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Chapter 310 Hoping the Strong and Helping the Weak

"Hmph, I'll let you live for two more days and say goodbye——"

Naturally, Ouyang Ke would not suffer this immediate loss. Seeing that he was no match for the old naughty boy, he suddenly felt timid and hurriedly flew up the wall, swaying three times and disappearing.

Naturally, the old naughty boy didn't chase him. After all, Ouyang Ke was a descendant of "Western Poison". In the eyes of the old naughty boy, he was just a junior and there was no need to kill him.

Seeing what happened here, the old naughty boy thought about turning around and leaving.

At this moment, Wan Yankang, who was sitting on the ground, said "Wow--" and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

It seems that he was not only poisoned by the cold poison of his "Xuanming Divine Palm", but also his internal organs were damaged by Ouyang Ke's strong internal strength.

"Hey, it's really troublesome. Look at your half-dead state, which makes the old naughty boy unable to leave even if he wants to. I'm afraid of you..."

At this time, the guards scattered around also hurriedly gathered around and carried Wanyankang to the bed with all their hands.

The concubines were obviously frightened. They stayed far away one by one and did not dare to come near. This only played into the old naughty boy's heart.

The old naughty boy always disliked women the most, and he would get a headache unconsciously when he saw a woman. Without Wanyankang's concubines coming to cause trouble, the old naughty boy could just heal Wanyankang's injuries with peace of mind.

The internal skills learned by the old naughty boy and Wan Yankang were basically the mental methods of the Quanzhen teaching. The old naughty boy used his own inner strength to heal Wan Yankang's injuries, so he could naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort.

There was nothing to say all night, and it was dawn the next day.

Just after dawn, the sound of the Mongolian army attacking the city came from the north and south gates of Kangcheng. The messengers ran into Prince Zhao's Mansion one after another to report the news.

Unfortunately, Wanyankang was at a critical moment of healing, and the guard commander received a strict warning from the old naughty boy. He was not allowed to come in and disturb him until he came out.

Outside the north gate of Kangcheng, in the barracks of the Mongolian army Borshu, Ouyang Ke was present.

One night passed, and Ouyang Ke still couldn't use his left arm, which made him even more afraid of the old naughty boy's kung fu.

"Master Ouyang, are you sure that Wanyan Kang's life is not long?"

Although Borshu didn't like people like Ouyang Ke very much from the bottom of his heart, after all, now was the time to employ people, so on the surface Borshu still gave Ouyang Ke enough respect.

"Commander Bo Shu, Wan Yankang was seriously injured by my palm, and there was cold poison in his palm. He will not survive for ten days at most."

"The Mongolian army should speed up the pace of the attack and capture Kangcheng in one go. In this way, half of the territory of Xixia will become the pasture of the Mongols."

Ouyang Ke drank the "Song Bai" from the bowl proudly, but unfortunately, the taste was still much worse than that of "Hero Drunk".

To be honest, Bo Shu didn't really believe Ouyang Ke's words. Although he also knew that Ouyang Ke was very powerful in martial arts, Bo Shu was not a martial artist after all, so he didn't know what level Ouyang Ke was.

What's more, although Ouyang Ke claimed to have seriously injured Wan Yankang, he himself came back injured.

This further deepened Borshu's doubts.

Of course, Kangcheng still needs to be attacked. Just as Ouyang Ke said, Kangcheng must be captured as soon as possible.

Because Bo Shu knew very well that he had not completely eliminated Monk Wanyan Chen's troops.

After three days and two nights of pursuit, the Mongols almost annihilated the seven to eight thousand troops led by Monk Wanyan Chen at the cost of more than three thousand lives.

However, among the many corpses, no trace of Monk Wanyan Chen was found.

However, when they attacked Mengzhou City, they discovered the body of Yi Lapua, which was a tragic sight.

I heard from the captain who attacked the city that before his death, Yi Lapua was so brave that he collapsed into the lake.

Even though he was seriously injured in the leg and unable to stand, he still leaned on the city wall and killed more than 30 Mongol warriors.

In the end, it was the three thousand captains who took action together, and with the combined force, they cut the body of Yitan Pu'a into pieces.

The Mongolian army dispatched a total of 40,000 troops. After the siege of Mengzhou and several bloody battles with Monk Wanyan Chen, there were only a little over 30,000 left to fight.

In other words, the Mongols spent nearly 10,000 troops, but they destroyed 30,000 Wanyankang's troops, plus a strong general to invade Pu'a.

The north and south gates of Kangcheng began to attack at the same time. Borshu had no intention of staying in the military camp and left Ouyang Ke to eat and drink there by himself. Borshu came to the city in person to supervise the battle.

The 30,000 Mongolian troops were divided into two, with Borshu and Temuge each leading 15,000 men. At this time, in Kangcheng, there were also 10,000 "loyal and brave troops" gathered at each city gate.

This is the army directly under Wanyankang. Among the three powerful armies under Wanyankang, in terms of combat strength alone, it is lower than Monk Wanyanchen's "Loyalty and Filial Army", but it is inferior to the "Loyalty and Righteous Army" in Yili Pu'a.

"Above.

Wan Yankang was away, but the 20,000 "loyal and brave troops" led by the deputy general and several commanding officers guarded the north and south gates.

Kangcheng, this city named after Wanyankang, was built by Wanyankang as his base camp from the very beginning.

Therefore, the defensive power of both the South City Gate and the North City Gate is no less than that of those important cities in Xixia, especially the height of the city wall, which reaches an astonishing three feet and two feet.

You know, in a border city like Mengzhou, the height of the city wall is only a little over two feet.

"Marshal Borshu, this Kangcheng is not easy to fight——"

The battle has been going on for an hour, and the Mongolian army has only destroyed the outer antlers, and has not even completely filled in the moat.

The light cavalry came all the way to chase down the remnants of Monk Wanyan Chen, and almost all the heavy siege equipment was left behind in Mengzhou City.

Facing the three-foot-two Kangcheng, the Mongolian army suffered too many losses.

The defenders inside Kangcheng, even though their archery skills could not match the Mongols, still had the upper hand due to their superior position.

"Tell the Mongolian warriors that Kangcheng is the home of Wanyan Kang. There are countless gold and silver treasures in it, and there are countless 'heroes drunk'."

"When Kangcheng is destroyed, all the property in the city can be taken by our Mongol warriors. The first one to open the city gate will be awarded the title of Captain of Thousands, and will be rewarded with a hundred taels of gold and ten beauties——"

It is another motivational method commonly used by the Mongolians, but it does not really work if you can't stand it. "Clear rewards and punishments" has always been the basis for the Mongolian army to maintain high combat effectiveness.

If a person dies, a bird will look up to the sky, and he will not die for tens of thousands of years.

When Marshal Borshu's order of heavy rewards was completely passed on, the Mongolian army's offensive was really boosted.

"Uncle Master, please let me out -"

Near noon, Wanyankang finally woke up, and his internal injuries were much better, but the cold poison was still there, and Wanyankang needed to slowly refine it by himself.

Unfortunately, the situation in front of him didn't give him a chance to get rid of the poison.

"Hmph, you are such a ungrateful brat. How much internal energy did I spend to save your little life? You actually want to go out and die?"

Although Wan Yankang's life was saved, it was impossible to use force now that his body was still seriously injured.

"Uncle Master, the Mongolian army outside is attacking the city, but the only two generals under my command do not know whether they are alive or dead at this time."

"If Kangcheng is once attacked, I will have no way out. The 20,000 'loyal and brave soldiers' and tens of thousands of civilians in the city will all be brutally murdered by the Mongols."

Wanyankang struggled for a while, but could not sit up from the bed.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you. Can I go to the tower for you to see the head office?"

The old naughty boy couldn't resist Wan Yankang, but he really couldn't let him get out of bed.

Recalling the healing chapter in the "Nine Yin Manual", I simply taught Wanyankang directly and let him heal himself in the room.

In the opinion of the old naughty boy, although Wanyankang can be regarded as a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, he thinks that this "Nine Yin Healing Chapter" may not be considered a martial arts. Now passing it on to Wanyankang will not only allow him to heal his own injuries, but also

It doesn't count as going against my senior brother's wishes.

The Mongolian army attacked for a whole day. After leaving thousands of corpses at each of the north and south gates, they retreated like a tide.

After spending the night building siege equipment, Borshu and Timu both realized that the possibility of taking over the fortified city in front of them was too slim with just their bravery.

"Uncle-Master, thank you for your hard work——"

After the Mongols retreated, the old naughty boy who had been sneaking around the north and south towers for a long time naturally returned to Prince Zhao's Mansion again.

"Hey, it's so boring. Those Mongolian soldiers are useless. They basically can't even get up the city tower. They occasionally came up twice, but they were killed by the soldiers on the tower. As a result, I had to jump outside the city.

Go and play with them."

Well, some of the city defenders thought the other party couldn't get up to the tower. What was even more exaggerated was that the old naughty boy jumped out of the tower himself.

He didn't want to kill anyone, he just wanted to find someone to play with. After struggling for a long time, not a single Mongolian soldier died under his hands.

However, many Mongolian soldiers were deprived of their weapons and shields by him, exposing these people to the bows and arrows of the tower defenders in disguise.

"I said, Wanyan boy, are you just defending like this? I think your people are no match for the Mongolian army. Even if they are defending the city, they may not be able to defend it."

"this......"

Wan Yankang was also very depressed.

The Mongols were approaching the city, but he was seriously injured at this juncture, and the only two generals did not know whether they were alive or dead. Should we really place our hope on the "Dunwu Army" in Yinzhou City?

Yesterday, before the Mongols besieged the city, Wanyankang had already sent people to Yinzhou City, bringing his token and a letter for help.

It is less than a day's journey from Kangcheng to Yinzhou City. If a person is riding a fast horse alone, four or five hours is enough.

Wanyankang believed that the people he sent out should have arrived in Yinzhou City long ago.

So, will the Mongolian Communist Party and his "Dun Wu Army" refuse to save him until death, or will they come to help him rescue him?

Wanyankang thought of another question. If the "Dunwu Army" of the Mongolian Communist Party really came, then where would Wanyankang go after driving away the Mongols?

Ouyang Ke's words to persuade him to surrender are still ringing in his ears. Although they are a bit harsh, they are not unreasonable.

However, Wanyankang just didn't want to surrender to the Mongols.

Then, he can surrender to the Song Dynasty, or does he really want to surrender to Guo Mo?

Wan Yankang thought about the scene last night again. When he was on the verge of death, the figures of Mu Nianci and Yang Guo came to mind.

Could it be that he really fell in love with that woman who was a performer?

Thinking of Mu Nianci, Wanyankang couldn't help but think of the "competition to recruit a bride" in Zhongdu many years ago, and of that weathered man.

Wan Yankang is very conflicted, as if he has many choices, but also as if none of the choices is the result he wants?

On the second day, it was not until one o'clock that the Mongolian troops gradually walked out of the camp.

After a night's work, we finally had more than a dozen ladders, and even two crude trebuchets were built here at Beimen Borshu.

It's a pity that it was rushed out after all, and neither the performance nor the number of cannon stones can meet the needs of siege.

However, Borshu cannot wait, or rather dare not wait.

Even when the siege began today, he had already sent several teams of scouts towards Yinzhou City.

Yesterday, we had just arrived, and we immediately attacked the city. There was no time for troops from anywhere to come to our aid.

This is not possible today. Borshu knows that there are still 50,000 "Dunwu troops" in Yinzhou City. Once they all come out, his 30,000 Mongolian troops may not be able to withstand them.

At least that would be a lose-lose result, and that kind of result was not what Borshu wanted.

If these 30,000 Mongolian cavalry are really wiped out, the Mongolians' dream for Xixia may really just remain a dream.

"Warriors of the Great Mongolia, Wanyan Kang in Kangcheng is now seriously injured and his life is at stake. The Han people have a good saying, kill him while he is sick, break into Kangcheng, and capture Wanyan Kang Kang’s head—”

"Dududu——"

"Dududu——"

To the south of the city and to the north, the Niujiaobeieran horn kept ringing, and the defenders on the city towers were already in full formation.

After a day of fighting, although the "loyal and brave army" defending the city suffered similar losses to the Mongolian army attacking the city, that is to say, even if the "loyal and brave army" had the advantage of defending the city, it could not take much advantage from the Mongols.

However, these "loyal and brave troops" guarding the city are no longer so "fearful" of the Mongolian army outside the city.

We all carry one head on two shoulders, why should we be afraid of you Mongolians?

What's more, many of these "loyal and brave" sergeants bought their own properties in Kangcheng, and some even got married and had children.

Guarding this city of Cannes means guarding their own families and their hope of survival.

However, some of the people in Kangcheng were panicked when they heard the harsh sound of horn horns.

After another night's rest, Wanyankang could barely get out of bed, but he still couldn't exert any strength, and he could still feel the cold air hitting his body from time to time.

"Your Majesty, yesterday's battle losses have been calculated. The South City Gate lost 960 people, and the North City Gate lost 1,054 people."

In one day, one-tenth of the 20,000 "loyal and brave troops" were lost, and they would not be able to survive for long.

"Go to the north and south gates to deliver the order. Our reinforcements will be here soon. Don't be stingy with arrows and materials to defend the city. Give me a hard beating -"

Wanyankang couldn't go to the tower, but he was able to receive and transmit information on various battlefields, and he was also able to give certain commands. When there was really danger, he had no choice but to invite the old naughty boy to go again.

Another two hours have passed, and today's siege battle is even more fierce than yesterday.

The Mongolian trebuchets at the north gate all scattered the cannonballs before they were finished hitting, and dozens of cannonballs still landed on the tower.

Some unlucky soldiers were hit hard by artillery stones, causing their bones and tendons to break and their brains to burst.

Although the lethality was not strong, the deterrence was terrifying enough. The Mongolian army took the opportunity to fire thousands of arrows, and the team ascending the city carried ladders towards the city wall.

"Hey, we were beaten down again, and a thousand-man team came up again——"

This is already the third thousand-man team sent by Borshu today. The first thousand-man team has been withdrawn, and less than 400 of the 1,000 Mongolian warriors have returned alive.

Now, the second thousand-man team has also been repelled and is slowly withdrawing.

Immediately afterwards, Borshu sent out a third thousand-man team.

"Blow the trumpet, cover with bows and arrows——"

Without giving the defenders on the city tower any chance to breathe, the Mongolian army pushed the broken ladder up against the city wall again.

"Rumble--"

What is this sound?

Borshu, who was in the middle of the army, felt that the whole earth was shaking.

Actually coming from the northwest?

"No, it's Monk Wanyan Chen's 'loyalty and filial piety army'——"

Borshu, who grew up on horses, could naturally hear the sound of thousands of galloping horses, but the sound was so thick that it was clearly the sound that could only be made by heavy cavalry.

"Stop the siege. The rear team will send 5,000 cavalry to slow down the 'Loyal and Filial Army'. Send people to the south gate and ask Tiemu Khan to quickly send 5,000 cavalry to support."

Borshu knew that Monk Wanyan Chen had 8,000 heavy cavalry under his command. If he wanted to completely contain the opponent, he would have to have at least 20,000 heavy cavalry to match him.

Soon, Monk Wanyan Chen's heavy cavalry was fighting with Borshu's rear cavalry.

The visual impact of a cavalry duel on the ground was even more horrifying than an offensive and defensive battle on a tower, and the speed of casualties was even more incomparable.

However, once the two sides became entangled and each other lost speed, the advantage of Mongolia's large number of soldiers became apparent.

"Kill these Mongolian bastards and avenge the dead brothers——"

Monk Wanyan Chen wielded a sword with one arm in his right hand. His left arm was injured in a previous battle and cannot be used normally until now.

Now that Monk Wanyan Chen saw these Mongols, he was full of hatred. The 10,000 "loyal and brave troops" he personally led were completely annihilated by the Mongols.

If hundreds of personal guards had not risked their lives to cover his escape, I am afraid that Monk Wanyan Chen would have become a target of the Mongols.

Therefore, as soon as Monk Wanyan Chen returned to the "Zhongxiao Army" station, he simply bandaged up and dispersed all the scouts in the "Zhongxiao Army".

Two days later, news was received that the Mongolian army was besieging Kangcheng, and Monk Wanyan Chen came out in full force, leading eight thousand "loyalty and filial piety troops" roaring over.

"Don't panic, Marshal Boshu, Brother Tiemu is here -"

Brother Temu actually came here in person!

When he heard that Monk Wanyan Chen's heavy cavalry was coming, he knew that the situation in Borshu was critical, so he left his deputy general to supervise the formation, not seeking merit, but seeking no faults.

Personally leading eight thousand cavalry to the North City Gate, Brother Tiemu knew that if the heavy cavalry of Monk Wanyan Chen could be eliminated, then Wanyankang would be truly defeated.

At the north city gate, there were about three to four thousand Mongolian troops who stayed to deal with the "loyal and brave troops" on the upper floors of the city. The remaining eight or nine thousand Mongolian cavalry were all engaged in the duel with Monk Wanyan Chen.

Directly attacking from both sides, the number of Mongolian troops was more than twice that of Monk Wanyan Chen.

"Vice General Chen, can we go out of the city to help General Wanyan?"

The person commanding on the north gate tower was none other than Wan Yankang's deputy general.

Seeing that Monk Wanyan Chen was gradually getting into trouble, Vice General Chen also wanted to open the door and go over to help.

However, the Mongolian army did not completely withdraw. There were still three to four thousand people who kept firing arrows towards the city.

Looking at his subordinates, there are only more than 7,000 people who can really fight. Even if he wants to leave the city, how many people can he take with him?

The three to five thousand people who went out may not be the opponent of the three to four thousand Mongolian troops in front of them. If the whole army attacks, will the north gate of Kangcheng still be defended?

"Let's shoot these Mongolian bastards to death with a volley of arrows. No one can leave the city. I will report to the prince right now -"

Vice General Chen issued the order, but he did not dare to be completely sure of the seriousness of the matter, so he directly went down from the tower and rode to Prince Zhao's Mansion to report.

"What? General Wanyan is still alive?——"

Wan Yankang was very excited when he heard Vice General Chen's report, but when he heard about the battle situation outside the city, he felt helpless.

"Your Majesty, judging from the future, we should go out to meet General Wanyan, but we should not go out through the north gate."

"When the general saw that Brother Temmu personally led thousands of people to the north gate, then the Mongolian army at the south gate must be weak."

"General Wanyan can still hold on, so why don't we secretly open the South City Gate and collect 10,000 cavalry to destroy the Mongolian army outside the South City Gate first."

It must be said that Vice General Chen's idea is very feasible.

Originally, the Mongol army at the south gate was less than 14,000. After a long attack, some were lost. Brother Tiemu even took away 8,000 cavalry. Now there are 5,000 Mongol troops outside the south gate, which is considered good.

If 10,000 "loyal and brave troops" suddenly appeared in the city, they might not be able to win in a single battle.

"In this way, you can allocate 4,000 troops from the north gate, and the remaining half will continue to defend the city. At the south gate, you can leave only 1,000 men on the tower, and take out all the remaining 'loyal and brave troops'."

Wan Yankang also risked his life. In this way, he could gather 12,000 men for Vice General Chen to catch the 5,000 Mongolian troops outside the city by surprise and have a greater chance of winning.

The plan was decided, and Vice General Chen went down to prepare.

Outside the North City Gate, Monk Wanyan Chen's heavy cavalry, relying on the defensive power of their armor, were in a stalemate with more than twice the number of Mongolian troops.

Soon, the South City Gate was opened from the inside.

The Mongolian army was really unprepared. There were even more than a thousand people who had given up their horses and were climbing to the city on foot or on their way to the city.

These more than 1,000 people were trampled to pieces by the 12,000 "loyal and brave troops" who came out of the city.

"Hurry, go and report to Tiemuge Khan that the 'loyal and brave army' in the city has left the city——"

Seeing the south city gate open, Tiemu Ge's lieutenant felt something was wrong.

Just as the messenger troops were sent out, they found that the more than a thousand Mongolian warriors charging at the front had turned into victims of the "loyal and brave army".

"Mongolian warriors, these little turtles are finally willing to leave the city. Follow me and go up and kill them all——"

It has to be said that the bones of Mongolian soldiers in this era are indeed filled with a spirit of not being afraid of the sky or the earth.

Seeing that there were only 4,000 people left on his side, he actually dared to countercharge against the enemy's cavalry of more than 10,000!

Soon, the two lieutenants fought together, and the 12,000 "loyal and brave troops" also began to fight with the 4,000 Mongolian troops.

At the south gate and north gate, the same pattern was used to fight against the minority, but on one side there were 16,000 Mongolian cavalry, which could easily defeat Monk Wanyan Chen's 8,000 heavy cavalry.

On one side were 12,000 "loyal and brave troops" who fought tooth and nail against the 4,000 Mongolian troops with an absolute advantage.

I don't know when a light snow started to fall in the sky.

This is the first snow in Xixia this winter, but I didn’t expect it to come under such circumstances.

Maybe God can't bear to see the tragedy in the world, and is trying to use these white snowflakes to cover up the violence soaring into the sky.

"Report to Meng Dutong, at the north and south gates of Kangcheng, the Mongolian army and Wanyan Kang's people have been locked in a life-and-death battle."

"At the south city gate, the Mongolian army is in a critical situation. My subordinates only saw about 3,000 Mongolian troops fighting against more than 10,000 'loyal and brave troops'."

"At the North City Gate, it was the Mongolian army that completely separated Monk Wanyan Chen's 'Loyalty and Filial Army'. However, it was difficult to tell the winner for a while, and the Mongols had the upper hand."

"Meng Dutong, please send troops quickly. If it's later, I'm afraid our brothers won't be able to hold on -"

This man was the messenger sent by Wan Yankang to Yinzhou City. He got his wish and met the Mongolian Communist Party of the "Dunwu Army". Without any effort, he got the Mongolian Communist Party to lead the army to the expedition.

What he didn't know was that the Meng Communist Party had received Guo Mo's military order a day earlier.

"hoe the strong and support the weak to maintain balance——"

This is Guo Mo's military order to the Mongolian Communist Party.

Unfortunately, Meng Cong saw that these eight characters were written by the prince and grand master Zhao Rushu.


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