With the addition of hundreds of fresh faces, knowing that a large army would be coming for reinforcements, the morale of the border troops was greatly boosted. The battle to defend the city on this day was also fought with great vigor.
On the other hand, the Tatars were unable to help but become impatient after being unable to attack the city gate for a long time.
The army's rations are almost gone. If we can't attack the city gate within a few days, and if we can't get supplies, we have to kill the horses to feed them. What's even more frightening is that there are tens of thousands of horses in the army, and the amount of fodder they need to eat every day is huge and staggering.
Numbers. Once the war horses starve, they will no longer have the confidence to retreat safely outside the customs.
The leaders of the small tribes had long lost their will to fight and were shouting in the military tents to withdraw their troops.
The leaders of the Rouran tribe and the Tatar tribe had gloomy faces.
Right now we are in a dilemma.
In the past two months, the frontier troops suffered heavy casualties, and they also lost many cavalry. The Qi court sent reinforcements from time to time. However, their cavalry was all the best, and there was no way to replace them.
The so-called 100,000 cavalry were now reduced by as much as 30%. With lack of food and grass, and the failure to attack the city for several days, the cavalry had long lost their fighting spirit and had become timid about retreating.
But by retreating in such a dejected manner, wouldn't it mean that so many cavalry were sacrificed in vain?
The leader of Rouran is a tall, strong man in his forties, with a tall nose and deep eyes. He looks like a foreigner at first glance.
The Tatar leader is older, about fifty years old, with a ferocious scar on his brow and a fierce gaze that makes people look intimidating.
Snapped!
Leader Rouran slammed the scimitar in his hand on the table, making a loud noise. The noisy leaders of the small tribes in the military tent immediately fell into silence.
There are many nomadic peoples outside the customs, and each has a different language. The common language is Tatar. The leader of Rouran actually speaks very fluent Tatar: "Shut up!"
"The war has been going on so far, so many people have died. If we just retreat like this, how can we explain it when we go back!"
The Tatar leader glanced fiercely and said in a deep voice: "Keep fighting! We must capture the city gate within five days. If we cannot capture it within five days, we will retreat."
Leader Rouran wanted to say something else, but the Tatar leader looked over coldly: "There are more elite soldiers wearing soft armor on the city gate today. What does this mean? The Qi court must have sent reinforcements. They can afford it.
We can't afford it anymore. If this continues, we won't be able to retreat even if we want to."
"Just five days! If we can't win, we'll leave!"
"It's not like we have gained nothing. There are hundreds of thousands of Qi people behind the military tents. People are the greatest wealth. After we go back, there will be many Han slaves in each of our tribes. They all know how to farm. In the future, let them open up good fields and cultivate
If we produce food, we won't be short of food every winter."
Leader Rouran also shut up.
The Tatar leader ordered again in a deep voice: "Let the cavalry rest for a truce tomorrow and the day after. Kill more horses and let them eat enough. On the third day, attack the city with all your strength!"
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For two consecutive days, the Tatars did not attack the city.
The soldiers guarding the city also took advantage of this time to make repairs.
The military doctors were busy without touching the ground, treating the wounded soldiers. However, the manpower was limited and the medicine was insufficient. Those who were slightly injured still had hope of being cured. Most of those who were seriously injured did not last long and died.
Yuan Qing was cruel and ordered the corpses of soldiers who died in battle or were seriously injured to be burned and buried in one place. This was also to prevent the plague...
Outside the city gate, there was a river of blood and corpses everywhere, and no one paid attention to it. Firstly, they couldn't take care of it. Secondly, there were Tatar corpses outside the city. The more miserable the death was, the more shocking it was to the Tatars who were attacking the city.
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During these two days, Shen You stayed by the prince's side.
It's strange to say that His Highness the Prince, who had a high fever before, has had a normal body temperature in the past two days and has not had a high fever again, which is quite improved. Dr. Jiang, Dr. Yan, secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said privately: "Commander Shen is truly a blessed general. .After he came, His Highness the Crown Prince got better day by day."
"Previously, Prince Zhao and the others were making trouble every day. Commander Zhu did not dare to offend them. They were exhausted every day and disturbed His Highness. When Commander Shen came, he subdued a few of them first. His Highness felt at ease, but not just It’s getting better day by day.”
Thinking of Prince Zhao and others, the two imperial doctors felt relieved.
Shen You directly ordered people to lock up their yard, leaving only two soldiers, and the rest of the soldiers were deployed to fight and defend the city. In this way, Prince Zhao and the others were like tigers with their teeth pulled out...ah Bah, they don't deserve to be called tigers at all, they are all fierce in appearance and weak in heart. Those who showed off their power before, but if they really don't buy it at all like Shen You, why don't they just stay in the yard honestly?
The two imperial doctors murmured a few words and entered the inner room together.
One performed acupuncture on His Highness, and the other cleaned and changed His Highness's dressing. The two doctors were used to doing these things, and they moved swiftly.
It was just acupuncture. The pain when cleaning and changing the dressing was really unbearable. Zhu Yun endured the pain and did not cry out. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. After the wound was changed and bandaged, his clothes were soaked with sweat.
Shen You sighed secretly in his heart. You can't judge a book by its appearance. His Highness the Crown Prince looks handsome and frail, but he is a tough guy and a real man.
After that, it’s time to drink the decoction.
It was naturally not Shen You's turn to serve the soup and medicine. Shen You stayed by the prince's side every day and rarely spoke. But everyone felt at ease and at ease.
After Zhu Yun drank the decoction, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After sleeping for a long time, he opened his eyes. The soldiers brought thick rice soup and fed it into Zhu Yun's mouth. Zhu Yun's appetite was better than before, and he drank the whole bowl of rice soup.
My stomach felt warm and I had some strength to speak.
"Did the Tatars not attack the city in the past two days?" Zhu Yun asked in a low voice.
Shen You nodded slightly, remembering that the prince was lying on the couch and had trouble seeing, so he opened his mouth and said, "No. I will see from now on that they are going to repair the city, and when they attack the city again, it will be particularly fierce!"
Zhu Yun slowly exhaled and sighed.
Shen You was not good at words and could not comfort people. He held it back for a long time and said a few words: "Your Highness, don't worry, the reinforcements are coming soon. The Tatars are in a hurry now, not us."
This is true.
Zhu Yun's brows relaxed quietly and he looked at Shen You: "If the Tatars attack the city again, don't guard me anymore. Go to the city gate!"
Shen You's calm face finally changed: "Your Highness!"
Zhu Yun said softly: "Go ahead and beat them hard!"
Although Shen You didn't say anything, Zhu Yun knew his thoughts very well. After comparing his feelings, he wouldn't want to guard a seriously injured person on the bed all day. He would rather go to the city gate to fight!
"When someone asks, just say it was my order." Zhu Yun used his last strength to squeeze out a few words: "Don't let your father's majesty fall! When my father asks you about it in the future, you tell him that this is mine." idea."
A scholar dies for a confidant.
Shen You's heart was filled with enthusiasm, and he accepted the order with his hands raised: "Thank you, Your Highness, the Crown Prince!" This chapter has been completed!
