Zhu Chongba was injured. His left arm was scratched by the tip of the knife. The wound was not deep, but the skin and flesh were turned out, which was very shocking. With tears in his eyes, Ma helped her husband bandage it with clean gauze. Zhu Chongba wrinkled slightly.
He frowned, moved a little, endured the pain, and went to see other injured soldiers.
Ma wanted to let her husband get more rest, but when the words reached his tongue, he just sighed and turned around to go back to work.
In the days of fighting, the Red Scarf Army paid a heavy price, and faintly, it seemed that we could hear crying.
Everyone else was working, but Zhang Ximeng, crouching on the ground with his hands on his knees, silently calculating secretly, was indeed the case. He was half of Zhu Chongba's brain, the one responsible for thinking... Three planes today.
All Lu Gong's chariots were damaged, and the casualties among the elite Yuan soldiers alone exceeded 800, not to mention the miscellaneous soldiers who had gathered together.
Looking at the Red Scarf Army, there is nothing to be happy about. One thousand households were killed, and the total number of soldiers and horses lost was even more than that of the Yuan soldiers, more than a thousand.
Judging from the casualties alone, it seems that the Red Turban suffered a loss.
But anyone with a little knowledge of military knowledge knows that the Red Turban Army won this battle, truly won it.
This conclusion was reached not only due to the situation of the Red Scarf Army, but also due to the characteristics of the city defense battle.
Lu Gong's car was considered an artifact, and it was burned by the red scarf. This alone caused the morale of both sides to wax and wane, which greatly benefited the defending side.
Moreover, after brutal battles, the combat effectiveness of the Red Scarf Army will quickly increase and get rid of the state of being a mob.
On the other hand, the Yuan army did not capture Haozhou in one fell swoop. Instead, they suffered heavy losses and people's hearts were shaken. All kinds of pressure will fall on Jia Lu.
Jia Lu was a Han minister and held a large army, which was a sin in itself. If he could not make achievements for a long time, the Yuan court would definitely not let him go. In fact, even the Mongols, when the country collapsed and the country was in turmoil, the thing they had to be wary of most was not their enemies, but their enemies.
He is a powerful minister of his own side, so he will make a bold move to remove Tutuo in the future.
It seems to future generations that he may have lost his mind and was completely mentally retarded. But if Tuotuo carries the power of victory, goes to Beijing with a sword in hand, and declares his interests to the Dog Emperor, then it is hard to say whether the great Yuan Dynasty will end.
But a living Cao Cao and Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty cannot escape.
Put yourself in Jia Lu's shoes and think about it. This old man will not give up. He will definitely risk his life.
Zhang Ximeng thought about it again and again and felt that it was necessary to discuss it carefully with Zhu Chongba.
At this time, Guo Zixing arrived just in time.
His face was full of joy and he opened his mouth to praise, "My dear son-in-law, today Yuan soldiers attacked the city from all sides, but your side fought the hardest, and you defended the best. You are truly a pillar of talent! My father-in-law has someone like you.
Son-in-law, I am finally relieved."
Guo Zixing was greatly relieved, with a smile in his eyes.
Zhu Chongba felt helpless in his heart, why didn't you come earlier?
He was not qualified to question Guo Zixing, so he could only say: "After days of hard fighting, the equipment used to defend the city has been almost exhausted. There is a serious shortage of arrows, as well as rolling logs and stones, especially the lack of troops... Please support me, Commander-in-Chief!"
When Zhu Chongba asked for something, Guo Zixing's old face lost his smile and became cold.
"If you complain, others will also suffer. Especially since we are still members of our own family, I can't be partial."
Zhu Chongba was stunned for a moment by what he said. Haozhou Red Scarf has always blatantly favored its own people. When did it become selfless? Could it be that the commander-in-chief was angry with him because of the previous incident?
But you shouldn’t ignore the city’s defense!
"Back to the Marshal, Jia Lu suppressed three Lu Gong cars in Xicheng. This is known to everyone. Give the brothers some tools, who can say anything? I beg the Marshal to have mercy!" Zhu Chongba said.
, knelt down on one knee. The surrounding soldiers noticed it and also cast their eyes on Guo Zixing. In their eyes, there was not much respect, but the abuse was real.
Guo Zixing secretly took a breath, Zhu Chongba was right, three Lu Gong cars were all destroyed by him, but it was because you were so good at fighting that it was difficult to handle!
After a while, Guo Zixing said slowly: "Since we are short of soldiers and horses, I told Marshal Peng to send his son Peng Zaozhu to help you defend the city."
Zhu Chongba naturally needs to replenish his troops, but what does it mean to send Peng to live here early?
"Commander, we are brothers fighting tigers. It may be better for father and son to go into battle, and Marshal Peng to follow his father. On the humble side, can you send some veterans from Haozhou?" Zhu Chongba bravely requested, but he hadn't finished yet.
Guo Zixing's expression changed.
"Stop talking and act in accordance with the military orders. Later, let Peng Zaozhu lead 1,500 people to help you and defend the city well!"
Guo Zixing whipped his horse and left quickly, without giving Zhu Chongba a chance to refute.
Lao Zhu stood on the spot in a daze. It was not until Zhang Ximeng came from a distance that Zhu Chongba came back to his senses.
"Little sir, the commander-in-chief is restricting you!" Zhu Chongba said with a frown.
Zhang Ximeng nodded helplessly, that was indeed the case.
Under pressure, Guo Zixing had no choice but to let Zhu Chongba defend the city. He wanted to use him, but he was afraid that he would soar into the sky, so he was in trouble everywhere.
It was even more ill-intentioned to let Peng Zao live here. His father was Peng Da, who had retired from Xuzhou. He had started the incident early, and he still had a group of old subordinates who had gone through many hardships. Although he had gone to Haozhou and stayed under someone else's roof, his strength should not be underestimated.
The prestige is also high.
Sending Peng Da's son to Zhu Chongba was an operation that only made him surrender.
Zhang Ximeng Baba analyzed the troubles on Jialu's side, but he did not expect that his own side would play a game of checks and balances first.
Guo Zixing is really promising.
Zhu Chongba was not stupid, and after a little thought, he understood the commander's intention. The grain merchant incident earlier involved Marshal Peng, and Guo Zixing really intensified his efforts, never forgetting to use tricks.
Faced with repeated suppression, Zhu Chongba's dissatisfaction became increasingly intense.
If the independent development mentioned earlier was just a seed, but now it has sprouted and taken root, it seems that I will not be able to get along with Marshal Guo for a long time.
"No matter what, we still have to defend Haozhou!" Zhu Chongba gritted his teeth and said, "We're afraid that Marshal Peng won't listen to us, and if we cause trouble, it will only benefit Yuan Tatar!"
Zhang Ximeng also knows the horror of internal fighting. Is Guo Zixing really an old fool and not afraid of giving Haozhou to the Yuan soldiers?
He rolled his eyes and suddenly smiled and said: "My lord, this matter is actually not difficult."
"Isn't it difficult?" Zhu Chongba smiled bitterly, "Mr. Is there any way?"
Zhang Ximeng came close to Zhu Chongba's ear and whispered: "The commander-in-chief wants to contain him on both sides, so why don't my benefactor go and talk to Commander-in-Chief Peng?"
"Shall we go see him?" Zhu Chongba asked in surprise, can Guo Zixing agree?
"Yes!" Zhang Ximeng nodded vigorously, "Marshal Peng retreated from Xuzhou and has a blood feud with the Tatars. He has the strongest will to fight against the Yuan Dynasty. As long as my benefactor is honest with him, he should be able to resolve the suspicion. My benefactor can't be too honest."
Zhu Chongba was shocked. This was indeed a very direct method.
But there is no doubt that it also went against Guo Zixing's thoughts, which is almost a betrayal.
Zhu Chongba was stunned. Guo Zixing was restraining him. Will he betray Guo Zixing? Is this okay?
Seeing Zhu Chongba's hesitation, Zhang Ximeng also knew that he was worried about Guo Zixing's kindness and could not make a decision, so he leaned close to his ear and whispered: "My dear friend, Haozhou is great!"
This sentence made Zhu Chongba tremble. Yes, there are still hundreds of thousands of Yuan troops outside. If the city is lost, not only him, but also his wife who just passed by will die.
The little family we just formed is about to be shattered again.
Zhu Chongba couldn't bear the pain of losing his family and his family a second time.
"We...get it!"
Zhu Chongba sighed heavily and finally made up his mind. He put away the knife, dusted himself off, and disappeared into the night without taking anyone with him.
He was not surprised that Zhang Ximeng stayed where he was. Guo Zixing's approach was similar to that of the micro-manipulation master. It was not that he did not know the overall situation, but that he was not confident in himself and was afraid that his subordinates would be too capable and lose control.
However, Lao Zhu is a man of extraordinary ability. It is reasonable that he cannot stay under others for a long time and embark on his own path of development.
Zhang Ximeng saw through the situation, and just waiting to survive this battle, he tried to encourage Zhu Chongba to recruit troops, develop independently, and leave this group of insects.
Zhang Ximeng thought for a while, and then focused on defending the city, thinking about Jia Lu's remaining tricks... It was another sleepless night.
As soon as the sky dawned, the Yuan soldiers launched another offensive. The troops were still strong and the battle became more intense... But without a powerful weapon like Lu Gong's chariot, they could not break through the city wall.
But at this moment, someone with good eyesight discovered that five mounds had appeared in front of Yuan Bing's formation.
Are Yuan soldiers going to raise Tushan?
Zhang Ximeng immediately became alert, this was indeed a solution.
Isn't the biggest advantage of the city wall that it is high enough?
If you build a mountain of earth outside the city, which is higher than the city wall, and then use bows and crossbows to block the city from a high position, it will not be easy to capture!
Hurry up and fire the cannon to stop Yuan Bing!
This suggestion came from Zhu Chongba’s side, a heroic young man wearing exquisite armor, Marshal Peng Zaozhu!
It seemed that he and Zhu Chongba were on good terms. Obviously, Lao Zhu's actions had an effect.
"It's not that we are reluctant, but we are thinking that the Tatars' artillery backfire is very powerful. If we let them see the truth and destroy our artillery, then we will only get beaten." Zhu Chongba explained patiently.
Peng Zaozhu thought to himself: "Master Zhu, I have said it anyway. My father asked me to listen to you, so I will listen to you!"
After Peng Zaozhu finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Zhu Chongba braced himself but did not say anything. After another two days, the Yuan army's soil and mountains were almost gone.
Peng Zaoyao became anxious and found Zhu Chongba again, only to find Zhu Chongba squatting on the ground with a young man, muttering.
"Master Zhu, what do you mean?"
Zhu Chongba raised his head, glanced at Zhang Ximeng again, and suddenly laughed, "There is indeed something important, and I need the young marshal's help." As he said that, he took Peng Zaozhu and squatted down together.
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The night was dark, and the continuous fighting had made both sides exhausted. At this moment, the red scarves on duty at the top of the city mostly leaned against the parapet, drooled, and fell asleep soundly.
At this moment, there seemed to be a rustling sound under the city wall, but it was not loud enough and was not enough to disturb the sleeping soldiers.
Just like this, after a while, finally somewhere, a piece of floating soil fell with a crash, and a figure emerged from it.
He rubbed his eyes, and then he saw clearly that in front of him was not the ground, but a trench!
Broken, the city is prepared!
Just when this guy was shocked and wanted to turn around, a spear pierced his soft ribs and penetrated deep into his bones. The other party pulled hard and actually pulled this yuan soldier into the ditch!
It was Peng Zaozhu who took action. The young marshal's eyes gleamed, showing a bloodthirsty look.
"The dog Tartar has thrown himself into a trap, kill him!"
Not only in this place, but also in four other places, Tatars broke out of the ground, but they were all discovered by the squatting Red Turban Army. At one time, 500 Red Turban Army jumped into the ditch, scrambled to beat the ground rats!
Hearing the cry of killing, Zhang Ximeng hurriedly got up, looked from a distance, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Tatars in the urn.
Since there is a mountain of earth, how can we not dig tunnels?
The soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty used the mounds of earth to confuse the red scarf, but they secretly dug tunnels below, hoping to enter the city in advance.
This move must be said to be very beautiful, but Zhang Ximeng dug the trench in advance and did not give them a chance at all.
If that's all it is, it's just a waste of effort.
But they didn’t know that Zhang Ximeng had people secretly tie a hammer to a rope and hit the ground outside the city. Wherever there was an empty space, that was where the tunnel passed!
He took out the means to check for hollow tiles.
After determining the direction of the tunnel, large rocks large enough to crack the soil above were prepared at the head of the city.
Just when the Yuan soldiers appeared, the red scarves who were still sleeping on the city stood up, and several people carried the stones and threw them in the predetermined direction.
One piece, two pieces!
With a bang, the tunnel couldn't bear it and collapsed.
The people in the tunnel were terrified and inexplicable fear.
The way back was blocked, and those who entered first had no time to escape in the narrow tunnel, so they were trapped and became turtles in a urn.
"Dog Tartars, you have no way out, either suffocate yourself to death inside, or get out and surrender!"
Peng Zaozhu shouted wildly, and the Red Scarf Army up and down the city laughed loudly, mocking Yuan Tatar for being stupid.
The Yuan soldiers dug a total of five tunnels, but they were all abandoned now. More than two hundred soldiers were trapped in the tunnels. The Red Scarf Army had prepared fireworks, and some people were holding cattail fans and fanning them inside.
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Thick smoke entered the tunnel, and coughs and yells could be heard inside.
Within a moment, Yuan Bing rolled out with runny nose and tears, like a mouse, and became a prisoner of the red scarf.
It's just that those who came out were less than fifty, and the rest were left underground and became dead ghosts...
