The siege of the two armies lasted for ten days before briefly stopping. The siege was forced to stop because the casualties were too great.

Tang Xing'an attacked the North Gate, and nearly 10,000 people died in the battle. Occasionally, soldiers who managed to climb the tower were instantly strangled by the Fuzhou army.

This is because the Gyeonggi army and the private soldiers of various ethnic groups are very capable and obey orders, otherwise the casualties would be even greater.

Even more people died on the Yangzhou Army side. Later history books only used eight words to describe the brutality of the war:

Twenty thousand corpses abandoned, no progress made!

Outside the west gate of Fuzhou City are the corpses of Yangzhou soldiers, like a hell on earth.

At this moment, the Yangzhou Army's commander's tent was full of people. Several of them were generals in the Yangzhou Army and could be considered direct relatives of the Zhao family.

There are also a dozen people from major families in Yangzhou who are leading the army this time. They are either the sons of the family or close relatives of the family. Each of them represents a family.

Although everyone has different identities, their expressions at this moment are surprisingly the same, dejected and miserable.

Just like the weather this summer, there is no energy.

After fighting for ten days, the only result achieved by the Yangzhou Army was to completely fill in the ravine outside the west gate. Countless earth bags were used and the lives of 20,000 soldiers were sacrificed.

"Snapped!"

Zhao Zhongtian, who was standing at the front, slapped the hanging map.

The anger on Zhao Zhongtian's face was no longer as calm as it was at the beginning.

This kind of casualties was indeed a bit beyond his expectation. He had lost a quarter of his 80,000 men within ten days of the war.

"Is this the result of your ten-day attack on the city? They are all rubbish!" Zhao Zhongtian pointed at everyone in the room and scolded them: "There are only 50,000 or 60,000 soldiers in the city, and we have a full 80,000 people! In addition to the Gyeonggi army, there are

There are hundreds of thousands of people. Is this city of Fuzhou made of iron? I don’t believe it can’t be attacked!”

Although there were many children of aristocratic families present, who were usually prominent people in their respective family territories, they did not dare to express their anger in the face of Zhao Zhongtian's scolding, because he was the younger brother of the head of the Zhao family!

Ding Hui looked at the silent crowd and said with a grimace: "General, Fuzhou City has strong walls, sufficient food and grass, and the defenders are all elites under King Fu. It is true that we will not be able to capture it for a while.

It will take some time."

Ding Hui has been sitting on the front line, and has been attacking the city with temporarily recruited troops for the past ten days. Although the soldiers adapted from the bandits are not high in combat effectiveness and cannot compare with the regular army.

However, the Fuzhou Army's defense was indeed fierce and flawless. Even if the Yangzhou pro-army attacked the city, they would probably suffer heavy casualties.

Zhao Zhongtian, who was out of the fire, also lost his temper a little. He snorted and sat down on the chair, the armor on his body clattering.

Zhao Zhongtian waved his hand in annoyance: "Please step aside, Ding Hui stays."

Everyone in the tent saw that Zhao Zhongtian's face became kinder, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. They cast a grateful look at Ding Hui, and then they all left the handsome tent. Wouldn't they be scolded if they stayed?

Zhao Zhongtian looked up at the capable general next to him and asked, "What do you think we should do next?"

"We can only attack the city while besieging it. Although we suffered heavy casualties, the Fuzhou Army also lost many people, so we cannot give them a chance to breathe." Ding Hui replied without thinking.

"Sigh." Zhao Zhongtian rubbed his head with some annoyance: "Just do what you said and continue to attack the city."

Ding Hui asked hesitantly: "We have lost 20,000 soldiers in the past ten days, and there are still 60,000 troops left, including 15,000 elite Yangzhou troops. Do we need to let these elites attack the city?"

The real elite of the Yangzhou Army these days have not moved at all and have been recharging their strength for a long time. If these fifteen thousand people had been killed in the battle, Zhao Zhongtian would have jumped out of anger.

"No!" Zhao Zhongtian refused without hesitation: "Now it seems that Fuzhou City cannot be won in a short time. These fifteen thousand people are our trump card and should never be used unless absolutely necessary!"

Zhao Zhongtian knew in his heart that only these fifteen thousand people were his true soldiers. The other soldiers may not be reliable, including private soldiers from famous families, and their combat effectiveness may not be as good.

Ding Hui lowered his head and pondered for a while, then put forward his own idea: "Then the remaining more than 40,000 soldiers can be divided into ten teams. Each major family will lead one team, and they will take turns attacking the city every day, so that the Fuzhou Army can continue to face me.

The pressure of the army!”

"Okay! Let's do it like this!" Zhao Zhongtian nodded with satisfaction: "We have to consume them to death!"

The Yangzhou army, which had been resting for several days, finally made moves again. The major families took turns to attack the city with their own private soldiers and temporarily recruited soldiers.

Zhao Zhongtian personally promised that whichever family would attack the city first, the Zhao family would guarantee that their children would be able to serve as officials in the court, and at least become senior civil servants with real power.

A local governor of a prefecture is no more than a third-rank official, and there has always been a saying that officials in the capital are superior. A local official with a fourth-rank official position in the capital is almost as powerful as a county governor, and is considered to be a high-ranking official with high authority.

Under the temptation of power, major aristocratic families began to attack the city with all their strength. After Tang Xing'an received Zhao Zhongtian's notification, he also began to take action and attacked the city at the same time.

Fuzhou City fell into a long siege battle.

The atmosphere in Prince Fu's Mansion is slightly more relaxed. Firstly, the remaining generals are determined to die. Secondly, Fuzhou City is now considered impregnable.

Sitting on the Taishi chair, Zhou Tongfu took off his thick armor and wore only a thin single coat in the hot summer.

"Father." Zhou Weiran said softly from the side: "In the past ten days, more than 7,000 soldiers in the city died in battle, and the casualties of the soldiers who attacked the city far exceeded ours."

It is true that there are only 50,000 to 60,000 soldiers in Fuzhou City, but there are still a large number of civilians who have been recruited to help defend the city walls. Although they have little combat power, they can still throw stones and spread kerosene.

"It's expected." Zhou Tongfu said calmly. He has been operating in Fuzhou for more than 20 years, so he still has some confidence.

Zhou Weiran showed a look of hatred on his face and said, "It's a pity that the siege army outside the city does not have the Liangzhou Army, otherwise I will definitely let them never come back!"

Zhou Tongfu's eyes instantly darkened. The Liangzhou Army was the culprit responsible for their defeat. Looking back, his generals also died in their hands one after another.

The father and son hated the Liangzhou Army deeply!

"Hmph!" Zhou Tongfu snorted coldly: "Just wait, as long as we can block the attack of these two armies, the Liangzhou Army will appear sooner or later, and we will have to let them abandon their bodies under this city wall!"

The father and son looked at each other, and a sinister smile appeared on their faces. Since they have made up their minds to die, wouldn't it be more pleasant to drag the Liangzhou Army to die together?

In the summer of the second year of Jingtai, the two armies fought for another whole month. Their long-term attack on Fuzhou was fruitless, and the continuous siege gradually turned into an intermittent siege.
Chapter completed!