In the early morning, the wind in the Yakesa section of Heilongjiang was very cold. An old man braved the wind and looked on the riverside. He was looking at the island, and there was an island in the middle of the river, the Ancient City Island.
Sun Jinding was used to getting up early every day to see this island. This island was his nightmare. The Rakshasa army occupied the island and bombarded the Ming army attacking Yaksa, so that the Ming army could not attack the city with all its strength. After passing this island,
Control waterways to allow supplies to be transported to Yaksa continuously.
He knew the importance of this island and sent troops to attack the island many times, but he could not defeat it. Rakshasa generals Beidun and Sauron guarded the ancient city island like an iron barrel, and countless loyal souls were buried here.
"Alas!"
Sun Jinding sighed and recited an untitled poem:
Already a white-haired man,
On the battlefield with sword.
Looking at the island, I sighed.
Is there a million men?
Just as I was sighing with emotion, I suddenly heard someone behind me chuckle and recite an untitled poem in agreement:
Although there are no heroes,
But not Beiqun Kong.
Don’t just sigh,
The east wind will rise soon.
Sun Jinding turned around, but it was Kuang Lu, the governor of Nuerqian.
It turns out that this Kuang Lu boasts of being a famous person in the world. He can kill enemies on horseback, read poetry and books on horseback, tune the piano, and read the Golden Scripture. Hearing that the Ming army could not attack Yakesa for a long time, he volunteered to help.
Sun Jinding heard the meaning of Kuang Lu's poem and immediately raised the east wind, which meant that he had a good idea to attack the island. He asked with an unhappy face: "Does Zhan Ruo have another clever plan?"
I'm unhappy because of the word "and".
A few days ago, Kuang Lu came up with a "wonderful strategy" to attack the island: when the southeast wind blows, send several large ships filled with incompletely dried branches and wet coal, and light them on fire to create a large amount of smoke drifting to the other side.
Then, he used the smoke cover to seize the island in one fell swoop. Sun Jinding thought this plan was very clever and implemented it according to the law. Unexpectedly, the ancient city island was very large and the wind direction often changed. The smoke soon lost its effect, and several good ships were lost in vain.
Seeing Sun Jinding asking him "What's the best idea?", Kuang Lu blushed for no reason, "Mr. Ge, the freeze period in Heilongjiang is coming."
"Freeze period?"
Sun Jinding was stunned, and then he suddenly understood. Yes, it was already early September. In ten and a half days at most, the river surface in the Yakesa section of Heilongjiang will be completely frozen. By then, the natural chasm will become a road, and the ancient city island will no longer be safe.
.
"Oh, Zhan Ruo, you just woke up the dreamer with just one word!"
Sun Jinding returned to the camp happily and ordered Sun Guangwei to closely observe the freezing situation in Heilongjiang and attack the island immediately once the river freezes.
Some things cannot be controlled by humans. On September 11, the Yakesa section of Heilongjiang froze, and the surging river water could no longer act as a barrier to the ancient city island.
"Kill~kill~kill~"
Generals Sun Guangwei, Ruan Jin, Wang Chaoxian, Gu Zhong, Ruan Jun, and Fu Lehe each led their own troops, stepped on the ice of the river, and bravely landed on the island.
The Ming soldiers were so numerous that they quickly took over the beachhead and attacked the Rakshasa Army's headquarters on the island: Gucheng Village.
At the top of the city of Yaksa, Arshensky, the general manager of the Rakshasa Army, was shocked. His lips were dying and his teeth were cold. As soon as the ancient city island was lost, Yaksa was in danger. He urgently ordered Pajelin to lead 500 Cossacks out of the city for rescue.
Helplessly, outside the city of Yaksa, generals Chen Qice, Liu Yipeng, Wang Xing, Zhang Qixiang, and Chen Jiusi had already followed Sun Jinding's orders and were waiting in strict formation. Ren Pajelin tried his best, but he could not break through the siege to save the ancient city island.
Gucheng Village is located in the center of Gucheng Island. It is a small fishing village. The Ming army unloaded cannons from the warships and fired fiercely.
Intense artillery fire blew away the wooden fence planted by the Rakshasa army outside the village, and a large number of Ming troops took advantage of the situation and broke into the village.
"Quick, come with me and rush out." Sauron, the Rakshasa commander, was panicking and wanted to break out with dozens of riders.
"Shoot them to death," Ruan Jin ordered coldly.
Bullets rained down, killing Sauron and his men in the ice and snow. This notorious Daur traitor who killed his compatriots finally got the punishment he deserved.
"Where is the Rakshasa Chief?" Sun Guangwei landed on the island and asked the Rakshasa Chief Bei Dun's whereabouts.
"Commander, that guy is surrounded there," Gu Zhong pointed towards a yard in the east of the village. Bei Dun, with dozens of Cossacks, was still resisting.
"Tell them that those who surrender will avoid death."
"Boom~boom~boom~" The Cossacks in the yard used gunshots to express their determination never to surrender.
Sun Guangwei was furious, "I don't know how to commend myself, so I rushed in and killed them all!"
Gu Zhong was overjoyed when he heard the order. He led a hundred personal guards and rushed into the courtyard, cutting down Beidun and more than 30 Cossacks one by one.
After the Ming army captured the ancient city island, they built a walled city and a fort on the island, unloaded huge cannons from the warships, and bombarded the city of Yaksa with huge cannons day and night. They also dug trenches and built forts on all sides of the city, both inside and outside.
On the third floor, the Rakshasa army in the city was surrounded and killed.
Without the ancient city island, Yaksa has become an isolated city, a dead city, with no supplies left to send into the city.
"Boom~Boom~Boom~"
The earth-shattering sound of shells shook the houses in the city.
In the steward's house, a tile was knocked down and shattered into pieces. Arshinsky, the Rakshasa steward, picked up the fragments, shrugged, and smiled at Pajerin: "These Eastern objects are fragile, and the shells will fall off when they are shaken.
Well, our Russian house is still strong."
"No, Your Excellency, no matter how strong the house is, it cannot withstand such a torment." Pajelin and Arshinsky raised their shoulders. It seemed that only in this way could they drive away the fear in their hearts.
"General manager, the Ming army's cannons have destroyed a section of the wall in the West City, and they are attacking into the city through the gap." The subordinate's report ended the debate about Eastern and Western architecture.
"Quick, Pajelin, you lead people to the west city to block the Ming army, and I will send people to block the gap," Arshensky shouted.
Pajelin led 150 people to desperately block the Ming army entering the city, while Arshensky led his people to carry bags of sand and earth up the city wall and throw them into the gaps.
Gradually, Pajelin defeated the Ming army and the gap was filled. The two of them planted a row of wooden fences on the inside of the collapse before resting.
On the surface, the city was defended. But the two men looked grave and said nothing. What happened today was just the beginning. The ancient city island was too close to the city. The Ming army set up heavy artillery on the island to bombard the city. In the future, there will be more and more attacks.
Many city walls were blown down, and it was only a matter of time before the city fell.
"General Manager, you have to make an idea," Pajelin finally spoke.
"My friend, I think we have fulfilled the duty of a soldier, and the rest should be to return peace to this city." Arshensky sighed after finishing speaking.
After hearing this, Pajerin's eyes regained their vitality and asked: "You mean surrender? No, negotiation?"
"Yeah", Arshinsky nodded.
It seems that God heard their request. Chen Jiusi, the envoy of the Ming army, arrived, and he brought Sun Jinding's conditions for persuading him to surrender: Those who surrender will avoid death.
"We hope that after laying down our weapons, your army can protect our lives and allow us to return to Moscow after the war." The two not only want to avoid death, but also want to return home after the war.
Chen Jiusi reported back to Sun Jinding, and Grand Scholar Sun, who was eager to attack Nerchinsk, agreed.
On October 6, the 11th year of the reign of Emperor Guangwu of the Ming Dynasty, the Battle of Yaksa ended. Arshensky and Pajelin surrendered with 700 remaining soldiers.
This chapter has been completed!