The first thousand four hundred and forty-seven chapters dispatched to protect the Xiang army
After a while, a large army rushed out of Xiangyang City with shouts of "killing". The movement was so loud that it was as if tens of thousands of troops were leaving the city. The Mongolian army was startled and immediately stopped eating. The entire army was on alert, but it turned out that there were only a few thousand people.
At that time, the Mongol army almost dropped their eyes.
They were about to counterattack, but these thousands of troops retreated decisively. This repeated several times, until the Mongolian front army was so exhausted and exhausted that they had no choice but to retreat a mile away.
On the city tower, the defenders were eating, and they all burst out laughing at this scene. This was the first time they had seen this kind of guerrilla warfare.
Murong Fu immediately sent another army out of the city to pick up the arrows he had shot before. Although he was pretending to be aggressive, he was actually bleeding in his heart. Some people were careful and generous, and some were generous.
stingy, he obviously belongs to the former.
After lunch, the Mongolian army came back. Because the morale of the front army was too low, Temujin had to let the Chinese army take over in advance. This was the real elite part, and it was the best in the entire army in terms of armor, weapons, and combat power.
Murong Fu stood on the tower, looking at the black phalanxes with shields below. The most important thing was that the number of catapults had increased to more than a thousand. He felt a little numb.
The power of this thing in siege warfare is obvious to all. Even if it can't hit anyone, it can hit the city wall with perfect accuracy. Facing such a large number of catapults, Deng Baichuan's net rope is completely useless, but the bow and arrow range
It is far inferior to a catapult and cannot be reached at all.
As long as the city wall is smashed and the defenders have no support and cover, they will have no advantage in bow and arrow shooting.
"Mr. Murong, Guo and all other martial arts comrades are willing to ask Ying to go out of the city and destroy the opponent's catapult." At this time, Guo Jing came over and said loudly.
There were several people accompanying him, including Huang Rong, Qiu Chuji, Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Sanfeng, etc.
Murong Fu frowned and did not answer. There were four large phalanxes in front of the catapults, totaling 40,000 troops. It would not be easy to pass through them, and there were too many catapults. Even if these martial arts people succeeded in charging through,
The past cannot be destroyed all at once.
While he was frowning and thinking, suddenly a clear voice came from behind, "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law."
"What's wrong?" Murong Fu looked back, but it was Ah Zi who hurriedly ran up the tower.
Ah Zi ran over panting, glanced at Guo Jing and the others, and whispered something into Murong Fu's ear.
Murong Fu was slightly stunned after hearing this, and then a strange color flashed in his eyes, "How many troops are there?"
Ah Zi replied, "Roughly estimated, there should be twenty to thirty thousand."
"So many..." Murong Fu pondered for a moment, "Has Ling'er arrived?"
Azi curled her lips and said, "We're here."
Murong Fu's eyes flickered for a while, "Then... wait a little longer."
"Still waiting!" Ah Zi was startled, "Isn't it too risky?"
Murong Fu had an incomprehensible expression on his face, revealing a bit of madness and cruelty, "Wait, the higher the risk, the greater the reward."
Seeing his appearance, Ah Zi showed a devilish smile, her little face flushed with excitement, "Then just listen to my brother-in-law."
The conversation between the two was not concealed at all, and everyone was confused. Although they were curious, they didn't feel comfortable asking more questions.
"It's moving, the Mongolian army is moving!" a defender suddenly shouted.
Everyone turned around and saw four large phalanxes advancing slowly, and the catapults behind them also began to be loaded.
Guo Jing said hurriedly, "Mr. Murong, please let me wait until we leave the city. If it's too late, it will be too late."
"Yes, let us go out. Pindao has no intention of returning to Xiangyang City alive. Even if he dies, Pindao will destroy as many catapults as possible." Qiu Chuji said with determination.
When the others were about to speak, Murong Fu waved his hand and said, "Calm down, if you go out now, you will definitely not be able to pass through these four square formations."
"Then what should we do? Are we going to watch the city wall being smashed open?" Qiu Chuji blurted out.
Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly, "Taoist Master Qiu, I told you that everyone should obey the orders. If you don't obey the orders, you can leave the tower. Otherwise, don't blame me for military law."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere instantly solidified.
Huang Rong hurriedly spoke out, "Senior Brother Qiu, we cannot rely on temporary enthusiasm when marching and fighting. We must consider the overall situation. Let's just listen to him."
Qiu Chuji also realized that he was a little anxious, and immediately lowered his head slightly and said apologetically, "It's just Pindao who is anxious."
Murong Fu nodded slightly and said no more.
In fact, he was in a hurry. Temujin used phalanxes to open the way and used catapults to intimidate and cover. The effectiveness of bows and arrows would be greatly reduced. As long as he persisted for a period of time, not only could the city wall be broken open, but the moat would also be filled.
Of course, he can use artillery to directly destroy the catapult, but the reason why the trump card is called the trump card is that it is revealed last. If it is exposed prematurely, the subsequent battle will only be more disadvantageous. After all, there are hundreds of thousands of troops gathered outside the city.
, it is impossible to completely eliminate it with just a few artillery pieces.
Deng Baichuan hurried over and said, "Sir, this catapult is difficult to deal with. I want to send the Pioneer Battalion out of the city."
This is also a way to deal with catapults. The vanguard battalion is cavalry, numbering about five thousand. Going out of the city to fight in close quarters can not only disrupt the opponent's formation, but also greatly reduce the effectiveness of the catapults.
But the only problem is that Xiangyang City has a moat, and the suspension bridge must be lowered to leave the city. Once the retreat fails, the Mongolian army will be introduced into the city. It can be said that it will take a huge risk. It is for this reason that Deng Baichuan came to ask Murong Fu for instructions first.
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Murong Fu thought for a long time, then nodded decisively, "Okay, let's use the vanguard camp as a suspect to cover up the escort army and the martial arts comrades from various factions when they leave the city."
After thinking for a while, he added, "After destroying the catapult, let them return from the south gate."
"Yes!" Deng Baichuan responded and left.
Guo Jing and others looked a little excited, Qiu Chuji said excitedly, "Pindao will go and summon the Quanzhen disciples to cooperate with General Deng."
"I'll go too, poor Taoist."
Several people said something and hurried down the tower. Huang Rong glanced at Guo Jing's back and was about to follow, but Murong Fu suddenly reached out and pulled her back, "Follow me obediently and don't go anywhere."
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Zhou Zhiruo had only taken two steps. After hearing these words, she couldn't help but turn back and looked at the two of them in disbelief.
Huang Rong's face turned red and she took her hand back. Murong Fu smiled and said, "Zhiruo, don't go either."
"You..." Zhou Zhiruo was still shocked by the relationship between the two and didn't hear what he said at all.
Murong Fu's face was stern, "The leader of the Huang Gang is a military advisor. He has to take charge of the overall situation and cannot be involved in danger. The same goes for you, Zhiruo. I have an important task for you later, so you cannot leave the city."
Zhou Zhiruo came back to her senses and frowned slightly, "What if I don't go? Emei disciples cannot do without me."
Before Murong Fu could speak, Ah Zi laughed playfully and said, "Brother-in-law, if you favor them, you will favor them. Why do you say it so grandly?"
Murong Fu's face turned dark. At this moment, a whistling wind sounded. Several people looked up and saw flying rocks coming through the air.
"Be careful!" In the midst of the lightning and flint, Murong Fu shouted loudly, waved his hand with two bursts of energy, and rolled the three women over. His whole body was shocked, and a transparent air mask condensed instantly.
The stone fell down and was immediately bounced away by the air shield.
Not far away, the Lingxiao Pavilion disciples, Wu Wei and others also used their inner strength to knock away the falling rocks in front of them. However, the other defenders did not have this ability. Even though they were hiding behind the battlements, they were still hit by some flying rocks. In an instant,
A piece fell down.
Murong Fu shouted, "The disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion use all their strength to help the Tianshu Army resist the flying rocks."
"Yes!" Hundreds of Lingxiao Pavilion disciples immediately dispersed to the city wall, using their tyrannical skills to knock away the falling rocks.
For a time, the casualties of the defenders were greatly reduced, but this method was not advisable. The disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion were not Murong Fu, and they did not have deep and unparalleled internal strength, so they would not be able to persist for long.
Sure enough, after only one stick of incense had passed, even the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion suffered casualties, but there were still countless flying stones in the sky. Temujin really spent a lot of money. Not only did he bring out so many catapults, but he also collected so many stones.
There are so many rocks that the mountain must have been hollowed out.
Murong Fu mobilized his true energy to the extreme to protect an area of more than ten feet. With Zhou Zhiruo's skill, he naturally did not need his protection. He had already reached another section of the city wall, but this was not the way to go. Even if the casualties of the defenders had been stopped, he could still
The city wall is still being destroyed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Why is Deng Baichuan so slow!" Just when Murong Fu was complaining, a burst of killing sounds suddenly sounded. He took the time to glance away and saw thousands of cavalry rushing across the moat.
These more than 5,000 cavalrymen are Deng Baichuan's treasures. He tried every means to seize the horses from Huo Qingtong. It was not easy to build up this scale, and they can be regarded as the elite of Tianshu Army.
However, what neither he nor Murong Fu expected was that one of the four square formations actually prepared a long ditch. When they saw the cavalry leaving the city, they immediately approached and entangled them.
The stone-throwing continued. Murong Fu noticed that the cavalry had not broken through the enemy's formation. He couldn't help but snorted coldly and said to the herald, "There is no need to wait. Let the protective troops and martial arts people out immediately."
Deng Baichuan's intention was very clear. He wanted to wait for the cavalry to break through the formation before letting the escort troops and martial arts people leave the city. However, the current situation was obviously not optimistic, and the thousands of cavalry could not support them for long.
Not long after, all the Huxiang Army and the martial arts people came out of the city. For them, especially the Huxiang Army, there was no need to put up a suspension bridge at all. They just flew across the river. Those who were not very good at lightness could throw a bamboo pole on the river and move like a dragonfly on the water.
Passed by and soon entered the Mongolian army.
The number of martial arts people was not large, less than a thousand in total, because the core disciples of each sect were all forcibly recruited by Murong Fu.
When the Huxiang Army was formed, there were more than two thousand people, all of whom were elite disciples of various sects, but now there are only about eighteen thousand left. The rest either disobeyed orders and were killed by Murong Xue, or died during training.
, the rest of them have all survived through various cruel trainings, and their combat power is so fierce that no ordinary army can compare with it.
The most important thing is that these people all have good martial arts skills, and they have grown greatly during this period. Murong Fu wanted to know how effective such an army would be when trained.