Nishu stood at the top of the city holding a stack of arrows and looking down.
The soldiers on the city used ropes to go down, and immediately they were fighting with the Tang army under the wooden carriage. What surprised Nishu was that more than a hundred of his elite soldiers actually managed to defeat the Tang army for a while.
Law.
The Tang army wore heavy armor and held long swords. When they swung the swords, they were shining brightly and dancing with snowflakes. All Xue Yantuo's soldiers who came close were killed and wounded, and the snow at the base of the city wall was dyed red with blood.
, Xue Yantuo's soldiers were killed so quickly that they were unable to get close.
Nishu's pupils shrank, Mo Daoshou!
He was the Mo Daoist who had the best record against the Hu cavalry in the Tang Dynasty!
Even in the face of a cavalry charge, Mo Daoshou, who is strong and covered in heavy armor, is already fearless, let alone facing ordinary soldiers of Xue Yantuo now?
Nishu understood that these soldiers could not kill Mo Daoshou, but he could not understand why these Mo Daoshou were so close to the city wall?
When the soldiers relied on their numerical superiority to force the wooden cart to leave the city wall some distance away, Nishuo suddenly discovered that two city bricks had been dug out by the Tang army...
What is this for?
Want to hollow out the city walls and cause the entire city to collapse?
Ni Xiu is confused...
The wooden-covered carts of the Tang army retreated slowly, Nishu stretched his neck, and together with the soldiers at the bottom of the city, stared at several holes in the city wall where the Tang army had dug out the city bricks, and stared blankly at a smoking fuse there.
Until that fuse burns to the end...
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Several earth-shaking loud noises shook the surrounding areas. The broad and majestic city wall seemed to have been severely arched by a monster emerging from the ground. Then it was overturned by a huge force. The city wall had been resting several times since Zhao Xin built the city.
It collapsed in an instant, and bricks and stones were scattered in all directions along with dust and smoke.
On the top of the city wall, Nishu and dozens of soldiers around him were instantly swallowed up by the collapsed city wall. His body moved into the gap opened by the gunpowder, and was submerged and buried by the bricks and stones that were blown up into the air.
The majestic and majestic Zhao Xin City, known as the Strong City of Mobei, repeated the mistakes of Wuchuan Town. Amidst the epoch-making roar of gunpowder, it completed its hundreds of years of historical mission of guarding the door for the Hu people in Mobei. It collapsed.
The entire thick city wall turned into rubble.
Fang Jun, who was silently looking at Zhao Xincheng from a distance, clicked his tongue and sighed.
Whether it is Wuchuan Town or Zhao Xincheng, they will be first-class cultural relics thousands of years later, but he blatantly destroyed them completely with gunpowder... No one knows the value of these buildings better than him, a person from later generations.
It was the most humanistic building in the Han Dynasty, and in later generations every brick and tile was almost a national treasure.
This is a crime!
After feeling distressed for three seconds, Fang Jun waved his hand: "The whole army is coming!"
The army behind them slowly rushed towards Zhao Xincheng.
Xue Rengui, who was in the vanguard, had already rushed into the city through the gap in the city wall that had been blown down by gunpowder...
No one expected that with just this crash, not only did the entire city wall collapse, but even the coach Ni Mi was buried in the rubble of bricks, tiles, and stones.
Except for Nisui, all the Qushuai, big and small, who gathered around him were also spared.
The entire command system of Zhao Xincheng was paralyzed instantly. The soldiers were at a loss when facing the Tang army that rushed in through the gap. Some resisted and some retreated. They were in a mess like headless flies. They were immediately defeated by the Tang army that came in with great momentum.
The Tang army's muskets opened the way, Mo Dao was behind, Xue Rengui entered the city majestically carrying a gilded phoenix-winged hammer, and took command before the battle. The Tang army under his command flooded the entire city like a tide.
Xue Yantuo's army was leaderless. They fought independently at first, and then found that the Tang army's offensive was too fierce and irresistible. He wanted to rush forward and fight to the death, but was killed by the muskets fired by the Tang army in a row. He wanted to hide in the house and fight in the streets.
However, he was blown up by the thunder that was so angry that the walls fell down and the house collapsed to pieces...
After barely resisting for a cup of tea, Xue Yantuo's army could no longer withstand it.
I don't know who it came from, and shouted: "Run!" He threw away his weapons and ran towards the north. In an instant, his morale dropped to the lowest point, and the whole line collapsed.
The army was defeated like a mountain.
The Tang army poured into the city from the collapsed wall in the south of the city, while Xue Yantuo's army lost their weapons and could not even mount their war horses, and their flocks of sheep fled from the north gate of the city.
However, there are only three gates in the north of Zhao Xin City, and they are all narrow and flat. Tens of thousands of Xue Yantuo's troops swarmed here, all rushing to escape from the city, and congestion naturally occurred...
The tragedy happened.
As the Tang army chased after them, the musketeers lined up to shoot in rows. The gunfire sounded like popping beans. The smoke from the muzzles almost enveloped the entire city, and the fierce north wind could not blow it away.
!
Xueyantuo's army fell to the ground wailing one by one like wheat cut down by death's sickle. Corpses filled the open space in front of the city gate, with blood flowing across them. The heat was bubbling under the severe cold. Forced into a desperate situation, Xueyantuo's army also burst into flames.
They were all dead anyway, so why not charge back? With red eyes, they turned and charged towards the Tang army despite the hail of bullets. However, most of them were killed halfway. The occasional ones who rushed to the front of the Tang army were faced with weapons that were armed to the teeth.
Mo Daoshou is just like a dolphin dog waiting to be slaughtered...
Half an hour later, when the blood at the city gate had covered his feet, Xue Yantuo's army finally collapsed.
The panic-stricken Xue Yantuojun knelt on Paoze's body in the red blood, bowed his head and cried, his cries shaking the sky...
When the will is completely destroyed, there is no difference between humans and animals.
Xue Rengui then raised his hand and stopped this inhumane massacre...
When Fang Jun entered the city and saw tens of thousands of Xue Yantuo's soldiers gathered at the north gate of the city, each of them kneeling in a pool of blood with dull expressions, he suddenly felt a headache.
He asked Xue Rengui: "What to do with these prisoners?"
This is Zhao Xincheng, the hinterland of Xue Yantuo. There are countless Hu tribes scattered around. If such prisoners are to be guarded, at least twice the number of troops will be needed, but where are there such manpower now? If they are not guarded, these soldiers will run away.
Returning to Xue Yantuo's Yazhang, waiting for Xue Wanche to come up from behind, he missed the key point of "Soldiers are valuable and quick", and could not cross the Yanyan Mountain and attack Xue Yantuo's Yazhang immediately before Xue Yantuo's Yazhang could react!
Once Xue Yantuo Yazhang is given more time to prepare for the battle, the casualties of the Tang army will increase, which Fang Jun will never allow.
War inevitably involves casualties, but after Fang Jun brought these Han family members out, he had to strive to bring more of them back!
One general's success will lead to thousands of bones drying up, this is not his style.
The muscles on Xue Rengui's face twitched, and he uttered one word in a deep voice: "Kill!"
Fang Jun's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Xue Rengui in disbelief and subconsciously said, "Kill them all?"
Xue Rengui nodded and said: "Exactly! Once so many Xue Yantuo people resist, they will need twice or more soldiers to suppress them, otherwise it will easily lead to a catastrophe. Moreover, the journey back to Monan from here is thousands of miles.
How many people will freeze to death along the way? Since everyone is dying on the left and right, naturally it would be easier to kill them all now."
Fang Jun remained silent.
Tens of thousands of people!
Killed them all?
These are not cattle, sheep, or livestock, but every one of them is a living person! On the battlefield, you are fighting to the death, but these enemies are now prisoners. How can you kill them all?
Facing the Japanese, the sticks, and the indigenous monkeys in Nanyang, Fang Jun would not hesitate to raise his butcher knife and even exterminate them. Fang Jun would not be too intolerant.
From the education he received since he was a child, he was well aware of the cruelty and abuse these bastards brought to the Chinese people. The whole of modern history is filled with the blood and tears caused by these bastards.
But the Turks and Xue Yantuo were too far away from the era in which he lived, and he did not feel the hatred between them and the Han people. The hatred in his heart was naturally not enough to make him make the decision to massacre without hesitation...
What's more, after the decline of Xue Yantuo, many people gradually integrated into the Tang Dynasty. Even if they still wandered on the grasslands, their descendants gradually became one of the fifty-six ethnic groups.
Fifty-six ethnic groups belong to one family, and their education since childhood is not just a joke, it has already been engraved in their bones!
In later generations, who else will hate the Mongolians because they destroyed the Song Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty, and boycott the Manchus because they destroyed the Qing Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty?
For Fang Jun, the hatred with Xue Yantuo is the hatred between countries, not the hatred between nations.
After all, he is not a pure soldier after all, and cannot be as ruthless as Xue Rengui for victory.
After pondering for a long time, Fang Junle turned his horse's head, sighed, and said: "From here to the north, all military affairs will be decided by General Xue."