It has been five days since Wu Daofu gave the signal to return, but until now, Zhao Xingdou and the others have not found the slightest trace of Wu Daofu and their men.

In the past five days, the attacks of the natives have become more and more crazy and dangerous day by day, and the more than 1,000 villagers who were the first to be sent to Bengang are now only two or three hundred people who can still stand on the field, and the team members of Bengang are only in their early two hundred. If it weren't for the fact that Yumo had been organizing and mobilizing in the rear, and from time to time he sent hundreds of villagers up to make up for the manpower on the city wall, as early as four days ago, this Bengang would have been owned by the natives.

Even so, Bengang is now precarious, and could be occupied by the natives at any time.

On the city wall, among the three people who commanded the battle in Bengang, only Zhao Xingdou was left who could barely stand on the wall, but now he was also covered with wounds, and one of his left arms was also clamped by the first aid staff with a wooden board and hung on his chest with a bandage, and his head and forehead were also wrapped in bandages, and blood oozed from time to time.

Wu Hu and An Xianguo were much more miserable than Zhao Xingdou: Wu Hu was too crazy to kill, and he rushed into the indigenous crowd of people, but then failed to rush out because of exhaustion, and when the team members knocked the indigenous people out of the city and turned him out of the sea of corpses, he was already dying, and there was only one breath left to hang there; And An Xianguo was very unlucky, a cold arrow shot from nowhere pierced his throat on the spot, the rippled blood foam and the pain of not being able to breathe instantly made him unconscious, if it weren't for the obvious progress in Bengang's surgical technology now, and the feather arrow did not hurt his main vessel, but let him pick up a life, but the postoperative infection and also made him still unconscious, whether he can resist it depends on his luck.

But fortunately, Xiang Yong found a Du Rui, and let Zhao Xingdou know how superficial the battle formations and tactical movements they thought they were trained to be effective. Li Tianyang and these people, none of them really understand military matters, training ethics from childhood to adulthood, in fact, more of what Li Tianyang brought from later generations, half-understood things, these battle formations, tactics, in the face of pirates, natives, although not invincible, but also make Hongtang soldiers stronger. But in the eyes of veterans like Du Rui who have really experienced the military, they are just showmen.

Regardless of the others, this seems to be a well-guarded fortification, before Du Rui, but more than a thousand warriors resisted the attacks of thousands of natives, which is quite complacent in Zhao Xingdou's heart, but in Du Rui's eyes, it is full of loopholes.

In many places, manpower is too concentrated, but many areas that should be strictly defended are understaffed, the cannon is unreasonable, there are many dead corners, and the timing of the use of falling rocks and rolling logs is not right, etc., in Zhao Xingdou, what they thought was normal and even complacent, in Du Rui's mouth, it was an unsightly stupid thing.

It was precisely with Du Rui's assistance that Bengang was able to resist the increasingly strong indigenous attacks with the human resources at the time of the war.

And as the manpower gradually died out in the siege, although the offensive was still as strong as ever, it could be seen that the natives' stamina was insufficient. The seven days of repeated sieges have always made the indigenous tribes feel that they can take the Bengang, but in the end, the Bengang is still standing there steadily, let you blow the wind and rain.

The casualties of the natives were also quite numerous, and the number of eight or nine thousand natives, after seven days of siege battles, was now able to stand under Bengang and gasp for breath, and there were less than five thousand. Among them, there are still many people with injuries, and their combat effectiveness will inevitably be affected.

Under such casualties, it must be false to say that the natives did not retreat in their hearts, but now their tribes are already difficult to ride tigers. Especially after losing so many clansmen, if you can't conquer Bengang, plunder the population and food from it to enrich your own tribe, retreating at this time, waiting for all of them, it will inevitably be the end of death and annihilation.

At this time, among the clans' stations, more than a dozen clan chiefs and elders gathered together, completely lacking their original ambition and complacency, but a little more frustrated and remorseful about the future and lightly starting the war team.

"Patriarchs, the path in front of us now, we can't choose, according to the Bengang people, it is called opening the bow and there is no turning back, since we have reached this point, we have no way to retreat." I haven't seen him for a few days, and Elder Dahai, who was full of vigor and vigor at the beginning, suddenly seemed to be more than ten years old, and even the originally gray hair on his head has turned completely white in the anxiety of these days, and his central worry and sadness can be seen: "I called everyone here today, but I want to tell you that with the manpower and mental strength of our current clans, we can no longer drag it out, so what I mean is that today I will trim up for a day, let the clansmen have a good rest, and then tomorrow morning, all the warriors will fight with all their strength, After this battle, it is not life or death!! ”

The last courage came from the mouth of the old man, so that many people below were defeated, and the patriarchs who had lost their fighting spirit raised their heads, stared at the old man with strong spirits, and finally revealed a bit of recklessness and courage that belonged to the natives in their complicated eyes.

"Elder Dahai is right, now we are all in that boat, if this boat capsizes, no one can escape. Don't think that you can ask for forgiveness from the stupid Hong Kong people in the future, since we chose this path, then presumably the stupid Hong Kong will not let go of our clans in the future, if you want to survive, only in addition to this stupid Hong Kong, we have a glimmer of life! "The first person to speak was none other than the Patriarch Leiba, who seemed to be rough and willful, but was actually shrewd and introverted.

As a patriarch with considerable foresight and foresight, he had already been secretly aware of the various changes in the tribe brought about by Bengang, so when Elder Dahai sent someone to persuade him, he also joined this alliance against Bengang. Today's trip to the alliance of all races can be successful, and his threading is indispensable, and several small clans in the alliance are still pulled in by him. He knew very well that no matter whether other clans could regain Bengang's forgiveness, but his clan would never be able to get Bengang's forgiveness, and their clan could only follow the culprit Zhuluoshan Society and go all the way to the dark.

The war is here, no matter whether the clans have other ideas, but at this time there is not much room for them to choose, and now that Dahai has made up his mind to fight the last battle, then the dead and wounded clansmen are not counted, and the clans that have become a fire and water in Bengang, and finally have such a game, then this is their last hope.

If you succeed, you will live, and if you fail, you will die!

(End of chapter)