The smell of blood and murder filled the air, and the cold wind roared outside the tent. Mixed in with it was the sound of running footsteps of people in the camp. ≥In the big tent, several Jurchen generals headed by Zong Wang were discussing the war. Below, the leader Sai La, the fierce general who attacked the city, even had blood stains on his body. Not long ago, he even personally led his elite troops to rush to the city wall. However, the battle did not last long and he was forced down by the swarming reinforcements from the Wu Dynasty.
After the scouts came over to report the situation outside of Bianliang's offensive and defense, there was silence in the camp for a moment. Zong Wang frowned in front of him and waved his hand after a long while.
"So, there is no one in the Wu Dynasty who can fight? Xia Cun...why were they defeated like that before?"
The anger hidden in his words made people afraid to answer. After a while, Yan Mu, who had just arrived from Moutuogang, said: "In my opinion, it may be that the people of the Wu Dynasty gathered all the defeated people." The elite among the soldiers are willing to risk their lives and take risks."
"The elites of the Wu Dynasty are only around their generals. Among the more than 300,000 defeated troops, even if they can be gathered together, how can they be used... But the general in the valley is said to be the right minister of the Wu Dynasty in the city. Son, it is not impossible to say so." Zong Wang looked at the battle map in the center of the tent with a gloomy face, "Defend Bianliang, force me to fight quickly, strengthen the walls and clear the fields, cut off my food routes, and the spring floods will cut off the Yellow River. I I thought this was a conspiracy early on, but now it seems that I was not wrong. And those firearms..."
After receiving the letter earlier, he guessed that the person behind it had a great connection with the ongoing Jianbi Qingye. Guo Yaoshi targeted the Western Army, but secretly, many clues about Jianbi Qingye should be connected to Xia Cun Of course, as the commander-in-chief, Zong Wang only had an impression of this matter in his mind, and he would not pay too much attention to it. However, when more than 200,000 Wu Dynasty troops were defeated in the early morning of September 25th, the Wurui camp side, More than 20 large vehicles exploded, which made some generals attacking in this direction very concerned.
The Jurchens originated in a barbaric land, but they established their country in a short period of time. These first batch of generals did not follow the old ways, and were especially keen on various things on the battlefield, including siege equipment, including the Wu Dynasty. Firearms, but compared to most of the siege equipment, the Wu Dynasty's firearms are really flashy things at the moment. Although there was an explosion that night, it did not cause too many casualties to our side in the end. Therefore, we did not continue to pursue it at that time. . But the one who appeared in Xia Cun this time seemed a little different.
"Zhang Linghui and Liu Shunren were defeated, and Medicine Master Guo must have known about it. This is his business, and he needs to conquer this place. The only thing I care about is Bianliang City!" Zong Wang said, knocking his fist there. On the table, "We have been attacking the city for several days. Our army's casualties have exceeded 10,000, and the Wu Dynasty's casualties were more than five times higher than our army's. Their combat power was so weak that our army broke through the city defenses several times. In the end, the city could not be broken." ?Have you ever encountered this kind of thing before!?"
Zong Wang's eyes were stern, and everyone had lowered their heads. The attack and defense in front of them also seemed incomprehensible to them. The Wu Dynasty's army was not without elites, but as Zong Wang said, most of them had fighting consciousness. The skills are not very powerful. In the past few days, in the process of using the Jurchen army's elite to cooperate with the siege machinery, they can always achieve results - in the head-on battle, even if the opponent summons the will, he is by no means an elite Jurchen soldier. There were many opponents, not to mention that many soldiers of the Wu Dynasty did not have that kind of will. Once a small-scale defeat occurred, Jurchen soldiers killed people like melons and vegetables. This happened several times.
However, such a situation cannot be expanded. If the front army collapses on the battlefield, causing the rear troops to flee like an avalanche, this is not the first time that the Jurchen troops have encountered it, but this time, a small-scale rout,
You will always be confined to a small area.
On the Bianliang city wall, after a small-scale rout and massacre, the reinforcements of the Wu Dynasty soldiers and civilians would swarm over again. They swarmed over, and under the fierce attack of the Jurchens, they would only encounter a rout. However, the third army
Troops, the fourth troop will still come over, and reinforcements from the rear will be like a vast ocean. In the end, it will actually cause psychological pressure on the Jurchen soldiers.
What supports these people is definitely not true bravery. They have never experienced such high-intensity fighting. Even if they are encouraged to rush forward by blood, once they face blood and corpses, their reactions will slow down and their field of vision will narrow.
, the heartbeat will speed up, and they are definitely not as good as the Jurchen soldiers in terms of pain tolerance. For the real Jurchen elites, even if their stomach is cut open or their legs are cut off, they will roar and stab the enemy, and ordinary minor injuries will be more severe.
It will not affect their combat effectiveness, and these people may have been stabbed and then lay on the ground and let themselves be slaughtered. Even if they fought head-on, five or six of them would not be able to exchange for the life of a Jurchen soldier. Such a defense should be unbearable.
Just one hit.
But now, the death toll of the Jurchen troops has exceeded 5,000. Including the soldiers whose combat effectiveness was affected by injuries, the casualties have exceeded 10,000. In the Bianliang City in front of you, you don't know how many people have died. Their city defenses have been smashed.
In several places, blood was poured over and over again, and was burned black in the flames. In the heavy snow, the soldiers on the city wall were cowardly and fearful, but they had no idea when they could break the city. Even the Jurchen general in front of him
We have no confidence in our hearts.
It can definitely be broken, but... do they really want to smash all the soldiers in their hands? Where is their bottom line, and what is it that drives them to make such a desperate defense. It makes people feel uncomfortable just thinking about it.
It was unbelievable. And the news about the battle in Xia Cun that came at this time made people feel even more depressed.
"As the capital city of a country, I want to fight quickly. I admit that I underestimated it before. However, the people of Wu Dynasty used the residents of the city as defenders. Their bloody strength may be used for a while, but as time goes by, panic will definitely occur in the city. If that happens,
I will crush this city! I will not seal the sword for ten days!"
There are millions of residents in Bianliang City. If they really want to drain the will of everyone in the city in such a battle, the number of people to be killed on the city wall may not reach more than 200,000. It is conceivable that if forced to this point, his subordinates
The army has also suffered heavy casualties. But no matter what, the city in front of him has become a place that must be captured! Zong Wang put his fist on the table, and after a moment, he punched and made a decision...
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Just when Zong Wang and others were surprised by the tenacity of this city, some people in Bianliang City were also surprised by the same thing. In fact, whether they were involved or not, regarding the development in these days,
Never thought about it.
Zhou Zhe had prepared to escape several times. News that the city defenses had been breached came again and again. News that the Jurchens were driven out also came again and again. He no longer paid attention to the city defenses - things in the world.
It was so strange that when he was mentally prepared for Bianliang to be breached, sometimes he would even feel strange and disappointed that he had "defended it again" - but under such an all-out attack by the Jurchens, the city wall could actually be defended.
After such a long time, people also feel faintly excited.
It turns out that the people in this city are so loyal. If it weren't for the king's vast knowledge, how could the people's hearts be so available?
In the past two days, he would feel vaguely excited in his heart when he read the news that his subjects defended the city heroically and died together with the Jurchen Cailang.
——It’s not that we can’t fight!
His psychology at this time can be regarded as the psychology of many residents in the city today. At least in the propaganda in front of the public opinion organizations, in the battles in the past few days, everyone has seen that the Jurchens are not truly invincible. The heroic people in the city
The soldiers came out in large numbers and kept the Jurchen army out of the city time and time again, and it seemed that there would be no exception in the future.
However, another piece of news came that afternoon, which made Zhou Zhe's mood somewhat complicated.
He smashed the pen washer in front of his desk on the ground. But then he felt that he shouldn't be like this. After all, what he heard was somewhat of a good thing.
Over at Xia Village, Qin Shaoqian and others have been surrounded by the Changsheng Army, but it seems... they have won a small victory.
Zhou Zhe felt in his heart that he should be happy after winning the battle, but... the name Qin Shaoqian made him very uncomfortable.
Relying on the power of the prime minister's office, he started to draw all the elite soldiers under his command. This is blatant and his intentions are to be punished!
The chief eunuch Du Chengxi heard the sound of the brush being smashed and rushed in. Zhou Zhe walked out from behind the desk, put his hands behind his back, and walked outside the study door. The wind and snow were falling in the yard.
"Du Chengxi, war is fierce and dangerous, and adversity can only reveal people's hearts. Do you think this people's hearts are still on our side?"
He looked at the wind and snow for a while before speaking slowly. Du Chengxi hurriedly came over and carefully answered: "Your Majesty, in the past few days, the soldiers have used their lives, the subjects have gone to the city to defend, and killed the enemy bravely. This is what our Wu Dynasty has taught us for hundreds of years."
Although the barbarians were violent for a while, they were not as enlightened and profound as our Wu Dynasty. I listened to the discussions of the ministers in the court and said that as long as we can survive this battle, our court will be restored soon."
Zhou Zhe was silent for a moment: "I know everything you said. But...you said the people's support is with me, or with those old people..."
Du Chengxi opened his mouth for a moment: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is the emperor, the most respected person in the Nine-Five Period. The people in the city are so brave, it is because your Majesty is here. Otherwise, look at other cities, which one can withstand such a strong attack by the Jurchens
The ministers in the DPRK are only doing things on behalf of His Majesty."
"You are good at talking." Zhou Zhe said, and after a moment he smiled, "But it makes sense. Du Chengxi, if I have a chance, I would like to go out for a walk and go to the north and take a look at the city defenses."
"Your Majesty, there is a dangerous war outside..."
"Needless to say." Zhou Zhe waved his hand, "I know it in my heart. It's not today, so don't make any noise here. Maybe some time later... They are fighting hard at the top of the city. I can't worry about them. If possible,
, I just want to take a look and have an idea."
He didn't want to say more to the other party, so he waved his hand: "You can go down."
To the northeast of the city, what Qin Siyuan saw in the heavy snowfall was another scene.
There were rows of corpses lined up in the square in front of them. The corpses were covered with cloth and stretched from the front of the field of view into the distance.
More than 30,000 corpses are displayed here, and this number is still increasing.
Even in such a snowy day, the smell of blood and the gradually growing smell of decay still permeated the surroundings. Qin Siyuan was walking beside him with a cane, and Monk Jueming was following beside him.
"Do you know how many Jurchens were killed or injured?"
"One-tenth? Or a little more?"
Qin Siyuan held the crutch in his right hand and almost said through his teeth: "This is the city defense!"
"After all, I'm not good at fighting." The monk's face was calm, "A little bit of bloodiness can't offset the morale. It'll be great if you can go up."
The two stood in front of the corpses and spent a while. Qin Siyuan slowly said: "The Jurchens' food and grass are reduced to seven out of ten, but the rest can still be used for twenty days to a month."
"Shao Qian, Li Heng and the others have tried their best. Xia Cun can win. There may be a glimmer of hope."
"A glimmer of hope... Two or three hundred miles of solid walls and clear fields, even if the Jurchens are defeated, if they fight hundreds of miles away, the sky is high and the sea is vast..." Qin Siyuan walked forward, and after a while, he said, "Monk, we can't wait here.
It’s over.”
Jueming followed. He was dressed in pure white monk robes. His face was still expressionless. The two had a close relationship. The conversation at this time was not a discussion between a superior and a subordinate. There were many things that had to be done and counted in mind.
"...In the past few days, the family members of the deceased outside want to take the body back. Their son and husband have died. There are more and more people who want to have someone to belong to..."
"...Take it back. Where to bury it?"
"well……"
"...No wait...just burn it."
The wind and snow seemed calm on this day.
After the first victory in Xiacun Valley, the lively atmosphere in the valley did not calm down from morning to evening. This was also because after the defeat in the morning, the Zhang and Liu troops outside did not dare to attack again.
Piles of bonfires were lit, and the smell of meat wafted out. Everyone was still talking enthusiastically about the morning's battle. Some soldiers who had killed the enemy bravely were recommended and talked about their experiences with their companions. In the wounded barracks, people came and went.
Out. Soldiers who were familiar with each other came to visit their companions, encouraged each other, and said to each other: "It's nothing to hate the army!"
"This victory is a bit easy. I'm afraid they will be arrogant." In the room, Ning Yi was cutting the barbecue into pieces, placing them on the plate next to him, and took them out with Hongti.
Qin Shaoqian and other generals were assigned to the outside. Hongti did not participate in the battle today. She was clean and tidy. When she was around Ning Yi, she did not look murderous. She was a little unhappy about Ning Yi being the cook and doing the work herself. The reason was natural.
I think it doesn't fit Ning Yi's identity, but Ning Yi doesn't mind.
"Half of the stored meat was used this time."
"It's okay. After the battle, you can have a tooth ceremony. If you leave it until the end, I'm afraid many of them won't be able to eat it."
Ning Yi explained this. After a while, he and Hongti carried the big plate out. At this time, by the big bonfire outside the room, many warriors who had killed the enemy bravely today were invited over. Ning Yi took
Dividing the meat one by one on the plate: "I grilled it! I grilled it! They are all! Each person gets one piece! Two pieces are fine, get more... Hey, can you eat it if you are injured? - Forget it.
Come on, get it, get it, get it!"
Since the establishment of the camp in Xia Village, Ning Yi has always shown himself as a stern workaholic and an unfathomable counselor. At this time, he seemed friendly, but the soldiers beside the campfire who had a lot of blood on their hands today did not dare to be too
Presumptuous. After a while, Yue Fei came up from below: "The camp's defense is okay. I've told them to cheer up. But Zhang Linghui and the others probably don't plan to attack again today."
"If you can't attack by force in the morning, there's no point in attacking at night." Qin Shaoqian came from the side and reached for a piece of barbecue. "Zhang Linghui and Liu Shunren are also famous generals who have been on the battlefield for a long time. If they want to attack again, they must be well prepared.
"
"Is one day enough?" Ning Yi handed the plate to Yue Fei. Yue Fei cupped his hand and took the piece with the least fat.
"The equipment preparation is not enough, but the offensive preparation must be enough."
"That's tomorrow." Ning Yi nodded.
"It must be tomorrow." Qin Shaoqian finished eating the meat, looked into the distance, and sighed.
The wind and snow fell outside the valley, and the fire extended along the slopes on both sides of the valley. Outside the camp, the soldiers on duty were still looking attentively into the distance. When the wind blew through the mountains and snowfields, there was a chilly feeling. Outside the valley,
There was still a continuous flame, and Zhang Linghui and Liu Shunren were still making intensive preparations for the attack.
The next day was the second day of December. In Bianliang City, the Jurchens continued to attack the city defense. They slightly changed their offensive strategy. Most of the time, they no longer focused on destroying the city, but on
On the night of the killing, the generals who defended the city discovered that the number of casualties had increased. The pressure was greater than before, and the city defense line was still piling up. And in Bianliang, the crumbling
At this moment, the battle in Xia Village has just begun.
Zhang Linghui and Liu Shunren continued to attack the Xiacun camp defense.
This time, they did not use a saturated large-scale attack, but mainly used feint attacks and flexible skirmish charges. On the circular snow slopes surrounding the Xia Cun camp defense, large areas of charges continued to appear, and then again
Quickly retreated. What really caused the damage was the large-scale throwing of arrows, including the incoming rockets. In such weather, it is not easy for rockets to ignite the surrounding and internal wood. Ning Yi and others have basically done this.
Fire prevention preparations, but in such weather and environment, once shot by a rocket, the average person will quickly lose combat effectiveness due to arrow injuries and burns.
Of course, in such a bow and arrow exchange, the casualty rate between both sides is not high. Zhang Linghui and Liu Shunren have also shown their keenness as generals. Although the charging soldiers advanced and then retreated, they always maintained their
Possible charging posture. During this day, they only launched real attacks on a few uncritical points of the camp's defense, and then they all retreated. Since there was no possibility of large-scale results, Xia Cun's side did not launch any more
Elm Cannon, both sides are testing each other's nerves and toughness.
"Nothing, just let them run here and there, and we'll wait and see who can outlast the other!"
Carrying shields, several senior generals in Xia Village ran among the occasional arrows, cheering up the people in charge of the barracks: "However, no one can take it lightly, and be ready to go up and fight them head-on at any time!"
On the night we arrived, although the casualties caused by the shooting were not high, the accumulated mental pressure among the soldiers in Xia Village was generally not small. They already had a certain sense of subjective initiative and no longer muddle along. Correspondingly,
, but a sense of responsibility for the battlefield. Under such circumstances, everyone maintained a sense of tension. At night, they generally spent a lot of energy to prevent the resentful army from charging.
Of course, this is something they have to bear.
On the third day of December, the situation was still the same, except that in the afternoon, towards the evening, the resentful army launched a frontal attack like a tide. After several rounds of arrows that were no different from before,
Suddenly, shouts of killing came from all over the mountains and plains! Under the gray sky, in an instant, figures rushed out of the forest. They carried wooden ladders and shields, and rushed towards the surrounding camp defenses.
.In front of the camp, several carts covered with thick shields were pushed by soldiers and rolled towards the direction of the trenches filled with enemy horses.
Behind the frantically charging military formation, the big flags with the words "Eternal Victory Army" and "Guo" were fluttering in the wind, hunting and roaring. It was the evening of the third day, and Medicine Master Guo had arrived!
The shouts of killing resounded through the mountains, arrows were flying in the sky, and the soldiers were advancing. In the valley, countless people rushed to their positions amidst the shouts.
The real test finally begins at this moment... (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!