On Beishan Fort.

Wu Nian looked up at the Mongolian camp that was gradually taking shape. He saw craftsmen removing parts from the large baggage vehicles one by one and then assembling them into siege vehicles.

Of course, huge siege engines cannot be pushed up the mountain. They are just parts when they leave the city, and they are not assembled until they arrive at the place.

Wu Nian looked at the types of siege vehicles. There was a well car that was as high as the city wall. It was a two-wheeled vehicle, like a square well. Archers could stand above it to make up for the lack of space on the siege side.

Highly disadvantaged.

There is a kind of ladder truck, which is a kind of chariot with two ladders. After operating the mechanism, the ladder can be set up on the city wall at a 45-degree angle. The defenders on the city cannot push away this kind of ladder truck.

There is also a wooden chariot, in which a huge shield is built in front of the car. Soldiers can hide behind the wooden chariot to move forward.

Wu Nian was silent for a moment, holding the left hand tightly on the handle of the knife.

The city wall was a weapon used by the Han people to deal with the northern peoples, but the Han people also mastered the skills of breaking down the city wall.

The northern peoples are no longer just people on horseback, they no longer only have cavalry, but they also add heavy infantry and heavy siege equipment.

It became this huge thing in front of me.

Mongol and Yuan Empire.

If the Mongols only had cavalry and used simple ladders, it would be much easier to deal with them.

"Brothers, fighting against the Mongols, even if we are defending the city, we actually don't have much advantage. Defending the city is the last resistance. Only we have a large number of soldiers and militia, relying on mountains, bows and arrows, and we

The only way to success is to fight guerrillas against the Mongols."

Wu Nian took a deep breath and said in a deep voice to Wang Gui on his left and right.

Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng looked ugly.

Compared to the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers who were armed to the teeth in front of them, Jurha's victory last time seemed like child's play. The last victory was really hard-won.

The victory was achieved through showing weakness, feigning surrender, and sneak attacks in tunnel warfare.

This time it's a head-to-head contest.

Even Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng are like this, let alone the elite soldiers and militia on the city wall. The elite soldiers are okay, they have strong willpower to support them.

Of course the militiamen with strong willpower were also very strong, but the weak ones were already trembling all over and wanted to lie down and pretend to be dead before they started fighting.

"Come in. Let's arrange the garrison tasks." Wu Nian greeted Wang Gui, and with a loud voice, the three of them entered the city gate building together and sat down in a formation.

"Although it is impossible, we have to be prepared for the Mongolian people to attack Beishan Fort at night. My plan is that you two will guard at night, one in the first half of the night and the other in the middle of the night. Use the militia to give the elite soldiers enough rest to deal with the battle during the day.

."

Wu Nian sat on the small bench, looked up at the two people on his left and said in a deep voice.

I have only heard of overnight attacks on the camp, but not of overnight attacks on the city.

But the Mongolians were too powerful and had to be guarded against.

Every elite soldier is precious, and of course they cannot be kept on vigil at night.

"Yes." Wang Gui responded simply.

Time passed quickly, and it soon became dark. Wu Nian had already made a bed in the city gate building and planned to sleep. But before going to bed, he walked out of the city gate and, accompanied by Wang Gui, went on a patrol

city ​​wall.

One after another, the militiamen stood on the city wall, standing in the cold wind, holding simple weapons such as spears in their hands, without any armor or jackets.

They are either determined or timid.

The eyes that looked at Wu Nian were either respectful or fearful.

"Brothers, there is ginger soup cooking in the kitchen of the barracks. If anyone feels cold, you can tell the flag officer leading you to have ginger soup made."

"If anyone catches cold or has a fever, they must report it in time. In addition, no one is allowed to leave their post without permission and must keep an eye on them energetically."

"We must not only guard against sneak attacks by the Mongols outside the city, but also guard against spies coming out of the city."

Wu Nian walked past a famous militiaman, his voice was very loud, and he took the trouble to tell him what he should pay attention to over and over again.

He first walked east to the corner, then turned back and walked west to the corner, and finally returned to the city gate tower.

"Leave it to you." Before entering the city gate tower to sleep, Wu Nian turned to look at Wang Gui and said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, sir. I will keep a close eye on you." Wang Gui took a deep breath, bent down and said in a deep voice.

"No. It's for us, for Beishan Fort, and for Yanhan." Wu Nian shook his head and said.

"Yes." Wang Gui trembled, then yelled with all his strength.

"Yes." Wu Nian nodded, opened the door and walked in. Two domestic slaves in the building immediately came up, took off Wu Nian's armor, prepared hot water, and soaked Wu Nian's feet.

After soaking his feet, Wu Nian rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Wu Nian woke up to the sound of Mongolian war drums and horns.

After Wu Nian opened his eyes, he immediately said to a domestic slave beside him: "Let Zhang Sheng tell the soldiers not to panic. This is the rally order of the Meng Yuan people. It will take some time for them to launch the siege. The soldiers stepped up.

Eat. The elite soldiers eat first, and the militiamen come last."

"Besides, get me breakfast."

"Yes." The servant responded with a panic look on his face. Wu Nian washed his face, ate breakfast leisurely, and then, served by two servants, he dressed neatly and walked out of the city with his left hand holding the handle of the knife at his waist.

The gatehouse stands on the city wall.

"Sir." He shouted in the middle of the night, with two dark circles under his eyes and a haggard look on his face as he came to Wu Nian.

"Go to sleep. I'm here with you." Wu Nian said.

"Yes." Zhang Sheng responded, and after clasping his fists and saluting, he went down the city wall and went into the military building.

Wu Nian raised his head and looked forward. The Mongolian camp had been opened, and the siege trucks were pushed out, including four well trucks, four ladder trucks, and four wooden curtain trucks.

After the siege vehicles were arranged in order, a black war horse carrying a Mongolian Yuan warrior general came out, followed by about a thousand Mongolian Yuan warriors.

Wu Nian glanced around and found that about 50% of the soldiers were wearing heavy armor.

The armor coverage rate is frighteningly high.

"If I have these armors, plus elite soldiers and militia, give me time to train. Humph." Wu Nian shook his head and got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind.

He looked back at the soldiers around him, put his right hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, pulled out a brand new steel knife, and shouted: "Brothers, fight to the death and never retreat."

"Fight to the death!!!"

The fighting will of the elite soldiers was much stronger, and they immediately raised their weapons, and in conjunction with Wu Nian, he also let out a loud roar.

bring it on.

Mongolian people.

Even if it is really a ghost, I will kill him.
Chapter completed!