Xiao Wuxun braved the heavy snow and looked at the soldiers lined up in front of him.
Since Ning Lin's army besieged the camp, the first two breakthroughs were unsuccessful. The first sheep attack was just that. The second breakthrough was an attack from three directions. The main cavalry had already rushed out of the camp, but was forcibly killed by Ning Lin.
Blocked by the array of contradictory cards, the two sides fought for a long time, leaving thousands of corpses behind.
The two failed breakouts made Xiao Wuxun aware of Ning Lin's determination. It was snowing heavily now, and this winter was definitely a cold one. If he didn't leave now, he would wait until the road was covered with heavy snow, even if he could run out. If the road conditions were like this, he would have to return to Wang.
However, I was delayed on the way, and when I arrived, I had nothing to do.
"Brothers, you have followed me through life and death. Over the years, you have fought with me against the Wei army. My father has said that whoever has made the most contributions will be the strongest warrior, and who will get the throne after his death. So I ask you
, who is the strongest warrior of the Xiao family?" Xiao Wuxun asked to encourage morale.
"Commander, Commander!" all the soldiers shouted in unison.
"Then who is qualified to become the new King Dai?" Xiao Wuxun asked.
"Commander, Marshal..."
Seeing the soldiers like this, Xiao Wuxun drew his sword and said: "Ning Lin also knows, so he is laying siege or else I will go back and take over the throne. Soldiers, as long as you return to the royal court, after I become the king, you will all be ministers of merit.
You will get the cattle, sheep and women I reward, you will own the exquisite porcelain used by the Daxia people, and you will wear the silks and satins of the Daxia people. For these, we will fight out and let the Wei army know the power of our Daiguo warriors.
"
"kill!"
With the loud shouts of killing, Xiao Wuxun's third and largest breakout began.
In order to besiege Xiao Wuxun, Ning Lin not only sent out his 150,000 troops, but also quickly mobilized 100,000 troops to defend Qi Zeguang's army and went south. Just when Xiao Wuxun was about to rush out, in fact, Ning Lin's men had already reached an astonishing number two days ago.
In addition, Ning Lin also mobilized 50,000 Qing soldiers secretly trained by Shu Yan from the original Qing Kingdom area east of Feng River. The army had also crossed Feng Lake and arrived on the west bank of Feng Lake. It was only a short distance away.
There's still a little way to go here.
Ning Lin also knew that Xiao Wuxun would come out at any time. This was a life-and-death fight and the only opportunity that he could not miss.
In the wind and snow, the gate of the camp slowly opened, and another fight began.
Wei Xiao also knew that his commanding ability was still far inferior to that of these battle-hardened veterans, although these veterans were not old either, so he beat the drum again to boost his morale.
The cry of killing covered up the wind and snow, and the blood red also left its traces on the white.
The people of Dai State are very heroic, because as long as they get out, they will have a better life in the future, and the soldiers of Wei State are also very brave, because they are the same. Ning Lin promised them that after returning, they will be able to get what they originally had.
An unattainable reward.
On the one hand, they kept attacking, while on the other hand, they kept sending people to defend. The two sides were completely entangled from the moment they came into contact.
In fact, this kind of scene is not what Xiao Wuxun wants to see, but he has no choice. He can't get out without killing and carving a bloody path.
In fact, Ning Lin didn't want such a scene, because it was too tragic, and even if he won, he would have to pay a huge price. However, compared to who knows how many years of consumption, a short-term tragedy seems to be a better choice.
From the beginning of the strangulation, the drum beat never stopped, but even so, the Wei soldiers were actually retreating.
Ning Lin weaved a pocket formation, and Xiao Wuxun also got into it knowingly. However, as time went by, the pocket formation became thinner and thinner, and the formation began to become longer and longer, and it seemed that gaps would appear at any time.
At this time, the falling snow gradually stopped, and the dim day seemed to regain the brightness it should have during the day. However, this kind of light did not belong to Xiao Wuxun. Just when he was about to break through the opponent's pocket, another man and horse appeared.
Already.
Xiao Wuxun knew that the troops who appeared at this time would never come to help him, but even so, Xiao Wuxun was still somewhat unwilling to give up. It was not until he saw clearly that the army was displaying the banner of the Wei Dynasty that he felt a burst of heartache.
Ning Lin was already numb at this time. When he saw the tens of thousands of Qing soldiers trained by Shu Yan, he breathed a sigh of relief.
These Qingguo soldiers are all new troops. In fact, they have not participated in any major wars. However, at this moment, the arrival of this new force does not require them to do anything at all. As long as they are thrown into the periphery of the pocket, let the pocket see
It's enough to go up and become thicker.
In fact, when these tens of thousands of people dispersed, Xiao Wuxun no longer dreamed of breaking through, and directly ordered the withdrawal of troops at the most critical moment.
The soldiers of Dai who had already rushed out ran back to the camp under the order. When the gate of the camp was closed again to block the soldiers of Wei from the gate, only tens of thousands of them were left lying on the ground outside the camp.
The soldiers rose up.
This was an extremely bloody fight. When the two sides collected each other's corpses in the evening, several hills were piled up with stiff corpses lying in the snow. Both sides moved the corpses away late at night.
Nearly 30,000 people died in the Wei Dynasty's 250,000-strong army, and Xiao Wuxun also lost at least 20,000 people. This was really a contest between two famous commanders. Otherwise, with such a large death ratio, the army would have fled long ago.
Collapsed.
At this moment, Wei Xiao did not sleep. He kept shuttling back and forth in the military camp, condolences to the injured soldiers. Nearly 30,000 soldiers died, many of whom were unable to be saved because of the fierce battle between the two sides, and only 20,000 were injured.
There were more than 50,000 people, but the total loss of more than 50,000 people had already made him feel the tragedy of the war, but in the end they still won, with less than 60,000 troops, surrounded by more than 200,000 troops, and the weather was getting worse and worse.
At this time, the benefits of the Wei Dynasty's continuous construction of camps were reflected. Supplies from the rear could be sent through the camps. And because it was only early winter and the snow was not deep yet, the army quickly began to build their own simple camps around Dai Guoying's camp. As long as they could hold it in the winter
Just fine.
Although the newly arrived 50,000 Qing soldiers are new soldiers, they live in the northwest and are familiar with the weather here. Now they have become the main force in building camps here.
The Dai army could only watch from their own camp as they continued to reinforce the encirclement. The severe cold and complete isolation made Xiao Wuxun feel even more chilled.
After repairing for several days, Xiao Wuxun took advantage of the weather to improve for the last time and tried to break out with the help of cavalry before the opponent's camp was built, but failed again. When he returned to the camp with the remaining defeated soldiers, he felt that
The strong feeling that I may never be able to break through again.
This chapter has been completed!