In the Marshal's Mansion, more than 700 enemy soldiers once again cautiously approached Zhong Wu and his four companions.
Zhong Wu raised his gun and killed three enemy soldiers in succession. There was only one bullet left in the magazine.
The other four comrades were in the same situation as him.
Zhong Wu still had one last grenade on his waist. He took it out and held it in his hand. He grinned:
"I don't even know your names."
"But after this expedition is over, our names will surely be engraved on that monument by the Emperor."
"We are on the same monument, and we may even be neighbors. Remember to say hello when the time comes."
The other four warriors also smiled. At this moment, they had no fear of impending death.
"To be honest, being able to survive is of course the best. It's not that I'm afraid of death, but I've always been thinking about what it will be like when our Great Xia unifies the world."
A soldier, about thirty years old, pulled out a pipe, lit it, took two puffs, and continued, "The Emperor established the Xia Kingdom, which is already a vast empire. All these years of military service, I haven't been to many parts of Great Xia, not even the capital, Chang'an."
"Just think about it, if Daxia's territory extended to here or even further, how vast it would be!"
Another warrior, about twenty years old, laughed and said, "It took us two whole years to get here. If Daxia had unified these places, it wouldn't be easy to get here."
"You're stupid! We have trains that fast in Daxia. If the emperor takes this place into his hands, he'll definitely have a train. If we take the train... it'll probably only take a month or so to get here."
"Yes, I took a train once. It was really comfortable, much more relaxing than riding a horse."
"Okay, even if we die here, we can still see these. The enemy is getting closer. Let's kill a few more and then we can get on the road."
The enemy was only three feet away from them.
He pulled the fuse and threw the grenade.
With a roar, the enemy fell down.
He touched the gun in his hand. This gun had been with him for three years. Dozens of enemies had died by this gun along the way. Now, the last person this gun was going to kill was himself.
He raised his gun, pointed the muzzle at his temple, and was about to pull the trigger when the soldier, who was about thirty years old, suddenly shouted, "Wait!"
Zhong Wu was stunned when he heard fierce gunfire in his ears.
Zhu Xinming led more than 60 soldiers from the first team and fought their way into the Marshal's Mansion.
He heard gunshots and explosions in the castle, and he rushed over with his soldiers at this moment.
They rushed into the corridor just as Zhong Wu's grenade exploded.
The captain of the Grand Marshal's personal guard never expected that these rats would be so tenacious, and he never expected that these rats would have reinforcements!
The first team launched a fierce attack from behind them, and the enemies fell one after another. The corridor was littered with corpses and the ground was covered with bright red blood!
A cup of tea.
The first team wiped out the guards with ease, and Zhu Xinming stood in front of Zhong Wu and others.
A smile appeared on that cold face: "Which unit are you from?"
Zhong Wu stood at attention and saluted: "Report to the commander, we are the seventh assault team!"
"Are you the captain of Team 7?"
"Report to the commander, I'm not, I'm the temporary captain. Our captain was killed during the landing!"
Zhu Xinming frowned as he looked at the five blood-soaked soldiers. "Are you the only five left in Team Seven?"
"...There was also an old soldier named Zhao Shusheng, who helped us get here. Now, his whereabouts are unknown."
That means death.
Zhu Xinming thought for a moment, "I am the captain of the assault team and the captain of the first squad. I order the five of you to join the first squad and follow me!"
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Gunfire rang out again in the Marshal's Castle.
Under the command of Zhu Xinming, the first team eliminated group of guards and headed towards the center of the castle.
In the small room in the alley outside the Marshal's Mansion, Zhao Shusheng, who was already in a daze, heard a shouting.
The sound was very faint and seemed to be very far away, as if it came from the clouds.
He didn't understand what the voice was saying, but he thought it was very nice, just like the sound of nature that literati talked about.
He opened his eyes with difficulty, his pupils gradually focused, and he saw the face of the woman in front of him.
"You can't sleep now. If you do, you might not wake up."
The woman seemed to have forgotten at this moment that the other party could not understand what she said.
But she continued to speak so that the man could stay awake.
"Your injuries are serious. I helped remove the two bullets, but it feels like three of your ribs are broken."
"Unfortunately, my teacher isn't here. I can't reattach your ribs. For now, I can only put a splint on them. You can't move around. If your spleen is pierced, you'll die."
Zhao Shusheng clearly didn't understand, but he felt as if he understood what she was saying.
He smiled and nodded slightly.
The woman looked at him again. "You're an intruder. I should have killed you! But my teacher said that as doctors, we should only focus on our patients, regardless of our status..."
"I don't know if you can survive in the end, but I know you probably won't be able to go back, or leave."
"Then you will still be executed in the end. Of course, that will be none of my business."
As the woman spoke, she took out two splints and struggled to insert one of them under Zhao Shusheng's back. The severe pain made Zhao Shusheng sober up a little.
He knew he was in trouble.
It would take at least half a year to recover from such an injury.
The Great Xia expeditionary force will not stop. They will capture the city, then regroup and continue on their way.
And I...
I'm afraid my name will appear on the list of casualties.
From now on, the commander of the 7th Regiment, 2nd Brigade, 7th Division, 1st Army of the Great Xia Army will no longer be Zhao Shusheng. He may die in this city, or he may survive in this city.
He suddenly felt a little sad. After serving as a soldier for fourteen years, he had already regarded the army as his home.
Now I am like a child who has run away from home, lonely and helpless.
He recalled the battle of Xiaoheyuan, the battle of Huazhongyuan, his comrades who were as close as brothers, and his real distant hometown.
A tear rolled down the corner of his eye and was seen by the woman.
The woman was stunned for a moment. He had been able to endure the pain during the operation just now, so why was he crying now?
Zhao Shusheng only shed a tear.
In this tear,
That was his past life.
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