Chapter 619: The decisive battle is brilliant: all in one go
"Click——"
His thigh was so thick that he broke the flag at the waist. Zhu Biao continued to look at the direction in which Pei Lun was escaping and chased him. While chasing, he shouted: "Pe Lun has escaped, Pei Lun has escaped..."
When a huge buzzing sound rang out from the Prince's Army formation, he shouted again: "Brothers! Today is the day to make great achievements. Completely annihilate the enemy troops and seize Gaoming——"
"Destroy all the enemy troops and seize Gaoming——"
"Destroy all the enemy troops and seize Gaoming——"
The morale of the Song Army suddenly jumped to 88. The battlefield was filled with their extremely excited shouts and shouts of killing. "Come on -"
"Kill--"
Amid the roar of the Song army and their fierce fighting spirit, the nearly 70,000 princely troops, who were originally far stronger than the Song army, were completely defeated. They abandoned their helmets and armor and fled to Gaoming County one by one. Their defeat was like a landslide.
God cannot save them.
"Oh oh, oh oh..."
Behind countless defeated soldiers of the Prince's Army were countless soldiers of the Song Army who were pursuing them. From time to time, some of them were so excited that they shouted to the sky at the top of their lungs, imitating howling like a wolf.
"Chase--"
"Capture Gaoming, advance into Dong'an, and completely break the backbone of the imperial army——"
Just like in the Zhongshan Kingdom, Zhu Biao asked his men to kill the Zhongshan Army who did not even have the courage to face the Han Army. In this battle, he also wanted to strike while the iron was hot and capture Gaoming City in one go.
"I wish you peace of mind, Commander. I will be the first to attack the city, and I, Zhang He, will be the vanguard——"
This battle was not a quick one, but it was a joyous one. This battle completely brought out the spirit of the current Song army.
The cohesion of the army increased sharply, the morale of the army was strong, and the fighting spirit was high. When Zhu Biao ordered his personal barracks to cooperate with the horsemen of the carriages to pull the ladder trucks out of the camp, Zhang He had already gathered
He gathered the fist troops at the head of his battalion, and two troops composed entirely of old Song soldiers were ready for action.
The two battalions of Chen An and Zhang Fuyang are still carrying out the mission of pursuit and suppression. In this battle, they have to pursue them all the way to Gaoming City. Presumably, the surrendered prisoners alone will make Chen An and Zhang Fuyang stare.
Dumbfounded.
Zhu Biao ordered the rest of the team. Zhang He's camp and his own had expanded to 10,000 soldiers. When the tall ladder trucks pulled by the horses arrived at the foot of Gaoming City, Chen An and Zhang Fuyang
The battalion is still gathering prisoners of war.
The time has just reached noon, and there is still half an hour before noon.
The remaining defeated generals in the city were still in shock, and ladders had been successfully placed on the city wall.
"Kill!" Zhang He held a pair of short axes and took the lead to climb up the ladder, with the leather shield of his left arm on top of his head. The short ax touched his waist, and he used all his strength to climb up as fast as possible.
"Smash, hit them down quickly, knock them down!" the Prince's Guardsman at the East City Gate roared loudly, and at the same time, he raised a fifty or sixty kilogram stone in response to Zhang He who had climbed halfway up the ladder.
He hit it hard.
The sound of "Wooing" sounded above his head, and Zhang He instantly understood what it was. His heart twitched slightly, but he thought of the importance of working hard, and thought of the guarantee he had with Zhu Biao. He gritted his teeth and gathered all his strength in
On the left arm, the slanted leather shield pushed upwards with all its strength, and there was a deep muffled sound.
It seemed that an irresistible force pressed down from his left arm. In his trance, Zhang He heard the overwhelming sound of the ladder below him.
Following the slope of the leather shield, the stone quickly slid down the slope after receiving force for a moment. Feeling relieved, Zhang He moved his numb left arm, and a fierce force came from the bottom of his heart.
arise.
"Kill..."
With his right arm, he pulled out a short ax from his waist. He raised it hard and pulled up the ladder with his left arm. Zhang He looked up to the sky and let out a loud roar. The sound was thunderous and the momentum was even more frightening.
The prince's military commander on the top of the city could hardly believe his eyes. How could this be possible? He was hit by a stone and it fell down so hard. It was incredible!
Unfortunately, there is no gold juice, boiling water, or kerosene on the top of the city. The latter is because Gaoming was originally a transfer station on the passage from Dongcheng to Dong'an, and it does not store supplies of its own. kerosene, a commodity that was in short supply during the war,
, will not stop at Gaoming at all.
There was a busy night in the city before, and it was just golden juice and boiling water boiling. But the first two are gone now.
Pei Lun's reinforcements have arrived, and Gaoming City can rest easy. The stinking gold juice was cleared away from the top of the city yesterday afternoon, and all the iron pots were moved out of the city.
That is to say, after seeing the arrival of Pei Lun's army, all the preparations made on Gaoming City were completely destroyed by the defenders themselves.
Today, they have been looking forward to it, hoping to see the flying cavalry army coming to report the victory. However, where they expected it, what they really saw was tens of thousands of imperial troops who were driven away by the Song army all over the mountains and plains.
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At that moment, all the soldiers and officers in Dongcheng were dumbfounded.
Especially the scene at the end where a large number of officers and soldiers who had not had time to escape back to the city fell on their knees and surrendered. The captain who was stationed at the city gate felt his heart suffocate.
While guarding the prisoners, the Song army launched a fierce attack on the city head without stopping. The unprepared soldiers defending the city could only rely on the few remaining stones to throw at the attacking Song army.
The guard general was stunned by Zhang He, but the Song army was not in a daze. The sergeant below saw Zhang He holding a stone unharmed, and his mood suddenly became excited. The morale of the entire siege force reached its peak at this moment.
Zhang He continued to climb up. The spear stabbed from the top of the city could not stop him for a moment. After a little effort to slow down, his left arm became much stronger. The leather shield was pressed firmly against the top of his head, and he continued step by step.
After climbing to the top, two weak-handed defenders stabbed Zhang He with their spears. They pierced the leather shield and were knocked down by the force of the counterattack.
"Drink!" shouted loudly. Taking advantage of the moment when the guards at the battlements were shocked and stunned, Zhang He used his legs and jumped up from the battlements.
Before the body landed, the ax in his right hand was swept out. The sharp ax blade broke open the chest and neck, and the two guards at the crenel in front of him fell down wailing as blood spurted out.
"Stop the thief! Wait for me to kill you!" The prince's military commander, who had come back to his senses, turned around to look for a bigger stone. In the blink of an eye, Zhang He had already come to kill him. Although he was timid in his heart,
No matter how scared I was, I had to hold on.
No longer looking for stones, he held a spear and stabbed at him with all his strength while shouting.
Zhang He swung his right arm, knocked the hatchet and suppressed the spear. "An unknown rat dares to speak arrogantly. My Zhang He's life is not something that juniors like you can take!"
The Prince's Lieutenant's face flushed, and the feeling of being completely despised was absolutely infuriating and unbearable. At that moment, a spear jumped out from under Zhang He's short axe, and stabbed forward again. It seemed like a spiritual snake, striking directly at Zhang He.
Crane throat.
"Looking for death!" Zhang He smiled disdainfully, "Since you want to die, then I will help you!" The leather shield on his left arm was quickly thrown back and hit a prince soldier who was quietly approaching.
The soldier was immediately knocked to the ground. His tumbling body and the sudden change immediately knocked down the two companions following him, and the three of them rolled into a ball. Zhang He temporarily had no worries.
Turning his left hand, he pulled out a short ax from his waist again, and Zhang He pressed forward. The two axes were crossed in front of him and locked, and the thrusting spear was already caught in the middle by the two short axes. Then he exerted force with both arms,
Rolling with energy, he clasped his axes and swung the spear outwards. The captain felt a huge force coming from the gun barrel that he was holding tightly with both hands, and he was about to hold it hard. But his strength was not comparable to Zhang He's.
The next moment, there was a burning pain in the palms of both hands. As a result of the struggle between the two, the prince's military colonel not only lost the weapon in his hand, but even the skin on both palms was peeled off by the gun barrel thrown out.
Zhang He took another step forward, swung the short ax in his right hand, and a ray of cold light struck the prince's captain's neck.
The prince's army guarding the city gate had already beaten the war drums. With the fierce beating of the drums, groups of scattered soldiers under the city rushed to the top of the city.
At the same time, Bian Liangqun also boarded the city gate tower. As a general in the army, his status was as high as that of Xia Guogang and Hou Shiping. His arrival and appearance made the prince's army guards on the city wall nervous.
I felt relieved immediately.
Countless arrows landed on the top of the city from outside the city. After experiencing a huge defeat in the field battle, not many of the Prince's Army and infantry and crossbowmen in the city could be found.
Also, when this group of people were escaping, their long bows and crossbows with broad banners were such a hindrance. Throw them away!
The Song army, which was obviously at a disadvantage in terms of numbers and equipment, now used only half of its military strength to absolutely suppress the defenders at the top of the city from a distance. The prince's army on the top of the city was so beaten that they couldn't even raise their heads. It can be seen that the rear army was defeated in the field.
The attack by the Prince's Army was so severe.
"Press it down, then Song Ni, press it down--"
Bian Liangqun commanded the soldiers to kill Zhang He, and Pei Lun in the city was also busy rectifying the stragglers. If you want to defend Gaoming and preserve the remaining strength, you must not only drive the soldiers to climb the city wall
, it is even more necessary for the soldiers to recover and restore their organization. Only in this way can they maximize their strength and defend Gaoming City to the greatest extent possible.
The drums outside the city were like summoning souls from hell. With the waving of flags, the drums sounded from all around. The deep drums had a clear rhythm. Along with the sound of "dong dong dong dong", the south gate and the north gate sounded at the same time.
A deafening cry for death.
This was the Song Army's first real offensive battle since they entered Dongcheng. There was no internal response and no military superiority. They only relied on the high morale of the army and the bravery of the generals.
Undoubtedly, Zhu Biao made the right bet. Zhang He's success gave the Song army a huge advantage in ascending the city.
If there is time, Bian Liangqun should be able to do something. But now, Zhu Biao does not even give them time to breathe. Even if Bian Liangqun has Tongtian, there is nothing he can do. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotian literature, novels
