In literary works, war is always passionate, or it may have a little romantic atmosphere.
But in real wars, especially in the wars of the cold weapons era, passion often represents cannon fodder and death.
On the battlefield, you must keep a calm mind.
Everything is not for anything else, just to survive.
Yang Shouwen, who had experienced the Battle of Changping, had the deepest experience. However, he did not expect that Meng Kai would go crazy and push the Feiwuman offensive to go higher and higher. The Feiwuman soldiers seemed to have no fear and launched an attack on Puci without fear of death. One wave of attacks was repelled, and another wave of attacks followed, endlessly.
After persisting for about an hour, Feiwuman finally began to climb the city.
Fortunately, there were not many barbarian soldiers who could climb the city. The defenders at the city entrance of Puci also relied on the Tu brothers to lead the way and quickly drove the barbarian soldiers off the city entrance. But even so, Puci's defense began to become a little loose.
Yang Shouwen had a dark face and was also secretly worried.
"Mole, send a signal to let Tu Shanhu attack from behind."
As he spoke, he held a gun in one hand and held the corrugated gold mace in the other, and rushed into the road with vigorous steps.
A barbarian soldier climbed up the city wall from the ladder. Before he could jump in, Yang Shouwen stepped forward and waved his mace, smashing the barbarian's head with a bang.
"Don't panic, destroy the ladder first.
Big Cat, you lead people to destroy the cloud ladder, Tushan leopard, Tushan eagle, and kill the enemy with me."
Yang Shouwen's joining made the defenders on the city excited.
He speared on the left and right mace, ran on the road, and went up to help when he saw the situation was tight. This indeed relieved a lot of pressure, which made the Puci defender who was originally a little panicked, gradually calmed down and stabilized his position.
Bang!
A firecracker exploded and turned into a ball of fireworks in the air.
With the emergence of fireworks, Feiwuman suddenly became in chaos in the camp on the north bank of the river.
The two brothers Yang Moli, Tushanlong and Tushanlong Tushanhu suddenly appeared from behind and broke into the camp with two hundred death warriors.
It turned out that before Meng Kai's army arrived, Yang Shouwen was worried that Meng Kai would attack wildly.
So he secretly ordered Tushanlong and Tushanhu to hide in the dense forest on the north bank of Anjushui with Yang Moli and two hundred suicides, waiting for his signal.
This is also a last resort. With the current situation in Puci County, it is probably difficult to defend simply. After all, the Feiwuman's troops are ten times more powerful than Puci, and Yang Shouwen must make some other arrangements.
Yang Shouwen vaguely remembers that there is such a plot in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
Cao Cao's troops entered Xuzhou, and Lu Bu was trapped in Xiapi.
Chen Gong said to him: "Cao Cao is powerful, and it will be difficult for us to defend Xia Pi to the death. Marquis Wen is extremely brave and powerful, and he led the cavalry to ambush outside the city. I defend the city. When the fierce battle is in full swing, the Junhou leads his troops to fight out, and Cao Cao will be defeated and returned."
Yang Shouwen knew that there were too many fictional plots in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
But he felt that the situation Lu Bu was facing at that time was very similar to the situation he was facing now? Of course, ten Meng Kais were not as good as Cao Cao, and he was even more unlu Bu, and his advantage was not comparable to Lu Bu.
In this way...
However, Yang Shouwen did not expect that he would use his trump card so quickly.
There is no way, Fei Wuman's attack was too fierce, and he almost didn't give Puci County a chance to breathe, so he had to act in advance.
Most of the Feiwumans stationed on the north shore are the elderly, weak, sick and disabled in the tribe.
He was almost all young and strong, and he was concentrated under Puci City, so there was no defense in the camp.
When Yang Moli and the other two led their troops into the camp, they would be in a state of no one. How could Feiwuman in the camp resist such a ferocious evil spirit as Yang Moli? He would immediately be defeated if he resisted a little.
"Yang Moli, stop chasing you, there is a place where they store their baggage. Come with me."
Before going to the war, Yang Shouwen repeatedly reminded Yang Moli that this action should follow Tu Shanhu's arrangements.
Yang Moli was a little unhappy because he felt that he was not happy enough to kill. However, he could not disobey Yang Shouwen's words, so after killing two more barbarians, he ran to Tu Shanhu angrily, "Big Tiger, what will we do next?"
"I burned their baggage, but I don't believe that Meng Kai would not come back to put out the fire.
As long as he comes back to put out the fire, the pressure on Ah Lang will be reduced... Let's do it quickly, and we must evacuate before the barbarian comes back."
Tu Shanhu spoke and led Yang Moli to the place where the baggage was piled up.
Feiwuman's supplies were all loaded in the car. Tushanlong had already brought people to add tinder oil. Seeing Yang Moli coming, he nodded at Tushanhu, then picked up the torch and threw it on the baggage cart.
The baggage truck suddenly started to burn and spread rapidly.
"Yang Moli, let's go."
"good!"
Yang Moli opened the way again, danced with the two hammers, and broke out of the camp with the Tu brothers.
Behind them, the flames continued to swallow the baggage vehicles and quickly turned into a sea of ​​fire...
"It's a fire, the camp is on fire!"
Meng Kai, who was supervising the battle on the south bank of Anjushui, heard a scream.
His face changed drastically, and he quickly turned around and looked at the other side of the river, and saw the fire on the other side soaring into the sky, almost illuminating the night sky for half a day.
"not good!"
Seeing this, Meng Kai couldn't help but be shocked.
There were a large amount of supplies and food stored in the camp. If it was burned, the entire tribe would likely fall apart.
However, the battle situation in Puci County...
Seeing that our side gradually gaining the upper hand, if we withdraw our troops at this time, wouldn’t all our efforts be wasted?
Meng Kai was also confused for a moment and hesitated, not knowing what to do.
At this time, Meng Huan walked forward and whispered: "Father, you can't continue to attack like this. You'd better go to put out the fire first."
"But……"
"Father, how much do you think the men still have to attack Puci now?"
Meng Kai was silent!
After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Ming Jin, stop the troops... Meng Huan, you and Meng Fu bring the army with you and go back to put out the fire first."
The base camp was raided, can Feiwuman continue to fight?
You know, those barbarians fighting in front are all in the camp, so how can they still have the mood to fight now?
Regardless of whether Meng Kai was willing or not, he knew that he had to stop the attack.
With the sound of a gong, the Feiwu barbarians finally stopped attacking and retreated like a tide.
At the same time, Meng Huan and Meng Fu also rushed back to the camp with a thousand barbarians. Fortunately, the Tang army burned the baggage only to harass the enemy, and quickly evacuated. The elderly, weak, sick and disabled who were resting in the camp saved their lives... But even so, Meng Huan couldn't help but twitch his cheeks when he saw the raging fire, and a hint of helpless smile appeared on her face.
"Put the fire, put out the fire immediately!"
He directed the barbarians behind him to put out the fire, and at the same time he grabbed Meng Fu who wanted to go up.
"Xiao Twelve, we lost!"
"ah?"
Seeing Meng Fu's face was confused, Meng Huan whispered: "The chief general of the Tang army is definitely a wise man.
His big fire almost burned out our hopes. Next, the men and women are afraid that they will no longer be willing to continue attacking the county town.”
"Why?"
Meng Huan pointed to the sea of ​​fire in front of him and whispered: "How much do you think our food and supplies can be left after this fire?
We used a lot of energy to seize the county town before, so the men were probably tired of it.
Now, this fire will make the children resent their father. It is probably even more impossible to capture the county town just now."
Meng Huan's words seemed a little confused.
But Meng Fu understood what he meant and couldn't help but feel heavy.
"What should I do?"
Meng Huan pondered for a moment and whispered in Meng Fu's ear, "Today's plan, my father can no longer convince his tribe members. If he continues to attack Puci, the tribe members' resentment will inevitably be even heavier. Moreover, it is a burden to keep these women, children, elderly and weak around him. What I mean is that we will go to see our father immediately and suggest that our father take the young and strong and leave immediately.
We walked eastward along the Anju River overnight and sneaked into Anju County.
After capturing Anju, we replenished sufficient food and grass, so we quickly went south to try to join forces with reinforcements from the Heman tribe...
As long as we have troops on our hands, we can have a place to live in Annan.
If he becomes a lonely man in the end, it is the same as if he and the Manchus will accept us again. Even if he accepts it, he may not have a good face."
"But our tribe members..."
Meng Huan showed pain, but soon she made up her mind.
"A hero cut off his arm and did it without permission.
If my father wants to make a comeback, he cannot be kind to a woman... This is also our only solution at present.
The Tang people were known for their kindness and virtue. If their tribesmen were captured by them, they would have no way to survive.
But if you continue to be with us, you will be afraid that Feiwuman's bloodline will not survive."
Meng Fu deeply agreed when he heard this.
He has always respected Meng Huan. Although he did not obey his words, he could listen to Meng Huan's words.
"Then we..."
"I'm here to put out the fire. Now you go to find other brothers immediately and then jointly persuade your father.
Otherwise, you and I alone would not be able to change your mind. You should contact others quickly without delay.”
"But what if my father refuses to listen?"
A ruthless look flashed in Meng Huan's eyes.
He took a deep breath, looked at Meng Fu and smiled, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, at this time, my father will definitely be able to listen."
Meng Fu no longer hesitated, turned his horse's head and went to discuss with other brothers.
Meng Huan looked at the sea of ​​fire in front of her and sighed softly, "I have said a long time ago that the Tang people are strong and we cannot shake them, but you don't listen to my persuasion, but you have to believe the nonsense of the Annan barbarians. If you can believe the words of the Annan barbarians, why would you act like a ground rat? Father, you are destroying the entire Feiwuman... You said, what should I do? What should I do to save these tribe members?"
Speaking of this, Meng Huan sighed and stood there in a daze...
it's over!
It's finally over...
Yang Shouwen stood on the top of the city, covered in blood.
The black iron spear had been abandoned by him just now, and was replaced by an iron shield.
At this moment, he held his mace and threw the shield to the ground with a clang. On the top of the city, blood had already flowed into a river, and the shield fell to the ground, splashing blood everywhere.
Yang Shouwen leaned against the city wall and looked at the raging fire in the distance, and suddenly laughed.
I didn’t expect that I also had a time to plan and make great plans?
"Li Jun, what are you laughing at?"
"I'm wondering, what will Meng Kai do next?"
Huan Daochen was stunned for a moment and walked to Yang Shouwen's side.
However, he slightly retreated half of his body, which, on the surface, was a kind of respect for Yang Shouwen.
But in fact, he himself understood that from this moment on, he had made up his mind.
"Mr. Li's plan to help the world. I thought it was a pity to separate out many people outside the city.
Now it seems that Li Jun had already planned... If this fire broke out, Fei Wuman's vitality would be damaged by half."
Yang Shouwen said: "Yes, even if Meng Kai continues to attack the city next, it will be difficult to achieve the previous effect.
Yang Moli and the others did a good job. After returning to Luoyang, I would like to ask for credit for them... I have finally felt much more relaxed now."
Behind him, there was a sound of footsteps.
Su Laolai and Su Moer, and the Tu brothers all came over, stood behind Yang Shouwen, and looked at the fire on the other side of the river together. Everyone, including the surviving soldiers, breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a sense of surviving life in their hearts.
I have to say that the pressure Feiwuman put on them just now was too great.
The barbarians' fierce attacks caused considerable losses to the Puci defenders, with more than 300 casualties, most of whom were Puci's powerful people.
"Li Jun, will the barbarian come again?"
Su Moer looked at the retreating Feiwu barbarians and couldn't help asking.
Yang Shouwen turned around and looked at him, then shook his head and whispered: "I don't know either! But even if they come again, there is no need to be nervous.
The most difficult time has passed, and I believe that those barbarians are powerless to continue..."
As he spoke, he looked up at the night sky.
It's past midnight!
Yang Shouwen suddenly let out a long sigh, looked out of the city again, murmured to himself: "This night is really long!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!