When Lu Qiqi climbed onto the city gate, she saw Song Yanqing wearing a red robe and carrying a large sword at his waist, standing on the city tower.
She took a deep breath, trying to slow her racing heart a little.
However, she did not expect that the soldiers guarding the city would still notice her at this time.
The title "Lord of the Township" drew the attention of Song Yanqing, who was looking down at the city gate.
The two looked at each other in the dark of a snowy winter night.
A moment later, Lu Qiqi rushed towards Song Yanqing.
They didn't embrace, nor did they say much; they simply looked at each other.
Even so, the two understood what the other was thinking.
Song Yanqing did not ask her why she was on the city wall.
Lu Qiqi did not ask him whether he was confident in this battle.
After a while, the commotion below the city gate grew louder and louder.
Lu Qiqi also shifted her gaze from Song Yanqing's face to the area below the city wall.
Below the city gate, numerous torches burned, making it seem as if an entire snow-covered grassland was engulfed in flames.
Never before had the Tartars launched such a large-scale attack.
Lu Qiqi had never seen such a grand scene before, and was somewhat shocked for a moment.
Song Yanqing walked to her side and said softly, "The Tartars are probably here to seize the city this time."
Lu Qiqi pursed her lips and did not make a sound, quietly listening to the sound of the war drums.
Song Yanqing continued, "A few days ago, the Shadow Guards discovered that the third prince of the Tatars, Ajitai, had obtained military power from the Tatar king and was leading an army of 100,000 to attack the border city."
An army of 100,000?
The combined strength of the three camps in the border city was only 70,000 troops; the Tatars had truly gone all out this time.
Such recklessness must be a calculated move to fight a battle with one's back against the wall.
The Tatars are warlike and have lived in harsh environments year-round, with cold winters and warm summers, resulting in thick skin and tough flesh.
Their staple foods are cattle, sheep, and dairy products, which naturally make them tall, strong, and physically robust.
In contrast, half of the soldiers in the Great Jin Dynasty were conscripts, and the other half were strong soldiers captured by the imperial court.
Although they underwent long-term training to improve their physical fitness and participated in many battles.
However, facing a formidable enemy like the Tatars, their military strength would likely be somewhat weaker.
Otherwise, the Tatars would not have been able to disrupt the border town for a whole year.
Therefore, it seems that the chances of the Great Jin Dynasty winning this battle are evenly split between the two sides, and it could even be said that the Great Jin Dynasty is at a certain disadvantage.
As the Tartars drew closer to the city wall, Lu Qiqi discovered a weakness in their defenses.
She turned around and looked at Song Yanqing with shining eyes, "Look, the fine horse under the Tartar's body."
The horse trudged through the snow; its legs must have been numb with cold.
The army had already exhausted all its strength to reach the border town.
Upon hearing the sound, Song Yanqing took a few steps forward and looked down from the city gate.
As Lu Qiqi said, the Tartar's horse stood unsteadily beneath the city wall.
On the battlefield, the Tartars not only used their brutal force to suppress the Jin army, but they also had fine steeds. Over time, the Jin's spirited horses would inevitably fall short.
However, if the Tartar cavalry's warhorses are damaged, it increases their chances of winning.
The war drums grew louder and louder. Lu Qiqi said, "I'll go release the weapons from my spatial storage!"
The arrows that were previously in the space have already been moved into the armory and should now have been made into arrows.
In Lu Qiqi's space, there were still weapons such as broadswords, spears, and iron shields left.
This is exactly what came in handy.
Song Yanqing said, "Release the weapons and take Nineteen to the wounded soldiers' camp."
He knew that Lu Qiqi would definitely not stay in the main tent, but the battlefield was cruel, and swords had no eyes, so it was impossible for him to let her stay.
Lu Qiqi didn't try to be brave. She said, "Okay, I'll release the weapons and go to the wounded soldiers' camp."
Don't worry, I'll protect myself. If things get really bad, I'll take Nineteen and hide in the spatial dimension.
After saying that, she paused for a moment before adding, "Be careful, I'll wait for you to come back."
After saying that, Lu Qiqi took out a bundle from her spatial storage and handed it to Song Yanqing with both hands. "There are thunderbolts inside. There aren't many, but they'll be enough to kill a group of people."
In her view, in the current situation, no matter what method is used, killing one more Tartar is a good thing.
Song Yanqing looked at her without saying a word. He felt a lump in his throat, afraid that he would say another word, so he couldn't help but pull the person in front of him into his arms.
Afraid of distracting him, Lu Qiqi handed him the bundle, then lifted her skirt and quickly ran down the city wall.
Below the city gate, there was a small armory, which was specifically used to supply the soldiers who went out of the city to meet the enemy.
While the soldiers were moving weapons, Lu Qiqi quietly slipped into the space, released all the weapons inside, and then left silently.
When Nineteen found Lu Qiqi, she had already come out of the armory and was walking towards the wounded soldiers' camp.
When Nineteen walked up to her, she walked quickly but remained very calm.
Looking at the endless darkness, her eyes were filled with light. "Nineteen, go and gather all the doctors from the wounded soldiers' camp and even the medicine tents."
"yes!"
But when the two of them arrived at the wounded soldiers' camp, they found that all the doctors in the camp were standing in the wounded soldiers' camp, ready to be called upon at any time.
Seeing everyone working together to protect their country, it would be impossible for Lu Qiqi not to be moved.
But now is not the time for sentimentality. With Imperial Physician Ren not in the camp, Lu Qiqi, facing everyone's gaze, is the backbone of the wounded soldiers' camp at this moment.
Therefore, she shouted, "The Tartars are at the gates of the city, and now we are at a critical juncture of life and death."
Although our doctors in the wounded soldiers' camp cannot go to the front lines to fight the enemy, every person we save is a valuable weapon in our arsenal.
After saying that, she assigned several doctors she knew to lead the team.
"Dr. Yan, please have someone prepare the anesthetic."
"Dr. Liao, please have someone prepare the suture needles and thread."
"Dr. Cen, please bring some people..."
Lu Qiqi spoke calmly and methodically, directing the doctors in the wounded soldiers' camp to complete the preliminary preparations.
As soon as she finished speaking, a considerable commotion broke out in the wounded soldiers' camp, and the doctors began to take action.
There is one thing that is most terrifying when fighting in winter.
That is, when a soldier is wounded and bleeding profusely, he encounters a low temperature.
Often at this time, the wound itself is not fatal; rather, it is the severe weather that is the most frightening thing.
Lu Qiqi said, "Nineteen, take a group of people and go boil water."
Nineteen originally wanted to stay by Lu Qiqi's side, but when he saw her expression, he realized that in a real crisis, it was hard to say who would protect whom!
Moreover, with the Crown Prince present, the city gates will surely not be breached!
The Tartars will certainly not be able to break into the city.
Thinking this, Nineteen disregarded the prince's instructions and, after receiving the order, led a group of people to boil water.
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