At dawn the next day, a gust of wind blew a trace of cold air. Liu Mo finally saw how many Zhou troops were outside the city.

Outside Rongcheng, a fortification arranged with sharpened wooden stakes were set up, and the spearmen and archers were responsible for defending. After the defense line, the camp stretched to the distance, and the smoke from the cooking stove was like a slender finger.

Rising from hundreds of campfires, fully armed people sat under the trees to sharpen their weapons, and some put pointed spears on their spears. The three-year sun and moon flags of the Zhou Dynasty fluttered in the wind, and the flagpole penetrated deeply into the muddy ground.

According to a rough calculation, there were at least 10,000 Zhou troops within their sight.

But Liu Mo knew that this was not the whole enemy.

This is just a vanguard force, and the siege weapons are only siege ladders and grab hooks.

Large siege weapons such as catapults, rushing cars, nest cars, and ladders have not yet appeared. The real test is still to come!

About the hour of the year, the enemy sent a unit to hold up the white flag.

Liu Mo knew that this was not a surrender, but a temporary truce so that both sides could clean up the bodies of their respective soldiers.

The Zhou soldiers led by the leader brought a sentence to Liu Mo, and Yang Yizhi praised him: "Brother Liu, I underestimate you for my brother!"

He did not make things difficult for the other party, but asked the person who came back to bring back a sentence: "Brother Yang, each other, each other!"

The Zhou Dynasty soldiers who carried the bodies were wrapped tightly, with only eyes exposed on their faces. There were people on both sides who specifically dealt with the funeral of the deceased, and the Zhou Dynasty believed that it was unlucky to see the face of death.

After seeing the other party transporting the last cart of soldiers away, Liu Mo turned around and wanted to attend the funeral of his own soldiers.

The grave has been dug, Huo Cheng has counted the casualties, and has listed a list and handed it to Liu Mo.

When I opened it, I saw a familiar name written on the first line.

Dong Xusheng had three knife wounds on his body and shot his right arrow into his right eye, not dead!

Li Guangrun, died in battle!

Money goes to death!

Hu Yongchen was seriously injured, lost his left arm and an ear!

Zhou Zhushan, died in battle/who is unknown!

"What does it mean to be unknown?" Liu Mo immediately asked after seeing Zhou Zhushan's name.

"Sir, this person's 'corpse' is covered in blood and cannot recognize his face." Huo Cheng replied, "but his height and clothes are extremely similar. It is so small that he cannot determine whether it is him."

"This stupid guy is not that capable of finding someone to take the blame under my nose!" Liu Mo thought to himself, "Let's just count him dead!"

The other two fools sacrifice their lives for the country, so the grudges between you and me will be eliminated.

And Dong Xusheng, Hu Yongchen...Liu Mo grinned.

"Sir, do you want it..." Huo Cheng made a neck wiping action.

It’s done? Then it’s said that it’s serious injury and incurable? It’s too cruel!

These two guys are a bit abominable, but there seems to be no need to kill them.

Although I don’t know how they survived, since they have such a big life, forget it, forget it!

"Try your best to heal!" Liu Mo whispered.

Maybe I can still use it next time I fight, hahaha!

Let’s look at the others. The battle overnight lost fifty-seven Great Xia soldiers.

One of them was the light cavalry brought by Zhu Min, and the other forty-six were temporarily recruited soldiers who had already been appointed to the officials of Rongcheng.

"Each soldier who died was paid thirty taels of pension, and I will pay the silver." Liu Mo announced, "If the family members are in Rongcheng, they must go to their homes to comfort them."

Huo Cheng received the order and retreated.

Then, Liu Mo asked Gong Xiaorou to go back first.

Afterwards, he gave Zhu Min a eulogy, buried the dead Daxia soldiers, and returned to his temporary residence to rest.

Once he got home and his body was relaxed, the fierce battle overnight exhausted him, but even so, he found it difficult to fall asleep.

As long as you close your eyes, the terrifying faces of the Zhou Dynasty soldiers appeared in front of you and couldn't get rid of them!

After finally falling asleep, he woke him up with a scream of killing.

"Isn't it? Didn't you raise the white flag and truce? Why did it start again?"

There is no reason to be scolded, and war is war.

Yang Yizhi's tactics are more than just arranging spies, and they work together inside and outside to create chaos.

The endless "suicide" attack was another vicious plan for him.

Grab the steel sword and "vowed", straight up to the city wall, and join the battle...

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The day and night after that, the battle continued.

Liu Mo didn't remember when he fell asleep last time. When he closed his eyes, he dreamed of fighting; when he opened his eyes, he was fighting.

Even when he was resting far away from the city wall, he could hear endless "dongdong" sounds, which were the sound of iron axes cutting wood, and if he rested in the greenhouse on the top of the city wall, the sound was even louder.

Yang Yizhi also asked the sledgehammer and long saw to join the work. Once, he was exhausted and was about to fall asleep when suddenly a loud noise came from the forest, and a big tree fell down with a bang, rolling up dust and leaves.

He knew that this was one of Yang Yizhi's plans. Making a loud noise can not only disturb the sleep of the Daxia defenders. At the same time, it can also obtain wood burning, make siege equipment, fortifications, etc.

When Zhao Da came to find him, Liu Mo was already awake and lay in dismay on the floor under the city wall, covered with a blanket sent by Lin Shiqi. "Son-in-law," Zhao Da said, shaking his shoulders, "It's dawn." He pulled Liu Mo and helped him up.

Other Daxia defenders also woke up, pushing each other in the narrow space, putting on armor, and taking weapons. No one spoke. They were all too tired to talk.

These days, few people even leave the city walls. Climbing up and down takes too much time.

"I dreamed that the sixth prince is coming," Zhao Da said happily. "The Daxia court received an eight hundred miles of emergency from his son-in-law, and the sixth prince came with a large army. I dreamed that the nine-clawed golden dragon battle flag of the Daxia court."

Liu Mo forced himself to smile, "That must be very pleasant, Zhao Da." He deliberately ignored the wounds in the tiger's mouth, which was caused by long-term holding of the sword.

Walk to the city wall, face the sun, and welcome the new day.

With a fixed eye, the Zhou Dynasty archers were pushing the cover and moving forward quietly not far away.

"The Zhou Dynasty's miscellaneous things are coming to die again!" Zhao Da announced this happily these days.

It was a good thing that he could say this, Liu Mo thought to himself, someone would have to joke about it.

Just yesterday, a "breakfast arrow" shot into the thigh of a small flag official in the Great Xia Dynasty. Until now, if someone is willing to take the risk of exploring the city, he can still see his body lying at the foot of the city wall.

Yes, let the bodies pile up outside the city wall.

You are humble and I can't blame me for not being virtuous. I agreed to raise the white flag and quit the battle. I insisted on refusing to repent in the middle of the journey, so I don't even think about collecting the body in the future.

The Daxia defenders on the city wall and inside the city wall will be buried, while the Zhou Dynasty soldiers, Liu Mo, would cut off their heads and hang them on the city wall to serve as a warning. The bodies would be pushed directly down the city wall, no matter how high they piled up!

"It seems like a new trick!" Zhao Da spoke again.

Liu Mo looked carefully through the gaps in the city wall. The bunker was a tilted wooden board with wheels, which was wide enough to cover the five Zhou Dynasty soldiers. The enemy archers pushed it closer, and then knelt behind and shot arrows through the gap.
Chapter completed!