After a morning of fighting, Xie Xinghua and the others were already exhausted, and now they are all injured, what a tragic word.

The people of the Rakshasa country also seemed to see the predicament of the Ming people, and even the frontal attack became more violent.

Taking advantage of the fact that the enemy on the flank had not yet attacked, Xie Xinghua and the others were cleaning up the battlefield while stuffing horse meat into their mouths, not to mention that they had collected eight or nine grenades.

The grenades of the Rakshasa Kingdom are similar in appearance to the grenades of the Ming Dynasty, and they are counterfeits at first glance.

"Lao Jie, come over and help, I can't hold it here!" Lu Fuming shouted at Xie Xinghua.

"It's over!" Xie Xinghua instructed the others to hold the side, while he ran towards Lu Fuming with a grenade.

"Next!" Xie Xinghua distributed the grenade to Lu Fuming and Yu Liang.

"That's good stuff!" Yu Liang shook his sour arm and said.

"Save some money, you two go eat something first, let's guard here." Xie Xinghua picked up a scimitar of the Rakshasa Kingdom from the ground, played it twice, seemed inadequate, and picked up his own bladed war knife.

From noon to evening, the soldiers of the Rakshasa Kingdom launched attacks from all directions without interruption, and more than a dozen Ming soldiers from the border army fell one by one, and finally even Gu Jia dragged his thin body and carried his knife into the battle formation.

The afterglow of the setting sun disappeared from the sky, and night finally fell, and the Rakshasa people retreated.

They had to retreat, the cliff was already steep, and there was snow in between, and it was tantamount to death to force the mountain at night with poor vision.

Colonel Mel was furious at the bottom of the mountain, and thousands of men attacked a thousand, but they couldn't even attack the top of the mountain, and more than 600 died.

God is pitiful, there are less than thirty people on the mountain, if His Majesty Alexei knows about this record, where does he, the commander, still have the face?

But that's the case, just like Morozov, who was beaten by the prince of the Ming Dynasty, Mel felt angry for no reason, as if he had no place to vent his strength.

"Lord Colonel, after a day of fighting, they must not be able to hold on, and you see, they haven't even had time to bring their futon......" Herag pointed to the Daming man's bag on the ground, and said with bad intentions.

It was the cold winter in the north, Mo said that there was no mattress, and even if there were, the possibility of being frozen to death in this mountain wilderness was extremely great, and no one understood the ruthlessness of the winter night here better than them.

Mel calmed down after listening, yes, maybe tomorrow morning without them attacking, the Ming people have already ......

Gu Jia and the others at the top of the cliff were indeed at the end of their crossbows, and Han Wu, who had broken his leg by the explosion, did not survive in the end, and he had already lost his breath in the middle of the afternoon.

Zhai Chu was accidentally pulled off the cliff by the Rakshasa soldiers, and died with the soldiers, and now the only ones who can stand on the top of the cliff are the five priests and a male baby, and even Gu Jia was stabbed in the leg.

The most difficult thing to do was that the matter was urgent, and in addition to the books that Gu Jia bought, there was only a little horse meat in the few boxes that were carried, not only did there be no leather mattress, but the horse meat had been eaten almost all day.

Xie Xinghua lit a bonfire at the top of the cliff, anyway, now that he is surrounded by heavy troops, he doesn't have to worry about being discovered by the enemy.

Xie Xinghua counted the surviving robes one by one, the seventeen brothers who laughed with him in the Chahar Khanate, except for Fang Dagang, there were only ten left standing now.

Lu Fuming and Yu Liang were already injured, and they had been fighting all day with new injuries, and now they couldn't even stand up.

Xie Xinghua was also stabbed twice in the back and right hind leg, especially the penetrating wound on the right hind leg, and the bleeding has not stopped until now.

The atmosphere was a bit dreary, and everyone realized that they might not be able to escape this fate.

"Lao Ke, help us pull a pig from there!" Xie Xinghua suddenly rushed at Ke Yunfeidao.

His own leg was seriously injured and he was no longer able to move normally, Ke Yunfei was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, and silently dragged the corpse of a Rakshasa soldier from the edge of the cliff and threw it in front of Xie Xinghua.

In front of everyone, Xie Xinghua carried a knife and sliced a piece of meat from the corpse's thigh, and then handed it to Ke Yunfei.

Ke Yunfei didn't hesitate at all, and put the meat skewers on the war knife and roasted them on the fire.

"What do you see? There is food everywhere, and the living can starve to death. Xie Xinghua seemed to be very tired, but he still teasingly said to the priests who were staring at them in surprise.

"It's just that if you don't eat, you'll starve to death." Wu Peng also took the meat handed over by Xinghua.

"We remember that there is another poem, what is it called...... What ......" Xie Xinghua is not very literate, and he didn't remember it after thinking about it for a long time.

"Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood." Gu Jia took over the conversation, and after speaking, he also took the slices of meat handed over by Xie Xinghua.

"Yes, yes, that's it, we cut down hundreds of people today, it's worth it! Even if we get to the bottom, we can brag to the brothers below! Xie Xinghua said as he distributed the meat to everyone.

Ke Yunfei knew that he had frightened the priests, and even with John Tang and Yu Le with a sad face, they prayed with a cross on their chests, and handed out the remaining bit of horse meat.

But who knew that the three newly joined priests had poor psychological quality, and the people ate sweetly, and vomited without eating the horse meat, which made all the border soldiers laugh.

In the middle of the night, Ke Yunfei and a few other soldiers who could still stand up took off all the clothes on the corpse of the Rakshasa Kingdom on the top of the cliff and spread them together to let Gu Jia and the priests, who were not very good, sleep, while they themselves snuggled up to each other by a stone.

In order to prevent the Rakshasa people from sneaking up in the middle of the night, the north and south sides had to send one person each to keep an eye on them, which was a chore, not only could they not sleep, but they couldn't even bake the fire.

The twentieth day of the first lunar month passed by in a hurry, and at night, the Kerbu Mountain, which had been silent for countless years, finally returned to silence, and no one saw that Lord Xie Xinghua, the deputy of the Ming Jinyi Guard, who was still giggling just now, had passed away quietly......

The next morning, Wu Peng, the chief flag officer, woke up, he patted Lu Fuming beside him, and found that Lu Fuming had no reaction.

"Lao Lu! Lao Lu! Wu Peng got up, shook Lu Fuming, and found that his body was already stiff.

"Solve thousands of households! Solve thousands of households! - "Gu Jia, who woke up immediately, almost fainted with a soft foot.

Although Xie Xinghua has a big personality, his loyalty to the Ming Dynasty can be learned from the world, but now it is ...... Now the thousands of households who were still hungry for Hulu meat yesterday have become a monument to this Kerb Mountain.

There was no sadness in his countenance, and the corners of his mouth seemed to rise slightly, but this debauchery and uninhibited were frozen forever.

"Master Gu, Lao Ke and Song Jun on duty also froze to death, Yu ...... Brother Yu didn't survive either! Chen Yishan was only in his early twenties, wiping tears and crying bitterly.

He was so tired last night that he fell asleep not long after, but he didn't know that Yu Liang covered him with his clothes in the middle of the night.

Yu Liang was already injured, where could he withstand the cold on the top of the mountain, maybe he also felt that he couldn't survive the night......

Five brothers froze to death in one night, which no one expected.

The man who was beaten with iron, even in the situation last night, the man who could still eat the corpse with a laugh, finally couldn't hold back his tears at this moment.

Grief and reluctance filled the hearts of the rest of the people, and even the three new priests took up their scimitars, and these great men gave them the only bedding and the only horse meat, and they chose to die.

God, is this your gift? If so, the slave will die a terrible death!

"Master Gu, the enemy has started attacking again!" Wu Peng wiped a handful of tears and walked over from the edge of the cliff.

"There is death and no life today! Brother, and wait for us below! Ke Yunfei didn't say anything more, picked up a war knife and walked towards the cliff mouth.

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