a pale face as he sat down.  Standing, without a trace of strength.

    Fatty was lucky, and he always turned disaster into good fortune. At this point in the battle, Fatty had no other injuries except an arrow in his arm.

    In the distance, the Turks are gathering, preparing to launch the final attack.

    Zhao Tianming smiled miserably, showing his white teeth, and said: "Brothers, come here."

    The fat man walked to Zhao Tianming's side, while the veteran shook his head exhaustedly and said, "Commander Zhao he can't crawl anymore"

    Zhao Tianming looked sad and said in a hoarse voice: "Brothers, it seems that Qinzhou City cannot be defended. No matter what we do, we can't let these foreigners capture us!"

      "Commander Zhao, we listen to you." Several soldiers said one after another.

    "Are you all afraid of death?" Zhao Tianming asked.

    "Don't be afraid!" several soldiers said one after another.

    "I don't want to die, but I also don't want to be captured by these Turks" Fatty murmured.

    "Coward" The veteran in the distance spat out two words after hearing these words.

    "I told you, I'm not a coward!" The fat man's eyes turned red.

    A smile appeared on the veteran's face, but he stopped talking and just closed his eyes, as if he were dead.

    Zhao Tianming said: "There is not a single coward in our second brigade!"

    "Brothers, look over there! That's a grenade I specially got from the fellow who was in charge of military supplies when I came to Qinzhou. Only the most elite musketeers of the Tang Dynasty had this grenade. After a while, the Turks rushed up. Let's take it.  Fight the Turks with these grenades!"

    After Zhao Tianming finished speaking, he moved two large boxes of grenades over, gave each person a few grenades, and taught everyone how to use them.

    Zhao Tianming threw away the long bow that had no arrows, and said: "Brothers, tell me what you want to say. If you don't say it, you will have no chance."

    "Commander Zhao, I want to write a letter to my family, but I can't read."

    "I'll write it," said a bookish-looking soldier, one of the few literate people in the second brigade.

    "Yes, write down what you want to say, and then write the address, and let the surviving brothers deliver the letter to your family." Zhao Tianming said.

    "Come first, write a letter to your mother." A soldier came over.

    "E lives in Liujiazhuang, Shiliting, Daizhou, Hedong. His name is Liu Wusi. E's mother has no name, so everyone calls her Mrs. Liu."

    The soldier who wrote the letter immediately wrote down the address on the paper.

    "Go on."

    Liu Wusi scratched his head and said: "Mother, my son did not bring shame to our old Liu family. He killed ten Turks at the top of Qinzhou City. He was the most killed by our team."

    After Liu Wusi finished speaking, he looked proud.

    "Mom, my son is unfilial, and I'm afraid he won't be able to see you through to the end of his life. The second son's wife is too powerful, so you can stay at the third son's house from now on. I have saved some money as a soldier over the years, so I put it under your bed.  In the box, with this money, the third wife¡¯s wife can treat you better"

    Speaking of this, Liu Wusi choked up a little, and many soldiers also shed tears.

    "Mom, please kowtow to me, son. He died fighting for the country and has never brought shame to you."

    Liu Wusi knelt down facing the east, kowtowed three times, and roared sadly: "Mother! My son is unfilial!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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