Chapter 483

One stick of incense!

One quarter of an hour!

Half an hour!

One hour!

A full hour had passed!

By now, the soldiers on the Dongmen wall felt their arms were so sore they couldn't lift them, and their fingers pulling the bowstrings were raw and bloody.

But Duan Yu below the wall continued to swing the Heaven-Dragon City-Breaking Halberd tirelessly.

The corpses had piled up layer upon layer like a small hill.

There was absolutely no place to step on either side of the gate.

Men and horse corpses were piled layer upon layer.

Yet the Qiang soldiers and the Huangzhong Righteous Cavalry could never cross the parallel lines on either side of Duan Yu.

The cavalry stopped their charge.

The infantry were also retreating, squeezed by the pressure from behind.

Terror showed in everyone's eyes.

Their courage was broken!

Duan Yu, alone, had broken the courage of the Western Qiang army outside the Dongmen!

All the Western Qiang soldiers who witnessed Duan Yu, who looked like a god of slaughter descended, were terrified.

And the Han soldiers on the wall looked at Duan Yu with eyes of reverence, as if he were a god.

Is this even human?

In this hour, Duan Yu had guarded the gate alone, and it was impossible to calculate how many people he had killed.

Although there were soldiers on the wall helping to snipe with arrows.

But to hold off the charge of an army of ten thousand with only one man's strength.

Although he had the advantage of terrain, this was absolutely not something a human could do.

Dong!

The heavy Heaven-Dragon City-Breaking Halberd in Duan Yu's hand was planted in the blood-soaked ground beside him.

Just this casual movement made all the Western Qiang soldiers outside the Dongmen retreat involuntarily.

The battlefield of tens of thousands was now strangely silent.

Only the sound of the wind and heavy breathing remained.

He took a deep breath.

Duan Yu felt his arms going numb.

This was his limit.

These two hours were his limit.

If he continued like this, he wouldn't be able to hold on either.

But fortunately, fortunately he had succeeded.

He had successfully relieved the pressure on the west and north of the city, and at the same time, crushed the morale of the Western Qiang.

Morale and provisions are the two most important factors in determining victory on the battlefield.

He went down the wall alone and opened the gate mainly to attract the attention of the Western Qiang army and transfer the pressure from the west and north of the city.

Fortunately...

Fortunately, he had a cheat.

Otherwise, this situation would be a dead end.

Even if Li Mu were resurrected, he wouldn't be able to hold this Yunwu City.

He pulled out the Heaven-Dragon City-Breaking Halberd planted beside him.

Duan Yu glanced at the Western Qiang soldiers in the distance behind him, then slowly walked back into the gate tunnel.

Inside the gate tunnel, the Red Dragon Cloud-Treader held its head high, snorting proudly, welcoming Duan Yu's return.

And inside the city, Tie Shitou and Wang Hunu, who were ready to step forward to support him at any time, as well as all the soldiers who had come down the wall ready to fight to the death with Duan Yu, looked at Duan Yu as he walked in with extremely fanatical eyes.

Creak~

Accompanied by the sound of grinding teeth.

The soldiers inside the city pushed the heavy double doors, pushing the corpses near the gate tunnel out at the same time.

As the gate slowly closed.

Many Western Qiang soldiers could only see the red cloak, which had gradually shrunk into a red line through the crack in the door, as if soaked in blood.

"How are the west and north sides of the city?"

Duan Yu hung the Heaven-Dragon City-Breaking Halberd on the saddle, freeing his sore and swollen arms.

Tie Shitou and Wang Hunu hurried forward.

"Held, we held."

Duan Yu nodded slightly and said, "Let the soldiers rest well, and carry the wounded off the wall to rescue them as much as possible."

"These soldiers who recover from their injuries will be the true elite on the battlefield in the future."

Limited by medical conditions, soldiers who were injured in ancient times basically lost their value.

A wound that didn't seem serious was extremely easy to get infected due to hygiene and medical reasons.

And a minor infection could cost a soldier his life.

Minor injuries depended on endurance, and major injuries depended on fate.

Duan Yu had this awareness very early on, so when training Tie Shitou, Wang Hunu, and others, he taught them how to handle wounds on the battlefield in an emergency.

It was just that he had been in Liangzhou for too short a time and hadn't had time to promote things like military doctors.

"Where is Wang Yi?" Duan Yu looked at Tie Shitou and asked, "How is she?"

Tie Shitou suddenly remembered Wang Yi and looked toward the city wall. "Battalion Commander Wang was injured; she was cut on the back by a blade. When I came over from the West City, I wanted her to go down the wall for treatment, but she seemed to have followed anyway."

Duan Yu also turned his head to look at the city wall.

Then he took Tie Shitou and Wang Hunu and walked toward the wall.

It was exactly as Duan Yu expected.

Before he even walked up to the wall, the sound of the Western Qiang army blowing the retreat horn sounded outside the city.

When Duan Yu stepped up the stairs step by step to the wall.

The soldiers on both sides of the stairs, including those on the wall, looked at Duan Yu with fanatical eyes.

At this moment, no words were needed; those silent and fanatical gazes already explained Duan Yu's status in everyone's hearts.

Duan Yu had done it.

He had fulfilled every vow he made before opening the gate.

As long as there was one Han citizen behind him.

As long as there was an inch of Han land under his feet.

He would never retreat until death!

"General, Battalion Commander Wang is here."

Two soldiers carried the seriously injured and unconscious Wang Yi to Duan Yu.

Duan Yu frowned slightly, seeing Wang Yi, whose face was pale and whose lips were bloodless.

He also saw the leather armor on her back that had been slashed open by a blade, and the rolled-up flesh.

Duan Yu shook his shoulders and grabbed the bright red cloak behind him.

Then he tore it open with both hands.

And wrapped Wang Yi up.

"Carry her down, send her to the county office, and let the doctor in the city go to treat her immediately," Duan Yu said with a frown.

The soldiers nodded repeatedly and then carried the unconscious Wang Yi down the wall.

He glanced at the Western Qiang army that had already retreated in the distance.

Duan Yu immediately ordered to prepare for defense, rest, and reorganize the army.

The soldiers could rest, but he couldn't.

He still had one important thing to do. ===== CHAPTER 485 =====