Such a brutal battle had never happened in the western troop's many years of war.
After all, the enemies they faced were different. Dongxuan and Ziyou's armies were fundamentally different.
The Empire of Ziyou's army's individual combat ability was second to none in this world, but they had never gained the upper hand against Yutang's army that excelled in teamwork. Yutang's western troop, who had always gained the upper hand against Ziyou's army, had always felt that their combat power was the best in Yutang. Previously, Marshal Wang of the western troop had given the order for the western reinforcements to snatch Yutang's top troop, but now, witnessing the eastern battle with their own eyes, the western elites felt their hearts skip a beat.
Tens of thousands of corpses had been lost in a single battle!
Sun Zihu entered the Fortress of Resilience in a daze, but he was immediately warmly welcomed by the defending generals. Fu Baoguo had even come out personally to receive him and treat him with the highest of honors.
Holding Sun Zihu's hand, Fu Baoguo's eyes were brimming with tears.
The Fortress of Resilience was in dire need of reinforcements right now.
Perhaps, it should be said that the Fortress of Resilience had always needed reinforcements, but the need for reinforcements was already pressing. Without reinforcements, the Fortress of Resilience could no longer be defended. It was in a precarious situation and could easily be destroyed.
Faced with Han Sanhe's ferocious attack, Fu Baoguo's four hundred thousand men were decreasing at a speed that pained him to the core. There were less than two hundred and fifty thousand men who could fight now.
These two hundred and fifty thousand men included the Steel Cavalry who could not participate in the defense of the fortress and the thirty thousand men that belonged to Fu Baoguo's secret troop.
In other words, there were only eighty thousand men left to participate in the daily defense of the fortress.
Almost every single one of these eighty thousand people was exhausted and exhausted. They were barely holding on and could collapse at any moment.
Fu Baoguo's face was pale, his eyes sunken and he was almost out of shape. He, who had always paid attention to his appearance, now looked like a middle-aged uncle with stubble all over his face.
In spite of this, the concealed killing intent still proved that Fu Baoguo was still holding on, still holding on, still abiding by the promise he had made to Yun Yang that day.
"Marshal Fu, you've worked hard! Sun Zihu has led a hundred and fifty thousand brothers from the Western Army to participate in the battle. The reinforcements from the Western Front will all listen to Marshal Fu's commands. Orders will be strictly executed, and there will be no objections! "
To be able to become an elite in the army, they were basically veterans. With just a glance at the battlefield, Sun Zihu and the 150,000 western troops had a good understanding of the current situation. They were even more impressed by the eastern troops!
The Top Troop of Yutang lived up to its reputation. It lived up to its reputation!
"Marshal, your wish of us taking back Yutang's top troop is really slim. At least, we don't have much confidence in it!"
Battles were always two-sided!
To be able to beat the enemy so miserably, the price they had to pay couldn't be any better!
"Brothers, you've worked hard."
Fu Baoguo smiled warmly and happily. "Brothers, it's been a long and arduous journey. Just looking at your attire is enough to tell you that. I'll have a good meal tonight and then I'll sleep. There's no need to worry about the war. Let's talk about it after we recover. We'll need to rely on you guys in the future, but not now! "
"Yes." Sun Zihu was also a man who knew how to fight. Naturally, he knew that Fu Baoguo's words were sincere and that he was truly thinking for the western troop.
He had led a hundred and fifty thousand brothers to rush all the way. Although they had arrived a day and a half earlier and their morale was high, their stamina was already at its limit. Everyone was exhausted. If they were to join the battle now, they would only be slaughtered.
They weren't here to help, but to throw their lives away!
A night of rest was indeed necessary. It was absolutely necessary!
The reinforcements who had traveled such a long way, in addition to familiarizing themselves with the war, the terrain, and the situation, would need at least two days of rest before they could fully recover and assimilate.
However, both Sun Zihu and Fu Baoguo knew that Han Sanhe would never give them this buffer time.
Indeed, on the same night that the reinforcements arrived, Dongxuan's army launched another attack on the Fortress of Resilience under Han Sanhe's command. It was an unprecedentedly powerful attack!
The three hundred thousand soldiers of Dongxuan were divided into six waves by Han Sanhe, who attacked relentlessly without any break in between. The sounds of battle shook the heavens.
Fu Baoguo tried his best to divide the defending troops into three waves, taking turns to go forward. Many of the soldiers were truly exhausted. They carried the rocks and walked, but when they suddenly fell to the ground, they did not faint from exhaustion; they died from exhaustion.
Fu Baoguo's expression was steely, his heart was steely as well. He knew that he had to get through this. If he could not, the Fortress of Resilience would fall without a doubt. On the other hand, with the aid of the western reinforcements, he could continue fighting Han Sanhe!
"Marshal, deploy the Steel Cavalry and the Serving Troop to help defend the fort." Many of the Steel Cavalry generals and Fu Baoguo's secret troop came forward to plead, tears streaming down their faces. "We can't go on like this! The brothers who defend the fort are dying of exhaustion! "
Fu Baoguo's expression was like a rock. "No! It's your time to rest now. Go back to sleep! We can still hold on here! We don't need your help! "
The faces of the generals of the two elite troops were practically drenched in tears.
"The brothers can't take it anymore. They're watching their comrades die in battle, die from exhaustion, and they can't hold on any longer … but we're eating and sleeping every day, doing nothing … the brothers are going crazy."
Fu Baoguo said coldly, "Going crazy? No, we're not really crazy! Then you must continue to hold on! The day will come when it's your turn. Don't blame me for not reminding you when you're unlucky if you can't sleep or rest now! Now, I order you to scram! Even if you're really crazy, there's still a place for you to go crazy! Scram! "
The generals left with their heads hung low.
It was not that Fu Baoguo was steel-hearted and did not want to deploy the Steel Cavalry and the secret troop to defend the fort, but … he could not!
The Fortress of Resilience had to be defended.
However, Fu Baoguo already had a plan in mind against Han Sanhe's attack.
The Fortress of Resilience might not be able to hold on for much longer. Even if they managed to get through this, the amount of time they could hold on would still be limited with the help of the western reinforcements. Once the Fortress of Resilience was breached, the thirty thousand secret troop and a hundred and fifty thousand Steel Cavalry would be the foundation for Fu Baoguo to build another Fortress of Resilience!
If they were to be expended defending the fort now, it would be the greatest waste!
The greatest strength that a cavalry could unleash would always be on horseback!
It was never defending the fort!
Sun Zihu led his army and settled down in the empty barracks in the fort.
These barracks were initially filled with men, but now, they were empty, with barely a soul to be seen.
Looking at the clean and tidy military camp that was empty, the small tables and chairs in the tents, as well as the handwriting left behind by the officers and soldiers, the 150,000 elite soldiers of the western army cried like children.
"On the third day of the twelfth lunar month, arrive at the Fortress of Resilience. Fight for the country. Ten comrades will discuss their funeral arrangements. Their wills and the soldiers' provisions will be settled today. However, the brothers don't think that they'll die, so we laughed all night. "
"On the sixth of the twelfth month, the battle started today. We didn't go out to battle. In the afternoon, we saw many of our comrades' corpses being carried back and burned. The brothers were silent, the entire barracks so quiet you could hear a pin drop."
"On the seventh of the twelfth month, we went out to battle. Three of our brothers died in battle. When we returned to this tent, there were only seven of us left. We cried our hearts out. "
"On the ninth of the twelfth month, we fought. Two of our brothers died in battle. The remaining five cried their hearts out again, mourning our fallen brothers. "
"On the eleventh of the twelfth month, only Sun Dabiao and I came back. This time, there were no more tears. It wasn't that we wanted to cry but had no tears. Both of us placed our brothers' memorial tablets properly and bought wine with silver coins, getting drunk all night. We told our brothers not to go too far and to wait for us. We'll be back with the troops soon. "
"On the thirteenth of the twelfth month, Sun Dabiao died in battle …"
There was a small notebook in Sun Zihu's tent that only recorded the thirteenth of the twelfth month. There was nothing else after that.
The writer must have died for the country in the battle that followed.
This should be something recorded by a military secretary.
The team of ten arrived here on the third of the twelfth month, and all of them died in battle. All in all, it only took ten days.
There were also six days when it wasn't their turn to battle.
At the back of the small notebook, there were many pages torn off. It should be the wills that the soldiers used to write.
The last page was the one that said "Sun Dabiao died in battle". There were a few words on the back.
The handwriting was messy, as if it was erased after being written.
Sun Zihu tried his best to distinguish it. When he finally made it out, he suddenly burst into tears.
There were four words.
"I want to go home …"
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