Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

On the first day of the first month of the 84th year of the lunar calendar, the barbarians launched their first attack on Zhige City.

Zhige City has always been the first line of defense against the barbarians in the northern border. Because of its superior geographical location, surrounded by mountains on three sides, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

If the barbarians were allowed to take down Zhige City, they would have choked the Jiang Dynasty by the throat, and it would be easier to invade other cities of the Dynasty. Moreover, with the strength of the current Dynasty's troops and the ability of those in power, it would be impossible to take it back in a few years.

Even in the previous life, this city of Zhige was taken back by Jiang Yu with the sacrifice of tens of thousands of people in the second year after Han Shiqing's death.

Zhige City cannot be lost, this is a truth that all soldiers in the northern border understand.

"Get down! Get down!"

Han Jinfeng yelled in the command building, and quickly fell down himself.

The first wave of falling rocks struck, hitting the mountain walls, city walls, and towers.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

One after another, it was deafening, and the entire city tower was shaking. Jiang Yu felt numb in the soles of his feet, and his ears seemed to have lost his hearing.

After finally overcoming the first wave of falling rocks, Han Jinfeng stood up and shouted, "Stand up, archers! Let the arrows go!"

Jiang Yu got up when he heard the news, drew his bow fully, and quickly lowered his body after the archers shot the first arrow.

In the blink of an eye, the barbarian's second wave of falling rocks had already attacked. Some archers who couldn't dodge were knocked down and died on the spot, and were pulled aside by their comrades.

Jiang Yu gritted his teeth, and after the second order arrived, he stood up again, aimed at the barbarian operator next to the trebuchet, and blocked his throat with an arrow.

His archery was taught by Liao Yunfan. After years of accumulation in his previous life and this life, he has reached the point where his arrows can never be shot in vain.

But he also knew that his strength alone was like water droplets falling into the ocean, and the splashing waves were too small compared to the barbarian army below the city that was so vast that it almost submerged the entire Zhige city.

Although the boulders brought by the barbarians were many, they were limited, and they stopped temporarily after five throws.

Then came the overwhelming rain of arrows.

Jiang Yu huddled at the base of the wall, putting his hands and feet as close to the wall as possible to avoid countless feather arrows.

His heart was beating fast, his ears were still buzzing, the lack of sleep for days had left his eyes black and his lips were dry and peeled.

Biting his lower lip, Jiang Yu took out the last arrow from the quiver and put it on the bow. When the rain of arrows from the barbarians was over, he stood up and shot the arrows, and hit the barbarian who directed the archers to shoot with perfect accuracy. The chest of the leader of the small tribe!

Overjoyed, Jiang Yu hurriedly lowered his body, not daring to take another look.

He prostrated himself on the ground, crawled towards Captain Chen, asked for a full barrel of feathered arrows, and then planned to return to the city wall.

"Lieutenant Han, go down and rest." Chen Duwei is a middle-aged general with a square face. He has been in the northern border for 12 years. Jiang Yu is his soldier. He watched the child rise all the way to the captain , Diligent and hardworking, never afraid to fight the enemy.

Now he is taking the initiative to join the most dangerous archer team, and if he is not careful, he will die.

Knowing that he has been guilty these days and hasn't had a good rest, he can't help feeling sorry for Jiang Yu.

"No need." Jiang Yu waved his hand and said, "If I can kill one more barbarian now, I will avenge my brothers one more time. I don't feel tired."

After finishing speaking, he took advantage of the gap when the barbarian didn't shoot arrows and climbed back to his previous position.

Chen Duwei sighed, but felt a little awe of the young boy in his heart.

After Jiang Yu finished shooting three barrels of arrows, the first wave of barbarian attacks finally stopped.

From early morning to noon, no matter how strong your physique is, it's time to rest.

Jiang Yu leaned his back against the wall and panted heavily. He took the water handed over by the soldier next to him, and gulped down a big gulp. Only then did he feel that the oppression in his heart was relieved.

The right arm almost lost feeling, it was painful and numb, and the finger cot was severely worn. If this continues, the entire right hand may be useless.

However, there are not many powerful archers in the Dynasty. Of the [-] city soldiers in Zhige City, it would be considered good to pick out [-].

If ordinary soldiers are allowed to go up, it will be a waste of feather arrows, and it will not work.

Jiang Yu didn't dare to go down, he wanted to hold on until the last arrow was shot.

"Lieutenant Han, take a break." The soldier who handed him the water bottle was not in the same regiment as Jiang Yu.

"Yeah." Jiang Yu leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to rest.

The soldier next to him was obviously a talkative man. He said, "My name is Zhang Cheng. I am from the Nan nationality. I come from Shangxia City in the 23rd city in the south. I heard people say that you are from Yong'an, Xiaowei Han. Can you tell me about Yong'an?" What is it like?"

South...

Jiang Yu opened his eyes and glanced at him. The young man's eyes were full of anticipation, and he simply wanted to know about Yong'an City.

Back then, Jiang Gaozu repelled the barbarians, subdued the Nan people, and turned the vast south into the territory of Jiang's dynasty. The Nan people were also classified as Central Plains people and became the same nation.

"As a member of the southern tribe, why did you come to the far north to serve as a soldier?"

"Because I want to see the scenery of the northern border, and I also want to protect Yong'an City, the northern capital." Zhang Cheng scratched the back of his head shyly, and said with a smile, "A man is there to protect his family and the country."

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, the anger on his face due to successive battles was dispelled by the smile on the young man's face, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"Yong'an City is the largest of the 35 cities in the Jiang Dynasty..."

It was rare for him to tell Zhang Cheng about Yong'an in his mind, to bury all the dirty and decayed, to tell the soldiers about the prosperity, and to tell him his future expectations for Yong'an City, which is also his wish. Target.

It is the new Yong'an that he wants to build after he proclaims himself emperor.

After the first wave of siege, until the evening, the barbarians did not blow the horn of attack.

Looking down from the top of the city, one could see the barbarian soldiers cleaning the battlefield, dragging the bodies of the dead soldiers aside, and organizing people to collect the feathered arrows and falling rocks shot in the morning.

As for the soldiers in Zhige City, if they shot out the feather arrows, they would not be able to get them back unless they went out of the city, and going out of the city meant fighting with 20 troops against the barbarian [-] strong soldiers. This was a self-destructive move. The two generals at home would not be stupid enough to issue such an order.

All they can do is to defend and wait for the barbarians to run out of ammunition and food to retreat.

It's freezing cold now, the barbarians launched this attack in order to take down Zhige City with great momentum, and they couldn't afford to delay it if it took a long time.

After eating dry food, Jiang Yu leaned against the wall and fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up again, he was woken up by pinching his cheek.

He yawned and opened his eyes, looking at the person coming, his sleepy eyes became clear immediately, he still couldn't quite believe what he saw, rubbed his eyes deliberately, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

"Stupid?" Han Shiqing was dressed in a thick black dress, his long hair was tied up and tied into a hat, and he was neatly dressed. Although his face was a little tired from the journey, it was still bright and refreshing on the whole, as if It illuminates the entire desolate and heavy city.

Han Shiqing laughed at his bewildered look, rubbed his top hair, and said.

"Jiang Yu, I'm here."

Awakened by this call, Jiang Yu suddenly hugged the person in front of him, clasped his shoulders and back tightly, his throat choked.

The heartache and pain of the past few years, as well as the struggle and perception during this period, all turned into an extremely soft but extremely warm emotion at the moment of embracing Han Shiqing.

"Miss you..." Jiang Yu buried his head on Han Shiqing's shoulder, rubbed his nose against his warm neck, and repeated hoarsely, "Shiqing, I miss you, I miss you..."

Han Shiqing only felt as if someone had hit his head with a heavy hammer, and his heart was beating violently because of Jiang Yu's words, and a sweet and sour emotion rose up, which made his movements soften.

He hugged Jiang Yu's back that had become as broad as in his previous life, patted his shoulder lightly, pursed his lips, and said what he wanted to say to Jiang Yu most since he set off.

"I miss you too."

Along the way, he was worried that Jiang Yu would die in this war. He was afraid that what he would see when he arrived at Zhige City would be the bloody city and Jiang Yu's cold body.

Only when the war comes, people will realize their own insignificance, and that kind of personal love-hate entanglement will only become insignificant under the threat of life and death.

No matter how much Jiang Yu had hatred with him, at this time he was also a heroic soldier who defended the country with his own life.

He deserves admiration and forgiveness.

Besides...

Han Shiqing had to admit that when he saw Jiang Yu who was sleeping against the city wall, he felt an excitement and ecstasy that he had never imagined.

He even almost shed tears.

"Okay, okay." Zhang Cheng next to him was full of curiosity, and he almost came over to ask. Han Shiqing was thin-skinned, and a little embarrassed after a long time, so he said next to Jiang Yu's left ear, "You come down to the tower with me, Let's go out to have a good meal, and tell you something about the court by the way."

"Yeah." Jiang Yu answered him sullenly, with a somewhat disappointing nasal voice.

He picked up his helmet, hugged it in his arms, said goodbye to Zhang Cheng, and Chen Duwei who saw Han Shiqing's surprised face, and then went down the tower.

Han Jinfeng and Han Yiming were waiting under the city tower at this time. After seeing Jiang Yu, their faces were first stunned, and then full of admiration and respect.

The two of them bowed to Jiang Yu on one knee and said respectfully.

"My minister Han Jinfeng (Han Yiming) pays his respects to His Highness the Ninth Prince."

When they didn't know Jiang Yu's identity, they felt that Han Yu was a talent and a good guy who was willing to serve the country. Now that they knew Jiang Yu's identity, their chests were filled with respect.

Such His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince is a hundred times stronger than Emperor Yuan'an who is pampered in a high position and does not know the sufferings of the world.

So after Han Shiqing revealed the truth to them, they accepted Jiang Yu extremely quickly, and decided that this person had enough qualifications to be worthy of their loyalty.

"The two generals don't need to be polite." Jiang Yu reached out to help them, "Get up quickly."