When fighting, people are focused and tense, and they don't feel tired.
Only after the Tatars withdrew did the people on the city wall breathe a sigh of relief and collapse to the ground. Unbeknownst to them, the battle had lasted for more than an hour. Many of them were so tired that they could not even lift their arms, but they had victorious smiles on their faces.
Some people hugged the repeating crossbow and kissed it several times.
"My goodness!"
This thing is truly a treasure. Rows of arrows flew down, and I watched as the Tatar archers fell to the ground one after another.
Emma, I reckon at least half of them don't even have archers!
"Didn't you see how they ran away with their heads in their hands!"
That battle was fucking exhilarating!
"Exactly! This thing is much more powerful than an arrow shot from the hand!"
I saw it with my own eyes. When the arrow flew over, it hit one person and knocked them back several steps. Some even hit a whole bunch of people at once!
With this, their dream of entering our Great Qi is simply wishful thinking!
There are also different opinions.
"Don't be too happy yet. This stuff is good, but it uses up too many arrows. It's used up our three-day supply."
Although the Tatars have withdrawn their troops, they haven't left and could launch a counterattack at any time.
"Take another look, how many arrows do we have left?"
As soon as this person finished speaking, someone who had heard Xie Yushu suggest catching arrows with straw immediately spoke up.
"There's no need to worry about that. As soon as the princess arrived, she instructed the Imperial Stud to gather all the straw in the city and use straw curtains or scarecrows to catch the arrows. If they dare to attack again, they'll be sending us arrows!"
"Princess, that's a brilliant move! If that Sukhbaatar finds out we used the arrows he sent to shoot them, he'll be furious!"
"Ha ha!
I also want to see that paper tiger get really angry!
Perhaps it was because the battle was fought so brilliantly that the soldiers' morale soared. Although they were exhausted and lying sprawled on the ground, they were exceptionally spirited.
Xie Yushu and Han Zhongyu also sat on the city wall to rest, but they were not as optimistic as the ordinary soldiers.
Although they managed to repel the enemy this time using crossbows, it was a clever trick. The Tatar army of 100,000 should not be underestimated.
They will definitely launch a fierce attack before reinforcements arrive.
The most difficult time for them is yet to come.
While resting with her eyes closed, Xie Yushu rubbed her sore wrists. She had been pampered for too long and was really going to ruin her. She had only been pulling the bow for a while and her wrists were already sore and painful!
Although I was rubbing my hands, my mind was racing, trying to find a way to break the deadlock as soon as possible.
Han Zhongyu looked at her with a pained expression, silently took her hand, and gently massaged it, sighing...
"I don't know why, but when I'm with you, I feel incredibly incompetent whenever something happens!"
I can't even shelter you from the wind and rain, yet you still have to work so hard here!
Perhaps, I'm not good enough for you either!
Xie Yushu opened her eyes and covered his mouth.
"Don't talk nonsense! It's already quite impressive that you were able to arrange things so well in the first place after receiving the news!"
Circumstances are beyond our control; no one could have made the situation any better than it is now.
Moreover, what I've always wanted is not someone to shelter me from the storm, but someone to weather the storm with me!
We won't say anything discouraging until the very last moment; who knows, things might take a turn for the better at any time.
Han Zhongyu listened and nodded silently.
At this moment, Han Zhongyu was truly powerless; four or five thousand men were fighting against over a hundred thousand, and the difference in strength was far too great.
It was his first time on the battlefield, and seeing so many people fall and die, with blood everywhere, he felt the cruelty of war and also felt immense pressure.
Only then did he truly understand the soldier who had gone to Tai'an Prefecture to deliver the message to him.
Crying is not out of fear of death, but out of helplessness and despair.
He wasn't afraid of death; he was afraid that if he died, he wouldn't be able to defend Tianshui City, and those unarmed civilians behind him would become victims of the Tatars' swords.
During his short rest, countless thoughts raced through his mind. He considered sending someone out to assassinate Sukhbaatar, or kidnapping the prince to force him to withdraw his troops.
He even considered leading Lanting and the others to storm the enemy camp and take the enemy general's head.
However, the success rate of these methods is almost zero.
The truth is, he could only lead his men to hold this position to the death.
That feeling of anxiety and helplessness almost consumed him, but he couldn't show it at all.
Perhaps in the end, all he can do is try his best and leave the rest to fate.
I just feel more and more sorry for Xie Yushu.
He felt that she should be smiling brightly in a prosperous era, but instead, she was here, accompanying him through war and battle.
This brief respite is the calm before the storm, but all they can do is wait quietly.
For the next two hours, the Tatars did not send out troops again, and the promise to capture the city before tonight seemed to have fallen through.
In the evening, the logistics staff delivered the food.
Each person received three palm-sized cornbreads and a large bowl of radish soup.
Although it wasn't anything fancy, everyone ate with great relish. One reason was that they were genuinely hungry, and the other was that everyone knew that only when they were full would they have the energy to draw their bows and shoot arrows!
If a fight really breaks out, who knows when we'll get our next meal.
This is in the north, where the main crops are corn and sorghum. Some people also grow millet and wheat, but the yields of millet and wheat are low, so not many people grow them. Therefore, the staple food here is mainly corn and sorghum.
However, the cook may have intentionally taken care of Xie Yushu and Han Zhongyu, as he prepared a special meal for them, including steamed buns and chicken soup.
Han Zhongyu pushed the steamed buns and chicken soup towards Xie Yushu.
"Eat more! You haven't been eating properly since yesterday!"
"You're the same way! Eat up. It's your first time on the battlefield, you're probably not used to it yet. Eat something good to fill your stomach, and you'll feel more confident!"
I'm a doctor, I've seen too many bloody scenes, I'm numb to it all, I'll just eat the same food as everyone else!
After Xie Yushu finished speaking, she picked up a cornbread and started eating it with the radish strips.
It wasn't that she deliberately wanted to suffer, but rather that she felt more comfortable eating the same food as everyone else.
Han Zhongyu glanced at his brothers around him, wondering how they could possibly drink this chicken soup, and then instructed the cook...
"You don't need to give us special treatment anymore. Take this chicken soup and steamed buns and share them with the wounded brothers!"
Han Zhongyu felt extremely saddened when he thought about the brothers he had brought out and whether he could bring them back safely.
All he could do was share their joys and sorrows, just like them, to feel a little better.
Xie Yushu understood his thoughts perfectly and patted his shoulder.
"The brothers all came with you voluntarily; they know what they're doing this for!"
Don't put too much pressure on yourself!
"I see!"
Even if you understand it, how can you remain calm and at peace with yourself?
The saying "A kind heart cannot command an army, and a righteous heart cannot manage finances" perfectly describes this mentality!
This is probably the growth of a general leading troops; only Han Zhongyu himself could overcome this mental hurdle.
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