Despite losing only his left eye, the boy felt he could still fight, but the intense pain that kept coming from his head made it extremely difficult for him to even stand up.
He guessed that perhaps he had not only lost sight in his left eye, but that the foreign object still lodged in his eye socket might have also damaged his brain, otherwise, how could he have ended up like this?
Blinding one eye doesn't mean losing hearing. At least a moment ago, he heard his companions shouting to retreat. He really wanted to pick up his bow and arrow and move on to another place, but the foreign object in his left eye kept blocking him and even pressed on his right eye, making it so that he could only see the surrounding scenery vaguely with his right eye.
The boy wasn't upset about being abandoned here. Brother Zhang had said before that once you're on the battlefield, if you get injured, no one will care about you unless the battle ends.
In the midst of a fierce battle, being injured means that death is not far away.
When he first lost his left eye, the loud noise of enemy artillery fire would make Xiao Hu tremble. Even though the artillery didn't hit him, he felt pain just from hearing the sounds.
Fortunately, after the rest of the people withdrew, the enemy's artillery fire gradually subsided, and Xiao Hu knew that they had also realized that the people here had been evacuated.
The diminishing and gradually disappearing sound of cannon fire also eased the boy's pain. At least for now, he wanted to try to stand up, pick up his bow and arrow, and fight alongside his comrades to the very end.
After all, if you're going to die anyway, dying in the final battle is better than dying quietly here.
With this last belief, Xiao Hu gritted his teeth, released his left hand and let the blood trickle from his eyes. In his blurry vision, he reached out and grabbed his bow and arrow, and then struggled to his feet.
His companions had already evacuated, so the enemy's attack on the city wall was coming to an end. At least for now, it was safe here. The boy had heard the news of the city gate being breached earlier, so he staggered over the corpses and headed toward the nearest southern horse path.
He had only taken a few dozen steps when the increasingly close roar behind him caused a sharp pain in his left eye. Xiao Hu gritted his teeth and turned to look back. The sight he saw with his remaining right eye made him freeze in surprise.
Several ladders are now sticking out from the dilapidated battlements.
The moment he saw the ladder, Xiao Hu began to tremble violently, as if his breath had stopped for a moment.
Without regard for anything else, he roared at the top of his lungs towards the distant city walls:
"Quickly retreat to defend! They're going to scale the city walls and attack!!!"
The forceful roar strained the muscles in his face, causing his already badly injured left eye to tear open again, spurting out blood. The intense pain made Xiao Hu tremble all over, and he could barely stand.
He shouted a few more times, but in the midst of the noisy battlefield, the boy's shouts were like a drop of rain falling into a vast ocean, destined to be swallowed up and never causing the slightest ripple.
"Damn it! They're trying to come in from the city wall!!!" Xiao Hu wiped the blood off his face, trying his best to suppress the pain, and sprinted forward to deliver the message.
But this violent movement caused his vision to go black after running a dozen steps, and the dizziness made him fall to the ground with a "thud".
Xiao Hu shook his head, wiping the blood beads off his face. When he turned his head, he saw that there was another pile of ladders on the battlements. He even felt that he could hear the enemy soldiers climbing them.
"It's too late..."
Despair washed over him like a tidal wave. Xiao Hu struggled to his feet, supporting himself with his hands, and threw away the bow and arrows in his hands.
With a "whoosh".
He drew the knife from his waist and walked alone toward the battlements.
Beneath the city wall, ladders brought in from outside the wall by sheep and horses were being continuously erected. In fact, while shooting at the city tower, the Yan army had already prepared to climb the tower after suppressing the enemy's firepower.
During the battle of Anyang County, Qin Ze was well aware of the dangers of the barbican. As for tonight's siege of Nanze, the Jin family will definitely defend this last stronghold with heavy troops, and they will do everything in their power to deliver a heavy blow to their side from within the barbican.
Therefore, he had already given orders to immediately storm the city after gaining a positive advantage!
The enemy's retreat spurred the Yan soldiers to accelerate their actions, and the attack on the barbican gate was merely a feint.
Once they reach the top of the city wall, they can fight their way in from above; that's what they need to do.
At this moment, the city wall is already covered with Yan soldiers, and the Yan soldiers at the top are wearing heavy armor and holding short swords in their mouths.
The first thing the "Pioneer Battalion" had to do was to kill all the enemies on the city wall, creating a better environment for the troops behind to scale the wall.
"Go! Go! Go!"
Amidst the urgent shouts, the Yan soldier at the top looked up at the battlements, only to suddenly see a pair of blood-stained hands appear on the ladder.
"Die!"
Xiao Hu, his face covered in blood and a ferocious expression, pushed the ladder with all his might, but the ladder was full of people, and even with all his strength, he could only lift it an inch.
Yanbing's face showed anger, and he immediately quickened his pace, eventually using both his hands and feet. In just a breath or two, he was about to climb over the city wall.
Xiao Hu was terrified and could only pick up the knife that was on the battlement and slash at it!
With a loud clang!
But in an instant, the Yan soldier took off his sword and slashed back.
Xiao Hu's arm jerked, a tingling sensation ran through his hand, and he staggered backward, almost falling to the ground.
Besides their formidable firearms, the enemy was also incredibly strong in close combat, which filled Xiao Hu with despair.
How can we fight against such fierce and powerful enemy soldiers? If they were to storm the city, Nanze would likely be awash in blood, and countless civilians would perish under their swords.
As soon as he stood firm, a dark figure leaped into the city wall; it was Yan Bing, clad in black armor.
Under the moonlight, his black armor gleamed with an icy sheen, just like the gleaming blade in his hand. As soon as he landed, he slashed down with it!
Xiao Hu gritted his teeth and raised his knife to meet the attack!
A crisp sound rang out as the sword clashed with its blade. The sword slipped from Xiao Hu's hand, and Yan Bing, eyes wide, moved with lightning speed and ferocity, stabbing forward without the slightest hesitation!
With the knife plunged into his abdomen, Xiao Hu stared wide-eyed at Yan Bing in a daze.
"So weak, yet you dare to fight?!" Yanbing drew his sword, snorted coldly, and walked forward. Xiao Hu collapsed to the ground at that moment.
Blood gushed from Xiao Hu's abdomen, but he somehow mustered up a bit of strength and struggled to grab Yan Bing's leg.
Enraged, Yanbing turned to sever his head with a single stroke, but a plea that sounded almost like a sob came from beneath his feet:
"Don't kill the people in the city..."
"Um?"
Yanbing was slightly taken aback, looking at the dying enemy soldier with surprise: "We are the people's righteous army, why kill them?"
"What are you standing there for?! Hurry up and charge along the ramparts! We're going to take the city tonight! Hurry!" shouted the man who had climbed over the battlements.
Yanbing shook off Xiao Hu's hand, did not finish the job, and ran towards the horse path with the others.
The pale moonlight poured down, and Xiao Hu let out a soft sigh before slowly closing his eyes without any regrets.
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